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lirik lagu danny myers vs. hnh zeek – gates of the garden

[round 1: danny myers]
“hnh”
rhymes perfectly with, “your style is ancient h”
sports references
from a n*gga who never went pro, but be on the court hecklin’
level him, i could have the big can stretch you
or hit this cincinnati n*gga with the handle like nick van exel
i knock about six d*mn vessels
is this what your squad influenced?
you went through all that training and large improvements?
yo’ city tryna reach the major leagues, you think you got the bars to do it?
you’ll never lead cincinnati to the promised land like marvin lewis
i can coach you, you not as real as me
you ain’t witnessed the cold cycle i lived to see
i saw my oldest idols drop in misery, sit with me
i can tell you tales of watching fiends do a million hits before goin’ viral became a possibility
these are the thoughts i try to block from memory
but as i sleep these scenes play in my mind like a documentary
constant imagery, since birth, before i even touched the streets
the doctor told my mama to push, and it stuck with me
you got a receding hairline!
that’s the same way this path came true
cause you think you got it all up here, but the dread starts halfway through
i am a sight ya spirit can peak into, i’m breakin’ ya pivotal defense through
two fire rounds out the sky like the wheels of ezekiel, i will biblical sequence you
even if ya criminal speech is true, you not convincing at all
you reaching, cool? but i got mines and nine tenths of the law
my mind denser than y’all, they knew this lame was weak
chris rock just starred in spiral and his characters’ name was zeke
stay with me, it’s metaphors what i do with a rap
my conclusion is that, really, that’s literally the only time i’ll ever see you in a trap
y’all know what i was doin’ with crack?
team of pirates, to the point my lawyer couldn’t accept no cases
i had to bury (barry) bonds for all the n*ggas i stepped on base with
faced with…obstacles, like a bungee cord the way i rose from the problems
cause my connection helped me bounce back when i was this close to the bottom
lift poles when i spot ’em
rifles to hit n*ggas outta reach with
my guns just like yo’ slogan, i got elite sh*t
this what you can’t compete with, the fact that you won’t survive
it’s a mind of it’s own in this mac though it’s a strap it reminds me of maximum overdrive
tactical soldier ties; militia boss, kalashnikov
i had the game mapped out knowing the risk involved
n0body can spit this raw
amongst this, ain’t no content in ya punches
the machine makes me pose like this…i call it substance (sub stance)
these people grasp my words
dope bars from hnh is what we have not heard
you never can tell, i’m next to the bird like kevin mchale
hnh spirit get stuck between heaven ‘n h*ll
you’ll never prevail, get turned into a corpse when the full dumpin’
they like “d*mn, why his muscles so stiff? i guess he pulled something!
bar god
they say, “h the new wave”
that got me more calm
the last n*gga that tried to get 80 off a pill was an oxymoron
horrifyin’, i’ve seen things to convert me
the perkys got young n*ggas considering dying a old age in they 30’s
what made ’em think he was worthy? i’ll exterminate his crew
last time i saw h bomb was the opening scene in terminator 2
i’ll am the burner straight at you, about to cl!ck it and pop it
but i don’t see zeke as a problem when this dread head n*gga go to sleep in a bonnet
ain’t no need for readin’ the comments
he on the ground with this sh*t
thank the lord he don’t got another round of this sh*t
yikes!

- gates of the garden

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