Correction Paroles Danny Myers vs. QP par Iron Mouth Battle League

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Danny, me and you have no chemistry, physically
So why bring Quantum to Physics?
You a good investment
Business wise you make awful decisions
And you got some investments that you regretted, right?
Which ended with the loses of riches
But you came back from the dead (debt), after T-Rex, n***a you evolved from the chicken
Bar God!
The n***a that good at pretendin' to be brave but when you scared as hell you the worst
Like I spend time horsing around and I would carousel through the verse
I'm here to expose this man to the core, expose that there's a trail to [?]
That's the [?] scratches the surface
Your era (error) failed human's first
So both loses I plan it (planet) within the pair of L (parallel) universe
Bar God!
N***a my tendency to snap will kill these (Achilles) legends
He'll (heel) know (nose) these nerves in my bone
N***a on the set guns come out, cap you, slap you
Okay (OK) Shine him, an old word we learned from Charron
Bar God!
Reincarnated, oh I save your birth through a clone
Snakes and trees in makes it Eve-n at 'em (Adam) sh*t like the serpent was on
So when they say he workin' in churches and that he f**kin'...worship from home
Hand on a Bible, I will put him down in the ground, in a hole he worse, something wrong
Bar God!
We gotta work on your tone
Cause you wanna know what a maestro is Danny?
A maestro determine who can f**kin' orchestrate it the best
I'll tell you a cla**ic tale Danny, a cla**ics tale, though the story dated, it's fresh
You'll get the rope meant for your next (neck) scene, it's more for savin' ya breath
You'll make the news (noose) soon as I push up on you, this story made for the press
You know what a noose is right? It's an O (ooh) shape for ya neck
Makin' sure there's no outlet to out let breath for the space in ya chest
I get the power trippin', grab the extension cord, then aided his death
Cause I f**kin' hated the way that he dressed
No trace remains, remnants left
But still leave a nasty outline
You've been yelling your whole career Danny, you finally raspy? Bout time
I scream AHHHH!
You know it's me n***a baskin' outside
Danielle (then yell) "Bregoli", n***a catch me outside!
And your family? Cloud 9
Beautiful people, helluva mixture
Yeah your son, takes after you
As he grows his head'll gets bigger
Him and his sis' look alike, that's what was said in the picture
So when he gets shot next to her
BAOW, he gon' really look dead on his sister
That's a helluva mixture
N***a to stop this coughin', n***a no Robitussin
So disgustin', gra** greener over here
It's clear, let me hear that [?] to somethin'
Yeah I would (wood) chuck ya body up into a plot until this hole we dug in
Oh we sunken
Like a beaver, dam(n), water flow, so constructed
Know my cousin
I'll put you underground for free, trust me, they would (wood) let it go for nothin'
Bar God!
The only way you could lay a n***a out is if you break the mold in somethin'
And not seasoned just smidgen, you can't-n***a grow for nothin'
Get it, can't season, just a smidgen he can't grow for nothin'
Listen, life is complex 'til ya quit and wait for a great holster b***on
Roastin' subjects, you got sons and daughters, right?
Good, they both should love this
At this pace, recooking you is Easy Bake toaster Oven
Speed it up, no, at this pastry cookin', you easy bake toaster oven
Ding!
You hear the ring?
Sh*t get deadly after the phone call
U-Haul, Ryder, Penske, you hope to be here after the long haul
This only work if I let it ring; on-call
N***a it don't get no higher than this, how you done ran into the stonewall
Apple Music listed with the TEC song in ya t**le
I prove America's Got Talent cause what the best show?
An Idol
I will throw you a pa**, like what's the catch? N***a I guess throwin' spirals
Charles Dion McDowell, he's like, "How?"
I guess you're the guys so
When you get your mug shot online you'll be the next (neck) goin' viral
Bar God!
You the good, I'm the bad guy soooo...f**k it I'll play the villain
Make him feel it, makes the movie more real
Seeing as I don't have to f**kin' fake the villain
Then what happens? I'm a hit man for hire
I probably should have paper billing
Pay per Dillon, long as everybody counting and they drive laid out I can show you how to make a kill-
Time

Aye last round he said
Soon as he said "microwave", an idea popped in my head like "Ding!"
Y'all good at takin' quizzes?
