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king of the dot - cortez vs. daylyt lyrics

[round 1: cortez]
either the fans gon’ give it up or tell us both we should give it up
it’s two big names on we on the stage to live it up
hit ’em up, tell me you crippin’ cuz, i cripple stuff
hit his gut, drop the tre (tray), spill his lunch
one big round will tighten lids like sippy cups
so you in a rush?
they got me speedin’ so i’m hittin’ the highway
bring an end to the weak (week) it’s only right i should fry day’ (friday)
the mac’s out, tap out, watch how the .9 spray
if this .5 c-ck, y’all think cyclops when i (eye) raise
to blast off, that’s all, i tear his back off
for that salary, playin’ cort’ (play in court), we takin’ caps off
you big b-tch, leavin’ his wig split with the [?]
get every last bit of the .40, yo this the backwash
they said, “for blackout you gotta send ‘lyt (light) away.”
all i did was light the haze, i started writin’ right away
sike, i ain’t write for days
why, even write for day?
of course this is blackout, i’m supposed to take ‘lyt (light) away
so what’s the issue? magazine’s gon’ front page him
it’s takin’ too long to load it’s like i’m upgradin’
they hesitate on cort’ (court), you pump fakin’
light speed, i strike like you touch raiden, i’m done playin’
he eatin’ through a tube, that’s the last straw i’m carvin’ out his features
a rusty blade will take them tac’s off
i’ll turn that ski mask into mac sause
i’m the future, i’m on stage, let’s get it poppin’ wit’ the mask off
i’m fixin’ to brawl, i’m finishin’ all ’em
blood gon’ drip on the floor
i’ll put a crip in a coffin, i let the .6 do the talkin’
don’t y’all get it? one swing’ll bat light (‘lyt) in the sky like commissioner gordon
april 14th? okay, so that’s the set date
it’s crazy how day’ gon’ p-ss by the next day
i’m peelin’ at his ceilin’ i’m tryin’ to see how that lead taste
headcase, {gun shots} pump iron he’s dead weight
runnin’ don’t work out, bullets don’t skip a leg day’
you can’t block my goals, points taken
i ghostwrite it, it’s common sense we coin phrases
it’s head trauma, when i’m leavin’ you boys shakin’
they tryin’ to put the fix on cort’ (court), they point shavin’
the beam gonna scorch, heaters’ll talk
let’s get it shakin’, i’m muhammad ali with the torch
n-gg-, if day’ gon’ lie then day’ gon’ fry
go ahead and do some slime sh-t, i won’t let a day’ go by
that thing go bop, y’all will see day’ go bye
you said you’d suck diddy’s d-ck, i guess day’ go bi
i’m the most underrated, underhanded, i oversaw
but being overlooked creates a pen that’s over all
and don’t worry, i appreciate y’all reachin’ out
but wait ’til round 3 cause there’s some sh-t we gotta speak about

[round 1: daylyt]
first round is the real world
second round is the world’s problems
and third is the solution to the youth i melt
i will no longer rap about my violent times with the .22
so from now on, peace is how i’ma introduce (intro deuce) myself
all them gun lines i used to rap about, no more
no remorse for those that don’t know we moors
i figured the more it showed
the more we watch the maury show the more we get stuck in these n-gg-s morse code
no dissin’, listen, that system impede the more it’s (peter morris) flowed
got us in some type of multi dream will heavy inception
this thing we call “life”, one big battle
told you to be rational and walk through this world with every weapon
cause every birth certificate is significant to the livestock
when the price hop, inflation scares for that nation there
plannin’ to remove who i would face you here
but you ain’t had a mention since ya price drop
you said you ready for the fight, stop
this the white block
you get wild, ‘tez’ll act (tesseract) energetic, you just gon’ end up in a light box
let me talk to you
you know, there was quill before they was sellin’ pens
but that’s none of ya b.i., see (c), the ballpoint to the ink is where they let ’em (letter) in
facts, we put in more work than gelatin
these fellas skin lack the black notes what they melanin
sail boats sellin’ skin on a skeleton from the skeleton prior to evidence
we just sheep bred for the deep web who scared to set fire to president
reagan registered regiments
wreckin’ y’all with the wreckin’ ball when they buy up your residence
tell ’em it’s an interstellar teller, phone wire for the higher who desire our elements
cor’, the past played us, m-ss will castrate us
how can these investors give a f-ck when them guys us sell a bit (celibate)?
this the second time light (‘lyt) tried to change the whole world
the first time they tried it wit’ edison
but i get it, we don’t need apologizes for the etymology
only promise from the amistad boat is to [?]
we done fell in love wit’ the stupid n-gg-s
ain’t no tellin’ what we on, lost what we gotta be
but it’s profound to be found solo dolomite
n-gg-s who overexpose get posed in the photo bright
bro don’t fight
i’m the best that punch in a key, i told you i’m the prototype (pro to type)
but what you rap about don’t interest me, yes b it’s just me, let’s fight
this is part of god’s plan, cause what god said? let there be light (‘lyt)

