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king of the dot - daylyt vs danja zone lyrics
transcribing
[round 1: daylyt]
alright, daylyt versus ooops, that’s fire, right?
i like to call this the sequel
this time, i’ma sacrifice my first verse just to talk to my people
question, question, question, question
you said you be about it right? right?
well, today, i’m here to sweat your persona and show your g is doubted
question, didn’t the cops k!ll a n-gga in your city?
that life you said you be about it?
so you mean to tell me it was a riot right outside your door
and you ain’t protest? you ain’t throw a rock at the police?
n-gga, you ain’t even tweet about it?
los told you it’s a war going on outside
these type of n-ggas’ll get us k!lled
if we was the spartan 300s, this would be the b-tch -ss n-gga who couldn’t even lift his shield
i say “show me your sword,” he go “huh”
look like he drilled him in the spot
look how he drilled him in the spot
but if you can’t lift your shield, how we ‘posed to believe you familiar with the block?
oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god
danja, well joint
i told him, we need to be stronger like well joints
you know why this n-gga couldn’t help us in the war?
‘cause we had a basketball game in arizona
us versus them and he let a 13 year old white girl score 12 points
what? n-gga, writer’s block make you a friend of me but sk!ll make you a enemy
so we gon’ shoot the head up ’til death like we driving that ride with kennedy
this your shot to the top, well, you better pretend to be
precision, ‘cause in this division, we divide
one body with more lines than the side of a centipede
the crime’ll be into threes, it’ll be trilogy penalties
the the third call out for this guy, [?] well don’t hide your energy
mr. devil, whatever level you decide your pen to be
high, he fried, what i’ma try for this guy called “rhyme infinity”
as the opening line spill, they say this the day we fear, he crazy tier
so, for i, i’m hoping the cries real
mr. battle rap’s god’s gift versus mr. presentless
how you ‘posed to surprise quill with some quotes like you yoshi when 9s peel?
you gon’ l!ck a sh-ll? you let it ring on these b-tches? you hope she the bride still?
crowd giving homie that side feel with them light jokes
you gotta show some type flow ‘cause this show for the white folks
oh, this is seinfeld
notice this side filled with hope, bruh
think oprah, my b-tch toting that 9 trill
get money left on a random table, i guess it’s hope for the side bill
they say “chill,” he tried gain, stains soaking
hoping for the clean wash, better potent that tide
‘cause beating me is a not for the next n-gga, better focus your tied sk!lls
whoever i battled they said was stiff compet-tion, well notice they died still
i left ‘em all lyin’ in packs, i showed ‘em my pride’s real
now you facing a 15 second clip of greatness, i’ll show you divine sk!ll
they said he good, right? he could fight
but i’m suge knight, i told him “my drive k!lls”
you ready, watts? for the steady box
body wet as a belly flop, yeti watch
i told you i would be monster, when i write, hand sharp as a freddy chop
day’s in his bag, you can tell he jot
hot as the devil, my level, they bet he top
they better stop, it’s only one i in the game, fetty wap
the thug’s gon’ pay me, the blood’s gon’ pay me
i can’t get away from this nina, i’m in love with my baby
this year, i’m gettin’ a lot of wins, i’m making [?] noise
oh baby, he ahead with lines, i’m making tadpole joy
but hold, is that the reason you say i’m a -ssh0l- true?
you get hit with the machine, kid, say h-llo to astro boy
[round 1: danja zone]
in this game, i’m jordan, magic and bird all in one
you ain’t even the -ssist man to the sixth man
nor or you who they could deem harder, son
yet, you standing here like you the man in your city with plans to diss me
knowing line for line who they -ssign fail, not even george could stanza with me
so what the f-ck you gon’ do with god? i’m through with y’all
whoever picked him for the win, this is buns from belly agains buns from booty call
with a f-cked up twist at the end, and i done had it with ya
antics, filler, quit rapping, i don’t care it’s feeding you like a rabbit’s dinner
it’s dc, maryland, and f-ck everything past virginia
n-gga, you lost to lavos? and losing to esé was -ss backwards
n-gga, i told him june in cali, you better have b magic with ya
‘cause i’ll get rid of lyt and block on 30 days like an alaskan winter
‘cause you average with the flow
your battles on the low never made the cut and was ‘posed to get severed two summer madness’s ago
but we on this wave where our pens speak
we cool, but battle rap is when friends beef
which is lite to y’all ’til i enlighten lyt and enlighten y’all
when light come between a n-gga tryna make ends meet
i swear to christ and god everything i write is hard
like enlighten, removing light to make ends meet
see what i did to enlighten y’all?
complex concepts that danja makes simple
should be enlightening to a g like the gatorade symbol
b-tch, you finna lose advantage
gettin’ bodied on the net in your own backyard and i ain’t use a hammock
it ain’t got sh-t to do with fads or the newest fashion
getting addressed on stage, he’ll be missed where he from like a beauty pageant
you a f-ggot, and going soft
but getting shot, we won’t involve
sike, you was hit with strays, don’t lie
but when days go by, family matters is coming on or going off
your bro is lost, you shouldn’t even doubt it
so what do you propose i do except put a godd-mn ring around it?
the b-tt of the gun got a scorpion death lock sting about it
so perhaps day’s pat stay, ‘cause once this cal hit his head, he ain’t gon’ do a godd-mn thing about it
think about it, no really, think on it though
you might be light from watts, but i’m the one they seen with the glow
so, n-gga, you’s finna lost to mr. scrooge
‘cause present day, i’m the meanest n-gga you know
and yo, he did a show with mickey and lupe
i k!lled mickey, saw verb and made dude from the lou’ pay
but you, day? trash, yo, he a dimwit
y’all condone the acts of this dipsh-t?
