Daylyt vs. Rum Nitty lyrics

[Round 1: Rum Nitty]
To keep it a stack
It's deeper than rap
I mean if you try to come take a sh*t on the stage today?
f*ck around and get beat up for that
You see where you at?
This the wrong place to try to come drop a deuce on the floor, like you spilled your lean
We gon' make you clean up your Act'
They tell me I can't do sh*t with dude, I'm finna lose
Cause all I got is gun bars
He got too many different moves
He can go the slave route, Matrix, switch the suit
"I'm a little teapot", "Other hand, scissors, deuce" hе finna lose
I know exactly what to do if he wanna play papеr, rock, scissors...shoot
Dawg aight, y'all just hype
n*gga got naked on stage all for likes
The awkward type
Then you went and did some Stranger Things, you was lost, I gotta talk to 'Lyt (light)
Y'all think he great? I think he gay
Weird n*gga, I can't relate
Convinced y'all that he changed his ways
Want us to forget about 'Lyt (light) flashin' people like Agent K
I'll wave, you'll get erased
Evade the n*gga space
I'll send you right up to the galaxy that's on Orion's Belt, when you got a little Alien in ya face
I'll go around this cat's neck next, cause this b*tch was duckin'
Injure cousin
Mortal Kombat won’t be enough, you need different substance
Get to buggin'
Thinkin' it's a Street Fighter bonus stage, you gon' kick the bucket
Switch the subject
I see you, I'ma hop out the car, leave the engine runnin'
7 Series BMW 'bout to spin on somethin'
Pullin' up in the white Beamer 'Lyt (beam of light), you 'bout to get abducted
To the UFO is where you sent
You already knowing what this is
I mean he tried his best to fight back and play Hardball, but we goin' to the ship
This a round that he earned
Cause you called me out, I was about the teamwork
It's still an abduction, since 'Lyt (light) bringin' people up, 'bout to leave Earth
Eat dirt
n*ggas a kill you in plain sight for gang stripes
You see how they did FBG Duck, they don't play nice
They don't gotta think twice
Might see you walkin' with your son (sun) downtown, and kill that n*gga, right after Daylyt (daylight)
On URL you say you got paid like 1.8 against Tay, right?
That's cake life
They ain’t ate, so they might, pull up on a late night
Round the back of the crib tho, crackin' a window
Now they lookin' for a safe light (SafeLite/safe 'Lyt)
SafeLite repair
I'm on my sh*t tho' patna
We finna kick do', if you gettin' big rolls poppin'
You can pay for anything you want
You got big rolls poppin
If I run in the crib and go in the safe 'Lyt (SafeLite) you'll be a broke window shopper
Big ole' chopper
Wait 'til we get the low and slide, you won't survive
For that TDE money, you gon' get Rob-bed
Crib, way out in the boondocks, it was the longest drive
Bro be where out there with the safe crackers- and so do I
I'll run up on 'Lyt in disguise (the skies) first, plant you in the ground next back to back
My son (sun) only a star for mooning people
I'm not really impressed with his raps
Me? Cause I land with efficiency
One of the best stat for stat
All I need is six days of creation
And he laid to rest after that
Let's battle rap
I don't think fam' is ready
Adversaries get bagged and buried
Clap the Desi
I stop n*ggas, dead in they tracks like Makaveli
Class in session
You on your final leg
They try to come have a classic with me and die instead
Find ya edge
I told Ward I'll choke him out until he blue, yellow, lime and red
And I'ma press 'Lyt (light) in the same order like Simon Says
Fire lead
He gon' say goodnight
I'll wave it and take apart a cool (particle) n*gga, I'm the, see-what-you-made-of type, or
Take a swipe, cut your wrist, double slit, experiment with the razor 'Lyt (rays of light)
I ain't playin' no mo'
What you expect Rum to do with a n*gga that's on the spectrum? He Radio slow
Breakin' the code
I see why you stopped wearing that ultraviolet cause yo' Grapeing is wrong
This lame just ain't right
After he took an L he decided (L.E.D.) to change the gang life
You usually holla a gen (halogen) for this and infrared that, but it just ain't the same 'Lyt (light)
You different
When you said you wanted to f*ck Puff
You was trippin'
[Daylyt to the crowd]
Puff f*cked a lot of n*ggas. A lot of y'all favorites. He f*cked a lot of y'all favorites. That's a fact

