URLtv, Danny Myers - O-Red vs. Danny Myers lyrics

This shit depressin'
I'll choke yo' mama while
The bitch is restin'
Silencer while she sleep, it's suppression
You not official
I'll catch this nigga and pop the pistol
What he just do in his first round?
Run up on him and drop the nickel
The stick slump ya
I run up on him and leave this bitch under
You not a drug dealer, gun show
My drug shirt had a brick under
You sat atop the list of the pens
Now it's my turn
Red masks the fact he's still a kid
This is Bright Burn
When P called me and told me
This lame was gettin' next
I told em "Red Dead"redemption
Is when I showed
'em it wasn't a game in the west


I stopped aimin' for Chess
(chest) , that only works for certain guys
It's headshots or nothing
That's how that nigga Surf survived
I work the 5
But still'll devastate you with the K
Red see (Sea) this stick'll separate you
From the Wave
Bitch we just now battlin'? It's
Been bad blood between
I was on the Hunt For Red
October with the sub machine
What the fuck you mean? I'm from Cali
Ain’t no wonderin' shit
My whole family gang bang
I'm the son of a Crip
Even though I'm neutral
Let me catch you pumpin' that shit
Soon as my niggas spot Red
Flags they dumpin' that bitch
My niggas asked me, "Danny
Why you dumbin' like this?" "Cause Red knows
(nose) he should've never jumped in this pit"
I'm with the shit, Akh big stock
Let me find out you holding zip locks
We hit blocks
Find out where you live and make a pit stop
Tick tock, clip pop
Knock the nigga outta his flip flops
Paramedics checkin' to see if Red Alert
We takin' it back to Hip Hop
Fuck tryna get props, Myers dope
Y'all heard all these fire qoutes
Gun butt him with a sniper rifle
Call it "Collide a scope" (kaleidoscope)
Go 'head and try it, folks, reach for it
My lead poppin' i'm talkin' soon as Red
Draws like Ahmed Johnson
Poppin' caps don't even look
Like man made shells

To expose the bitch in Red
Like the Handmaids Tale get stole on
Then a hole in ya head big as the ozone
All you'll see is Red Skull like
I'm tryna get the Soul Stone
But hold on, I'm on my stomach-
Danny literally gets on his stomach on the
Stage and points an imaginary rife

Hold on! I'm on my stmach
Prone position so I can fire with it
They lied to me - my whole life
They said I ain't gotta lie to kick it
Myers wicked
I'm really talkin' and cookin' like this
Get Red Hook (ed) - Hanz! He shouldn't be
Walkin' through Brooklyn like this!
We ain’t scared of you, we don't fear you
You could forget it
The irony, the old Red used to be dreaded
Why Shotgun a bigger name than you? I
Cringe at the very thought of-
You being under Suge's will
(wheel) like Terry Carter
But welcome to Death Row, I'm from the hood
We keep tools intact i'm 'bout to check O
(Owe) Street Status like that St Louis cat
But, I ain’t gotta use a gat
'cause with these two hands I'll bruise a cat
But soon as I voice box
He know he losin' that
You's a rat, snitchin' on niggas
Just tryna use a trap i'm sayin'
(Saiyan) you point fingers with other niggas
That's a fusion black bitch!
You know what it's like when the
State take yo' kids from ya?
That's why folks tell
(tale) you shit gettin' scary
This mid summer (Midsommar)
Sig' under, still snuck the knife in though
Y'all gone see Red bones everywhere like a
Room full of light skinned hoes
I'll knife his chest
Then watch him struggle to
Get the slightest breath
But, if you saw The Sixth Sense
You'll know Red was always
Between life and death

I'm the best, I'm who this nigga is tryna be
All this New Jersey Drive was inspired
By this Menace I I Society
You still a kid to me
That's the way I see niggas
This identity theft, but this K ID niggas
I have to temple you, sacrilegious views
That's the ritual
Open ya stomach like primordial man
I'm aboriginal (ab original)
Stab it into you
But, I'd rather throw lead instead
And I brought extra arms to stand
In front of Omega Red the fo' wet his head
And he on the ground with this shit-
Fuck y'all niggas!

