URLtv, Jaz The Rapper, E-Hart - Jaz The Rapper vs E-Hart lyrics

So your pops ask
"Why you always battlin' gay chicks?"
Why he share rooms with Norbes
On vacation? That's gay shit
Why is every battle rapper in here
He on they dick why he look like a fake
Flo Rida that take dick?
Tell ya pops to chill or he won't
Remember how it got so real
He'll just wake up, to a Jaz
Face cause the doc's like, "Eww"
Massive trauma
Even the doc will need Dr phil
And I hope ya mama catch a heart
Attack when she see the doctor bill
We here today for the homecoming of Jaz
Y'all 5-9-15, the day that she passed on
Philando Castile: a livestream body
It was sad, y'all
And all because you had words
With O'fficial: bad call


Y'all forgot how Jaz died?
It's cooli'mma remind you
I was a witness, up close
I was standin' behind Mook
Watchin' ya death, sick 'cause I
Had a good time, too
And your soul rosethen O took
It back to the bayou! My God bless
There's no need to worry
Since you deceased already
They just brought your body to
Brooklyn for me to bury
You tried to explain ya death, I was like
"Stop it with the Tweets already"
After O'fficial fucked ya night up
You was Ayesha Curry
Matter fact, your new name should be Nicole
J
Everybody knows that you was murdered by O, J
I was rootin' for you
But you was losin' the whole way
You was climbin' the Stairway To
Heaven like the OJays
Now you hate the big stage cause
It was awful for ya
It was total slaughter in front
Of niggas from Total Slaughter
Queenzflip wasn't no help
He was for the torture
How me made you hit that water
He tried to waterboard ya
Tonight 'bout to be a repeat, this the encore
I ain't want to
But I had to do it like job chores
You been in battles
But not with bitches that's hardcore
You won't survive this PTSD from Hart's War
Fuck y'all thought? She'll 3-0
Me? That's real ill you was dick-ridin'
My first battle here and I kill still
That was back
When watchin' Smack gave me that real feel
But now you lettin' geeks on
The stagewhat's the real deal?
I'll teach ya, better watch yo grammar
I'm thoroughbred i'm first period
I don't care what the schedule read
Room full of dum dums
That's code word for Special Ed'
If arms raise you better dip low ma
Protect yo' head and get it straight
I'ma Regulate, if we warring
(Warren) G, I'll finger pop
One in you fucked, have a menage wit me
Two guns, that'll sing to you, meet R&B
Not one Bone's Thug in
('N) you don't speak on harmin' me (Harmony)
I don't wanna hear no gun talk
You ain't tough or bad
If I scream ya jaw prolly break
It's fuckin' glass
One wrong word outta ya mouth
Watch me up and spazz
Buck fifty across ya face, let's cut the Jaz
What this Bronx vs BK? Well we created this
The famous words of Kris, but tonight
Brooklyn ain't takin' shit
I'll catch you on the day you
Was born and take ya gifts i mean
I'll fuck up ya Foundation before
You Make A Wish i made a list of a few
Reasons you make me sick
You went from dressin' like a Catholic
School girl to an atheist
And all these bars aren't yours
You a plagarist
I think of Jaz, I think of onesie
Them baby shit
Pump ya breaks, you in a lane that E paved
Hoes will be givin' BJ's if it wasn't for me
J i mean they barely got respected for bars
Then E came it was me who let these chickens
Roam: I gave 'em free range
Don't come for me If you
Ain't comin' wit the steel
You get the whole company and
You wasn't in the will
Oh you don't get it? I
Give bitches the business still
Just one hit
Leave bitches drowsy that been the drill
(Benadryl) don't even grill me, I feel a way
Better control your eyes cause if
We take it past words, i'ma override
Baby biscuit I keep for bitches but
What I show for guys
It'll take your man for a spin
I chauffeur guys
Yeah she's witty but she ain't fuckin' wit E
She is high deaf, dumb and she is blind
Bitch thinkin' she is seein' I
(eye) on guard dawg
If I flip think coin toss cause she a fly
Pick heads or tails
Bitch you landin' on either side
So rap or either ride
Which one are you gon' do?
Y'all witnessin' ether live
Today J is gon' lose, we could've been
The main event in the ring
This was the wrong move
I'm claustrophobic, heart
Hart start beatin' in small room
Don't compare me to these hoes
I get mad offended i kill these niggas
Most of 'em just have aggression
I thought y'all knew
But y'all niggas keep askin' questions
They brought another youngin' so round 2
I'ma add a lesson (adolescent)

