Daylyt vs Shotty Horroh

[Round 1: Shotty Horroh] They said Jerse won’t like me There’s too much of a stretch in the slang They’re gonna need Tsu Surf’s subtitles or lengthen the match Just so heads can adapt This was meant to be JC and Daylyt But J said he’d retract ‘cos his schedule is packed But I would battle Arsonal, Pat Stay, Ness Lee And Ness over Math I’m not asking you to like me, I’m expecting a chance To earn respect as a man And a backing cos now I battle for bigger cheques and in cash I ain’t JC and no, I’m no less of a match You’re gonna wish JC kept to his word and UW met his demands Cos to get here, I had to face the bossman And I made him bring the best in his class So I hope you brought your wrestling match And every single weapon you have Listen, Day. Shoot at me and I’ll move at a quicker pace and slip away so the bullet ricochets and hits your face Tissue scraped. Give your mouth that 50 shape ‘Fore your teeth chip and break What I’m saying is if you leave that bulletin It’ll follow back regardless of a Twitter page You try to be different, but in a different way. So he inks his face to get views equivalent to Drizzy Drake That YMCMB ‘em like Lil Wayne I said that’s YMCMB ‘em like Lil Wayne You think that’ll scare me? Big mistake I'm not someone you can intimidate I’m about to break Daylyt down into little rays Day won’t get through me like a window pane and a lick of paint You think he’s real You will see a round posing like a picture frame Every round rhyming, is a round lying like Simba’s mane He got murdered by Skeleton, bodied by Interstate Now me means you got killed by three whites like he O.D When we give him yay and he didn’t pay I seen him on King of the Dot, although we never met before I’m thinking, “who’s he man?” oh, he’s the one that Skelly tore Keep acting like a Power Ranger And keep that mask on that head of yours It won’t be enough, you need to bring your whole team together like Megazord You’re just a novelty act. Someone to laugh at He’s jumping around in some Enter the Dragon steez In his blog showing his nasty feet Dressed in those Karate gees' acting Japanese Well he's either a genie, Oriental Let's see what happens when I put this can to knees He loves comic books but this is classic because the first issue we’ll have needs protection like a plastic sleeve Pullit and get ready for this Magazine He wants to look like a hero that’s why his face has got the ink in Well listen, you Joker, I’m the Bane of your existence You kick down [...] Oh, you have no [...] Two-Face when you say you’re the Kingpin You got green gobblin’ dicks Let’s see what happens when your playing with a villain Well I’ll catch him on a dark night and that large knife will put some Heath Ledger lacerations in his cheek and that’ll dent your pride DNA’s fascination with his teeth I’m fucking you up! I’m fucking you up! The whole club can see Arsonal, he loves comics So why’d you have a comic booked against a Marvell? Well, I’ll let D see this ain’t just his league [Round 1: Daylyt] Alright. I need everybody to put on they thinking caps, everybody Thinking caps. Thinking caps, thinking caps alright Class is in session By a show of hands, who in here comprehend bars? One, two…alright cool By a show of hands who feel like it’s nothing for y’all to think? One, two, three. Cool, alright cool By a show of hands, who in here thirsting for that 2013 date? One? Alright cool Well I brought something for y’all to drink They said we both can punch..nah In a minute made Shotty feel like it was gon be a horror flick As soon as I dig my way in For the niggas that don’t understand bars y’all better go…cool Cos cos you ain’t finna understand shit I’m saying Now pick a low amount of victories That Android said 16-17 maybe But it ain't gotta be a V-E-G to see that I’m clowning a chump You still don’t get what I’m saying, son. Well you about to get found in the trunk. Ka May-I, May I add up the fact that I can sell a fight? They say I’m about to go ape-shit Well I’m a calm that down after his tail get sliced Freeze-up. For the people who feel like I didn’t just say the greatest thing Well if you ever seen Dragon Ball Z