Why all I had to do was buy his b*t*h an oven? That's how easy bae can (baking) get it!
Bar God versus God Pen
I'm here to spite my rival
Cause God never used the pen if he had man write the Bible
Despite the t**le, I use the chrome to define it
First I pistol whip him 'til I knock every bone from alignment
Remember when Nas put out that artist?
That set the tone for the violence
Cause the first thing Quan asked for was 'A Moment' of silence
Ain't you a pimp? I feel sorry for your daughter when n***as meet her
Cause using her body for every matter is what Physics teach her (teacher)
It's way serious, I put in work, this .40 ours (hours)
This your cut off day, and you gon' pay, period
I'm checkin' you, don't try to jump me, you'll get your buddies tore
If it's 3 D (3D) fighting, I turn into an animal, this is Bloody Roar
This nothin' I had to study for
I already know about my nemesis
Cane ('caine) and Abel (enabled) him to be dope before he had a Genesis
You usin' an old system, them played out schemes, you gon' be sorry n***a
Now the f**k you birthed the sons (S.O.N.S.) and still end up on Maury n***a?
Let's explore these rivers, I'm talkin' 'bout the flow, b*t*h my pen is pure
My Glock? .40, but it's one in the head, this b*t*h immature
You Qleen, Prez and Bangz have to be doubted
The irony, you four of ya (euphoria) kill and be happy about it
I'm wit' all the scandalous sh*t
Fo' fo' Magnum ready to damage sh*t
This will knock you two feet, let's see you freestyle about this Cannon kicks
Outlandish sh*t
Serious tactics, shoot the n***a
His mom gon' cry on queue (Q) like an experienced actress
My n***a worked two jobs to buy a whip
He came from the hard knocks it was usual
Every time he pulled up, we gave him all props, it was beautiful
Do you believe in a parallel universe?
(I do)
Soon as his car stopped it was two of 'em
They did him dirty in his car then we had a car wash for his funeral
All the concepts, I wrote for this culture, you wouldn't dare such
So you, who they figure for (four), the best pen (pin), got me flared (flaired) up
Now tap wit' me, let's push the boundaries of a rhyme battle
Theoretically it would take Quantum Physics to make it possible to time travel
Let's flash forward
I'll run up on this n***a and let the Tom' speak
He falls, bleeding, next to two lovers names written in concrete
It'll make sense later, meanwhile, he writin' with all these crews
I'm in his grill, wondering if bar be Q's (barbecues)
You cook too slow, you shouldn't be rapping with Myers
Y'all ain't seen Quantum Physics with this type of energy since the Hadron Collider
I'm the last of the writers, I came from the cla** of the fighters that prove themselves by lastin' in ciphers
I hold the toast tight...I know where you be at on most nights
If cops don't know who came up with those rounds, it means you a ghost, right (write)?
No slight, despite all that sugar in his face
Quinten's pen still got him hooked up with a Drake
Y'all done booked another snake
Deposit thief, he'll part with your funds
QP a Heartless Con', but that's how he started the S.O.N.S
I'm too smart for these bums
You on the ground with this sh*t
This wack MC got another two rounds of this sh*t
Yikes!

He said something about two lover's name in the concrete
That was interesting
Til I pull this stick out wit' ya name on it, n***a that cemented it
Bar God!
Y'all n***a think this n***a said, "Let there be light" and in sync that's when mind joy came
That's what y'all think?
N***a, he got- here's a Chilla
We got n***as up in Canada slavin' hard for a white boy chain
ICE!
I thought the Glock make him *gun c*ck* Caucasian, turn him into [?], plain (plane)
Everything I'm airing (Aaron), landin' soundin' like white boy names
I feel like I know pain, like a b*t*h doctor
No, get it? Gyno-pain
But I seen growth inside this pu**y, I figured I'd help by a**ist
Get it? Growth inside this pu**y, I can help by a cyst
Push that Bar God sh*t on me n***a, like Hell I resist
N***a then what happened?
Respect is shown when you set the tone n***a you can tell by the pitch
Cause Q talk like a man and Dan yell (Danielle) like a b*t*h
A family of 12? That's legit!
