Hollow Da Don vs. Nu Jerzey Twork

[Round 1: Hollow Da Don]
I said...
When I first heard of this nigga name "Twork"
I said, "The nigga named, "Twork"?
Yeah, only in this era it'll work
We would've tee'd (T'd) off, hands on the shirt, Twork
That's what we sold crack that we serve
And I heard you have grams on the curb
Screamin'...cause you was snatchin' a purse
Twerp!
He gonna call me "wash"
But there's niggas from his cloth I done left all see thru
He's gonna say I had one with Roc(k), but I make more blue faces (Blueface)
Face it, you 'bout to let a nigga you say "fell off" beat you
But I guess I'm from the wash cloth
Squeaky clean, never showed out without bars
Havin' no rounds dirty, we expected you to leave the ring
So y'all goin' against a nigga who's been purposefully practicin'
And rootin' on this nigga cause he remember on accident?
I'm not done
It's more!
How can you forget your raps? It's yours!
They say, "Twork different"
I say he at the event goin' over his verse trippin'
How you expect to not die in the buildin' when you rehearsed (re-hearsed) in it?
You done battled more venue walls than you have rappers
Twork's a front, he ass backwards
He'll murk a pup, then lose to a key opponent
If you beat Surf, you would've ran the league and own it
You had Jakk Maine backstage and still couldn't seize ya (seizure) moment?
What's your top battle?
I heard he got 30K for the Roc battle
I done got paid twice that....to not battle
Ten years from now? He'll be battlin' still
Not cause he love it, cause he in a ten-year battle deal
Nigga you could do your own thing, believe it or not
But Beasley his pops
You see how they did the last guy
They only keepin' your spot cause your battle is easy (Eazy) to Block
He can't even watch Belly cause he got a blue room
He can't even drink Remy, he like, "too soon"
Well, keep it light, I loaded enough Chrome to beat Eazy twice
And put lead in Jerusalem; Jesus Christ!
{gun cocks} Double barrel
{gun cocks} Double barrel
Wait, why do we lie as rappers?
Like, he'll make up a name to make a metaphor, he fraudulent
He be like, "If I catch ya homie Rick, I'm torchin' him
If he got that bitch Shae wit' him, it's costin' him
All that to say "baow", let it Rick a Shae (ricochet) off of him"
I actually wanna play a game, let's get down
Let's try to guess a Twork bar from the next round
Twork'll say some shit like, "To who it may concern
In the face-off I got to flippin' out
And that's when the tables turned."
Or maybe you might say- oh not that one?
Or you gon' say, "I got somethin' that I owe Hollow
So I load it wit' an old hollow
You washed up nigga. Where's the [?]?"
And they gonna not react just like they are now
Cause I done flipped a few rhymes
You flipped a nigga flow and made a new style
All that to get some dead pres' (Prez); whoosah
He took that style, went to Brooklyn, versus Dougy, had it rockin'
2 on 2 in Queens, I'm like, "This cat is wildin'"
He done landed punches everywhere in my city, except Spanish Harlem, nigga
Nah, he don't remember that, but fall in line
I'ma be proud if you remember all your rhyme
And he tried to put up a wall not knowin' that GOATs don't fall they climb
So no way you'll beat me down, this the H-Town
Same place I knocked off Geechi's crown
I told y'all I need a month to write, so why I'm comin' up here with three week (weak) rounds?
Nigga trust me, you facin' it right
It's the Dinininon, I'm in the best shape of my life
L.O.M
Snow dat

[Round 1: Nu Jerzey Twork]
Look at this nigga eyes
He high
He up here stoned like a rock statue
Put a 30 on the Glock at you
Then give you two times that and we will not battle

