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You ain't never have to fight for Queens in New York Ask Tony Yayo C-73, in '03 they was sayin' we soft I seen Chi Ali on my way to court Open case in the Bronx Y'all think I'm fightin' DNA and I'm tellin' y'all the cases I've fought Easy, I'm sayin' this raw, inspired by Eazy Was also locked up wit' Beans and 12, Delaware County GP Squeeze cheese for the chi-chi Shotgun, don't gamble wit' ya life - it's a cheat sheet! Metal table, night-night, sleep-sleep! He askin' Grandma "Oh, what this mean?" It was that deep sleep! Put it in his face, then...put him in his place: I'm a neat freak Missy Elliott his b*t*h in a bag - beep-beep! If I don't catch him in Queens, I'm uptown shootin' like Kareem Reid You from Roosevelt Avenue, n***a That sh*t look like BEIJING! D ain't f**kin' wit' me I swear hе ain't humblin' me I break up groups I done turnеd NWX to SWV, n***a! Then ARP hit me, he said he need Ill or die I said "Who's been givin' Ill advice? Ill's been ill-advised" I pushed the envelope, vanilla-sized Not only do I kill a guy, I almost killed crews (Cruise): Vanilla Sky And that's without tellin' lies Sh*t, I might get in my old bag I got some more sh*t to say Glock-17, Maravich, boy that's Pistol play Ruff! It's lickin' like a Doberman, I could make it sit and stay Fo'-fo' Bulldog: n***a, get lead (led) a-stray, n***a! Ooh, I got another one Blew (Blue) cans, it's on the ground: that's sanitation F**k a 30-clip, it take too long to draw: that's animation I remember me and Cortez was in the car, listenin' to Dedication "Cash Money, n***a" This n***a steady shakin', talkin' 'bout "he need his medication" I schooled him, the plan's obsolescence, I gave him education I told him how they suppress it and it come in stronger, it's a sedadation Big Pharma make big dollars off every patient I'm like, "N***a, you listenin'?" He like, "Weezy F. and don't forget the Baby" He popped a pill, I was like, "I hope this n***a make it" Then years later, he bring in Harry, a lotta dollars But before that, I'm your father I helped you kick it, I'm your sponsor If DNA had to tell the truth, he'd say: "My mom's fine. She's only on insulin But due to her ignorance, she put me on Ritalin So I can't diss Hollow...'cause I grew up leanin' on medicine" These are facts "I've never had a father figure So I moved to LeFrak and I hang wit' the hardest n***as And I tried to keep up, but I couldn't...'cause I'm a retarded n***a!" Listen, El Stupido This n***a thought commercial real estate was halftime at the Super Bowl N***a, that was super throwed! I said, damn, now I'm on my Pa**wurdz sh*t I'm battlin' a n***a that grew up wit' half-white kids Holds a strap like this And he slaps like this I mean, that's not it But chill, I raised you, son He was like, "The streets need a body" When I met up wit' K, you see how that K got done So if the "streets need a body", then I gave them one, n***a Sh*t, I got some more sh*t for him He talkin' 'bout "It's a different one" Well, I switched up wit' a different gun N***a say he's missin' clips Oh, nah, it's on some different sh*t This- Alright, LOMClothing.com Sike I LIED, n***a! I said I wanna see him down and out It won't be an end 'til he on CNN His mama pout I grab the .40, clap more than N.O.R.E We handin' E FN (EFM): we give flowers out, n***a What you know about serious, n***a? I can't take him serious, n***a The last time we seen you serious was vers' that Serius n***a "'Member what happened last time!" N***a, that's yo' fightin' stance? You posted up like this... (*Hollow crouches a tiny bit and holds his fists in front of his face*) I thought you had somethin' inside your hands I'm outta here, LOMClothing.com, n***a (*off-mic*) I had a freestyle, I wanted to extend the round N***as stop bein' a**ociates every day, B You'll be aight Now as a ex-gambler, I still indulge in PS5 raffles, the casino on Caffeine And sometimes I even like the lotto But I don't wanna see this n***a doin' no preachin' 'Cause the only activist (Actavis) you goin' for is inside the bottle But this Astoria, Queens vers' a story of Queens It's still