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[Round 1: Hollow Da Don] I said, I wanna start this battle sayin' "I apologize I'm sorry Math. I fucked up. Bottom line I failed you as a gangsta. It was hard, I really tried But I got tired of wearin' them big ass clothes and I couldn't smile." You asked when I changed, February 14, 2014 I had a child So I'm sorry Math, it's over it's done Loyalty Over Money, to Math means puttin' Math over my son It's dumb But you gon' stand up here and say I ain't do right by you Cause I seen shit goin' left and skkkkrt, made a right by you Now I gotta sit up here and listen to disses that write by you? Right By you approachin' me in Houston I could've found the right bayou To leave you in with Dizaster right by you! Y'all both ugly 'bout that fight my dude But it wasn't until he battled in Toronto I said, "Oh, time to intervene. It's on the east coast. Cortez on the card. You gon' be with the team." It's by home and ironically that fits the scheme Cause Diz was in the strike zone and you didn't swing You've been playin' this tough shit for over ten years my nigga, that's what you really get Accept your karma, it was a Dose of somethin' Serius! Little bitch, little bitch, little bitch, little bitch I know when you like when I steal ya shit Cause that's exactly how you been actin' ever since Dizaster when in ya shit I'm feelin' Wavy and me no like That beefs so old it got e.coli But Math hold, he still wanna rap beef Math old, he still come to events actin' super street So when I found out I had to do this, a tear almost ran past my cheek Cause when ya dawg get old...you gotta put his ass to sleep So fuck Math, you ain't gotta be my friend Math You 'bout to get 3 by 10, and after this I'ma be locked in a 3 by 10 I know the measurements off but y'all ain't never seen my pen' I'm with all of the action, once I level up, if ya bars isn't matchin' It's guaranteed to get ugly, that's just the law of attraction Nigga this how you talk to a has-been Aye Math, is it lonely down there? He like, "Yeah, yeah, yeah Everybody call Hollow the GOAT, Goat, goat" It's not fair boy, before I knew you I did 106, Fight Klub but he think Grind Time how I got here Well then think my Illmac battle cause I came in top tier (tear) Nigga I got a giant Rocket So big Hakeem couldn't try to block it Or find an object, cut Math just to make a science project Then keep {three stabbing motions} pokin' at him, the knife's obnoxious Nigga matter of fact, this battle don't make sense to me It's like challenging Daylyt to a spelling bee Or seein' ARP seven deep at Born Legacy I said {record scratching} let's start takin' it back What if Jones never ad libbed- {record scratching again} Let's start takin' it back What if Jones never ad libbed while he rapped? What if Dose never had on a hat? Would Math be where he's at? At the bottom of the barrel to scratch All them tails out the barrel to scratch is exactly why you there where you at Takin' who cares type of match While everything they for us (forest) fire, I'm just baring (bearing) the facts "Aye Math! I'll be down there in five years, you want me to bring somethin' back?" {Airplane noise} Damn your career done came and went Y'all don't ever wanna be that Asian kid against Floyd at the main event The nigga that used to punch niggas, what's his name again? Math Hoffa Been carryin' his ego so long he got...back problems And bad posture, Math's a bitch Type to eat Bonnie's ass and let his kids drink after him Math is sick Known in the battle world as Dizaster's bitch Heheheh, I rhymed "bitch" twice But I know y'all want me to get personal, right? Like y'all want me to stand up here and tell y'all shit about his personal life Alright well, Math's a Newport smoker But when he's broke he smokes Blacks & Milds, so Math is a Black & Mild smoker, just ask around Math passed out razors at my Big T battle, you know fake crazy tryin' to bluff It's funny passed razors to Verb and Cal' and them the next two niggas that lined you up No bars about cuttin' class, the gem split him, y'all gon' see double Math Aye Verb a nigga, hand ARP his other half Nigga I'll Chi Ali ya and I'll leave ya with Aaliyah He like, "You got any idea how to get outta here?" like IKEA I know he gon' diss me for LOM He's wearin' fake LOM by the way He's wearin' fake LOM under that He's gonna diss me for LOM but that ain't what I got on I switched it cause I'm dippin' in HiddenLabelClothing.com