that’ll be your favorite scheme We got all night! It’s pay day, but before I got some cents, I got some sense I sensed something was fishy about this nigga He give me that sea smell Last battle, Ars said, you were bragging and boasting Did you want to come aboard again? I said for sure Only if it’s a free sale. Here’s something for y’all to see, world I did this shit for free. Will he nap? Let the peeps tell The last 2 battles I had under eye was bags like I didn’t sleep well Check this out, let me rewind that, y’all wasn’t listening Free, Willy, nap, sleep well He, she, shemale, no misses, doubt fire? Bullets go in your nanny mouth When you see that four, rest in peace; it’s not Bambi house I ain’t gotta say shit like I pull a swammy out I laugh at these rappers I draw MACs Leave your dogs flat, Parappa the Rapper Your girl? I’ll actually slap her Cos everytime I come around her, some shit seem wrong She say ten niggas hit, she a whore, hell She’s like a door-bell; she done had a million ding-dongs You seem strong But you couldn’t handle me shells if it was Team Obama They scream he polish, I scream he God bitch; yous Jesus mama Wait. Peel. Time. Off this performance I should get a Grammy Watch, I can smell victory, 50 cents Welcome to the candy shop Your life is like a sucker: you know, stick up Candy rapper with a sweet round No youse a faggot, a sucker, you take sticks up the ass These candy rappers kinda sweet round No youse a faggot, a sucker, this is a stick up I can these rappers when I sweep round No youse a faggot, a sucker, a nigga who takes sticks up the ass. But these candy rappers never had a sweet round Keep down, keep down. This where the beat-down begins Y’all gotta watch, he losing It’s proven that all suckers get lolly-popped I gotta watch, what I say around these type of clowns They writing down: Tootsie pop Owls Before you can count to three, these niggas bite your round Put the rifle down. Scope on him. Rifle sound Scope on it. I kill a parent b Get on one knee and give his bitch a gold round Will you marry me? I said, apparantly, y’all didn’t know he was a rapist How could you let a child touch him? Please, bro he’s like an Air bud freethrow; youse a pedophile Fuck him, I’ll let him down, like I ain’t hold my end of the bargain Ok bro, with all that dissing You’ll be missing somewhere in the world, with Carmen Sandiego You’ll be a dead man. Ey yo! With that being said, this cat so real No more, win some and you lose some The new slogan is: “To the Batmobile!” [Round 2: Shotty Horroh] So I’m a white guy, from England And back home I’ve never owned a sig Real talk, I’d be a phony prick if I started rhyming about the chrome I grip But that’s back home. You ever heard the saying “when in Rome, do as the Romans did” Well I’m in New Jersey, as soon as I got off the plane I told Arsonal to bring me a loaded fifth just so I could hold the bitch (I did as well, honestly, I didn’t know what to do with it but I did) Cos this is New Jersey, all over the globe this place is known for some loco shit I could kill you right now, fly home, and no-one would even know I did (I could though. I really could. No-one would know. No-one would know. I could get off) I’ll say this part really slow, cos I know you’re slow as shit. I’ll spring into action, jump you and bounce, and no evidence from the po gon’ stick I’m no gangsta. But if I was I wouldn’t be rapping, motherfucker! It’d be everybody dead. Your neighbours and your pets Your family would suffer Philadelphia in one hand. Kansas in the other. What’s that? Two Tech 9’s collabing with eachother! (yeah yeah! we got all night! We got all night! He gon’ get this work!. Big up Jerse yeah.’yeah, yeah’) Other than an accent and race and stupid tat on your face, what makes us any different? All the government are killing all the poor people. It isn’t about the shade of your skin or the nation you live in Google “Manchester”. You’ll see about the gun raising the killings and how people are using grenades on their victims It’s not just the States, the jailing system is major business I’m here representing the ghettos you neglected to say existed There is a difference, cos