an insightful novel "Get him the f**k-" You even hyped the motto Stenographer: wasn't the type to follow Bruce Leroy: as soon as I got the glow, you started bitin', Hollow! But what you expect from fiends? I stayed in the borough, this n***a left the scene Kevin Samuels: you disrespectin' Queens! When we first had a issue, I was in that confused stage Then I realized, "He think 'cause he gave a n***a game, you could disrespect me whenever your mood changed" He gon' get up here and lie He gon' say he brought me NBA Live N***a, it was 2K He gon' say I slept on Charlie Clips' couch for months when it was only a few days After the first shot, my mood swayed The second shot, they said, "Are you grazed?" I said, "Nah, I've entered this new phase... Where Hollows don't get through DNA: I'm Luke Cage!" You start sippin', then stop sippin', you clean now Can't stop snitchin', the cops wit' him, he'll leave town His moves pivotal each round Who's lyrical? Me now "Smooth Criminal": you close to puttin' the lean down You dare to be different, so they call you a "GOAT" like it's supposed to be great N***a, when the only thing "unorthodox" means to me is your style's all over the place He be like, "I'm a mixture of Larry Davis and Pappy Mason and the African va-" N***a, shut up! You do the fast rappin' to cover up that you bad wit' delivery Always bringin' out Calicoe's pops or usin' money as a prop You call me "corny", but you actually gimmicky You not lyrically inclined, so you manipulate the mind 'cause you lackin' ability You don't got the stats to belittle me Ooh, I'mma torch this Hollow b*t*h: the Statue of Liberty! You just rhyme a bunch of syllables and the crowd goes berserk It's Spider-Man: No Way Home You see, your flow, it works But you ain't no real MC You (MCU) just keep showin' different versions of yourself But it's the same in every multi verse (multiverse) I know it hurts This gon' be a 30 tonight, the whole set knows That's what dog (Dogg) gon' take from tonight (Knight): Death Row I'll put it all on the table, exposed Newlyweds: yeah, he opened the door, but I'm carryin' Queens over the threshold! Big strap! TEC blow! Kickback: retro! Chest shot tryna open him up, look like he doin' the breaststroke! He's stressed, though In the hospital watchin' Surf choke vers' Lux like, "Let's go" 'Til they in Hollow room and the Wave's f**ked up after the echo! I gave you the "up, Loaded, down, Loaded" ver- You see how quickly we forget, fam'? "The 50 cc's of Vicodin in your writing pen So what are you writin' in?" That was Clips - damn That's a total (Toto) of two You been lyin' (Lion) Wicked, which (Witch) is uncomfortable like a wristband Nah... Stop sayin' I'm lyin' That's a fact Stop sayin' I'm lyin' You tryna f**k me up right now, right? That's cool, n***a - every part is virtual I knew you would say this thinkin' that the Don would hurt you You can't say nothin' 'cause I been sat down wit' myself like the LeBron commercial And you still wanna talk while I'm rappin'!? You in the wrong profession! Notice I said "LeBron James" 'cause this gon' escalate (Escalade) in the wrong direction! I'm steppin'! Now like I said, you remember the "up, Loaded, down, Loaded"? You see how quickly we forget, fam'? "The 50 cc's of Vicodin in your writing pen So what are you writin' in?" That was Clips - damn That's a total (Toto) of two You been lyin' (Lion) Wicked, which (Witch) is uncomfortable like a wristband Y'all say he heartless 'cause he a big brand But it's always someone meddlin' (metal) in a Hollow body like Tin Man You... The sh*t that you do? My n***a, it's unheard of They say the n***a Loaded Lux was perfect, but you get away with murder And you get away wit' it fast as f**k Like when Math got jumped and Dizaster threw half a punch, you wasn't laughin' much Then asked Diz' to go out and eat after lunch Your man got robbed, you had to duck Then you robbed Rob and you was after Duck Math showed paperwork, they said, "We had enough" Guess he ain't have the right equation to show the vision (division) wasn't subtractin' much He showed character, but somehow to him, you was mad as f**k And the