If y'all don't remember how I does this
Good I'ma remind you
It's been almost two years since I been here
I had an uhhhh time too
But, if you loved me last time
Tonight? I'm that times two
I work on my timing to address
Bullshit when it's time to
(And it's time to)
First off, O'fficial did not "kill me"
So y'all can stop the hatin'
It was just the first time a bitch
Fought back so it shocked the nation
Now they say I ain't hot no more
So I'm like a doctor waitin'
'Cause if I gotta take Hart
(heart) out to get a buzz
Let's play Operation!
I was barely gettin' reaction
Shit was crazy, it was wild
But now I know, if I wanna make a room
Blow up then I'll cater
(Al-Qaeda) to the crowd
So y'all want the me that battled 40?
Fuck it, they get that cold Jaz
So this Stockton and Malone on a pick
And roll: this the old Jaz (Jazz)
I left my keys with my purse from yesterday
I'm in my old bag flow out this world
I'm moonwalkin' but she gon' get her soul
(sole) dragged
Then you got your Remy locks in
Hair all did like it's ya biggest day
They offered $1, 800 to kill her, I said
"Up that price then we can play"
We the absolute best
These chicks ain't effin' close we
Had to see this day
Cause the only match to see
Who's Crown Royal is E&J
But, I got my clout by killin' favorites
While you was busy havin' debatables
And even when you do lose
You got a bias league that
You gettin' catered to
Cause versus Ms fit, you asked Debo to edit
A choke to see you ain't get cooked, never
I remember
You battled that bitch from Cor' set
(corset) you was pullin' strings to
Make that body look better my hook better
But how old are you? I'm sure
We all on the same page
Cause, I'm thinkin', you Lux, ICE, Smack
Swave 'bout the same age
And that's old, so you get Ric Flair respect
Like you a great one?
Nah, this old bitch top gon' get lifted in
The ring: she more like Mae Young
My hitters always on deck
I make sure I'm sendin' the goons
For Shayna and QB
Them niggas was grippin' the tools
Hustle, 40
O'fficial? They was ready to give
Them bitches the blues oh and
(Owen) Hart
I got a sharp shooter to do a finishin' move
If you ain't notice the vet's back
You never died and I respect that
But this star was molded to kill
You in the ring: Celebrity Deathmatch
If we argue, I'll take half her face off
I'm on that stabbin' shit
Blows Then the other side just
Because like devil's advocate
Peep, punches got her weak, ready to sleep
Knees wobblin'
Where I learnt that? None of your business
But E's droppin'
I'm so smooth I'm too butter
They just frontin' cause ya crew love ya
They said you gon' talk to me
Well who dis? I got a new number
Who think she got it cause I'm the
Good girl and she too gutta
Spare me the bull
Cause when you stay in your lane you
Ain't worried 'bout them two gutters
And let me tell y'all
She not even pussy she 'gina
But when 40 called her daughter
A monkey she was
Like, "Watch ya mouth watch ya m-" Oh
I get it
The key to get her out of tune is E minor
But speakin' of your daughter
Who the fuck got you pregnant?
Serious question
That's not somethin' we disregard like that
In order for one to cum, one must be erect
And lookin' at you
How a nigga dick get hard like that?
You look like a single mother
And a single father
Your daughter gon' grow up scarred like that
And I need these answers so second round
I'mma bring them bars right back
But wait, wait, wait, wait"cock the Dezzi
Jaz you can stop already pop a gun
You're too afraid to even pop ya cherry"
Y'all be countin' the days down!
Well, my cherry got popped
So what these bitches gon' say now!?

