Daylyt vs. Aye Verb

All bars. No BS.

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Round 1

Aye Verb

I ain’t gon sit here and front like I don’t fuck with Day

Like he ain’t one of the best rappers in this game, nah bro

But my nigga… saying you gon fuck Puffy

Dressing up like weird characters and shit

Yo fuck shit overshadows your talent, that’s the prob though

Not saying you don’t have the ability to beat me out here

But it’s gon be hard bro

Cuz they don’t fuck with you goofy ass niggas out hurr, not in Chicago!

When you battled Charlie you did some cold shit

Had a nigga like “wooow! He killin it”

See you made it a hot round, I’ma make it a hot style, I’m stealin it

If I show up, you dead nigga, I am the reaper

In every hood I got stripes on the side nigga, I am Adidas

We all even, he don’t want that fade though, you are Caesar

Send hot rounds to your door nigga, who ordered pizza?

I smoke anything any time nigga, I am a geeker

I know you get high, you probably fuck with a little boy

Nigga you are a preacher

You’re watching a Wizard in the game nigga, I am Ariza

My bitch don’t talk and/in Set It Off, I am Latifah

You on it? So? I get on that shit with you nigga, you want a feature?

You better shake and swallow that tongue bitch, go have a seizure

I make sure you get wet first bitch, I am a pleaser

Rob me? You ain’t leaving with none of my shit, bitch, I have a pre-nup

Aye Verb versus Daylyt see what the fuck it’s about?

I took your shit and made it my mine, fuck what you talking about

Daylyt

Verb, you are battling the nigga with a perfect mental tracklist

They ask this how does he practice and no recite, but we know he right

That’s called hunger, let em sleep, slumber

I still do my lines with numbers in the middle, which is a fraction

The fact is I’m the one you can’t match with

When the match stick it can only strike and go to Lyt/light

Hold em, hold em tight that’s cuz Lyt the GOAT

Goat pole totem is gon ignite

And it’s no way to diffuse this is slow to fright

We was on a few lists to show the whites, even the FUSE list

So when the fuse lit, the show was tight like

I pose frozen for the look, the nigga with the coldest sight

Notice I seen them shady blood suckers who tried to IV us

But I see it, the idea was IKEA, they had us in that showroom hype

Oh yes pourin Moet for the poets making they show bets

It was so exciting

Get a glimpse though, I be damned if I be the pimp hoe

They brought in foes with no info to show who right/write

Inside a house full of big niggas, I was the stick figure fit

Picked for the big picture who would show his height

Oh did I glance at the mansion I’m demanding shit like I’m the man

Like yo this light, like yo this Lyt

I brushed my shoulders like it’s nothing

If skill is a gene/jean well my pants is the enhancement, I’m dancing

I had the whole world screaming go go Lyt

Should I show boat? Oh no, this is no joke sight

Damn he spit, I got a shober (?) right

Slow mo’ so I run thru these promo bums

So yo’ da hobo type, I lined up every round perfectly, yoyo like

And they try to take away my win do the jovo aight

I scream Yolo like it was fun making them niggas bounce

Every ounce of that was the Pogo, sike

But see I plan the shit, nobody hand me shit

I show my companionship for that show compensation

I swept through the show competition, listen shit I showed the nice side of me

But that pride in me divided me to the main stage

Live to see if I’m the blower type

Total Slaughter, I blew it nigga! SO WHAT?!

I say fuck they applause, Spawn fit to my drawers

To show y’all they can’t control the Lyt

Industry like “look how he behaving”

They don’t realize I get paid for that point shaving

Raven gave me 20 grand just to blow the fight

So while you lookin at me like “yeah you do stupid shit”

And you make low dollars

Nigga I make more then ya whole child support paying

Round 2

Aye Verb

Nigga you rap like a nigga that’s dying to come out the closet

I rap like the yard bully

I specialize in dissecting these rappers, so fuck it lets get to card pulling

Nigga you probably told Dizaster to swing on Math, stop playing nigga

But in New York, Math was hot and you wanted out of that kitchen

I’m just saying nigga, when the nigga is yo man he could be dead wrong

Once you tell em he dead wrong if he’s still standing on it

As his man, you supposed to stand with em

But fuck punchlines, I holla’d at a nigga from Grape, he was mad as fuck

Told me this Daylyt character, embarrassing, they done had enough

Where you from and the way that you act, that shit ain’t adding up

You make that purple look real soft nigga, Lavender!