Culture still gon' tell me this sh*t ain't addin' up? You get away wit' murder! If I ever dial 911, it would be a lot of haters When he dialed 911, y'all just wanted to know if Jaz was the operator! You get away wit' MURDER! You get away wit' MURDER! Time, time, time They said "Time" You get away- I'm endin' it up! (*A few people in the crowd yell "Let him go!" and cheer DNA on*) You gotta rap two bars? Go ahead! Yeah, they wanna hear me! They wanna hear me! It's all cap, but go ahead All the excuses you make just be soundin' dumb But I can't blame you 'cause the Culture's responsible 'Cause a Hollow ain't effective without the gun Y'all gave him power Y'all put him in this box which allowed him to kick back (kickback) Made him explosive off impact That's why we thought his moves was lethal Jumped the gun when people ain't respect his handle Yeah, I started collectin' ammo Let's get to the root of evil The caliber not reviewed as equal That's how his run extended, Clips He went up the ladder to supersede you To protect his stock, y'all kept him in a chamber So when he would spring into action, we question who could beat you He jammed 'cause there was no one in his head tellin' him these moves illegal Triggered, so y'all rushed to his safety Now he less damagin' and y'all don't wanna renew the sequel But it's y'all fault 'cause Hollows don't get through to people Round 1, go 'head Go 'head Go 'head Got you He buried hisself I said... (*sniffles, pretends to whimper*) "Dear Hollow... I'm lost: Where's Waldo?" N***a, I ripped that sh*t up in the day room and kept watching Geraldo When Ness was smackin' water out your hand I was on the island when they had Wayne caught But I was in the beacon, though, n***a In a cage dark These bright lights really bother me, and this your center stage part But you ain't got a Blueprint, n***a So you don't know where the Renegade start Chrome smokin', his dome open: that's Minute Maid Park I'll knock DNA out DNA and watch life imitate art! I said... It's real different, right? Knock DNA out DNA and watch life imitate art! You'se a underscore, n***a: you been a straight mark No, let me cook This gon' get loopy (x4) (*Hollow repeats the last five bars back*) You'se a underscore: boy, you been a straight mark You'll sit and stay parked in a getaway car You'se a diduntdidunt! Y'all like my first? Well, cool, here another one These ain't battles, this a money run (*chuckles*) I got my check up: 21 Wait, that isn't nice Well, after this battle tonight, join me in my other battle I'm havin' a fight for my mechanical rights Picture DNA tellin' Smack he wanna do views on YouTube Smack will look at NuNu NuNu will look at Beasley like, "What would you do?" Beasley like, "Get rid of the kid - the usual." Oh, man! Why you say that!? I had to I love you, but I had to (*laughs*) Aw, man... Picture DNA tellin' Smack he wanna do views on YouTube Smack will look at NuNu NuNu will look at Beasley like, "What would you do?" Beasley like, "Get rid of the kid - the usual." He gon' take that money, go to Queens, and you know what this fool do Over 100 battles, y'all think he all in, right? 'Cause he a battlin' vet? Money lyin' Half of his check go to his gamblin' debt He becomin' blind He don't even look at his baby mother parents direct 'cause he been doin' crap wit' the rent I thought the house always wins Damn, now you havin' regrets 'Cause he don't get comped at battlin' events He too busy callin' Beas' for advance on his chips So at the faceoff, (*chuckles*) I can't even ask him to bet 'Cause gamblin' with me, you pay the maximum risk Try to pull my card, n***a I'mma hand you a deck People that rule let (roulette) you believe you was hot after blackin' on Red But I'm odd - I need to see an actual death Wit' 19 in the clip so I don't ask for a hit I saw it off where the pa**enger sit Aw, naw, I play chess, but just to double down that I'm matchin' wit' Clips Your n***as in the hole, I put that on the X I could see no (casino) n***a do this better than I myself I surprise myself I write a rhyme, then try to outshine myself You gon' get beside yourself Arm over there, leg over