I have the integrity not to diss your baby kid or any of your relatives you may of laid to rip That’s some shaky shit. I wouldn’t compromise my morals to take a win that’s for you shady kids Cos if I can’t beat you by describing you, it must be my day to quit Cos real talk, Daylyt, you’ve been doing some crazy shit (he has aswell) You fuckin’ grabbed a shotgun, put a camera on, and then got naked..shit I don’t wanna go online and see a heavily armed naked rapper I saw that and wanted to ban Day vids. Call me David Banner Then I saw a blog of him saying he’s gonna slap one of T-Rex’ boys cos he’s getting crazy with the grabbing and its gay and he’s a faggot But hes the one who put out a solo naked male video to mostly male demographic Tryna gain a little of traffic, cos he’s the rapper no-one mentioned And when a thirsty bitch gets no attention, they ends up over-stressing and go and get it by doing a blog holding a loaded weapon to some broken smoke detectors Just tryna gain a little traffic… just tryna gain a little traffic cos he’s the rapper no-one mentioned ..and fucking going against me, You know I’ve got that loaded weapon And listen, I don’t care if I fucked my bars up Cos you got a fucking stupid tat on your face You can get smacked in a way Shown up dressing like philistine I’ll fucking light up this square like Billy Jean I mean, some said I wasn’t gonna show up But that’s what the talk was about Cos I’ll show up to the showdown to show off When the show’s on for all of the crowd Fuck it, time, round 2. Fuck it [Round 2: Daylyt] Mook. Rex. Dan. We about to go Diamond when you add the Roc with Shine They added me into the mob cos they notice my grind Now I’m a lowercase “I” just a Dot with lines You feeling a little optimistic. Prime example, you still a truck on E gas That’s why I don’t feel these niggas You’ll get split in half, god. Thinking that you back undefeated I’ma kill these niggas. I’m half-God. I’m Achilles niggas I don’t feel these niggas when the war’s in. force in, leg-shot Kill a kid if it hit a boy shin. Skateboarders who want to Yo, I said. Skateboarders who want. Two. Will get rib stick I’ll give you a leg-around. Skip-it I’m two steps ahead with lines, drunk driving test, I’m hard How can Black fry Day when my lines the best by far You must done lost your marbles, saying I’m not a hard floor I show no sympathy, this is a big titty victory, something we can brawl for You better go Home, ‘less you wanna be a bum in a box- card-board And you know I got the fours: Star Wars I bucket neck-head. My guns ain’t got no clothes on I blow domes out of space E.T I pack the fo’, holmes This for my holmes. I’m a beast. Gotta watch Off my presence, it’s a wrap, feliz Navidas, Dot! This is telekinesis fellas, realize it How many times I gotta show a nigga I’m an animal, feel my wrath. Stop acting like you don’t know a nigga If my foes scandal, the fo scandal, scope on it. The fo scanned all when I explode Cans though, it’s exploding candles Get tore in half, like the rest of your show was cancelled After, I rest him, I show cans so, any nigga feel like they free. I’ll emancipate him You feel you it. I’ll kill a clown. You’ll get a round like transportation Patience, look how I spit tools. He’ll be a patient In a hospital. I’m pasting. How I spit too is just so Amazing Grace nigga It ain’t about race, nigga. It’s about a race If we race then I’ll erase niggas You just the middle of my body-bag. Trash. Another waste nigga Dead, get your head, astro-naughts. You’ll be an outer-space nigga Laid out flat. Y’all see how I’m hurting these chumps Chrome slugs, bone-thugs. You wouldn’t Wake Up Wake Up if it was the first of the month You gon’ need lady love for these rapping divas Cos these niggas flow suck- they vacuum cleaners Bring vaccinations- cos Dog’s type sick And y’all my victims, Mike Vick ain’t got nothing to do with this You not familiar with skill? Then I’ll show you who it is, it’s me Every year I get a contract to break apartment. They always wanna lease a G To put me in front of a tall nigga to dance. I’ll treat em like France I’m leaning towers who want a Pisa me You capisci me? Come take