A little rebuttal, a little rebuttal

But let's give an applause for the Dinininon
I ain't never seen a nigga this trash and be livin' this long
"I'm chicken pox, if you touch me, you gon' get it"...are you shittin' me dawg?
We look at legends like Pat Stay
He passed away they gave him a whole event for his loss
Bitch if you died today, Smack wouldn't even send a regard
All this, "3011, in a GS Legend playin' PS7"
You said that when we was playin' PS2, nigga wouldn't even give you a memory card
These niggas is frauds, not leaders in this impact
He can't Charlie Clip me, I'm top three up in this shit Smack
Old nigga versus new nigga, you got me up in this mismatch
With no contract, they can't block, stop, cease, nor desist that
They call me to pick up the Block pieces like-
Like break up the Block pieces like a Kit K-
You see how it was not easy (Eazy) to predict that?
That's cause I'm dumb fire
Hit the crib with gun fire
Slug flyin'
Watch how fast ya son dyin'
Slidin' down Hollow wall, it's a stud finder
I'm really dumb fire
I've been bombin' on these niggas lately
A lot of niggas tried this style like you said, a lot of times, but I'm the innovator
Loud with a lot of energy
That's what happens when you put an intercom in a generator
I'm really niggas favorite, most copied style
These new battle rappers don't even wanna say y'all shit
It's so many fake Tworks runnin' around, you wouldn't find one to do a face-off wit'
You on some straight old shit, stop livin' in the past
Look around, everybody you came up with lives bigger than this trash
Look, you battled Charlie Clips: he on Wild 'N Out, he got Nick on his behalf
You battled Hitman, he got his own show, live gettin' to the bag
You had a grudge match, you seen My Expert Opinion?
They just offered like nine digits just to Math
Why the fuck you ain't special? You only had like five niggas in ya class
And they say my slipups gettin' bad
Nigga, my battle chokes are improvin'
But I ain't never seen a nigga, blame the whole darn movement, on his own wrong doings
Nigga battled Ill Will, lost, he said, "The polls aren't movin'"
You went to King of The Dot for Pat Stay's passin'
He said, if he ain't go over the time limit then Charron too
You did the 2 on 2 with Calicoe, said URL ain't give you enough time, nigga no more excuses
Bitch prep
Blistex, you'se a cold sore loser
And what you fold on your group for?
NYB was your team for life
You got that money from L.O.M. and said, "fuck them" when you seen the price
It was Math, Cortez, D. Chamberz, you ain't treat 'em right
These niggas even started actin' like hoes (holes) to Hanz (hands); Jesus Christ
But I didn't even see the need to fight
We been knew y'all hoes
You flippin' tables
Why you wait 'til they start filmin' to act like you all bold
Like I wouldn't have put you in the graveyard with the two arm fold
You gonna let them camera take you to that site, it's a QR code
I don't even do promo, I left these niggas with no options
You flipped that table in that face-off, I was sittin' from home watchin'
So I pulled up to the next face-off with somethin' that I owed Hollow
I could've pulled up with the old Hollows
The MAC, the strap, the gun, a whole arsenal (Arsonal) behind that table, like the old Hollow
We seen that first face-off, and you was lookin' old Hollow
Must be the drugs, what happened? We used to look up to you like a role model
Y'all remember the old Hollow?
Who used to come with rage bars like, like, like, "You gonna need a month to pray for him
You gonna need to keep up, you gonna need a 100 stray dogs
Dash, Creed, Flash speed and a Russian racehorse"
Bitch, if you would've flipped that table on me, godly hook, like it come from Nate Dogg
I would've pulled up to Texas with a chainsaw, they would've had to cut the face-off (face off)
I would've punched ya face off
Big pressure
Rib fracture
Chin check him
Left this way
Right (write) the other way; I'm dyslexic
Grip necklace, get pulled closer
Put a silencer on the tool smokin'
Psssft
It just sound like a tranquilizer, but it's gonna feel like a bulldozer

{Twork to the crowd}
Do y'all want me to keep goin' or stop? Aight, aight

Send my killers in, full motion
I'm talkin' old crooks that know jooks
You got loopy, but they got loopy back, it's a notebook
Chrome cook, stove jumpin'
Niggas pulled up on you, you dialed 9-1-1?
The whole number?
I shouldn't be surprised you pulled that bullshit with Joe Budden
Since the beginning you were screamin' for attention like Bone Crusher
Let's just get off this-

{Twork to the crowd}
What y'all want? You want me to keep goin'?