N***a that's tradition
What y'all do? Pray but don't eat? What you teach 'em fast? Religion
Get it? Pray, don't eat, fast, religion
Free bread and cheese, eggs and beans, n***a that was wicked
N***a no money for your freezer, that just means your cash was frigid
Get your thumb and middle finger to meet up
You see the clash to friction
When you make an abrupt choice to get food stamps, it was a snap decision
I say birth control Danny, controls your life
It's too late to pull out that now
His son Joey, uncool
Jesse, Kimmy, nothin' cool about that pal
Michelle, Stephanie, DJ *scratches* on the set you swap that
I'm just here to check Danny's character and pay you in Full
How's (House) that sound?
Bar God!
Listen to the transition, a full out black cloud
Thinkin' like a cave man, my first thought was fire
Figured I'd give you my first invention
Give you a round, dressed to kill, so what I bought? A tire
Round, dressed to kill, which means you bought attire
Now that me and this weenie linked up, my first thought is to fry ya
Dutch could've brought worse (bratwurst)
But you don't need to sausage guy to
See he ain't in the Ballpark and done nathan to be the nations top supplier
I said, actin' like you want beef dawg, you deserve an Oscar....
N***a cops behind ya, you didn't flip a b*t*h fast enough
See how quick sh*t can catch up (ketchup) to you
Then what happens?
Washington University, alma mater
What that mean?
I'm leavin' with that W
Tom Brady, I Drew he bled slowly (Bledsoe)
Back up to who?
N***a the K blast a fade past
You're way up in the air it'll catch up to you
So much mustard on it in hindsight, course it'll catch up (ketchup) to you
Bar God!
N***a the facts bruh is you, a myth, fake and phony
Sega/Sony
Iconic, in a lane by myself
This type of fame is lonely
Possession, that's a helluva thing, you wanna know what Satan told me?
My performance ain't grippin' still, he ain't moved at all
But f**k it, praise the glory
Cause idle hands do the devil work, so tell the church to keep prayin' for me
But they not movin' cause they idle, then-then what happens?
Ya skin is faded glory
Yeah cause you a light skinned n***a that like to black on the set I guess that he thinkin' that he Vivian
Yeah, yeah, that ring a bell?
Air shots, ain't no secrets to Willie Smith
Think [?] space, garbage disposal
I'll sneak into ya kitchen and flip the switch
Leave this fool drained in more pain til the point you can swim in it
Remember when, I force it down with the pipe, right?
He gon' sink until oblivion
N***a time

Yo' mama f**ked every n***a in this buildin' and that brings that boy shame
She got f**ked by Derek, Kewon and Joseph, those are black boy names
Then he talkin' 'bout food stamps and sh*t
He had a couple dope lines but plenty was corny
Since you talkin' 'bout food stamps, tell yo' mama I got 20 for 40
I'm not one of these league owners, you owe me bread, you better rush things
Unless you wanna be fed your homies intestines, let's discuss things (disgusting)
I'll grab your scrawny neck, tie a rope around him and strangle it
This isn't quite what they mean by "quantum entanglement"
Then I use my fist, to bash in ya skull and mangle it
Then stab you at 90 degrees, not only do I punch I angle sh*t
You're a living blaxploitation, I'll murder this cat
So this fake pimp shouldn't mind a 'Return Of The MAC(k)'
I hate to bring up, how you be f**kin' with them lines
I mean, I ain't even wanna put substance in my rhymes
His whole judgement is a crime, all he do is sniff checks
This n***a went and got clean (Qleen) and still can't pa** a p*ss test
Why would you risk death? Use the rest of your senses
You took the term "dope MC" and went professional wit' it
I can set the gun on a tripod, but I ain't gonna get technical wit' it
We just shoot at his rim without the legs like the Special Olympics
I grab the snub, loosen my belt, stuck the mag' into it
Once I spot him, I line up the nose, you a bad influence
Ruthless, I'll come to his hood, he don't see the chopper
Once I enter Quantum realm that's when he'll need a Doctor
Strange, how he sees my goons everywhere he go
And I can foresee 14,000,605 different scenarios
Who will Avenge you?