They got us in Richmond
We both out of our habitat
They got a nigga from the
Garden State versus a
Nigga that been gaurdin' the
State of battle rap
But, I know ya rank, fuck ya legacy
I'll murder you with a colder shank
Run up on you and this knife'll be in
The Red like it owe the bank
I got an older pistol
I'm talkin' somethin' my dad handed me
It's from the 80's
But still a bad bitch like Vanity
My sanity won't let this
Be a bargaining' issue
You touch the sleeve on this Iron
It ain't arguin' with you
I gotta pop you with some shit
That'll drop you from Colorado
Get you in the lens then start
Shootin' through RED like Avocado
My bravado calls for you to
Get scraped this night red I
(eye) didn't mean for you to take this flight
I punish ya type
We comin' for life when a gun is in sight
Me and niggas been followin' you
For hundreds of nights
I wanna get away with ya murder
But, you know what they say
Anything done in the dark gotta
Come to the light

One of us might, run up with knife
Plunge it and swipe
Ironic this a Banned setting
And none of it light shut up and fight
I got weapons of all sorts nigga
You never had a update on the game
It's all forced nigga
Once they radio his location I'm
Off the porch nigga i said F 'im
(FM) , it's gone be static in the AM
Let's talk sports nigga bitch I managed
To grip the cannon and do extensive damage
You at a disadvantage
You and Surf battle raps Skip and Shannon
This a different challenge, I
Couldn't find him, he kept fleein'
So I elevated my conscious
And channeled my ESP in (ESPN)
Bar God i'm an inferno breathin'
I'll hit you in the stomach
With a bat, you'll die
But in turnno bleeding (Internal bleedin')
The system been corrupt, so sellin' dope
It was a need to do it
Cops used to plant base on
Us before the Vegan movement
My team is ruthless, we move in silence
We don't need the clout
They outside the venue to catch
This nigga leavin' out
I don't get the same love as you niggas
I know what ya region 'bout
That's why I brought somethin'
This proportion it
(disproportionate) gone make shit even out
Savage mood, my magnum got a attitude
Combine those words and you never
Seen nothin' of this magnitude bar God
I'll shoot Suge right in front of you
And y'all can't prevent it
Then I'll reunite Red with his boy
Like the end of Shawshank Redemption
Don't mess with us, when it comes to them
Guns my niggas specialist
Jersey is known for Treach
Us Cali niggas is treacherous
Bitch! Don't think I got a gun
And ain't gone use it
First I'll ring his bell
Then organs come out
That's the Undertaker's music
One mistake'll do
I'll still keep faith alive
I give him a level of

Authenticity that you can't provide
I mean you seem real
But, I can tell you really fake inside
You just never gave us the feel like
Edward Scissorhands when his maker died
Look fella
Them chopper rounds sound like a propeller
Guns from Brazil get his whole
Hood boxed like the Favellas i am forever
I keep a pistol when the beef official
But this half moon will introduce you
To another onethe Reaper's sickle
The heaters lift you
Don't die tryin' to shoot it
With these hands I dog niggas
To deathi am Anubis
Best pen on URL, it'll never be you
I made that clear on this
Platform like a 70's shoe
You use your imposing size
As an intimidation tactic
Well I welcome it, in fact
Give me a demonstration faggot
We eliminate with 'matics
We pull up clappin' the shells
All my niggas use they free
Time to practice for jail
I'm from LA bitch, if you
Heard them tires screech
And the car bent a right you either ran
Or provided cover for your homie
Like he spent a night
We got different plights, we both
Nice with that pen, but my purpose clearer
I look at you, and see
A distorted version of me
You a Circus mirror i'll hurt this nigga
For any aggressive move that he makes at me
Then I'm holdin' two rounds waitin' for
His son like Tre daddy
I'm at ya grandparents, and trust
What I carry poppin'
I'll push something big forward wiggin' on
Ya granny like Larry Johnson scary options
Shot or stabbed to the ground with this shit-
Nigga

It's on me
Well, fuck it, I'll give y'all a translation
Dadabalafagalafablala translation: We in VA
I shoot this nigga at the Wawa drive-by-
Danny goes Supersayian

