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urltv - danny myers vs. jey the nitewing كلمات الأغنية

[round 1: danny myers]
y’all came to see this guy rap
i was thinkin’ this guy wack
he knew he was gonna meet me at the ‘crossroads’ cause i (eye) black
bar god!
i seen ya girl, she was pretty attractive
i knew i was gonna get her pregnant on christmas, cause i knew i wasn’t gonna wrap it
bar god!
nome 11
i let down every supporter that i would slide for
i became the first battler on url, smack had to apologize for
now you can sit there, mope, cry, be traumatized or…
get on a plane, come to seattle, and go through this n_gga mama side door
i speak homicide lore, am i k!ller? yes, but i’m still a chef
i made blues off drywall like the predator in the bathroom tryna heal himself
in the hood i displayed power, grey powder, i’m straight sour
when n_gga’s 9 to 5’s couldn’t provide ’em a feast, they ate ours (8 hours)
our rock comparisons ain’t the same, don’t get it confused
i used to give the people’s elbows as i was finishing moves
y’all consider this fool a bully? y’all know dude’s just trippin’
my og’s had beef in the streets, with fleets of car phone crews spittin’
my palm strong, brute physics, i’ll crush the gun you think yo’ dog gone shoot
like it’s a cup of styrofoam then beat yo jawbone loose with it
watch what you rap to me, my n_ggas don’t understand it’s a riddle
basically my clique’ll (cl!ck’ll) pop out lead over any words this mechanic’ll pencil
i got tyrannical issues, from hustlin’ g packs andwunnin’ with street cats
you nothing to peak at, who the f_ck could you beat black?
a punch’ll make a couple of t__th cracked
i could confront you with knuckles, but i got kids at home, you know i’m brought something to eat back
m_th_f_cka just relax, i’ll have you leakin’ in this battle
he’ll die with his eyes open, i’m talkin’ sleepless in seattle
remember that plane got hijacked out here? i’ll remind him when he see these rugers
a pair’ll (parachute) shoot out the night (nite) wing like d.b. cooper
we recruit the, wild n_ggas that be on molly trips
real k!llers that ain’t scared to let a tommy rip
the kick under the handle could make a dolly lift
b_tch you somona, this gun’ll stick to ya gums…it’s a poly grip
try me b_tch, you don’t know if i’ma k!ll you, or give you sp_ce
poker face, i’ll raise the suspicion, and send you eight (insinuate)
they pretend you great, you mix sarcasm with wit, all performed with aggression
how you get praised for being nonchalant when hip hop is a form of expression
f_ck jey the nitewing!
my n_gga been in the cage since 19
now his son the same age, he can’t even say the right things
but he a war vet
his release date so stretched the staff of his parole hearing ain’t even born yet
more death!
n_ggas spray randomly, day and night
for him, spreading death in every direction is a way of life
i can use a k or snipe, with the type of guns that only dough bring
or i can pay less (payless) and get the cheaper strap, i’m still a pro wing
the plug gave me a whole thing
in my brain, i knew i could make it flip
but i f_cked it up, and still didn’t strain the relationship
so how you gone make me a pack?
jumpin’ on twitter, this a battle in ya field
think you got home court advantage see that’ll (seattle) get you k!lled
rest in peace my n_gga el
he was slipping and caught in traffic
his ops pulled up next to him and said these b_tches just ought to have it
do you believe in a parallel universe?
(i do!)
he didn’t have his gun on him, and his clutch burned out
he caught a headshot, and his brain shifted from all the static
and ever since that day, his homies vowed to stick to the automatic
my vision is causing havoc
you on the ground with this sh_t
this wack mc got another two rounds of this sh_t
yikes!
[round 2: danny myers]
seattle’s favorite mechanic where you can get your car tuned and enjoy
this n_gga telling you what’s wrong with your whip in a cartoon villian voice
y’all ever been to jey’s shop? he told my n_gga, “your axles broken”
“the radiators’ cracked and that is smokin’ ”
“i tried to stop it, i can show you the schematics and fiber optics”
“i had it all printed on the diagnostic but i forgot it ”
i ain’t tryna knock it, but i hate you b_tches
n_gga i’ll crash ya momma car, into your sister car and make you fix it ”
again, how you gone make me a pack? i was selling weed when a joint could get you 5 years, i knew doors would open
b_tch i started off with 20 pounds like a newborn somoan
i showed n_ggas new forms of flowin’, let the lesson begin
it was my work that helped the west get respect for it’s pen
