Watch the battle here.
Round 1
Danny Myers
You been in God mode? fuck that, this nigga just tryna seem hard
I'll bring four in (foreign) pussy back like he tryna get a green card!
These bars? Forget it, in my waist is where the banger looms
Y'all seen how I trained X man, now I'm in Danja room?
The pain consumes, but I'm back with several enhancements
The .40 take out his ribs 'cause this Maryland man sinned (Marilyn Manson)!
When yall hear them, it be a bunch of filler, see these niggaz playin'
I throw sharp rounds off the gate like Ninja Gaiden!
You got beef in yo heart? Well bitch nigga you not alone
We move in on 'em with no agreement... that's a squatter home!
I'm a rider Zone, I'll find out where you be at and yo position homie
I do this, by having niggaz tail (tell) you like they snitchin' on me!
The Smith is on me, you see in 2 years what I've accomplished?
Being from the west and killing the east is what I encompass!
I don't know where my mind went, I just know I'll commit the crime tense
All because of small words I promise they'll never find prints!
Before you would begin a verse, you used to have dinner first
Then 3 battles later that gypsy hit you with the thinner curse
Face a winner first, nigga you done ran into a freight train
It takes a big dog to show you you ain't great Dain/Dane!
The 8 bang, I'll catch em with his bitch, I'll let the kids observe
2 shots...they sink next to each other like "His" and "Hers"!
This the word, you yo brother's keeper even through bloodshed
Well look at yo career, and look at yo brothers....nuff said!
A year ago, I was liable to send shells
But nowadays beef with me entails...
A coat hanger through ya stomach draggin out ya entrails
Then flying a jet over ya house releasing a cloud of Chem trails!
We got a problem please don't let me get near trey
I'll blow off a nigga ear and tongue over hearsay!
If I flash it, I might as well kill you, I'm puttin lead in ya face
Cause even if I'm missing you I'm still catching a case!
The beef is back, the heat'll clap til his meat detach
Choke em from behind with a shoe lace...
That's the sneak attack!
That extended gives us 70...to ours (72 hrs) like a 3 day notice! BarGod!
Bitch I really hustle, I move zones, I've earned my splendor
We from the same the crew, but right now I gotta burn a member
Nigga God sent you here
But I was taught when you receive unsolicited mail you return to sender!
Remember, these young niggaz can't rap with me
Cause I'm bout to turn 36 Zone...that's the key (ki)!
I shoot up ya house, ya innocent mother be in a blood pool
Bullets be crackin the walls like a drug mule!
Wait...Crack in the walls? Drug mule? It's hopeless you rookie
When you behind these bars you better have something dope in you pussy!
And even though he already on the ground with this shit
This wack MC got another 2 rounds of this shit, yikes!
Danja Zone
The Messiah of metaphors, the Sultan of similes,
The Bar God … you have got to be shittin me
Dat’z a Dan dat goes loco, spazzin lyrically,
Till I parallel park on his head, picture dat Sedan…
He’ll have a photo graphic memory!
Cannons flashin till it be, hot as hell, and my wrist fracture,
Stick daggers, in CLOWNS dat say I ain’t got dat “IT” factor,
He’ll have a still frame if dis caps ya,
But my hand still waving like I tried to develop da pic faster
He Mick Jagger, Pop's a Rolling Stone wit hella kids and,
My bars set records you can’t bear but let’s begin dis,
Dismantle guys, dat’z camera shy, these special lenses,
Will have his kids see they Papa rot see (paparazzi) how I bring da press to niggaz!?
He came reppin, but left martyr,
Went to war wit JC and Zay to show who da best Carter,
Every punch may not connect partner,
But even my misses son niggaz...so let’s take it a step farther,
But dis ain’t school daze, dis day? You brave,
But any other too scary for us (forest), like an MK 2 stage,
Dis new age, I can’t lose wave, is true talent,
Dat boot phase? Just say I put a end to da shoez and found a new balance,
New 9 if, I come off da hip and it cock,
You dyin, dat bitch finna pop,
Like it heard “CASH MONEY RECORDS TAKIN OVA FOR THE 9-9 AND THE 2000!”
Ya bitch can’t leave this event if you got my bucks coward,
And some how ya, Detect if Carter’ll lee ya partner, stuck in TRAFFIC, like it’s Rush Hour!
