Method Man - Daylyt vs Chilla Jones lyrics

[Round 1: Chilla Jones] We almost battled last year You told your squad it was a big decision But your circle stopped you from gettin' drugged That's an intervention I'm about to take it back to the old Day, like you reminiscin' Why talk? I'll let that four warn him, like a premonition You get attention, ridin' this gimmick wave Are you for sale, Lyt? I'm too bar heavy so you gon' fail, Lyt Soon as you brake you gettin' lit up; I'm on your tail, Lyt I know they told you that sh** he brew is real light That magic may trick some, but ask me if I'm impressed 40 with the ski mask, but I still fire TEC's Get your mic jacked by the schemes if you try and flex Don't flop, I'm about to show my a** with this dialect See, I confess, play your position before you end a rhyme They receive a cue, B, a girl is who they sent to find That attack'll put a DE against the spine And send a runnin' back for safety if you kick a offensive line Now, man-to-man, I'm in my zone You wanna prove that you real cold But soon as Chill touch down, that's just another failed goal I feel bold, so I'ma scheme And I'ma punch 'til my hands swell It's hard to bear Lyt, he watered down, like Amstel Tell Davone Campbell I got a pump full of damn shells I'll co*k back, give the V one and watch his camp bail Hell, I'll tap yo' mans and ask, "Is he real rappin'?" The clip extends to rock a set, we got that steel clappin' At a van, riddlin' doors, but we still clappin' Pros act like I am bein' fake, so we peels at 'em Value my realness, I'm makin' Lyt shine like Edison, Cali I'm cold, but this is stuff he knows, the flow's better in Cali That been a drill, but he'll deny Quill Put him to sleep, so this pen is sealin' his faith Since he met us in Cali The chick you met in the Valley threw me the Alley That's beyond clear ‘Cause what I ride in attract her, like John Deere See, I'm a risk, watch the level I'm on, clear Play escalator, you can't move me with long stares I'm strong here, so I don't care where they found y'all, Day But I respect where you from, it's real around y'all way But tell Lyt if he don't bounce the round ball way He'll die over and over; I will Groundhog Day I hope you came with 44′s and war forts If I lose, think women's basketball: I'm a poor sport Trust me, if Day see dukes it ain't short shorts I'm gettin' money out of this ring; it's like Divorce Court I got the torch, who could match the heat that I bring? f** Brock! I stopped The Deadman's streak in the ring f** props! You gon' never see Chilla in disguise f** your mask! I want you to look yo' k**a in the eyes [Round 1: Daylyt] Let me ask the ma**: was it the mask that got y'all newbs attracted to the black dude? Mmkay, mmkay... They say I might get robbed at Vendetta 2 If I'm not still armed with lines Judges, I'll probably gotcha in a Jax move Well, let's go back to UW when I hit Arsonal Then I hit Ray, then told him I'll beat thunder head In the shortest year A sharp line-up, how did I get over there? I showed you I can score, peon n***as don't understand How much I get paid? Sigh, racks! My network green Every sector vector know I can draw with the claw out $500,000 in my PayPal, I got money in the web, spinnin' I showed you I could ball out This one's for the women—I wonder, can she see? I would leave B lyin' folded with the knife, look I told you I'm nice, you seen what I did to ICE "Good night, wolf!" My purple n***as, they reign, King If you think this is a big joke Bro, please, you'll get left toasty If my man come from the corner And press start at the right time, n***a, you will get smoked And Verb dumba** think he could beat me He must be sniffin' that Lou 'caine again n***a, he gon' need some huge luck Moral of the story is: Verb bringin' them weak a** punches to the boss? Ha ha ha ha! n***a, you s**! It's the simple arms of the boy with the chopper Any kid who lift that K knows he have to face the metal Or else it's a curse, he get f**ed Life lived in reverse, they have to embrace the devil That's constant battles with Constantine Inuyasha talent inside this dream Valid, magnets got your scene Drag him into the entrance, ‘cause I adore you What I got for you is somethin' I call a catastrophic scheme Pay attention! They say be antic free Granted the agreement I need true gossip, beside the wealth All I see is pussies at the top of that animal kingdom Mufasa's, pride is felt, but oh, am I scarred? I see Chilla wanna rumble with the king of the jungle Some know the pain that a lion felt When he get called out by the little cats Are you kiddin' me? How can a meow be mistaken for a cry of help? Forsaken, casualties, they die and melt By any means, long as the crew is first to check Gradually, the galaxy is on Orion's belt You know what that means? The whole universe is next Your plan of attack is to scheme? That's your weapon? Cool Guard deck and move, everybody should expect a snooze This is the die section, split him, dissected My suggestion is Lux is who y'all best to choose You got put in for a second move, lesson bruised Undercard name shame, but I kept it cool Under one exception: lose I am who you can't defeat, boo boo ‘Cause this match is a steppin' stool Price our logo, know I could rock or dial Any stage filled full of cod fishes, I'm a boss, Chilla I remain a G…P.S. that's why I could never be a lost n***a I am just a divine hero One who will leave a remainder but could divide