Let's just get off this whole subject, I hate goin' down this road
I'm really a fan
To meet you and find out you really a bitch? Was horrifying though
How the fuck you call the police like you never glorified the code
"Splish Splash"
He like, he like- they shot at him, he jumped in the ocean
"I never meant nothin' 'bout the stories I done told
I had to get out and dump water out my shoes", this nigga pourin' out his soul (sole)

{Twork to the crowd}
What? Stop or keep going? I got raps! I got raps! Y'all wanted raps?! I got raps! What y'all want? Go or stop? Nigga pourin' out his- man Jersey man fuck it. I ain't gonna do it. I ain't gonna do it to him. I'll put it in the end of the second round. Fuck it

[Round 2: Hollow Da Don]
I said, never called no fuckin' 9-1-1 stupid
Been extradited three times, I keep warrants
Now I'ma catch like the board and seize on ya
He gonna call me "Splish Splash" for a quick laugh, then be in deep water!
I said, this ain't fuckin' true
He tried to give me an L and y'all ampin' it
He deserve a fuckin' boo
And give me another L? Wait is this fuckin' true
I guess I'm dyslexic, cause I'm 'bout to turn these into a "W"
I put this square on the table, and make him a QR code
He wrong and bold
He talkin' like the arms he hold
Callin' me a "Playstation 2"
You a PS1, you take too long to load

That's three of them thangs, right?

I said, one day they had to learn in the old country, you can't be tough
Before this, he had a burner and no money
Would've died on Sunday, account had 1K, and that's how gunplay turned to a GoFundMe
You gonna have to do more than blam me
Put the stock down; Morgan Stanley
I'll extort is family like Marcus Camby
In the kitchen, screamin' on him like Gordon Ramsey
Like, "You ain't got no place to go and don't make me off an (Orphan) Annie"
No kids, no flippin' "Mississippi", I'll flip his nigga's shit
I'll jimmy Jimmy then add a {record scratch}
Still fuck with Drugz (drugs); sticky icky
Ever since the first YouTube, had Jimmy wit' me
Since then it's just me and Dutch like it's 50/50
You'll never last Twork
Machete gash, burst
Now me and Smack gonna figure out who gonna give him his second half first
I wrote this punch in a TMT hat and a Everlast shirt
I wish ya crash worse
But you crushed it
A new car's not in the budget and I know takin' that rental back hurts (Hertz)
I mean every last word
That God he ain't get him a Dodge
They said he Challenged you
That's when that Semi knocked every valuable out that Chevy Malibu
He went from a BlackStreet to a talkin' to tubes, they Teddy Riley'd you
In the hospital, wonderin' why Smack ain't on the side of you, nigga that what ya mama do
But he brought some flowers through
Don't take it personally
I know he just want a verse from me
And you like an unemployed stripper, they damn near can get Twork (twerk) for free
What's your doe mission?
He talkin' 'bout, "I won't bring up the car crash"
Okay, but just know, once bullets eat through the door, dash (DoorDash)
I'll roll up at Dunkin' Donuts, get to beatin' the store staff
Grabbin' donuts eatin' 'em all fast like no need to employ fags
It's illogical
Then I put Twork (twerk) in front of the .9 like, "This bitch irresponsible"
Nigga I'm in the best shape of my life
The only bright side of the night is you ain't facin' me twice
L.O.M

