Total Slaughter - Hollow Da Don vs. Joe Budden lyrics

[Round 1: Hollow Da Don] I came to rule this stage with that Budden swag… That's a visual punchline, I'm bout to get in my f**ing bag! Damn! You make light skin n***as look bad! But that ain't even why I'm mad I had this booked with OnDemand and it was crazy litigations He said he want his peoples to do it Even though talk is cheap I said pay me in a statement I was feeling weird cause they millionaires But they was lazy with the payments Cut my cash in half and now I'm in a Shady situation I mean maybe I'm just bugging Joe signed with Shady, Shady picked the judges Plus they won't pay me what I wanted, these labels think they something We live and breathe the sh**, CEO's? They just get stats and read the sh** Like, “Hundreds of millions of views off of battles? We need this sh** We'll take 85% f** an equal split We'll have Sway come and host, he'll read the script” “What about the battlers in the house?” “Mehh, throw em a couple G's that's it”… Wow, geez, that's it?! Jimmy Iovine die please and Rosenberg eat a dick you fat piece of sh**! Trying to book his own league for chips but barely even seen a clip When they first asked Paul about battles, he said “no luck” Now you don't want to see us fail? Sho nuff I know it all, it's about Slaughterhouse, the CD sales done slowed up Let's be real, besides Em, Drake and Hov The rest of these rappers is barely breaking Gold! Whoa… So big Bozo it? Well homie gon' clown this n***a Destroy every person, place, and thing, I will NOUN this n***a I know y'all like, “Hollow all over this stage, he wilding n***a” I'm just giving y'all a preview, I'm bout to rap circles around this n***a He can't escape, he a ho to me He too/two b**h, Floetry, he get close to me… Nah put up that Jagged Edge, I got 112 I want Joe to see (Jodeci) Since Total Slaughter sh**ted on the champ, I'ma act a fool quick It'll be ill when them two 4's in the center of the BULL sh** I know that's an old reference And some of y'all might not have known what I said That ain't something you caught, right? Well cool, it was for ‘em to go over ya head I'm shooting like Craig Hodges, that Arm strong I ain't missing nothing And you Dennis Rodman, cause you nice around that Mic/Mike But sometimes you a b**h in public When that occurs (Kurr) long nose, I'll Pippen something Since Joe Dirt, old shirt, I'ma have y'all missing bu*tons/Buddens Now I know you probably thought that was a punchline about How a shirt is missing bu*tons But it was about the movie Joe Dirt, he used to wear an old shirt That was missing bu*tons I went psycho, melee round the time we thought…[unclear]…k**ed AJ Like a knife with a AK, shooting like Michael on game day Now wait, wait, wait… I know you new fans like “why you talk about the guns you use?” This battle rap, gun bars what the f** we do! If I really had a problem with Joe I'd be coming through give em that 1 & 2 Stumble dude, make this n***a do the bugaloo Wait, wait, wait I don't even know if that's a dance but it was looking cool That's for disrespecting legends, you know I got love for Wu You can't f** with Meth, ya ODB, this that Brooklyn Zoo Must I reiterate, you know how these labels go Take a artist, rape him slow with that fellacio His tape went gold but he gotta do 80 shows to make some dough Try and do that to battle rap and I'm saying no to this Shady show And that's the staff, Eminem, you still my favorite bro [Round 1: Joe Budden] We could put up whatever he wanna wager Honestly for me it's nothing major, this ain't even a battle it's like a favor But I'm the underdog in fact Well 200 grand for 10 minutes of work, I don't really see a loss in that Now this is like your squad seeing a ghost When Don get close, same as God seeing a roach He gon' tell a few jokes but that don't matter if he wins Cause my money long, so how he gon' laugh at my expense? But they say he know all ya business, you don't know none of his You at a clear disadvantage? How the f** you gon' win? That's when I grab my chin with a grin right there Let's begin right there, that's the win right there I mean you brought this to…[unclear]…you threw that bait out there trying to fish Well be careful what you motherf**ing wish cause it's backwards where we going For you this a moment of a lifetime, for me this ya lifetime in a moment You should introduce yourself for a round at least part of it But you'd rather tell me about me like I'm not a narcissist And to my lost fans that can't figure out what my aim is Here I go again making another b**h famous At some point during this battle I expect him to bring up Tahiry, Love & Hip Hop, use my life against me Whatever let him perform, the streets been prepping me for that storm n***a, my baby moms been using my son as a weapon since I was born But you told Surf that his crew was like the back of freezer Ended up flat even though you capped the liter But I'm the leader, that was harm I think them d** f**ing ‘em up, maybe the Hennessy If it's too much Caffeine I got the