there, neck over there There go DNA tryna find himself I like that last bar, but I been figured who I was determined to be See, I was lost, too...at a dead end wit' no outlet, so I turned to the streets But now that nothin' rented, n***a, 'cause I was renovatin' While you was takin' meds, I was meditatin' Your career's dead 'cause ain't no dedication You been takin' L's 'cause ain't no elevation DNA gon' need A+D if he play wit' me And? DNA gon' need A-N-D if he play wit' me Understand the can'll be...above him like a canopy After that, a jail cell where I plan to be I'll stop a n***a from eatin' like Hell Rell wit' his family! I'm done, y'all, I'm done LOMClothing.com Sike I lied! I ain't done wit' sh*t! Put the bottle down, I'm on some other sh*t N***a, the Glock on my f**kin' hip The chopper sit in the corner like it's on punishment I ain't done wit' this Woo, let him go, let him go, let him go, let him go I'm doin' four battles this year, I don't wanna give you too much Let him go, let him go So a n***a that's a drug addict is tellin' me about gambling (*chuckles*) That sh*t is never seen Hollow- I'mma smoke DNA Chill out - you on heavy lean Of course you could tell me about blackjack You a drug addict - you took your first hit on 17 And I wasn't gon' talk about Rob and Duck, but since you mentioned the casino... I just figured like that's a lot to share, though I used to be a addict gambling, I seen a lotta weirdos So I want you to bring up me in the casino, heh-heh After you give Rob dinero (De Niro) Now Lord knows I hate takin' these grudge matches I swear to God, people, I hate pursuin' 'em 'Cause a n***a will get on stage, lie on your name And the crowd'll go crazy 'cause you was cool wit' 'em So let's set the record straight: You close to 40, I'm 30, and I never went to school wit' him On AngryFan, he said I knew him for sellin' drugs No, Hollow, I knew you for usin' 'em Here's where I'll ruin him 'Cause I hate to say, but when a n***a got snakish ways, leavin' him alone is your best bet At first it was invisible to me But after all them people you did dirty, I'm surprised he ain't dead yet But since I used to be Hollow Man, I gotta put blood down to see his next step! We all got skeletons, n***a Go and mention mine The Culture look at you as this respected guy But what they don't know is...every time Hollow comes out of his shell, it's always cases left behind Like when you got your jaw broke in LeFrak (*scoffs*) I swear whoever hit this n***a was strong They had him eatin' chicken broth The n***a had to sip through a straw! Well, I mean, that's how he got his name 'Cause the only thing he was able to say after the punch was, "It's the Didididon" You look like the type to get the law hired Universal Studios, n***a, I'm talkin' Jaws wired That's when you stayed wit' the shorty Lynn Bell Pet**e little thing You ain't think I remember, but you sure know how to pick 'em well Your jaw was messed up, you was homeless beggin' for lean You made that woman's life a living hell So you mean to tell me while you had The Wire, you tried to string a (Stringer) Bell? But let's talk about usin' people Let's move on to the next one, on to the next one You said you made a million dollars off your clothing line last year So why you was homeless stayin' wit' a n***a named Vic? Why you talkin'? Why you so upset? You was homeless- You lyin' -and you stayed wit' Vic That's why I'm talkin'. You lyin' No. You stayed wit' Vic Stop gettin' mad, n***a You stayed wit' Vic and you was homeless, n***a Get a home, man He's mad Get a home, man This is the problem wit' n***as keepin' they mouth closed You got a addiction, so of course we would see the addict (attic) think he above the household Like I SAID... You said you made a million dollars a few years ago! But you was homeless stayin' wit' a n***a named Vic So what was you, my n***a? A rich bum? He let you stay at his crib, and he worked at a car rental spot So whenever you needed vehicles, it was multiple to pick from We gon' talk about how you did him dirty in Round 3 But for now, I'll just say you really sick, son So you was a Giant player, but every time