[round 2: cortez]
i mean it’s y’all, y’all hyped him
it’s y’all, y’all like him
a weirdo in a costume, yet still y’all invite him
he comes to battles dressed in drag, so that’s y’all excitement?
a slave to the chain, i guess he had y’all enlightened
$500 for battles, a million views, aight then
but they priced him wit’ a legend who dents mics and snipes kin
i’ll buck 50 ya right chin
by blade ‘bad & boujee’, once it gets stuck up in lyt’s (light) skin
i’ll take y’all loot, dare y’all shoot this ar? whoo
i can’t wait to air y’all troops
this the same day’ over and over it stays on loop
are y’all dreamin’? wake up! this is deja vu
and y’all done woke up a sleepin’ giant the boy’s mad
i’m -ssad and syria, reigning terror, them boys gas
.4’s/mags, long straps, them toys blast
you best come at cort’ (court) with a vest like troy ave
all this corn sh-t you do to me? the sh-t’s disturbin’
he do antics on purpose, for what? a payperview purchase?
my best friend’s are sick, i’m doin’ this for a purpose
while you here makin’ battle rap look stupid and makin’ it look worthless
n-gg-! you make antics outta the chain bro
you made an antic outta the chain bro
really, you made an antic outta the chain and yet y’all still let him run the league
me? i put my heart in this sh-t and y’all don’t f-ck wit’ me?
i mean i do this for the kids in the streets who look up to me
y’all book me for my talent, y’all book him for the f-ckery
so tell me what we doin’ today day’, is we back rappin’?
or should i make ‘lyt (light) sleep like i’m cat nappin’?
wordplay, oh that’s some sh-t you never heard before
he got organik roots, but to me you’re still a burger dawg
i mean, that’s why i split his team, hit him mean wit’ the beam
don’t you get it? them bald heads will get him washed that’s mr. clean
you f-ck wit’ surf right? y’all crippin’
well i don’t mean to intervene but i’m mexican and i can’t eat wit’ n-gg-s who spill the beans
now i’m gonna keep it real, i’m not a hater, i’m still screamin’ out “free surf”
just know when you come home you gotta see me first
i’ll have him dead in scotia, you know here are the dark times
it’s crazy how daylyt (daylight) will be left by the darkside
with his head chopped off, knife pokin’ his face
that blade like the first game of the season the way it’s opening day’
brooklyn all day the .4’s spray
if a n-gg- like this even lookin’ at me the wrong way
larry johnson, get it, i’m famous for the .4 play
i’m bishop by the locker, i’m rico by that hallway
wes craven’s glove, nightmares, they k!llin’ me that 16 bustin’, it just lost its virginity
it’s crazy how i’ll catch him in the acura, shots burnin’ ain’t hennessy
the irony, his life ended in infinity
i’m mad petty i blast semi’s, them can’s ready
n-gg-s get sliced over that bread, go ‘head and act jelly
menendez brothers, you’ll get it my fam’s deadly
cause this little b-tch i model ain’t instagram friendly
and like i said, i appreciate y’all reachin’ out
but round 3’s next and there’s some sh-t we gotta speak about

