URLtv, Danny Myers, DNA - DNA vs. Danny Myers lyrics

I said after the Face-Off last night
You better not talk about Charlie Clips
Me clappin' the machete, K-Shine
Rain or anything about my mother
Cause, I won't let Dan press me about mine
So let's get to the root
Cause now you got DNA on site ancestrycom
It Ain't Hard To Tell, the
Bloggers Hate Me Now, but I got you to body
Respect, I'll Take It In Blood
When I use the shotty
So whoever don't bounce'll get
16 Oochie Wally
They shootin', Made You Look, let's Rewind
I drop the 40 like when Nas was on the run
Cause, I know I Can make him eat the
(Ether) bullet if you don't Got
Yourself (Urself) A Gun
Sayin' I'm supposed to die tonight
And I believed y'all Just a Little Bit
But, I'll still kill a nigga who


Gets hyped all the time cause this old 50
Patiently Waiting to Back Down whoever thinks
My Life's On The Line
After the Julian battle, I said I gotta bomb
I tried to be Cool J
But Mama Said Knock You Out
And I'm a Phenomenon
Jordan in '93, you'll drop the 9
I'm in shape to make the 8 point octagon
Of course somebody plain
(plane) figures I couldn't try
Angles (triangles) polygon
Ain't nobody missin' you when I put
You Through The Fire Chaka Khan ten shots
Ya son will be facin' five Ah Di's mom
I'll end this fast
Let the 5 peel a nigga Ramadan
And this can' do (candle) light up the room
I let him bask in the ambiance
In the ring it's Dan and DNA
When it ends it's the DNA of Dan
And he's a strand of DNA, cause
I can see the DNA with Dan
And it's DNA, wait, there's a DNA in "and"
And he's a fan of DNA cause
There's also DNA in "Dan"
I'm the man, I'm over-disgusted
Heat in his face, I opened the oven
Then it's the Machine Gun for the Kill Shot
You don't want to butt in (Budden)
It ain't a question here (questionnaire)
I'll have his shit open in public
Cause now Danny ran
(Rand) into a nigga that got
The glow wit' the punches myers pissed
How you gon' make it to Solomon? I exist
You need a patch, you'll
Get dragged and drugged
He won't make it to Iron Fist try some shit
I have ya shit ringin' from
The lobby like checkout shortly
You tried to throw me off guard
Like, "Let's have a drink Champ"
But now ya boo's in the view
(booze interview) like it's said by NORE
He's like, "You know how many niggas I
Killed in Cali for my BM
Cuz? Just don't disrespect my shorty"
He thought it was a Game and
Caught the 50 and the hook
He won't tell another Westside Story
I see son walkin', I play the wall
I check the TECs (texts) , the club borin'
And I don't care if he's a Goon'
He's a rider
(Ryda) that'll take the Drugz off him
His face get a slug, then
I take out the judge, i love Boston
I hope my man Deuce well
And two 12's like Bloods talkin'
Whatchu gon' say? "The PG Killer and
The Champ shit is corny"?
So you made a bet I'm losin'
Well check the blueprint, you supposed
To see changes in DNA, that's evolution
I had problems with the 9
And the other TECs I'm usin'
So I went from two 40's to 4K's
I found a higher resolution i'm not worried
I'll do fine behind bars restitution
Ya face get struck, then I make the cut
Who's the next recruitment?
Geechi, B dot all destroyed
Parts of their flesh is ruined
And now the cops gotta form and
ID the whole Western Union queens what up?
They like, "This nigga trippin'"
I see him wit' his brother I'm
'bout to get a victim
Then I use the Calicoe
And once it hit his skin he (skinny) dippin'
The doctor's get to stitchin', I let
It Rip through the mask, i miss the Pistons
The other blade to see how
His gut feelin' intuition
It's the perfect card to get
Out my bag mint condition
I don't care if you home or in the kitchen
Them last two lines went over
His head Mr simpson i had a leg up since
I been back quick submission
But when the TECs spit, Fresh Prince
I let the shit sing at Will Nicky christening
I don't care if Danny strapped or
He with his niggas grippin'
Cause, I'ma get two outta three
When I draw split decision
You'll find out Who Shot Ya when
I Kick In The Door, that's Biggie spittin'
But this'll blast your core in the Quad
I'm Jimmy Henchmen
The Ruger is out, it's not just one
I'm puttin' two to his scalp
Yeah it's all California Love
'til you next to the Dr with
A tube in ya mouth what I look like loser?