Now here's a preview of his next round He's gon' be like, "You ain't loyalty bro Hidden Label? You can't even be loyal to clothes! Mike Zombie 'Started From The Bottom' that how-" Look, don't mention Mike Zombie, he 26 and makin' hits with OVO music crazy Makes ya boy wonder (Boi-1da) how you 40 and ain't been producin' lately I was born on the same day as Rakim that's why they said I was dope So two fingers ring or let 'em hang, you gon' remember the rope I accomplished my 90's goal, that was to never be broke Or be a Math, a grown man still livin' at home Damn Math, well matter of fact you live on the road Fuck NYB, nah I ain't gonna say that I fuck wit' NYB that's my niggas you see him Plus he got the new clique, Spanish/Raggaeton, it's NYBN Y'all see him? I know you gon' diss me but that ain't what I got on I switched it cause I'm dippin' in HiddenLabelClothing.com [Round 1: Math Hoffa] I'm 'bout to show y'all what a don is This little nigga think he's sparin' wit' me Nigga you should just throw in the towel, save all your apologize please Cause right now I'm feelin' like Drago, 'bout to show him that he's outta his league Since shit got Rocky wit' son cause he ain't follow the Creed I feel like Hollow should bleed So I'm out for the kill Shotgun to his chest BAOW! Make him hollow for real Plan A: I'ma destroy Hollow with skill Plan B: Baby they gon' have me out on the pill First I wanna get one thing clear You said, you wouldn't battle Dizaster 'til he shot me the fair Is this motherfucker deaf? Can this motherfucker hear? You said, you wouldn't battle DIzaster 'til he shot me the fair And that's exactly the reason that got Hollow right here Now I don't wanna leave none of y'all confused If you came here for some rappity raps, see your way out the back, this ain't the one for you But for the rest of y'all that like that real shit, this gon' be fun for you I'ma talk to this nigga the way I wanted to Hollow, what's up wit' you? I had genuine love now I don't fuck witchu Too many sucker moves I'm uncomfortable After that Boston shit, I had enough of you You couldn't tell me Diz' was comin' through? And you tried to apologize? Why? That make it fuckin' cool? You knew for like a month or two Said he called and I was duckin' you You right, cause you a bird ass nigga I saw the duck in you Donald or Daffy, either one'll do Cause he complied with Diz's needs (Disney) and didn't warn a brother (Warner Brothers) so now it's fuck you too You fuckin' Goof, let me remind you of somethin' Before you met me I was grimy for nothin' Type to line up your cousin Look at my timeline, violent concussions Before you battlin' Joe [?] was fine for discussion I was 'Hammer Time' I got other rappers lined up for buttons (Buddens) I'm from Brooklyn nigga We run Rikkers and up north You from Queens but you act like a queen, nigga you butt soft I give him a knot, make his head look Prego if he want sauce So work to Roc, knock that Luigi mustache clean the fuck off Who you playin' wit? I know you was about that life, I told you, "Stay legit." You ain't never had to take a trip Try to make a potato fit, find out after the baow the potato don't even make a dif' [?] man down, shell cases and mad potato's bits My dawgs that rep that red nose, Hoffa be down to shake for his My niggas that rep that blue nose, mama Hoffa done raised a Pit Check my pedigree Nigga I be cool where it's dumb hot Chillin' wit' the niggas that run blocks Me and you? We not the same In Coney Island a couple gun shots made you run blocks and cannonball yo' ass off of some dock That's real facts I know the shit is surprisin' It's hard to picture the Dininon d-d-divin' But in Coney Island we had issues Hollow heard and with all his pride he came out to the water ride...and ended up on a water ride But, all aside, what the fuck can you say about that? Let's be frank, the ocean? Ain't nothin' straight about that But wait wait, you gon' play me like Pat? "Oooh, I get in that ass, that's colon Bbbbrrt, K's that's Nolan" I pull out the strap BAP BAP BAP! They like, "Where Hollow at?" "I'm right here in the ocean...back strokin'!" I'ma keep it real, can I keep it real? Look, I just came out here to clown this nigga Really I ain't out to win I knew you wasn't a real nigga, know how? Cause he know how to swim In all his clothes too, nigga lost a whole shoe He was drenched, seaweed was hangin' out his pocket, look, look I ain't gon' hold you We all been in scary situations