CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Nicky Jam vs. Math Hoffa
We got Nicky Jam versus.....
Don't be confused, we're not rivals or peers
My question though, if this is Legends only, well Math why're you here?
See me? Billboards, platinum record that I wrote for the best
Bro I really had hits, and you? Just a dolce of success
Lemme guess, those bars are nothing new?
I only said those because in my language that means you will always be number two
Who said I can't rap? Well stand back
I'm really famous, this ain't no damn act
I would've sold out this place in seconds, literally Jam packed
Heh, you did this battle for PR? Well that's really dumb
I did this battle for P.R. cause that's where I'm really from
You heard my story? How I had to get off Smack to start pushing through?
Well I heard your story, and you had to get off Smack cause they stopped booking you
So don't try me, or even get in my space
Funny how I take a step back, and nickel B in your face
I will get this bum killed, dump steel
If I pull this trigger, it's a done deal
Don't think cause my name Jam, that my gun will
Speaking of will, you gon' write one when you become a patient for doctors
Also speaking of Will, you saw Bad Boys 3? Well you should know I be hanging with choppers
Cabrón, be grateful for any verse or rhyme that you get
Cause my net worth shows you ain't worth my time on the net
I could teach you about wealth, you lack dollars
Trash Hoffa and you needed some help
I should've put this league on the shelf
But who cares if Math do the talking when my numbers speak for itself
Lemme help you, first get an assistant, invest in your business
After a while, go and measure your interest so you won't be desperate for millions
Look at him, ignoring this whole lecture I'm giving
I could tell Math ain't fit for this type of knowledge, but that's just My Expert Opinion
They told me "Get a ghost writer" to beat him, but I don't need those things
He'd just die by what Nicky did with a pen, I turn this battle into a casino scene
Nicky Jam
Yeah I heard your lecture, now imma put you on a stretcher
You done forced your fate, happy Halloween homie, right now you standing in a monster's face
But you got major fame, congratulations, you made it Nicky
Now you tryna play a role in these lanes? Wap Wap, now you Megan, Nicky
I don't rhyme for clout, this battle rap thing, you wanna try it out?
Well imagine Nick Cannon getting fired, home you Wildin' Out
I'm hungrier, I flew to Miami just to thump witcha
We could've did this big in P.R cause I'm a Punisher
Or bet, we could hop on a jet, go to Choco, I still black in Columbia
It's Brooklyn n***a, any problems? You know we cook them triggers
You said you was hooked on Smack? Well I was on Smack hooking n***as
You got that worldwide fame, but all the street guys, they salute me
Imma be a Bad Boy For Life, so you know you bout to die in this movie
I ride with the toolie, stick up kid, I went craze in the city
Before the chosen of wolves, I was in the bush, waiting to raise with the blickies
My gun got a temper, and he ain't with the friendly play fam
When he's on fire, scar your forehead, I NBA Jam ya
Those rhymes was clean but mine's just mean
I pull a steamer out and make B roll, behind the scenes
Them lies you scream, too soft, ice and cream
Jam a liar, I only see food, you rice and beans
Invest in what? Soon as your cheque get cut, the TEC is up
Ironic you an artist named Nicky, and you extra butt
But I respect it, yup, cause you faced off with the best man
They should've told you to run brother, cause I be the start of your death, Jam (Def Jam)
Hoffa
Don't be confused, we're not rivals or peers
My question though, if this is Legends only, well Math why're you here?
See me? Billboards, platinum record that I wrote for the best
Bro I really had hits, and you? Just a dolce of success
Lemme guess, those bars are nothing new?
I only said those because in my language that means you will always be number two
Who said I can't rap? Well stand back
I'm really famous, this ain't no damn act
I would've sold out this place in seconds, literally Jam packed
Heh, you did this battle for PR? Well that's really dumb
I did this battle for P.R. cause that's where I'm really from
You heard my story? How I had to get off Smack to start pushing through?
Well I heard your story, and you had to get off Smack cause they stopped booking you
So don't try me, or even get in my space
Funny how I take a step back, and nickel B in your face
I will get this bum killed, dump steel
If I pull this trigger, it's a done deal
Don't think cause my name Jam, that my gun will
Speaking of will, you gon' write one when you become a patient for doctors
Also speaking of Will, you saw Bad Boys 3? Well you should know I be hanging with choppers
Cabrón, be grateful for any verse or rhyme that you get
Cause my net worth shows you ain't worth my time on the net
I could teach you about wealth, you lack dollars
Trash Hoffa and you needed some help
I should've put this league on the shelf
But who cares if Math do the talking when my numbers speak for itself
Lemme help you, first get an assistant, invest in your business
After a while, go and measure your interest so you won't be desperate for millions
Look at him, ignoring this whole lecture I'm giving
I could tell Math ain't fit for this type of knowledge, but that's just My Expert Opinion
They told me "Get a ghost writer" to beat him, but I don't need those things
He'd just die by what Nicky did with a pen, I turn this battle into a casino scene
Nicky Jam
Yeah I heard your lecture, now imma put you on a stretcher
You done forced your fate, happy Halloween homie, right now you standing in a monster's face
But you got major fame, congratulations, you made it Nicky
Now you tryna play a role in these lanes? Wap Wap, now you Megan, Nicky
I don't rhyme for clout, this battle rap thing, you wanna try it out?
Well imagine Nick Cannon getting fired, home you Wildin' Out
I'm hungrier, I flew to Miami just to thump witcha
We could've did this big in P.R cause I'm a Punisher
Or bet, we could hop on a jet, go to Choco, I still black in Columbia
It's Brooklyn n***a, any problems? You know we cook them triggers
You said you was hooked on Smack? Well I was on Smack hooking n***as
You got that worldwide fame, but all the street guys, they salute me
Imma be a Bad Boy For Life, so you know you bout to die in this movie
I ride with the toolie, stick up kid, I went craze in the city
Before the chosen of wolves, I was in the bush, waiting to raise with the blickies
My gun got a temper, and he ain't with the friendly play fam
When he's on fire, scar your forehead, I NBA Jam ya
Those rhymes was clean but mine's just mean
I pull a steamer out and make B roll, behind the scenes
Them lies you scream, too soft, ice and cream
Jam a liar, I only see food, you rice and beans
Invest in what? Soon as your cheque get cut, the TEC is up
Ironic you an artist named Nicky, and you extra butt
But I respect it, yup, cause you faced off with the best man
They should've told you to run brother, cause I be the start of your death, Jam (Def Jam)
Hoffa
