URLtv, Danny Myers, Hollow Da Don - Hollow Da Don vs. Danny Myers lyrics

I told Clips there couldn't be two GOATS
This a strenuous art
I was paired with a second GOAT
Now I'll continue the arc (Ark)
Let's get it started, skip the fightin'
I slaughter with a mop first he Earl
Then you see the real GOAT take
A quarter off the Top! When I choked
You were hecklin' in back with security
Now I know LOM stands for "Lack Of Maturity"
I'm 'bout to send you back to obscurity
He know
In the West we all give props to the Donnino!
You made it rain on Tsunami Surf
That wasn't cool to see whether men
(weathermen) are on your radar or
Not is news to me
But that's who you choose to be
It's a wrap for this bum
You were snuck out a back door
After Math you were done
You said you in fear for your life
Look what this cat has become
Besides the business
Bitchassness and fear are trait's you
Gone pass to yo' son
I stay with a mask and a gun
Fuck all these costly gimmicks listen Nigel
Even your name got a soft G in it!
Fuck all these gimmicks
Y’all thought dude was the best?
All them top tiers out East you
Had to move to the West?
Can't fit in, tried to trust in yo' fame
A million followers and not one friend
You really live up to yo' name!
I could dump in yo' frame
But these hands wanna get mean with ya
He seem quicker
Body shots'll make his spleen quiver
Ribs crack
Break six bones on this fiend spitta
He 'bout to fall, stand up, don't lean nigga!
You a bitch
Nobody in yo' circle gone spaz at all
All my niggas either wear a mask or raid
(masquerade) , we gone have a ball
You don't fuck with battle broads?
You fucked Myverse, the crew knew too
Yes Clips likes bitches with barsyou do too!
Tryna make me look bad, you messin' up
All them angles ugly like the new Tesla truck
You think you mesh with us? We
Keep the fo' fo' tucked
The five'll keep hittin' his
Head like "RoboLux"!
You think you know so much? I
Been up to yo' schemes
Yes he gives toys to the kids
He does a couple of things
He sells his clothes
Does business with his customers clean
But when you look past all that
He's still a hustler from Queens!
What the fuck do I mean?
Let me provide clarity
This event was made to get him
Paid and disguised as a charity!
But, I ran with it
Even though I figured it's silly
He using the kids as a shield
Like that nigga in Philly!
Really?! Here lies a genius
Everything is done at this guys convenience
Y'all seen his logo
Yeah it's "Loyalty Over Money" but there's
A thin line between it! I mean it
And you on the ground with this shit
This wack MC got another two
Rounds of this shit yikes!

