Aye Verb vs. Danny Myers

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Round 1

Danny Myers

Yo fans view you as a king … I say to y’all, y’all stop it

Cuz what y’all view as a battle he only sees as all profit

So I come to you today, exposing a false prophet

Versus a Messiah returning to the people, and lost knowledge

You all gossip, don’t be fooled by this man's lure

My mind can’t be swayed by delusions of grandeur

The damn 4 pistol whip you, dig my kidney shot the meanest

Then hit you wit more bullets than the amount of kids we got between us

You get yo hair permed, manicures

You shouldn’t have made me start with it

St. Louis is all in yo blood, even your wrist got a arch in it

Since the mid 80s I knew crack dealers that sported slick stacys

They threw it in the pot, and whip crazy, til it got a yellow coat like Dick Tracy

I’m sick lately, I thought about it after an hour of travel

Verb, we bout to have a long talk like the Tower of Babel

Let's get biblical, you nasty and ya hoes disgusted

That burning bush you talk to ain’t the same one Moses trusted

This the bar god, but you’d rather diss the bar god

These bars got em, make you lose religion and disregard god

Y’all let this heretic be loose with the tongue, y’all don’t even guard god

I should tuck my pistol and back hand the shit outta you

In front of your guard god

I’m appalled at the thought that this bitch would play me

Ironic your name is “Chaz” cuz you gon hear that “Ch” in AZ

Crazy, these the coldest bars you gon get this winter

They doubted if I could eat in front of his presence/presents like Christmas dinner

That’s a fine girl you bring to your battles, that little cool gal tender

I was thinking about snatching her from this dude I’ll injure

I like your taste, that bitch is fine, but for that cream (Kareem)

Fuck your bars (Jubars) if I catch her in the Lou I’ll send her (Lew Ancindor)

Remember, you don’t wanna test me punk

His bars not having kicks is what go SB dunked

You get slumped and you on the ground with this shit

This wack MC got another 2 rounds of this shit

Yikes!

Aye Verb

When I first heard you rap I was like “daaayum that nigga’s cold!”

Then I found out you was 36 and I was like “daaayum that nigga’s old!”

But never the less you got the glow, and yo it’s so interesting

Ya rounds, how you assemble em

That penmanship, that relentlessness, is so remembering

But the difference is my level of play you get injured in

You got pads on playing with 3rd strings, you scrimmaging

You ain’t proven, you ain’t done nothing nigga you innocent

I got paid to come to yo level, I’m just visiting

In front of Verb you don’t belong hurr, you an immigrant

You can’t be my arch nemesis you got status of apprentices

You got bars, but I got bars… life sentences

You can’t see me, I all around black nigga that’s limo tint

Daylyt, John John, I swear I wasn’t gon kill again

Please forgive me your father, your son is about to sin again

It’s simpleton

We can’t go back and forth over the net, nigga that’s Wimbleton

I make those thoughts wander in your head like you remembering

I remember when, first time I shot at a nigga, I was trembling

Biting down all on my teeth, face grimacing

Pretty boy is what y’all see, it’s what my image is

Well let me give you the real me, a couple images

I was on foot with tan, a little tree on the side, that’s Timberland

And I learn how to treat that girl, I’m a gentleman

Tell yo bitch to open up wide, the dentist in

I’m in her face but I’m mostly her ass just like a dimple in

You from South Central LA? I don’t care where you live

Your white T I red/read that, I’m not illiterate

Bar God! Got me trippin on y’all soil

Heat rise than I wet that ride, come get your car boiled

Contract, put it in stone a beast come out, I’m a Gargoyle

Under the shell this nigga yellow inside, this nigga hard boiled

Aye Verb versus Danny Myers see what the fuss is about?

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

Round 2

Danny Myers

Don’t make a fuckin sound

I light that M-16 covey covered ground

So the next time you “ride up” on a nigga it’s gon be on a hover round

You ol power up ass nigga, now face this predator action

Yo bars in Showtime mode is my regular rappin

Verb, this that West shit, don’t ever disrespect it

You give em Showtime, I give em Netflix

If a nigga call you a bitch, you call him a bitch back!

I’ll slap you like a bitch and yo bitch could get bitch slapped

We with that, drama shit, metal firing, fellow dying

I always got a leg up on these cats like Yellow Lion

That’s Voltron, hold time I be stomping him with the piece out

.40 under his chin, put his roof in the sky, that’s a tree house

I peep out all the places he be at

Then I start firing cuz I wet niggas when I want to like HAARP scientists

Talking bout he keep thousands in his pocket

Watch them guns come wildin

A pair of ‘matics pump on his chest if I see 1 1,000

Guns pointed at 2 of his kids, he can let em die or he can pay

It’s like the results of a battle, bullets going going to one (2-1) either way

Bury this nigga 6 feet deep then let the shovel hit you

I’ll lay Aye Verb flat, let me level with you

Yo iffy team’s a joke, I’m ending this dude

Strong left, but if he seen both his chin will get bruised

Let me catch you flossin chains

You’ll be draggin/dragon off them rope like Ricky Steamboats finishing move

I don’t negotiate with busters, I just grip steel and clap

Til this pussy here/hair gone that’s a Brazilian wax

I caught Verb in traffic, he was in a trans am with some damn haters

I ain’t know what the fuck they was talking bout

That’s why I hit his trans later (translator)

