urltv – rum nitty vs. holmzie da god lyrics
[round 1: holmzie da god]
i asked for you in 2018, 2019, 2020
they said, “no” every time because you lack my ascension
aye p, i’ve been askin’ the same question for years and y’all just now gettin’ it (nit’)?
i see you n+ggas lack comprehension
cause we all know you number one on the app
and i don’t give a f+ck or care less how this guy might feel
cause i’ve studied every move you could possibly make
and now that i know how y’all favorite plays
this sh+t finna be a highlight reel
your last opponent told you how big a fan he is
i used to be one too
i can’t pretend bro
but then i remembered i grew up in the hood with no ac
so all that fan sh+t went out the window
n+gga so what you they favorite
catch you lackin’ with a 24 karat desert eagle
up it, squeeze and blast
i’ll pull up, hop out with a golden cal’ (cow) and baow (bow) to an idol
and this sh+t’ll make jesus mad
if you the final guy, i’ll make sh+t difficult for you
i’m talkin’ paranoia and h+lla trouble in ya vibes
i find him, we k!llin’ son
it’s gonna be blood all on the door and a whole bunch on my .9
but if i get a location on where this loc is (locust)
we pullin’ up where you reside
and as soon as we get the call that fam’ in (famine) the lan’
we gon’ make sure that
you motherf+ckers know the vibes
me k!llin’ this n+gga will help y’all sleep better at night
“blood on the door”, “k!llin’ son” “locust” “famine”
this loss gon’ plague you for the rest of your life
blade out, leave a slit in ya neck
you’ gon’ lose your voice if you take too long to get it sutured up
ain’t it crazy what one small ripple effects?
n+gga this sh+t’ll f+ck your whole future up
ruger’s tucked, mac’s, ak’s, tec+9’s and all kinda sh+t
cause my pistol play outta this world
and sh+t tend to up and disappear when mine’ll lift (monolith)
but let me guess
you see your ops and let the .380 shoot after you done ringin’ ’em up at the wal+mart
n+gga stop, you baby groot cause this lil’ muhf+cker is all bark
but when rum punch, n+ggas get punch drunk
well let’s see if he can f+ck with me
better yet, scratch rum punch, i’ma stay away from the bars with alcohol in ’em, i’m in recovery
luckily, he ain’t die when i left his show red with the smith &
recovery? that’s cause he at the hospital door…and the first step is admission
i caught rum and his homies lackin’
but i ain’t the n+gga that they wanted to see
they ain’t gon’ get a bullet though, it’ll just be cuz’ (because)
for any reason that i want it to be
but let you n+ggas run up on me and that’s exactly when the glock finna spray
it’s gonna be slow singin’ and a whole bunch of plot diggin’ today
one of ya homies gettin’ clapped
the other gettin’ knocked out honestly cause, i am not finna play
i’m talkin’ shoot your right hand, then knock one of your lil’ friends
like your mama used to say
i’m dangerous with these guns
boy, i do this sh+t so gracious
a bullet flew as soon as the arm popped out, and this loc ate it (dislocated)
clip blazin’, keep squeezin’ ’til this sh+t is all full of nothin’
dislocated? that was off the muscle, all from me pullin’ somethin’
bullets dumpin’
b+tch i’m a fool clappin’ birds
it’s all fun and games ’til my hand on the stick, than i up the grip
we seein’ who battin’ first
they told me this was a dummy mission, he got nothin’ for me
don’t f+ckin’ bore me
this whole battle i’ma be upstairs, but that’s another story
i’m clutchin’ shorty, pistol whip, strike him with the sig’ once
then the ‘matic pop, static shock, i’ll light this n+gga lid up
then what?
a glock prolly, a c+cked shotty
y’all gon’ see a bullet hit rum in the tee (tea) like a hot tottie
do not try me
n+ggas know how i give it up, so why play
everybody wanna call god out by his name
until i’m sendin’ bullets y’all way (yahweh)
it’s my day
and i bring a different type of feel to n+ggas
so like a realtor n+gga
when you doin’ all them holmz flips, just make sure it sound real to n+ggas
cause there’s rounds like this…
round
[round 1: rum nitty]
aye, i done let y’all slide too long
there’s no mo’ free shots at the throne
cause this sh+t don’t move me
but on 2/3 it will not stop the zone
after i got called for holmz i called gotti phone
like, “i got god it’s on.”