No matter how much I look at you
Bro I can't believe I let you battle me
This is not what I meant when I said
I was down to do some charity
They said, "Don't bring jokes
To Danny he dangerous"
So y'all doubtin' me?
Cause, I was Richard, on fire prior
(Pryor) but now I'm more like Rodney see
Cause to me the danger feels
(Dangerfield) like comedy
He gon' make some shit up like
Me gettin' snuck outta a buildin'
Like they was tryin' to fight
I'ma give you your roses while you can smell
'em and yours gon' be the violent type
My punch power like gunpowder
Bring sun flowers, you gon' die tonight
From what arose
(a rose) out your two lips (tulips) I
Knew Danny the lyin' (dandelion) type
So, so, so, so, so let me keep snappin'
Nigga, how you got weak fashion
The week Fashion Week happens?
Hollow gets a telepathic message boop Boop
Hold on Danny's already in a Parallel
Universe tryin' to rematch this
Wait, wait, wait, wait
What are you doin' there with B-Magic?
Ohh, this is the Island Of Used To Be Classic
But wait, wait, wait, wait
What the fuck am I doin' there?
Oh, I'm there to receive data through
An AI tellin' me to "practice" boop boop
Oh, what I just seen is graphic, mean tragic
Y'all wanna a reenactment?
Cool, since y'all ain't seen
The body I'ma recap (re-cap) it
Nigga, I'll bury your daughter inside a
Wall with Molotov and alcohol
I'm like a nigga that's like
"I'ma pay you on Friday" I AIN'T GOT IT ALL!
Ya bitch get buried with her
Titties out Monster Ball when I air it
Everybody hears it conference call
They said I've been gone so
I can't do gun bars i'm out the streets but
Y'all mind if I do some gun bars?
(YEEEEAHHH) good, cause I really wanted to
Do some gun bars i said, that old heat with
Me, it ain't never ringin', it's Pat Riley
But that new joint? Magic Don Juan, the MAC
(mack) 90 i said
Nigga I'll hit ya chest and
You'll start shape shiftin'
The big ratchet, the kid taxin'
I'll stay wit' it
I'll give him shots and 8 hit 'em
Ah- ah- ah, five to the body
Ah- ah- ah three up top
They think a nigga from Grape did it
Aye, I'm like that play
Cousin that play different
These bars made me say
"Fuck everybody" like that
Homie in state prison you ain't visit
Let's Blake Griffin
He thinkin', "Let's get to
Jumpin'", I'm thinkin'
"Let's trade Pistons"
My name isn't the "Dinininin"
It's actually "Hollow"
Hollow, let me show y'all
Hollow, look, my name is
Synonymous with this
Cause we can both take ya life quick
So you can put this in ya rap
But if I put this in you
You won't write shit
I know me havin' this that close
Makes you feel a way
But everybody wanna rap about guns and
Bullets 'til it's in they face
But, I won't even finish the scheme
I won't even sweat him

Hollow throw the hollow tip shell
At Danny's chest and he
Just let's it fall without trying to catch it

Good, I'ma make sure you catch the next one!
Look, y'all remember I went to
3011 in the east
West setting in a GS Legend playin' PS7?
When it comes to that weird shit
I'm the reason I brought that battle here
Cause there's no way you can
Go to a Parallel Universe
If I didn't first put it in the atmosphere
Time, nigga

Danny acts like he gets a
Call on his cell phone what up my nigga?
Shit battlin' Hollow
Yeah, he losin' here
Wait, that's his mom in the background?
Fuck she doin' there?
Oh y'all watchin', Monster's Ball
Damn, it's a lot of y'all? Knock it off
Gang of niggas pipin' her shit?
It's a conference call?
Fuck that, all this shit this nigga be doin'
Just change out him
I wish I could shoot him and reload
That same Hollow that came out him
Aye y'all, can I ask y'all a question?
Is this thing called "Battle
Performance" or "battle rap"? (Battle rap)
Right, right, right, that's my attitude
When niggas don't have a pen
They hide behind all these other attributes
Bitch I'm here to rap with you
You don't have the upper hand cousin
How y'all crown Da Don King when
He paid off another man punchin'?
Understand somethin'
You 'sposed to spit with yo' true soul
Of course
Mr "Loopy" gone always find a loophole
Bitch I'm too cold!
I can't use one of yo' quotes
When rappers catch Hollows in Traffic we
Lose one of the GOATS
You come with the jokes
That's why you lose a lot
There's a difference between getting props
And using props i'm from a stupid block
We catch new cases over old work
You can't walk in my shoes unless
You know that roads' worth
I seen a nigga killed over his Jordan's
Laid out in the cold dirt
Meanwhile, I was tryna figure
Who lost they soul (sole) first
A killer got outta jail
Over the years he had a lot of thought
He reached out to his victim's mother
Told her "We gotta talk"
She said "Nigga, I will never forgive you
Knock it off"
When you put a "G" in front of "unforgiven"
You'll see the pistol's not a fault
This nigga cotton soft
It's gone be his pride to reduce 'em
He can't go back to Oakland
Niggas gone rob him and shoot him
He can't go back to Vegas
He gotta find a solution he needs space
He even got a problem in Houston!
I gotta abuse him, lot of contusions
Knockin' his tooth in
His pain heals me, this a product of losin'!
Stop the excuses, Choppa exclusive
Doctors review this and say "How
Could you do this?"
They shoulda had 'Pac introduce us
All that money in yo' pockets is
Useless if you toxic and ruthless
Do you need a few bucks? I can spot you
I don't have half your
Popularityi just pop you (Popu)
Iron drop you, bitch, I had to go off
You can do little
(Doolittle) to understand this GOAT talk
This is yo' fault, fo' hawk
Yo' face what the beam covets
It sings as the clip starts
That's the whole theme of it
My team love it, you fakin' confidence
Get at me like you did
Joe and face the Consequence
Greatness, dominance
Combined with basic common sense
Creates an ominous state of consciousness
Satan would hate to rhyme with this
Llama spit da Don'll get beat down at
This rate of prominence
Timeless shit, y'all think he war defined?
Y'all think Da Don Marine? no
(Marino) , the nigga just borderline
And tell Lux it's more to find
Horrifyin', I should sock you
Clowns for bluffin' i got in the Building
7 niggas that'll knock you down for nothin'
Shot you down with substance
He on the ground with this shit
This wack MC got a whole
'nother round of this shit yikes!

