[Round 1: Daylyt]
If you lost faith in me than you must no longer believe in God. Right?
Today we see the atheist in the fox hole
You know my motto, no matter how low (hollow) the Earth get I earth shit
[Round 1: Daylyt]
If you lost faith in me than you must no longer believe in God. Right?
Today we see the atheist in the fox hole
You know my motto, no matter how low (hollow) the Earth get I earth shit
I'm goin' straight to the core to take Roc(k)'s soul
On this hip hop road, big Glocks sold so the tool is what they hope for. But I do this
I'm in disbelief how Pistol Geek has become the folklore
Bro sure (brochure) got booked but that's where we upped the plan
What Day' jot now will break Roc(k) down, see what I'm sayin' (sand)
Every line shall (shell) sink (sync) in sonically
Today the slaves will see data wave (Day ta wave) as I do you foul (file)
Share, scared they'll boo you wild
Why would I play though (Plato) Cave and turn into skeptics (sketches)
Permanent inflection and dome split
Firmament exit, protect you sheeple live, peep the grid. We equal? Shit
This shit finna be a piece of cake
PizzaGate, y'all should've known I'll eat the kid. Hillary, you feelin' me?
Oh it's finna get bloody baby
I've come to kill, Columbus field. I'm at your Plymouth, Roc(k), with humongous steel
Quill, that's the key to 'Lyt
Smack zone, anybody who buggin' get snapped on
[?], see the light ('Lyt)?
This ain't something that any nigga should test
You get buried in caskets. Sumerian passage
What I write can lay any nigga to rest
You get the message Roc(k). You alright (all write) with me but it's hieroglyphics
See what I did there? Cairo physics
Even if Roc(k) try angles (triangles) he's still appear a mid (pyramid) tier on stream
Don't be in denial (da Nile), all of this bread free
I know exactly why you lookin' salty, cause you Dead
See (Sea), what's in my mind
But make sure the whole Cave get in they feelings so quickly. Can you dig it Roc(k)?
If not I still feel ya men are all (mineral) wit' me
Oh that was cold
You see how I black Roc like the black top? I don't just scheme so I can sound hot
By the time I show my street side you already in the ground, Roc(k)
Killed
This the nigga y'all put in front of me thinkin' he can stop Quill? Give me some space or, glacier Roc(k), chill
Extendo, with this amount (a mount), let's see if the doc can make Roc(k) heal (hill)
Y'all trippin', shot lickin', you on your bull with the long nose
Shocked that your man died, I'm winnin' by a landslide
It look like I done caught Roc(k) slippin'
The first day becomin' a crackhead, I'm goin' to get Roc(k)
Second day? Unselfish crackhead, I'm comin' to split Roc(k)
Third day? Big deuce out, I had to kick Roc(k)
If I slide, my family slide behind you
You fuck with the Tik Tok, I'm on my shit Roc
And I'm not sparin'
Today everybody dies, no ops sparin'
Hard grillin', I'ma deuce a nigga
If Roc starin', it's gonna be hard to swallow this
Oh I got a reaction in the crowd? How?!
It's gonna be hard to swallow this
Plus when the trust stop I dust Roc(k); archaeologist
Pistol big
I turned down how many PG's? Thirteen, that shit for kids
I got paid 1.8 million dollars just to be here
Boy, you was just the bread saver
For the change, boy have I changed
Now if I sacrifice a round for some people, one of you niggas gon' be dead later
You're dead, lay there, hey there
They wanna know what I'ma do, what I'ma say, what I'ma wear
This was all a part of my plan
The entire internet got me winnin' that puts you under a whole lotta pressure Roc(k), but you're still gonna die a man (diamond)
Shine in the ring, today all that shit stop here
Diamond shine in the ring? Yeah I'm finna beat (be) Roc(k) clear
This my year
I used to rap with a lot of space
A Lotta Zay pace, Ooops, slip with a race bait
It was the prophet or the profit, either way Roc get the outta space date
Peep, it's heavy morn'
As I ascend you, they can pretend you God at every storm
It's a difference
I got booked to eat and they just asked you to battle men you (menu) not ready for
Then these (Denny's) niggas come in here and dine (dyin')
Tryin' [?] take the mistake route
You asked for a million views, I got a mil' that'll give you a viewin'
Who in here wanna be a nigga the triggers take out? This is food for thought, I would use the tre module
If we drive-thru and the do' lock I gotta throw rocks
If I don't finish you now, a clown gettin' a to-go box
I'm too good boy
By the third round we gonna kill all that hood noise
You gon' shoot?