[Round 2: Nu Jerzey Twork]
You keep screamin' "L.O.M."
Loyalty Over Money, but you take a major L there
The actions in your careers shows much differently
You played yourself there
I really put loyalty over money
You know how many of my niggas I had to take off of welfare?
One of my niggas got shot I had to pay for healthcare
Give him somewhere to sleep cause they wasn't stayin' elsewhere
I really put loyalty over money, that's why I can tell one of these niggas, "Go raise some Hell there."
You, pull up to Hollow crib, go spray some shells there
Get rid of the gun powder, bleach the skin like Michael Jackson, do I make myself clear?
They'll really get to raisin' Hell there
They all jump in the G ride, it's time to go? I give instruction to these guys
Like, "You, you peep signs. You watch my back. You peep mine."
When it's time to slide I put eyes on everything, like Steve Jobs
We lack nothin'
Pull up bumpin' drill music, it's straps dumpin'
But they pull off bumpin' negro spirituals, in black Hummers
Pull up on this rat sucker
Like you supposed to do your crime and leave it all in the streets
You stole, niggas pulled up and you called the-
(police)

[Hollow] Cap

[Twork]
If that was me, and you stole from my L.O.M. company
Straight downing my stock off
And we pulled up to your baby mother's house
And you straight dialed up the cops dawg
I would've gave you somethin' to remember
Came home found that bitch face down with her block off
And my logo branded
Shape of an "L" on her forehead, "Hey now you're a rock star"
You'se a pop off, with bad intentions
You battled on Pat Stay card and still asked for pensions
Then you turned around and turned Pat event into some tragic shit
Nigga rapped for two rounds and then brought up Illmac to finish
And then Charron brought out that fuckin' chink, like, "Y'all wanna hear some raps from Jin?" shit
I would've had the spirit of Pat come back with vengeance
Clap relentless
Shot up Illmac relentless
Turn around to that Chinese jerkoff, shit wouldn't have been a happy endin'
Oh yeah it's up for sure
You talkin' all these accolades but you ain't got one award
You wanted war like you God-tier and you can stop it here, you got a long way to go
And furthermore I upped the joint I upped the score
Shots to his lung until he fightin' for his life, gettin' pulled to the other side like it's tug of war
He fucked for sure
Hosptial bed, he can't move nothin' but his arms
Bed pan, one big ass bowl like I'm Uncle George
I'll dump it off, send you to the fuckin' Lord
I'm talkin' the big man with the long white beard, look like Dumbledore
You fuckin' soft
Promethazine fiend lean queen, you'se a fuckin' fraud
You from New York, moved your ass out to L.A. cause you wanted to get drunk some more
Then you moved your ass to Florida cause you heard they had cut for sure
Then he heard Houston had the lean, it was, "Fuck New York"
Nigga turned into some southern whore
This nigga Hollow is a fiend
Out here followin' the lean like a hoverboard
You gonna make me get the MAC off next
It ain't gonna be no more URL
We sendin' you back to GrindTime where you used to rap off stress
So you right back to, "Can I get an Uno?"
(Uno)
Cause this gonna be his last card left
You know why they come and get me
Ask the vets what I'm 'bout
If I wasn't that, why would they come get me when the vets comin' out?
You and Lux had a 2 on 2...y'all needed my help in that round
Y'all remember, Nu Jerzey Twork bounce? That was the best of the round
And y'all paid me a hefty amount
If y'all thought that was crazy, just imagine if that check would've bounced
It would've been, tools blow
Dome shot, a few holes
Nigga head splittin'
I'm talkin' dead center; Manute Bol
Jersey