a piece with me The piece with me. You either give me a break. Give me a break, we break off a piece of niggas head when we Kit Kats Big rats play Chuck-E-Cheese. That just mean I got killer toys smiling They like the violence. You sleeping on me, that’s bonkers. Crocodile Hunter ain’t seen this type of wildin You’ll be a dead man. Eyy Yo! With that being said, this cat’s so real Y’all know the slogan- one, one, one, two, three… TO THE BATMOBILE! [Round 3: Shotty horroh] So I didn’t write a fucking third verse…I’m lying I wrote a fucking third verse (Shotty puts on a balaclava) Machete cuts, sever stuff Leave you nothing but flesh and blood like my second cuz Now we’re both wearing a mask to protect the mug, in case the detective look But I can tell you ain’t killer. Real military never forget the gloves (Shotty puts on black gloves) Real killer never forget the gloves. Oh, you’re militia Well you can catch a rebel [?] that’ll level huts and leave you dead in mud next to head and gut Leg and foot. 21 gun salute. Weapons up Body looking sloppy in the coffin so they kept it shut You ain't a soldier, when I’m around keep your medal tucked, I’ll get it took Medics rush. Body infected with septic pus. That’s dead enough But 20 trucks infiltrate the place while your resting up just to cut the extension plug, connect it up To what it is, I gave you that last breath you took Cos this is- Guerrilla war. Mission to kill em ‘all! Bullets’ll be flying from the window to the wall Two teams flanking him. Pistols in the paws C4 backpacks sticking to the doors SAY IT AGAIN? SHALL I SAY IT AGAIN? SHALL I SAY THAT SHIT AGAIN? Cos this is- Guerrilla war. Mission to kill em ‘all! Bullets’ll be flying from the window to the wall Two teams flanking him. Pistols in the paws C4 explosive packs sticking to the door You can die as a soldier, finish as a corpse If you’re living you’ll be hearing “mission is abort” Fuck this mask! (Shotty takes off the mask) These gloves (Shotty takes off the gloves and puts his hand on Daylyt's shoulder), and all the fucking faggoty gay whispering aside! I want them to know I killed you Daylyt, so I’m leaving these fingerprints behind Before Dot Mob, nobody gave a fuck about your battle bars You had to join because you had an average start and apparently gaining your own fans is hard So think before you do a blog tryna embarrass them talking about grabbing ass Cos without that T-Rex behind you you wouldn’t be moving anywhere like that fucking T Rex in Jurassic Park Fucking… Those tats and scars don’t detract from the fact of how whack you are You can fucking go to your bedroom and do a fucking dress in Mr Miyagi’s garms and pretend your in a Mr Miyagi spar It won’t be enough. You can shake your head but you look like a faggot, rah Listen, I’m a spiteful bastard I don’t give a fuck if Daylyt shows up looking like Michael Jackson Yeah, I’m British (Time) No, not time. I’m British I came to rap. I came to rap. I want everyone at the back, the sides, and the front witness You’ll see a white winter day like a good Christmas But lets go back to JC, cos you stay talking. J didn’t want to get overcrossing with lines, so that’s jaywalking That’s fine for him cos he get paid for it. It’s a fine for you because you have to pay for it Cos there’s nothing on my mind over the raining on Day, I’m brainstorming! I mean, yeah, I’m British. I thought you’d have some more intricate shit to spit Like I’m not saying Day’s light or Day dreaming if he thinks that it’s a win I brought some more intricate shit for him because its difficult when you’re from England and its tricky fitting in For instance, I don’t do drive-bys, I take my knife, stick him in the whip Then hang him out the window when I’m doing 60 on the strip just to make him whistle in the wind [Round 3: Daylyt] There’s a lot of niggas in the crowd with their face like … damn, we ain’t know he spit That’s cool, I’m cool. I tell em I’m just getting big, well I’m Moby Dick. Now I got some English ass to kick I’ll be euro stepping on some Ginobli shit Soon as they coin toss me, It was Frosty the Snowman - these three rounds finna be cold as shit Shit. what you thought I