[Rum talking to Daylyt]
Get that gay sh*t outta here. We don't wanna hear that sh*t

It's different
When you said you wanted to f*ck Puff
You wasn't kiddin'
You better not ever go to prison
I mean 'Lyt (light) gonna go in straight, and come out a rainbow, like a prism
You better listen
No lie, you a sucka fam'
I been had the drop and that's why I got the upper hand
He be flyin' his moms to the battles
On the same flight, I'ma up the can'
And be 'Locked Up' like Akon, soon as 'Lyt (light) and (in) his mother land (motherland)
On the other hand
This extreme measures
The fans like, "The Alien cool but bring back Cuz Webb. He better
The one that dunked on Shotgun. It was team effort
Plus, I don't see Quill hangin' one round with Web(b), it's a dreamcatcher."

[Round 1: Daylyt]
I got one small question, like a small, small question
How many people in here know what'll happen if I chase a n*gga?
Funeral home?
Box-wake a n*gga
You get the open hand, the fist or the deuce: rock, paper, scissors
Today we gonna see your allure modded
You got options
You can either meet me up there or end up floor spotted with your door dotted
They think cause I've been in the industry that I don't remember how to kill
It's Quill
Anybody holdin' up the four got(forgot) it
As far as lines, mines erase sh*t
The sky, space sh*t gon' lay you in the facade
They ain't tell you creators have creators?
I'ma show you the difference between an alien and a god
Yo, let's get it
You've travelled a great distance
To the end, you made it
In sin you waited(insinuated)
As they glance at the stream with faith missin'
I'm seen as what they miss(Mist), you stated
Now you in the view and liquidated, is the focal point of my late mission
The cornea shall be flooded thinkin' we can be tied
As I(eye) leak the disguise of the eight vision
Mind deliria shows your criteria(Cry, Tear) will decline in tier(tear)
The time is here
Watch, wait, listen as every drop of water hits the mud
The flood to create the wake sea(see)
Safety for those who inclined the heal(climb the hill)
Saw the cascade, the innate peep, the great meek
Who inherit the earth shall be ghost
Talk haunted, faith speak
For those who wanna be saved, repeat after me
Say I
Will
Break
Free
And my name
My pain ain't the rain(Reign) of the stormin'
The rapture(rap sure) captured on camera without the warnin'
Glorious, my story disguised as the origin
This who I am, Day' on the rise, it ties into your mourning (morning)
Bruh, death be your true end
Don't pretend like you understand as a wake plead
Rum, mentally break free
As Day' lead without lead
My only request is all men
Take heed, mandatory glory for those who believe with complete trust
From the dust you came
The dust you shall return, the lesson's tough
Humanity's final destination is calamity
The pearly gates await you all, I guess it's up
{Daylyt pulls down his signature ski-mask}

