Murda Mook - Murda Mook vs Iron Solomon lyrics

[Round 1: Murda Mook] Yo boy I know you from somewhere maybe I'll figure it out in my next round I know y'all all confused like "What's up with this picture?" Cause y'all like, "Aight we know Mook, but who the f** is this n***a?" Nah, we all know who Iron Solomon is, the Iron Solomon kid the math/Math wiz Who can multiply, add, subtract fractions Without a calculator and his calculations be 100% accurate I'm not talking 'bout that sh** I know y'all all confused like, "What's up with this picture/" Cause y'all like, "Aight, Mook said he retired. What the f** is up with this n***a? I mean, first it's 25K or it's 50,000 downloads in a day Now we know he ain't get the 50 in a day that's a fact Wait, he must've got that 25,000 from Smack." I dunno, let's take a vote What you feel? No? What you feel? No? You see Smack, I knew the public wouldn't believe that Give Mook no 25,000 we all seen you tweet that Matter of fact, take y'all Twitters out, relapse, read back, you gon' see that He said, "Mook is a legend son. He did so much for me, Smack But son, giving him 25 grand, sh** I just can't see that." So imagine how that make me feel Coming from a n***a you come up with from the gutter You say "Mook" you say "Smack", you say "Smack" you say "Mook" n***a we made our name off of each other Plus I ain't get a dollar off none of them DVDs you sold to these motherf**ers So to hear him say that I knew exactly how Able must've felt about his brother Now n***as got the nerve to say, "Mook asking for 25K. He a s**a." Well so what?! Ever since I battled Yung Hot and they didn't give that doe up I said I'm overcharging n***as for what they did to the Cold Crush But we back cool, right Smack? So I'ma let the cat out the bag I know what I'm about to say gon' make a lot of these battlers mad Eh Solomon, what they gave you? Ten? They gave Jones ten too right? So both y'all n***as add up y'all half that be exactly what they gave me n***a $20,000 in cash And Calicoe said, "Mook coming back cause his career's on the decline." My answer is "No." Calicoe, Mook coming back cause I know platinum artists that don't get 20 grand for a show I didn't come here to talk a whole lot of popping tools and how many guns I'ma use Solomon, I came here to strip every piece of integrity outta you And break you down to your last molecule Now at first, it appeared to be a curse These battle rap n***as taking shots at me But then I got to see there was a gift inside it Because now, everything you got to say to me has already been acknowledged These n***as already know I played ball They already know I went to college They already heard about a Math story that was clearly one sided They ran into the ground I'm Ruff Ryding But I have yet to drop an album, sh** Thanks to these n***as your whole Arsonal is public knowledge To be blatantly honest I'm anxious to see what kind of fly sh** you gon' pull out the closet See, if I was you I would joke about my moms being on crack when I was young I would joke about me waiting by the door for my pops but my pops never come I would joke about me having no heat, having to go to sleep in one bed with four children But see that wouldn't be smart of you Solomon Cause then you would be dissing damn near every motherf**er in this building Early in his career, we overlooked a lot of sh** cause sh** he looked like MC Serch And he was scrawny But I'ma tell you a secret that most of us have been keeping n***a you are tight roping...a thin line...between being funny and being corny Example He told Ness his breath smelled like Bigfoot's dick Now I don't know which part I'm more uncomfortable with The fact that you thought it was clever to rap about a character that's on some fictional sh** Or the fact that you thought it was cool to rap about a character that's fictional's dick And then y'all minds should pose another question, if y'all ain't that type Where would your face have to be in order to know what a n***as dick smells like? See you remind me of MC Gusto if he was white You don't care if you're forgiven He will do or say anything, I mean anything if it means he'll fit in Example again then He told Ness, in 33 AD Jesus and Judas died So in his 33 year E. Ness gets crucified That sh** sounds cool but you Jewish, right? So why would you try to insult our intelligence? n***a Jews study the Torah Jesus don't appear until The New Testament See, you a f**ing fraud Matter of fact, Jews don't even believe Jesus is the son of God So here's a n***a that will go against his religion to win a battle, that's scary and that's f**ing odd But see, I know what happened He figures since most of us believe in Jesus he would use him to adapt to his demographic But that's blasphemous You gave every rabbi in this world yo' a** to kiss And your family ain't reprimand you so they just as bad for this I hope y'all all go to Hell and have to walk around with gas shoes You ain't got no f**ing right to be exploiting Christ You and your family Moissanites Y'all are some FAKE ASS JEWS! Listen, let me point out some sh** he do for security Little tactics to distract y'all from noticing his lack of lyrical ability He tells a lot of jokes in funny octaves And at the end of his bars to make him sound hard he raise his voice But you don't really be doing nothing but