I'm killin' every bitch they say is the best
Who they gon' send next?
I done bodied a gang of
Hoes they gotta send sets
You'll lift off a ground level, get decked
Nike to the bottom of your face
Come get your chin checked
Things happen, she be rappin'
I'm in the streets my Mobb Deep we
See a Prodigy and wreck Havoc
Apologies, it's been a minute since
Y'all see E snappin' i'm back on Smack
Six years later I'm relapsin'
They say "keep it rap" I say
"As long as the bag is
Straight she still gettin'
That ass whooped and dragged today"
Peep how, it can get too real
They brought the mass to bate
(masturbate) , now this gon' be a quickie
Then after watch E jack you late (ejaculate)
Don't let me hear you gettin' money
Do it secretly
Or click clack like a Kit Kat
Share a piece wit me for half I quarter
(caught her) wit the pound
Don't try to beef wit me
Or you could die over weight
(overweight) that obesity
You never held heat and that's fact nigga
I got options, the nine named "West" and I
Call my MAC "Miller" the deuce-deuce when I
(eye) roam that's Jack Thriller
The revolver be spittin' kind of slow
So I'm callin' that "Chilla"
I made the cockiest bitches quiet down
What's in my Arsonal? Left O' red
(O-Red) with one sniper round
They talk behind my back
They be quiet when I'm around
See me with Debo, but I Debo bitches
Now how that sound?
Like what's that shit you
Like to talk on-line?
Now say it, don't act like you
Don't know what I mean, i'm file savin'
I'll leave an imprint on Jaz
(z) I'm Miles Davis
You don't get your point across in
Eight seconds you gettin' violated
You don't like me? Cool, as
Long as you respect me, fine
You discredit me you lyin'
(lion) , it must be pride
They even tried sendin' a man
In to see me die
I'm a Giant in New York they
Don't wanna see E lie (Eli)
Got a short temper, that's midget rage
The fifth will raise
It's crazy I'll let it ring
If you get engaged
We a Dizaster in Daylyt if we get the fade
For thinkin' she was good here they
Gon have to get her lemonaid
You got killers
You better get all you can get
I know cut throats that'll cut throats
It's off wit ya neck if you text me wrong
These joints will autocorrect
You'll think the gun got Wi-Fi
The way the auto connect
I said I'm all on your steps
Kick in the door so you know it's real
Play possum, cause if you turn
(U turn) it'll be overkill
Well I hope she got protection in the house
She ain't holdin' steel bullets blew 'cross
(Blue Cross) the crib she should've
Had the slogan shield i'm so for real
Point at the target I got the best aim
Especially if it's green on the
Top like the Jets game
Remember Martin? That episode when
The new bed came?
Paramedics gon' find Gina head
In the bed frame it's 'bout time
Been five years you been dodgin' me
Now it's no bitches left
You can't hide from me
I'm in that bag, gettin' all in that ass
It's a colostomy you get these bars
Like I wrote for a nigga that's E quality
(equality) i catch Jaz wherever she at like
"This block is mine"
Hit her with nine and then walk
Away like I copped a dime
Just cause you got Hart don't
Mean you got heart, you are not that live
You got good credit
Applied for hood credit and got denied
I may smile around you bitches but
Really I got cruel ways
You would've got stuffed in the locked
Back in my school days cause my Mama Said
"Knock You Out" if you played
And you'll be takin' these back to back L's
Better be Cool J
Get your folk, I'm uncontrollable if provoked
Shit can start to go downhill like
"Let's hit the slopes"
You be wit clowns that get hit and scream
"It's a joke"
What's not funny is the Aftermath if
I get her in the scope (Interscope)
Get it poppin'
I give it up like "it's forgotten"
We questionin' if you thotin' but
That's a different topic the K low
Next to one tray that's Tristan Thompson
They want you to disrespect yo' jaw
They ain't miss the problem
Compare me to these hoes I get mad offended
I kill these niggas cause most
Of 'em just have aggression
I thought y'all knew but y'all
Niggas keep askin' questions
They brought another youngin' so round
Three I'ma add a lesson (adolescent)

