URLtv, Emerson Kennedy, Danny Myers - Emerson Kennedy vs. Danny Myers (Rematch) lyrics

You been holdin’ down the West
I was the one to do it first with skill
You battled in a dashiki wit’ blonde hairthe
Parallel Universe is real
Speaking of blonde hair, Em’
There’s rumors of martial law and mass terror
Opposing the government was
My foundation before this mask era
(mascara) they said the kid want it
They put out a contract and I bid on it
I got niggas that’ll pop off the top of
Yo’ skull and keep a lid on it
The Sig flaunted
Ain’t none of my thoughts formal
I’ll hide a gun in the small of a
Cripple’s back and tell him to walk normal
This where I go off on you
Too many shootings, the Feds was on us
We was lickin’ wit’ the pole
Like we tryna spread Corona
Those with open eyes be hearing the clearest
You tryna bring Bar Code to the world?
I mean, I’m no conspiracy theorist
But wit’ all this Pizzagate, look around
The climate is hurtin’
It’s a New World Order - I
Say your timing is perfect!
Me and my wife took 12 steps
Down the aisle a while back
Then we took another 12 steps
To get her smile back
I’m a wild cat, wild straps
Bitch shit, I can’t allow that
Now I’m grillin’ this Muslim’s food
Like a halal wrap you wrote a TV show
I peeped it out - great script
It came naturalsince you used
To writin’ fake shit make this make sense
You fuck white girls and Asians
Then tell ‘hood tales to back it up
You tryna get yo’ series put on Netflix to
Show us that you Black as fuck
Nigga, pack it up
Finesse killed you, claiming you rhyme nicest
Then you let a Arsonal
(arsenal) smoke you through the
Screen like Time Crisis
This the art of rhyme-writin’
Any hesitation, and the odds fall
I will hit this average Joe
In the chest like Dodgeball
Fuck that - headshot!
Wherever his soul go, it’s God’s call
I’m just waitin’ on Kennedy to
Bend the corner like Oswald
This the mob’s fault
Some of they codes still stick to me
You realize this cunning linguist views
You as a lick, pussy!
This a gift to me
You on the ground wit’ this shit

Thank God for these events
Where he can see the best
And E can see the vets, and we can please
The West
But no shot given, the plot thickens
Please don’t think you teachin’ tests
You won’t get mercy as a thank
Youi’m not into speakin’ French
Let’s penetrate this weak defense
Your plans are so sloppy
Iverson never passed so I Answer to nobody
Just asked to get thrown prob’ly
And he can be the wise guy
That don’t think you need the hospital
Until you see the side nod
You ain’t read the guidelines
I’m tryna get a big knot
If dollars been a problem
Then I’m brolic up in his spot
If this twat act rich, op’
I’m plottin’ on his wristwatch
Not even logged in
But got me followin’ his tick-tock (TikTok)!
Tell me this my big shot
Like you’re one to call shots
I went to war almost all blocks
On tour ‘til the ball drops
These miniature Shakurs? I brought more
To make ‘em all drop
I did what science couldn’t - I’m
The curefor these small ‘Pacs (smallpox)
Pure from the hard-knocks! A crazy truth
You givin’ iPads to your kids
And it change they view
Half the brain they’d lose
And I can’t say who’s who
But, I sold pills growin’ up
Danny - tablets raised me, too
You gon’ fade E who?
Like you do the meanest damage
I’m from where tomorrow isn’t promised
Can’t even buy the green bananas!
Where my mama never seen her parents
But we still got loved
My nigga hit wit’ 38 ‘cause
His real pops ducked
Like how he wasn’t looked over
And he still got snubbed!?
I got buzz out the mud
You gon’ feel it when it hit's
These niggas love to act ape ‘til
They Gorillas in the Mist
I think he’s still a little pissed
You don’t think I’m punchin’ hard?
You ain’t catch me swingin’ on
Top of that monkey bar!?
Well, let’s try and rate
If my pen’s high as day
Nothing’s gon’ stop my climb
In the end, I’m a great
So talk about that street sweep’
And that pretend fire rate
But no choppers knockin’ me
Off this Empire State
I used to grip the white girl
Since she gone, I been wildin’!
That means don’t try and tame a nigga
That belong on his own island!
These are gems I am GIVIN’ you!
Know what you listenin’ to
When’s the last time you realized
That you’ve witnessed a miracle? Let’s go