The angel, with the angle at the entrance of Heaven's neglected
Shows I have perfected where the exit is(Exodus)
Two 3's, .9's(Exodus 33:9, 23:9), they align with the hues of men
Sad to see a tragedy for the days of a Grey's Anatomy
Had to be some non colored hick on the mothership
But soon as they arrive we blew through they skin
Without a gun c*ck, Daylyt, I remove son(sun) block
The pain’ll be chronicle, two .9's, 15 (Chronicles 29:15) in the clip, aim at the abdominal
Two .5 at you but you would(Wood) attend(a ten) to a cross
Plus we gotta show respect, the Domino Effect is a whole box
This whole plot is to say they not here to see what you do with the pen, They here to see if I could do it again, you were the sin but defying God is buying odds
I O.D. too(2), the facade is who you be lowkey, this is made
Are y'all ready for Jehovah's return?
I son the one they adore
Now watch the G O.D. with this fade
I was made in His image
Figure the crusade who came to finish n*ggas with you rum
Sit by the Sire creed
Wine and crackers, who dine and [?] in backwards was a sacrifice
Advice for the afterlife, so you can avoid your fire needs
You in a loss, at what cost?
It's the grail where you dead, aim
Leave you nailed in the head to make sure your sire bleed
Bro gotta be a dichotomy in the moment that was golden
By the third, they(Day) rose I was chose to give life to a culture that has been in dire need
To save ya(savior)
I'm the one who they believe in when it's too live
They hand me Rum like I don't like my drinks virgin
Baby pop up out of nowhere
It's treason for holmes if I use the deuce five, a square goin' underneath
Peep, my plan too gifted, I double the box, what I hand you wicked
Demand you lift it
The Drac(Drake) ain't in 'God's Plan', you missed it
What you got prolly miniature, in front of this godly literature
My every commandment, man you script (manuscript) it, God's instruction is now right(Write) in ya face
'Lyt in his space to son(sun) ship with a hot round
Top sound
Ayo Dot, I got 'em to watch now
This what I did it fo'
To the game I'm married, boy
It's 'bout to get messy baby
I'm talkin' biblical
They book a god versus a alien
Nephilims, Assyrians, Arcadians, reptilians when I send attack
Alien pop up we flash in his face if you see my Men In Black
We really done
Alien pop up again?
Jiminy Cricket, we hit him with the mini gun
Bury ya, half a drum for Rum
Anybody in the Area get 51
The best ever, disagree? I could say that he bluffin'
Nina on me at all times, n*gga Day in the cuffin'
Lux said, "f*ck it let's get abducted"
I could say it was nothin'
Pull out some big sh*t
Got the 4th kind like, "How? Word?"(Howard)
Blaow, now The Alien duckin'
I got to bleed 'em, they scared
Soon as I see 'em, they hard
They said the n*gga was from another planet
Soon as I see em(M), A-R's
Glock on me
Bread phony
Ya dead homie
Spill Rum, this one for the dead homies
Beat me? You will not sir
This is what battle rap look like, these n*ggas they imposters
Gun bar what?
No weapon formed against me shall prosper