Now ya kids mad at me
You should've put up a good fight sooner
Now they questionin' the death when their
Dad behind bars Suge Knight Jr
If you thought you was gon' win
Then dream bigger
Cause the west coast nigga just lost
Round one to a Queens nigga

Yo, you just said I hope I got myself
A gun and you'se got the ammo fool
This 40 my theme song, bitch!
I watch The Sopranos, too!
All this Champ shit, you can stop claimin'
I'll be on your block rainin'
I'll come to this Queens child's
Project like they shot Raina bARS!
JC proved you need to take a hobby
Nah G, NOME
(genome) and DNA were supposed to
Make up a body you got the shotty? ch-ch
All these guns sounds
Tryin' to see which one sound the best
Bullet in his ear
Now he ain't a man that sound affects
(effects) i'm crowned "the best"
Ridin' around wit' protection that's dirty
Out 100 battles, all you got to show for it
Is a collection of jerseys?
Durin' that scuffle
You was finna throw 'em out
You the scary type nigga that
We was warned 'bout
You got all them fuckin' jerseys
We never seen you wit' the arms out
NWX, full of bitch niggas
Volume 1, y'all seen me son K
Rain signed with Rick Ross
I still ain't seen him with the gun play
(Gunplay) bARS!
This could end one way
I ain't the Transformer
I'll let the pound wave
Surgeons will tape inside his
Chest like Soundwave
For years you been freestylin'
Four bar setups all cleverly scrawled
You debunked Darwinism cause
DNA never evolved
But get me involved, bar for bar
They all know I cook proper
You can never Finish Lines cause Champs
Ain't good as Foot Lockers
We put choppers in niggas
Ya faith is astounded
It's crazy how they got a
Rushmore candidatefacin' a mountain!
You the most coward nigga in battle rap
But every line you bust a strap
You added PC to your group
I know you don't fuck wit' MACs
You fuckin' wack
They said yo' freestyle could beat a nigga
Well the justice system is broken
I love when DNA free a nigga
I should sleep this nigga, but
My OG was like, "Fuck fades"
He told me
"Implantin' metal in niggas spines
Was an upgrade"
When they watch you battle Cojaywait
Nobody in this fuckin' room watches Cojay
You gotta think through
Sometime those flights fall under the radar
That's how it be too (B-2)
I'm bomber! I gotta do him this way
I've been plottin' to bomb this
Nigga like Tim McVeigh
Now connect B-2 (to) it bomber
Then connect bomber to Tim McVeigh
From the prior sentence
And that's when you'll realize
I'm wired different
You can't fuck wit' Myers' writtens
My existence is proof of hieroglyphics
Being deciphered in Cairo shifted the Earth
More than when files missed it
Everything in my bio different
I was put here to punish bums
My pen got a Different Stroke
Like Mr drummond's son
But say you call me out to fight
And you do want that one on one
Shiiiit, it's gonna be 23 and me
To see where DNA comin' from!
I'm who niggas runnin' from
Fuck Eric, I ain't even need to step
I've been great, I was God tier
(tear) before Jesus wept
I am indeed the best, six years straight
Puttin' MC's to rest
I did my job, look at this fuckin' card
SMACK need the west
My young homie, was tryin' to join a gang
I told him, you ain't got no business here
I told him, "Sign up for the NAVY this war
Ain't got no winners here"
Do you believe in a parallel universe?
(I do)
He got deployed when he was finished here
Then he got hit in the
Right side of his brain
Soon as he left the hemisphere
My nigga said, "Danny
You the GOAT but these niggas
Don't think you great"
Yo' pen gave birth to a lot of niggas but
This is the type of ink you bait (incubate)?
They don't think you straight
You on the fuckin' ground wit' this shit
This dumb ass nigga got another
Two rounds of this shit yikes!