No man greater, my team snatch em, they stick em into fours

Or I may just fif him with a Taurus/tourist

Feel me? Cuz if you was born on May 5th then you a Taurus

This is bars and these top tier niggas can’t ignore it

And even though he already on the ground with this shit

This wack MC got a whole other round of this shit

Aye Verb

Every time I give one of you niggas a shot I always hear this lame shit

“Verb ain’t never seen nothing like-”

Shut up suck I seen it all and all you niggas do the same shit

Y’all get in front me, rap y’all fucking heart out

But not hard enough to change shit

Cuz it ain’t about bars you meaty head motherfucker it’s how you say shit

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

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

Soooo It’s (SHOWTIME!)

Okay let’s get into that Verb shit, that wordsmith

This gift that I was cursed with, that flip a bird shit

Ride up, reverse it, shirts get rang out, that’s a purchase

Do a nigga greasy for that chicken, that’s churches

Shouts’ to where Durk lives, Chiraq nigga

I ride up, empty out that clip

Have em sittin up in the seat like the Imax nigga

This ain’t Danny vs Verb, this Verb vs my last verse, no comparison

The shit I do on this stage is ungodly, you can’t compare a sin

Shotgun, buck shots

You and ya brother both share blood, that’s the same pop

You and ya brother share blood, same Pop, this where the game stops

Time to put you nerds in line, Gamestop

30 seconds left I’m proving y’all that I’m ice cold

Soooo it’s (SHOWTIME!)

But I’m done talking to Mr. Myers, these bars for his wife though

Hey Mrs. Myers, you ain’t a bad bitch, you look bad, bitch

Swagless, dirty, bathless, you could keep the pussy let em have it

I take that ass bitch, for a week and a half, til her ass rips

She’ll shit acid and piss ashes

Aye Verb versus Danny Myers see what the fuss is about?

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

Round 3

Danny Myers

St. Louis just had a riot, but instead of firing steel at PD

This nigga was looting at the mall trying to steal a TV

That’s the difference between us, he ain’t as real as y’all think

During the Rodney King riot, I was plotting on how to deal with the tanks

We ride for ours, burn the city down for that injustice

Tonight one of our careers gotta end, just his

This sickness in my mind, the insanity intruding

I’ll chop your parents up & put em back together that’s a family reunion

We tote iron, .45, 9, both firing

Shooting this St. Louis nigga, look like I’m Showtiming

If he talking shit at 11 it’s no chances taken

My gun will be out the house by 12 like it’s emancipated

Pistol in my hand, he got his back turned, he shouldn’t of played us

I whip this gat from the back to the front, this a wave brush

I was gon rob you at the end of this battle

But I’m trying to break away from my old habits

But I told my niggas if he wears anything gold, jack it (jacket)

We run in his house, break his ribs and his skull crackin

Then leave his baby wet all day, I’m so ratchet

I’m a professional killer, I’m breaking in his house he better fear the skill

I bumped into a lock in my face, I know how to clear a seal (Clearisil)

Caught his bitch havin dinner, I’m on that gentleman shit

A few bucks and her scents/cents on the table, that’s a generous tip

You wanna fight nigga? I’ll bring you the death you need

Cuz real shit, street niggas never felt you king

Didn’t Mark McGuire play for y’all? That should let you know

St. Louis need extra shit to help you swing

I’m mean, at the same time ain’t nobody nice as Myers

Yo bitch be-heading everybody like ISIS fighters

Nigga I’m a lyricist, I swing with both of these bitches

I’m a bigamist, I’m serious, I’m even melting the DJ

When I drop St. Louis on a Philadelphia Freeway

No leeway and you on the ground with this shit

Thank the lord he ain’t got another round of this shit

Aye Verb

In my 3rd rounds I like to talk to these niggas cuz I got the voice to

I could just punchline all day, but I got the choice to

On some real shit I keep it real on this stage, of course true

And real shit, when I sit down, this the nigga I’ma pass the torch to

Make some noise everybody for Danny Myers

This like the movie Karate Kid, top tiers givin em a hard time

So he come to Mr. Miyagi to be the greatest of all time

So I show em how to wax on, wax off, that’s blogging

Talking shit with them sharp rhymes

He think I ain’t fuck with em

Nigga please I was just training you the whole time

I got you focused on performance with that same quick speed

You cocky now? A nigga gon try to Krang kick me?

Nigga please, if he crippin I’m in his hood throwing up Blood

I have the Parvo

He come deep I’ma smoke that beef, I am the charcoal

You too plain/plane at the bottom, you are the cargo

You too excited you gotta take cap calm, (Capcom) Marvel

You a Simp-son I heard your mother blew/blue

Head so you have the Bart role

She had trains ran all thru California, like how the BART roll

In this ring I put hands on niggas til they color purple

You can’t beat me Harpo

Aye Verb versus Danny Myers see what the fuss is about?

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