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Act One: Of The Tragedy That Is Danny Myers

Let’s start by stating the obvious shall we?
Tonight, you’re gonna be
Significantly more lyrical
Than typical Which is a gift
That I give to you
I mean cause you wish to prove
What the Kid can do isn’t difficult So then
Coincidentally it then to
Will be assistin' you and yo'
Pen on hittin’ this pinnacle
I know that was a lot
Basically, I swear when you speak
It’s gone be an Air BNB oh
You gone flip the room but when you do
Just know that I possess
Those properties first so
I’m more responsible for it then you
Y’all know this shit the truth
Every time you touch the ring


You mirror your opponents to some degree
It’s funny with all these
Multiverses in which bruh
Believe, that as far as dimension goes
Flat out there’s really only one to D (1D)
So tonight you gonna put aside
Some of "just should
Punch routine" just because you’ve
Studied what I bring damn I’m a threat!
I got the Mandela Effect i’m the future
Making this legend adjust to me
Boy, I couldn’t even prep for
You a month of weeks
And still made you my business
When you shouldn’t even be in my company
But because I don’t budge it (budget) seems
You’re a liability that shouldn’t
Be afforded that luxury so go ahead
Cause even wit’ my back against the wall
The Kid 'bout to leave his mark as
I measure myself above you B
And for years you’ve charted my growth
So you already know what’s up wit’ me!
But what you bring?
Shit only the west craving
(Wes Craven) , a bunch of Screams?
So I’ma wash this pussy fuckin' clean
Since we coming up on spring
And that’s Summers Eve
So don’t huff and puff wit’ me
Cause like the Chris Tucker scene
In Friday when he was trippin'
Off angel dust for weeks
I ain’t seen a muhfucka yet
That I think touchin' me
Boy, I would even be tweaking on Twitch
Wait a second bro you think cause we in Cali
I’ma be shook punk?
Boy in the we got military grade guns
I'm comfortable enough to go to any hood bruh
Shit make me look buff
So don't ask me why these arms
So bigbitch I do pull ups
So even if you could duck
I’m got somethin' that'll Hawk
You down for starters
This tre (Trae) done took Young
So these shells gone bomb ya
Like how I feel about Michelle Obama
Bitch I wish you would run
Cause, I ain’t gone play, I know you
Created a Parallel Universe for me tonight
Right? Good, make my day!
And I’ma break yo' face!
Cause lookin' back at the stats from dude
That I’ve viewed
This shit made me actually mad at
Something I had to do i love women bro
I did not put on body
Spray to attract this fool
I didn’t ask (Axe) for you
Cause you rap like the average Smack recruit
So one sided you come across plain
(plane) like latitude i mean
We all talk about havin' straps and tools
Hell I just said I got the
Biggest chambers in the house
But, I still made a blueprint
On how to master rooms but as for you?
It took for there to be no stars for you
To have your Big Bang Darwin would lose it
If he saw how yo' progress is doing
You would have all of our views
On biology ruined
Cause how you believe in all this science
You using and not evolution bro
It boggles the students
So if yo' career was life
It'self you'd still be
Microorganism tryna learn how to
Survive and maneuver damn!
Guess this means this what you mean when you
Told me online you not even human
I mean, I am influenced
But see, it's more so from your role
You were a roster best but
Forgoing stuff to grow
Yet at the top I guess so
Swords thrown to cut ya throat
Will have the doctors stitch what
Tore sewing up a goat
(torso and up a goat) , like Baphomet
But, I’m not impressed
Smack will let me rap five minutes
And pretend his clock ain’t set
Cause, I told him he could cut
Me off when I lie, and he ain’t stop me yet
I'm cocky? Yes
But Dan Myers the vampire you do not reflect
How back in the heyday
You established this main frame
But retracted from adding cause you
Still rappin’ the same way
You gon' come and spit, lame stuff
A bunch of flips say bruh that’s nothing big
You have like a million
Children of course you
‘bout to fuck the Kid name up
Like, "I can’t remember is
You Cindy or Jane?" shit ain’t a game
Wit’ that little village of
Children you made, it looks to me that you
Are literally living my name kidchaos
Goddamn bro
You prolly gonna use me to vent to
Them on this stage ain't you?
Like "I’m get enraged, two baby Ninas
Reminds you of all the children I’ve raised
But this is okay if I corner him it’s cause
I spend everyday puttin' kids in they place
Bar Goooood boy fuck you
That shit you rap isn’t special
But, I’ma let you have at ya lesson
And get to that in the second
We from South Carolina

