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Danny Myers vs. QP
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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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