zero Tie, he know; that's a Mission Impossible, I'm watchin' you Anything in my vision get ICU I see you the one grasps this, line graphic, die, bag flip Sad sh** is I gotta NBA off the block with steals For real, my stats sick, who's next to get stretched out with dots? Glock's my number one draft pick I had who's nexts to get stretched out with Dots Glock's my number one Giraffe pick I caught your raffle ticket I told you I'm nice 'round here, like I'm afro-pickin' You fall out of place and break I send dog out of space, he'll get a taste of how Astro kick it I want a lil body to pa**; no midget And I told you that's the game plan That I'm on; every word they get wrong lead to a body I hope you can hang, man I got 'em sayin', "Dang! Man, what is this n***a about?!" I told you I'm ahead with the lines And if that don't stick, figure it out Thought you was gon' win a battle today, I got this one You win some and you lose some But you live to see another day… To the Batmobile! [Round 2: Chilla Jones] You used gimmicks versus Magic for two reasons To see your green grow like chia And so they wouldn't cheer for what was in store; IKEA He from Watts, plus Lyt be over heads, I got an idea I make him lie since you'll get your head shot Before they ID ya He up front like he snatched my plate, I hate cowards I will split Day in thirds for sayin' he ate ours Get anywhere I peel grim'd Then get him shipped, like the Mayflower k** Lyt inner G, put son down to stop Day power You tryin' to red our back ‘Cause Celtic pride made it from Boston? I'm bulletproof with the pen, I know you hate what I'm jottin' Lush offered me more money, since he payin' I'm rockin' Now I'm here, in livin' color, so who you slayin' and robbin'? This ain't a blank, man It bring major pain when the tool squeeze So, if Day men weigh and move E It's cool, ‘cause I just k**ed him in Damon Wayan movies I'm truly sick, n***as don't get the win from me often Remind me of a ventriloquist how dumb he talkin' They dial Jones, then my stock mark it Watch money droppin' Now I'ma bring it to 'em, B, like a mummy's coffin To 'em, B? See, that's "tomb," like where you goin', you See dots in front of Lyt house; that's an ocean view I was coachin' you, ‘cause I support everyone's grind Truth is I only took Daylyt to see my son shine Now, in some minds They like, “Why you usin' synonyms for?” Well, why not? Words is weapons and I'm sendin' him fours Catch Lyt with all his friends, now I'm sendin' him foes He hit my phone, like, “Jones, what you sendin' them for?!” It's ‘cause you snitchin' and told the pigs I'm sinnin' You sendin' infos, so now y'all all f**ed It's like I'm sendin' nymphos But let me jog your mental To take you they sent me two checks Joey Crawford; I'm official with these two TECs I'll blast, split his house in half, that's how I do, Plex You told me he was slammin' in the ring, I should sue Plex Get X'd with magazines, I don't play, boy I'm about to put holes in your man's shin; no Hugh Hef If dude flex in the ring and start the worst trouble I'ma snap with the shoulder strap, like purse buckles Take rounds, get ‘em let down, I'm here to burst bubbles Get at ‘em and even the score with the first couple Shout out to Cali Smoov, he had a similar bar for Nitty, too But while I'm at it, let me respond To that little shot Nitty threw My city crew good with blades, so if he run they'll still split 'em; do him and his brothers grim That mean if Rum pull steel, skin him! And if he still livin' on December 25th I'm a pop and spray this can, it'll k** him Then after Christmas they'll be boxin' Day. Boss town! [Round 2: Daylyt] A lot of y'all know me as Daylyt But since my mom in here, she know me as Noobie She asked me what it means It means I spit nasty; it's a lugie True B, you see how I'm fluent with the speech? I know how to surprise the slower I spit a line, Glee, that's for the geeks Don't worry about how who's the liver flow-er Just know before you ever spit The ability to scheme different elements style cry for help And I molded, you stole it, give me my credit, I said it You'll never get it down, prime example of who I am I'm on-call talent, I tell 'em it's down time Look at all the n***as I under ate That's a star for the crowd shine Four lines in one, dial 9; that's pound sign Speakin' of pound signs, n***as been comin' at me with that L BS, wait… pound signs, LBS, weight We are not on the same scale, frame frail Under all pressure, yes sir But its lesson in vain, swell, slug my back? Main snail He lyin' out that a**, I guess it's the same tail My game real, I get paid for every bar I come up with Y'all can see all of my brain sells That's the way I was trained, double lines A Trak, take that, way back, before you could talk, man See, these babies got drive way before they could walk, man To the station, but I say F ‘em in the AM ‘Cause that's where I'ma bury your life When a baby goes, d**h gets broadcasted through the radios—I guess he's just another stereotype Tune into this one! The last n***a I battled in front of him They was savin' his time I hit him with a Gangsta's Paradise line—that's what happens when you dealin' with them dangerous minds My name over them headlines From them over-the-head lines; Coolio, he legit Bars like that, they like, "You need to quit." "How could you rule?", I'm like "You see the spit." It's my duty to be the sh** They need a fix, it's crackin' you all, but you all broke