Cortez & Math Hoffa vs. Rum Nitty & Ill Will URLtv (Ft. Cortez (Battle Rapper), Ill Will (Battle Rapper), Math Hoffa & Rum Nitty)

[Round 1: Ill Will & Rum Nitty + Both]
[Ill Will] Okay, I hit Roc, Surf on his block
[Rum Nitty] Nah, they switched the bag on us
[IW] Oh, so now it's T-Top and Brizz that get shot
[RN] That was the last option
[IW] Oh, so, now we loadin' up that arsenal for Suge
[RN] Them niggas ran on us
Caught 'Tez when the Mag' sparkin'
[IW] Good, Will huntin' with somethin' to solve that Math problem!
[RN] I spaz on 'em
[IW] Slide by with the mask on 'em
[RN] Let it fly out the Camaro: that shit'll transform him
[IW] I blam on 'em
[RN] While the cam' on you, beam on a can' for you
[IW] Red dot
[RN] Spot you under the eye
[IW] Then it YAM on you! What if it jam on you?
[RN] Still it'll be suicide, I run down on Cort', put the hands on you
[IW] Chopper shred niggas
[RN] It can stop The Blob
Will, I got the scope on this nigga
[IW] Yeah, I got the second in the view: I think I got the job!
[RN] If I cop the heat, he coppin' pleas
[IW] I bet you'll do
[RN] I come across like Ivo with the handle
[IW] Nigga, this trey done made the best look stupid
Tell yo' BITCH-
[RN] Nah, tell yo' muhfuckin' MAMA we want the head
Set up the jaw plan
[IW] I am already set up in his home
[RN] He connected with your broad bands
Deuce deuce, Vienna Sausage: you get the small cans
[IW] Nigga, I'm from Pontiac, Arizona
[RN] What that mean?
[IW] I'm out the Grand Am with the tall can
Nigga I'm good in any hood, I be chillin' wherever
13 in the coldest winters, had that shit in my sweater
[RN] Dome shot, your roof drop, tell 'em to get on my level (GO!)
Caught his ass, body bag: nigga, give me the shovel (GO!)
Get the biggest Beretta (GO!)
You can get it whenever (GO!)
Somethin' loaded shut down the room
[IW] Hold on! Let me get it together!
Math? Cortez strapped? I highly doubt if Cort'll point it
[RN] Nah, them niggas tender
Public defender: I highly doubt if Cort' appointed
[IW] WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?! I ain't hear that
[RN] But if the beef brew, and I'm there in eight
[IW] Hold on: he said, "If the beef brewin' you gotta let that marinate"
I'm at Cortez mama house like-
[RN] "Ven aqui!"
[IW] They say Math tough: well, show a nigga
[RN] Then I see
You press charges on niggas
[IW] But if I catch him, and the judge in chambers, I'mma put Handz on Math in court
[RN] That's why I'm in NY, B
[IW] We killin' you niggas
[RN] And you can't keep it real yourself
[IW] Any ill will toward Rum and Ill
[RN] You gon' have to kill yourself!