Bro I hate black on black crime
But, you orange bruh
Like, like you could be Native
American or like, like, like a Dominican
Or, or, or, or Ranch Corn Nut they said
"Don't bring jokes to Danny or no guns"
I'm like, "Ahh" so fuck all the guns let's
Get into these knife bars
The machete is doing more than pokin' homie
I'll grab a limb and put his left foot in
Let's do the Hokey Pokey
Once the doc seen him, he said
"Let somebody else stitch you"
Once he seen the Kid cut he
(Cudi) had mental health issues i said
You could've came here with Satan
As your plus one the Hell witchu

Hollow gets a telepathic message
Boop boop boop
He's gonna do another bad rebuttal?
Okay, well send it through the scanner
He's gonna say
"Why call him orange in front of
A Full House when Danny's Tanner boop boop
Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait
So I'ma rebuttal the rebuttal?
Like scratching I'm like a DJ
Let me talk to him fuck a Full House I got a
Pair like the Olsen Twins
Chances are oh so slim
Danny, how you Living Single like Overton
When kids you got over ten?
Nigga I'm not playin'
Like it's a broken rim at the open gym
Danny, if battle rap was the open
Gym you'd be 0 for 10
Look, I was gonna mention the
Money Rex stole from him
But then I thought, "If I was from the west
Would money have got tooken?"
But then I was like, "Nah"
Cause, I would've sent Rex four pounds
Of sour diesel and booked it
I would've sent him four pounds of
Depo for four bands like
"east coast niggas don't know top shelf"
Next day, would've got mail and
I would've told Rex
"Make that 12K ya goddamn self!"
Well for 12K niggas will blast at ya
I got niggas in the crowd that be after ya
You gon' take shots before you
Leave like it's Africa
I said if I call my cuzo Jim to merk him
He'll come back with a pick
Returnin' like Richard Sherman
Like, like, "Is this the-", I'm like, "Cuzo
It's a big diversion"
Cause, while he was in the
Parallel Universe that was parallel
I prepared an L that he don't even know about
So with that
Plus this battle that's a pair of L's
See he can't use his slogan no more
Either that or he can't really
Spell cause Danny don't even
Realize I put a pair of
L's in his "Parallell"
I would take that off if I
Was you dumb ass nigga no?
So keep it on
Cause I still got the heat strokers
Y'all remember I was leaned out with
The syrup and the cream soda?
And I had the speed loaders
That's lodged on each shoulder?
Around that same time
Shine punk ass was havin'
Sleepovers with Malik Yoba fuck outta here
Time