that made us do some dumb shit But that one slip, showed me under pressure...you gon' jump ship So meet my nigga Splish Splash Splish Splash AKA Nigel Bennett Even for a light skinned dude this guys too timid Mr. Bennett you pussy, don't nobody want ya kind of friendship Cause if you catch beef thinkin' Nigel gon' be ridin' wit' it And niggas press him like, "That's ya guy. If you lie you get it." You know what he gonna say? "My name's Bennett. And I ain't did it." And I'm offended, cause I use to ride for ya bitch ass If we would've caught whoever beat up ya sister, they would've been stabbed I never hated on you, I applauded you gettin' big bags I even stood behind you in battles like, "Yeah! Get him Splish Splash!" But now I gotta spank this bitch, but first I wanna say, "Thanks for this." And for the record, I never asked or expect you to do no gangsta shit I relationship was like Banks and Fif's He had them dope lines, get it? I had that street cred, A1, he got co-signed wit' it Grind Time was goin' bankrupt, he needed a home If niggas wanted to check him on my account they left him alone (a loan) You didn't need any APR, my status gave you equity First Smack deposit this delinquent seen (delinquency), he was in debt to me And how you pay that back? You withdrew on a war soldier So now it's fuck saving bonds, we just standin' here for closure (foreclosure) So how you wanna rap? I can give you real life and some bars wit' that 15 I was hidin' AK's behind my mommy back Young nigga, robbin' e'rything like nothin' wrong wit' that Lumberjack, choppers that bark, just give us all we ask (axe) Snooze boy I pull bloody moves before that Cardi rap Speakin' of Cardi, my shit real, these niggas Barbie acts Bitch I'll hit yo' head wit' the pump, make you Minaj wit' that A strap on yo' chin with high points, give you a party hat You don't want no part of that Razor blade, part ya back Let's see how low I can go before your parts detach You spit them corny raps He throw a hat in the crowd pull another hat out Let's see if you got another head when I spark ya cap Math Hoffa the monster's back! Hoffa! [Round 2: Hollow Da Don] How he ended his round? "Math Hoffa the monster's back" I wanna complement you, this tracksuit is fire, where you 'bought it at LOMclothing.com? Thanks for the plug [Math Hoffa] I'll tell you [Hollow] Now you act like you put in work for my sister, but in the face off I proved that ain't hold no weight So in actuality, the Jackson family, cause everybody knows (nose) it's fake That's rebuttal one, I need y'all motherfuckers wait A prisoner on escape nigga I'm punchin' out the gate If y'all believe I got shot at on a ship or somethin', then that's the dumbest of notions Are you sure (shore)? How do I go from the ground and just jump in the ocean Then in the face off you said I stole ya shit {To Math's entourage} Can you tell them, "Shut up"? I need some bars Math, give it up Put ya hands up, nah cause hands down they gon' give it up Yeah I stole ya shit bitch...nigga what? It was premeditated to flip ya stuff It was a sign that 3 16's gon' zip you up Nigga fuck you, fuck what John John say, I do shit the Don way Face shot, have Math rappin' like Conway I just stole my own shit, now bitch what you gon' say? I'll leave Math stretched out with his feet up it's been a long day His fire battle was Iron Solomon The joints with Rex? They was all cool But them big Summer Madness stages, even ya pet agree (pedigree), ya dawg food Ya karma startin' to show in ya battles Math, stop actin' like a hard goon But he's so negative, he only develops in a small room You're just a human in an immortal war, stuck at a portal door actin' hardcore When bar for bar I could pull your whole record like Nardwuar We both was in the projects broke, semi-famous on Youtube You thought we was makin' moves moves I seen bigger and you knew so I wasn't disloyal Math, I outgrew you I had to be like, "Fuck that nigga and his crew too There go Murder Mook! Shoot! There go Jones. Fuck. Who knew? There go [?]" - you know what? I wasn't disloyal I outgrew you You Bang 'Em Smurf you 50 You Doughboy I'm Ricky You Jojo I'm Diggy You Torey I'm Dri- No, you Drake and I'm Shiggy Cause this once dance almost cost you 250 So who's really loyal? Do y'all remember when I battled overseas, was y'all noticin' Math? Where was he standin'? In the front, close to the pack When I battled Big T, where was he at? In the front, is that holdin' me down or