if we review the facts, though, we may find a tidbit
bringing you on stage was a fiasco to begin with
[round 2: daylyt]
as i continue my road of positivity, only reason i’m here is just to preach
to put the message through the safe zone of my lil’ n-ggas head, where i’m steering is just a breach
’cause the beef they still edit
what we need to stop doing is calling our brothers and sisters b-tches and hoes
[someone in the crowd]
shut the f-ck up, we don’t wanna hear all of that, shareef
[daylyt]
first verse was my test round
this new quill i copped make sure everybody’ll rest down
i’m blessed how i got the whole game on locks ’cause i always come with the best style
this level i get’s hot, i chose to do this battle in cali ’cause we got the best crowd
i done became a virus to everywhere but my home, but i’m back to the west now
they say “daylyt, why you taking this bacon hot trash? you must be digging for pig in the dumpster”
but when i jot for enemies, line boxed infinity, that’s what happen when the grit is amongst ya
the answer? i been a cancer since i was a baby
that’s why i grew up to know how to wig on a youngster
with the pen, since i ben 10, this kid been a monster
four years old, i had to beam a n-gga
we go hard, gat’ll steam a n-gga
they say i was cuckoo ’cause i had the tutu like a ballerina n-gga
gat katrina n-ggas
i buck for the whole city, gat’ll [?] a n-gga
all these shots that i land, i told you, this cat’ll lean a n-gga
dude just a savage
i been in every war, n-gga, duke in the
the guns i drew bury more n-ggas than you can imagine
i’m no b-tch, you f-cker
on my mom, i told you, i’m gon’ get you f-ckers
i gave you the shot, now defeat is going swell
i told you, i’m gon’ get you suckers
but it’s time to send zone, with the pen, zone
i k!lls this p-ssy, never the friend zone
you a f-ck clown, soon as you touch down, i’m tryna end zone
four spray at his whole crew, four spray and we gon’ shoot
i got one two-two, two threes, zone play if we want to
he get two sweet rounds in one pack, the pen flavory
see, when i spazz, it’s the last of my kind, i came to end danja species
i don’t care who danja is, this is dangerous
see these n-ggas? they ain’t tell you battling in cali is dangerous
these n-ggas on the watch crazy, if you watch crazy, they cut off danja wrist
danja b-tch, you unattractive to the girls
b-tch told me she gon’ charge him 25 dollars to get this n-gga c-ck in
look at you, it’s impossible for you to get these b-tches rockin’
last time danja got a dance in the club, mystikal was poppin’
look at you, mobster
you dreading it ’cause i’m the look of the roster
i got a star wars gat, soon as i take a look at you, baka!
let’s flip that, i got a newer gat
somethin’ metal like master splinter for these sewer rats
gun’ll pick you up from anywhere, that’s a uber gat
should i keep it going? give me 20 dollars
[round 2: danja zone]
ayy, what’s with all the contact?
you keep touching my chest like i gotta respect you
bringing up your n-ggas, am i supposed to be scared if waka flock and rick ross supposed to protect you?
but he said i don’t get no b-tches though, right?
well, my name ain’t tyrone
so i’ma start this round with f-ck this battle, i’m here to f-ck your wife, long d-ck style, n-gga
n-gga, i will give her face all that pipe
she stay with me, she getting her skull f-cked all at night
you remember the face ali made when sonny liston lost that fight?
well, she gon’ have to do that to get her jaw back right
but i’m off that, sike!
this may not be pretty, the way i do day wife is silly
then sadly kick her out the navi’, leave it [?] hanging by the lincoln like daylyt in philly
or record me giving her straight pipe, and really your ho’ll get raped, we roll the tape
you gotta watch me stroke and poke her face with the poker face and hold it straight
you home invade? i’ll post and wait
strap form under the coach with scalp, yeah, that’s my sofa 8
no one’s safe like when you date a chick and she find miscellaneous texts and naked pics
of some basic b-tch, so as a way to flip on bae and sh-t, you fake like you angry, p-ssed
like you know what? you make me sick going through my stuff
see, that’s why ain’t no trust in our relationship
but day’ll trip, on his gangster sh-t, i painted that picture
’cause when the nina confront him, it’ll flip this crip just like that n-gga
i’m back with a different view of this b-tch like a peeping tom
i go r-t-rded for the team, he gon’ see a n-gga from pg letting it sing, be wrong
if he don’t do that right thing, i will radio raheem devone
the type sh-t d be on
got him like “he dead nice” at the moment
so i’m the only one carter deems great like
stop with the trolling, side bet
and i’ma trifecta sidestep, apply pressure presently
you was better not showing, that’s a first trimester pregnancy
prepped, he better be, who saving dog?
st. bernard, which may be off topic
faking like you used to be with jaz, but what can day really say to john stockton?
we don’t need to weigh devone’s wallet, he making false profit
i should give his face a cross
if i can’t break his jaw, lock it, that’s jamie foxx or maybe not
but’ll still make an impression better than affion crockett
stop it, you came here to stand all brolic?
then he gon’ mention watts and baltimore, tryna compare our riots?
you still gon’ lose, wait, the can’s off silent
i drop some pounds but i’ll raise ’em just as fast, luther vandross diet
and i give oprah a run for her money, i feed on rappers
instead, men retreat off top when frees don’t matter
but he’s no factor, just a fake for fronting
as far as bars go, they paid day for nothin’
you had a cl-ssic with ooops? quiet room, trez was stumblin’
but i ain’t’ ooops or the chef unless i make a mistake or somethin’
that was so well done
[round 3: daylyt]
[round 3: danja zone]
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