Ugh Oh - Mark Battles, King Los

It’s Battles

Ughhhh

Fly America

Ugh oh, I’m startin' to think that you in trouble pal

Believed in the team and it seems we startin' to bubble now

Old enemies tryna' come around

But I just leave 'em lost and jealous, Southern Cal

My fans say my lines the sickest

Metaphors, I got metafives and sixes

Yeah, I’m on my grind to get it

Porn star, going hard is in my job description

Uh huh, see after school is when the lesson starts

So even punctuation couldn’t question Mark

Enjoy the crazy ride, we won’t ever park

My pilot is to blame for the flame, I just set the spark

Ha, ha!

We updated the roster

The city of Indianapolis created a monster

The first to make it from this place, I’mma take it and conquer

And laugh in they face cause they hate when we prosper

Shout out to my fans we made it look easy

Buzzin' 'round the underground its time to take it to TV

Believe me

Los

Ugh

I tried to push the red line to the Bentley and shiver

And take the top back like an Indian giver

Indians cap with the wide smile

Your girl see my style give me the high brow

For the cash out, I follow you to Moscow

Don’t make me lash out like the follicles under eyebrows

My rollies got me sick with ridiculous rage

I’m trying to switch the faces like Travolta and Nicolas Cage

Rap’s my playground and I’m a dinosaur

These was just my monkey bars, bars that I was sliding bored

Keep yo asses out the deep end

I still advance at a stand still without a knee bend

I used to write (write) with my left (left) when my right was sore

Now I just left (left) the pen there (there), I don’t write no more

It ain’t right no more, whats left to do

If you could write what I don’t have to write, what would be left to you

Sickest rapper livin', glad to see em learn

I couldn’t catch the flu, cause it ain’t want to have me in return

Los

Los, what up?

Shout out to the whole bad boy camp

Diddy, what’s good?

It’s Fly America

Fly high or get flown over

They told me not to do it, so I did it

Man, they just hatin' on my crew, and now they with it

How terrific

Simply about business, I’m hot with my words

I’m like Sesame Street, you can watch me and learn

Got me a turn, now I’m tryin' to profit and earn

Consciously firm, so it really got 'em concerned

My spot is deserved, yeah man I’m runnin' it right

Man the stars will handle bars like the front of a bike

Struggle and fight until I’m loving my life

Road spells, hotels and, buckets of ice for a couple of nights

Stayed and we jumpin' on flights, wonderful heights

Lord blessed, we must’ve done something right

So I go by my real name for a big reason

Give you all of me, I’m never misleadin'

Praying that my music get to spread through the regions

Could’ve gave up, never begged never pleaded

Even through the struggles you will never see no tears either

So sing along or bring it on you little cheerleader

It’s Battles!