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bayou battle league - ha double vs. danny myers lyrics

[round 1: danny myers]
i came here to test this man’s ability
i shoot yo’ b-tch wit’ a tranquilizer, she can sleep in tranquility
bar god!
go get that n-gga happ, it’s gone be plen-
it’s gone be plenty of trouble
oh y’all ain’t catch that? i stumbled into a bar and said “gimme a double”!
the semi’ll buck you, they wanna hear lyrics a?
i had to give a new orleans n-gga ‘exhibit a’
we from the same pg cl-ss, i went on to do big things
i ain’t seen double impact since van damme with the split screen
inf’ beam, and a chopper, knock a wall out this b-tch
bullets size of gator t–th, you gone have to crawl out this b-tch
scope on his knee, i usually hit the head or face
how ironic, he’s goin’ to heaven, if i get in him in a better place
my resume, legendary, my ink in ya face
you from new orleans…you see (sea) levels capable of sinkin’ ya state
you freakin’ disgrace, yo’ career shoulda matched me
it’s o’fficial, if he stayed consistent you woulda p-ssed me
i desire to pull up in that hemi and clap heat
you 1-3 on url, i’m just givin’ you the stats g (statz g)
last week, you was supposed to see duce, what a failed ploy
but instead, i had to body red like h-llboy
silencer, bag on it, won’t be no sh-ll noise
you won’t be a son of the future like elroy
elbow him, i’m with the fade, and i stick to these weapons
i’ll put the nose on his tissue, let’s get to these blessings
y’all got him over i? he can spit with the best man?
f-ck it, i got the m over the eye like bishop in x-men!
get hooked to cables, the sound of the grimm reaper’s bells nearing
you can’t escape these bars, that’s the sh-t n-ggas bail hearing
i’ll torture this n-gga, his whole body cut up
even if double heal l!cks (double helix) gone have his dna f-cked up!
you rap about religious angles and politics, i peeped it
double is known for giving us substance…until he leaks it
on some g sh-t, you on the ground with this sh-t
this wack mc got another 2 rounds of this sh-t
yikes!

[round 2: danny myers]
all that gutter sh-t you talk about, i come from it
keep talkin’ ’bout geechi in that tree until you hung from it
kkk, don’t play b-tch
he think he can outrun these bullets until they race it (racist)
these n-ggas can’t f-ck wit’ my stamina
you said, “double exposure”? that’s why i light these n-ggas up on the camera
i’m too cold!
you can’t mess wit’ me lyrically
and then he just said “g depp”, that’s why you gettin’ this ‘special delivery’
you sayin’ i got a god complex?
nah my n-gga, when you see how simple you can die, you’ll realize god complex
whether you have a short spree or reign, live or die, free or chains
how free is our will if our path is already preordained?
but i see your pain, how unfortunate though
your trail led you to me despite all the forks in the road
look who your comp is (comp-ss), you lost n-gga, the sh-t that i’m flowin’
has direction, i’ll map it out for you, you get where i’m goin’?
you nice, but ya punches have trouble landin’
this only benefits one of us based on double standards
we was on bet, we both lost, i couldn’t hold a grudge
we both f-cked up with sno, that’s why i rap like i owe the plug
we got older thug, you been plottin’ to harm me
bullets perform on the double like they just got in the army
your block shoulda warned him, these bars my favorite p-ssion
soon as they mentioned happ pen i made it happen
blaze and clap him, then expect another shootin’
paralyzed from the waist down, now rep the southern movement
b-tch i’m f-ckin’ ruthless, this pen (pin) is what i’m figured for (four)
i black on the sh-t he brew (hebrew) now should i give em more (moor)?
2013 you was cl-ss ready, my flow is past heavy
you were the one to provide hope for your city like the last levy
o’ffciial faced gender bias, double m got tendonitis
gutta got a truck to load, and scotty wears a f-ckin’ robe
i watched this sucka fold, every big game this n-gga tucked and rolled
when h.a. see (c) k it’s gone be somethin’ cold (code)
the gun explode, these pictures are gritty that i pain’t
you don’t believe in the god, but you from the city of the saints?
villain life, they help you when you down and out
you got all that drive in yo’ circle and this what yo’ round about?
get pounded out, the clip fry you, i don’t write sh-t like you
i didn’t have to back out on this league for all this sh-t to skip by you (bayou)
i lift rifles, get hype and you’ll get stifled
to understand this man you gotta read 6 bibles
i’m on my fifth t-tle, and you on the ground with this sh-t
this wack mc got a whole ‘nother round of this sh-t
yikes

[round 3: danny myers]
we lived in the hood our whole life, i can’t believe this sh-t
we see battery (c battery) everyday and still don’t got the energy to leave this b-tch
our mind state is “fire spark him”
if we ain’t from the hierarchy that hires archie, we’ll die a car thief
myers barkin’, you can tell how my past molded
i done left heads buried, i’m one of the last olmecs
get har-ssed with pistols, all day with a few concussions
you gone get a 30 an hour like you do construction
buck fifty, the blade been in my hand
he thought he saw two smiths, nope, it’s just this gem and i, man (gemini man)
you stood in front of a couple of monsters
but never a man who only finds one meaning in double entendres
f-ck with my mantra, what the f-ck you write for?
i escaped eight asylums, now i’m workin’ on my 9th ward
first the gun in double m mouth, i’m tryna slaughter y’all
you next, but if you don’t drink after n-ggas then catch a waterfall
happ, you not hard at all, any sudden move and the torch flamin’
you better walk up slowly on this b-tch like you horse tamin’
but since you don’t know what the rules about, we green light ya murder, then the tools come out
my n-gga p-ss me the burner, i already know it’s dirty like “excuse the house”
punchlines? i could give you a couple of hundred
but j lo whispered to me and said enough with the punches
wait j lo? enough? punches?, that was slight wack
that’s just a metaphor for me saying, “b-tch you better fight back!”
get ya life sn-tched, i spread the message as i change
you actin’ hollywood now just accept it, you a lame
do you believe in a parallel universe?
(i do!)
the leads expected in our brain
my n-gga shot his self to be free…but was resurrected as a chain
can the bar god lose to the man with the blessings?
i guess the n.o. can answer that question
i handle the weapon, and you on the ground with this sh-t
thank the lord he don’t got another round of this sh-t
yikes!

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