You washed up, rush shower, to keep it simple,
Weak bladder, I need da pistol,
40 at ya door, I had Carlisa get you,
But dis old fuck knockin at 40's door, Jai Smoove gon think she cheatin wit you
See da issue? He’s not the most elite of writers,
But deserves an Oscar for actin, dat’z bologna, what makes you think we need a Myers?
You stupid, keep dat scene, wit Prince Hakeem, in mind cuz,
They ain’t seen a dickhead get washed since shorty said “The royal penis is clean your highness!”
See I write dis, for da pride and glory,
You might wanna leave me alone, dat’z not a threat, dat’z a promise, sorry,
You know? Like a lending signed agreement?
As far as lines, explaining Montessori niggaz, iz a different kinda teaching
I’m, without reachin, da reason he sad lookin,
On E, you're in obedient school and ain't seen dis many ass whoopins
And even though you already on da ground wit dis shit,
Lou Rawls still got 2 more, new, raw, RuPaul, gettin dragged through da roof, floor,
Rounds of dis shit, and I’m in his town in dis bitch! YIKES!
Round 2
Danny Myers
Aspect, KG.. why yall had to gimme Carter
Well this knife work'll set precedence after I Jimmy Carter!
I'll slap the shit out you with the burner, I ain't got to bang the steel
You gets no respect 'round here, fuck how Danja feel (Dangerfield)!
Go get yo niggaz, bitch I'll dump all those marks
You'll be jumped and I'll get the battery charge like the car won't start!
Y'all severed, the BarGod'll fall never/
Me being in the ring is a part of my Creed like Carl Weathers!
I fire shots, I don't give a fuck that yo vest is dope
These licks gone show up on yo neck like a Mexican throat!
Ya sets a joke, and that bitch you with is a cum drinker
That ho be quick off the draws (drawers) like a gun slinger!
But here's the humdinger, I spit punches with several behind it
So if Zone won (Zone 1), it better be the first level on Sonic!
I'm demonic! You want combat? I got the sig prepared fa ya
You can get smoke in the rain like a hidden character!
Shootin that Choppa is like cleaning the house...cause if we are beefin
First I pick up the big shit then I start sweepin'!
Ya hearts beatin', this a straight killa vs. a fake Chilla
This nigga get beat to the Heavens like J Dilla!
I'm way illa, these bars are a rare level
They blindly throw shots at the god....I dare devils!
So you takin ya family camping huh? Well let me show you how real it get
I never been in the Army, but I'll find ya camp site and mil a tent! (Militant), BarGod!
His back turned, I creep with the steel down low
Them shots'll lift the back of his shirt like Miltown Bloe!
This a real town ho, we all seen some cold shit
When I pulled out them mad macs (mad max) his car seen (car scene) the whole clip!
Fo spit, they remind me of He Man when ya boy get at em
You should see how these battle cats cringe when something pointed at em!
I'll pimp yo bitch, but I don't want her, nigga the whore is yours
I'm just tryna make a flip off the box like Storage Wars!
Look inside my mind, all you'll see is corridors, a rap horror lord
3 enter ya chest I'll watch his aura pour!
Of course it's war, you fuckin with a specialist
Nigga yo mama church wouldn't understand what my method is (Methodist)!
I prefer the revolver, we ain't doin none of that fisticuff scufflin
'Cause I hate when the cock jam like when pits get stuck fuckin!
I'm pissed enough cousin!, you can lose ya dome and center
So you can book any way you want like "Choose your own adventure"!
This loser gone remember!, I see plenty hate
This uzi that I rock (Iroc) will give Z 28! BarGod!
You goin' into a panic sucka?
You see... L.A. what I been bruin like the O'Bannon brothers!
The cannon touch ya, leg shot, he'll limp when he catch lead
Believe me, the mac 90'll put pimp on his death bed!
Mac? 90? Fuck it you on the ground with this shit
This whack Mc got a whole nother round of this shit, yikes!
Danja Zone
Y’all seen Paid in Full, right? Good.
