Care 4 Me

[Round 1: DNA] Let's get it started though Word is, you look like Carl Payne from the Martin and the Cosby Show But that just means, you started off as a cockroach and was never clean That's the word of Theo sister, I'm gonna show you how to finesse (Vanessa) a scheme The cops tryna find out who's down with the Homi like Swave Sevah's team But since he looks like Cole, the body surely (Shirley) was never seen Now I will not loose to a nigga when I can see errors (Ciara) and it's not Future Plus everyone in my van draws (Vandross) I guess they forgot Luther I'm in a Lex and it's not Luthor He got a vest, I'm a top shooter For them nicks you'll get robbed early in Queens, this is not Uber Send somethin' hot through ya Hell Rell father, I pop Rutgers And you'll be catchin' 8 dawg (Nate Dogg), cause my area cold (Code) but it's not Luda Writers Bloque y'all I got cooler Danny and Magic helped you get hot sooner Before that, we couldn't see the profile you're just Bloque (block) user Verb was supposed to leave you with the same bed Jesus got But he should stop, we thought he was a beast turns out he just like to eat a lot Well me, I keep the Glock, big cans Shaq soda these'll (Diesel) pop It's not a game, it'll be nothing but blood soon as I see the (Cider) Bloque I'm a G PS, I think I found the block Bow I shoot down the Bloque Then bow I shoot down the block Yellow tapes around the block Weave the punch counter block Cause all it takes is three rights to be around the block Then turn the corner, I'll spin the block Heaven's where I'ma send the block Now bullets is in the black, the size of a cinder block You think you can bounce back on me? Don't even try homes Nigga I'll trampoline any nigga to the Sky Zone Trampoline, bounce back, sky zone, my chrome Nigga plus I came in the war to win (water wind) that's a cyclone Get slick, strap on when I Murder Aves; Ms. Fit I'm the ruler, don't be the one eye left; Slick Rick Ya man get shot, don't even get it quick So you can catch the wrong bullets in (end) Zone pick 6 This 4 tho' (photo) ain't a pic stick This bozo gon' get hit I was cool, now I'm back outta line...slipped disk Still l'l get all of you checked in the hood; dipstick Soon as the fifth spit, you already no fly Zone when you run in the D that's Trick Trick But you got crazy when you battled Lotta Zay, you made that nigga quit I even heard he cried Honestly I was happy cause to me, I never thought the nigga was worth the time But if I throw the towel in, it's two straps over the shoulder when I work the 9 That'll knock the gum out his mouth, now some of y'all missed the perfect line But it's no way I'ma let this nigga beat me nigga These rounds in the tray ain't a CD nigga The mil' will cook fast, that's a TV dinner Round one, he just got smoked by the PG Killer [Round 1: Danja Zone] This a seance... I mean it's good you gave me Eric fam' But that don't make you a Saint, John But stay calm, long as what I jack hot, fuck what's in they palm (Napalm) Street Fighter, kick fire like a liaison for Fei Long Give him credit or leave him alone (a loan) Just checking you can't save dawg Son trust I walk over ya losers which you should bank on Based on bars I site, Godlike, right? Brooklyn for Volume 2? Whoa, I guess he figured M. Carter had a Hard Knock Life Dear God I'm nice! So off GP brother, I'ma lean on his hood like the CD cover Fucker Please nicca, N.W.D (these) sucka After sleep come the deep slumber Nightmare, dream crusher I'm still Freddy even to a Different World weak fucka, that's Cree Summer Seeking Queens was the reason we come to ya city At least a (Lisa) nigga paid ya fee (Jaffe) but John, this what you send me (Semmi)? It's just coming to ummm Eric cause (Coming To America) he dumb and he's silly Switch flix, D on (Deon) speak acting like he keep bustin' the 50 One question you with me? That's Sandra Bullock and the bullet From the hammer shook him, and he took it While his man was looking, like that's cool after I Sandy Hook him I mean even if he saw me with the hands in Brooklyn We still have to hide his body by his Young Kannon footage nigga And every time you spit a written, it really tends to smell Cause every verse laid, mermaid, it's something fishy about your tales (tails) nigga You winning this? A fail, incest how his fam' mate You dying? Like Shine with Bae, bitch that's a mandate (man date) His face? Will get beat to a pancake At least 'till my hand break and have to see the pound wow... that's a secret handshake Should I say terrain? Or show him how to landscape A nigga spittin' crack, I'm tryna snatch a nigga fan base You damn straight, The End Of The Road? Turns Boys II Men What's gon' get the leader