Cassidy - The Problem vs. the Hustla lyrics

Ladies And Gentleman
I'd like to welcome y'all here tonight
You all are about to witness
One of the greatest battle to
Ever go down in hip-hop in this corner
I'd like to introduce Cassidy the Problem

It's the problem bitch


It's the hustler ask about me

Battler to the center of the ring
I want a nice clean battle
I don't want you spittin none of that shit
You was spittin last week last month
I want it off the top of the head
I don't want your mom ad-libbing your shit
I don't want your man ad-libbing your shit
Touch mics, let's go

I'm in the zone boy and I got the chrome boy
I'll have blood gushing out your
Dome on your homeboy
I'm a threat see you should
Of left me alone boy
I'm real to the chromosome you a clone boy
Chicks get bone I'm know
For getting dome boy
Probably got your baby moms number
In my phone boy
And if I hittin the click up dick sucks
Had your bitch in the telly
Throwin her 'SIX" up
Yea we made her lick nuts then
Hop on the 6 bus
After this over than they gon try
Say this was fixed up
They gon be like he cheated
That's why he beated
I've been in wild battles
And won I'm undefeated
The punch lines that I put in the streets
Even made freeway say "Put on a beat"
Only the strong pre-vail I know but a shell
Make him yell like hoes when I perfom hotel

What?! I told you this nigga wasn't fuckin
With me you can't be serious

Whoa whoa whoa break it up break it
Up battlers back to your corner

Look kid I told you this
Shit wasn't gonna be easy

It's ain't gonna be hard

I told you this kid was a problem
He not fuckin with you though

He ain't no problem

I need you to get in there
Hit 'em with those punch lines
Those metaphors
You gotta make sure your flow your delivery
You gotta make sure all that's on point
Hurt his feelings, bite his head off

Listen to this all that lip will
Get you and your man bodied
I'm the man you a bitch in a man's body
You a disgrace who wrote your shit? Mase?
Your album wasn't nothing like the
Shit on the mixtapes
First you was hustling bustin them shells
Then you went commercial to get
A couple of sells
That's what you got a couple of sells
And you probably wouldn't of sold
Loads if wasn't for Kels
Well you was crazy man with
The punch line flow
But now you the ladies man
Where the punch lines go
Yo it don't get no better
You was smiling chi-town stepping but
Ain't get no cheddar
If you a star, I'm a galaxy nigga
One verse'll merk all
Your personalities nigga
You garbage and ain't nothing trash about me
I'm THE HUSTLER MUTHAFUCKER ASK ABOUT
ME aSK ABOUT ME PUSSY

Oh shit break it up break it
Up back to your corners
This the last round I want y'all to
Both spit eight bars a piece
No more than eight bars
Cassidy the Problem I want you to go first
Then Cassidy the Hustla I want you to go next
You Ready? GET IN

I got shit on lock
Like I'm constipated you will get abominated
I ain't lyricist of the year
But I was nominated
Where your strip at you ain't hustling nigga
That track would have been wack
If it wasn't for Jigga
I'm a ladies man chicks loving a nigga
But I'll still put a slug in a nigga BRAAT
Real funny I went gold but
Get money on the road
And I own a hundred percent
Of my publishing nigga

Ok ok ok that's it that's it
Cassidy the hustler you ready?
It's your turn eight bars let's go

You don't really want the drama nigga
You'll take more shots in your
Face then Madonna nigga
You get ate I'm like Dahmer nigga
You don't battle you make songs for
The chicks like Mashonda nigga
The best is me I got stripes like a referee
And coke comin on boats like a refugee
You should switch flow nigga your shit's gold
When I drop I'mma ship more
Than your shit sold NIGGA

That's it that's it it's over it's
Over we have a winner
The new heavyweight freestyle champion
Of the world cassidy the Hustla

Geah it is what it is don't act surprise

Okay kid what are you planning
To do after this victory

I mean you know keep getting money keep
Hustling keep doing what I do
And if you bastards doubt me