holdin' me back? I'll let y'all decide I guess you had a Phantom out in London that how the boy ride? Because for some reason you Rolls on the wrong side Math you choked so bad out there I damn near wanted to call time So who's really loyal? You made me look bad I put in a word for Battle Of The Brave made sure they gave you a bag and I ain't even brag But Killaz Battle League, you middle man, you ain't plug me with Vlad Knowin' both of y'all snakes was makin' money off ads Who's really loyal? He gon' say I'm disloyal, I'm not LOM and I'ma hoe Y'all know who's really disloyal? His hairline it left you a long time ago Speakin' of long time ago, I had weight nigga and I fronted you, facts You took a month to flip two ounces, nigga ya hustle was wack So I gave him some gems, put a QP in front of him he struggle wit' that He still owe me 4 for 600 it's sad I guess NYB ain't the first time it fucked up the pack And don't have me mention [?] the Cali plug and the two plates you fuckin' thief Because of that he didn't front me P's See how ya actions fuck it up for me? But Math loyalty ain't even fair He be like, "Yo, Subway just fucked up my sandwich, we no longer eatin' there." Nigga the feelin' you got with me, I had with Conceited, yeah When Grind Time start quotin' his words it reemerged When he made it to Wild 'N Out and I asked him to post up a shirt And Conceited said, "No", I said, " Word?" Boy you know I was hurt I was thinkin' about all the times we was low in the dirt Then I thought about dissin' him, but I ain't have enough BITCH in me to go do a verse See we both got them feelings Math, but who notice it first? That's when the growth will occur See, y'all call these "dry spots" but I score with mine You can check points (checkpoints) they don't bored of (boarder) lines So remember I can get super personal, but the devil do dance So don't test me cause I can take it to that level too Math What you tryin' to start? Your career now, Coffee in Green Mile I play a giant part AR 'bout as long as a limb, I'm talkin' Andre The Giant parts Talk heavy get ma buried (Marbury) ya head get a giant part I hate niggas I fire squads I'm talkin' fire, your dialog (you'll die a log) When I am on I am GOD! I know y'all gon' diss me but that ain't what I got on You got LOM but I fuck wit' HiddenLabelClothing.com Plus LOMclothing.com Sno' dat [Round 2: Math Hoffa] This bitch is thirst All them lies 'bout givin' work Talkin' 'bout, "I AM GOD" No you not, you tried walkin' on water and it didn't work But you changed your life, right Hollow? 'I Ain't Mad At Ya' Now we was once two rappers of the same kind Text battles boy you used to get slayed slime You told me "Hollow Be Thy Name" was a great line Then you spit it versus Lux like it ain't mine I knew we grew apart, you probably don't remember I used to fiend for ya sister but never went up in her When you was Gucci soft, but what I truly lost Seein' her walk around the crib in them booty shorts Mm, mm, mm Yo, I'ma keep it real, I was gonna leave this out the rounds But sometimes I used to go knock on ya door...when I knew that you was out town (Ya sister was nice! Whoo How she doin'? You gotta hear this. I wanna keep it real witchu bro. C'mon you gotta hear this. Whatchu want me to say?) She was nice, slim redbone...nice lips Look like she give crazy neck Yo she came out the shower and said, "Hi" to me once, her body smellin' like baby breath Yo I'd be talkin' to Hollow and she'll bend over in the background, that shit used to have me crazy stressed In the gym doin' crazy reps Thinkin' if she gave me sex, boy I'd beat that so bad she'd turn around and take my kids like ACS It's shady, yes If she watchin' right now, I know she's smilin' Pussy gettin' mad wet, like Hollow in Coney Island Yo Splish Splash, Spishy! What are we doin' here? Cause a year ago you was scared My heart's a freezer full of old beef, I don't got no room for fear I had lessons, I learned from my L's and grabbed lessons I'm solid, you’re salad, the doctor's gon' add dressing This fag wrestlin', get in the ring now he hyper Ain't you the one that Roc killed in the ring? Rowdy Piper Yeah, you beat Ars', but ain't matter cause he was punkin' you John John took ya Don status and put a slump in you Now ya name ain't the same and it troubles you Cause Hollow's just a ho and two L's now he owe (O) y'all a W My name should be "Big Facts" I don't care 'bout your angles and how you spin that Cause Hollow points