he said, “you got god or holmz?”
sh+t, i don’t know if he’s called “god” or “holmz”
but i know god called him home
you known, as a struggle bar/angle n+gga
prolly gon’ get up here and talk to me, ain’t you n+gga?
i hate you n+ggas
with random sh+t in your bars tryin’ to relate to n+ggas
i think it’s filler
it be n0body at all
y’all: “my inmate number 247638 my n+gga
in the cage with k!llers
we had to knuckle up, pushin’ heavy
i made my celly take the upper bunk
i remember this one time, i had to+” shut it up!
cause you still (steal) a b+tch, and that story you tellin’…you’ve done enough
you might’ve smoked saga with the mike p angle, but it wasn’t tough
cause i dropped a horse before the police (pulice) got to him, like b+ttercup
i’ma f+ck you up
i hope you ain’t think that took any type of sk!lls for real
cause in that case, you had the wrong judgement and it’s all uphill (appeal) from here
for real for real
after this i may get locked, p+ssed off
if i’m p.o.’d, it don’t matter what you weigh (ua), you gon’ get dropped
for don marino, i spilled a whole bottle of mexican tequila from the tip top
but you still won’t worm your way outta this shot
b+tch stop
n+ggas be all talk but fear me
cause off top, i ain’t lost too many
cautious, you probably won’t survive all this really
so much blood loss it’s scary
they like, “look at his body.”
they won’t think god made it, like the darwin theory
on insane i walk this really
i’m from the situations livin’ dangerous
from a youngin’ really bangin’
and usually the number on the street or the ave you n+ggas hangin’
is how many seconds you get initiated
[?] daily
there’s a difference between bein’ caught up in it and really partic+p+tin’
authenticated
it be them n+ggas that was barely in it
tellin’ all the stories, tryin’ to relive it
and the n+ggas that was really spinnin’?
scarred mental, they lowkey tryin’ to forget it
but you done done, i brung out a .50, 16 in the clip, plus one
i’m takin’ somebody with me
i don’t get it
why would you even sit me with this lame?
when they say, “nitty could be the goat, if he just add somethin’ different to his game.”
all i do is punch, i don’t be switchin’ up my lane
over and over the same thing expectin’ different results
…b+tch i really am insane
on the gang you really ain’t gon’ murk nothin’
you said you did the tournament just so coffee, myverse and hustle will let you f+ck?
too much thirst brother
let me put you on some game, you might learn somethin’
you tryin’ to find an easy way to get yo’ smash on?
might just have to call jaz phone…her work number
i’ma burn somethin’
in these small rooms, i’m on my own
i mean, i’m on the throne
this my profession, this where you don’t wanna try this at home
little n+gga i’m grown
anything you did, i done mastered it, like trappin’ sh+t?
illmaculate
even when the work was no good, i never seen an addict quit (inadequate)
i’m talkin’ back when n+ggas had beepers just to make that sell
you post up, and the pager (page’ll) keep goin’ off, like facebook jail
for real
if i send a gang, it’s h+ll
they squeezin’ ratchets
first and second they light you up in the skies, wreaking havoc
third, fourth and fifth, they put you in the ground son, i’m tryin’ to see it happen
we viewin’ this body on the sixth
you gettin’ put to rest on the seventh
it only took a week to plan it
d+mn it
can it, i’ll pop this b+tch
up the nose he caught the stick
test me and i’ll shut down this whole event
i’m that positive
b+tch
[round 2: holmzie da god] 10:00
before i get into whatever the f+ck my second consist of
maybe angles, maybe jokes
or lines about the hammers i bang
y’all seen friday after next, right?
don’t cuz look like the little n+gga that be like, “i heard y’all got new security guards. that’s out here harassin’ our grandma and things.”