[round 2: daylyt]
i became discrete to the streets
those that say they don’t eat meat and beef is exactly what this man choose (chews)
you oughta see who in a d-mn snooze
most of the n-gg-s who turn they back on the zoo get hit wit’ they man oow’s (uz’)
i’m so tight n-gg- i can’t lose
they say, “random bars will only lead to the fan boo’s.”
well the energy i’m wit’ is infinity gauntlet, this is the round where i hand jewels
you know this consciousness is becomin’ a trend
everybody jumpin’ in they third eye bag like it’s so new
hopin’ to go cool (goku), spirit bombin’, choppin’ the chakras, poppin’ the tofu
from whole foods but they don’t get to hold food
gmo wax pack you don’t get the whole food
vegetarian veggie slow chewed
can’t even talk about cal’ (cow) it f-ck up ya whole mood (moo’d)
but it’s deeper than that ‘tez, it start off wit’ yo’ school
kids tv, tb shots, create the slow moves
hop in yo’ pool, bro mind filled with bromine, info so glued
we hope lose and it seems as if they d-gg-n’ us
it seems, i used to ask myself, “why the f-ck is everybody ‘sleep?”
and i thought about it, most of these n-gg-s followin’ they dreams
but it’s deeper than that, then it’s the dentist set up
fluoride toothpaste create tooth aches, you fake
orajel give you braces, they be too racist
to straighten up that big white smile if they don’t got it they say, ‘you satan.”
and they feed ya from the anesthesia
you know how i know these some evil muhf-ckas?
dentist say, “don’t eat sweets. it’ll f-ck up ya teeth.”
and as soon as you leave he give you a sucker
but look, it ain’t no medium with these encyclopedia medium meat eaters who don’t believe in the hype
look at nick cannon, soon as we get a conscious star he fall victim to what the media write (meteorite)
what they ain’t get it? “conscious star”, “fall”, “meteorite”?
that’s just the way for them to stop a sound
cause when the media write “a conscious star is falling”, that’s just the way for them to calm it (comet) down
keep it goin’?
don’t get ya -ss ‘troyed (asteroid) thinkin’ you a demigod, ya hear me god?
keep it goin’?
i said look ‘tez, we don’t need to fight with these elamites
for freedom we beat ’em, we despite those we don’t see the light
so we must see them and seat ’em, we see dumb n-gg-s who don’t [?]
well bein’ a akita is the key to life
i told you i’m the best battlin’ dawg (dog), the breed to fight
you done came across a god son, got beat to death; jesus christ
i tried to tell you cor’ my style hurt
i just want the venue to feel the body; crowd surf
what you rap about don’t interest me, it’s just me don’t test me, let’s write
this is god’s plan, cause god said, “let there be light (‘lyt)”

[round 3: cortez]
now what i said?
i appreciate y’all reachin’ out
but this is round 3 and this the sh-t we need to speak about
bro…you the wildest
yo…who’s ya stylist?
face tattoo, whew…childish
are you grape street or are you conscious?
are you thinkin’ beyond this? be honest
is this an image to profit or is image to prophet?
let’s shed ‘lyt (light) on the topic
y’all don’t get it, a dark cloud but day’s rain (reign) are behind us
you do anything for attention
you do, soon as the camera’s lit, what he does?
he gets on stage and do some f-ggot/antic sh-t
and then, he went and said he’ll shoot his own son up on vlad and sh-t
now that had me p-ssed
i couldn’t understand it quick
but now it makes sense why this man’s a crip it’s cause his words don’t stand for sh-t
am i right? but the sh-t that he writes, isn’t righteous
y’all all said, “let there be ‘lyt” but christ…this a crisis
your son sees the youtubes, his friends seen you doo doo
it’s crazy son’s (sun’s) light reflects off everything that you do

[daylyt]
my son’s gonna be smart as sh-t then

[cortez]
yeah?
you are the worst in battle rap
and by the way, you’re the first in battle rap to twerk in battle rap
and now look n-gg- there’s a twork in battle rap

[daylyt]
twork fire too

[cortez]
you’re supposed to be the bright light but instead it went to his head
you got influenced by the bright lights
he tells y’all he’s woke, nuh uh, night night
i ain’t blind, true colors exposed by the night light
you make it cool to be a bozo
everything he does is a no no
i know dudes that are h-m-…that look as dude as a h-m-
you’re weird bro

[daylyt]
i’m not weird

[cortez]
you’re f-ckin’ weird!