I am Groot, I wish you would (wood) boy
People stick wit' me
As niggas we're all cut from a different branch, nigga
Or they figure it's just the similes 'til a nigga get barked on
Shit like that is for my ministry (many street) dawgs (dogs)
Stop, whatever you had planned is not finna show
Shit lookin' real JC-ish
I'm just up here smokin' Roc(k) on the low
Stop it, ya done
You know the motto, the prophet the one
Y'all should've followed the slogan
They told you niggas, don't throw Roc(k)'s at the sun
Eastside nigga!
[Round 1: Tay Roc]
Lyt what's up?
We surprised you ain't come dressed as a Mighty Duck
Or come in your idol's grey hoodie and call yourself "Lyted Lux"
You'se a fuckin' clone of Loaded
You even try to pen how he write it
Hey Beloved
Why don't we just call this nigga "Be-lyted"? Hey Be-lyted, I been knew you was a clone
I was tuned in
John John, my respects in the Bull Pen
True shit
What kinda man are you?
You get on Vlad and say you wanna suck a dick in a battle
Who's a fan of you?
When you get drunk you don't be lookin' for pussy
You'd rather suck on a Slinky
Dawg (Dog), soon as he get a Buzz, 'Lyt (Light) be lookin' for Woody
They ain't book you a rookie
They know what I'm a do to Day in Cali
Make the block hot
Caliente when Tay in Cali
They said I can't gun bar him to death
That ain't the case
You overslept, a little too long, this Day a waste
Aye, before you sniff coke do you say your grace? You forgot who I am?! You must've lost his memory, who gave Day' the (data) base? Remember?! They gave me Goodz outta the blue
Bonanza
This is your king?! He felt the power of Wakanda
This just a reminda
If somebody gotta die, it's your candle that's gettin lit first Day'; Kwanzaa
That's some black, red and lime candles
Who try to amp you?
I should've no showed you
Told Smack, "I cancel"
If this wasn't financial, I would take a .9 handle
Gun butt
Leave Devon Campbell's mind scrambled
This faggot Devon think he a warrior
Aye y'all think Day' a knight?
My clique, Oxy morons (oxymorons), we'll catch Day' at night
I say it right?
Class in session in my classroom
As far as Daylyt? Son (sun) could eat clips from a half moon
I'ma spaz soon!
Just cause they try to hype you and I don't like you
Flashlight on top of the rifle
It's delightful
Spiteful
At any moment I'll make this movie scary
Kids come out
Lyt (light) inside a bag; luminaries
If we pull up in a Honda, shit gonna get handled Accord-ingly
I'm talkin' R.I.P. shirts, iron on it, and embroidery
You toy wit' me, I'll call Tsunami, you'll get wiped out
I'll send a wave crashin'
You'll see shells around 'Lyt (light) house
Thought you'd be the champ at King Of The Dot, ha
I had high doubts
Nigga, black lives do not matter in that White House
You was better off doin' a prank, leavin' me psyche'd out
Smack, put the bat in ya hands, watch him strike out
I pull this knife out, watch Spawn get beheaded
Devon will regret it
I'ma make sure they all get the message
Buck 50, send 'em off to the medic
The way 'Lyt's (light) skin start poppin', made dark bitches jealous
Try me
Try me!
TRY ME!
There's a price to pay
Take your life away
I'll slice 'Lyt right down the middle and leave twice a Day
I ask, "Who nicest Tay?"
And y'all called Daylyt
I'd a broad Daylight and brought Day right in front ya broad Daylyt
Real shit
Devon, get outta line, you get all hazed
I'll go ape shit, swing on Devon (da vine); Tarzan
You feel comfortable with Crips behind you, you best bring 'em
Without his niggas, Devon shier (Devonshire) that's southwest England
I'm the king and you gon' play my way
I spray my K
Knock ya head off of your shoulders, I'll sit Day' by Day'
Tinted whip-
HOW AM I GETTING A REACTION?! HOW?!
Tinted whip, I follow Day', right up out the bar
And I hope don't nobody tell 'Lyt when he right behind the car
Cause this nigga dead, right at the red light, collide wit' his car
I'm tryin' to push in ya grill and ya head light ('Lyt)
Then show up to ya funeral Day'
And tell ya family it wasn't Avocado that Ruin'ed your Day
I got a Spanish gun plug, named "Sinual"
I call him like, "Send your (senor) boys some shit that come wit' a drum."
He like, "Hola."
I'm like, "Nigga, send me a more (amore) lovable gun."
I give the que to the hitta
The nod'll (denada) will turn into some gangsta shit