of your team homi'd (Team Homi)? My poise in pen (Poison pen) And my voice within? Says your spot doesn't seem apparent So after I sit this nigga down, for your team you can be the chairman Don't even think to compare him to this beast from Maryland They ain't seen a fly nigga drop bombs since Tuskegee Airmen Eric can get his soul send up out this Earth I'll take it to the Max B where Zack be and Kelly Kapowski work Ouch it hurts, but I'm dead nice cameraman Which sucks for you cause I got a dead nice cameraman So me lose to the MadTV logo? Oh hell no Who that decapitate niggas on cam'? Tell 'em it's Cartel hoe [Round 2: DNA] For those that don't know, Danja Zone is in a group called Writers Bloque Y'all niggas wanna know what rhymes with Writers Bloque? A bunch of niggas that write battles together to get higher stock A crew that stole the name from Dipset and you don't have to tell me if I'm right or not A bunch of niggas that never met JR and never been on Writer's block You wanna know what else rhymes with Writers Bloque? Nigga I'ma stop, you got your kid stressed You name Devon Carter right? That was a quick test To prove you're not the first Carter that was known for swagger jackin' from Dipset But what more can I say? Cause he's not a biter he's a writer for his self and... Nah we'll skip those I'll give you the Max B 'till it change your skin tone The .40 Cal hit Danja in the In zone BattleRap.com said that this kid's cold It's not Love & Hip Hop when I let Battle Rap Chris see the Jim Jones But your mother named you and your brother Devon and Aaron Carter Well when I pulled out the gun, they all froze Commodores Hit his baby by the apartment door Lift his roof so it'll be No Ceilings when I give the Carter 4 We all knew you four would jam like Porzingis so start grabbin' a hollow And you gon' need back up so I hope your brother Aaron'll follow (Arron Afflalo) Cause I'm wild with chrome and I'm on point gid, you shoulda left this style alone Stay Melo in New York, cause I done beat niggas from Cal to Rone (Calderone) You won't make it major, a 6 shot come and take it player The rest'll (wrestle) go to the Bayside that's AC Slater I'm old school, Aviator These two 4's your favorite Laker (Kobe) When these mills (meals) come out, it ain't the baconator Scott Hall, come and take the razor Ya man Mickey, that lame a hater I'll give this nigga the Factz (fax) machine and take his paper And you'll get the final four, no college team Buck it (bucket) at his door, Halloween My ave real (Avril) it's not Lavigne I punch with a boxer speed, cause I'm rushin' (Russian) to kill you; Apollo Creed You Maryland niggas got you feeling cocky in the thing Well tell Roc he ain't the king Plus I keep the steel on me, by now you should see Adonis in the ring But I'm a Bad Boy on the mic and I don't mean Lowry He the 6th man how could Kadeem harm me? He gon' try first with a scheme probably But can't fuck with my verse (My Verse) I know y'all seen Bonnie They said you the battle rapper of the year to make you seem godly Fuck Gracie, they give him the wrong award she should tell my team "sorry" Cause they shoulda missed you with the Crown 2 (too) that's Steve Harvey The beauty palace was called the MissU the event was called the Crown 2 that's Steve Harvey I'm unorthodox, why would I have trouble with Writer's Bloque when I can come off the top? Nigga you in here and still can't come up with a fresh lines in the barber shop? It's round 2 there's no way you gonna beat me nigga These rounds in trey ain't a CD nigga These mils (meals) will cook fast that's a TV dinner [Round 2: Danja Zone] I can't come up with no fresh lines? You tryna compare our lineup? Against Danja you frontin' The fade in the back of that hat is hurt my nigga After this battle ask him to give you a taper or somethin' But niggas got my name in their bars, and I respect it, cause most niggas not as bold But that dumb nigga Qleen, playin' damn and I thought that I was cold (Cole) Coach Carter finna get your all team punished Right before you whoop another nigga ass, you hit 'em with one of these numbers Your team suffers cause now we in the next phase And we can start with I see through every nigga with these X rays but let's play I'll give K-Shine a new keloid Right after I body Shine, that's Bruce Leroy Get drug, no D-boy Too scary to see me? I couple hooks 'll make Shine not seem so Big like Barrington Levy I got hands like Vladimir Tell the guy behind you his time is near Cause he ain't half a psychotic, anti-biotics couldn't get rid of this guy in the rear (gonorrhea) Why they here? They come to see Devon spaz Since he not he (Cincinnati) getting Green like the 2011 draft