Ab-Soul vs. Daylyt

The full lyrics to the battle from Ab-Soul's "These Days..." album.

Listen to the battle here.

Round 1

Ab-Soul

Before we start, let me just say this, let me just say this

I'm dating you Day

Wait, wait, pause, no gay shit

What's the difference between a date and a day anyway Day?

A date is a day that's marked

I'm smart, and just cuz I know you love 'em so much

I came with name flips for days, tailored just for Day

I'm expecting Day to base his verse on data based on turds

My database said Day the basehead that date a basehead

Is he dope? No, who gave Day the base? Ball is what we do best

Flock his projects, that's a home run, Day

The baseball is what we do best

“Carpe diem,” that's how you say seize the day in French

I stand behind these bars for the rest of my life

I will never see the light of day again

Now witnessing this rare occasion

I bear fruits of my labor this grape is green

I gotta eat on the go Day

I hope they told you that everything that Soul say don't go a long way

Don't go a long way, what? A ho in Chipotle, no

This is food for thought/thot, from a dog on top

We been nuts, there was a fool who thought we was new to this

But who knew this would end up, a glow stick and a uterus

That's light in a box

And that's light, that's light

But Lyt like to lick twat a lot so that's right

That's what y'all call street?

No tales from the Crip this evening, he slip

Seems he forgot what the C meant (cement)

It's your dumbass fault (Asphalt) that last part was so concrete

But I guess you'd have to be Ken to get that bar beat, pardon me

I bet right about now you feelin' like Jordan down in the Jordan Downs

In fact it's crazy you even play ball to clear your thoughts

Before raw backwards

And that's cool, but for this round

Save the BULL before you let the Jordan Downs and Jordan down

Now, as for the crew, well, uhh, the villain been itchin' to skin a dog

And this nigga bought, what, a hundred and three Dalmatians?

It's safe to say your mob of dots won't make it

And I'm a fan first

But it won't take too many seconds to leave you in a damn urn

You deserve this disservice

I put this MAN iN ER’S if he don't got no manners, man word

I'm expectin' some etiquette in your segment kid

I brought you to the 'Stu to show how we do

So all them antics and funny shit you do for the cameras

Don't get aired here

They can't see you

Wave your title to this tidal wave, we do

And you don't appear to be appearin' me, for real

You should kneel to me or somethin'

Shit, to keep it 100, you're nil to me, that's nothing

Heard they been raisin' raisins down on Grape Street, that's crazy right?

That's what happens when you expose them grapes to too much daylight

So your chances of standin'

Much smaller than my plan to defeat you

Wait, what, do I gotta put it in photosynthesis or somethin', son/sun?

Shed some light on Day? 'Til he's cropped out

No not now, I won't need a plant to defeat you

The sequel, this movie, won't need to be continued

You finally encountered somethin' you can't counter, coward

You're counterfeit

You ain't gotta be in a Walgreen's pharmacy

To see quill drug over the counter

After your mother consumed you, you were the fruit of her womb

After you were born, I'm sure you wore Fruit of the Looms

Now I'm only tryin to figure out, is you from Grape Street, Crip?

Or just another fruit in this room?

It's crucial, you choose, I'm sure you don't want me to assume

I should be against the law to run into

Cuz we all know in LA I'm double you (W), all so true

Today is the day I split Day in two

What the fuck has battle rap turned Day into?

Are you from Gotham or from Watts? Are you Batman, Spawn, or Davone?

Did you really think "Paul Walker" was a dope song?

If so, you were wrong

Hold on, I got one more, and don't lie to me

Do you really have a Batmobile outside, my G?

Don't be so transparent, this nigga Lyt/light - through

If you don't know what transparent means, let me enlighten you

If it's transparent, that means that it lets the light through

So I should smack this trans' parents for lettin' Lyt through

Like, the nerve of this cat lyin' with a motionless emotion

This nigga Day all bitch

Somebody get Quill a quilt before Quill get kilt

Do Quill got skill at all, homie?