Daylyt is a disease, a parasite, he’s hazardous

God I gotta wake y’all up, it’s like y’all Lazarus

Two birds, silencers on em, that’s a pair of doves

One talk, the other repeat it, just like a Parrot does

Saint Louis nigga for real, I ain’t scary cuz

I be at every one of your events clappin

But not like how a good parent does

Should I “Showtime” this nigga?

2 minute rounds they ain’t book me for a long time

Fuck a preview, let’s let that beef brew, in 3D too

(So it’s Showtime!)

I ride up, hop up outta the whip, catch the fade nigga

He ain’t saying nothing throwing up signs, this ain’t charades nigga

Cops come, “that St. Louis nigga, he had a gauge with em”

Get locked, be out in a day, I’m like Blade nigga

Blade the Vampire was out in the day, okay c’mon crowd

This Blade’ll be out in-to Day, okay y’all woke now?!

I’m riding thru his Robin Hood in red with that firewood

Kick in his door he hiding, I’m like “come up out that closet”

Like Chris from Unbias should

Aye Verb vers’ Daylyt, see what the fuss is about?

You say my name, they send that bread, I come put blood in that mouth

Daylyt

Biggest battle of my career right?

Total Slaughter, I took a boo boo, so what?

I had everybody on that main stage like “did he shit?”

Yo yo Mike, now I get to the stage you hear that Diddy shit?

They saying you homo Lyt

Oh no, though Bro gon show yo might

That spotlight I’m demanding, I’m just standing as Bruce Lee son

It’s just branding (Brandon) for my logo like

I know how to stay in the game, these niggas be getting subbed togos like

I continue to punch nuts, low blow like

Fucks try but wouldn’t dust I (eye) with a Van Damme and Bolo fight

The guns I cop robo like fo’ blow give you eight golden rounds

And it’s not Rolo bites

You will be flat, low pro like

I told you I’m nice round here/hair nigga the ‘fro grow right

Off top I’m buggin, you know it’s nice

Know that this pro is Otis it’s so decise

Shoulders height, it’s not reachable unless you reaching boo

Each of you gonna know this life

This a fo sho go, yo flow I double lord, I got/god to/two win

I’ma show Sho’ who nice

For those who thinking I’m a clown, cool

Let me lay down these ground rules

This is something I call flow/floor advice

Wait, hold it, the poll not even leaving the totem spiked

And ya fans? They look at ya battles and say “All aboard!” (all are bored)

And it’s not a boat in sight

I’m barely heating up and they saying “chill”

I guess when I get hot I’m gon get cold as ice

Yo despite the fact you betting you better than me

You better be tolerant to the hot shit Verb

Cuz if you can’t hold the spice it could get hard for him

A sharp fight in this old star wars you know the Yoda sight

Yo the soda type, so be Slice, so be below the hype

Who’s BAD? Nigga better BEAT IT before I throw ya mic (MIKE)

They like how does he complete such rhymes?

Sigh, hold up, told em the quote of life

Verb you remember that BOLA night

Choke is slight, felt constricted, bow a bite

What you surprised? Better revise, this animal ready for the ride

You know, the Noah flight, better know em right

Plus I’ma lie where the cobra strikes

Ride whether the devote despite dolomite

For the cheddar give doe to Lyt

Told em I get in gear when the scruff stop the flow known to bite

You smell me? It’s cuz I’m the odor type

We sock heads, leave homie like

What’s up with all that extra lip? It ain’t Obie Trice

Round 3

Aye Verb

In the book of battle rap it reads

“In the presence of other straight men

Thou shall not remove thou clothes

And yee shall not disrespect this culture with bafoonery”