Aye, this ain't about which man
Yell it the best
Bitch, I beat yo' ass last week
This is just the Mandela Effect
I'm here to rap witchu
I got bars, I brought a pack for you
If you let this hoe tell it (hotel)
He right here Shining and that's where
I brought an Axe for you

I'm too cold bro you see them rebuttals
My nigga? I'm too cold man, listen

Small crowd in here, no gas
No way to throw in the steam
Can’t make noises around the monster
No one can scream
That’s when the Kid hold his toy in the air
‘bout to go in a scheme
Then a demon kills him in A Quiet Place
That’s the opening scene
Focus the beam, right between his eyes
Then squeeze off
I ain’t bitin' his style, but
When he get this HEADSHOT
It’s gone be D fault (default)
I was in deep thought
Bullets can be heroes when life is dire
Cause when y’all ran
These went into the Chaos like a firefighter
You can’t write with Myers
I done left all my rivals warned
As I signed the last page of our contract
I realized I wasn’t in my final form
Smack turned Steve Harvey on me
You might not ‘get it
You a bird brain really
He think he can merge lanes
Cause his word play witty
The same axis anywhere I stand on the
Globe will have the Earth’s weight tipping
I broadcasted god level lyricism to every
Continent though the world stayed spinning
So even if I miss (Ms) America
This bitch should’ve never been mentioned
In the first place (1st place) with me
I’m from the era when niggas you used
To get their safe house rushed
We was moving weight ‘round with
The tre pound tucked
When you niggas was doing the "A Town Stomp"
Drive by, roll the window down
Blaze y’all chumps
Kid crew will get they clothes
Burned for the first time
Oh you thank y’all fucked?
Nah, it’s an anomaly with the flame I touch
Raise high bust, the K
Squeeze, his brain freeze
Everything came out slush way down but
Nah, fuck this nigga, brang out Lux!
Since this Jit is ransom, I give niggas
Life with the shit I write
I’m doin’ stints in stanzas
So anyone who’s hip knows this
(hypnosis) is just an attempt to trance him
The force that can make the living vanish
Can be defeated by a temper tantrum
So you’re now looking at found footage
Of the GOAT cooking the Kidthis is Antrum
Let’s get expansive
He ain’t worthy when pens mentioned
I brutalize his body surgically then kill him
Preferably vertically skin peel him
I’ll mercury syringe fill him
Til it perfectly blends in him
I’m doin' the Kid worse than
A Serbian Film endin’
My murder spree been trendin’
I don’t usually settle
Battle rap is a open world video game
I’m from the days it used to be levels!
You think you musically special?
I'll catch you in the studio doin’ ya part
Shave a drum stick
Use the sharp end to skew in ya heart
Bash his head with an MPC 'til you
See the fuse when it spark
Then paint a picture with ya
Blood Music Is Art
I’m an instrument of death
My level of rhymes is separation
Cecil Hotely’all don’t see what’s
Behind his elevation? Without hesitation
He built his style while making a lunch
He said let us (lettuce) get this bread
Give 'em food for thought they can discuss
He let it chill a
(Chilla) bit, blended his style
While bakin' (bacon) it up
He was gone let it be a Single
Bite, then he said, "Fuck it
Make it The Lux" (Deluxe)
Ain’t with that style you’ll never
Make it to Lux
That’s not a statement to play you
SMACK rappers were original when
The foundation was stable
When Rex was rapping his chain was swinging
In his face when it dangled
Arsonal brought disrespect to the game
His phrases were fatal
Lux had lyricism, Mook had sensational angles
I did that sandwich scheme and
Made it a fable basically asking this nigga
"What the fuck do he bring to the table?"
These the niggas they can’t even label
Rookies new Niggas
We don’t know y’all
Back then it felt like we knew niggas
This where I take the Kid to school, please
Let’s not get confused ‘96 Olympics move
My pen’ll (Pin a bomb) bomb on a
Nigga like Richard Jewel
My uncle was alcoholic, we used
To play Street Fighter, i miss our dialogue
He held down the block wasn’t
Shit fake in his background
He was quite involved
Do you believe in a Parallel Universe? I do
He would drink and get violent
He ain’t wanna fight at all my kin
(Ken) had a couple rounds
Went through the motions
And blast a nigga off a fireball
They tryna see the Messiah fall, nah
You on the ground with this shit
This wack MC got another two
Rounds of this shit yikes!