You write movies, date actresses
But when you rap, it’s gotta be gory
Those aren’t barsthose are E’s
True Hollywood Stories
Bitch, my OGs learned the streets
From they daddies’ pimpin’
They did 30 years in a box
And never talked like Maggie Simpson
You got foresight
Of course you drive a Porsche, right?
I served rocks out of a Cayenne bag
Under the ambience of a porch light
Every verse is ill
I go to your mama’s house and burst the steel
You standin’ over the casket like
"FUCKthe Kennedy Curse is real!"
I should be worth a mill’
It never made a lot of sense
But, I don’t need to talk
To Kennedy about politics
Who hot as this? Look around
This is where the truth be
You never had appeal
(pill) - that’s why we doin’
This on the roof, e (roofie)!
I done DRUG niggas!
Look at my eyes! Nothin’ no good!
I’ll ram you wit’ yo’ own car
In front of yo’ hood!
My man was losin’ his sight
He got shot on the boldest of missions
From his cell, he sent his son a note
Stuck in the coldest of prisons
Do you believe in a Parallel Universe? (I do)
I do! He died after he went
Blind - focus and listen
His son opened the note, it said
"Always go wit’ your vision!"
You just a ho wit’ attention
And they always think Danny playin’
I’ll catch yo’ bitch, then sting her
(stinger) in the mouth like Candyman
And it’s a family plan
The weapon squeeze ‘til the job done
Despite the bars
You’ll say "Rest in peace to the Godson"
Let’s even the odds some
I’ll grip the Smith n’ and get to trippin’
But, I’d rather this blade run
Against Kennedy like Richard Nixon
I’m on a different mission
Trust me, I’m the violent one
I’ll hold his bitch under water
Until the sirens come you had quite a run
I told my bro, "I got him, I promise"
You got money, I’m from the bottom
I’m honest you battled Physics all alone
And I’m sure in that time you built
A Bond with that Quantum of Solace
If that’s your goal, then I
(GoldenEye) ain’t trippin’!
I already sniped y’all! Loser gotta jump
And you finna take a Skyfall!
This wasn’t the right call
You on the ground wit’ this shit
This wack MC got a whole
‘nother round of this shit

I’m shallow wit’ it, Danny
My moms would be mad at me
You know I dropped a couple racks on
Things to heal from past casualties
300 for an Astroworld shirt -
Gotta laugh at me
‘Cause takin’ Danny Myers is
The real kinda travesty (Travis tee)
You mastered these, classic schemes
That throne was paired for you
And you’ve been a king with honor
It’s just time the heir fold you
New year, I knew clear
(nuclear) you’d die on that
Chair noble (Chernobyl)
Glare mold you, I’mma told you
But, I’m not finna war wit’ ya
You spittin’ simple setups
And the opps gettin’ bored of ya
Your spot gettin’ cornier
We not gettin’ more of ya-
I thought you was a parent - you
Need to stop wit’ that formula
Stop the informants, bruh
You tryna plant a witness
You know my man is different
I’m dodgin’ 12 and plannin’ shipments
I’m Training Day to jakes
You know my past is wicked
I’d drop weight and hear the sirens - Dan
It is a Planet Fitness
That’s why I’m- woo hoo hoo!
That’s why I’m past fightin’ you
Run? I’m pathfindin’ you
Drive until it’s empty: Dan
I’m truly gaslightin’ you
You talkin’ to the 12when
That snitchin’ over?
Foot Locker niggas even look
Like a whistleblower
I’mma make this shit get colder
Rainin’ on the roof you changin’ what he do
Rearrangin’ to the new
You know that famous monkey toy
And this mainly what he do?
(EK puts his hands together
And pulls them apart)
I grew up ‘round niggas
That be bangin’ symbols (cymbals) , too!
Nigga, the gangs is in the newsbut
We ain’t finna start that
Bark and I bark back
Your wife - where your heart at?
Tell her I need the truth
Or you on the cart strapped
And if your Queen be
(Bey’) lyin’, this where an IV PARKED AT!
Nigga! Destined for a dark path
I dodged the beam with pride
I was casin’ jewelry stores
Knowin’ that the team would slide
For a brief stage
It was a tree’s age: I had
To count the rings inside
These are gems I am givin’ you
Know what you listenin’ to
When’s the last time you
Had witnessed a miracle, nigga?
2-0