I got a bar for every freckle on ya face…
Like ain’t nuttin bout dis classic, save ya crowd reaction,
You get hearsed, then rehearsed, I ain’t bout da practice,
Plus without da masses,
Or da lens, I’da put a point thru his frame like Calvin glasses,
Tragic, you just mad cuz you not Carter,
Da team hot, but you not…Ron Harper,
As long as da Price is Right, like Bob Barker,
I’m here to kill niggaz buzz like a Fly swatter,
Ya bitch? I’ll break her jaw, like a Gobstopper,
Once I put something in her cheeks like da Godfather,
My barz make the sky darker, be very worried,
Bitch got me pissed, cuz it’z a mark in my territory,
F stories, how you palm ratchets, I’m a God at dis,
And ain’t come to play Danny, like Bob Sagat,
Crib full of kids, guess he think family matters,
Till I’m in dat full house wit heat dat’ll make Danny Tanner!
I got a bar for every freckle on ya face…
Cuz yo a coward,
Fuck Dan, and ya pansy family tree, it’z a difference between ya oak and ours,
Say he sold some ganja, it don’t matter HOW HIGH da, potent power,
Cuz the answer for testin me, is I’ll roll up and smoke his patna!
Wash him, give him dat Ivory feel, ranked highly in skill,
So da raps and verses, you was in da back rehearsin,
Ain’t even scratch the surface,
Da west’ll cosign him until,
They see you’z a bird without claws, but even wit’em you talentless (talon-less) still,
So how does it feel!? I’ll give ya bitch da D and ya lower tier, just a mere mortal,
Fuck who you pray to, if you prey to a predator, I don’t even appear normal,
Not to mention, my dimensions, is real portals,
Ya style? Ewww, I’m ill, shocked? I’ll make it clear for you,
MARCO POLO…
Meaning you jumped in a pool, and lost sight of who’s in it, but listen, I feel for you
But let’s take a different route,
Ya bitch box I dig it out, all in dis nigga house,
Playin 2K, online, under yo PSN account
Ya bitch about, BBCs and I’ma bigger factor,
Know da difference between who been a factor and benefactor,
I know how to get her, and what to give her after,
I know Vicky see KRIT, must got a thing for Mississippi rappers,
What I give her? Half a, horse dick, divorce Vick,
She say you no where NIA LONG, so I HALFWAY A SISTA, then give her SOMMORE dick!
Dat bar slick, just wasn’t raw or dat vicious,
‘Less you consider, Nia Long and Sommore is half sistaz,
To da west you a disgrace,
Ya rhymez is whack, I’m flyin back,
Wit his head up in a case,
And why is that? Cuz bitch! I got a bar for every freckle on ya face,
And even though he already on da ground wit dis shit,
He want war, wit one more, dumb whore, he done, TF you come for!?
Round of dis shit and I’m in his town in dis bitch YIKES!
Round 3
Danny Myers
DMV, MBK, I'm sorry that ya man is gone
That chopper evacuate niggaz wherever it's landing Zone!
Bitch I'll sleep yo ass, first it's the hands chokin ya
Then I'll stab yo circle like I ain't got a can opener!
When I say "Nobody move!," I mean that shit, don't act like you don't know me fucker
Even ya son can die just reachin for the bottle like Stony brother!
I'll use a pair of shears if I ain't carrying tecs
Yall gone watch me scissor this bitch like lesbian sex!
We either let off nice shots, or knife spots til our life stops
We gone have to get each other bitch...like wife swap!
Go head and run nigga, ima let 2 cans bust
And put 10 on a nigga back like two hand touch!
I'm too damn much, avoid the gun fight or ya roof get hit
Steve Francis showed us niggaz out of Maryland can't shoot for shit!
You Stupid bitch, I'll show up on yo block with a extra clip
My patience...zero, so you gone be the first nigga to catch the shit!
He's my student, on yo tier list, I aint worried 'bout who's the highest
As long as I'm not (knot) next to the pupil like a Stye is!
you try to hide from me nigga? Well bitch ima find ya
Shoot the ho, watch where yo mother land like a trip to Rwanda!
I'll carve words into ya chest, then throw ya body in a coffin
So when I say you're in grave (engraved) Danja that's a triple entendre!
I'm a monster!, step yo ho ass outside, the heat can burn
I shoot niggaz in they throats if we ain't on speaking terms!
I heard you been plottin on me, yall been plannin to find me
That's cool, 'cause me myself I been plannin a homi!
I'll turn ya man to salami
Believe me, it's in my gene a (Gina) to make a Cole look a like become friends with a Tommy!