[Round 2: Rum Nitty]
I'm destine to rep'
Even though I got my rise in the east
I gotta shine for the sets in the west
Cause we don't play
The streets don't play
When a soul's this cold it get dark fast, that's how we was raised
Seein' pain
Take one of ours? It's retaliation either way
Tinted up SUV come bleed the block where your people stay
Hop out the equinox that same night and get even Day'
Cause he in pain
Feel like the world turned on him and he need the gang
My mama ain’t want them bad seeds planted around her son (sun) but start reppin' the C's and (season) changed
You caught that?
I'll let off caps, long strap, layin' ya dog flat
Reload, one in the top rack
Pull a slide, it spring forward and you gon' fall back
Get ya skull cracked
Bet it's over
It's gonna be overkill
Lay it out with ya head exploded
Leave a n*gga dead and gone, it's no need to call the medics for 'em
If it's up to me, it won't be no Daylyt (Daylight) Saving, I'm from Arizona
Air it on 'em
Dawg get flamed
Lose one, gain one, it's all the same
Bomb's away
They said, "Magic already had a Daylight Savings bar"- times have changed
n*ggas will do it all for a stripe
I remember sellin' dope
Lustin' for hoes, clothes, cars, all the ice
What comes fast, goes fast, it's part of the life
You can go from a big mansion to an air mattress
Blow up and lose it all over night
It's over 'Lyt
Close ya do' and keep ya lock tight
Back in ya bangin' days
We would've rode up on ya block hype
I mean, took a flight, flew into Watts like a mosquito zapper and had you goin' into shock 'Lyt (light)
You 'bout to get all the smoke
And take
(So many punches the fans yelling "get off the ropes!")
I got some Haitians that'll get rid of ya body cause you not gon' make it
They pop the cases and feed the parts to the dogs that's in the yard that's waitin'
The arms and legs went to a Rottweiler, or Boxer maybe
Then they took the organs out to a red nose 'Lyt (light), that's Operation
They make sure all scrapes get ate
It's crazy, I really said all that to say...every dog has it's Day'
Every n*gga you chased in ya career, I already smoked
Like a Marlboro
Think about it, I sonned Shine
Body'd Roc(k) first, let that dawn (Don) on you
You wanted to battle Lux, I made him jump, I did the job for you
Cause I made it to the rooftop before Daylyt (daylight) like a gargoyle
You not normal
You don't put in effort, we been noticed
Weird n*gga
Can't even tell when this b*tch trollin'
What's your plan? You f*cked up every big moment
I didn't expect Day' to be this slow, it's takin' forever to get Loaded
Alright, quick, first step...drop it like an anchor and hit it with the pro touch
The boy was cheffin' it
The comp' had no shot cause I had anywhere I post locked down (post lockdown)
I was a real corner specialist
2K, 2K
Before my career, I was grindin'
Watchin' out for badges, we ruthless
A playmaker, I really had the streets boomin'
I could have you go into hyperdrive off a dime of (dimer) crystal meth
That's a speed booster
2K, 2K
I seen some fiends that was needle threaders
Couldn't keep it clean
Some developed the fast twitch
Or even lean
Had to detox they bodies after all them shots, and take green machine
2K, 2K
n*ggas like you be catch and shoot
Big chopper, limitless range, go through brick wall; pick dodger
Off the dribble, I got handles for Day's (days) people
I let it rise up on you
Park, chase artists down
Hop out the dunk on you
Bail out, these few rounds will be stuck in you
They tryin' to remove 'em with clamps and gloves but they unpluckable
f*ck you!
2K, 2K
12 get behind us and throw on they blinders
We back out lurkin' in a stolen Acura with the MAC out swervin'
Bend the corner, and pull it down the (to) block Daylyt (daylight) like a blackout curtain
This is murder
Death is close
TEC'll blow
Neck get broke
They gon' have to do the "To The Batmobile" to check ya pulse
You can't keep it real yourself
(n*gga, suicide or I'll do the job, you decide
Kill yo'self)

[Round 2: Daylyt]
I'm feelin' like Sparta in the Garden of Eden with a flow deed
I slid through Christ, the kid who came to give new life, shall I proceed? (pro-seed)
I plan(t) it all, granted my last match was a clash in skill
I ain't have to rap about the stainless to become famous
The world know the n*gga in the mask'll peel (mass appeal)
If I split a kufi they exist in grief
A vegetable state is appeasing (a peas in) but the end is treason
That's what lead to the disbelief (leaf)

{Chokes. Runs it back. Then calls time. Rum tells him to stop trolling and to "not f*ck this up." Daylyt says he has it, starts the round over and chokes at the same spot and calls time. Rum starts his round, Daylyt remembers his material and makes Rum stop. Rum is heavily annoyed. Twitter goes crazy.}