Wired, house shattered They need to fix that crack in the wall that y'all broke See the wires? House shattered, they can't fix it when I'm crackin' you all and your jaw broke, wired… fire, n***a Whoever in front of me will be flat; I retire n***as It's the ocean of flames—see fire, n***a! Get a whole honeycomb silenced—be quiet, n***a! I told 'em I rely on my rage n***as who doubt him, how come the outcome is Malcolm X? You hand out of pocket, you'll die on the stage And I rely on my babe ‘Cause she a Cap and wild gunner; she'll close her eyes Point the deuces to ring, like Pacquiao mother And I really feel like I got this one You win some and you lose some But you'll live to see another Quill… not this one [Round 3: Chilla Jones] Alcatraz bars—who the f** gon' break you out? Your day 26, that's how I'ma take you out Face blew out, you'll be done if I give D one For actin' I'll leave him on the floor from this knee, son Get it? Liam Neeson, you must've missed Taken 2 But get your aim up, ‘cause I'll never miss takin' two Follow you and shorty to wherever miss taken to Oh, you don't believe that you and your miss taken too? That's why I k** you, then k** her, she mistaken too One: you taken this battle was a mistake—and two: She see I'm fly, and yes, I'm who your miss taken to And that's why I got the pipe that your miss takin' too Could kidnap him, you could get your miss taken too You'll see D split like I broke his mixtape in two Breakin' news, I'm officially a beast Family cursed; I'm leavin' every kin of D deceased Capisce? See, they love me in Cali; I'm like Tiger Ty Put Lyt on his a** in secs when that fire fly Your wife's a bird, he like, "That lie's absurd." That's ‘cause she gave Ghost face And blew Meth like Heisenberg My mind's disturbed, I'ma relapse Be sharp, D, mine are dangerous To see major stacks they'll leave a G flat And some will rise, but whoever do gettin' recapped I'll fire on the front of your head; now, that's a Heat cap Repeat that for thinkin' that a tool can't blaze ya You'll need defense for your face, like the tool man neighbor I will send two shots just to make sure your d**h come The first pop teach you how to crawl, he the best one The second pop raise the n***a up, like a stepson Both made of metal, when they rose he jet, son I'm gettin' paid to check Day, like it's check day Plus, I aim high when that TEC spray You five deep? Well, I'ma let two heads roll, aimin' for necks, Day—after I make two more roll, you next, Day I'm who the best say is the best in this whole game Chilla, that's my code name—plus, that's a cold name n***as actin' bold ‘cause they at home, sh** is so lame But I make dick heads p**y in the ring with no shame And tell your whole gang I'll practice bangin' where they hangin', Day So if I'm washin' ten with the hawk, I'm just trainin', Day I hope you prayin', Day… any gimmick, you better use it now Against Mr. Jump To Top Tier From The Proving Grounds [Round 3: Daylyt] To be amongst the All Stars they say bring all bars Nah, I need my fame ‘Cause that last battle versus Rich Dolarz He got broke in half in that 4th quarter Oh my god, things have changed I seen the plot to get a crazy feat, what a dream! The little King Of Pop, it was ABC, what I mean It don't matter if you black or white Your career, I got to beat it They ask why? I tell 'em it's human nature to attack son n***as like me don't care about love ‘Cause we the realer n***as that might go jack son Smooth criminal, remember the time? I was lookin' at my reflection in the mirror The one with the realest curls Thought I was dolo, noble fans tellin' me "Day, you are not alone, you can heal the world." But who's badder than me with them bars? Nobody, I do n***as dirty, die in a box in the sky Soon as the night slid And I got an underlyin' mission—the inside of me remains Black Power, but the media shows I got the white kids Who think and shout? And I tell 'em, "f** these lil boys!" And they wanna throw me in the rapist route Soon as I come up with somethin' positive And they hand me the mic, son, they blank it out But I'm proud to see, Mama I made it through all these b**h n***as that was doubtin' me I knew how to get their attention All I had to do was hang a lil white son off the balcony But that's just the normal rules of the slum gang Rock Man on a treadmill; n***a, I run things n***a, you gave me the shot, I shoot stupid; I got dumb aim The clip will take you to the movies, shorty; my gun bangs And I heard you work at the Quik-E-Mart Yeah, so I'ma catch him waitin' at the liquor store Pa** holmes, put the mask on like, "Yeah, I'ma lick a store." Run up to him and ask him, "Hey, my n***a! Where you got all that high price liquor stored?" He run he gone fall, blow his tongue on the wall Now you could lick the store If it's money to pay, why owe me? You be in the street left wide, homie Family screamin' out, "Why, homie?!" Half your body in Boston, the other half in Wyoming If I chase a n***a, Glock break a n***a Funeral homes, box-wake a n***a, you get the open hand, the fist or the deuce; rock, paper, scissors I'll co*k at his feet, these birdies better learn to dance Or it'll be arms in the front, arms in the back It look like the Pee Wee Herman dance Off the bat, this is how I know I got ya You'll get your sh** shot in the Matrix; blocka! And I really feel like I got this one You win some and you lose some But you live to see another Day… well, not this one