URLtv - Danny Myers vs. Jerry Wess lyrics

{round 1: danny myers} I stand over you while you sleepin’, i'll pull the flame to kill em They got a bag over jerry (jheri) head, and he still ‘bout to stain the pillow Peel em, fo’ five or blade, which one’ll hurt em worse? Smack said i get paid on halloween...i just had to get a 30 first (31st) Dirty work, gettin' to choppin em up,' 'til his limbs smell Blade across his stomach, takin' out his entrails Tie a rope to his kid then bucket, but if- I allow myself to sink that low how could it end well? I'm on the screen ruthless, i'm the michael meyers theme music Ya face is distorted, that last line had a ring to it Wait well, screen, i can put that in a better phrasе If y'all didn't catch that on tape, he gone die in 7 days Wеapon raised, to reach for yo' gun, you'd be a man of error b*tch, i got a leg up with this chopper like planet terror I'm in a tan carerra, lookin' for his drive way to pull into I'm joe montana, jerry's the ni**a to throw the bullet to Look at you, ya bars cool, but not so specific ni**as can see the pressure after these punches like drago's equipment Lock on a ni**a, sh*t get dark over a light discrepancy We gone 2 percent tint a ni**as life expectancy Precise with weaponry Slice a seaseme seed with the knife that's next to me This is tyson's pedigree, hit harder than most of you dreamers We’ll shoot one of yo' ni**as hopin’ you seen us I’m from a hood where young ni**as approach you with ninas And hoes mastered the blade like ghost of tsushima I got no fear to hide I’ll stuff my fellow rapper in a casket, there’s a double meaning when i say peer inside Hear em cry, where’s lux?, how he get this battle? sheer luck Now i’m revising my vision cause everybody in my tier ducked (tear duct) It’s clear cut, i’m firin’ led Ask mike pence, even when ni**as running something fly in they head You drove all them fancy cars?, frontin’ like them block was movin’ I’ve concluded you don’t own a rolls, you the phantom of the opportunist Your facade is ruined, i don’t know what smack promised you Don’t book me unless you want the kid dead, i’m the babadook Llama shoot, til you on the ground with this sh*t This wack mc got another 2 rounds of this sh*t, yikes Jerry wess round 2: “ni**a you gone see three of me, and you better hit the right one”, man sometimes this ni**a does too much If john john hit me thinking i was you, i would’ve fu*ked you up You not strong like the writers, you takin’ more than a more than a chance with us That was literally performance enhancements drugz bargod When the beef on, it’s more than a millimeter fired It’s real when the address of my enemy acquired I’ll chop ya daughter to pieces, the penalty is higher I’ll put ya doll in a box that says assembly required It’s more killers we can hire, i got a collector with a leatherface that’ll let the cleaver hit her Or have old folks pay the visit, it’ll be the sweetest picture I got a spanish orphan we can send her Now he wanna reconsider the puerto rican sitter I will horror feature film ya, you think the grudge equal? You not a prodigy you tryna be my son sequel You may be conjuring thoughts but nun evil Even with the similes you mimic me, and it bug people You bootleg ave, fake nitty, why would you wanna see em win? Y’all might not get it, let me put the puzzle pieces in He’s a typical puncher, that added gimmicks, he got his subtleties from them It makes sense you a scammer, you gettin’ credit off of other peoples pens (pin) You left we go hard joined, efb, they was praisin’ how you rhymin’ They army couldn’t help their brother like saving private ryan? I got a blade that i can slide in, look jerry i’m nice with this It’s funny how you the scammer, but i’m the one swipin’ sh*t The knife’ll twist, i ain’t tryna hear this weirdo rap I cut close with the blade, i’m talkin’ zero gap Here go facts, scammers and covid made it hard for us to get figures So if you ain’t get yo’ edd, it was this ni**a I'm tomb seekin', sniper rifle, these the ni**as y'all assume demons The irony, i can hit em from a mile away while he on a zoom meetin' Broom sweepin', knock his head off with half the effort b*tch i'm the california king, it ain't a mattress measure I can snap ya neck or...kill em in his house when i clap the heckler His whole family cried at the same time, again he got the reaction record Grab the desert, with interchangeable barrel sizes What the efb stand for? that’s when i paralyze em I terrorize em, and he on the ground with this sh*t This wack mc got a whole ‘nother round of this, yikes Jerry wess round 3: Mr. scam artist, i know right now we doin’ this rapper sh*t But after this, i need you to put me on that “child actor” lick Imagine this, i got 10 kids, each one is 20 racks to split You ain’t gotta rent no more exotics, you can buy a real bentley fast as sh*t You get no pass for this, this ni**a is over cunning So when i ask him to give me my credit, it’s cause he stole it from me Peep the opponent that he’s facin’ You create timeless moments, my bars are timelsss from the moment of creation When it's beef, i'm philly cut, i put the sub on the map Will he duck?, silly fu*k, it's a gun in my lap The mili tucked, you really tough? b*tch i'm done with the raps I'm willy hutch, i'm the one that put the drums on the mac (mack) Where brooklyn at?, i got this gun from el badio He’ll grab his heart like the 5 finger move that killed bill on the patio You in cali ho, where the first fiend ever used a pipe When it wasn’t a murder over rock (murda roc)...it was a super fight We was movin’ white before the instagrams and myspaces Mixtape era, the carter made the squad famous Peep credentials, before new jack city it was felix mitchell Even if you-balled in atlanta ni**a we convinced you Squeeze the pistol, ain’t no rebu*tal from the sound of it fu*k scamming, you better make sure the counter fit (counterfeit) When it comes to battle rappers, these new ni**as are all promise Most of em fade away, and some'll reign (summer rain) like carl thomas But if y’all honest, props is what we never brung In this rap culture my skill set is next to none ni**as act like they on gangsta sh*t ‘til they step in some I knew a bail (bell) was out of the question once the weapon rung Death’ll come, i’m in the hood tryna process info All my ni**as are broke and blind like project windows In yo’ 3rd round vs glueazy, you was beggin’ for names, that’s not a veterans lane They keep giving me ni**as like you and i never complained When beasley tell me it’s met with disdain But i still green light these ni**as like a mexican gang I’m politicking, we in the middle of election, these thoughts are very flattering I’ll carve into sections, i call it gerrymandering Very scandalous, jerry did what he could best Vol 6 and 7 they said ars and suge next And even though you already on the ground with this sh*t Thank the lord he don’t another round of this sh*t , yikes