We in Queens, right? Close to the south side
Where them heaters will bang first off
I wanna say "Free Chef Trez" but it took that
Second to cook up with Three Of Them Thangs
Look into this side of the crowd y'all
I ain't even gon' squeeze the Glock
Or let the heater pop
Cause if we fight I'm swingin'
But, I don't think you fitted
To give me a clock whatchu wanna do?
Y'all don't see his fitted say "Me O'clock"

Yeah, II see it

Yeah, well see the shots
Cause you talkin' through my rounds
Like the rhymes is blooding
Oh, your shirt says "Jason Lives"
That's too bad Myers doesn't
I'm ready for war-
But chill my niggas chill, y'all wildin' out
Now I'm not even hype I'm tired and calm
It's so much smoke over there we
Might set off another fire alarm
That was two, but, you lookin' at me like
I need to do better
Well now you 'bout to get ragged, that last
Bar was about you not bein' fitted
But you not ready for this New Era
Now y'all got The Champ vs the Bar
God, or should I say Bar God
Or am I gettin' it wrong?
Cause you're 39 years old
Jumpin' around talk- I don't even know
What this nigga be on
Y'all might be lost if y'all read
Through the scriptures and Psalms
But, if y'all confused I'ma get him informed
Cause if you did your research
It states there's no such thing as
God in the physical form now bear with me
Cause in the second we gon'
Get back to the punchlines
But being God is energy within
Which means this is all over if son
(sun) dies
Now some of y'all might say that's a lie
And try to make an excuse why my
Career ain't go farther and start trippin'
But they all knowin' I got the higher power
That's how you create a
Scheme that's God given
But me and you could resort to these
Let's see if he can spar
Cause if we fight, it's the Walk Of Fame
You'll be seein' stars
One punch, chip in his front Visa card
And I got one piece to
Cover his torso leotard
And another ratchet in case this miss
(dismiss) , I beat the charge
The lead squirt
Now let's see if that attempt
(a temp) work, I need a job
Listen, the ex out for revenge, I key the car
Of course they put me on stage
Wit' a nigga from NV (Envy)
Well just know these lights can change his
Tone when he C Da God
My girl hit me yesterday, she said, "Baby
I think I see that dude you about
To battle walkin' down the street"
I said, "Well, what he look like?"
She said, "Donatello if he had a son"
I said, "He be wearin' the big hats
With the nasty jeans?"
She said, "Mmhm, the baggy ones"
I said, "How many kids he wit'?"
She said, "Two", I said
"That can't be him unless he pickin' up
The other eight when practice done"
I said, "He got an awkward stance too?"
She said, "DanRue", I said, "yeah baby
That's the one"
I could've killed multiple squads
But I chose your clique for the pickin'
Cause you came to east with
Bull and the right pace'll
(Pacer) be them pissed then (Piston)
I can Clip a Warrior, King
Like this nigga is trippin'
And now they on the Western Conference call
Cause they just lost this Pacific division
You know the Warriors, Clippers, Kings-
You tryin' to ride the NWX
Wave and play the coast
Cause we rhyme together
Sayin' my writing's at a C
(sea) level 'til they get soaked
Tryin' to find this treasure
I'm sure this current flow will make 'em bolt
(boat) , they'll see this guy is clever
And to win mine soon (monsoon)
It's hard to stay afloat when it's tied
(tide) together
Now when I commit a murder, they
Don't know if it's DNA
The PG Killer or "Was that The Champ?"
So they mad at me
Cause that's somethin' I gotta address
(a dress) casually khaki pants
Once I'm at the top it's no
(snow) fallin' down avalanche i'm draggin'
(Dragon) Blades to have him
Bleedin' still Jackie Chan
Ya bitch get outta line, I
Walk up on 'em like, "That's ya man?"