[Round 3: Hollow Da Don]
This whole round a rebuttal

I said, the judge gave me three years, after that I never let them book me again
Jail is for slaves
I'm not glorifying but I'm pushin' a pen
My nigga Bird, 14 in
Phone, money, I never let my boy and it stuck
See to these rappers I'm disloyal, but to a nigga like that I'm loyal as fuck
Bird, Bounty Hunter Blood, sometimes I had to interchange
I done been in gang fights, and I ain't even in a gang!
If cops ask me about my ops, I'm givin' 'em a different name
Battle rappers callin' me "snitch" insane
The place where I give art y'all give us stain?
I know y'all waitin' for a metaphor Twork, but this a gut punch, I'm givin' pain
Now you worried about this paperwork I'm 'bout to grab behind me, well let me explain
I'm not callin' him a snitch, I'm callin' him a bitch
It's for the type of charges he caught, I got a list
Domestic violence
Pan handling, under a thousand
Grand larceny, you wildin'
Destruction of property, you childish
So fam', talk to me
So when you do these small leagues and they give you a thousand and you no show, is that grand larceny?
Wait, wait, wait I see it clearly here
Last month against Jai-400, you no-showed at it says "failure to appear"
But the shit that's even the best, the petty larceny was stealing an Aspirin out of a 7/11 y'all
I swear to God
And now that I'm here witchu, I wanna ask you, how bad was the headache dawg?
Bro, you got a list of charges, I could keep readin' 'em and just keep makin' metaphors
But I got somethin' even better, your credit score
Nah, let's get to these bars
Nigga pack it up, don't gas him
His ass a truck, one thing I know about niggas from Jersey, they never grab the pump
Batter up
He tell a lie, I know he lyin'
For a plate, I be at your home with sliders, knuckles balled, Nolan Ryan
Tell your ghost keep writin', it's a consequence for over-bitin'
It's a code of silence and you showed your hand to the wave god and I know Poseidon
Look, I'll raise shit like Joseph Biden
Before I crane kick and Cobra-Kai him
I'll fuck around and pull somethin', I'm too old for fightin'
Cause my era, you really had to read and feed of academics
And his era, the only thing they read is a feed of Akademiks
In my era, I seen Dwayne Wade make a run with the king
In your era, I seen Dwayne Wade turn his son to a queen
In my era, we was really outside cause the block rules
In your era, y'all just say y'all outside cause it sound cool
I said, it's so fucked he wanna be thugged out, it's bugged out
I heard he wrote this battle with a gun out
And if you get him mad and he run out and bring the Bloods out, y'all know where to find him: Clubhouse
Niggas is clowns
Nah fuck that, I'll rewind and murk this still
A head shot'll make a grown man Twork for real
Nigga you already snow what I got on
LOMclothing.com

