[Round 1: Murda Mook]
Now I know y'all confused like, "What's up with this picture?"
Cause y'all like, "Aight, we know Mook, but who the fuck is this nigga?"
I ain't even pick this fight either, if that's what you thinkin'
Truth about it is, this lil nigga asked for this spankin'
I was supposed to battle 'Trashidy' for one hundred thousand
He said 'no' to a hundred grand and couldn't sell one hundred albums
Next nigga they threw in my face was Reed Dollaz
That was for twenty five grand, I said, "Let's do it, no problem."
Soon as it was time for him to sign that sheet
Ask anybody in his city, they couldn't find him for a week
I was on every nigga line in Philly
His management, his mans and shit, EA's, Tech 9's, Gilly's
When we finally got a hold of him, through all the litigation
We like, "We wanna know the verdict shorty, you got niggas waitin'."
He said, "My answers no. I ain't scared, its just I'm sayin'
If I do take a L it will fuck up my situation."
I got an independent deal Mook, I'm trying to make a hit
I got an album coming' *CLICK* I don't wanna hear that shit
I was stuck like, "What the fuck? I gotta get this pay
Like twenty five K on the way? No fuckin' way."
I get a call the next day, heard this nigga wanna play
Okay, we did the contract signing and what not
And that's how y'all sittin' here lookin' at 'Yung Twat'
I know I said I'm retired, I'm apologizing to my fans
But for twenty five grand ... I figure'd you'd understand
But damn, I'm in a loose-loose situation
Because I'm Murda Mook and he the third string replacement
Y'all expecting me to kill 'em, y'all don't know he could rap
Whatever's lower than a underdog ... he lower than that
So when he do spit his shit and say something okay-ish
It’s goin' sound ten times better, cause its going against the greatest
I do think I'm the greatest - I believe in the hype
That's why every time you hear me, I compare me to Mike
Example: Remember AI crossed Mike out his sneakers?
It seemed so much worse cause we ain't think Mike had a weakness
Off of that one move A.I. got his fame
They forgot Jordan had 35 and still won that game
Dig what I'm sayin'? [?]
When we was young, he was a bum - no pants and no hobbies
Dirty clothes, lice all in his hair, his nose snotty
Bitches wouldn't even touch him, said he had the cooties
Niggas'll snatch his hat off his head and play saluchi
On the basketball court, he was pussy - small cat
They take his rock, he turn Ricky like, "Gimmie my ball back."
If you had Dough Boy you couldn't get your ball back
You goin' forever be a son - you should live in a ball sack
And don't talk about all your AKs, ARs
And shotgun, MAC 10's, nines that you spray off
Gimme a metaphor, punchline - you ain't never done crime
Word is, he had an encounter with one time ... one time
And it isn't from no gunnin' or bussin' the shot
Its cause he ain't go to court for a summance he got
You not a don, red and white octagon, STOP!
This is not who you are-
Now I know y'all confused like, "What's up with this picture?"
Cause y'all like, "Aight, we know Mook, but who the fuck is this nigga?"
I ain't even pick this fight either, if that's what you thinkin'
Truth about it is, this lil nigga asked for this spankin'
I was supposed to battle 'Trashidy' for one hundred thousand
He said 'no' to a hundred grand and couldn't sell one hundred albums
Next nigga they threw in my face was Reed Dollaz
That was for twenty five grand, I said, "Let's do it, no problem."
Soon as it was time for him to sign that sheet
Ask anybody in his city, they couldn't find him for a week
I was on every nigga line in Philly
His management, his mans and shit, EA's, Tech 9's, Gilly's
When we finally got a hold of him, through all the litigation
We like, "We wanna know the verdict shorty, you got niggas waitin'."
He said, "My answers no. I ain't scared, its just I'm sayin'
If I do take a L it will fuck up my situation."
I got an independent deal Mook, I'm trying to make a hit
I got an album coming' *CLICK* I don't wanna hear that shit
I was stuck like, "What the fuck? I gotta get this pay
Like twenty five K on the way? No fuckin' way."
I get a call the next day, heard this nigga wanna play
Okay, we did the contract signing and what not
And that's how y'all sittin' here lookin' at 'Yung Twat'
I know I said I'm retired, I'm apologizing to my fans
But for twenty five grand ... I figure'd you'd understand
But damn, I'm in a loose-loose situation
Because I'm Murda Mook and he the third string replacement
Y'all expecting me to kill 'em, y'all don't know he could rap
Whatever's lower than a underdog ... he lower than that
So when he do spit his shit and say something okay-ish
It’s goin' sound ten times better, cause its going against the greatest
I do think I'm the greatest - I believe in the hype
That's why every time you hear me, I compare me to Mike
Example: Remember AI crossed Mike out his sneakers?
It seemed so much worse cause we ain't think Mike had a weakness
Off of that one move A.I. got his fame
They forgot Jordan had 35 and still won that game
Dig what I'm sayin'? [?]
When we was young, he was a bum - no pants and no hobbies
Dirty clothes, lice all in his hair, his nose snotty
Bitches wouldn't even touch him, said he had the cooties
Niggas'll snatch his hat off his head and play saluchi
On the basketball court, he was pussy - small cat
They take his rock, he turn Ricky like, "Gimmie my ball back."
If you had Dough Boy you couldn't get your ball back
You goin' forever be a son - you should live in a ball sack
And don't talk about all your AKs, ARs
And shotgun, MAC 10's, nines that you spray off
Gimme a metaphor, punchline - you ain't never done crime
Word is, he had an encounter with one time ... one time
And it isn't from no gunnin' or bussin' the shot
Its cause he ain't go to court for a summance he got
You not a don, red and white octagon, STOP!
This is not who you are-
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