I check her on the side
Then you get the low cut
Like you asked for Vans
Tryin' to come at me 'bout my style
That's the wackest plan
'Cause of course my style is Gucci but
I ain't come to dap a (Dapper) Dan
The nigga Twork disrespected you
'cause he battled me
And turned you down in ya own city
That's a no-go
They ain't give the specifics on
What he was sick wit', so I don't know
But since they ain't give too many details
I guess bein' vague is
(Vegas) is how they sold tickets to a no show
Some people believe in religion
Others believe in science
But we ain't have to wait for the proof
Cause Twork ain't believe in
The existence of God
So he came to DNA for the truth
I'm searchin' for Pass and Myers
'cause I know they haters
That mean I start in Oakland then I
Move to Vegas I own the Raiders
I told Smack, if it's not for
The cream, it's gotta be Worthy
The oldest Laker the only way this
(disc) not spinnin' in his top
Is if I broke the Sega
Beam, if I miss you I got you
Next time I owe a favor
Now they sayin', "Did he
(Diddy) have him stuck in a situation?"
Like I roll wit' Jada'
You payin' to stay alive
I'll holla at ya broker later
Which means if I catch Danny roamin'
(Roman) , he'll need a negotiator
You can hate K
But you don't wanna get Shine movin'
And it's game day
There's no way you can split my movement
I let the 8 spray, if not
It's the fifth I'm usin'
I'll have Danny see the tre way
(Treyway) more than 6ix9ine, stupid!
Are you losin'?
It's a movement, you should dream bigger
West coast nigga just lost round
2 to a Queens nigga time

Aye you just said "Visa card"? This
Bitch nigga 'bout to go night-night
Cause real niggas know you don't
Need the chip if
You know how to do the swipe right
I watch you versus Young Kannon
Andwait, they never dropped that
The fella destroyed ya
Cause if they got DNA and the Kannon
You need a hell of a lawyer
Who's your employer? You can't have a job
You booked for four a week
You the only nigga I know
That battle more than me
You don't explore the streets
You be on Twitter beefin' wit' Suge
When you wear that robe
Is your only time you be in that hood
You a bitch nigga, I don't
Wanna fuck up this battle
But see me with the hands
You'll get the fade in the future
Like Wesley Snipes in Demolition Man
I got a vicious plan to fuck up ya block
This protect ya neighbors
I'm in New York lookin' for
DNA like Detective Stabler
Call the investigators
I'm here to handle this bitch
You love roulette
This ain't the time to gamble wit' Clips
This how an animal spit's, bring yo' chain
Thinkin' shit is sweet
It's like our genetic make up
DNA will have a missin' link
NWX, I can tell yo' ass
Now that the streaks over
O'fficial retired, Saga left
The nigga PC speaks slower
Rain don't battle
T Top was your only fuckin' street soldier
And K-Shine in New York
Undercover like Malik Yoba
It's just you and Big T wait, Big T trash
It's just YOU!
You tryin' to keep these punchlines goin'
It's only right
DNA gotta keep the bloodline flowin'
Bar God! Beat the fuck out these clowns
Cause this bitch deserved it
I'll grab the belt then slap the gums
Out his mouth like Mr perfect
You got different versions
But each one of them fuckers dyin'
You don't know which nigga you are
In yo' head like Shutter Island
Bitch I come from violence
That world can never be beneath me
My niggas willin' to trade they life
For that white girl like Creasy
I'm a Man On Fire
You and Shine write together and
I can see the shit
Cause DNA is linked to those
Lines like a fingerprint just think of it
You was doin' four bar setups and
Thought you was bein' witty
Then you started punchin' on every other
Line like me and Nitty that's my style
For six years I've owned it nigga
But Smack needed DNA to clone a nigga
They said I wasn't top tier
But do yo' research, every bar wild
But when you mix DNA wit' an
Alien you get a Starchild
I got a hard style
Cause I done been to hardened blocks
They put a Terminator wit' the
Kids like Kindergarten Cop
You pretend ya bars are hot
They too simple, we all get 'em
And yo' freestyle ability borderline autism
You and Charron are special
Y'all go retarded from what
Your competitors write
But the trade off is you're
Retarded in regular life
You used to be dirty
When niggas brought that up
You was toe tagged
Now you keep a fresh line
Everywhere except ya notepad
You take the most current event and
Make a bar of it, how hard is it?