shatter upon impact I'm a father of four and I take care of moms, I keep shit intact I do charities every year for the kids, I even give back You in the hood, your rents $750, what's with the rich act? Duplex, big ass balcony, see where I lived at I went down a scale but still know the ways (weights) so I can give back You sold weed, I sold coke and I was gettin' that But now? I talk to kids in jail, inspire them with a chit chat They can lean on me, the lean on you will get them sent back That's big facts These’s big facts Fame aside, you say that you changed but it ain't the same as I Cause once I elevated, I started changin' lives This lame should die, this whole act is deceiving He’s the biggest snake in that Apple If I snap and just sleep him...ARP stay outta this Won't be no guarding (Garden) from Adam this Eve-ning This gon' be biblical Cause how you livin' is ruthless You think you know a (Noah) nigga 'til the rain come and it give you the deuces But I was clueless But God was wit' me, I ain't see at times This snake couldn't lend me a hand, that's not how he designed At first I was sick about this shit, but now I'm feelin' fine Cause in the Bible, findin' a snake in ya staff is really a healin' sign So I'm ridin' out What the fuck you 'bout to lie about? You gonna tell the fans that I'm dyin' out? Like what? I'ma cry and pout? If that's ya view lil' nigga you still don't know what life's about It don't matter how far you fall it's about how high you bounce Look at me now nigga Yeah I lost some battles but I survived the war Sometimes I just wanted the other half, I was broke and couldn't find a score Personal shit was cloudin' my mind from writin' rhymes and more But you can't judge me for my losses...like you ain't never take a dive before Splish Splash! Splish Splash! Splishy! Splishy! Splishy! [Hollow] “I’m a great swimmer by the way” [Math Hoffa] Ayo Splish Splash, you ain't never rocked wit' the killers The way I'm beatin' this bitch, I could tell you learned a lot from ya sister You thought that you could come out here and get the spot of the realest? I solidified my spot with gorillas and I don't rock wit' you niggas! It's time to purge this nigga, I really wanna hurt this nigga But both feet right through this pussy and breach birth this nigga Twin cannons, squeeze out one clip to murk this nigga Then drop that Iron and pick up the Loaded one and Verb this nigga What I need to beat this coward? These'll make him sleep for hours I could slice him like pizza (Pisa) or turn him to the Leaning Tower Go 'head pussy, throw a punch, I bet I weave and out ya Fuck boy, a bus boy ain't got a cleaner counter Now the knife, that's my wifey My side bitch? She's a Ruge' Whatever wifey fall short at, my side bitch be geeked to do But wifey? She's just rude Cause she don't ever say she's hungry, but she'll still reach over and eat ya food Keep it cool, cause I would hate to take it further, I would hate to hurt ya In battle rap it's finger guns, nigga outside I raise them burners Either way, after killin' yo' ass I might be facin' Murda So let's talk to that nigga Ayo, I know you buns, but let us (lettuce) get this cheese and may yo (mayo) Cause rappin' like that, I'll flame that burger But back to you, you ain't a gat tucker or a cap buster {Argument between the entourages ensues for over two minutes} But back to you, you ain't a gat tucker or a cap buster Steph and Clay as shooters, how does one dunk make you a Splash Brother? Deuce in my boot, I bring it to whatever fool start it Knock at ya door, they come out my shoes like you got new carpet Hollow hit the ground, I'm backin' him down Neighbors heard him scream like bitch, thought he was practicin' rounds I’m clappin' him now Cause really, I can't stand all the fake shit This mag (MAGA) will leave your hat red outta hatred I say shit, it be deep but it sound so basic I said "MAGA" "hat red", "hat red" read out is "hatred" Just face it You don't got bars like that Hollow, do you know what "unilateral" means? Nah, you ain't smart like that So try not to fall asleep, you know his bars type wack And I'll be here next round to bring the bars right back! [Round 3: Hollow Da Don] You get mad at my cousin but that's a real Blood So if I told him "Math have to die" he won't even ask me why He'll just ask the time And when you hear about the murder know how to act surprised Look, I would rebuttal that round, but I wasn't listening half the time [Girl in the