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  • and read the lyrics from *LOADED LUX* (vs) *HOLLOW DA DON*

    Loaded Lux 1st:


    Power to the people we back to do maintenance
    Yeah, yeah, we gon rock like crack when it came in
    You know this work harders the Latin invasion for black entertainers [?]
    Hollow, glad you could make it, it’s just that he won’t make it
    At these tapings they don’t even show the show dances turn pro transfer to respect to the session being closed camera [?]
    Look at this, another future know it all with no answers
    Past catches up to him present day, look nana we got another kid with a gift that found out that there’s no Santa
    Afraid they never calculate the mistake they about to make
    Any time you get gassed up to get traffic
    Well it’s obvious you gon break/brake nigga
    I’m talking to a dead man at his wake
    This is an interview with a vampire, you don’t know that high stakes
    Will take his life out of place

    He don’t know that high stakes
    Will take his life out of place
    I eradicate then create
    But the gun makers the mind that combine that we brung tanks
    I don’t know what they must think
    I’m out of verses of the hearses out of trunk space
    But you a petty drug case cupcake
    Just aint front like you front weight
    I hate niggas who pump fake
    And you’ve been giving shots
    You gon play drunk date blind and find that there’s some states is unsafe
    They have holes in defences to jump the gate
    What could you do?
    I would have thought your retorts or your rebuttals through
    Data for this matchup you probably was running to
    It just aint the same back up/backup when it’s in front of you, nigga

    You know what I come and do
    You know who they came to see
    Your books you a showman
    It’s not as much about my opponent as the look I’ma go with
    Soldiers, for the glory
    Who do we put in our moments
    Well it’s a fight in the ring I can’t picture the Don King
    But he good for promotion, shit
    I wanna put it in motion
    Put it in motion
    I like aggravation on faces attracted to being famous
    This is an art
    I give you a start in imagination
    Then I pick you apart/a part like a talent agent nigga
    Clarification; my character basing was the fall of calicos greatness
    But Lux you was wrong for putting the pictures up
    Shit he was wrong for taking it

    I take it you see my last flick? Classic.
    Yours? Wasn’t too dazzling
    You waved then got wiped out brother
    Surfing just never looked worse with you in the casting
    I was all in the entertaining center
    This niggas mama name must be Brenda with this trash shit
    You look like a nigga in front of the deli that keep asking
    They gave it to you the first two times
    Oh this a habit?
    We know your story we seen the views a million and one times it’s the same action Hollow
    You keep giving us old shit
    But what else we expect to get out the attic/addict nigga?
    You baggage
    Lot of trouble in the vein
    I heard you and drake was tight
    Turns out you’re munching off the name
    Pictures of yall at dinner
    He showed the public that he came
    Well he put it in his albums too
    He said Thank Me Later, Take Care, then Nothing Was the Same

    I expose you niggas in rap collisions
    Loyalty over money
    That’s suspicious
    Wasn’t it just NYB to the death?
    Last edition
    Oh the numbers keep disappearing
    This mass magician
    Has befriended everything about New York
    The Texas slang the drinking lean, the swanging on a mutherfuckin train
    Gets a fastest way to the A [?]
    It’s another [?] that I usually train
    You in the grave cause the paying to removing the stain
    Through the exchange
    I square off for every root in your frame nigga
    Why else would a king be pawn shopping
    This for human remains
    New York vs New York
    Oh baby, this home cooking looking like grandmas
    I keep telling you Hollow fans to stop thinking of their hero as just a sandwich
    You gotta talk to them like they daddy’s little girls
    What you want with this nigga that keep going back to jail
    Did that time behind enemy lines make the family proud?
    Did [?] pal your man aint got it you hand-washing a niggas hand me downs?
    Another top tier nigga tearing on the top tier when they tearing your bottom out like nana gown
    But you lightning with the jabs
    But the footage can’t be found
    You stole hold cupcake
    You aint gonna take nothing but your panties down nigga
    You no different
    From a may dry in the laundry
    And this guy locked like a fine
    I mean you was just hanging out in the yard
    Now your spots on the line nigga

    Alright hold on, I’ll mourn him
    Yeah 12 told me get on that track
    And exploit him
    I was running around the battle scene looking for freezer storage
    Yeah I called you out
    Keep ignoring
    That’s why you aint even see this coming the way you aint see me calling nigga
    Are you a left winger or a set banger?
    Excuse me, don’t confuse me
    Your new gear dirty nigga
    You couldn’t clean up near a pack of Mexican painters
    Your closet for Kanye would be a death chamber nigga
    You wouldn’t know fly shit in a jet hanger


    Hollow Da Don 1st:


    I feel you on your Black Panther shit
    The power is engaged but you a diva nigga
    Made them wait to take an hour to hit the stage

    I said damn, taking all that time you done hurt these fans
    I guess it took a while to put on that Hells Angels jacket and them Eddie Murphy pants

    Since he wants to take so long
    Fuck it, I’ma do his original introduction
    First Smack back wait we on UW cause I stabbed Smacks back

    Loaded Lux you know what’s up when we rolling up
    Yeah we know what’s up you coked up

    Aces click fastest way to Harlem is the A train slick
    Well it’s actually the FDR but you wouldn’t know cause you don’t have a car
    But he does have a hearse, against Calicoe you set the scene you brought props and everything from that picture
    You scored cause you got the pic/pick
    When smack set the screen

    I mean just to see a Lux battle you gotta see women in violet gowns, choir sounds, tire mounts, tightrope and the lion growls
    It’s a whole bunch of “you gon get this work” and “quiet downs”
    It’s a circus act just to see this clown go through a fire round

    Was all that rented stuff? You still got the hearse you kept the tux?
    Oooh, great investment Lux
    Your death is up, neck get cut, stretch his guts, chest get - hold up hold up
    I can’t do this, he a Black Panther
    I gotta be positive with Lux I’m gonna battle the same
    Nah fuck Lux.
    I’m only concerned with the first half of his name
    Loaded 5th let’s get it in
    Over offensive lines my niggas got they face masks at your residence
    I got the goons waiting on the outside like a defensive end
    And I call them my special team
    Cause when yall kicking it I send them in

    I send this nigga to hell bring him back to life send his ass to hell again, or like you repenting sins I have him heaven sent, them your choices
    You can try hell, or let they sky tell
    Its two ways I can send them messages
    Let’s say he pick message two, and dude you right there?
    Grab the pipe blast it twice, tragic sight, Lux dies…
    I’ll fuckin, I’ll fuckin, grab a knife, slash and slice my own wrists just to battle him in the afterlife
    I’ll be like yeah, who the best nigga here?
    I wanna battle Christ, [?] and give DJ Screw a half a pint
    I’ll bring the footage back down to earth so yall fans can see him severed
    And be like damn, that was a match made in heaven
    I’ll come to a shrine guzzling wine juggling mines, I’m so far ahead and above with my time I can rebuttal your rhyme before you come up with you come up with the line

    I said let me introduce you to this cat you facing
    A mixture of Larry Davis and Pappy Mason
    A nigga who will battle half the nation with scars and lacerations
    That’s why the line outside longer than the African vaccination

    Now my next style like a reptile from the x-file
    Have your legs bound, then found in the west now keep your crib down
    My niggas play painting with his kid now
    That toss him to me and I catch him and slam him Shawn Kemp style

    I hate you Lux
    I hate you Lux
    I hope your true love grow up to be a fruit cup
    Or a nigga that’s screwed up, shoot his whole school up
    Peep how I’m putting the scheme

    Look at me king!

    You see that large picture?
    Something that I got king
    Loaded Lux. Loaded what?
    Loaded Lux. Loaded what?
    Loaded Lux. How you got the name Loaded Lux?
    Not 4s you clutch unloaded and loading up
    It was UPS, loading trucks
    You better be super loading them up because if loaded overloaded he wouldn’t be loaded enough
    I mean I was good with Goodz I surfed with Surf and now I’m loaded for Loaded I hold it for Loaded I load it for Loaded I open and close it

    Loaded Lux
    Let’s talk about choking Lux
    They said Lux choked
    I said Lux choked
    So yes they said the second and third was crazy I said damn
    I thought you meant he choked to death
    But let the fans tell it
    Some of them say he’s perfect
    He choked on purpose
    He can craft rhymes out the air and he don’t rehearse it
    He can disable a bomb and he won’t get nervous
    He’s perfect
    H can bury a meteor and it won’t resurface
    He’s perfect
    But legends don’t choke on purpose
    I meant picture John Elway on his last drive within the goal line in his 4th in 5
    The blitz come he scrambles and get in around it sees the wide receiver open then intentionally grounds it
    Legends don’t choke
    Picture Jordon game 6 4th quarter and him passing it to Ron Harper
    Legends don’t choke
    My nigga what was the obstacle there?
    You couldn’t find nothing to rhyme with hospital bed?
    I mean not popped with the lead? Shot in the head? Drop till you dead?
    You like to talk about calicoes pops and the feds
    Even that rhymes with hospital bed
    Why you didn’t just freestyle of the top -

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        Now he dying in the street, left his eyes by his feet,
        Now maybe next time, he can WATCH where the fuck he going

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                http://i.imgur.com/8RdQ0yU.png

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