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letra de brother bull vs samzz [english battle] - the arena battle rap league

[chyno]
yukunkun, make some noise!
welcome to the arena
the first arabic battle rap league here in the middle east
and we’re in lebanon, live and direct from yukunkun
i’m your host, chyno, from fareeq el atrash

[johnny headbusta]
johnny headbusta, beirut bandits

[samzz]
it’s your boy samzz
beirut city make some noise!

[johnny headbusta]
the rapper on my right

[brother bull]
brother bull, red is the intelligence force
my intelligence forms
i can cough on the mic and start gettin’ applause

[chyno]
arabic or english?

[samzz]
arabic man

[chyno]
arabic. you wanna go first?

[samzz]
i go first

[chyno]
oh sh-t, he’s going first
make some noise
first round, samzz, let’s go

[samzz]
ey yo bull, how the f-ck you’re supposed to battle with the matador?
don’t you know, it don’t end man for you, man-wh-r-?
the only thing you be is your boy’s d-ck on the bathroom floor
show me how to mc b-tch
i have been wantin’ more
your mom’s the nastiest b-tch in lebanon

[someone in the audience]
that means a lot!

[samzz]
your mom’s the nastiest b-tch in lebanon
her breath stinks of p-ssy-holes and sweaty b-lls
didn’t matter to me though
f-cked that b-tch
as the lebanese say [???]
that’s it! you’re a f-cking geek
streets never knew your name
me and you, bruce wayne
lil wayne
i’m batman, baby, you’re a joker to the game
this battle with me, that’s your five minutes of fame
i’m far from you pop
you’ll never reach my level
b-tch, you’re a pinocchio and i am geppetto
i bet when you’re alone you wear your mom’s stilettos
dancing and singing to katy perry instrumentals
what you’re about to witness is a verbal castration
i have you concentrating on a manifestation of a patient in need of a face-lift and f-cking braces
i’d talk ’bout your girl
probably don’t have one
you’re addicted to man-c-m
get the f-ck outta my face, son, i’m as ill as can be
samzz with the double z
bull-pup ’bout to pop with envy and jealousy
king on a scene, why do i battle a queen?
first round down, now you tell me who the winner be

[brother bull]

boy got a lotta nerve tryna talk in verb
like he know the art, way before he start, he gets got and burned
this ain’t beef no more, he get chopped and served
light him up and smoke him out, and i don’t mean spark the herb

he the creepy type, prolly when he feelin his his dame
he say some dumb sh-t, “how’s the weather? you seein the rain?”
when i hear his raps i’m snoring, this creature is lame
samzz so boring he even got a couple z’s in his same
how you pit him against the bull? is he really the same
level? or you s-d-stic and you wanna watch him bleeding in pain
shots i fire don’t miss, feel the heat in brain
he my door mat, eats my dust and feels defeat in the day

i get greasy at times, this battle’s easy as pie
this season this hound get dropped, i’ll leave him bleeding and dying
he talking to his fam, like someone feed me a line
cause if i dont put up a fight he’d prolly eat me alive
y’all gotta be blind if y’all think samz can rhyme
looking like the fresh prince of persia, i’ma bury him in the sands of time

he the typical rap nerd, y’all sayin this dude hot?
he still rock baggies and his facebook cover photo is 2pac
relevant is what you not, i’m sad i gotta battle the lebanese bro from the boondocks

if i put him in my sights, he won’t make it home
broke as f-ck, i ain’t making dough, i’m praying for
a posh f-ck, jack him for a pack of smokes, might break his bones
take his ride and k!ll him for the watch, like game of thrones

i’m cool, some would say icey, you?
ain’t, my flow smoother than an icey, you?
choppy, told them trust me, when i c u
i’ma beat you so hard, you get sent to the icu

[samzz]
…
[brother bull]

he don’t drop bars and his sk!lls is boring
imagine his set up at home, his fam losing their sh-t and snoring
his mom saving the day, “samer tla3 l akil jehiz” so he leaves the session in a fit all choking
open the door yelling like, “mom i’m still recording”

on days like this i hit js, spit blaze, leave him in a daze
so now your days are numbered and speaking of days
i get freakin amazed when i see his sh-t getting plays
the only thing that’s incurable is your condition of aids

this mental cripple is lame, heard this critter is g-y
he ain’t a h-m-s-xual he just stripping for pay
i’ll prolly shank this motherf-cker, switchblade picking his brains
leaving him mindf-cked, like he hitting the haze

lavish life, rappin like he got a life fulla tears
magic mike looking like dyk- with a beard

samz the emotional rapper, tends to cry and shake
his voice so soft it can tenderize a steak
make your pores drip sweat, with those amber eyes and makes
girls feel safe, non-objectified and great

lemme take ya for a ride, live life really fast
spends time getting to know her, this might even last
he a nice guy, so she out with other dudes getting smashed
spent too much time on the p-ssy and he not gettin -ss
when he find out, he took this battle tryna end his life in a flash
in this battle i’m winning, cause nice guys finish last

[samzz]
…

[brother bull]

why is everybody ignoring the elephant
he tryna be a rapper even when rap isn’t relevant
tryna pull off the act and he sellin it
like yo this my sh-t, but his cr-p isn’t eloquent
at best you a lebanese douchebag with less than average intelligence

y’all saying that he’s ill, claiming that he’s real
but behind his back y’all was h-tting me up saying you expecting a clean k!ll
thinking you could beat me? samer, please chill
you a dreamchaser getting murked in every beef, meek mill

this a clean k!ll, meet the man behind the knife
i spend time with my bars like getting 25 to life

when i’m up at the bar, feel the burn in ya chest like hard liquor
lemme turn this boy to a man with a bar mitzvah
bars are my specialty, from writing to being a bar lifter
this law and order, you get rejected from the bar, ninja
d-mn samzz, now you have a scar, this avatar and i’ma barbender
i’m leavin this mark injured, hit him with more shots than a bartender
he up against a beast, his bars weak, feelin cheated and all bitter
cause this ain’t a compet-tion, teletubby vs an armed k!ller
i’m the champ here, getting more rings than a call center

he talk big, thinkin he write sick, his bike slick
you might get c-cky, but you just a p-ssy with a nice cl-t
you and your bois can step up, on some fight sh-t
you getting knifed quick, counter strike, i’mm with the right clique

when it’s you and me, i ain’t losing, see
he so b-tch, he only eat p-ssy if it’s gluten free

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