Knock U Out

I bet ya wanna beat box battle, but i dont battle no beat boxer,

But i got lyrics that'll shock ya

Battle anybody wantin' beef n boy i'll squash ya

You n ya boys n tha lot ya, i'll stomp ya

Kick ya head around like you tha ball n this was soccer

You sounding like pathetic mc's in need of sponsers

You stupid, acting like you stronger

Coz you beat me in a battle back when i was younger (so what)

I dont want ya respect so screw the punch lines

I'll run up in this ring like mundine and begin to punch guys

Like rocky, you knock me down but you cant stop me

You'll have to get ya boys to gang up on me like this was hockey

Before i drop, we'll never stop it's in our viens

As long as we here that's where it's gunna remain

So get out my way, you dont want no rematch

Diss me all you like the only response your gunna get is feedback

[Chorus][X2]

Look out

We're boxing now

You wanna battle on the mic

And we'll knock you out

Yeah, we'll knock you out

Within three rounds

MDP and Mundine

Are gunna beat you down

It's the man mudine you think me rappings a joke

Well you can luagh but i'll uppercut ya over these ropes

And leave ya nose broke, i aint playing no games

I'll throw a left right combination at ya rib cage

And all the haters from the newspapers should face the facts

I'm jumping back in the ring to take my title back

Reminding these cats, i lost by split descision

Now i'm runnin up on these critics and boxing their chins in

You think i'm going back to leauge i'm never quittin'

I love jumping in the ring, kicking ass and backflipping

Recieving big cheque's and cashing em

Just for getting dudes in the ring, and bashing em

Yeah i got knocked down but i got back up

I survived every round you only won by luck

Now i'ts time for another bout this time I'm gunna knock you out

Lets finish the fight, we'll see who's running there mouth

[Chorus X2]

I came here to burn down the stage, release my rage

Spit fire out my mouth n put it to flames

Leave these wack cats burning in pain they cant sustain

Now the fingers are pointed at us n we're the first to blame

What ever made you think you could attack us, acting all tough?

Man my styles a royal flush, yours is a bluff

And now you standing up tryna be buff

After i punish you, Dub LT will put your **** through a hush

You pidily suck, i'm beating you up in this battle of victory

Shooting ya mouth off, but ya bullets are missing me

Picture me going down in history

I'll blast you off this planet before you try n get rid of me

I pidy thee for tryna beat this lyrical

You ain't **** to me you'll never be

So why dont you realize that MDP will always be will best

Eliminating competition till there's nothing left

So bring the rest, bring the rest

Biatches, bring the rest

[Chorus X4]

Anybody that wanna come, come

Anybody that wanna bring it, bring it

We blowin' everybody up tonight

C4 knock you out

Dub LT knock you out

Mundene Knock you out

And my boy joel, he'll knock anybody out