but it’s the gun line king
always quick to reach for his belt with the straps
and them punches got y’all thinkin’ this little man complex
but he just used that to pick up for everything else that he lack
it ain’t that you only punch
but why every punch gotta be a gun?
you got these n+ggas seriously fooled
and the way you dress it up, come off as cheap threads
strictly based on the material you use
similar to a ball of yarn
cause with them punches, you manage to stitch through every loophole
so, we know the bull fire lead
every line is met with the sticks, what you crocheting?
or he got the .4 by your head
always the same pattern, like a quilt, find something new to try instead
and y’all gon’ keep stringing him along until there’s nothin’ left for (k)nit’ and he holdin’ on by a thread
that’s why you should either pick a new pocket or find proper placement
and i only reference a ball of yarn, just to let you cats know i ain’t nothin’ to play with
i’ll send a n+gga that bang red and blue to hit him up
cause joint mission is a different type of effort
and when you find out a blood and a crip did it?
that sh+t send a different type of message
you think e.f.b. finna help you?
huh, six feet is where y’all finna be
i wish the f+ck i would let somebody short stop (shortstop) what i’m doin’
i’d rather swing on him, so watch your pitch when you talkin’ to me
but let me guess, you gon’ flip holmz (homes) like real estate when the glock finna peel
or, no, no, no, it’s like the purge cause when it’s time to ride out you got holmz (homes) on lock with the steel
n+gga keep playin’ with me and i’ll have your whole family wearin’ all black attire
they don’t wanna keep hearin’ shot after shot after shot after sh+
even if you rap it (rapid) fire
i get it though, cause n+ggas like cuz webb got h+lla punches
and will have the fans turnin’ in they seats
that’s cool and all, but n+ggas like me got substance
and the difference between webb and ours (webinars), muhf+ckas can learn just what i speak
why webb though?
cause with them punches you put your own little spin on it?
the fans find enticement in your talents
they catch all that fly sh+t and eat it up, huh?
they think it’s exciting how you balance
every line is unique and you made it your own, right?
with the writin’ you be wildin’
that’s cool and all, but switch up every now and then
cause webs (cuz webb) tend to leave you stuck in spite of man’s (spiderman’s) talents
spiderman?
cause my morale is (morales) is to black so y’all don’t care what’s in web (webb) cartridge
all that hate left venom in my heart, and i won’t stop ’til the only thing that’s left is carnage
but pause it
you liked that spiderman sh+t, didn’t you?
keep it real yourself
either suicide or i’ll do the job, you decide, right?
k!ll yourself
no n+gga, build yourself!
you’ll be dangerous if you’re more well rounded
i won’t deny that the sh+t that you do get off is dope
but that same loophole gon’ end up stranglin’ you ’til there’s no chance available
and it’s gonna be hard for him to get off the ropes
i managed to merge both of his slogans in one concept
god d+mn it, need i do more?
and i only did that, cause over time, it’s no way to flat out end the fourth quarter
so i tied ’em both up to even the score
these hands? like anesthesia, you know the medicine from dentists
one hit’ll put him smooth out
i only said it if (sedative) i meant it
machete out, take everything from the shoulder down
now a one arm tux is what he’s buried in
as soon as i seen that nephilim since you wanna be alien
in your face n+gga now what?
on my waist with the pound tucked
or the chopper, full of 7.62’s, and you’ll get eight (ate) when it’s round up
n+ggas been lookin’ for a way to cook rum?
well here’s the recipe
you better have insurance on your house, your car and your healthcare especially
i’ll wait until everybody leave a spot, just to make sure no one else there to mess with me
and once his resource is low, in come holmz (income homes) and now your welfare is in jeopardy
i could’ve k!lled him without noticin’
but i made a flash from the left before i let him have the sh+t
and i only brought it up so he could see it from the other side
i was playin’ devil’s advocate
and it’s crazy
cause this round is worse than my last one…
time
[round 2: rum nitty]
this sh+t ain’t finna work no mo’
(i’m talkin’ to smack again)
this sh+t ain’t finna work no mo’
i’m supposed to be battlin’ n+ggas like cal’ and verb fo’ sho’
y’all n+ggas went out and gave me verbico
this sh+t dirty bro
but on insane crip i’m finna start chargin’ you n+ggas double for my service though
i’m finna smoke you, even though i ain’t tryin’
and i ain’t tryin’
ruin him
cause you did this for the opportunity to get your name higher
i did this for the dead presidents, i ain’t lyin’
so tell me, how can nitty die, givin’ a shot to a wave rider?