Be fruitful, but never think we paired (pear) in abilities
Like I ain't the king of the throne, I become the heir willingly
My ability level Achilles I lift the skill up
At Achilles level just so the game can heal (heel) up
Knowin' it ain't cool to hurt n*ggas like this
But I'm war ready, see
You thought you was gonna destroy Achilles, that's what left you with a torn legacy
It's gon' get painful for the steppers
The gang reppers
I remember when none of y'all n*ggas didn't exist fam'
I'm talkin' way back
Waaay back when Hitman had a "What Would Jesus Do" wristband
I watch all y'all gamers become gangbangers
Flame aimers in places they usually be scared
Now every battle it's the toolie gonna flare
I die laugh, Minecraft the whole community was squares
I ain't forgot n*gga
The Minecraft bar that was just part of the plot n*gga
You know how I know the whole community was f*ckin' with Minecraft?
Cause just two years ago y'all was in love with the blocked (block) n*gga
Apollo
When I think "Apollo" I think poetry, cleansin', healin', God's pride when my memo's shown
But tonight at the Apollo will be the flight of the Apollo
You crashed on the archive so let me cut the dark side of my M.O. on (moon)
Those who feel they arm strong (Armstrong) shall kneel (Neil) at Eziekiel's wheel
The guild of all extinct figures
Alien? Nah, galactic missionary who tactic vision blurry
Priest picker who eats the queen whenever they meet liquor (lick her)
Rum, the weed picker, sweet [?], what a day for my community
The perfect op' will tune Nitty (opportunity) to get Rum and ate
But that's where the street [?]
Clear!
Sphere, a clear message to the gray we send
If it's unity with The Alien
And I feel you a foe (U.F.O.), I come and piece (in peace) n*ggas
At first contact, it landed
But the land is what they demand to a impeach the tried men
And you showed up unidentified, out the blue beamin'
Harpoon tactics, to increase your sidewind
Something we saw certainly, was people risin' beneath the Mayans
Operation: Crash Blacks
You saw my last match, I put Roc(k) body halfway in the ground
The round sounded like Easter Island
I knee deep you tyrants
Oh, it's in stone people, there is no equal
Yet a rapper knew he will become a divine tail
I see you missed the fourth kind, you've been on the rise, well (Roswell)
Here come the elbow
Today you gon' see a gray leanin' sloppy
Flashlight at the crash site at Roswell and you might see The Alien body
By the death dealer
They done let these Martians march in claimin' they the best for ya
I'm at ya children crown with a silver round, I gotta go a little extra to rest n*ggas
In the street he lame
Y'all booked The Alien
Perfect time to cook The Alien
Somebody give me the E.T.A
Today we gon' see ya doom
His death? Maybe it was too soon
The E.T.A. we had it covered, I'm 'bout to send an Alien to the moon
Spielberg, finger lightin'
Clip on the Glock murk you, pop hurt you
Leave an alien mark

{Daylyt leans on Rum too much and makes him loose his balance and they exchange some words}

Clip on the Glock murk you, pop hurt you
Leave an alien mark lyin' in the grass it's a crop circle
Should I keep it goin'?
Do you believe in a parallel crop circle?
(I do)
Soon as he born, kill
Ya life like a crop circle
You got a whole bunch of rounds in ya lines but this I be in Corn' field
Should I keep it goin'?

