Battle Me

[Intro: C-Rayz Walz] Word. On some one, two, three [Verse 1: C-Rayz Walz] Where there's a will there's a way. No? Where there's Will, there's Jada I kiss, then piss in the face of a hater Congratulate us at afterparties in heaven Thank God my intro was peace to the 7's Let's go! [Hook: Natacha Elossaint] Battle me so you can see (So you can see) How I blast flows (Blast flows) so easily (So easily) Battle me so you can see (So you can see) How I blast flows (I blast flows) so easily (So easy for me) [Verse 2: C-Rayz Walz] I'm the foul author of styles out of order I got skills—I could drown you with a cup of water So don't waste my time with stupid questions like, "Ayyo, you rhyme?" You don't need to hear my verse—you got enough on your mind You work for who?!? So?!? I don't wanna get signed My shadow's chasin' me—basically, I'm ahead of my time I'm tryna get this green out the heat like spinach rolls So don't make me put six in your [?] "Yo Walz, they hollerin' at you!" In a minute, yo! I'm tryna score points with the right hooks like Riddick Bowe Battle me, don't challenge me with them simple styles I'll have your crew sayin', "WHO!" like some Temple Owls I'm like John Stockton—I don't even have to score I just make the game better by bein' out there on the floor So when you ice grill me, instead of breakin' your jaw I think Fireballs in your face like a young Drew Barrymore Come on! [Hook: Natacha Elossaint] [Verse 3: C-Rayz Walz] Verses like these be bullets that speed and rush While you the type to audition for "Eden's Crush" I have a group, but they was like, "He's enough" Okay. I see the truth—y'all don't believe in us? I'll be the proof. Real emcees succeed and plus I'm comin' through ya hood, bumpin' goods in the G's truck You squeeze and bust? Well, you probably poppin' a bump I hope you catch Bucks like Milwaukee—what?!? Too much players in the game make it hard to believe When I got the ball, yo, follow me like a 3-man weave Might go out to Tahoe—the Regime was Green And I cut the iron off—y'all thought I lost some steam You soft! I'm not the type to force my dream Of course I floss V.I.P. without no cream Yo I got more lines than double dutch tournaments in Harlem And if I ain't on your roster, your label got problems Battle me! [Hook: Natacha Elossaint] [Verse 4: C-Rayz Walz] Never been to Me-xi-co, but got ki's from médico Deep sea flow—peep my notes with periscopes Police think I pump perico—that's for petty folk Who don't know the science of the walk with the blade in his throat Still strugglin', but I'm bubblin' to make it clearer I ain't seein' myself in a house of mirrors Times is good, but your moms is still in the hood Stay on my tip and get splinters in ya lip from bitin' the wood I'm not Santa's helper—I'm not rappin for free Next time you step to C, I'm clappin' ya feet Psycho visions—I hear voices. Listen (Stop calling me!) I feel like the Geico Lizard Ayyo I'm spittin for real—gotta love that, kid "Ayyo, C-Rayz Walz!" Man, I love that kid If you're fly, the sky flyin'—for real I'm one of those things you could die tryin' Buck if you battle me [Hook: Natacha Elossaint] [Outro: Natacha Elossaint] So easy for me So easy for me It's so easy for me People always tryna step, sayin' they are the best But watch me break them down—that, they must confess It's so easy for me Oh ohh ohh It's so easy for me Oh ohh ohh ohh