you touched down (touchdown), you needed Vic to cruise (Victor Cruz) Oh, you ain't gon' dance your way outta this one! That's karma for what you did to the car rental guy and his spot Now it hurts in public Ain't it crazy when he calls URL, now they say his price hurts (Hertz) the Budget? You f**kin' up your Enterprise! And you stayed wit' a n***a named Amzilla! But he shouldn't be panickin' 'Cause of course a n***a that be poppin' pills would sleep in the same crib that Am' be in (Ambien) But let's talk about LOM! And then how you teamed up wit' Mike Zombie and it was a Hidden Label I see him there, so I don't know what the f**k happened I just know it turned to a Hidden Label Right now, you just actin' up You backstabbin' opportunist, I done had enough So you had issues wit' Mike, Vic(k), and those was your dogs, killer? Aye, don't make me call Cor' to back (quarterback) it up! I got all of this rage! This is literally character de- You are so f**king mad This is all of this rage This is literally character defamation all on the stage So if son dial (sundial) back, I'll be breaking Don (dawn) soon as I see a quarter of shade! Wait, wait, wait, let me get this Math told us how he robbed Rob and ducked Duck, but how the f**k did he evict Vic? I said, if n***as thought he was trustworthy after the paperwork, I'm like, "You fools got nerve" Hollow, we found out you wasn't a little Saint the moment You Got Served So don't tell me lean is a old angle if you still pourin' a new cup He ain't gon' get the message 'til he dead in a casket And he got it in arm's reach, where his little fella could grab it If it was my daughter, I never would have it That's why I could tell he a addict The n***a got Lennon (linen) closet lookin' like a medicine cabinet! Here's where I go for blood! You once was a fr- (*DNA gets called for time by NuNu and Hollow*) Go 'head Go 'head, n***a Yo...Yo... I get paid to let n***as lie on me He said I did Mike dirty, and I'm right here wit' Mike Zombie He's right here, people, once again, like the Pat Stay battle But this n***a corny Y'all think I'm gettin' mad 'bout the personals? No This n***a's up here spittin' on me That's what the f**k I'm mad about I'm bein' deada** That's why I got the towel Let me introduce you to my third while I'm spittin' it You never met a verse (Metaverse) more ridiculous It's like a NFT...y-you don't understand it, but you can picture it I coined the phrase, they bit the sh*t I got bars you don't get 'til the end of the year: it's a syllabus I say, "A.I.", he think Iverson, I mean artificial intelligence You repeat narratives 'cause you never read a rick (rhetoric) While you was doin' "Bennett" flips...for rap purposes I just opened a escort, Bennett Enterprise, for tax purposes Oh, you 'bout to get this business, son Lesson 1: start a brand, somethin' people could get in touch with Not somethin' you think's dope, but lacks substance Lesson 2: get a Shopify or Big Cartel, you know, basic training He don't even got a site to take a payment You gotta hit him and make arrangements He like, "I got you, my G! What you need?" Make the customer feel like they coppin' weed They like, "My n***a, I just want a T!" Lesson 3 that works: invest in quality To me, that's first Only K you peelin' off is on them cheap-a** SHIRTS! Lesson 4? I know y'all heard this before Only get fly on your own supply Lesson 5? You gotta have cla** or have a swag or have pa** If he did a blog called "DNA's Truth" It would have less views than DNA's Tooth, and that's sad You got played by a puppet, a black hand wit' prints You gon' need gra** and CAT scans and sh*t! If you ever get bigger than me, I'll drop The Last Dance on yo' Black a**! MJ wit' the shrug or MJ wit' the Glove, I'm that BAD! It's sad to me N***a, to give y'all some clarity... Our friendship was never worth the BAG to me! The agony! Goin' circles in this ring and it saddens me Calamities My fruits of labor done turned my peers (pears) on me Insanity Who harder? Bruce father, apparently it's tearing me apart from the family Knowin' soon my son'll catch a bullet: he Brandon Lee N***a...when I was locked up