The Biography of Esco vs Hov

Hov Except.

Neak Verse:

Thinking back like when it all started I was in awe with chills, this King of New York shit, it's about bout to get real, remembered that feelin, when Nas came after the crew, dumbfounded, Roc-a-fella, come to find out beef was brewing with the Lexus styling, GS, Jigga man, on the come up Flashy, leaving no Reasonable Doubt that he was a legend....huh....that he was up next, but he was hard of hearing cause It was Written, Bring it on, session he missing, too cool for school Nas left a Marcy King in the trenches, guess he thought they was tighter, britches, couldn't imagine wanted to work with a peer you respect his vision, Esco spite his competition move those scales those eyes, Nas is like, Memphis Bleek is like, Coming of Age, balling until to you falling? I can help him with that, Nastradamus, shit gets real, mind ain’t right his lifestyle written, revealed by from shots of a soldier, chess move, sovereignty of a Hova, he went full speed for the top of the world after B.I.G. was angel, his angle, make it clear through Summer Jam, Takeover, aiming to be the greatest, dethrone Queensbridge greatest savior, blueprint drawn Yeezy and Blaze and, lay foundation for the generations, speculation he #WashedKing, claiming he fathered the game so he no offspring, brought it back with Ether, historical diss it brought the world back to believing that he had a whole lot left.....in the tank......immaturity stretched on Super Ugly, shots at baby momma Super Ugly, momma Hov stepped in, shit is ugly, gloves off gotta pick sides it’s rub me, the wrong way, Ima fan of both, like the long way, transparency, picked Nas to win like the long way.....internal bias.....Jay-Z easy an equal writer, through the fire, minor drops, can’t end the beef more pride for shots, God’s Son, Blueprint 2, more sneak dissing the culture fades, the art is gone, it’s going pop, it went south Sittin Sideways, and, it's like the year is 05'.......the stage is set........Jigga man on stage, Esco appear, lay it all to rest.......that's King shit in the highest form.......no matter the weather.....we in this together, we weather the storm, my Lord...

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