[daylyt]
i’m clearly not weird

[cortez]
from the start to the end he said, “hey if i be a weirdo there’s somethin’ they can market me in.”
hashtag, you got pounds and started followin’ trends
not me
i’m a real man, i stick to the code
you do anything for battle rap, you prolly sniff some sh-t up ya nose
this kid is exposed
but that’s why, what goes up must come down
and it proves that the law’s workin’
y’all claim he’s fire, on little leagues with strong verses
but on the main stage you ain’t show up, on purpose
worthless, i guess ‘lyt (light) only has a strong surge on small circuits
like when he said the “rock, paper, scissor” sh-t
y’all was all over the charts
to me that sh-t was g-ssed, it was ehhhh, you was forcin’ the bar
y’all don’t get it, i can end ‘lyt (light) with my thoughts in the dark
y’all tell me you nice, day’, you’re a walk in the park

i’m f-ckin’ you up. this round

[daylyt]
i got you the other two but you got me, you got me. but it ain’t over

[cortez]
now i can spaz in a second, the camera’s will catch him
you’re the sacrificial lamb, jesus, right?
so that’s why you’re the calf to the shepherd
you’re average/depressing
me? my status is legend
the sh-t i write be plain (plane) fire that’s the galaxy 7
and as for ya b-tch matti?
don’t leave that b-tch around me bro, i’m the pimpin’ type
i’ll ike/tina turner that p-ssy that means i’ll hit it right
i’ll leave that bullsh-t in the past, i’m the pippin type
but you see a future in that b-tch like pippin’s wife
the fo’s clap in the second, my foe’s actin’ and fo’s clappin’
a ski mask for what? y’all don’t get it, it’s a closed casket
me? i don’t need no fuse and i don’t need no hype
yeah they booked the match but i ain’t need no ‘lyt (light)
i’ll son day’ but sunday he gon need a life
this weapon a resurrection, when it rise in the third, get it? jesus christ
i’m the most underrated, underhanded, i oversaw
but being overlooked creates a pen that’s over all
and don’t ask if i’m top tier dummy
just know i’m gettin’ that top tier money

[round 3: daylyt]
i said, this round is for the coroners (corners)
we gon’ line up all sides of these squares and show you how to plot end
well ain’t y’all tired of these squares with the same angle?
that just shows how they mind boxed in
you can have two five minute rounds, they still wouldn’t put you in the top ten
and when they ask, “who go the smoothest flow in the world?” they mention my pen
well i done hit y’all wit’ the elbow already
for the n-gg-s who said the sh-t didn’t seem hard
smoothest flow (floor) in the world, my pen (moppin’)
well y’all n-gg-s missed the (mister) clean bar
wait, wait, wait, y’all still don’t get it?
do i gotta tell ’em again?
no, no, no, do y’all still don’t get it?
i’ma show you how i gotta h-lluva pen
smoothest flow in the world, “mopping”, “mr. clean”, man i done hit y’all wit’ the elbow again
i said, i’m from the city where they outline that hard
n-gg-s can’t even book a flight they swear they can find car
you get it?
no 9 to 5, they pull out the .9 to five if they tryin’ to find that job
i’m from the city where the guys act hard, grind that hard
get locked in the pen doin’ time that hard
my n-gg-s will k!ll a n-gg- for free
imagine what they’d doooo for a klondike bar!
my n-gg-s will put the bullets, the clip in…and c-ck it
they pull it, twist it…bop it
should i keep it goin’?
i said n-gg- i grind, i don’t give ’em my time
if a n-gg- keep drawin’, leave a n-gg- outlined
i’m tryin’ to blow his whole block, i’ll give him my .9
i’ll let my [?] rocket ship; little einstein
keep it goin’? keep it goin’?
see the thang blow, one to his head, blaow, see where his brain go
b-tterfly in the sky; reading rainbow
should i keep it goin’?!
should i keep it goin’?!
i said i bang the best
if the cops catch me, i ain’t gon’ stress
the police said, “what’s your name?”
i reply, “my name is jeff.”
time!

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