The canon beside me
You need to watch who you stand in front of, and the niggaz that's standin behind me!
God damn this a body!, they shoulda gave you the info what you was in fo'
I pull a gun while he holdin a celly to his temple
I'll shoot him while he holdin his Samsung
Fragments of it go in his wrist, I embed the Note in his arm like Momento!
I am mental! I run in his house with no kinda patience
It'll be my pleasure to tie this nigga up like a Dominatrix!
This my time of greatness, first I focus
My pen is crazy, the flow is clean like Reverse Osmosis! BarGod!
I'll spread out pieces of you, after I chop you with a sword til you die
Your dependents will only know where a fourth of you lie!
Ya sources were right, I did say fuck My Brother's Keeper
Ima fuck yo bitch and when I'm done I'll let my brother keep her!
The snub'll reach ya, I'll walk up on you and fire 3 shots
The rounds of fire were mentioned in the Bible...I am Enoch!
I'm from Cali, but these bars register in other states
It's only right the DMV gave me another plate
I'm fuckin great, and you on the ground with this shit
Thank the Lord he don't got another round of this shit, yikes!
Danja Zone
On the 7th day, God rested, think about that…cuz I really want ya’ll to hear me out,
Cuz if you susceptible to sleepin, you susceptible to dreamin,
So tell me…what you think Gods have nightmares about?
Now if you even think you know, I want you to answer me then,
And if you don’t it’s cool, but in a minute, I’ma ask you again,
For now, I’m back in attack mode,
Some asshole, said I look like dude from Martin, which is factz though,
Should recognize the KING in the middle, of speakin in riddles,
Yea nigga, I’m Nat Cole!
Act bold, da gauge’ll lift him,
Fried a grape, a month later, Danja back in California raisin niggaz!
Errythang I say is vicious, my nina clap wit no legs,
But my Dame kicks, like I’m bringin back da Pro Keds,
You ain’t better than Ooops, Day, J, Magic, Jones, Ced,
Dat’z Nitty, Kannon, 4-0, Trez,
You in da, lineup so far down, we can’t see you like B. Magic’s fo’head
Dat’z why we did dis in ya city,
Danja, made ya, eulogy, in a gated community,
And he still defenseless against me!
But since we, gon begin there nucka,
It's apparent I been killin…I’ll make ya men end EZ like a Menendez brova
You faggot you,
Not street enough for this avenue,
Gut punches, hand ova his stomach,
Losin is absolute!
To rap wit you, is overkill,
Give him a can it could show who real,
Wantin wreck, A broken grill’ll give him dat total feel,
Thinkin bein hood, in genetics, dese punchez’ll fuck up a nigga motor skills
No forreal, won’t switch, I’ma use da same,
Fist, a contusion came,
Then I’ma bring it back like a boomerang,
Bruise him, da abuse and pain,’ll look like he tried, to kiss da side, of a moving train!
Fuck who you paid, I can’t control ya money,
But dat alone shows, you can’t compare ya lil hungry, to 3rd world country,
Trust me, my hunger been, from 1 to 10, a hunnid den,
They think I suck my stomach in,
They can’t grasp the barz, I get across, I punch within, a jungle gym
Try to write, like I write, you might, just lose a fuckin limb,
It’s tough findin, Blood Diamonds, so some content, with Jungle Gems
Kids, you got a bunch of dem,
Don’t wanna see them? Keep mugging den,
A dome shot’ll make it hard to thank, and wonder when,
Any nigga dat stare’ll (sterile), draw a blank, can’t fuckin' leave or see their son (seed a son) again
I'm gunnin dem, I mean what else is there to talk about?
Knew we'd meet, he'd freeze up before cooking, maybe you shoulda thought (thawed) this out
If there was even a slight chance of doubt
So let me ask you again what do Gods have nightmares about?
The answer is terrorist attacks if I'm not mistaken
For a rack (Iraq) he fucked, Danja's code name Saddam-a natrix
So for the sake of conversation, why would you bring the BarGod to the spawn of Satan
The abomination, next time you contemplating on that line don't ever cross that
And before you even mention a nigga, say where your bars at?
Off with his head, make some noise!
Shout out to Danny and Danja for sending in these verses. Did they miss anything? Let us know in the comment section below.
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