wasn’t gon raw on this main stage? You lyin' homie Them three angles was nice…keep tryin’ homie You wouldn’t be at my peak if you was spying on me That bullshit, they buying phony Look how Kwik-E-Mart, I boo niggas You didn’t know I sneeze on Africans? Atchoo niggas! I shoot niggas with MKs, forearms. You copy? I’m Goro. If I let the 8 off You will not see tomorrow. First option is: I went a whole lot of tops Quit it, Y’all dolphins Second option is: stomach shot. You can get your rib hit like a frog talking Coffins lying bruck. Beef scarred. Will we be hard, no VR but you seem troopers We attack with shells. Kill me? Cool, all my kids coming back with shells I’m King Koopa I said, these new buts think battling me was the wisest suggestion I will tap a chin like I’m asking a Chinese a question I said, they question my status, that is weird You don’t see I’m thugging out this stratosphere Fear me, lad I’m a street boy This battle like a kiloid; I’ll make sure you hear the bag See where I grew up, for colouring they book niggas That’s just a day on in Watts, you know, for niggas who feel they cray, on in a box you go You’ll get found in a lake or stretch. Remember men, your power meter getting low, Shotty Just one more punch and it’s game over I’ll put Shotty in a box like a new shotgun. FINISH HIM! Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Y’all about to see black buried, damn I’m bold What I write right down, X a square. Damn, I’m cold Your life fairytale, Captain Hook, Peter Pan These big head kids think they fly. Til they get Capped in hooks like Peter Pan Nine of your boys got big head? I will cap ten hooks like Peter Pan Take of your hat, before I give your cap ten hooks like Peter Pan You a Family Guy, say you a Captain? Who? them Peter pants Hold your bladder, before you get capped and hooked and pee your pants You’ll get your Captain hooked like Peter Pan He can’t take the loss, he’ll get capped and hooked like Peter Pan Now I’m off to the woods, My camp tent hooked like Peter Pan I wish a nigga would come to my camp tent, he’ll get hooked like Peter Pan Coming for when your niggas would roll up, but I cap tints, who? I’m Peter Pan Don’t block, cos when shield lift up, they wood, so you can still get caps and hooks. I’m Peter Pan Now, you see where we’ve gone. We’ve gone, leave your wig on, I wig on niggas like a transvestite Someone put a wig on this nigga, he look like a transvestite Rex, remember that mack in the back of the Ac? Well, my act was acting right, so I sit in my Ac and write Like acc you right, I’m too accurate Ask a nigga. I'll axe a nigga, no accident. But My axe'll dent a nigga, and then I ask for dinner nigga, then these niggas brought me breakfast like I asked for denny's, nigga I said, Rex, remember that mack in the back of the Ac? Well, my act ain’t acting right, so I sit in my Ac and write Like acc you right, I’m too accurate Ask a nigga. I'll axe a nigga, no accident But My axe'll dent a nigga, and then I ask for Denny’s nigga, then these niggas brought me Denny's, nigga. Then these niggas got stripes like a bean bag But I’ll be the bigger person, you crying for the win? You can have it, T See how I got these niggas feelings hurting. Who feel as if I’m hurting them? Like when did I lose, no? I really got the win, did I lose? No I’m stretched out, long winded, am I loose? No We different breeds, He thought the window was loose. No I win dough and lose like the window was lose. No A whole lot of Sesame Street niggas. What’s today? Monday No, I got the burner so it’s tools-day I start airing, it’s winds-day I bring the goons. It’s hundred and thurs-day You just got cooked, it's Friday Bullets putting your girl on her ass, it’s sat-her-day He thought he was gonna son, day Man, you gotta stop handing me these weak niggas Now, with that being said, this cat’s so real Y’all know, you win some and you.. no, not that one Y’all know the slogan, this, No You win some, and you lose some Y’all know the slogan- to the… no You win some and you lose some, but you live to- Y’all know the slogan, you ready: to the, no! Y’all know the slogan, you win some and you lose some: To the Batmobile!