They say I fucked up Champion Of The Year
I had to get my passion back
I choked versus Franchise, Stuey, andnah
I don't want no Pass for that
See my life is past the rap
My mind was on my babies 'cause I miss 'em
When my wife was fightin' addiction we
Lost our kids to the system
They gave us a time limit to buy a new house
She gotta stay clean
If we don't meet these conditions we'll
Lose our kids until they eighteen
I couldn't daydream
Sit back and blame myself
Y'all couldn't understand the type
Of pain I felt
I wasn't doin' all these battles
For the fame and wealth
I was chokin' cause if I lose my
Kids to the system I'ma hang myself!
Why explain myself? I had to swallow my pride
Fuck this nigga
Without my kids I'm HOLLOW inside
Yeah I died, and fans wanna bother yo' career
Fuck Champion
I was tryna win Father of the Year!
I battled the meanest men
Better than what we seen from him
I can die and still carry the
Body like Queen & Slim this a genius pen
But this battle? What it mean to him?
He got Mook next
They gone book me with "Convenient Jim"
But there's seems within
Hidden pockets like Dickie pants
I couldn't get away from them bucks
Behind like when Ricky ran
You get me man? I don't
Sell clothes gettin' numerals
I'm making sure my niggas got
Clothes for them funerals this is beautiful
Any beef I put my goons on it
I can't wait for that new LOM shit
With yo' fuckin' tomb on it
You fuckin' drug addict
It ain't like we'll all see tomorrow
Don't die like Juice World did today
That's a hard pill to swallow
You gotta sell yo' soul to be Top Tier
I'll never sell mine
This Luigi lookin' nigga gone
Catch every shell flyin'
Do you believe in a Parallel Universe?
(I DO) he try to clown my bars
Like he'll never steal mine
But in the middle of Hollow
Name you see parallel lines
I'll never fail mine

Daddy miss y'all love y'all man bar God

Danny, you brought some sad ass
Shit to battle rap i felt sorry for ya too
I can't even diss you after that i mean
That was a lot of sympathy I
Seen the crowd just threw
So shitlet me try it too
I been dealin' with jealousy hate
Envious trait's
Niggas that'd rather put their
Energy towards their enemy instead of seein'
Their relatives straight
I'm a pessimist pescatarian
I knew shit was fishy but ate
I been behind prison and them gates
And yet to this day
Hangin' with the wrong people
Was my biggest mistake
They'll spread rumors, call you a "thief"
"good for nothing" i give back and still
(steal) I'm still robbin' (Robin)
Hoods or somethin'? I can't stand y'all!
Remember that one Dot Mobb
Member look like he
Let his hands talk and his can's off?
I see most of the fans lost
But, if you know battle rap you
Know I'm talkin' 'bout Dan Barz
I'll park ya shit, curb side
Since you up here actin' woke
I'll sleep you and black ya third eye
I'll leave you in a hole like you agreed to a
Battling me is like humus, halal
Currynigga that's a recipe for Dizaster
You don't want it!
Nigga you can battle the Marino's the John
John's and all of them motherfuckers
I'll still be the meanest
Toughest Dondada that gun butt ya
Shout out Hov, he just turned 50
Y'all know what that's 'bout
So, it's only right
On this verse I black out clap off

Hollow claps and the lights in
The venue go out

I got a homie from behind put a beam on him
I got a high beam, low beam
Have another nigga- damn I got half the
Crowd puttin' a beam on him
We in LA but it feel like we Queens don't it?
Look, these are the type of moments
And he talkin' 'bout he gon'
Kill me with lyrics
I don't think that fire can melt those beams
I'm a conspiracy theorist
Now look, I'ma end this on the right note
It ain't 'bout neglect
This how you show love instead of usin'
A metaphor and show a nigga respect
I woke up to some disturbin' news
It hurt more when I heard it's true
We losin' too many young artists
That's word to Juice
We need to learn what we consume
Look, I don't have all the answers
But instead of rap murder let's be like
Nat Turner and own our masters
Cause when he gon' who gon' make
Money music? Some ole lonely bastard
While his family in Chicago hungry
And his homies trappin'
I don't condone that action
And that's how you show respect nigga time
LOM