Then get up here and act like you
The only person who thought of it
Bitch I'm sick of all of it trending topics
CNN and Worldstar is a DNA Starter Kit
You took part of this
You jumped in the ring with a ruthless nigga
Act retarded, my niggas down, send drums
(syndrome) at a stupid nigga
I should scoop this nigga and put him
On the ground with this shit
This dumb ass nigga got a whole
'nother round of this shit yikes!

Before I jump in this third round I need
Everybody in the crowd to for me
Cause my grandma just turned 85 on Monday
And to me she's one of my best friends
See the love is different
Cause she was forced to care so I
Ain't wind up in foster care
She trust the system
She took me in, she took care of me
The moment she caught my
Father and mother sniffin'
So I know exactly how it feels for a kid who
Grew up with a parent who
Has a drug addiction
Oh y'all ain't know, Danny's
Girl is on drugs, we talkin' heroin
It gets crazier, and you got
Her around your kids, that ain't savin' her
So the only way to break a habit
Is if you break the habit's
Not bein' an enabler
See the only way you can help
Her is if you leave her
But deep down I know it hurts to push her
Every night ya kids say
"Why mommy by the stove?" And even though
There's somewhere worse to put her
You just say, "From here on (heroin) out
Just stay out the kitchen when
Your mother's burnin' sugar"
Do y'all believe in a parallel universe?
I do, cause you used to be a drug dealer
So think about all them addicts
You made snort them lines ain't it crazy
Around the time your wife
Was shootin' up your
Career was at an all time high?
You mean to tell me you spent $12
000 in a battle to try to help Rex
But, you ain't take a dollar out that money
To teach ya wife them 12 Steps? As a man
How could you stand? I don't support that
I cried every night
Wishin' my mother would get off crack
You fuckin' up they childhood
As far as respect I lost that
And he's still no help
Cause you gon' make her relapse
Again by bein' on SMACK
The fans sayin' I'm fucked up
They like this nigga here
You say "Yikes" to get some cheers
But, I had to show him the other half of you
(view) to get their vision clear
That mean "go", Nat King Cole
Who gettin' slick in here (hair)
Whoever URL book
I clean up an act like Christmas near
You been battlin' since 1945 and
You still not top tier nigga switch careers
You couldn't even show up to
Court like the witness scared
ID who? If I see you
(ICU) , it's in intensive care
With the kick back and this
(diss) track anybody into fear
Razor, and I also made sure the trigger near
I'll pick up the 9 then I hit up the guys
It's lit in here jack Nicholson, you would
(wood) be ahead (a head) but
You don't fit in here
So we can't Overlook Danny Shining
But if he grade E the twins appear
After this match
I wanna make sure your ass retire
It's not good
I'm clockin' his whole hood Smack attire
Beam, gettin' on his features
The track is fire
Nice clip, I slide this in the tray
(tre) like an appetizer eSPN, BET
That's what made this battle higher
And you frontin' like your Future
Sound the same that's Desiigner
Tryin' to say I stole your style
Of punches with rapid fire?
But, you never went forward son (Sun)
And now I gotta rap the
(Raptor) point out that ain't a
Stat on Myers (Stoudamire)
You know Amare played for the Suns
Gamin' for the Raptors and
They both named Stoudamire
Machine gun, rerun
Gotta hold it with both hands rubber grip
I'll leave a G Shock like the old dance
The heat sparkin', to whoever I see
(C) walkin', that's a Loc dance
I know your wife ain't wit' it
But you better get wit' the program
Let's get to the candle lightin'
Like I'm ready for romance if two step
I'm holdin' this close like I'm
Playin' a slow jam
I'm scared of no man, every bar buryin'
(Barbarian) the Bar God I'm Conan
Then I'm takin' Danny off air
And the race is tight
(racist type) that's Roseanne
Ain't it crazy, you went from the nigga that
Got hype then said "Yikes"
And we all thought he
Suffered from Tourettes Syndrome
To the nigga that all they talk about is 12K
Now they think you suffer
From the Rex Syndrome but he's shook
Cause ain't no such thing as half way booked
Prepared for Rex and then got jooked
He's shook
(Cause ain't no thang but half way crooks)
There go Rex he's scared to look he's shook
The dumbest nigga in battle
Rap, you gotta be, i'm talkin' bottom 3
You tried to pay your way to the
Top and you don't got drive
It only took one eye to see (Odyssey)
Heater, I'm only fuckin' wit' Nina monogamy
And you can't survive half this
Habit if the Infa' miss
(Infamous) , rest in peace Prodigy
It's round three it's gettin' hot in here
Queens y'all know my slogan
(Get him the fuck outta here) hell no
Get this nigga that got a Band-Aid on
His neck the fuck outta here
Get you for givin' 12K to
Rex the fuck outta here
Get everything about you and yourself
The fuck outta here
You thought I was gonna bring it but you
Can't get my belt the fuck outta here
NWX nigga

It's 'bout to be crazy quick
I'm glad ya grandma lived to be 85
BAOW! She won't see 86!