Dadabalafagalafablala translation: We in VA
I shoot this nigga at the Wawa
Drive-by, scrape into his roof
Like a high-rise
Red, low signal, somebody get him some Wi-Fi
(Let's be serious, I was just jokin')
We gettin' killed over our skin color
Black Lives movement ain't leavin'
It's crazy how in this space and time
Dark Matter but we can't see it
I pain’t scenicpictures, you rap
I keep a trey smokin' see Gi
(CGI) don't buy into these fake motions
I'm almost 40
But skill ain't how y'all define it
What difference does your age make
When your bars are timeless?
Ya boy Twork famous he got a Drake co-sign
Bitch, I went to all the legend killers in
My hood and got my Draco signed
To get in the gang
My boy had to kill one of his camps enemies
In murder cases hudges don't grant clemency
He showed a nigga the cap real (Dicaprio)
The gang gave him Inception
He went and buried the gun to plant memories
This damn energy? I use that
And a flow to beat y'all hit both breast
Then a extra one in the
Middle like Total Recall
You don't understand rage
I'll put this nigga head through a fan blade
Then pull out Ms Doubtfirethis bitch
Don't even look man made (maid)
I was on my fan page, they said
"Put this man in a casket"
Trust me if I got a pistol
Then Dan finna clap it
So what you hold heat

It ain't like ya hand finna blast it
You just another bitch with
Guns like Angela Bassette
They demanded a classic
I entered the land of the savage
To bring a body back to hand to the masses
This is my life, this is a hobby for you
That's why I brought the shotty for you
Shoot you on the first floor of the hotel
Since yo' niggas wanna lobby for you
Rusty gun in back of the boot
I hate to use it 'cause it sing like
Eddie Caine tryna get back in the group
I'm applyin' pain, nah
I can let the iron flame or gun butt you
The pistol not a bitch like The Crying Game
You be writin' days before the battle
That's why he stay wrecked
BLAT! Ya funeral Monday
Let's see if the coroner good
On three days prep the K split him
They gone label you a hate victim
With the chopper
Bullets get passed down like racism
Even as a kid there was nothin'
That could match with me
When y'all fell in love with ET there
Was nothin' but this Mac And Me
But, I hate spittin' gun bars
'cause that shows you don't have nothin'
But since you lift weights
You know it's 45 in the
Bar before you add substance
Mag dumpin', you can get made over
The strap got somethin' for you
And ya bitch made chauffeur

During combat, you can get sprayed close or-
Get something put in ya head from
A distance like MK Ultra you was never nice
Two sharp shooters sendin' Red to paradise
Big slugs will enter his stomach
From a pair of sights (parasites)
We named the homie "Lil Famous"
'cause he wanted to be a actor
And get out the game
Sadly, he was killed by a stray bullet
All over a ounce of 'caine
Do you believe in a Parrallel Universe?
(I do) we marched to stop the violence
And when I thought his name
I realized that was the closest he ever
Got to the Walk Of Fame bar God
Y'all niggas be on FaceBook Live
What the fuck is you doin' bro?
Letting the world watch your life
Ain’t a trait that true men show
(Truman Show) let's carry (Carey) on
My black people got stupid problems
We went from being Egyptian Pharaohs to sniff
Heads that got toot in common (Tutankhamen)
Lux sposed to be the god of all us writers
Bitch I was cold before that
I've watched men
(Watchmen) try to interpret my ink
In they facei am Rorschach iron 4's clap
I'll come through and flame it on his sibling
Even if his sis' teenchap'll
(Sistine Chapel) find the bitch
Painted on the ceilin'
I get my point across, get fired on
Stand in front of this firestorm
This big metal round send the
Transformer back to Cybertron
The first round, your arm'll
(armor) split from you
The second round will knock a hip from you
This third round from this Big
(g) K ain't got nothin' but some shit for you
Genesis 25: 25 says "The first to come out
Was Red so we called him Esau"
I'll punish a thug
That's in the King Jamestranslation
You be covered in blood
I'm done with this scrub
And you on the ground with this shit
Thank the- bar God