crowd] You shoulda! [Hollow] I said before Diz', you had a problem with Smack and you owed that man grands on grands Showed no remorse, can't put another man before the man Goddamn, you actually got banned before the BANNED And my man told me, "Remember who you talkin' to A gangsta that get jumped and his response is to sue." This is big bad Math? The one that get mad when I fronted you bags Of course I made you pump nigga, you ain't never had nothin' on gas A Brooklyn nigga with no bread! A Brooklyn nigga with no bread! A Brooklyn nigga with no bread! But when it come to real drama shit, he fuckin' down Math's the type that's a real ass nigga 'til some hoes come around Then he's switchin' his aura, this nigga done gained 100 pounds What a clown You begged me to be in NYB, but at first I didn't truly see I was like, "Down witcha crew? Sweet." I mean, we knew each other like two weeks On the first week, Math took his course and it was major He's the first rapper to record another rapper askin, "Are we rappers or are we ?” Then he's mad at this rapper for not settin' up another rapper cause you got jumped by a bunch of rappers This all rap shit My nigga we knew each other for a decade and had street dealings Ain't no flaw in none of that shit So if you gotta say "Hollow did this" and "Hollow did that" then that's girl shit Cause if you ain't approach Hollow when he did then it ain't real shit But y'all know what real, to him it's "Get the 9 (mm) and peel" Y'all know what real to me is If ya boy's sittin' inside the cell and don't go to One Time and tell then provide his bail That still applies Cause real to Math is GS9 lettin' they weapons off Real to me is Bobby doin' extra time so Rowdy could get a lesser charge But he gon' say, "But I ain't never change Hollow, I always kept it real." And that's why I agree witchu, you ain't never change Math, you the same person still You know what you ain't change? Your environment, that's why you never made it out You know what else ain't change? Ya attitude, neither did ya bank account He look at change as somethin' bad so I'ma leave you dead how you are Y'all remember what he just said? "I solidify my spot with gorillas..." Which makes sense cause apes never evolved He walk in a room like, "I'm Math Hoffa! I rep the crooks!" I walk in the room like, "I'm Hollow." And you wonder why I get better looks See he the type that'll harm somebody for his lack of communication skills You might as well say, "I kill cause I can't explain the way I feel." Just like with Tax Stone he was in jail when you dissed him, nigga that's my word That was foul But you got a big check comin' once Tax return I said Arian Foster texted me he said, "Both of y'all my guys” So at the end of the battle give him five And remember, an updated truth is just as bad as a lie." That shit hit town I guarantee he watchin' this clip wild Cause he told me this the other night and I'm rappin' 'bout this shit now! See who legendary Math? When you can switch styles mid-round I could've threw in somethin' 'bout Offset and Chris Brown But I'm makin' history, current events ain't how I “Get Down” I'm tired of this shit, this is all personal shit What happened and who's a better lyrically Battle rap is startin' to turn into couples therapy I remember....it's really becomin' a new sport Everybody's peaceful but a few fought Four words Math never wanna hear: [Dizaster sounding guy in the crowd] I'M IN NEW YORK! [Hollow] C'mon Diz'. Yo Diz' come up. Dizaster come up Look at you. Look at you. Look at him. He maaaaaad. He maaaaad [Math] I’m mad he’s not here, I’m mad he’s not here He wouldn't have made it through the door [Hollow] Math like to go into these stories where he talk real vivid About meetin' his homie Randy durin' a killin' Like, "I still got the blood on my Timberlands from when I met him." And real niggas listen like, "Damn, Math out here tellin' all Randy business." And then you ask him what happened he like, "Oh it was a grimy way I had to stake out his house, hide behind the gate." You ask Math the time and date he's like, "It was '98." Then he say, "How you gonna be loyal to yourself?" I'm teachin' self love Math, if you can't be loyal to yourself You can't be loyal to no one else I know y'all wonderin' "Loyalty and business don't mix." Well I'ma show you how that works Like ARP hit me for the Mook battle, what y'all think I did? Called Smack first But Smack can't tell me not to work with you Cause you