Daylyt vs. Aye Verb

[Round 1: Aye Verb] I ain’t gon sit here and front like I don’t fuck with Day Like he ain’t one of the best rappers in this game, nah bro But my nigga… saying you gon fuck Puffy Dressing up like weird characters and shit Yo fuck shit overshadows your talent, that’s the prob though Not saying you don’t have the ability to beat me out here But it’s gon be hard bro Cuz they don’t fuck with you goofy ass niggas out here Not in Chicago! When you battled Charlie you did some cold shit Had a nigga like “wooow! He killin it” See you made it a hot round, I’ma make it a hot style, I’m stealin it If I show up, you dead nigga; I am the reaper In every hood I got stripes on the side nigga; I am Adidas We all even, he don’t want that fade though; you are Caesar Send hot rounds to your door nigga; who ordered pizza? I smoke anything any time nigga; I am a geeker I know you get high, you probably fuck with a little boy Nigga you are a preacher You’re watching a Wizard in the game nigga; I am Ariza My bitch don’t talk and set it off; I am Latifah You own it? So? I get on that shit with you nigga; you want a feature? You better shake and swallow that tongue bitch; go have a seizure I make sure you get wet first bitch; I am a pleaser Rob me? You ain’t leaving with none of my shit, bitch; I have a pre-nup Aye Verb versus Daylyt see what the fuck it’s about? I took your shit and made it my mine, fuck what you talking about [Round 1: Daylyt] Verb, you are battling the nigga with a perfect mental tracklist They ask this how does he practice and no recite, but we know he write That’s called hunger, let em sleep, slumber I still do my lines with numbers in the middle, which is a fraction The fact is I’m the one you can’t match with When the match stick it can only strike and go to Lyt Hold em, hold em tight that’s cuz Lyt the GOAT Goat pole totem is gon ignite And it’s no way to diffuse this is slow to fright We was on a few lists to show the whites, even the FUSE list So when the fuse lit, the show was tight like I pose frozen for the look, the nigga with the coldest sight Notice I seen them shady blood suckers who tried to IV us But I see it, the idea was IKEA, they had us in that showroom hype Oh yes pourin Moet for the poets making they show bets It was so exciting Get a glimpse though, I be damned if I be the pimp ho They brought in foes with no info to show who right Inside a house full of big niggas, I was the stick figure fit Picked for the big picture who would show his height Oh did I glance at the mansion I’m demanding shit like I’m the man Like yo this light, like yo this Lyt I brushed my shoulders like it’s nothing If skill is a gene well my pants is the enhancement, I’m dancing I had the whole world screaming go go Lyt Should I show boat? Oh no, this is no joke sike Damn he spit, I gotta show bro right Slow mo’ so I run thru these promo bums So yo’ da hobo type, I lined up every round perfectly, yoyo like And they try to take away my win doe to Joe vote aight I scream Yolo like it was fun making them niggas bounce Every ounce of that was the Pogo, sike But see I plan the shit, nobody hand me shit I show my companionship for that show compensation I swept through the show competition, listen shit I showed the nice side of me But that pride in me divided me to the main stage Live to see if I’m the blower type Total Slaughter, I blew it nigga! SO WHAT?! I say fuck they applause, Spawn fit to my drawers To show y’all they can’t control the Lyt Industry like “look how he behaving” They don’t realize I get paid for that point shaving Raven gave me 20 grand just to blow the fight So while you lookin at me like “yeah you do stupid shit” And you make low dollars Nigga I make more then ya whole child support paying [Round 2: Aye Verb] Nigga you rap like a nigga that’s dying to come out the closet I rap like the yard bully I specialize in dissecting these rappers, so fuck it lets get to card pulling Nigga you probably told Dizaster to swing on Math, stop playing nigga But in New York, Math was hot and you wanted out of that kitchen I’m just saying nigga, when the nigga is yo man he could be dead wrong Once you tell em he dead wrong if he’s still standing on it As his man, you supposed to stand with em But fuck punchlines, I holla’d at a nigga from Grape, he was mad as fuck Told me this Daylyt character, embarrassing, they done had enough Where you from and the way that you act, that shit ain’t adding up You make that purple look real soft nigga, Lavender! Daylyt is a disease, a parasite, he’s hazardous God I gotta wake y’all up, it’s like y’all Lazarus Two birds, silencers on em, that’s a pair of doves One talk, the other repeat it, just like a Parrot does Saint Louis nigga for real, I ain’t scary cuz I be at every one of your events clappin But not like how a good parent does Should I “Showtime” this nigga? 2 minute rounds they ain’t book me for a long time Fuck a preview, let’s let that beef brew, in 3D too (So it’s Showtime!) I ride up, hop up outta the whip, catch the fade nigga He ain’t saying nothing throwing up signs, this ain’t charades nigga Cops come, “that St. Louis nigga, he had a gauge with em” Get locked, be out in a day, I’m like Blade nigga Blade the Vampire was out in the day, okay c’mon crowd This Blade’ll be out in-to Day, okay y’all woke now?! I’m riding thru his Robin Hood in red with that firewood Kick in his door he hiding, I’m like “come up out that closet” Like Chris from Unbias should Aye Verb vers’ Daylyt, see what the fuss is about? You say my name, they send that bread, I come put blood in that mouth [Round 2: Daylyt] Biggest battle of my career right? Total Slaughter, I took a boo boo, so what? I had everybody on that main stage like “did he shit?” Yo yo Mike, now I get to the stage you hear that Diddy shit? They saying you homo Lyt Oh no, though Bro gon show yo might That spotlight I’m demanding, I’m just standing as Bruce Lee son It’s just branding for my logo like I know how to stay in the game, these