Act 2 of "The tragedy that is Danny Myers"

I say a bar I like"fuck
Is you playin' with?!" he say a bar he like
Chaos starts screaming and pulls
Out a party popper

Alright, obviously
I wanted that part to come off comically
But see the impression I gave
Is the impression you give
You’ve made yourself a mockery
From all the hollering, and the posturing
Puttin' lima beans in a time machine
Quite possibly
You never had a spell where you showed
You owned those words like an apostrophe
A Bar God god MC? Not to me, but see those
Properties, I got 'em, see
I’ll take the Virgin Mary
And Mary Magdalene and
Get Mary Mary to ménage wit’ me
Turn 'em all to freaks
And I only thought of that bar cause he
Give himself a title that’s fuckin' too
(two) broad to me
So the song I sing, is gospel themed
I already mentioned "Mary Mary"
And you ain’t got in you what I "God in me"
An anomaly to a nominee
Hell, even if my ops elite
I’m still who P would swap for B
So in a word I can
Even make them sound obsolete you follow me?
See, you are a fraud MC bro
I hate the rep you're given
Cause they say you extra pennin'
Let you wonder
(Wanda) off which (Witch) creates
A hex with them cause you lack soul but
They respect your Vision
And let you get a way
(away) wit’ Hell for instance
You told Ars’ you gotta use yo' gun
To your phone's camera to unlock it
Didn't make any sense but
Still they was yellin', trippin'
When that bar make me wanna
Mush yo' Apple through a
Steering wheel so wit' ya
Face you’ll wreck ignitions
(facial recognition) SKUUUURRTTT!
Hit the brakes and rev the engine
I’m puttin' my feet down you can
Say I’m pressed and pissed then
(pressin' piston) cause, I'm mad bro
Y'all know I studied all of bro tapes
And you know this is no hate
But y’all gassed that "Who Am I"
Round like it was so great well ya don’t say
When that shit- when you think about it
Was a broken toll gate
Cause they let you pass and
It ain’t make no sense (cents) in no way
All he did was set up bad schemes
Correlating with sellin' mad ki's h
Hella packs seized and puttin'
Himself in traps, where fellas stack green
But never had themes
Directly correlating with the battler
He accepted that week
So when he ended it with "I AM DRUGZ"
I did the math and thought the
Numbers he did was average, like
"Psst whatever that means"
But, you yelled it at peak
Actin' like you the best but
I haven’t been too impressed
Like as long as yo' punches fire
You think none'll tire
(nun attire) but that’s still a habit
L knew address (a dress)
We know Cali is used
To natural moving threats
Using the Richter Scale to
Measure earth quakes
But that’s a tool you neglect
Cause we can’t even graph how you
Truly shake and rattle rooms Cause
I don’t think you’ve grasped the
Magnitude of this yet
That happens by da fault so wait, d
(the) fault, or default, it's D fault
Pppuh, mind blown
I mean I won’t say it fit's him perfect
But the shit's concernin'
From how he pick ya words, to his discernment
To how you were in a camp and tripped
Determined for it to get him a pitch to live
In then worked it for all intents
(in tents) and purpose
To how you're intense on purpose
You know what I'm sayin'?
To how you're intense on purpose
Sayin' a lot of dumb ass shit
They let you get away wit’ cause you ancient
So if you slip a disc it’s worth it
Y’all steady tryna get him workin'
But he glitchin', certain
Because he been playing at the same level for
Years cause he the default demo version
HEADSHOT! It’s rare you get to meet
You influence in person i mean this is super
Look at you back in time
Tryin' to prevent the future
But like that Bruce Willis movie, if you
Tryin' to kill who you were
You shoulda just been a Looper
This shit ain’t just a rumor
So history will reflect
That the kid was seen as a threat
So once you see these bars
Are golden you’ll realize
The only motherfucker getting rid
Of me is myself
Which is the piece you neglect
Oh, I went to searchin' and in ya verses
Bro, you are an average dude at ya best
But they’ve established you as a vet
When really your only attribute is you
Have attitude and you yell
You lack the aptitude for this test
You're like the machine we see in a
Teacher's classes room on a desk
You think you get dem (dim) lights
And think we gone see it as off the wall
Cause all you have to do is project
But that’s the tool you neglect time man