paid money to feed my family, see that's where it get personal My personal loyalty is Jim Dutch and Friday cause they hold it down My nigga Jim Dutch I know any day I can hit him like, "Yo the rent's up." He like, "Here", that's loyalty over money You gon' respect us and you wanna kick him out the crowd cause you mad Unzip that shows that fake LOM, look at him That's what he got on, but I switched it cause I'm dippin' in HiddenLabelClothing.com [Math] That's it? [Hollow] I'm not going 30 minutes. That's five minutes [Math leans into Hollow and whispers] I guess you really do me a favor huh [Hollow] You're an asshole [Round 3: Math Hoffa] He said this battle gon' be "logic versus emotions" Okay, so let's reverse the stance You rep Loyalty Over Money, being disloyal, don't you hurt your brand? But you said, "There's no loyalty in business." Aight, you used to serve them grams Well hustling's a business, so that tells me at any circumstance That you would even snitch on ya niggas or go and murk ya mans Anyway you play it, your logic just ain't worth a damn Now loyalty, what's loyalty to you? Devotion to something or someone outside yourself Feels good knowin' that you got homies to hear your cries for help People that won't let you die, cause inside they couldn't survive themselves A guy to catch you when you backslide, keep you in mind or health I told you, "Stop drinkin' lean", cause it could take ya life I told you, "Move OT wit' Lennon", so you could raise him right I told you, as far as John John don't even aim to fight Let him create the hype and battle that nigga when the paper's right From the looks of things, nigga I gave you some great advice But let's rewind though, to way before you played this passive shit Used to come to my crib with the gas, a couple of raps to spit We'd talk about life, some nights he even crashed then dipped Y'all heard him yellin' "NYB! Nigga that's the clique!" So what reason was half legit for you to suck Dizaster's dick? Cause you was on my line like, "Fuck them niggas, they need to catch a clip." Now it's karma that I brought on myself? Ain't that a bitch? Well I guess the night John John beat yo' ass, karma was movin' fast as shit Maybe karma heard about him and Lux and said, "That match ups sick I'ma take the day off, go to this face off, maybe catch a pic." Then you swung on John and karma whipped out the badge real quick And gave John John the power to throw you through a glass and crack ya shit Nah nigga, niggas fight everyday B, that ain't it It was that “Bodied” movie, cause DIzaster helped them cast the flick You literally switched up on the set before ya actin' clip Seein' ya man work with the ops will really have you pissed I ain't wanna clap him, just slap him, bloody his faggot lips But Hollow how could I expect the right aid out of an addict? Knowin' you would risk gettin' drugged if someone passed a script This is sad as shit This is sad as shit, cause he was on-line shit poppin' Dissin' Charlie Clips cause he ain't rockin' I'm sittin' back just watchin' Oh you was mad he had them slippers on like it was wrong, now you the nigga that's flip floppin'? It's just shockin' What's up wit' ya pride? If you had any issues wit' me nigga, that ain't somethin' you hide You said you could've talked to me, motherfucker you lied Ya name's Hollow, you not supposed to keep nothin' inside! {Crowd starts chanting 3-0} Nigga, we was “Boyz N The Hood” them NYB days I was Doughboy, a product the streets made You should've been Ricky, cause street wise you need to be sprayed But he jumped out the car in the beef stage And that's ironic that your actions would show that you would be Tre (betray) Hollow come on... your whole motto's a con You pushin' loyalty is like the pope preachin' out the Koran Niggas thought I was emotional "Oh, oh Math don't know how to move on." I'ma chess player, I made Hollow a pawn I knew if I kept pushin' Hollow eventually Hollow respond Cause son'll (sun'll) come up early, get it? Hollow Da Don (dawn) But hold on Hollow, I can't lie nigga, your following's strong Them niggas will follow you anywhere... except to iTunes to download ya songs You ever heard one of Hollow's songs? Yo, yo this be the beat, right? Then after Hollow come on And after awhile this nigga Hollow is GONE So when them pictures of you and Diz' surfaced and they was shoutin' "You wrong" For me it wasn't nothin' outta the norm' Cause I'm used to Hollow losin' track and not ridin' along