remedy, have that coward sent to me That BULL will be RED when I grab MONSTER cans Send 5 from ours (HOURS) in a G (ENERGY) So the situation is I'm who he want his props off Try to get it shaking but don't bubble when it pop off I wanted to do whatever, he wanted to do time Guess all that Sprite mixing got ‘em thinkig he LeBron Coke Boy think it's French I ain't the one he should try Bring that heat in a dark room, it's Sunny Delight Dark Knight with the mask on that's my Bane wear My weight all the way up, yours never came there Kinda like a blonde Amber Rose and that ain't fair Cause even though you food, I don't see how I can gain here/hair Drago vs Apollo, they say he got goons I don't follow that bravado It's war? I'll have him in the doctor by tomorrow And it won't be an outer body experience When they start taking Hollow out of Hollow Cause we had an exchange on Twitter, I was disturbed some You asked me where's my last hit, n***a where's your first one? Your business is bad, you hit that stage for fun You got over 20 million views and ain't got paid from one So I went searching for ya songs, was googling the heat I cut it off midway, I was through with my intrigue Took the Dre's off, stomped on em, threw em in the streets Figured it was only right how you was brewing in them Beats But if it's war one snap of the finger have Da Don smothered All my n***as tatted, he should've known we had arms covered Beam on the…[unclear]…so if it's drama when it's set We'll dot ‘em and watch ‘em fall that's a domino effect Honestly them pumps and shells, guns that he sells [Round 2: Hollow Da Don] You came to this battle sh** but you ain't in me league with this Cause the way you spitting it sounds like you're reading it Damn! You make light skin n***as look bad! But that ain't even why I'm mad You thinking you gon' win this battle is why I'm mad tho Oh, you don't think you gon' get beat? Bet a band yo (Banjo) You talking bout all this practice and you ain't got no dough Joe? (Dojo) Well that ain't enough to buy swag, you gon need some mo Joe (Mojo) Ya last hit was 2003, you unsuccessful brother, Jojo I mean you had a little Run, but it's been a long stretch Since we heard a track we can feel with ya flow Joe I mean in his prime he struggled to go gold But y'all claiming this cats platinum If that's factual, you'll have sold out arenas not here at Smack rapping You giving out ya mixtape for free like you backpacking I mean you can't make a hit so you battle, that's random I finally can say this, lay off the pills you crack addict Popping that E got you feeling like OJ, you wanna take a stab at it? Well that's backwards cause his names JOE, E-O-J that's backwards My bar went over his head, that's madness! You did have smash hits like, Pump It Up and… Pump It Up Um…. Pump It Up the Rem- Okay so Eminem helped his career with Slaughterhouse to see it grow Go figure, his pockets ain't get no bigger By you being a ho n***a on a TV show I mean if he really was a platinum artist Eminem be like “Don't battle, we're about to let your CD go You're an important artist and this is too much of a risk for a CEO” But since he didn't this Em's way of saying, Joe, you're free to go I mean they already had the meeting Once Hollow beat him there's no way to get around it Now Shady's turn to Italians that live in an island They're like “Fugget about em” His stats don't match up, it don't fit the column Now I'm like Nas cause I put the end to the n***a album Y'all don't remember? Nas had “The N” on his n***a album My bars go over his head, y'all n***as wilding Who wanna try? All you can get k**ed when I let something fly All you… k**ed… ain't no punchline that f**ing time! It's hard being a battle rapper, we always gotta f**ing rhyme Rehearse and research and barely get a f**ing dime I mean besides the fact Total Slaughter ain't paying us The figures is meaningless If you ain't getting it genius let me breakdown the difference between us You do whatever Em say, Hollow; he do whatever him say I mean you go to a studio, go in, punch in ya bars I go to a battle and go in once I'm punching my bars You was on Sports Center recording on First Take This sports centered around us recording on first take So in my heart I got hella hate n***a the day you die we gon' celebrate I'll have him down from one 40 (140) he a featherweight I know that last studio scheme was hella great But I mixed a few styles and mastered this, let's get the record straight Should I talk about Raekwon or Saigon? I mean all them beefs I just don't understand it Play it like the games Green Lantern But I'm smoother than holding the standard I could give a Con (Consequence) to P (Prodigy), he'll toe him and tag him But I don't wanna put a price on his head, so I'll just hold him for Ransom My n***a… you got punched in ya eye! It wasn't aight, he did a blog like “See what had happened was… yo yo go get me some more ice” He held that b**h on for so long his eyeball got frost bite And when he finally took it off that b**h look like a fog