[Round 1: Danny Myers]
You thought this was a safe bet?
What the fuck he gon' say next?
Bitch you right, I don't use Magnums, but I still know how to lay TECs (latex)
What's up with these n***as man?
Bumpin', bumpin', pushin' me, thought he was gettin' it shook
Bitch, I got a rifle old as Fredrick Douglas that's gonna put you in the history book
It's gon' be a tough battle for me, nah, who am I kidding?
This bitch went from doing a bid to doing my bidding
Two in his ceiling, you facin’ death, I’ma face what?
You finna take this L, Ace you should’ve never laced up
Say bruh, I don’t care about ya past life and ya crook acts
You’re a man who’s only known for a bump…you should get that looked at
Look scrap, this Calicoe battle n***as and make 'em look wack
When a round goes in and out ya rim it’s all about the put back
A hook crack ya jaw, they flew you to thе west for this cold skill
But even whеn I’m at home I treat n***as like road kill
Hold still, he do all this workin’ out, it’s just a show of aesthetics
I will swing a bat at any n***a who thinking he in Oakland Athletic
You got pen, but with all them stumbles and chokes you won’t be top ten
It’s crazy, this n***a be forgetting his raps, but for 10 years he was locked in
I rock chins, you shouldn’t even be in the ring with Myers
Danny been on a tear and he (Terry, Andy) Bogard Brothers I’m The King Of Fighters
I done seen the writers, before they were streaming live or had Caffeine had a machine behind us
You got me after losing to Cortez, this the shit I be laughing at
EK finally got Chilla, he took a six-year path for that
Let’s add some facts
You did your time, stood tall, upheld the code of the streets
Bitch, we only know your story cause Caffeine has a qouta to reach
Do you believe in a Parallel Universe?
(I do!)
He had a smooth ride here, he wasn’t cut from those ashes
He only made it to The Town cause it wasn’t no Traffic
Bar God!
N***a I, was born in a war zone that intensifies
A place where n***as couldn’t relax their muscles until the tension died
All this Smack Era versus New Era, this shit is gentrified
I was in the middle, now I’ll grab a blade, and pick a side
This is why, you new n***as be getting fucked off
He was happy they was callin' him “Lost Lux” until Lux lost
What’s all the tough talk?
When a n***a don’t give a fuck it’s just a waste
I will really put the K in front of him and catch a case (Kace)
Don’t hesitate, run up, he knew this Eagle dangerous
Get Smacked with it, I gotta stop making stupid people famous
You ain’t used to these arrangements, you can’t play me n***a
Whether fixed mount or collapsible, I knew about them stocks before KG Twitter
Where do y’all rate these n***as? I got a resolution
He showed up screaming “Fuck the vets”, started a revolution
He raps well, very believable, here’s the best solution
I got the one thing he don’t got…execution
Look what the West producin’, look around, nothin' but champions
Peep his resume all you’ll see, nothing but Champion
Who’s stampin’ him?
It’s always him and his bros had to share court dates
I’m waiting for that subject to change like an airport gate
Therefore Ace, you made a lot of mistakes and you can do better
You taking on this old n***a was ya new error (New Era)
I’m too clever, and you on the ground with this shit
This wack MC got another two rounds of this shit
Yikes!
[Round 2: Danny Myers]
I was going to start this round with “I cock the gun…”, then I said Aww shit
I forgot I was battling the president of this “Pause” shit
Dawg quit
I say what I want and I’ll never seem gay
Plus, that new beam this on this heat makes sure everything straight
I get it, you’re homophobic, I wanna know what’s the cause of it
This n***a went and bought a VCR so he could push the pause button
You know what part of yo’ style I hate the most?…All of it
Let's get in tune
He not that lyrical when you listen to him
I’ll make a Desert an important part of your story…this is Dune
I’ll come to Maryland, yo’ block, go on a shooting spree
Then I’ll put Sheed on The Blazers, he ain’t good as he used to be
Truthfully, I’m a product of what my people sold
Hold the baby, watch the shit in his stomach, his feet’ll (fetal) fold
Do you believe in a Parallel Universe?
(I do!)
This n***a got me in evil mode
He pauses everything, but for 10 years he had to abide by a Penal Code
You sell work by the diesel load? Wrong guy come to cook me
Once I found out Ace see green (AC Greene), we waited a long time for the pussy
We hit his house, snatched his bitch, told you, "We play for keeps bum."
