Danny Myers vs. Oppa

[Round 1: Danny Myers]
Y’all niggas finally got a point on the scoreboard? I really wanted to boo the guy
Ol' Dragonball character, if you think you can beat a serious B Magic you smoking buddah (Buhda) Kai
Who am I?
You was playing 2K during our faceoff, and killing Myers was ya plan?
Bitch I’m from the 80’s, you get 3 shots in a row, they yell “He’s on fire” then it Jams
I’m the Messiah in this land, this nigga is synthetic
Just like NBA Jam, he ain’t did nothing cold (code) but he already big headed
Shit hectic, It’s EFB versus EFM, what squad dope as ours
Hold ya vote, I control his fate as I display this show of power
Approach 'em proper with scopes and choppas
They gone find the bones of Oppa in Opa Locka and Okinawa
Close synopsis, ya whole mеtropolis won’t survive this
The moment God
Castеd out Satan and he figured out how to open locks and make Earth his throne
Was the same season Jesus had my soul concocted
How ya flow the hottest
When all you did was took every nigga style to hold it hostage?
Greedy got you this battle, your bro decided to show ya promise and grow ya progress
But you had no hopes of thrivin’ against the Yoda minded GOAT of rhymin’
In the drought of lyricism I created an oasis with ‘08 shit
It’s no way it’s a way, to convey or persuade
The brain to thank you can say
A phrase at the same rate, or the grade or obtain the state of my fame
Trace or trait, or language explained
To say you’ve sustained the label to place you anywhere near the fate of the great I’ve became
How are takin’ this pain?
You don’t need the Oracle to say that you’re done
It's a bald head man on the other end of the phone giving directions to the nigga they think is The One
Bar God!
I remember being on a 10 speed as kids leave school
Watching 10 ki's move, blowing bubbles of Big League Chew, nigga just be you
I’m here for the crown, I ain’t concerned with clout
Unless you come from a neighborhood with no outlet you don’t know what my turn about (turnabout)
Through word of mouth, I was the nigga that Saran the packages in van and Acuras
I made my plug Hugo Boss before I ever was a brand Ambassador
I demand a massacre, you tryna plan attacks with a-
Man who’s blood line from the land of Africa with the lifespan of Dracula
Here’s a fact for ya
I’m battling a nigga that claim he slang and make shottys clap
I sold treys of boy in the same alley the boys showed Tre the dead body at
My brain scans portray an insomniac, I am a beast
You impersonate everybody, well impersonate this TEC-9 (Tech-9) and die in ya sleep
I am elite, I am the leap between human beings and being human
You are seeing fusions between physical matter and three illusions
They said this nigga from EFM been going crazy, he spitting bars effortless
I had high hopes for him, I ain’t want to be a pessimist
My nigga straight up asked me “Are you down with 'O.P.P.'?“
I said “Yeah, you know me for being TREACH-EROUS “
I set precipice, I don’t care about the Glock the dude holding, let’s switch to the doctor view focus
They got em on top of the table tryna check Oppa rate as they operate
Putting wires through him cause I’ma give Opp a tomb, soon as I get a opportune moment, nigga!
As my cocoon opens, I’m the true Omen
Hardbody like they removed Stonehenge and infused Conan
Tools blowin’, big square shit, aim it at ya mama’s top
Off one call, look like they bringing back the Vonage box
When will the drama stop?
These niggas palming Glocks, I ain’t believing em
I’ll knock his mama down, then ring over his Earth like Elysium
I was like you when I got on, hungry, I wanted to battle Hollow when I cooked Rex
They said I was corny, like my yelling was a problem and I took that
Now everyone’s doing Parallel Universes
Sasquatch, they created a whole cast to follow in my footsteps
You look death in the eyes, when will these fools learn?
You’re dealing with a novelist whose poetry is only rivaled by Jules Vern
You wanna play right?
Wait, Jules Vern was a novelist who wrote poems and also was a playwright
You hearing this Daylyt?!
I’ll kidnap his child, off the fact I don’t know you
Even after the Amber Heard, there will be a severed finger, these are the depths (Depp) that I’ll go to
And it’s mo’ too, my niggas caught cases trafficking white
Or ran and got a gun after a fight
The time they looking at more than half of they life
It was literally Mo’ niggas looking at bars then the niggas that’s rappin’ tonight
I live a savages life
But you on the ground with this shit
Thank the Lord he don’t got another round of this shit
Yikes!