light But I keep it Queens, like a Tragedy/Khadafi story Pop Bout them gory blocks or that old block that N.O.R.E. shot In front of stock one with that 40 Glock Or I keep it H Town, have my n***as from Eastside have him hogtied My brothers from Parkside leave his mouth wide Stand over his body and do the Southside Or may I reiterate, you know how these labels go Take a artist, rape him slow with that fellacio His tape went gold but he gotta do 80 shows to make some dough You try to do that to battle rap and I'm saying no to this Shady show And that's the staff, Eminem… you still my favorite bro But this ain't smart move for your boss who employed you For not shutting this down, y'all should Fire Marshall [Round 2: Joe Budden] They keep telling me you top tier, that only makes us at the top tear Looking up like, n***a… top where? You could stop there Said you had a clothing line but that's not clear You putting an emoji on a shirt, n***a that's not gear Now you lost to Ars, battled Surf and drowned You washed the old Big T but that's a hand-me-down My guy Goodz was gone off that Hen' ain't wanna play with you I thought you'd k** Hitman, but you made it debatable You and Lux tied, didn't k** him but you tried sh** he watched you and Calicoe POP but he ain't die This all that you got done in your career, how's that? I don't see a f**ing thing that's top tier bout that Now why these labels never called you? Lack of hunger? Couldn't find you? Ain't have your number? Defies all laws of gravity, it's distorted You the only thing that stay on Lean but ain't support it But since Gravy wanna play big like he coming for Joe's spot Spurs, team full of shooters, even coach pop And if I hit the jailhouse, soon as I bail out Buck 50 his stomach, now it's looking like a whale's mouth Top tier? Nah, more like PG Hollow This ain't staples, nothing bout Budden is easy Hollow Your flows tired, I'm tired, try to leap me Hollow Chop his head on his lap, now we both Sleepy Hollow You in the crib just lamping in there I show up in that kid house like Chris Hanson is there I run up on him like, “n***a what's that sh** you was saying?” Feed his tongue a magazine, now issue a statement How am I suppose to think you a supreme in Queens? I was with Nitty and Webb, I know Supreme in Queens So any time he talk that tough sh** I just get beyond calm Cause we remember what happened with you and John John He punched you in the face, how you couldn't avoid it? You got snuffed by a n***a named after a toilet It was like Street Fighter when y'all was rocking But you was Blanka, balled up on the floor and it was shocking! You the n***a that's Vega wanna hear son speak A guy you can (Ken) lay on the ground kicking guess he Chun Li You fought like a carpet muncher and not a thug Which makes sense why you tried to sweep that under the rug So all them bullsh** jokes and schemes won't get it done '84 draft, you only Dream at number one He got guns, some will jam (Summer Jam), some came and some went But since his Bucks slow, he'd miss that whole chain of events That's when blocks fall, no Jenga, Macs wild (Mackwildes), no singer Fighting on stage that talk for show, but it's no Springer You told Surf that if he touch you he would get it like the chicken pox My problem was you thought that sh** was hot Y'all got a low IQ and think his mouth is slick No Chlamydia, I don't feel nothing coming out this dick If I hear a bar about how he let that thing twerk Then I'm (Denim) on his back let's see if he fit that jean shirt Or if he trapping and I want him dead, buck at Hollow man And turn Hollow to a hologram all over Hollow gram' [Round 3:Hollow Da Don] Bars off the top, they know it's all rage Smoke you like that bogie, I'ma smoke you on stage You still rapping old school (Ol Skool), “like this cause you a old n***a Talking all about ya Benjamins with ya Valore suit with the gold zipper” Third round! These bars gon' stay with him Dead beat dad, I ain't got time to play with him ‘K hit em, take a part of him For you new fans, yeah.. it's back to them gun bars again At first I held that Dessie, I wasn't ready n***a I had to hold it with 2 hands, it's a heavy hitter That b**h kick when it shoot like Reggie Miller I mean I thought Surf would show you the way I could tell that's why he sitting there from what you show and display As a writer we're knowing you great But you must've came up with those Home Alone Cause ya setups is all over the place I come to Jersey City or any Jersey city just to shoot at ya Cause when you put us cats in heat together we'll spray up the house That ain't new to (neuter) them Y'all booing and these mics is f**ed up But I don't give a f** so what's that sound Shh! That's my punchline that went over ya head, let em hover round And these bars are like clubs that don't want n***as to come around Cuz these bars are only wearing bu*ton (Budden) down But I know what y'all here for, let's talk about the women in ya life I mean cuz I never seen a clique with Day 1 n***as on side of you You know