I dug her grave right in front of her, new meaning of getting her feet done
See son, we was on the county, getting welfare checks
My mom would get high and leave us for days, they had to do welfare checks
It was the dope era, as a child I had to face the pain
I went to school bummy, some days I couldn’t take the shame
I had to punk n***as like you out they clothes, I had to make a lane
I was able to be fly across the classroom even when my paper plain (plane)
This n***a Ace a lame
Shoulder bump? N***a, the .8’ll bang
What I had something for him (forum), led to the Staples, that’s a Lakers game
You don’t know me bitch, we could throw these fists, but I got a .40 gripped
I shoot him while he was on the toilet, he finally got his "Holy Shit!"
We don't co-exist, you can’t out write me, or flow as sick
My flow is one of my kind, I never made it to Noah’s list
My bro a trip, he gave me a .22, he said, "You gotta start small."
But I really wanted a stick with two beams on it like Darth Maul
I thought selling drugs would end my pain, I was doing serial crimes
That 12K came from half a ticket, I had imperial ties
Despite the jewels, the clothes, I was still depressed, no Ethereal vibes
Nothing appeared in front of me because material lies (materialize)
I see the fear in yo’ eyes
All my n***as smell drama
You wrote all them Dragon Ball shit while going through yo’ Cell Saga
I am the Grail patna
Not even in music they'll feel you
You was on Twork’s album and Jesus, Jerusalem killed you
I do this religiously, sharp with the pen, ruthless with energy
We are not alike (A-like) you see the proof in the similes
I do this to enemies, we on this tonight
Let me catch this n***a slippin’, I’m gone lift and snipe
All these fuckin’ classics
I had to remember I’m a killer like Gena Davis in >i>Long Kiss Goodnight
Ya dome gettin’ sliced, and you on the ground with this shit
This wack MC got whole ‘nother round of this
Yikes!
[Round 3: Danny Myers]
Boom!
I kicked in his stash spot
I had a King’s entrance
We took the coke, the pills even the weed with it
I even robbed him for his LLC, I mean (Amin) business
This n***a told me Bruce Lee was a fraud, he was just an actor with limited skill
Couldn’t fight in real life, that shit made me want to put a dent in his grill
But that concept opened my mind like a Limitless pill
Bitch even if Bruce Lee was fake stop pretending the shit you kickin’ is real
N***a just chill!
Nobody coming to yo’ rescue n***a
I'm glad you here, so you can see how the West do n***a
In yo’ muthafuckin’ face I disrespect you n***a
You only still breathing cause John John…
Listen, prior to her death, I only spent one day with my mother
She died I turned cold, it was gunplay for a sucka
I had to leave home to come up, so I only bought a flight to get there, I was making it one way or another
Everybody I bring around (a round) trip, let me catch Sheed on the block
I’ll get Trophies with the sticks; Achievement Unlocked
Believe it or not, he said if he lost to Swamp, he was gon' shave his beard, and bro spazzed like a muthafucka
I had his back like, "He cut it. It just grow fast as a muthafucka."
You silly kid, when I pull this ratchet you gon' be really slid
I had deadly intentions with the shave like Ceily did
His body gone be The Color Purple
You be talkin' tough until a brother hurt you
You left the Goonies, put a hole in his chest, join another circle
They expecting a movie, I pulled the steam and kill
He been dead for an hour, how long it take for Wolverine to heal
I shoulda put a clause (claws) in the contract, what I got for you is laughable
I want to make a sharp point but some things ain't retractable
Rap with you? I be wanna scrap on these cards
We know double A (AA) can endure a cell (Duracell) but I’ll take the battery charge
Bar God!
Where’s the integrity?
They passin' out dumb figures
But who would kill they bro for Half-A-Mil? 'Some N***as'
One trigger, kills his crew on a ricochet
Mr. 1000 interviews, now you ain't got shit to say?
We got all this coverage, whether rappin’ and scrappin’
I drag n***as home and that was a Triple A
Pistol play, you the n***a that lead chase
You like anime, here’s One-Piece and you dead Ace
Get pistol whipped and a bruised face
Then you’ll get one or eleven, you choose Ace
I don’t give a fuck if he freestyle, I’ma talk to this bitch
Even if it’s written how’s he supposed to get off a with this shit?
I am the GOAT
You on the ground with this shit