You didn’t put me in your movie, FAGGOT!
That’s what these vicious artists do
That’s why I’m smoking your
Ribs like Memphis barbecue
Bitch, I fathered you, you gon’ face the 40
I killed you years ago in Utah
You claim to hate my glory
Back then, you couldn’t make a single sale
(cell) you evolved from that Salt Lake just
To contradict my Creation story!
This is Biblical! A lot of it’s mental
They plottin’ against you
Ya boy went and got him
A pencil from Solomon’s Temple
I’ll keep my streak
Niggas need both of they eyes to see my peak
(peek) when I speak
You can tell I’m different as fuck
Em’, it’s just the two of us
And I got yo’ bitch in the trunk
You don’t keep a fif’ in the tuck!
You spit consciousness and opulence
Me? I’m from the gutter - I
Be talkin’ ‘bout the opposite for example
You never crept where the thugs stay
You was eatin’ fresh every day while
I slept on the Subway!
Hold that train of thought
I’m controllin’ every bar like that subway
We pullin’ up wit’ a pole in every car!
BAR GOD! This is refined energy
We’ll kill you and play music
And pour out Dom, kennedy!
Your pen potent
But you vicarious when you quote it
So who the one realer? The one who did it
Or the one who wrote it!? Y’all jokin’!
Y’all need me to beat this clown
You’ve been sad as fuck ever since
They closed the beaches down
But, if Surf bored (surfboard)
He’ll be wiped out when we spin blocks
Fuckin’ with DM, I’ll wave in his inbox
Send him the message
Peep how every line is interconnected
I do this around the clock -
You gotta give ‘em a second
This is hellfire!
This the second time you failed Myers
Poke your chest out
I’ll black on this bitch like Elvira!
You a swell writerbut you on
The ground wit’ this shit thank the- mmmm

Danny kidnapped, and the purse might hurt
Tell his fam’ 50 grand
Or it get worse by worse
I need it laid at my feet
While I rehearse my verse if it’s not to me
It’s Fox movie: they’ll see
A Searchlight first
You got the worst type curse
‘cause your marriage tell things
And I hate when your opponents
Do a Parallel scheme
But, Dan, I went back to Africa
Walked in the field
Saw a lion spot a gazelle and
Got caught in my feels
‘Cause my mama called me watchin’ the battle
Spottin’ my skill dan, we was both on safari
And watchin’ the kill!
This is real, in the field
You lack the man stamina
I worked for Wells Fargo
Even had some bands plannin’ up
Got a gun and a promotion same
Day on the damn calendar
I learned how to control a stick the
Day I became a branch manager!
Duality I’m livin’!
Escaped fallacy of prison!
I keep a blower in the basement
But a chalice in the kitchen
And you shine, but timidly lie, but vividly
It’s all these tall tales every
Line cuz givin’ me
They’re gonna catch up to you
And you’ll die off instantly
When your ability to lie becomes a LIABILITY!
The story’s sadly told
I never walked the Grammy road
But now battling’s got me
Noticed by white folks
Might just have me fold
All the "Awesomes" from the Trevors
Showin’ up in shabby clothes
I’m famous for crossin’ white lines: I
Think I’m walkin’ Abbey Road i’m the GOAT
This shit is flagrant
I’m pissed what I’m facin’
‘Cause Danny sniff on occasion
All that blow explains your energy
He’s split and impatient
Carves a Hill on his
Desk: blame his Miseducation
You the figure of fabrication
I deal in honesty, poverty
The shit we trapped into
You just yell a lie and throw your hat
Danny, we sick of that cappin’, too
Imagine you, in my shoes
Advocate to Black advice
I know women who want conjugals ‘cause
They think that bad is right
Their nigga free and they go ghost
And he been sittin’ half his life
They only get wet in the cell - you
Can’t fix that wit’ a bag of rice!
And that’s my plight
You’d rather fight, and that’s my plight
Most my theories look back
And I don’t fear he could rap
So I don’t fear the hood act
If I get caught for this body
They gon’ clear the crook’s act
I’m actin’ def (deaf) in front of the judge
To get myhearing pushed back
You a bull walking to slaughter
Fearin’ the God’s rejection
That was me sayin’
"Stay in your lane and don’t
Steer in the wrong direction"
These are gems I am givin’ you
Recognize what you listenin’ you
And when’s the last time you
Had witnessed a- nigga

(Danny laughs
As he and Emerson dap each other
Up and hug after their battle)

Good shit, boy