{Daylyt calls time}

[Round 3: Rum Nitty]
It was really times where I couldn't adapt
I mean life was whoopin' my ass
But me thinkin' I control everybody- it was pushin' me back
I remember days, it was sh*t to eat- couldn't relax
Goin' through stages, with no clothes, they would look at us bad
You ever had to rob sh*t to pay the rent? Or get put out the pad
The 1st and 2nd you was assed out, by the 3rd you had to put on a mask
I hated them Days
But I remember my past well
n*gga had to get up and get it, wasn't gettin' my hand held
I used to sit in the trap hell
I told my mom I worked at a phone repair shop cause I was dealin' with crack cells (sales)
The streets dangerous
She told me I should have a healthy fear
What goes up must come down, believe in karma cause it's everywhere
The homie used to slide up on n*ggas life stair lifts
Finally got him the electric chair
I'm never scared
I done been through every hurdle
I can show you about leg dispersal
One big shot for this b*tch Spawn (spine), it's the epidural
Bet I murk you
Tryin' to stop it, is not an option
That's my kind of logic
For yo' information, 'Lyt (light) goin' through it; fiber optic
Die for profit
Soon as they send the payment I hit the pen and paper minutes later
This a favor
I'm a killer
He said, "Over my dead body"; defibrillator
Lift the K up, dump a half clip in him
Paramedics doin' all they can
Workin' fast fixin' him, while the fam' witnessin'
We gon' be surprised if they bring you back 'Lyt (light) like Aunt Vivian
I'm who you can't win against
I can't sit and make this up
Your manager and did some dumb sh*t, split the label up
That sh*t was lame as f*ck
I mean he the one that should get the- open hand, fifth or the deuce
Cause you was playin' with SZA (scissor), paper, Punch
JAB!
n*gga got set-up by the Iron and froze up; Don King
JAB!
You went too far to take it back; it's a drawstring
JAB!
You gotta find it in yourself to make it out like a Saw scene
Overhand!
You'll never see Top Dawg again like Rawsteen
They done brought the best here to smoke you
TEC airin' on you
They say that Kendrick shouted you out at the award show
Let's see if he speak at the next ceremony
It get that deadly for him
By the time this round end, they gon' lay you in the ground twin
Playin' violins
I show up like a devout friend
Givin' hugs, even extend my hand to Punch; Dhalsim
Round spit, sit you in a casket
Talkin' close range, split a n*gga cabbage
Unlock the pistol, send it to ya attic
Only one drop a n*gga; Viixin The Assassin
We get crackin'
Y'all dawg fake
You should've played with somethin' else, it would've been a lot more safe
Patent leather 11's, stomp your face
Soon as I put the Jordan Down; Concord Grape
But aye, I really need to stop rappin' about killin' because I'm gettin' mature
I mean the old me would've hit him with the knife game, got rid of the boul
Hit him some more
I would've took the knife out and ran it back in the day when I was young, I'm not a kid anymore
I be spittin' for sure
What he said it don't matter
I got hidden jewels in store like a shop lifter, but you'll probably catch him on camera
Your death will go faster
It's dark kind of energy
Get popped cause I got all kind of shot types for enemies
Suppressor on a Glock, that might get rid of him
All you heard was a whistle, then a flash 'Lyt (light); Top Flight security
Is you kiddin' me?
You know what I ain't get?
Is how you try to call out Tay Roc for some gay sh*t
You the one that wanted to date men
f*ckin' punk
'Lyt was turned on by Puff, like a vape pen
(Hmmm. hmmm. Hmmm. It all makes sense)
J1
Infatuated with all these f*ckin' gay punks
You probably even wanted to sit down and perform with Tank like Dave Blunts
Say somethin'
I told fam' I'ma take him out
Trollin' or not, there's certain things a man shouldn't play about
Time