I ain't even take this battle for me y'all
I did this one for the fans
They like, "Finally
Jaz is goin' toe to toe with a man"
They told me to be scared cause you can fight
But what that mean? I don't understand
RIP bill Nunn cause he showed you can still
Die even if you known for the hands
We could've did this in Houston, Cali
Anywhere y'all was buryin' a body of course
That asked, "Apple or 'Manan?" I said
"It don't matter I'm still gonna make E lie
(Eli) in New York"
I'll have her throwin' up on hospital sheets
Vomit stankin', pulse fadin'
Breath faint and the organs need savin'
Who know a transplant surgeon? Tell
Him he's got a patient
Cause now they gotta give a heart
To Hart like a deep conversation
But who the fuck got
You pregnant? Serious question
I'm up here gettin' stressed cause, I mean
I look like Th3 Saga but you
Look like struggle mixed with Chess
And that's a diss to Chess
So I'm sorry my nigga
But, I hate that one tooth and your lips
You're the bitch a nigga won't take one
For the team for you a forfeit ayo Smack
I feel like these bitches be usin' me
I get on the world's biggest stage and
Don't even get a thank you
You see how they be doin' me?
But, I could tell you jealous baby girl
See you be feelin' left out
You came here six years ago
Got no call back and you were stressed out
Some of us been here two
Three even four times
He let you in once and you was kept out
Oh it's not clickin'? You mad
But you got treated like an internet ad
Cause you popped up on URL
Just to get X'ed out
They told me chill Jaz! She caught
A gun charge at 13 so?! She 53 now
What type of shit that's provin'?
I'ma do it like Ezel and
(Smokey) smoke E when I tell
Everybody 'bout the shit she doin'
Cause Erica ain't even G
I had my nigga run up on her
And she just passed the cake
He took her phone then took jewel then
She didn't even clap the eight
What y'all don't get it? I
Even got Smack like, "Wait"
What I'm sayin' is
She ain't bust soft when I
Got E jacked you laid (ejaculate)
Oh your man's mad? Well I hit niggas too
My hands got no preference think
Will Smith and Caitlyn Jenner
Cause when I swing it's for both sexes
First dude I smack
The second I'ma choke him to death
Then steal on the last nigga
I ain't over my ex now the beef can unravel
I grab the jimmy and that bar go
Over ya head like at the battles
So try somethin', cause I'm huntin'
You got beef? I invite myself
To the cookout like, "Hi cousin"
Blade out, so I'm cuttin'
Stickin' out her side gushin'
I could see she was fucked through
The clothes that's dry humpin'
Guts out, she tryin' to catch 'em
But they fallin' so she fumblin' now Eric
(a) have to pick it up
Like K-Shine when he stumblin'
And oh yeah, you used to like Cortez, right?
Why y'all ain't date? You thought I'd
Be better for the sport?
Bitch please, you wanna bounce his
Balls and slob on it
She tryin to dribble on Cort' (court)
But, you should've smashed sis' and
Made a sex tape
Y'all would've never got caught
Cause we all know that video would
Probably end up in the vault
And I seen your battles all them bitches
Seem to say the same stuff
Just know, with a name like E Hart
In every way possible I'm 'bout
To fuck ya name up so guard your grill
Cause I could snap at any moment
You my enemy
Think I won't snuff you in your face?
Wrong person, you got me mistaken
I dent an E (identity)
I got a quick plan, she
Gon' get a Chin punched, i'm a Jin fan
I was walkin' 'round lookin' for Hart
(heart) , I'm the Tin Man
And if ya boyfriend witchu
I might get that sucka bagged
You get half the clip, but
If your jaw start poppin', hart lock it
(heart locket)
Or your other half get the other half
Then after the battle I smile
At her and be kind, trick everybody
Have 'em thinkin' that we fine
Then grab the little nine once I
Find out where she hide
As soon as I got the T on her
I had the baby by Emond time