it's sad when ya R&B singer Emanny's The only n***a that'll ride for you So let's talk about the women in ya life They been sh**ting on you since '03 tho Gloria Velez said you oh so gay, I said if he'd ever come out the closet She said, “Joe no say”(Yo no se) I kinda figured that with Tahiry the way he be treating her Spreading her business on social media, even beating her Beating her my n***a? [Talking]Yo stop my clock n***a, real rap You ever hit a women again I'll f** you up f*ggot Do that sh** in front of me you p**y Beating on women you b**h a** n***a You a f*ggot n***a! You hit a women I'll f** you up you f*ggot! Stop my time y'all! Beating on women you b**h a** n***a, you f*ggot… stop my time!] Shoutout to Tahiry, I love you baby Shoutout to Tahiry, cause when she ain't out doing Fab, she's doing bad! Walking round with a fake Louie bag and a a** booster cause he booty sag She got up and left in the middle of the show like the movie bad And you thought she was loyal to you You wouldn't put it on the house with ya snooping a** A real n***a would impregnate that b**h Told her I'd stay on stiff and shoot soon as I get in like I'm JR Sm- Shoot-shoot soon as I get in like I'm JR Smith I mean he set the standard Drake flew her to DR got some head and ran her This was right around the time when you was at the wedding planner I mean it's Tahiry, she know you cuz First thing she say about you is you's a s**a for love He save a ho, I break a ho, I got b**hes in Pheonix If you ain't getting it genius, let me breakdown the difference between us I stop a girl walking by like “Hey baby, turn around And see what you're turning down” He stop a girl like “Hey baby I like ya skirt and gown” I mean if you was really on Tahiry You would've been getting bread not giving bread Take her to one of these network parties like “Aye b**h, if he got over 10 thou', give em head” I mean you hella throw with them tellin hoes wifing for the snatch I know who the hell is Joe, that funny Martin episode You talk about that ho tell (Hotel) But in (Inn) the end you fighting with the rat But let's talk about the women in ya life The most important one, you gon wanna hear this The most important one, the one that told him don't sniff fast I mean living ya life is a slim chance, I raised you as a man And you trying to live fast Snd that b**h was sitting there lookin like Sinbad I mean you probably was conceived during a quickie I seen ya mom backstage, that b**h look like she like to give hickies That top bomb then hop on, that b**h tricky Walking round calling n***as up and that b**h 50 She love to knock the boots and get busy He shaking his head like “don't talk about my mother again” That got in you like a splinter I knew that would (wood) get under your skin… [Round 3: Joe Budden] How the f** is you Da Don when John John f**ed you up And real n***as don't respect when he speak? Got no b**hes, that's something I been begging to see Was on his instagram, I even went back 70 weeks I wanted to battle the best, they said Hollow was the star So I'ma send that boy shots like I got Hollow at the bar Could beat Hollow with a bar or Hollow with a BAR Figured if he set the standard, n***a how low is the bar? I send something hot at his head, give Don Fever Them magazines will turn him b**h, he Don Diva So if you hear them gats in my city blow You'll see the Don leaking on the floor like Dame Dash in the video I be knocking at his door with Rockets maybe more To put a Hollow in Hollow he won't be Hollow any more You got 30 grand to be here, I'm beyond you chump Senseless, Apprentice I thought Da Don knew Trump (Donald Trump) I went from TV to the battle stage, bout to have a hit again I'm just trying to milk the game, dare he (dairy) go on that sh** again So that sh** you was hollering, buck 50, gun with me n***a if I lack toast (lactose) I won't be tolerant But if he tied son, you a**, another kid in doubt His father should've pissed him out, let's go a different route I catch him while he sigh and mellow (signing Melo) Give em' something he could feel (Phil) upstairs Once he Knick, they gon' have to fish em (Fisher) out Talkin all that gangsta sh**, I do a lot of Mad Crips, when iMessage blue pop up Catch ‘em while he shiny all icy in Brooklyn And turn them techs/texts to the side like my wifey is lookin If I k** em then I'm digging up his grave when I'm in town To stand over his body make sure it never make a sound [Drops Mic/Hollow Da Don raps] [Joe Budden] Better ask about my n***as we don't ever play around Plus that K is on the tripod like the letter laying down I been hearing all that talking, he been runnin his mouth I got his address, Uncle Joey will run in his house The Kimmy Gibbler, it's gon' get dumb in that house At different folk, Different Strokes I bring that drum in the house Honestly them pumps and shells, guns that he felt Might get him punctured at this juncture n***a none of it helps Think dude nicer than me you either bumped and fell Or got it plain/plane upside down like a drunk Denzel