ultimate madness, i saw you change into all of the rappers
when n_ggas started doing parallel universe, i literally saw the change i put into all of the rappers
it’s levels n_gga, i invade their sp_ce on a day to day
i get in front of men n black, you can ask my agent j (jey)
i been this nice, since the 80’s my pops lived this life
he rode on big wheels ‘cause he had his block set to guy fisher price
ya n_gga hype, he shouldn’t have said a f_ckin’ thing
it looked like he got shot down by a mech suit the way i gunned em (gundam) wing
for the right price, get ya life swiped, grippin’ the cali
i’m eddie cane, i f_ck up nights like this in the alley
dippin’ denalis, looking for the mad king with more pressure
3 rounds ring on the top of this clown head, now he a court jestor
war efforts, i can stop there, but i think that’s stupid
scoliosis surgery, i grab the tool, and get straight back to it
they love you ‘cause of yo’ voice, get ya wave cap blew in
they put this b_tch in front of the bars like maybach music
i do payback ruthless, i’ll catch em having dinner, then air the clown
kick in his do’, hear the voice, push a b_tton, and spin his chair around
i let it sing, talk about my loss? tell em my work ethic ain’t never been seen within this b_tch
every sat_rday, a new episode, i gave y’all seasons of this sh_t
champion of the year? that whole panel should be outta commission
i won 12 battles in a row, lost one, now i’m outta contention?
keep them n_ggas outta my mentions, i went to nome and choked, y’all right i’m foolish
but that’s the same thing y’all gone say about this snipe i’m usin’
danny myers…
made it to the biggest night of his life and blew it
twice i shoot it, i’ll take a murderous route
them first 2 rounds were real sick (sikh), wasn’t no need for a third to come out
you wasn’t even deserving this clout, and you on the ground with this sh_t
this wack mc got a whole ‘nother round of this sh_t
yikes!
[round 3: danny myers]
who’s ya f_ckin’ consultant?
you told you were the best in seattle when it comes to somoans?
you studied my every move in dozens of showings
watched me go back and forth so much you didn’t realize you were under hypnosis
i leave n_ggas sunk in place, (sunken)
i got a mental blockage, sick as a cannibalistic nicaraguan
catch em at the radio station tryna play crane and ichabod em
he brainless, they asked you to narrate, he said yes “they need my vocals”
i watched the trailer and realized smack put a green light on you
the beam might glow through, help me bust the flame properly
what y’all think gone happen if i up the k awkwardly?
a ruptured brain probaly
punctured main artery, you pumped ya veins all this week
juicing, tryna play gorilla
i know this generation use cellphones for pictures, but f_ck that, ima pole a roid takin’ n_gga
i’m old school, i had a lot to employ, i was on the block with my boys
we used to hide the crack under our tongues, you could hear the rock in my voice
i had a glock i would hoist, trip, and it would fly off me
he claims king ’til i put the k to night (knight) and change his hierarchy
y’all let this man come on the scene, no haircut, no shave, said he was y’all king, and y’all accepted it
when it comes to battle rap professionalism, i’m a specialist
you choked vs riggz, they vaulted it, i expected it
they wasn’t even gone drop me vs stuey ‘til i requested it
is this y’all king? my position is where i choose to stand
i don’t hide losses, and summers the worst time to be losin’ fans
you’s a scam, you use ya aura ‘cause ya rhymes can’t grab em
judge the bars from a king to a god like conway album
i may scalp em, i had these lames hurtin’
i wrote the bar bible, and this the mad king james version
flame squirtin, i hold this ratchet down
son been missing for a whole month, word been passed around
search parties, bassett hounds, ligaments in bags get found
the headline said “30 days of night” you from alaska now
you can have the crown, just come off them bricks ‘fore them tools spit
how the f_ck you the nitewing when i was robbin’ (robin) with two sticks
bar god
hit this somoan with a steel round
shooting at his dome like gibraltar with his shield down
i am the apex, he just hoping he keeps pace
beretta and magnum flying through the nite (night) like a street race
i did this for wheelz, kelly, boomer, they good company
every time they questioned this ability they stood up for me
the hood f_cks with me, and you on the ground with this sh_t
thank the lord he don’t got another round of this sh_t
yikes!

- urltv

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