We don’t need that, no

See my problem with you Quill is, how you got in the game is

You cheated, I didn’t need that code

Hot bars kept me here, Verb, he’s that stove

Y’all threw the hunter vers’ the hunted, I didn’t need that bow

Take the word “READ” and spin it backwards, he’s that role

DEER/DEAR, all you Quill fans that think that he’s that cold

Watch how I catch this body, nah fuck his body, his body I can’t gain from

Turn Shang Tsung nigga I need that soul

I seen this before

You one of them niggas that’ll get locked

And try to go in brave with that broad look

Til they break your shoulder blades, give you that broad look

Quill will be getting that colon caved

You ain’t one of us mafucka, cuz you go on stage and go behave

For the same motherfuckers that sold the slaves

You battle in them white leagues for less pay, get on stage and snap

Then come to yo own people and do gimmicks and preserved out raps

See this shit stops today, we must face the fact that

Daylight’s Savings is setting us back

On top of that you a house nigga, clearly, I’m certain

If we was both picking cotton, I’d bend down cuz my back hurting

You the type a nigga that’ll wave his pick and be like

“Boss he ain’t workin!”

See I work hard for my people, I was raised to be a real nigga

Quill how it feel being in the field with a real life field nigga?

Fam it don’t bother you that 10 years now on cam

Yo son gon see his daddy saying he will fuck another man?

Put yourself in his shoes nigga? It’s gon fuck with him

Cuz in his mind his daddy was a gangsta, some tough nigga

Don’t worry, Uncle Verb got em, I’ma hop in the truck with em

Hand em a strap and a dirty magazines and tell em

“Lil boy yo daddy was a fuck nigga”

Aye Verb vers’ Daylyt, see what the fuss is about?

Y’all say my name, they send that bread, I come put blood in they mouth

Daylyt

3rd round, what’s the cost nigga?

You just sit up here and said

You would put my son in the truck and give em the .38

Just another lost nigga

Soon as they gave Verb his price for us to box in the spot

I spotted a box for you, the word is dice

Word Verb, verbally you heard I’m nice

Don’t come around (a round) beef if you ain’t the burger type

Picture this, this where the picture switch

Inverted sight, deserted height, everything hot land, Verb the verdict bite

Snappin, I’m too/two ahead with this rapping captain that double turban life

But think Chinese how we line up that box, you heard of Kites

In hurr they dykes, bitch niggas say Day be cool, they be cool

They baby food, softer than Gerber bites

Vice versa, Ice, I’m here to/two body, hearse em twice

You see the sign perfect, the signature crazy baby, the cursive nice

Ain’t that right/write? But I (eye) be crazy I work precise

I’m who they ship sell/sail prevail the merchandise

A rack is my murking price, purpose, you get ya ass kicked

But I put on the classics

Who get the lil G’s? Us (Jesus) it’s not the birth of Christ

That’s for certain, every person know it’s nothing personal

You insert me in that ring, my power hour devour everything

That’s a Kirby sight, Verby you heard me your verses light versus Lyt

Talent versus might, this is when you lose, weight/wait I got a herbalife

I body through that split decision, surgic like

Urgent black urban like, give no fuck, I’m the virgin type

My mind fine, fine line I rewind time, this the Prince Of Persia knife

Watch what you say nigga, call me a crab, word it right

You’ll hear a back shell for the rest of ya life, live a Hermit life

You the boss? I’M Bison I’m Tyson, I’m riding on this (?)

Ride and get permit sliced

Make sure everything straight here/hair if ya perm it right

Kill you and stay right at the murder sight

Minding my business sippin my tea ya see this is Kermit light

Nigga I been selling dope since the beeper days

Before some of you bitch niggas had a phone

Before B Magic was with the blue side we was trying to put blue magic on

What you know about being in St. Louis with all type of rocks?

Big Gerald like “yeah son leave that alone”

I had a crack rock so big…. Yung Ill tried to drag it home

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