[Round 1: Lotta Zay]
Devon Campbell
In this battle it's gon be some incredible sh** that's never been done before
Cause I got lines on the low like a underscore
So I promise you gon remember this Day
Like when your son was born
Furthermore, I pray to the Lord for a match with a bread and a stage right
And history repeated, God let it be daylight/Daylyt
Them bars I just spit to Day, light
I wasn't even punching hard like a play fight
Bars, bloody roar, I turn into a beast in that cage fight
A Gremlin cause I'm about to eat after daylight/Daylyt
I take lives for the next spot
You play dress up in battles disguised as your next spy
Have Daylyt gone then son set/sunset drop
Take that Quilly off from you and I'm 100% that you'll be left socked
I come from a story of an underdog that's been untold a**hole I don't know who gave him roids (hemorrhoids)
But I'm bout to have his sh** on swole
You gon' sit when it launch here (lawn chair)
You see the way that sh** unfolds?
I'll put light in a box like a pack of Menthol Golds
I got cigs by the hundreds, chill I'll make your menthol
So if I need those funds I'm like your tattoo artist
Drawing in your face with that needle gun
You think I'm dumb, you remind me of Bane
You ain't sh** without your mask like Bane homie
Your head I'll open a cap in it cause Devon Campbell souped
And he ain't no I had a can with his name on it
Bang on it, leave 'em slang, that's how I tease your (Tisha) Campbell
This for head (forehead) so it's comin' out my jean 'II (Gina) pain
Think I'm playing, I'm at your door the toy come with a kid, like a play date
My hands insomniacs, it'll break Day
Hey Day, this your last straw I'm still on my heyday
That's why you last Day of the week like it's payday
Wait, wait, Zay stay strapped like Bokeem Woodbine
So you choose the floor or the heavens (Florida Evans)
Like the father off Good Times
This is 30 days of night Daylyt, you wish you could shine
The gauge light like the Vamps off Twilight cause I ain't scared to move around in the daylight
You ain't the type of n***a I bring with me to chill with the babes Lyt
Look at your face Lyt, you bout four shades darker than Blade, Lyt
When b**hes look at you they be afraid like
You remind them of a pedophile uncle, you rub b**hes the wrong way
So when daylight/Daylyt come they wanna go home like the song say
n***a I got all day, cause I'ma handle this light/lyt problem like ConEdison
So when it comes to light/Lyt I have this covered (discovered) Tom Jefferson
[Round 1: Daylyt]
Bars
I brought a bachelor party to k** 'em
May the best man have a d**h plan handy cause it's life at your wrist/risk bro
Teams I ensure y'all this, I got something fantastic for (four) the crowd
And yes it's gon be a stretch man, completely invisible to women
But it's called flame everything and that's a cold rule
It's doom for all enemies
So if you feel like this gon be a clas-sic(k) I brought Tylenol for the whole school
I tell this n***a chill, I'm in a cold mood
Why waste (waist) lines when I can rock a belt?
That simple
He want to win (twin) but he don't know what he got his self into (in 2)
You about to see (C) A double L (L)
Who you gon CALL when you a ghost, buster?
Soul flying, I drought y'all sneakers, money here got to pay (toupee)
You'll see more mmmmkay's ('K's) then a South Park teacher
Back to the top, I fantastic four my enemies I got a doom gun
To send your boy outta space and watch your solar system After I send your an*s (Uranis) to the moon, son (sun)
These n***as get a box like they bobsledding
But I'm on the cool running I come from the great start
You see how I separate words? These are space bars
Yup I'm going apes, lines out the a**
You can tell your friend HE working on L number 2
This where the hell begin
I grew up a starving kid, I seek a mil'
Second time I show y'all my sequels k**
I could see through who they adore (a door) my peoples (peep holes) real
Lines on top of lines, that equals (=) sk**
Lines on side of lines, alright that's 11
They gossiping (gospel/pen) cause what I write come from the heavens
I'm the sh** Doo Doo Brown, these lil pussies get they tails popped
They say he sick, give the man a cure (manicure)
I'll mask up like a nail shop
I told you it's gon be hard to defeat (feet) me, I'm too polished
I got this n***a scared, RAH! sh** (Rasheed) I'm the new Wallace
Candy a** squares get a box now, then it's see you later
40 in my hand co*k (Hanco*k) I Will dump like I don't want him to be with Jada
Playa why harms play? Hey I'm thugging it out, Jersey you know me
No Joey, but when I pump-pump it up
You better get your bu*t in (Joe Budden) the house
What if I win? He get blew away
That shows you this is a breeze
Jesus I'm sick, God I chew (atchoo) n***as
Lord knows (nose) I didn't sneeze
Please your gun makin' the pop music but do you got the tech?
No (Tech no) your heart racing?
I let a shot off at you marks like, get set, go
Yes? No? Why stress when y'all done?
My question is, is we warring still?
