The Problem vs. The Hustla

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 b**ch
And in that corner is Cassidy the Hustla
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 spitting
None of that sh*t you was spitting last week last month
I want it off the top of the head
I don't want your mom ad-libbing your sh*t
I don't want your man ad-libbing your sh*t
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 hitting the click up dick sucks
Had your b**ch in the telly throwing 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 prevail I know but a shell
Make him yell like hoes when I perfom hotel
What   I told you this ni**a wasn't
Bitching with me you can't be serious
Look kid I told you this sh*t wasn't gonna be easy
It's ain't gonna be hard
I told you this kid was a problem
He ain't no problem
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 b**ch in a man's body
You a disgrace who wrote your sh*t Mase
Your album wasn't nothing like the sh*t on the mixtapes
First you was hustling busting 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 ni**a
One verse'll merk all your personalities ni**a
You garbage and ain't nothing trash about me
I'm the hustler muthf**king
Ask about me ask about me b**ch
Oh sh*t 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 sh*t 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 ni**a
That track would have been wack if it wasn't for Jigga
I'm a ladies man chicks loving a ni**a
But I'll still put a slug in a ni**a braat
Real funny I went gold but get money on the road
And I own a hundred percent of my publishing ni**a
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 ni**a
You'll take more shots in your face then Madonna ni**a
You get eight I'm like dime a ni**a
You don't battle you
Make songs for the chicks like Mashonda ni**a
The best is me I got stripes like a referee
And coke coming on boats like a refugee
You should switch flow ni**a your shits gold
When I drop I'ma sh*t more than your sh*t sold ni**a
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