Aye first of allcome here, come here no go
Ahead drink your water get over here alright
So right here

Bam, bam, I'm gon' beat this bitch up
Go get a broom and a dust pan
And you gon' sweep this shit up
Now first of all little nigga
I'm for real I gotta touch you up
You said you was gonna fuck Mary Magdalene
Nigga that's Jesus bitch
He gon' fuck you up!
For real, why you fuckin' Jesus bitch?

I cried during my third round vs Hollow
That whole scene was cold
For years I been fightin' to get
My children out the system
That’s my dreams and goals
You know what it’s like watchin' yo’ kids
Grow up in a foster home
The same time you tryna lead a coast?
So when they gave me Kid, Chaos
It’s nothing I never seen before
They said Chaos was here before the universe
It’s in the description
But the question that boggles the human
Mind isis it a difference?
Like how could something still before
Be within the existence
Of what it morphed into? Hold
On let’s switch the consensus for instance
We got this thing called "Daytime"
And it's op' is night
And the only way to spot the
Difference is by spottin’ light
So which came first?
And before y’all say "sun" (son)
I could just take him out the picture
And show y'all that I always was bar God!
Laser focus, two arms behind my back
This is my dark side (Darkseid)
I’m confused on how you got your name
When everything you jots the same
When "chaos" by definition
Represents constant change lots of pain
They can tell we Hellraisers from
How the block arranged am I insane?
It’s like the Leviathan spiralin’ outside the
Mental institution my mind is in
His spine’ll bend
His skull ripped when the blade retractin’
Every time I battle these Pen
(Pinhead) heads it’s a chain reaction
This is not no level up
The chop gone severe ya
I’ll have your composite sketch
Looking like a Picasso replica
Colossal weapon tucked
This gone be a tragedy
I was ridiculed for givin' Rex
12K to rap with me now they say it’s drugs
(Drugz) that got me here, exactly
The only nigga in rap that opened up
A door with half a key (ki)
I stopped every nigga that had a streak
You just now meetin' Smack and Beas'
You wasn’t on YouTube, BET
But you right here on this App with me
I approached this battle with
Apathy, the audacity
I’m tryin' to not slap you i was going 730
(7: 30) on niggas when SMACK
Had a 5 o’clock shadow
I’m just showing you what time it is
This nigga gettin' his wig slid
The minute they gave me a
Rapper from down south
I was coming for Kid kid (Kidd Kidd)
Took his son for hostage
He ain't paid so he died slow
He was found with a ransom
Letter stuck to his ribs, but on a side note
I teach lessons with this right
Hand, I’m Sonic fast
Shit’ll break off into you
I drop gems with these Knuckles
I call 'em "Chaos Emeralds"
My words play off literal
I ain’t gotta do performance
Soon as he said "Music Is Art" is
When I drew it on him
You gon' need a priest in the hood
I’m going Druid on him
The heat’ll clap you for speakin’
Babble it’s a confusin' moment
Look at the App bitch you losin’ on it
I smoke my opposition
No amount of votes can put
You close to my position
Even in the media, my social kinda wicked
Even my post apocalyptic
Look at all the quotes that I done scripted
How could I be so nice?
I got niggas that'll kill you
To get rent money, and a new lease on life
It’s beef on sight
We gon' trade ya life for cash
I got niggas that’ll wet the
Kid and leave him wet
I’m talkin' diaper rash
Writers have motivation, I inspire guys
So if yo’ crew diss me openly
Y’all gone die a tribe (diatribe)
Fire fly 'til you on the
Ground with this shit
This wack got a whole ‘nother
Round of this shit yikes!