wit' Pimp C and Gazi East You was pickin' up your teeth over another n***a beef God damn...that sh*t got me Since you love Harlem, I'll catch you on First Ave, near Hajji's If your man turn up, I'll turn his hamburger to chopped cheese! You got me If I go over time, don't stop me This n***a got ONE shirt from Versace and he got all c*cky! Oh, oh, you dress better than me 'cause you wear Gucci? Y-You got some D&G slippers? I knew you when you was a EBT-getter and you thought Fendi was a DVD n***a Let's go Queens for Queens, n***a I ain't even got none left I don't even need it Let's go Queens for Queens, n***a "I'm in a fast V, wanna test drive wit' me? The baby maybe, the S550 Cars just symbolize..." Oh, you ain't doin' somethin' right Alright, lemme try another one "Wipe the blunt ashes off my clothes as I rose And blew the blunt smoke out my..." (*A few people in the crowd say "Nose"*) Oh, now everybody knows But what about you? Oh, I know you know that one That's Nas, we speakin' facts But you missed the first one from Far Rock Let's keep it a Stack, n***a Yeah, that's Riot Squad sh*t, R.I.P. Stack LOMClothing.com, man Yo...yo... Sike I lied! I'm back for him, I got another acronym Nah, I d-... Yo, listen I'm on some different sh*t He talkin' 'bout he got his sh*t to spit But his gun remind me of this card: it's missin' Clips Sh*t, how yo' sh*t spittin'? N***a, tryna understand you is harder than tryna make a kid listen Neck chop, chest shot, Sid Vicious After you, I'mma take care of Mafia: B.I.G wishes But not here in L.A., I see how y'all did B.I.G, n***a! I'm lowkey catch me wit' it Right now, I'm- Nah, nah, nah, I'm not done I s... Nah, I'm done - LOMClothing.com 'Cause we gon' do a fourth round, right? We gon' do a freestyle round? No We're not gon' do a fourth round? That wasn't in my contract Aight, look, so let me keep goin' then I said... You keep stoppin' and goin', like...the sh*t you were sayin' about messin' up the battle- You- LOMClothing.com He mad now I thought we was gon' freestyle a round Nah, I'm not mad, I'm not mad Alright, go ahead Like, I don't understand, my n***a Spit your rhyme I wanna spit it I'll end my round OK, cool, cool You gon' make me a- N***a talkin' 'bout Clips missin' from the card That's just gon' make me get a big blade You did all that sh*t about Shopify You still gon' never get a Real Name brandin' (Brandon) once I get this kid slayed (Kyd Slade) We could start the round off You think that that sh*t is really harder? Rest in Peace Stacks, but I see a lot of chinks (Chinx) in his armor You wanna keep goin'? This is me freestylin' I'm not never writin' all the time I do know Queens songs I'm in the club and now your life is on the line! I'm on the sign! I'm on the sign! WHAT!? WHAT!? WHAT!? Yeah! What happened to makin' up words!? This is me! This the new me! Meet the new me! (x3) Listen, everything I'm 'bout to tell in this round, n***a, all of it's true You from Queens, I'm from Queens But once you cross the line, it ain't no such thing as callin' a truce N***as forget where they come from until their jaw get a few If you swing, Don, King Von I'm known to drop Astoria, too (a story or two) PH gave me everything in my career Rest in Peace - that man inspired 'til he died I owe all this to Pumpkinhead, Hollow! You see the fire in my eyes!? No chill! I was cool wit' Conceited, Cortez, Clips You ain't never give me that bro feel Prison Break, 'cause I was Con's brother: Michael Scofield! Look how I map out a body! Stop wit' the silly sh*t Conceited know who Big Queens is, and this ain't really it I'm the one that kept the lights on for my people Aye, Con (Akon), I got the city lit! So don't start wit' them lies When we used to hang out, you ain't even take part in the ride So don't tell me what Chuck tailored (Taylor) or about a Con verse (Converse) if you was just a star on the side This is where Boy Meets World and you just a sick individual You know how many people you betrayed? Cor', E Math used (Cory Matthews) to tell us how much of a FIEND he (Feeny) is 'cause he don't live by the principles (principal) And I been (Ben) Savage Now, in this