Round 3, no entertainin', it's real shit
If I ain't talk to the youth
I wouldn't be a real bitch
But they don't listen
Fuck droppin' jewels I'ma talk real slick
And who better to talk to Magenta, real quick
On my life
I love battle rap I can't get enough of it
But now it's too many rappers
On some crabs in a bucket shit
What kills me? Most of these
Niggas ain't cut for it
What kills me more is every battle I see
You be up in it you are battle raps groupie
You be in every nigga's state
Up on every nigga's stage and
In every nigga's face
You study every nigga's style and
What takes the cake
You do that fuckin' gas face
Like every nigga's great
You been to more URL battles than Smack
Say I'm a liar, see Smack skip a PG but you
Can come find a dick ridin'
Niggas that be aight, she swear "Son fire"
She be behind niggas
Holdin' they balls like an umpire
Both parents
That's somethin' a lot ain't have
But battle rap is ya masters
Your associates got the mag
You want a bachelor? You
Could've had your bachelors pops is sad
He went from bein' like a soccer dad to
Watchin' you cut your tops in half
This thot loose off of thot juice
Rumors I heard before said you
Fuckin' with the meat now
You not an herbivore
On a nigga name Pauly D bein' a flirty whore
J wild, did you lose your
Virginity out in Jersey, sure
(Shore) did Debo really take bread from
You? Cause you mentioned that, if so
My next question is, did you
Get it back cause me
I couldn't live with that
I would've ran up on Debo that
Next Friday wit the strap
Like, "Pops trippin' remember that bread
From the other night?"
You say, "What money?" I say
"My money nigga I'm standin' up tonight"
You win some and you lose
Some and you'se fuckin' right
BAOW! Debo wouldn't had made it
To see another fight
You left them? But y'all still
Cool? The nerve of shorty
Thinkin' Smack ain't never claimed you
Now you hurtin' shorty
It's ironic, you died homeless
That's word to 40
Now ya soul just gotta suffer here
You in purgatory
You took a while off, came back kind of rowdy
Told y'all Magenta needed Hart to live again
There's no you without me now you gettin'
Put under dawg for tryin' to doubt me
You should quit it
Bitch is lookin' like Ronda Rousey
Why are you here? I can tell
Around G's you are not comfy
I got so many goons in
The buildin' it's not funny
I school bitches, especially school bitches
I'm gully i'll leave your body plain
(plane) in the Hudson, I'm Sully
I said who bet bread? I don't
Know why y'all would bother nigga
We on Smack we already
Know who's harder nigga
You rap 'bout goin' nuts like
George Washington Carver nigga
My boy George accept Washingtons
To carve a nigga
Don't compare me to these hoes
I get mad offended
I kill these nigga-y'all know the rest

