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Danny Myers vs. KG The Poet - King of the Dot (Ft. Danny Myers & KG The Poet)
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Danny Myers vs. KG The Poet - King of the Dot (Ft. Danny Myers & KG The Poet)
[Round 1: Danny Myers]
Yo, they got Danny versus Kevin, well I'm 'bout to put you under here
If you call me a bitch this [?] in yo' head like Kevin off The Wonder Years
I don't care if you got somethin' over yo' chest, I'ma still let them sparks nail ya
Your vest will (vessel) be clogged once these pumps give out, that's heart failure
I'm top tier, but they hoped I'd stay PG
Look up "Killer" in the dictionary, you may see me
I knew this would be a Cold War so after I spy
I'm rushin' (Russian) to where ever KG be (KGB)
If my niggas catch you in the passenger seat and it's war, they'll do it
They'll rush the faggot in the shotgun like Kordell Stewart
This a prepared vengeance, I was born with a rare sickness
I'll shoot you in the woods when no one's around, bear witness
I grind, stretch or grind, the TEC or .9
I never slip my gun reminds me of "wet floor" sign
Let this nigga talk that shit, I'ma weaponize my mic
Stretch him out with a lazy left and exercise my rights
I jeopardize my life, this goes far beyond the crack pack
What you know about living in New York City with $200 and a backpack
Gettin' off at the Greyhound, lookin' at people you never met before
Sleepin' on trains, wakin' up in places you never slept before
I'll open him up with a pump, be a nigga [?] for
Or spit a couple metaphors in front of the Virgin mega store
Now watch me take five racks from this nerd palm
I feel like Wesley Snipes after Woody Harrelson missed that third dunk
You propose to bitches to get pussy, that's not a pimp side man
That's called "trickin'" and I thought that shit been died man
To get the box, you give 'em rings you got from the jewelry store, them Zales (Denzel's) the only reason you Inside Man
I fuck yo' dumb ass mama and yo' sister, I usually get the brighter types
At first I didn't feel them two hoes (holes) like spider bites
I'll smash your face into the pavement if we beef in the flesh
The imprint will look like I did it when the cement was wet
I got a rifle and a tripod, those shots are enormous
But I could take the legs off and still shoot like Oscar Pistorius
Shots fly out
You'll bleed on my Rolex meaning you'll die on my watch like I didn't keep an eye out
I know you joined a gang, that's not why you catchin' flack guy
It's cause you did some other crazy shit, that's why
The leader said, "You can get jumped in or sexed in", later on you came back home without a black eye
That Mag fly, like Goldie at the Player's Ball
My instincts spoke to me and told me not to play wit' y'all
Okay, you better give me every dime you owe K
You moved to Phoenix cause you wasn't fit for The Glove like O.J
Battle rap don't have an open door for you, Heaven does
I'll put that .40 to (42) everyone Kevin Love
These is bars nigga and you on the ground with this shit
This wack MC got another two rounds of this shit
Yikes!
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