[Round 1: Danny Myers]
You be burpin' in n***as' faces, bein' disrespectful
You'll let a drum pop?
Well, you can expect a bullet at any second like Young Chop
Gun cock, point-blank in his face, I'll shoot the weapon
The fire kick in his 'stache (stash) like ARP shoe collection
I'm runnin' through your section
Through your door wit' a few more men
We brought 2 'Ks for one apartment like New York rent
Joel Rivera!
Bitch, I don't need a gun to scare ya
I will pass a blade through J (Jay) and Un Rivera!
I'm from Pun, them era
You had to have bars and fire burners
You'll nevеr get the Hitmans if you don't get highеr (hire), Murda (murder)
Myers serve ya, clean kill, won't be no mess
You're either Diet Cortez or Nino Stress
We doin' this on video to let the art fight crisis
I'm part Mike Tyson
I'm just plain (plane) above you like the opening scene in Dark Knight Rises
I'm glad you ain't fly here
Us Cali n***as hella fierce
Catch a headshot comin' off the plane like Helen Pierce
Get dragged to the Ozarks
We seizin' (season) three of your nerd homies
I gambled around feds and still kept a bird (Byrd) on me!
They never seen a n***a from the West spit so clever
Listen, J (Jay), I started my Dynasty wit' the greatest intro ever!
You the most average n***a here
His skills ain't move him further
Being a killer is something you never been accused of, Murda (murder)!
I’m a Street Fighter, but this blade’ll peel in your skin
By the Third Strike, I swear he’ll have gills in the end
Bitch, I’m skilled wit’ the pen
And you on the ground wit’ this shit
Thank the Lord he ain’t got another round of this shit
Yikes!
[Round 1: J Murda]
Ayo, Danny Myers, what it di-di-do?
I always said “Like a yes man, you never know (no).”
‘Cause like the Gargoyles cartoon when they talk
Shit was never set in stone
It’s whatever though
But they might feel like you better, bro
And it’s gon’ be an easy win ‘til they see this shit
I fuck witchu Danny, and he legit
Got wordplay, schemes and flips
Long story short, he can spit
But you know what I got that Danny don't see? His kids
And I mean the shit
I hold that eight while I raise a .9, he don't relate
Ayo what made you feel battlin' on the phone was safe?
My condolences
Think Law Abiding Citizen, oh yeah I'm on to him
Cause we gon' share what's at stake through the cell and next (necks) I got a bone to pick
Ayo you ain't gotta like me in this bitch
Twins arguin' in the womb, whatchu wanna fight me in this bitch?
My hands dope, so from here on (heron), when I rock and crack Danny, he wifey get an itch
You be doin' quarantine without ya wifey and ya kids
Gotta be uncomfortable
You got all them issues goin' on so I'ma fall back cause I fuck witchu
They said it's dangerous to start with "Dan", whatchu gonna do?
But be a fuckin' body, which is (witches) on a stick cause you jumped the broom
I'm killin' Danny and Dan's sis' (dances), he got some fuckin' moves
Strap keep clickin', it's adjustable
Ayo I give his chest pieces like stay still sucka while men make these fuckin' moves
It makes sense you in a Parallel Universe cause you never really in touch with what's in front of you
Bang
Fuck you talkin' 'bout? F.T.Dub