I'll run this n***a over in a fast Coupe
He won't be able to get the horn out his head like a jazz loop
I hope y'all listenin', he nice wit' that pen
But my cla** older
Jesus, there's so many Easter eggs in these rounds y'all might pa** over (Pa**over)
Before you started slippin', you were really spittin' the truth
Once Q lost his grip that's when he was given the Juice
He claim he been pimpin', but all his money, them hoes been spendin'
You doin' all this punchin', just to give back to a b*t*h like Ken's endin'
I don't slack a bit, I'm the GOAT in this battle rappin' sh*t
I said, "pimpin'", "Ken" that mean when you Street Fight you should slap a b*t*h
Bar God!
You can't beat nobody in NWX, where the f**k is yo' real skill?
Can y'all see Quinten (Quentin) tearin' T? No (Tarantino), you couldn't even Kill Bill
I am the real deal, I specialize in squeezin', I do push ups with the Devil to exercise my demons
I'm the best alive for reasons
I done did the crime route
I was placed in a box with a lid to climb out
Got a Sig' (cig') for the guy's mouth
QP be like, "And then what happens?"
B*t*h you ain't gon' live to find out!
My pen can divide clouds, your reign (rain) is over, I'll kill a team
I'll behead your whole family
With that knife work my skill is mean
But if they underage, I'll cut a slice in they cheek
That means I won't cut off they head but I'll gill a teen (guillotine)
My skill is seen, the best writers, I done hurt this n***a
Y'all better hope the third rock from the SON (sun) or I'ma Earth this n***a
What's your purpose n***a?
You on the ground with this sh*t?
This wack MC got a whole 'nother round of this sh*t
Yikes!

I guess pimpin' caught up wit' me, n***a that was karma
You throwin' your hat off and exposin' a bald head *gun clicks* n***a see that's a problem
But you wanna know what my fear (mafia) is?
My fear (mafia); turning into John Gotti, leaving you past injured (pa**enger)
Voluntarily, like you called shottie
Drop the shot in ya mug then sip tea, n***a Hot Toddy
In the scope a beam, the scope the beam laser
Taggin' each dot obvi'
Tryin' to pinpoint if wreck'll be (freckle) be the reason that he got bodied
Figured I'd meet (meat) with this burger
And this Joe would liquid since he got sloppy
All we can do is pray as he spray each of his shots by me
Whole time I'm thinkin, "Why blast for missin' (blasphemous) shots when it's not godly?"
Bar God!
N***a this fairy tale is bizarre odd
N***a you're five foot nothin', your standards should be lowered; [?]
Know to leave money construction, well ding (welding) if I spark rods
N***a that's crazy
That's what [?] cry
I mean nightmares, day daymares, night- n***a life is full of dreams
Like when Police kick in your door and shoot you
At that point even the bullets String
That's when sh*t get real boy and I wouldn't (wooden) bring
My ventriloquist, big dawg act to this pup, It means I pulled a string
Stare into the [?] leave dread shook; Booker T
When the Drake [?]oh (Drako) the kid hidin'
Why? Cause this'll Pusha-T
That's crazy with the Drako, kid hidin', cause this push ya tee
N***a Twork, Kenny, Grim Reaper in a room still ain't as hood as me
N***a I'm Jordan in his prime so if I know history you'll just watch the bull repeat
Living life to the fullest means, cherishing your life meter
Make sure you're sustainin' health, stayin' out the way
Not in the picture, n***a remainin' stealth
But if you come to me for a**istance, I'll act indifferent, the moment you came for help
Then I show 'em the ropes, but with restrains and belts
Figured since I'm the nice guy, I'll give him the cord you'll (cordial) hang yourself
I feel like I was on the cane ('caine) and fell
But when you got the power to ghost n***a, who you go and grab quick?
The Tommy
Oddly, you'll die by fire, I strike, n***a this match stick's a homi
N***a the pistol stretch lookin' like b*t*hes that practice Pilates
Arms, legs, [?], heads up, n***a back to the body
I'll insert early, Jersey, n***a that was Tsunami
Rounds got the [?] pa** the salami
I heat this up
Eat this up, n***a I didn't ask for pastrami
That's kinda crazy, n***a like you Brad from college
When I go to Yale, n***a Princeton is out
I'll do you Shady, remove your stain like when Eminem shout
Scientology, Tom Cruise, really a remedy now
No, Tom Cruise, Scientology, really Leah Remini now
Literally now, I can't look past the it factor
You get religious and clown
You said somethin' 'bout Juice last round, right?
