[Round 1: Math Hoffa]
Look, before I start I want to say, that I was never proud of what happened between me and Dose
And that's why we here today. To do this for hip hop. Aight
He still look like a sucka!
A stupid motherfucker right!?
He the type to put his hat brim in ya face and start a fucking fight
Well I never been a pussy nigga, tell me what it's like
Fronting like you hard, then running for ya fucking life
Cause when these Philly niggas see the iron
You gon see enough bodies on the ground to fill them coffins that FEMA hiding
You think he a gangsta go watch the fucking tube
So they can see we fold you up like I was cuffing Tru's
Some of y'all new that battle I wasn't fucking cool
Until a hat brim in ya face and it's touching you
Real niggas respect niggas space or its bust a move
Get ya shit rocked like a thrift shop its nothing new
I'm from Brooklyn no work then we go to rob
And take ya work, BIG BANG! Off the word of God
Light switch turn em off we turn to Mike Vick
Cause we come back around with them same numbers Like we ain't murder dog
Go ahead and talk hard, we know you ain't about to flip Remember when "Chill dog, I'm only 19." was coming out ya lips?
I could just give you some bars and get you out this bitch
But you the one who broke our agreement and Smack can vouch for this
Now you here on this stage, you must've upped ya luck
You lost on 106 three times cause you fucking suck
Haters said you gave me the shine, I'm like "Enough's enough"
You bout to feel my hardest punchline like when I fucked you up
Now this next her is gon crush ya core
I pushed you off the stage and ran behind you to fuck you up some more
I said "Get outta my face" he said "what's up than dawg?" Tech 9 when its check time, another fucking fraud
This battle rap shit there ain't no competitors
Y'all seen how I was slaying the predator
I'm better than you I be the best 'fore I D-I-E
And I ain't falling back again ghost of B-I-G
No possession shit
Unless we talking a weapon that I done crept in with
Get off the handle than it's the handle I teach the lesson with
Shit is deep they thought Polo got murked off
But I'm the one URL chaps got ya birth off
There's two types of niggas in life
The niggas that find bitches and fuck em and the niggas that.... trust 'em
Who grind riches from nothing and the niggas that's suffering
Behind hiccups is bustin and the niggas that's duckin
The niggas who pop shit versus the niggas that snuff em
Yo my original verse was like a prophecy
An ill introduction to the to the realest two gorillas Hoffa live it, they fronting
If you came here to fight, let's skip thru the bluffin'
I punch a hole thru this bird and get a fist full of stuffing
I told you give me my space, you said "Let's get it, it's nothing"."
You disrespectful so I checked you..... end of discussion
HOFFA!
Look, before I start I want to say, that I was never proud of what happened between me and Dose
And that's why we here today. To do this for hip hop. Aight
He still look like a sucka!
A stupid motherfucker right!?
He the type to put his hat brim in ya face and start a fucking fight
Well I never been a pussy nigga, tell me what it's like
Fronting like you hard, then running for ya fucking life
Cause when these Philly niggas see the iron
You gon see enough bodies on the ground to fill them coffins that FEMA hiding
You think he a gangsta go watch the fucking tube
So they can see we fold you up like I was cuffing Tru's
Some of y'all new that battle I wasn't fucking cool
Until a hat brim in ya face and it's touching you
Real niggas respect niggas space or its bust a move
Get ya shit rocked like a thrift shop its nothing new
I'm from Brooklyn no work then we go to rob
And take ya work, BIG BANG! Off the word of God
Light switch turn em off we turn to Mike Vick
Cause we come back around with them same numbers Like we ain't murder dog
Go ahead and talk hard, we know you ain't about to flip Remember when "Chill dog, I'm only 19." was coming out ya lips?
I could just give you some bars and get you out this bitch
But you the one who broke our agreement and Smack can vouch for this
Now you here on this stage, you must've upped ya luck
You lost on 106 three times cause you fucking suck
Haters said you gave me the shine, I'm like "Enough's enough"
You bout to feel my hardest punchline like when I fucked you up
Now this next her is gon crush ya core
I pushed you off the stage and ran behind you to fuck you up some more
I said "Get outta my face" he said "what's up than dawg?" Tech 9 when its check time, another fucking fraud
This battle rap shit there ain't no competitors
Y'all seen how I was slaying the predator
I'm better than you I be the best 'fore I D-I-E
And I ain't falling back again ghost of B-I-G
No possession shit
Unless we talking a weapon that I done crept in with
Get off the handle than it's the handle I teach the lesson with
Shit is deep they thought Polo got murked off
But I'm the one URL chaps got ya birth off
There's two types of niggas in life
The niggas that find bitches and fuck em and the niggas that.... trust 'em
Who grind riches from nothing and the niggas that's suffering
Behind hiccups is bustin and the niggas that's duckin
The niggas who pop shit versus the niggas that snuff em
Yo my original verse was like a prophecy
An ill introduction to the to the realest two gorillas Hoffa live it, they fronting
If you came here to fight, let's skip thru the bluffin'
I punch a hole thru this bird and get a fist full of stuffing
I told you give me my space, you said "Let's get it, it's nothing"."
You disrespectful so I checked you..... end of discussion
HOFFA!
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