Otherwise it's Lauryn Hill
You might win some but your just lost one
[Round 2: Lotta Zay]
That tat on your face don't make you look gangsta or look more like the bigger man
That tat on your face make you look like the Ultimate Warrior's biggest fan
Listen fam', I'll catch you late night with the burner creeping
Meaning what I do in the dark gon' come to light/Lyt like a dirty secret
You remind me of Jim Carey on some G sh**
So don't say you not cause you a funny guy who talk out his a** like the Pet Detective
And The Mask is what made you hot
Day does not understand the lyrical content
That I come up with in my conscience saying you ain't complex
Quit with that nonsense, when your miss in my mattress
Day unaccounted for, is you getting the plot yet?
I'm the whole reason that roof he (roofie) hang-over like Zach Galifianakis
You knock this cause you not this, he knock this cause you not this
A hot b**h would never throw the s** your way
If this was the Day before today b**hes wouldn't say yes to day (yesterday)
Let's set the record straight
My first name Dayshawn let's take apart my name make it apply to you
All the same, if you got the paper I'ma pull out the pencil, jot my name
Translation, before he get to Shawn that lead is gon start with Day
I got a movie clip for you, that shotty horror/horroh, wait Cause in the end you found out that nobody was sonning him
And he was just wigging on you like Norman Bates
So if my semi knows (nose) I put the spare on your helmet like Florida State
So I prefer you choose the latter day
Like the believers of the Mormon faith
Is hard to wake when you don't watch your clock cause hours go forward
Daylight saving, no, peep what I'm saying
If you don't watch your clock cause ours go for what Daylyt saving
I'm saying the cannon bucking hit the panic bu*ton
I got that income tax flow it's that time of the year
You knew you had it coming When the 4 is dumping
I'ma break you off some of that metal like when Forrest running
You in the forest running like it's Vietnam or something
Lookin' like Lieutenant Dan or something
When mines blow we'll cheer (wheelchair) cause you don't stand for nothing
Let me handle something, if I was your junior
Advice from you is who I wouldn't take it from
Cause we all came from slums but the image you portray displays you wanna stay
Instead of make it from
What if rap don't work out?
You gotta get a job, you went and tatted your face, you dumb
Come on your name is Daylyt/daylight I shouldn't be telling you how to raise your sun/son
[Round 2: Daylyt]
Aight brother
You look like the right brother to test out what I write brother
So I brought a bunch of plain and simple lines in disguise
Write brothers, don't worry, they'll get there L's (Dorell); Wright Brothers
Punches I left/right brothas to explain you a simple cause what I write brotha is like the Write Brothers
They gon send the right brotha to the sky
And that's just plain (plane) and simple, now let's explain
You a Simp son, show me how I thought I could trust
A n***a to school these kids, tell Homie, let the auto/Otto bus
At least a (Lisa) n***a feel safe
That's cause I added a lil mo'/Moe bars to the k**ing scene
One phone call make this Mr. Burns
Maggie's blow you to smithereens (Smithers)
I mean it's no joke
But you gotta pay for this a** whooping
Kutcher (cut your), no Ashton
But you get Sebastian that's the tell fare
I'll be at your dome, ding dong, soon as you hear the bell air (BEL-AIR)
Like wa**up with all that jail you pitch?
I will Ash this b**h
If he don't die He'll reappear (Hilary) on my d**h list
Y'all feel (Phil) he higher?
Well (Will) that sh** he made
He just another Jeffery to the Fresh Prince
Tell your best b**h, he better not get out of line with a G Cause I bug out with arms, this cat will peel (Caterpillar) a cocoon a**
Her but 'II fly (bu*terfly) through a tree
Leave her grounded
She falling you ballin' don't leave it in sight
Cause to a crook you got 2 options, either die or re-up (diarrhea)
Cause you go right into the buck, I'll send money up
In fact, who wanna bet?
Lines that connect to a bag
That's just for the net, why sweat?
Escalate up a body, no stairs
Before I paint this picture red, you be searching for the Kool Aid man "Oh Yeeaahh!"
That's fair, I see it all in your face
You mark and you got on sharpie make up
But my lines sharper than a Steve Harvey shape up
J touch Hova you know a n***a like you not ready for the brawl (bra)
You still in A cups, I break up the back of these back branch n***as
Y'all gotta stick to fronting, you shooting Eric?
Your guns like a lifetime rooster marriage
We'll never see this chicken dumping
Listen pumpkin, bum b**h think he ballin' live, he gon see sparks
I'll be jumping stumping
You ain't seen this many feet in one spot since a hide and go seek start
See/sea part of me I'm Moses, no diss but you not ahead
One dollar bill n***as get squashed to crumbs, I'm going apes on these kids
Don't be curious George you know I been washing tons (Washingtons)
Calm that sh** down...
[Round 3: Lotta Zay]
You don't wanna go to the hands
Swing you see what I do with these machete fingers?