Well if you got the juice you take the steel, I give a Bishop a baow (bow)
Then what happens?
A peel (pill) to your point your brain feelin' unLimitless now
Then what happens my n***a
Danny Myers, why wait? His smile's fake, he ain't Snicker-ing now
Cause it's apparent anyone raisin' a 12 ain't kiddin' around
And with Vicki around...or estranged wife
And with Vicki around there's no battle rap groupies for you n***a
Nope, really it's your BM
Yeah, he's like, "I would have a bad b*t*h in a parallel universe n***a" instantly [?]
But as for Vicki I don't like to dog her
You see how quickly he would seat 'em?
Then what happens?
But name one b*t*h that hit Danny Myers up initially in the DM
That makes this right, Danny Myers initially D.M., Danny Myers
Today's opposite day, Danny Myers is a Plan B buyer
Bar God!
Then I'll come and anti-Christ ya
Then what happens?
N***a you broke the cardinal rule in the field
When you let the Canadian come in and ran it by ya
Yeah, leavin' the playin' field shouldn't have been safe for real, you should've let that man retired
And you're pushin' 40?
You was supposed to f**kin' murder Pat til men (Tillman) said it was friendly fire
And I was like, "And you represent the black people, right?"
When he cookin' up there's a Panther in the kitchen
But we actually sell dope so when we cookin' there's a pan there in the kitchen
Time

Aye, when AC set this battle up
I thought he'd regret the call
I mean QP 'round here battlin' like he ain't in debt at all
I ain't think he was gonna show up, I was willin' to bet it all
I thought he was gonna steal money out of AC like Luther in Set It Off
I am human Fentanyl
I obliterate rappers
Science has taught me that Quantum Physics manipulates matters
R3 and the QP's, I'll knock both of 'em out
Call Of Duty taught me that if I press R3 the scope will come out
This what the focus about?
Peep what this author been pennin'
Versus Xcel I rewound a scenario and gave it an alternate endin'
But y'all gon' tell me, I'm not a better writer than this nerd clown
Versus B. Dot I used my son to set up a haymaker in the third round
This absurd now, I'll spray these n***as in the face then finish you
I'm a Bad Boy and 'Only You' will know why I'm macing (Ma$e and) Slim and Q
One 12 (112) gauge will get the job done
I'll put slugs through you
Act wild, watch how calm you get when that sub do (subdue) you
I'll hire two lawyers for my n***a case
I promised I'd never fail him
He got caught with that pistol I was hopin' that pair will bail him (Parabellum)
I knew one day, I'd really have to start cookin' with that pencil
So once they gave me Q (queue) I took it as a signal
Just look at the potential
This could be a grand slam
They tired of the weak bars, we know where the fans stand
Deuce deuce, small caliber, comin' from the hand fam'
Tiny sh*t, get stuck in Quantum region like Ant-Man
I'll show up to your funeral
Pay my respects, greet your fam' in the lobby
That's when Physical'll (physical) realize I came to examine the body
AR got the sight attached, drum barrel
I mean everything sharp on it
Whether (weather) modification makes a difference or not I won't harp (HAARP) on it
Dark moment, you invented the "Slow It Down" and took a total loss
The irony, you let Con' do it (conduit) and never got ya flow across
Get broken off
In this third I (eye) set the course, you normally write next to w****s now you're right next to Horus
Welcome to the forest
Let's push the boundaries of a rhyme battle
Theoretically it would take Quantum Physics to make it possible to time travel
Let's flash backwards
Before the riots, on the west it was less intense
Your father at age 12, meets your mom and writes their name in the wet cement
Although he's happy cause it's the moment he been wishin'
He watchin' the sun (son/S.O.N.) fall and is overcome with premonition
Bar God!
I watch you versus Fresco...I said, "You need mo' rhymes."
The white boy beat Physics like when Brent Barry dunked from the free throw line
I got steel in my warm ups
Wait, wait, Brent Barry dunked while he was still in his warm ups
The skill is enormous
I'm Robin Williams when the torch is wit' me
Cause I start the show poppin' out the big shell like Mork & Mindy
Kill this n***a Quinten was all up in my mentions
F**k havin' the best pen, my pen deserves a pension
Motherf**ker
And you on the ground with this sh*t
Thank the Lord he ain't got another round of this sh*t
Yikes!

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