[Round 3: Nu Jerzey Twork]
Good afternoon gentlemen
Good afternoon ladies
In the previous rounds I mentioned Hollow having a drug habit, cause that's a true statement
I wanna talk to him, we gonna start off with the...cap
Cause you been actin' too...shady
So it's, power to the people, we back to do maintenance
But we gonna keep this one all the way real, no fake fiction
When I met you, you was sleepin' at Avo' crib on an air mattress, I gave witness
You was draggin' your son Lenon around, y'all stayed trippin'
Hotel after hotel, I seen the rage in him
Bangin' on the door every mornin' from house keepin', I know that changed Lenon (linen)
Shame isn't it?
When you grow up and find out that the life y'all fav' scripted
I've been invested since a kid I could never show up cause of age limit
But to find out that y'all niggas need loans from the bank, just raised interest
What happened to that PS7? The game glitchin'?
Niggas pissin' on the set
Then you bankrupt UDubb, you was gettin' all them checks
The big count
But you was really up at Vic's house, livin' all in debt
I know, I know, bringin' Vic(k) up just burns you up, but I gotta get this off my chest
Let ya lips come to a rest
I don't wanna hear nothin' come out ya mouth
You was strugglin' without a doubt
Tellin' your son, "the floor is lava", got him jumpin' from couch to couch
You was up there at Avo's house
It was all for a test run
You told Avo' you was gonna pay him, but it was an arm and a leg huh?
You told Vic you was gonna pay him but you was gone before the check come
You used that nigga, used that nigga, then it was on to the next one
If y'all ever been conned by this stressed bum, then you knew just what I'm talkin'
He don't do nothin' that don't benefit him, you should be refusin' homie's offers
You introduced Mike Zombie to Drake, then you started moochin' off his stardom
You was sleepin' when that nigga made beats, tellin' people you got a "studio apartment"
But let's just regroup to where it started, how you be fiendin' for drugs
You wanted him close, you should've been Ace Amin to them drugs (Drugz)
You stole $9,500 dollars from your business partner just to be on them drugs
I'm convinced you let another nigga fuck your wife to get lean of (Lena) The Plug
Have y'all screened him for drugs?
A quick sedation
Y'all talkin', "He clean off of drugs", this nigga fakin'
I been around him, three hours off lean you be scratchin' your skin and pacin'
Shit, I get itchy just bein' around this addict (attic), it's insulation
Y'all give him grace
I give him three hours, give or take, before he give in and take
It's a little different when they give a taste cause they be on them hard drugs
What happened to that charity money for Danny Myers?
It just hauled and walked up?
You gave that money to your plug
You spent it all with your plug
Dope and coke, you spent it all on hard drugs
Talkin' 'bout charity? Where bitch? The Boys & {sniffs} Girls Club?
You'se a fuckin' fiend
If I gave Da Don a small nug, he'll blaze his mind out
Niggas pulled up for smoke, you was somewhere layin' nod out
Niggas pulled up to your baby mom's house, and you still said no to 'Rehab' like Amy Winehouse
Y'all gonna play this guy out, how much y'all fuck wit' him
You make your bed, you lie in it
You left somebody your queen size with visions of little Lenon (linen), under white sheets, stretched out under corners, sinkin' into a memory and you wasn't even gonna comfort her (comforter)
And y'all fuck wit' him?
I ain't ever even seen all this clout
Even when you was BM crib, it was come in late, promethazine on his mouth
Nigga wasn't even payin' the mortgage, he wanted to put a lean on the house
That's when your queen put you out
She was tired of all your fuck shit
I swear to God on both of my kids, I was with you at that U-Haul unit you dumb bitch
When L.O.M. took everything from you and we had nothin' but battle rap to fund shit
And the list of things your baby mother told you to come get
And you wonder why that storage was full, bitch you only had one gig
You dumb bitch
You ever steal from me, I'll have you pawnin' ya son's shit
Even for the extra fees, nigga mess with me
They would've had to send mine (mind) like telepathy

{Twork starts banging the side of his head like he's broken}

[Rum Nitty]
This is unexpectedly
At first he was askin' for promethazine
And then he wanted an extra ki (key)
But the coke is one thing

[Twork]
And the lean is sold separately
S-s-s-s-solitude
A lot of drugs for this Hollow dude
Promethazine, pounds of shrooms
He hallucinating, 'bout to change everything about the room
Got drugs in the bag, contact high, even NuNu bouncin' too
I'm too keen in raps
Two liters at high altitude
That what bein' in a Mountain do (Dew)
You even went and poured lean into that
You a fiend for a fact
You not dumb
Why not listen when niggas tell you you gon' be in a box done?
I guess somethin' that never hit close to home to a nigga who ain't got one
But you not dumb, you just bugged out
Niggas tell you about yourself, you like to take the tough route
Niggas mention that Thing you turn into Mr. Fantastic, he's strung out
Why would you take the tough route?
Bumpin' up ya chest
You tried that shit with Joe Budden
"Hit a woman, hit a woman."
Got off stage showed that nigga nothin' but respect
And you couldn't even beat him
That nigga Joe Budden got one hit, and was still fuckin' up the vet
You think a nigga sleepin' on an air mattress could at least put 'Pump It Up' to rest
But I digress, cause I know what it means, and y'all condone him
Be a fan, not a fiend
And you, be a nigga from Queens, not a queen
Man up, cause stand up niggas
(don't lean!)
Jersey