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Hollow Da Don vs. Mackk Myron
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Rare Breed Entertainment
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They say Hollow god-tier Well, it’s time to get that fire burnin’ I be killin’ n***as from up top: I’m Remy in Higher Learning I’ll come to your state, n***a, and do your whole family wrong Start clappin’ sh*t, I Black, Brotha like Angie Stone You pu**y, n***a Let me show you how this toy work The clip...longer than a Franchise Boyz shirt Tell Hollow I’ll put him in his f**kin’ place The Dinininon’ll get shididi-shot in the f**kin’ face! His name Nigel Bennett I take the hand on Nigel, bend it Look, Nigel, I been it I be clownin’ on n***as, Nigel: I been It I come for respect A couple eject, watch him vanish His name Hollow - what the f**k you expect!? I did my research, that n***a whole life sorry I’m sellin’ drugs your mother Will cop like Mike Lowery Plenty smoke: lots of Marleys Choppers out: lots of Harleys He a snitch, it get hot, dog talkin’: Sausage Party I’m in Queens, f**kin’ sh*t up Made his whole set slide Oh, he was scared when I pulled up, like Jody when he caught Snoop in Yvette ride I’ll spark sh*t, get the lowest (Lois): Clark Kent If not? Caitlyn Jenner: your head’ll part, b*t*h! Loso a faggot, and Hollow? A f**kin’ j*rk I hold the shotty and keep pullin’ ‘til it f**kin’ j*rk Shoot through your b*t*h door - (*chk-chk*) BOW! - her stomach burst Watch y’all scream Jaheim: I Put That Woman First Your tee bloody, shirt sticky: Buttersworth Sticks with beams come wit’ the Ray like Shuttlesworth A couple squirt I’ll put a bullet in your Mother Earth Hollow, if I go upstairs, I’ll bring the hand-me-down like your brother shirt Yo’ best verses couldn’t beat my past sh*t I swear to God I bought a L.O.M. shirt to wipe my ass wit’! Glocks, MACs, TECs, I’m holdin’ ‘em all I’ll nail Hollow wit’ one of these hammers and put a hole in the wall YakTown in this b*t*h ARP hit me for RBE, he said, “Who gon’ D-I-E?” IDC, for the smoke I’ll P-O-P Tell them n***as don’t DM me They must be on DMT They’d get DDT’d like DDP I LOL, then OMG BRB...Chef, this sauce is from KFC This before you knew your ABCs FYI, you’d be DOA - I have my n***as from the A OD Don’t play wit’ me I don’t even leave evidence, I don’t even like to print You receive medicine, I write in scripts Time to get it filled These are the bars you can’t get in a pill But that been a drill (Benadryl) compared to a Perc’ 10-a-mill’! I can’t tell you how I really feel But for some reason, I feel like I’m gettin’ a little Ill I wanna tell Will thank you You heard that last scheme? You see how we filmin’ this? I’m usin’ some ill angles I had to start off playing wit’ the letters: it’s not wit’ Scrabble Mackk, you’ll get a band (BANNED) from URL: it’s not a battle These thousand-dollar n***as swear they got me rattled Well, here’s where I talk straight Luke So many whips, you could tape Roots Bread so old, you could make hooch! Y’all the type that act like you only grew up playin’ SMACK and only played Mook When yo’ ass prob’ly grew up off of Frankie Wapps and Jaze Juice But I hate white rappers wit’ your images That’s funny, ‘cause you from Michigan and your initials is M and M (Eminem)...coincidence? Well, we’re both in different races ‘Cause while you waitin’ on your stimulus check, I’m out here stimulatin’! While you’re at the pharm’ gettin’ meds, I’m meditatin’ Your career’s dead ‘cause ain’t no dedication! You been takin’ Ls ‘cause ain’t no elevation! That’s why I ignored you half this time and spit half the rhymes for Ill I mean, I know you f**k wit’ the Yak (‘gnac), but you shoulda never got behind the Will (wheel), mothaf**ka...
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