making noise I bet the students in your cla** wanted to beat you to d**h Cause it's obvious to [?] to the teacher, he was the pet You know that n***a, you KNOW that n***a That be crouching all on the desk With his arm like this trying not to let n***as cheat off his test Til one day he got proud and tried to walk in with his gla**es and pad The bully said, "Nah n***a." They dragged him to the back of the cla** He said, "Alright guys I just wanna do my work and actually pa**." "Now shut the f** up and add up this math!" Now let this round conclude You a fake Jew, you s** Bigfoot's dick, you a fraud Man this sh** is incredible cuz But we can't blame him cause that's what that nose medicine does I guarantee that if Dave Chappelle and Rick James were right here professing to cuz They'll be telling him what? Cocaine (is a helluva drug!) Easy n***a! [Round 1: Iron Solomon] I don't know what E. Ness was talking about before But I AM bout to rap 'bout the background and origin About how we been 'posed to battle but tonight is where the story ends But first let me talk to the folks 'bout bars over jokes To me real MC's who spit hard can do both I got punchlines, personals and rap with conviction So the slogan I'm upholding is facts over fiction No reason to lie son We both agreeing that I was just defending my title The final season of Fight Klub You backed out like a prudish square playing Truth Or Dare Knew you'd take a dive like a tourist wearing scuba gear Gave a cheap excuse we ain't buy like a souvenir How I end up battling some random rapper who was there Told the crowd I only battled this b**h cause Mook was scared Mook didn't say sh** or do sh** and you was there! I wait a few more years while you prepare And now you just pop up Well I'm only battling this b**h cause Hollow got locked up Then I seen Murda Mook on Murtle Ave with Murder [?] I was certain he'd be strapped or serving crack the work [?] I said, "What's up Mook?" I thought he'd say "What's cracking?" or go "blllatt" But instead he said "I've been taking cla**es up at Pratt You was looking shook in Brooklyn want me rolling through the ghetto with him He thinks Iron is a copper so nobody will metal/meddle with him I said, "f** protecting rappers" after what happened to Shawn Po Since you think I'm po' nine I'ma beat him 5-0 See even though I look the part I actually hate police Get heated when I be around the pork like bacon grease You wouldn't think a white Jew goes HAM but I do This guys too sick to lose til pigs fly, well swine flu You a sheep in wolf's clothing I'm a wolf in disguise When my teeth is all showing I pull wool over eyes I might look like the type to the Pulitzer Prize til I pull it SURPRISE and I bullet your eyes See you talking that bullsh** is just a bunch of cow crap If there's real beef that's at stake/steak let's take it out back (Outback) You've been sheepish since a kid but now you scrapping with a man Cause Solomon the G.O.A.T. and you a sacrificial lamb Mook if you don't follow all of Hannibal's demands You see a cannibal is just the type of animal I am Back when Mooky Mook battle rapping with him fam' Now packing pistols and selling crack and pitching grams [?] But then he practiced jump shots and pa**ed all his exams I was going coast to coast from Smack to Scribble Jam After stacking 50 grand, I took action with a plan I built a studio to subtract the middle man Now I ain't a slave to labels got the masters in my hand But somehow, some people think you're actually the man I guess we'll just chalk it up to us having different fans Here's something factual again I put this on my life son We was suppose to go on tour in London with the Fight Klub Whoever traveled international? Or been in any airport ever You know at check in they be asking you, "Is it business or for pleasure?" This fool said it's pleasure running foreign game on gorgeous dames Big business got the tour arranged I do this for the fortune fame With no work visa f** is wrong with your retarded brain? Either you're insane, smoking crack or snorting 'cane You always lie 'bout having work Coke and pies and packs of surf We never seen the evidence to actually support the claim Then when you do have work that's overseas a visa we all know you need With no permit you won't proceed they never let him board the plane Either way you look at it we look at you like you're a lame Cause even when the story change the outcome is still more the same It's like you striking out in every single sport you played Until you going bowling and can't get a strike in forty frames The point is that you losing Mook no matter how you score the game You think you going hard in the paint 'til you in Jordan's lane We thought you got your watch in Switzerland, we heard that you was touring Spain It's starting to look like Murda ain't been further than the shores of Maine The thing that I don't understand is why you aren't more ashamed Looking at yourself inside the eye should be a source of pain You could be the hardest in crib, the hardest on your stoop Try to be the hardest on your block, the hardest in your group But you a coward with no heart so the hardest thing to do Is just to be you Mook, that sh** is the truth So you see, I got punchlines, personals and rap with conviction So the slogan I'm upholding is facts over fiction [Round 2: Murda Mook] This n***a had the nerve to say that him and Math battle was the best battle that ever was on Smack See how many n***as wanna smack the sh** outta you for saying that? Shall we reenact? Shall I state the facts? Shall I rub it in your face like you do Proactive before you take your naps? This suppose to be the battle of the legends So f** what Charlie Clips said about you n***a, when I look at you I don't see a legend I see deception Why don't we take a closer look on why your status of being a legend is in question First off, comparing your resume to my resume That is literally putting an atom bomb against pepper spray n***a technically you don't even belong in the same breath as me Let's just say you conned your way into being the legend that you are today Let me make y'all understand what I'm trying to say Now your legendary battles consist of a n***a named Shirt N Tie And a n***a that ain't have on a shirt at all It's like animals that only eat leaves cause most his opponents we ain't heard before (herbivore) You gotta watch this guy he's an opportunist All this "legend" does is use He didn't battle Math for the competition he battled Math to steal his views Cause he knew dudes would wanna see the dude that punched the other dude on the tube But he forgot to factor in one equation...that he would lose You came up off of nobodies Smack, this is the "legend" y'all chose? The irony, that a n***a could get a name off of John Does Eh, eh, eh quick, give me three legendary battles you had on cam' Exactly Remains to be seen like fossils in museums Maybe if he didn't diss battle rappers in his blog with Vlad Then n***as would probably give his career more props than it has But see, it's evident your own negligence towards this culture caused you to become irrelevant And here I am figuring that you would have some better sense But then it hit me It ain't you, your stupidity is really embedded in your descent It's in your genetics it was meant So we really can't take offense because he Jewish So it's already in his blood for him to act like he ain't got no sense/cents So aye, Solomon, come here boy, come here boy So you battle me but you ran from Lux You know what you did? You know what you did? You got away from the n***a trying to shoot you in the head and got hit by a bus Either way you dead you fat coward For civil rights I'ma put out your lights; black power Aye, you wanna take money out my pockets you better relax patna Cause for those presidents I could act fouler than Jack Bauer I know your game, you figure since black n***as took over damn near sport white man created You figure since blacks created rap this'll be a get back, you'll infiltrate it In hopes to become the greatest Then that way you can open up the floodgates so all your white buddies can invade it, right? Well if that's your plan you are highly inebriated Or somebody ain't tell your dumba** Eminem already made it And speaking of that His online interview, I am clicking through the pages This n***a had the nerve to say if He ain't at least better than Em' then him and Em' are on the same wavelength Ain't no way in a Jamaicans tank top you could compare this n***a to Eminem First of all, Em' is German, he Jewish you already know what they did to them Put it like this, if he had to move his furniture from his old apartment to his new cordial loft He'll be terrified to ask what the U-Haul will cost (holocaust) Now you wanna jack my swag? I should smack yo' a** You must be on E for thinking you Em' He a clown He wanna leave with the W but he dyslexic, n***a yo' upsides down You only an Em'-poster (impostor) so switch yourself around And you will see, f**ing with E You ain't just trying to be Em', you trying to be me Completely off topic, if my brothers Kevin and Tony Durant Told me to describe his wife by using a game of ball I would tell them n***as his missus is the first three misses if a n***a was playing Horse Why you looking stupid boy? Everybody know what she known for First, her head is one pill short of a medicine cabinet She letting n***as squeeze they mayonnaise on her lettuce and carrots She begging to go raw She a s*ut and a who*e, that b**h is a cold slaw And if you feel some type of way about that then play the floor And I'll smash this cracker marshmallow to a S'more Aye, this n***a had some nerve to say that this was Jordan vs Bird You f**ing kidding me? This is practice, this is Jordan vers' Kerr And since you on my team here's how I'ma have to do you Spot your a** in the corner and wait til I pa** it to you I bet my bottom dollar he was that annoying little toddler you wanna beat in the street The one mommy can't control, he gotta get walked with a lease He don't never get hit, she just give him a speech You know, "Sharing is caring Aaron Be fair to your parent's Aaron Come off the chandelier, let's stop having these tantrums Aaron." You see Ms. Murkin when these little ba*tards don't follow your rules They grow up to k** movie theaters and shoot up the whole school Now let this round conclude You think you better than Em', you a fraud this sh** is incredible cuz But we can't blame him cause that's what that nose medicine does I guarantee that if Dave Chappelle and Rick James was right here professing to cuz They'll be telling him what? (Cocaine is a helluva drug!) Easy n***a!