One thing about Chaos, is I don’t slack
From the openin' credit's to the final act
It's curtains close when I attack
But some people say my rhymes
Too complied to grasp, well I do that
To make sure there’s no lines to Jack
So if I call you out
Ain’t no star 69 for that
Cause, I don’t know how to dial it back
Now is that arrogance?
Or simply me wearing where my awareness is?
Cause these comparisons, to these heretics
Got me tight, cause they don’t fit me
Them shit's is wearing thin so go ahead
Go and angle me like you was
Lyin' on Drugzi dare you bitch
I’ll be very pissed
I don’t matter what tier you is
I’m Chaos and a T’d off
Terrorist is where terror is
So yo skin may tear a bit
But that's cause I want to tear a bite
(terabyte) of ya memory where a terrace
Do you terrible, contusions, bruises
I bet a host will show like Terrance did
And that's the scary bit
I ain’t sparing shit even in my body bags
Bitch ain't no more room I can spare in them
My bags are packedi’m prepared to trip
Boy the shots I give are mixed
Wit’ Iron Solomon and Charlie when
You see me airin' (Aaron) Clips
Bullets at the top of the magazine
Rap like me, you know, upstairs and shit
In a Full House that carry twins
So Myers will get shot 'til the white show
Now they gotta find something to
Make Danny Tanner wit' there it is
The moment you notice you fucked up
See ya road got some bumps cause lately
You just been rolling on dumb luck
I mean, we promote you a GOAT but
Some of us don't think you
Supposed to be one bruh
You lowkey a sub huh?
So a knife thrown in ya gut up
To ya throat is a must cause
You know when I get a sub
You know the Kid gonna cut up so what’s up?
Danny Myersi’m not sure if
You’re aware of this
But, you do know that you can retire? Right?
Or do you feel without this
Culture to sing your praises
There not much of a purpose you can acquire
(a choir)? Oh let’s amplify ya
Cause we notice a lot
You be mediocre often a lot
And they still call you a god and
Give you all of these props
But, I don't think it's cause
Your verses ill it’s
Prolly cause they don’t wanna hurt
Ya feeling cause we
Think this may be all that you got
Now you may say that that’s a reach
And maybe it could be
But, if you look at the way
They exaggerate what you achieve
It’s not as crazy as it seems
You lost three battles in a row
To the new generation of MC’s
Eazy, Holmzie, and Jerry Wess
Even lost the Will like
They deflated your esteem
But every card they got a chance for
Danny like you they favorite team
So URL keep the name on
A repeat, every card it’s
"Danny Danny" They want you to stay DM
(stadium) it seems but that’s my point
You see curve in which you graded in this D?
You almost failing see (C)
So they should just place you in between
But after four failed tests they say you on a
(honor) roll and now you graduating with a B
Do you get the correlation that I bring?
I never clearly lose and yet
They say I gotta do
Ten more battles 'fore I make
It on this league but, you can lose four
Then put on the bare minimum on a "run"
And they’ll say you on a streak
And that’s the naked truth
And I promise this ain’t no hate to you
You know you my dawg
So maybe just my frustration at
The culture breaking through
And I’m finding a way to
Make it relate to you
But, I promise I’ve relayed the proof
Bro, you're a passionate, battle rap activist
And who wants to dislike the likeable guy?
So you know what they do?
Fans assist you wit’ the best praise
And pick up after your messes
They give you help lame
But, if I get done dirty, Chaos
Gotta clean up after Chaos
Bitch I’m self made
And you gon' get ya self slain
So you better get yaself some help
Before you don’t got enough credit's
To be in a
Real class and I give you this TEC (h)
Then your family and friends will be stressed
Confused, cause you dead and yet they
Still miss you to death
But then I will tell your mother
I'll put bullets in her
(inner) child cause he was
Kiddin’ (kid in) himself bitch I’m the best
And the validity of that
Statement isn’t contingent upon
Whether or not you’ve admitted it yet
Even your, you know
Contemporaries try to downplay
My ability That's
Simply because they witness a threat
But every non believer gon' get
They day of reckoning
I just ain’t get the chance
To get to them yet cause, I'm a god
And it's more than what I do with these bars
Even down to the tool that's
Why I'm truly a star
Think you provin' me wrong then
Go through all my songs
And then you'll be MIA: Music Is Art