niggas be getting subbed togos like I continue to punch nuts, low blow like Fucks try but wouldn’t dust I with a Van Damme and Bolo fight The guns I cop robo like fo’ blow give you eight golden rounds And it’s not Rolo bites You will be flat, low pro like I told you I’m nice 'round here, nigga the ‘fro grow right Off top I’m buggin, you know it’s lice Know that this pro is Otis it’s so decise Shoulders height, it’s not reachable unless you reaching boo Each of you gonna know this life This a fo sho go, yo flow I double lord, I got/god to/two win I’ma show Sho’ who nice For those who thinking I’m a clown, cool Let me lay down these ground rules This is something I call flow advice Wait, hold it, the poll not even leaving the totem spiked And ya fans? They look at ya battles and say “All aboard!” And it’s not a boat in sight I’m barely heating up and they saying “chill” I guess when I get hot I’m gon get cold as ice Yo despite the fact you betting you better than me You better be tolerant to the hot shit Verb Cuz if you can’t hold the spice it could get hard for him A sharp fight in this old star wars you know the Yoda sight Yo the soda type, so be Slice, so be below the hype Who’s bad? Nigga better beat it before I throw ya mic They like how does he complete such rhymes? Sigh, hold up, told em the quote of life Verb you remember that BOLA night Choke is slight, felt constricted, bow a bite What you surprised? Better revise, this animal ready for the ride You know, the Noah flight, better know em right Plus I’ma lie where the cobra strikes Ride whether the devote despite dolomite For the cheddar give doe to Lyt Told 'em I get in gear when it's clutch time, the flow motorbike You smell me? It’s cuz I’m the odor type We sock heads, leave homie like What’s up with all that extra lip? It ain’t Obie Trice [Round 3: Aye Verb] In the book of battle rap it reads “In the presence of other straight men Thou shall not remove thou clothes And yee shall not disrespect this culture with bafoonery” We don’t need that, no See my problem with you Quill is, how you got in the game is You cheated, I didn’t need that code Hot bars kept me here, Verb, he’s that stove Y’all threw the hunter vers’ the hunted, I didn’t need that bow Take the word “READ” and spin it backwards, he’s that role DEER/DEAR, all you Quill fans that think that he’s that cold Watch how I catch this body, nah fuck his body, his body I can’t gain from Turn Shang Tsung nigga I need that soul I seen this before You one of them niggas that’ll get locked And try to go in brave with that broad look Til they break your shoulder blades, give you that broad look Quill will be getting that colon caved You ain’t one of us mafucka, cuz you go on stage and go behave For the same motherfuckers that sold the slaves You battle in them white leagues for less pay Get on stage and snap Then come to yo own people And do gimmicks and preserved out raps See this shit stops today, we must face the fact that Daylyt’s savings is setting us back On top of that you a house nigga, clearly, I’m certain If we was both picking cotton, I’d bend down cuz my back hurting You the type a nigga that’ll wave his pick and be like “Boss he ain’t workin!” See I work hard for my people, I was raised to be a real nigga Quill how it feel being in the field with a real life field nigga? Fam it don’t bother you that 10 years now on cam Yo son gon see his daddy saying he will fuck another man? Put yourself in his shoes nigga? It’s gon fuck with him Cuz in his mind his daddy was a gangsta, some tough nigga Don’t worry, Uncle Verb got em, I’ma hop in the truck with em Hand em a strap and a dirty magazines and tell em “Lil boy yo daddy was a fuck nigga” Aye Verb vers’ Daylyt, see what the fuss is about? Y’all say my name, they send that bread, I come put blood in they mouth [Round 3: Daylyt] 3rd round, what’s the cost nigga? You just sit up here and said You would put my son in the truck and give em the .38 Just another lost nigga Soon as they gave Verb his price for us to box in the spot I spotted a box for you, the word is dice Word Verb, verbally you heard I’m nice Don’t come around beef if you ain’t the burger type Picture this, this where the picture switch Inverted sight, deserted height, everything hot land, Verb the verdict bite Snappin, I’m too ahead with this rapping captain that double turban life But think Chinese how we line up that box, you heard of Kites In hurr they dykes, bitch niggas say Day be cool, they be cool They baby food, softer than Gerber bites Vice versa, Ice, I’m here to body, hearse em twice You see the sign perfect, the signature crazy baby, the cursive nice Ain’t that right? But I be crazy I work precise I’m who they ship sell prevail the merchandise A rack is my murking price, purpose, you get ya ass kicked But I put on the classics Who get the lil G’s? Us it’s not the birth of Christ That’s for certain, every person know it’s nothing personal You insert me in that ring, my power hour devour everything That’s a Kirby sight, Verby you heard me your verses light versus Lyt Talent versus might, this is when you lose, wait I got a herbalife I body through that split decision, surgic like Urgent black urban like, give no fuck, I’m the virgin type My mind fine, fine line I rewind time, this the Prince Of Persia knife Watch what you say nigga, call me a crab, word it right You’ll hear a back shell for the rest of ya life, live a Hermit life You the boss? I’m Bison I’m Tyson, I’m riding on this pre driver Ride and get permit sliced Make sure everything straight here if ya perm it right Kill you and stay right at the murder sight Minding my business sippin my tea ya see this is Kermit like Nigga I been selling dope since the beeper days Before some of you bitch niggas had a phone Before B Magic was with the blue side we was trying to put blue magic on What you know about being in St. Louis with all type of rocks? Big Gerald like “yeah son leave that alone” I had a crack rock so big…. Yung Ill tried to drag it home