It was some Braveheart shit, all I heard was Nas, homie

Did you really expect to last, Day?

You know Revelations say we livin' in the last days

I mean, I see you skimmed through Genesis and Timothy

But did you get to that page? You got Gats?

You think your little arm'll get in the way of Armageddon?

Forget it Day, no, really, forget this day

If I had a time machine, I'd go back in time to see

Just how many people would say "Yes" to Day (yesterday)

Nobody, fam, nobody, fam, that's why I'm ahead to day

No, no body found, that's why I'm a head today

No, nobody found, that's why I'm ahead of Day

Somebody check the clock, I think I'm ahead a day

Send him to the choppin' block, off with the head of Day

It's only right I be blunt to Lyt

I only gave Lyt a match to light a blunt

I see I should have used the lighter instead

Chill Loc, we ain't smokin' no purple, we need the fire instead

When I think of Daylight, I think of shit like

Breakfast, morning, birds singin', kids playin, see where I'm goin'?

That means you better break-fast, or I'll have your family mournin''

When that bird sings, kid, I ain't playin' and you know it

But you know what?

Take this 500 before you clap this shit up

Say this, let me say this, let me just say this

These flashin' lights got Lyt flashin' niggas for the glory

You're Buzz Lightyears from here, Quill, you tellin' Toy Stories

You boys bore me, that's why I'm hoggin' all lanes

All your bars Häagen-Dazs, that's on everything

Day a dairy queen, Deluxe (D Lux), Bless King

Dearly beloved, all first verse, all first verse

You know I brought a hearse for the sausage you brought worst/bratwurst

Dearly beloved, here lies this little light of mine that tried to let it shine

And I hate that we have to hear the lies

From this little light of mine that tried

To let it shine, but I'm ill, you men ate when I finished Lyt

You get it, Lyt?

That's how you ILL-u-min-ate, and finish Lyt, good night

Brought you some complimentary TDE ski masks

Daylyt

Question, do you know how many copies The Matrix sold?

It don't matter, The Matrix old

I double cats, I ask 'em if they seen a glitch

No? No? No? Face it, I got it covered

Prevail, they say the sail was a threat to Hell

The gravitational stitch cause some niggas seem down

They come up with this perfectly clean round

But I hope you not doin' this cause of fear

Of the pen, I'ma prove you pussy within

But I guess it's up to you to risk (Uterus) your career

I RE-TIRE niggas, I'm the slow LEAK crew, I could OD too

To even the odds some

He thought he could least (KELIS) get a baby victory

But all he got was "Nah, son" (NAS SON)

Check this out, he not ready

Either you fight back or I ETHER you

Thought you could face what I hand you, well this is impeccable/isn't peek-a-boo

Soon as I took a peek at you (Pikachu), you looked shocked

Peep at you, put everything at stake/steak

Well done, this is beef, right?

Jesus, holy cow, cut the bull, soul before you get meat sliced

I'm from the third, I gotta try you

Guy'll/Guile play Ryu, you might lose a kin/Ken in Street Fight

Nice slow guidance with both sirens you still couldn't see Lyt

Division, I got it covered, I'm so eye lit

Pilot, fly, I be the goblin

We battle for a stack, in fact they had to get a cat a rack (cataract)

Cuz I (eye) be the problem

But it's useless, use less filler, excuse the excuses, but, but, but

These ass cheek niggas dead

You said you would fry Day previously

But that's what the last week/weak nigga said

But, but, but, keep cool Joe (Cujo) cause a dog crazy

Get down, we turn niggas vegetable if they don't let us (lettuce) up

He know the heat blowers like Daffy at the casino, nigga you better/bet a duck

But I tell them tails we never tuck, we gon' line that ass up

I’m from the Watts block for decision

My profession is stompin' squares the fuck out

We played hopscotch for a livin'

But that's def, that's just plain old def

It's funny how we're all in here but bro though listen

Have a seat, pick chairs, picture this photo

This a Solo visit, hold up

Is it because he 'bout to get smoked?