It's the third round and I'm
Up here smokin' this fool
It's crazy how my wife got an addiction
But she's still doper than you
What the fuck you know about bein' a champ?
You bought a dumb ass robe to
Get some likes for it
You ordered yo' belt off Amazon
I had to get out here and fight for it
What the fuck do you know
About bein' a champ?
I was contracted for a battle
Had to write for it
Gave them a classic, didn't get paid
But never went on strike for it
What the fuck do you know
About bein' a champ?
All these personas, man I hate these rappers
I guess you are Ali
Ever since you got that belt
You been shaky after
Did y'all give this nigga that belt?
No, right? Instead he be cocky
He came to the ring with his
Own belt like Ted Dibiase bars
You a champ? When you make it to
This age out a wild hood, 38 snub nose
Give him the short bust
(bus) like his childhood it's foul? Good
I'll tell him it's wack
I always wanted to know how it
Would sound if could rap
But let's delve into facts
You never traded bar skills with Hollow
Your resume missin' Mook
That's a hard pill to swallow
You can be Champ
PG Killer and all these other characters
But it won't change the person
Who you are still tomorrow
Look in the mirror Eric, 100 fuckin' battles
You doin' the same thang
Beasley only put you on cards cause
Y'all got the same name let's change lanes
My niggas waitin' for the violence
The 40 go to St john like it
Ain't to late to go to college smack said
You got the highest battle IQ and
People agree with this mess
I trust ya words
But a head shot will let me see for myself
Yeah I gave Rex that bread
But you see how quick that veteran left?
I paid him to leave
That was a battle rap severance check
You disrespected the west
That's why I don't follow you lames
I brought a pen to the culture
That brings all of you shame
But when you get DNA on these rounds
Shit don't work the same
That's why I don't let niggas borrow my games
St john, disciple of Christ
The rifle, the knife in the cipher
If you remain in the cycle of life
You a perpetrator, fake as niggas
We let Berettas clap him
The Realness ain't came outta
Queens since Cormega album
I let him have him
Extra clips that clap you goofs
I'm loadin' rounds one by one
Like Smack used to you never choke
You good at freestylin' and tellin' jokes
This the respect Eric Garner but now
You die for sellin' smoke i got hella quotes
I'm puttin' a bruisin' to this loser
I'm the reason battle rap is
Movin' to the future
Cause when you combine DNA with
A URL it's further
Proof they tryin' to blend
Humans with computers
Aye I (AI) , know who you battle next
And by his ratio
Watch how Mickey Factz turn up
That Volume on Radio you got a lazy flow
You shouldn't be concerned
With niggas lyrically i could teach you
But you'd have trouble learnin' this
(dis) ability
"Get Smack the fuck outta here"
You livin' off distant memories?
Ironic how this crowd came together
To watch this assembly
Your style I don't condone it
Cause lines that live forever
Will always beat
The man who's only known for moments
Fuck all the glamour and glitz
I plan to get rich
You from where Supreme hustled and never
Was a fan of the Knicks?
How you all about expandin' your clips?
You mad cause you can't fool fans with that
Shit and ya man is a bitch this a Big L
I had to talk to this bitch nigga
Cause it seems like that's the only
Way they get The Big Picture a fifth hit ya
You on the ground with this shit
Thank the Lord he ain't got
Another round of this shit yikes!