South America
Archaeologists drove their vans into town
They uncovered stone faces
With African features
On the land that surrounds
These were the Olmecs
Lost civilization of man that was found
Even back then they wanted to
See a nigga head underground
It’s a pledge I am bound
On site (sight) the gun’ll line you
And I'ma put you in the same position
I'll undermine you i’ll come and find you
I’m at ya crib to spray the K off
Soon as I got to South Carolina
I went into a state of Chaos
I don’t take a day off, I can’t fear this cat
You’re exactly what it would sound
Like if Shakespeare could rap
Nigga you look like Da Brat
Let’s get this war poppin’
I got shotguns, AR's, MACs, more options
Extendeds, fully automatics, 4's, rockets
I just gave him all the toys
Then they found the Kidspoiled, rotten
For a profit
This punk’ll get bitch slapped mean
Now I’m disrespectin’ the
(Disrespect N) the Kid like
Ya Double Impact team
This is like 3 Card Monty
You know how you tryna figure
How they keep beatin’ you
But, you can’t put your finger on
The move from either view
It’s the crowd, they in on it too
That’s what deceiving’ you
There reaction from the people is
What makes the scheme believable
Nigga you in the league with who?
What level are you equal to?
The minute URL seen the lead
In you I deleted you sequel move
You know how the first movie be a hit?
And the second one leave you
In a boring off mood? Fuck it
I'ma show y'all how to blow apart too
(Part 2) this shit a circus
And y’all know it’s all true complete Chaos
But I’m Restor'ing Order off you
Y’all niggas forging y’all views
Against a man that writes critical
Memorable? They gone remember you through
A candle light visual
Witch craft, stiff jab, get ya lungs stabbed
A HP Lovecraft blood bath when the guns blast
You fighting tentacles, look nigga
Ya life is minuscule look nigga, ya life is
Minuscule, off principle
Hung the Kid from a bridge, i suspended you
Ya writings typical compared to mine
I’m twice as lyrical
I pop up every 200 years, I’m Bicentennial
Bye, send ten of you in a Street Fight
You’ll see me stomping on niggas
Heads with Bison’s tennis shoes
Remember the Parallel Universe
I taught niggas?
Well in this one, you the Bar God
And I’ll be a Lost Nigga
Whispering Lost nigga, lost nigga, lost nigga
Like, where am I? I’m in a world
Originality gets the crowd to roar
There goes Lux battling Chilla
And they done heard your style before
Where am I? In my world I seem so bad
But in this world my dreams gone
Shatter cause schemes don’t matter
Where am I?
Niggas on the corner rapping with
Gats on they hips
Lyricism comes first and performance is
Last on the list where am I?
In this world
Rookies ain’t got SMACK on they dick
The road to success is driven by
Passion and gas don’t exist where am I?
This is where truth revealed
You got ya name known through word of
Mouth and battles don’t do a mil'
Where am I?
In this world, rappers is using skill
On building tops and the loser jumpin'
Off the roof for real where am I?
I’m in Chaos
The spirit of God using telepathy
And that would be the only thing that
Could possess him to step to me
I'll cut a guy
Blade out the pocket look like a butterfly
Now I'm goin' back and forth with the
Kid like, "I know you are, but what am I?"
You get mummified
He on the ground with this shit