try me, if a n+gga play, i’ma demonstrate
you prolly seen this shot goin’ a different way like a ricochet
i get in range and split a face
you’ll get snapped on, i’ll bat holmz (homes), his sh+t’ll cave
a n+gga brave thinkin’ he ain’t in danger
playin’ witcha life will make me take it
the power’s in my hands; kamaya+maya
i made ya, break ya face than shake it
bro get cut foul, then his throat get cut now
that sh+t’ll open up loud like a cake container
change the game up
i’ll lay you down with this razor out
put a remix on your features, they all separated now
anything can set (cassette) me off
cause if i flip and bring out the b+side, they bringin’ tape around
who playin’ now?
you better make your next move your best move
you see how i did don? disrespectful
stretched dude
he ain’t die but needed surgery for a head wound
dreadful
woke up talkin’ to the operator in spanish
and you about to get pressed too (2)
you gon’ check who?
calm it down k!ller
cause if i line up the sig’ (cig’) and ask “who wants smoke” in the building
we know it’s not a loud (allowed) n+gga
i’ll end him
i do not stall
they was just sleepin’ on the material
like chloroform on a washcloth
sayin’, “punchlines don’t work”, but that’s all false
cause i can flip any holm’ word (homeward) and you bound to take a loss dawg (lost dog)
i been to shot y’all
glock be in my denim
let me put it to your roof holmz (homes)
you already know off top what i’m concealing
and i hate a n+gga, talkin’ while i’m spittin’
like, “that was light.”
you respondin’ to my writtens
give me more reaction, just know i got it in the buildin’
n+gga you trippin’, you must be thirsty to get bodied
have you ever used webmd?
you searchin’ for a problem
and i got ’em
whole squad on go
if we slide on cuz block, you know rum shot
hands down, drive the boat
they talk the most until choppers show
that’s when you see a little b+tch come out of holmz (homes) like a doggie do’
i let off the pole
serve cuz
throw him in a trunk, burn some
you can be as loud as you want, but your body never turned (turnt) up
your turns up, and it stops with me
glock in reach
i shoot, and drop holmz (homes) on the spot like monopoly
you hot? let’s see
this is it d+mn it
big standards
but don’t f+ck up your shot
cause after this, they gon’ give holmz sikh (home sick) if you miss family
this b+tch blam it
i get all y’all murdered
i empty out and then toss my burner
throw the steel and (stealing) change, like a car wash worker
serve you
i’m tryin’ not to lose my control
but if i bring this little power out, i might blow a fuse boxin’ holmz (box in homes)
lock and load
i ain’t gon’ play with y’all
thangs will draw
two mini macs (macks), welcome to the player’s ball
take a loss
if this b+tch blow, you gon’ get smoked
it got intense (in tents) but we ain’t seen holmz (homes) since, like skid row
big fo’
you can’t keep it real yourself+
[round 3: holmzie da god]
tryin’ to come up with a unique angle for nitty was d+mn near torture
sh+t was stressin’ me dawg
and then it hit me like four days ago and now i got a question for y’all
arsonal, brizz, chess, charron, dna, geechi, john john, jc, iron, suge
now what do these ten names have in common?
well the fact that they all battled him is one
but that’s ten, million viewed n+ggas that don’t have a million viewed battle with rum
we used to question why you don’t got no clean bodies
but this sh+t say a lot now
cause it ain’t just them, it’s even more standin’ after that ten count
which explains why you never had a knockout
[round 3: rum nitty] 23:15
end: 26:45
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