[Round 3: Daylyt]
Question, how did we fell in love with the devastated?
The devil stated elevation becomes the cripple
Rum, you the ripple effect of the slum god
Happiness, that's what funds the mental
Mediocre seems to be the oath in today's rap model
You trap, pot hole street rapper, heat clap at the cost his health
You at the point in order for you to feel like you won, you gotta rap like you lost yourself
What happened to wanting to be the best ever
Not just clever, metaphor setups
Short grabs, crowd wows, let you tell it
The lead is how you sell a fight
Mid battles drop every night
We at the point to where n*ggas could never do no wrong although they never right(Write)
We act like the hack-a-life is a n*gga trappin'
True foes every 2 on 2 is a killer clappin'
Too smooth, criminal, Thriller jacket
Guerilla Black it, car schemin' a dealer captain
It's madness, every other weekend it's a n*gga strapped in
His master like, "Kill him, stab him."
Smack is like, "Go get the backend."
You n*ggas ain't nothin' but food for thought
That's why every time we see the App a tight (appetite) n*gga rappin'
The pen is no longer the pinnacle, in the interviews
Twitter Space n*ggas arguin' just to get the views
I get on X, the first thing I hear is, "Put some respect on my name. Stop playin' with my career."
The facts is easy
The facts is greasy
We at the point to where it's only one Yunus up and comin' and the rest all talk-to-em's
Cause that's just easy (Eazy)
It took somebody else b*tchin' to point out it's the chicken
Now we ain't got nobody else left in the kitchen
With the recipe to be the best MC, just death in definitely
I mean you lunch, dinner, I scream, "You brunch"
I'm back around (a round) without a single hunch
Look how I've got 'em entertained Rum
I'm back around without a single punch
About killin', dealin', ops slidin', Glock firin'
None of that Top and Roc violence
Pure skill
Most of the time these n*ggas are not rhymin'
I'll give you some new words; anti-disestablishment
Griot, perplexin'
Look, there's a n*gga in the crowd like, "I'm not buyin' it
Look, just because he got a whole bunch of big words don't mean he's sayin' some sh*t."
Well just because you don't understand don't mean he not dyin'
I grace this space for those that embrace the taste of the loom line
To whom I'm considered the doom sign
17th century was the first Apollo, cause that's when they fell in love with the moon shine (moonshine)
Which led to you Rum
Treason for all
Timberland without a treadin' shoe
The bootlegging crew became popular
Binoculars gave us far sight
You gave us scarred might
In a bottle swallowin' to get to the hard nights
By the time the Spanish arrived
Seemed to be a line with us vomiting sick
You think we gave up everything?
n*gga we ain't just callin' it quits
The poison we had it covered
The fall of the brothers technically started with Nit'
So this the part that we think about
It's the drinkin' route that we adore
Fight with the high socks is the free decor (Cor-)
Tez got all our people floored
Battle with Rum every week
That's what he was designed to do, the n*gga poor (pour)
Forgive me Lord
But he who ban Allah for man dollar is the Shambala
To bet (Tibet) Rum in a time of jubilee? Only the true believe
You better take heed, sh*t
It's grace knowin', in order to have a great showin' it's acedoben
You can't be afraid to bleed kid
I'm a monster with this ink pen
Let's have a drink then
Toast high, Rum get a couple on the double it's a meek goin' deep sin
And to think, you my very first drink
And in order for me to return they brought the bank
And now y'all at the Brink of extinction
I smell death
Carriages to the heritage that we've shunned
I oppose as you, the poise have it inherited
Paired by the mariners that we hung
The arrogance of the tongue
Rum, behold, you my very first shot
Oh the narrative has begun
All thoughts garrotted
Imperative thinkin' as we weaken the ditch build
Rum on the house, I doubt it's the Carribean pushin' 'caine
The pain come from being this still (distilled)
This feel unbalanced, stirring Rum gal in (gallon) the mix
That's unleader (un-liter) like
We despite those we imagine a Cris'
Blend in Mr. Thin Pen
The only way him'll last (molasses) is if his palate get picked
They wish you would(Wood) Rum
Dark carried us
They released the kraken in a time we controlled all areas
Before the flavor was mesquite, or (mosquito) pre-Malaria
Rum was the Aryian plot to cause mass hysteria
The block got hit by the perry fairy dust
So I must carry the body of Sumeria with a message so fruitful it'll bury (berry) ya
Throat burn tempted, but my thoughts firm, meant it (fermented)
I never whine (wine)

{Daylyt starts talking to the crowd}
Daylyt: I'ma show you how to 3-0 a n*gga with one round
Guy from crowd: It's too late
Daylyt: No it ain't. No it ain't
Rum: It's definitely too late brother
Daylyt: No it's not
Rum: Definitely too late brother. Too late brother


My thoughts firm, meant it (fermented) but never whine (wine)
It's only gonna make the trouble narrow
They done put an old Grape in the setting that lead to the destruction of the beloved pharaoh
I'm just tryin' to get bro to listen
It's the prohibition, the only thing I got for Rum is a double barrel
Still Rum
Before they would come gunnin' it was you who would come gunnin'
As the first shot put us in the worst spot to align the purists
Mind delirious
Bang, turn you to your first name a whining (wine and) spirit
I'm bottled up, without the Moscato tucked
Let's see if G last, I hurt n*ggas
Murder pride, certified, dirt digga
Spin Rum with the K, I murk n*ggas
Diabolical, high and hollow you
Tied in a box if you try to follow suit
Are you dumb?
Guaranteed box, you already knew Rum
Peer pressure could never move me
In a time where the whole country get tipsy, I just see a Shaboozy
I get wicked off top, this is God's mic
Allah strike
I O.D. on Rum, y'all should've known it would be a bar fight
Spill Rum, somebody hold my drink
Who the f*ck is this goof?
I got 'em all under the influence, everything in my substance abuse
Know Day' be truth
I would've took the Lux n*gga but you know the Grey be Goose
100 round drum for Rum
How only 20 kill him? He was 80 proof
I gotcha
This what battle rap look like, these are the imposters
Gun Bar what?
No weapon formed against me shall prosper