See y'all see a star Me? I only see the clouds that he form They sayin' "Battle rap's Mook is Jordan and Hollow's Lebron." Now that's relatable, cause on stage he pull the greatest moves then he play it cool But if you on his team, just know you tradeable I felt like Cleveland, in LA niggas made him choose The love is still there, but this chip that I got, really came from you My beef with Dizaster really started with you When you pressed him in New York and I backed you up cause you was part of the crew They set me up in LA, now you call him your dude? Hood rules? I'm supposed to break the jaw of this fool But you know what? I'ma chill Hollow Cause you changed ya life, right? Okay, where's the fuckin' evidence? You ain't hangin' wit' me no more so what? You hangin' wit reverends? Are you Hollow Da Don the entrepreneur makin' moves for the betterment? Or are you a disloyal snake guilty of grand larceny and embezzlement? Let's talk about it I'd like to introduce y'all to Rob and Duck These are the co-owners of LOM The investors that helped start it up Now the irony of all this stuff is Rob and Duck Are the two niggas that believed in Hollow before he robbed and ducked See, Hollow was runnin' the company, but he was fuckin' shit up Not payin' taxes, just runnin' amok So Rob started checkin' the books thinkin' somethin' was up First thing he discovers is what? It seems Hollow's cut wasn't enough This fuck boy was stealin' from his partners tryin' to cover it up Let's play “Swear To God” Hollow... That Audi that you love to brag about didn't come from Rob Swear to God that you not a thief Swear to God that you not a rat Swear to God it ain't your signature on these paperwork that you stole and you'd pay him back Swear to God this ain't the facts You like to talk like you makin' money, well that's cool If none of this is true, take these papers from me Okay, we'll just say today you've been served For months you talkin' 'bout you elevated nigga How you elevated nigga? Look how you livin' nigga The first time you stole from 'em you gave 'em your word That you would pay it back so they told you only scrape up a third But that was a mistake, cause they let you outta the trap They ain't realize they was housing a rat You knew where the cheese was and you knew how to come back So when the company started doin' good and makin' mountains of stacks Hollow turned Thanos and cleaned out the accounts with a snap What the fuck fuck?! Nigga how you rob Rob and duck Duck? If you would've stole $50,000 from me, nigga you'd be more than fucked up But this is what you talkin' 'bout? I'm mad at your elevation? You out here stealin' from niggas with families and what? It's a celebration? You didn't even think about the safety of Lennon Cause if you would've stole from me and I couldn't find you, that's the next place that we headin' So Rob got mad, he just wanted to pop on him Went to Florida, pulled up to his crib and got the drop on him Hollow ran left his sons and his moms to take a shot for him Then he called up talkin' tough tellin' Rob to have his Glock on him And then what you do after that bitch nigga? You called the cops on him What happened to you man?! What happened to you bro? You doin' all this frontin', turns out you ain't loyal to nothin' But Loyalty Over Money, that ain't a brand you should rep, nigga you foo foo It's cool dude, cause guess who's the newest partner with you too? Yeah nigga, I'm makin' it mine You ain't seen the other papers I sign So everything that you doin' now, all the money you makin' is fine But after that court date make sure you make my payments on time And while you standin' here tryin' to get it all straight in ya mind We already collaborated, y'all can check out LOM's latest design But wait, it's-now it's HiddenLabelClothing, right? With Mike Zombie, who put the bread in nigga? Okay you went from pushin' loyalty to a hidden agenda I get it nigga Yo Mike, if you watchin' check your accounts and your credit nigga Cause chances are he's only workin' with Zombie cause he's so used to deadin' niggas Look Hollow, this what you gon' do, right You gon' get them hard workin' brothers back they money and save ya life As far as our relationship goes, if you wanna make it right There's two things you can do: give me DIzaster's home address and tell your sister come to my crib so she can take this pipe Other than that, don't be worried what I got on But if you is worried, LOMClothingStore.com Hoffa!