I was scrollin' Twitter one day, right
And I saw a link that said
"E Hart says Jaz is overrated"
I had to click that
You had the nerve to utter
Out your black ass mouth, that I'm not elite
But, you are? I'm 'bout to go down our
Resume and spit facts
We both battled Chayna and Hustle
Who gave them controversial chokes?
I did that we both battled 40
Who changed the game when they
Did? I did that
You battled O'fficial in front of Snoop Dogg
But who gave her her biggest look? I did that
So I'm not elite? I don't get that
Cause every single big match you
Have that I did too
Mine had way more of an impact
But, I ain't mad though
You can try and downplay me like
I'm weak if you want
I say forget a hater, defibrillator
It was clear that I get heartbeat
(Hart beat) from the jump i'm back Smack!
O did me like Ricky Baker and I got my
Back clapped so this is the clap back
Cause now I'm hungry
And for a bitch that wasn't eatin'
This order (disorder) bring that hunger back
Believe me a (bulimia) a feast gon' come
I'll hold it down, won't throw up from that
I'm past sick, ain't no gas trick
(gastric) , they just love the raps
Them last chicks, I wrecked 'em
(rectum) and testin' (intestine) my shit?
You can't stomach that
They said you was winnin'
Cause you got bars
Delivery and you believable and
That's a triple threat
Bitch I will stab you three times
That's my triple threat
That's cause I'm very mental
It's detrimental
I'll kill your daughter then you'll die
Right after her Debbie Reynolds
Head shot, but it just missed it
Grazed her and knocked her nose off
Y'all mama ever hit y'all phone
From the next room? yeah
It was a close call i'm on your heels
Nothin' gon stop you from gettin' bars today
Ain't No Mountain High Enough
Let's Get It On Marvin Gaye
This don't feel like a scrimmage do it?
Them other broads come to spar and play
See they just test ya pen E
(Penny) , come play with Magic
I'm the one on point to take Hart away
(Hardaway) but the fans been waitin' for
This cause they said you
On the throne and I'm kinda mad at that
A queen's supposed to be the
Most piece on the board
Right? So I gotta laugh at that
Cause, I said we doin' this on
Smack and where we at?
Bitch you followed me wherever I go
You asked them for a certain
Price I said, "no", and where we at?
You was frontin' bitch, ya numbers is low
You wanted the big stage, I wanted the small
And where we at? Y'all ain't peep? I got my
Hands dug in her soul
Cause how I move, she move, keep it cool
I got E motions (emotions) under control
Ain't nobody come to see you Otis?
They came for me bitch, I got the juice
How ironic, that if Hart
(heart) wanna keep gettin' seen on cards
She follows suit side bar, side bar
I gave these hoes two years to
Do somethin' while I kick back
And they ain't did shit
Wellbonnie had 32 battlesthat we don't
Give a fuck about, that bitch wack
This is where quality over quantity kicks in
So I battle at my pace
Who y'all want me to face?
I'ma school 'em, they my students
I'll pop E then those pupils die late
(dilate) but who the fuck got you
Pregnant? Serious question now
I'm not even rappin'
Like we all wanna know what's up
Sowhat's the story? What happened?
Oh he used a condom but it broke though?
And when it's time to be
A pops he's a no-show
Why that man let you keep it? Oh, I know hoe
The first baby mom's always ugly
That's the bro code
You taste that? Victory's sweet
Buck 50 they don't know where that
Cold cut came from mystery meat
You battled C3 and was okay
So how you gon' make it through me?
You was Michael J Fox at the arc
You was shaky with 3
Then things got heated, cause you
Brought her father up
But where your dad at?
He support you? Cause mine do
He right here and that's fact

Hold on shorty, hold on, hold on
You mean to tell me
You wasn't doin' none of your chores
I was doin' all your errands and
You was preppin' for this shit?
Erica Hart? I went to high
School wit this bitch

You battled C3 and brought her father up
But where your dad at?
He support you? Cause mine do
He right here and that's facts

Hold on shorty, hold on
That wasn't nice what you said
About me and Norbes that wasn't nice
While you wasn't do your chores
Runnin' all your errands
And you was preppin' for this shit?
Erica Hart? I went to high
School wit this bitch

So what you sayin' dad? This
Your mans? Cause if
You tell me "chill" then I'll fall back
Ayo, no disrespect to mom but
Would you hit that?

Hell yeah!with a baseball bat!

I'm from Brooklyn!
You thought you was just gon' dust
Yo' feet in the crib?
Shit can get real love
You gon' be the next Yonkers bitch
To get a feature with BIG
I asked my father, he said
"Get her or I'ma get her"
So I think I got a beat now
I'm done studyin' Hart
(heart) pace meet me at the finish line
I bet she get nervous if me and Hart
(heart) race you battled 12 months ago
So we reminisced on the old
Times durin' Hart break (heartbreak)
And now her battle price 'bout to go down
Cause she dyin' and that effect Hart
(heart) rate