round, I just ask for one thing, my n***a This game is called "Shut the F**k Up" That mean as long as I'm tellin' the truth, you shut the f**k up Your baby mom kicked you out the crib 'cause you was back on lean N***a, this is the facts That's when you moved in wit' Vic She felt like he was an enabler, so she kept hittin' his jack She said, "Hollow gon' lose his family to drugs" You told Vic, "It's different than that" Then Rob and Duck pulled up to his crib when you ain't deliver them stacks You called the cops, blamed it on him What type of n***a is that? So to save yourself, you threw your mans under the bus And he exterminated you 'cause he don't wanna live wit' a rat! The withdrawals had you pullin' DNA You throwin' up in the crib - it don't get no sicker than that And you banned him from URL - what a vicious attack So don't get on this stage and tell me you got "the spirit of Nipsey Hussle", 'cause we don't wanna listen to that 'Cause the 'Last Time That I Checc'd', it's always these 'Rap N***as' usin' Vic to relapse (Victory Lap)! But we concerned for you, Hollow! Listen, Smack, I know all about addiction I need everybody to join in - it's a open gesture The reality is when a parent has substance abuse, the child gets the addictive personality and can't control the pressure Why you think you see me gamble and battle so much? It was all used as a coping measure On the inside it was hurtin' me, I needed therapy Now when I get on this stage, my demons I show 'em lesser So I know exactly how your son Lennon feels when he in cla** and daddy spaced out the whole semester This for all them nights my daddy put that bottle up and I kept my emotions bottled up So don't tell me that this n***a from Corona Extra I don't punch right now, Hollow! F**k tryna bust ya brain! You once was a standup guy, n***a! Somethin' changed! I know when a man does this much damage to his body, it's 'cause it comes from pain You hear what they out here sayin' about you!? It ain't just a couple claims You know how much you worth!? Not just some f**kin' change! You know how much it hurts to see them put dirt on your brother's name!? You became a jackboy (Jakkboy) Too many red flags wit' ya First Lady sent your relationship up in flames (Flamez) We love you, but we can't trust you And that in itself shows there's somethin' strange Maybe your depression came from our lack of textin' We the ones to blame That's why I'm up here tryna touch a SOUL before the doctor tryna touch a VEIN! This sh*t is tragic The pa**ive-aggressive behavior, I know why he gets erratic I'm just tryna give you the perks (Percs) of the 30 before you get the tablet I wanna take every cup, every bottle out that kitchen cabinet You want a leg up? Then put the lean back like a vintage Maverick! This sh*t is drastic I can't say it slow, I gotta spit it rapid You could have all them fights in your life You ain't gon' show me you tough 'til you kick the HABIT! You ain't NEVER gon' be a man 'til that addiction dies! Are you a rapper or a gangsta- You are MAD! Why y'all so upset!? 'Cause you spittin' on me No, n***a! I'm killin' you! Why you so mad!? Look at him! We never seen him like this! Cap, cap, cap OK, we in L.A., right? Shut the f**k up, n***a- We in L.A., right? We in L.A., right? I don't care where we at We in L.A., right? Look...y'all losin'! Y'all losin'! We in L.A., right? So since we here- that's cool And you are too for talkin' through my round It's- you makin' it look bad for your man (*scoffs*) Please We in L.A., right? Alright, cool...so he forever cappin' Always in drama, but never shootin' and never stabbin' Come to think of it, if it wasn't 'cause of Hollow, the Dizaster and Math beef woulda never HAPPENED! YOU jumped out the window! You can't say it's true! Now we gon' see a tier drop (teardrop) in L.A. like The Game tattoo It's Round 3! It's gettin' hot in here! And y'all know my slogan! (GET HIM THE F**K OUTTA HERE!) Hell no! Get these n***as that think they tough the f**k outta here! Beasley, bring me the n***a wit' the grey hoodie I will get Lux the f**k outta here Time, man!
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