Elm Street your block, Day dreaming, well Krueger k** kids for sleeping
And I don't give a f** if it's Daylight/Daylyt or not
Might as well say goodnight, I got ratchets for you
Fours, nines, ratchets for you, swords, knives
Daggers for you
All just to make you take an L for the team Like I brought a fat b**h for you
See when you joke around this the sh** that happens for you
There's many ways to bury you it varies though
Ding! Look, that quick I just came up with the greatest scenario
The tre, spray, carry you
And pull a mask off this mask man like Rey Mysterio
Wait, hear me though, my bro said be careful though
Cause Daylyt he Crip But just in case he pull that phat sh** in the battle, you might need this
I said I don't give a f** if he Snoop Dogg, Dub C, Ice T mixed
You'll get the scoop from the big can like it's Iced Tea mix
Now I don't doubt that he might be Crip and really live that sh**
But if he so much of a gangsta, how come it's okay...
Exhibit A to get away with sh** like this?
Now this is the same n***a
Who got a song called bu*t Naked With a Shotgun
Then really did the video bu*t naked with a shotgun
Now I know you crazy, but I question the s**ual preference
Of the n***as that filmed you bu*t naked with the shotgun
Gay n***a, probably only went to Jersey for UW
To get bu*t naked with the Shotgun
There's not one hotter than that's why I got the win
I saw your Quilly All Blog and the only thing it proved Is that Lyt is outta hand
I understand In that blog you had you showed you sho' nuff had the glow
But in the end you thinking that I stole shine, I'm Leroy Green
I ain't had to throw all these punches I had it the whole time
Don't y'all remember the days when
No I'm not remembering Day's wins but they sin if they think Day sent From God
I body whoever they send
Things ain't looking too well on Day's end
In my eyes your b**h dazing
To everything your hotel suite/sweet like the Days Inn
I'm in my motorcycle, the chopper clip in your T too, no judgment day
This is Day's end, that calendar come with boxes for the body parts I'm putting days in (Day's in)
They stand in amazement cause I made you "Calm that sh** down n***a!"
n***a Like your Factz battle
No how bout I could do that better
How bout I have your squared circle covered in sheets like your Factz battle
You gon catch an L 0 T right beside your boy like my Smack battle
I clap metal at your b**h when she thinking cap
Then the red thrill her (thriller) jacket like your last battle Abbo
[Round 3: Daylyt]
Let's say we had real beef, then I'm grilling everything like Foreman
Look at my form, man
It's a foreign man
I make sure my rounds heard (herd)
To get through the bullsh** I'm in a bad mood
So I let these sheep talk cause they cowards
Word, you put your life at stake (steak) and I wanna masterpiece
Here comes the Master, P, Master P
UGHHNNN
My cloth made of God socks silk It's a shocker
Shocker, two big ol' punches for this n***a; socker bopper
Gotcha
Jacks any n***a in my sight cause I two arms steel
Yet he (Yeti) would get the back of the BigFoot
If he come up the wrong hill, that's real
How could a n***a defeat me? I'll leave all you with Popeye's son
Y'all should've been sweet pea
See G I'm (CGI) a movie effect, don't look at things from the upside cause the down said take a hike
And these n***as in the dirt now
I brought 10 yards worth the lines and if it's good, you'll be the 1st down
I'm on my 6th win, 7 days, yes son he weak/week
Who says um he (Sesame) street?
This 3rd is long n***a yes it's gon be deep
I book 4 battles a week, every month, all year
So I don't got a lot of time on my hands, now watch
Day got something for a weak/week n***as, this month, "AWW YEAH!"
I got some Lotta time on my hands, now watch
I diss Lotta This Lotta diss, oh god, Lotta wanna dance
Til he see a lot of dots fill the room up like a lot of disco balls
And I heard a lot of n***as been talking a whole Lotta sh**
Like they wanna see Day versus Zay
A lot of n***as been talking this ol' Lotta sh**
But I heard Lotta was quitting and that was said bold, but before that
Zay said Day was a baby p**y like a lot of kittens
Lotta you kidding, that was said bold, I see you sleeping on me couch
Bars I give this fool tons (futons) make lot of bed fold
When I bump spark It's like Lux start, "y'all gon see lot of head rolls."
Lotta, you writing a lottery ticket your a** can't cash
Enough of the playing Lot, you ready for the big dogs?
Is that what you saying Lot?
Quit playing Lot I see that you got played in a whole lot of Lotta battles
Lotta you don't know I play an important role In a whole lot of lot of Lotta battles
Lotta how is you matching me? This gon be a day for a lot of cats to see
There's no way he beating this n***a
Notice I said this gon be the day I see Lotta get cast to sea cause I could see the beach in this n***a
Y'all see a lot of Screech in this n***a, I see a lot of geek in this n***a noise
Don't think you gon get Saved By The Bell Just because I hear a lot of Screech in this n***a voice
I'll whip Lotta, Rest In Peace you after you get whipped Lotta
I'll Rest In Peace you after you get whipped Lotta
You'll get ripped up again I'll make you rest in pieces, you capicci me?
That mean it's gon be a lot of dead bodies
When I dump the uzi, it's a zombie movie It's gon be a Lot of dead bodies
No when I dump the uzi, it's a zombie movie
It's gon be a lot of dead bodies
When I dump the uzi it's a zombie movie
It's gon be a lot of dead by Day
Calm that sh** down!