[Round 1: Danny Myers]
I'm the GOAT and that's a stone fact
The last 86 Challengers got blown to bits but NASA shoulda known that
Chrome clap, I'll put the Sig up to his brain
NASA leave Earth and really live up to his name
I dump in his frame, I'll leave this bitch slumped in this place
You ain’t think I came to West Memphis, Arkansas with somethin' to (two) state
Speakin' of two states, I'll catch this nigga at dinner time
Liquefy his insides before the food can solidify
Nigga I...can really get heavy with science
But I came here to End Games then bury the Iron
But we both geeks, maybe true, but I'm always tryna snipe foes
Nigga you build computers for a living and still can't even write cold (code)
Knife mode, 5 dollar blade up the fuckin' gut
But it makes sense, NASA always dealt with budget cuts
The fuck is up?
You only built this league to fuck with Dutch
And Iron Mouth, now you got some other shit to iron out
Don't you like to get drunk and freestyle? An alcoholic that let the thing pop?
Aye, aye, (AA) meeting with this will give you a clean shot
His spleen clot, blade in his rib, I'll slay this guy
Reach in and pull out a kidney, I'm tryin' to take my time
His daughter tried to run out and save him, I told her stay inside
She only saw 10% of the gross, I'm paying tides
I shot at him, barely missed, but left his skin ablaze
It wasn't the first time NASA came in contact with the graze (greys)
Troy was thinking about getting married to his girl, they been through a lot since freshmen
He figured he'd get advice from his Dad and stop the stressin'
Do you believe in a Parallel Universe?
(I do!)
On the way to ask his dad he got shot with Wessons
He died over some shit he wasn't engaged in and never got to "pop" the question
This is my profession, all you cowards'll bleed
How this yo' own event, but you still outta yo' league
Nigga please, and you on the ground with this shit
This wack MC got another two rounds of this shit
Yikes!
[Round 2: Danny Myers]
I'm always in Beast Mode
Fuck Grand Theft Auto, you'll see so many guns I think I had a cheat code
And then he did a newscaster scheme, that's why I compete wit' him
I'll bring some vatos from MSN and you'll see an end (CNN)
Bitch! Talkin' 'bout dude get immediate impact
Sock this nigga 'til he got a toothache
Take yo' bitch back to Cali, she give me head 'til she got Blueface
Bar God!
You named this shit League Of Championship Kulture, I'm 'bout to clown yo' style
Every time I hear that, a voice that says "Download Now"
It's like one of them mobile games you might play for a second
Well it makes sense, 'cause the characters come free but you gotta pay for the weapon
Razor blade, Billy club, what the hell he smokin'?
It's a trip, 'cause right after the club seen (scene) his Belly opened
For years I spit crack you could put on a spoon
Last time NASA had a Buzz, Aldrin stepped foot on the moon
Wounds, let's scrap bitch, scratch this, beat him with the gun 'til I crack shit
Then hand you the same fuckin' gun to get my MAC fixed
My wrath sick, get slapped bitch, my hands'll go jumpin'
Then NASA ain’t gotta fake like he landed on somethin'
I'm animal huntin', creepin', nice and mellow
I couldn't get a Memphis nigga to play "Off" (Playoff) like Mike Fratello
You can't fight this level, you'll have trouble passin' through
First you'll see the machine gun, then a ghost, that's the last stage on Double Dragon 2
Bitch you rap just like me!
It ain’t a secret fucker
I'm in ya space, what the fuck else is NASA keepin' from us
I sneak it under, he ain’t know I keep it tucked first
Then let it see this pussy from underneath...it's like a up skirt
You shoulda ducked first, I'll put you in submission then hold
How the fuck NASA don't got the mission controlled?
This finna load, catch him, Smith 'N explode
One through his ear, both of him missin' a lobe
Yo' bitches is cold, but I ain’t know ya girl was that cold
My nigga fuck, then I fuck, didn't even ask though
I went to sleep, my nigga woke up, and then he smacked mo'
But then again, NASA was always tryna teach me 'bout these black holes
This what you asked fo', road rage, with the 50 ain’t no leeway
Shoot through his whip and fuck up his kidney on a Freeway
Check the replay, 'cause he on the ground with this shit
This wack MC got a whole 'nother round of this shit
Yikes!
[Round 3: Danny Myers]
Niggas battle me and get famous, strictly off the effort that I brought him
They gain experience and learn a few lessons that I taught him
I did it for Nitty, Mr. Mills, Geechi, look at all the checks that I done brought him
Basically any nigga that D see (D.C.) becomes a "Legend Of Tomorrow"
But it's yo' turn, you gone blow up, but here's the difference peep
You gone rap under my J's, then everything in Memphis Bleak (Bleek)
Grip the heat, pop him, the pain is great, he'll grit his teeth
The chopper bout a foot, I'm tryna accomplish a different feat (feet)
Fuck what this nigga thinks, you trash, just 'cause ya rhymes straight
All a sudden this nigga NASA thinks he's Nas aye (A)?
.5 spray, but fuck the guns, this isn't the norm
I'm giving niggas growth behind these bars like prison reform
Fuck Zoo Crew, I won't leave a rapper intact
It'll be a pile of 13 niggas when NASA get back
I mastered this craft, and Young Herb, I'm real disturbed
My foot a natural remedy when I put a heel in (healin') Herb
You know what that sword did? I'll auction off the insides of your kid
I might even live stream the shit, if more bid (morbid)
I keep the four hid, any work I need done, the Glock'll do it
Throw on the beam, up rays (praise), clap at him (Hymn), this is gospel music
We are not gone do this, bitch I'll let a hammer go
NASA finally caught a flyin' round on camera though
I'm scandalous ho, the westside is back
Selling all these electronics and computers, you BEST BUY a strap Bar God
I've always said fuck my opponents, I be battlin' myself
But as y'all can see, the Parallel Universe is real, and I'm battlin' myself
You a fake Boss, you just another nigga to break off
I'll put out the four, give three to one (4,3,2,1), then NASA can finally take off
Rip his face off, and you on the ground with this shit
Thank the Lord he don't got another round of this shit
Yikes