Common roll the physics, so exquisite, thought I was in here dolo

No bro, somebody tell Soulo this not a solo mission

The deal closed, SoHo is it

Thought you could fuck with Miguel? I gotta Cotto split him

Look at your girl dead in her eyes and say “Fuck Dorothy dog"

I'm toto dissin'

But at this moment, everybody in the room should be scared as Hell

As I release bars, they better bail

Objects that I process is parallel

Let's get this aligned

Minus sinus, the stuffy nose flew overhead, it's cold

Redemption, stay still, as I apply Dayquil

Cuz you look like you need medical attention, don't mind me

See where mind be is a mine, explosive

Interior is inferior, this is a hobby probably

Y'all see I got the drop on everybody

That's why I reign/rain superior

Whether you like or not, it's Hell for you, ice plate

These blister niggas still can't overshadow a nice Day, remember

You did say you would fry Day (Friday)

But you don't realize you're on the weak end (weekend) to the streets

Preacher for they peeps, you asshole

You in the motion to grab toes, you're reachin' for defeat/the feet

I tell 'em I got the foreign

Cut the sheep, it's all for the woolish

Game, I play is death, get sword for the hoodish

Actin', it's Tinactin, it's all for the footage

I'm dope, I'm practical crack to you

I need a lot of space, the galactic crew, the actors knew

You feel it, it's Felix, see what the old cat could do

But you got the roots stirred up

Gelatin dropped and slide, this game is storm chasin'

Based on whether/weather you got the dry

Win rounds, destroy their whole city

Will they get toured? Nay, do (Tornado) you realize

I still got a break, brother

When I quake in action, think of Blake and Jackson, Take cover

That's light work, Soul

Cut the light switch on and see how the Lyt works, Soul

I cut the light switch off and your light switch off, Soul

Somebody get this nigga help, I mean, like, Soul, assist him

Get him help, I'm sendin' this nigga out the Solar System

I mean it's simple, Aretha Franklin, you a Soul sister

And I told you once, I gotta give 'em the quill

And I gotta give 'em the skill

I be on my tip like I tried to give 'em the bill

New approach, Bull coach, I tried to give 'em the Phil/feel

For Watts, starvin', gotta get us a meal

Bein' modest, this is modern astrology for the real

You can't back up defeat/the feet but I try to get up the hill

Cold, rack up the heat but I'm tired of niggas that grill

Chicago in my blood, but I used to be the shyest (Chi-est)

Cat form, but now I'm back searchin' for the highest

Platform, see where I come from, it was sirens

Blackboards, eyelids see the violence, what is that for?

44 shoot, they screamin', "Who's that guy?"

Jesus, his face, they screamin', "Who's that?” “God!"

We be on the top, careers gettin' too high

They knew I would get a million dollars, what I do buy (Dubai)

That pink kid in the cup, that Majin Buu fly

Tragic, twin maggots, I grew up too fly

They askin, "Who I?" in front of that triangle black

That's that guy that come with the side Kangol hat

We take it back from slangin' packs to the stars mission

Older now, I'm in the Rover but it's not a Mars mission

Settle down, one child, marry/Mary, feel like I'm Marge pimpin'

Bitches wanna eat my shorts, feel like I'm Bart Simpson

I feel this a full moon, chocolate, dreams puddin'

They be likin' everything I do, they teen wolfin'

But you got it, you got it bad

2Pac it don’t rock is sad

Two watches, that's pocket change

Dude coppin' that clock exchange

Credit good, I'ma pull the card out

Better be hysterectomy, show 'em how to ball out

Cough, they can show they don’t stomach though so they fall out

Whip, double roof, dog barkin' in the dog house

And I gotta give 'em the Lyt

My people in the struggle, I gotta give 'em a fight

Ain't no equal piece of puzzle, hope God'll give us the mic

Ain't no sequel to this puzzle, I gotta give us the life

Wow, they say the Bugatti went up in price

Wow, that's a million…

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