Eric gassed, DA and (N) JA bound to take DNA out see why I remind 'em of A.J. now? This fraud from Queens fake He gon' take a loss and it's gon' be awkward like he off the clean plate Full of cookies that Paula Deen baked Either way he leavin' here with the Jordan meme face WhichisI retarded and leads to an even harder scheme Wait he's poser, pretender, so I'm supposed to pretend to not know his agenda? It's funny you brought that Rocky shit cause I put up the squeeze on niggas in this ring Just know I'm the nigga they call Zone, the Rocky Balboa constrictor nigga And most y'all remember...he MJ, in like '01, his breads creed to go up against guys so dumb Cause you gon' die, rushin' (Russian) punches but it ain't the fact that Drago won Cause how a nigga comparing himself to Michael be Jordan? against a nigga playing Apollo...son And your broad goes dumb, but I don't hit that we skipped that session Because on the wood she suck, never chew, like Slim and Roland giving Tic Tac lessons But don't get mad stressin', cause I'm the one your girl's chosen The new world looking shaky how I had your earth open, jokin And I wrestled with that rap, cause John has not even seen her (Cena) I'll probably sock her (soccer) for trying to kick it like it got it from FIFA This will go down well with a shell it's not a frutista Spare me how you got you TEC in (Tekken) King blocking your features with a mask Duckin' the Law with a Glock and ya Nina cause who ya (Kazuya) pop in the game besides Heihachi Michima See the hard scheme and bars genius try to block we just charge for the punch like Paul Phoenix He more seasoned, how could I ever be called boring? Cause every bar be (Barbie) over heads its never a dull (doll) moment But focus, give a hand to this dummy like a ventriloquist I control a nigga better than Daylyt and Willie Lynch Not in the same boat with penmanship Like my style is set up to condone pulling out my phone to show you what I really meant Bitch I'm dead nice cameraman, which sucks for you cause I got a dead nice camera man So take a bad lost to Balrog? Oh hell no Snatch his head on cam' and tell him it's Cartel hoe [Round 3: DNA] Now you said battle rap is becoming more and more becoming about angles, well ain't this a bitch? I'm starting to think, everyday that all of us that get in this ring is a bunch of hypocrites Cause I coulda bet my bottom dollar, oh I was for certain that nigga Mook and Zone be with the shit Ironically two niggas named Mook and Danja are the only ones to get pistol whipped, ain't this some shit? But ya'll like Danja Zone got pistol whipped? I mean ya all should know Everybody asking, so here how the story goes Beasley called me I was about to get in the bed He said "As soon as you left the venue that nigga Danja Zone got hit in the head." I said "How? Why?" he said "Cause he ain't paid a nigga back when he was supposed to give him some bread." I said "Is he hurt? Did he get hit in his leg?" He said, "Nah he chillin' at the battle they ain't even have to give him no meds." I said "OK cool, this third round 'bout to be crazy, this nigga is dead." Now let's get to the Math and be fair old (Pharaoh) nigga Cause they said I got pushed by a nigga that's 17 and I ain't do nothing half the battle I guess shit would have been different if I clocked Chess that's Smack apparel What he hit you in the head for? $200? I know the niggas in Queens like he not a G Nigga I don't care about him pistol-whipping you, I care that that was your deposit fee So the battle rapper of the year is getting $200 deposits... Nasty You owe your fans an apology nigga I want you to tell 'em you took that $200 and pass Go a Monopoly nigga I want you to tell 'em you went to Old Navy and a GAP to go on a shopping spree nigga Better yet tell 'em you bought a hundred Powerball tickets to try to get that billion on lottery nigga But I'm only mentioning this cause in the blog you said he'll never get his money back, let's get it clear You was tough enough to show up in Brooklyn 'til you see that pistol near See we use to think you was tough when you was fat but all that disappeared I used to think the old Zone (Ozone) 'll lay a hand on me but now all I see in him is fear (hemisphere) So where is the thug effort you were supposed to let the slug stretch ya Nigga you diabetic, you were supposed to handle that blood pressure But you didn't, Lamont Coleman would have been ashamed to see you wasn't safe alone I mean cause ya heard the song, you supposed to to take a Big L when you enter the Danger Zone But shit was reversed, that nigga had your shit looking like a split screen I mean with all this Big L talking I feel like we should do Ebonics for battle rap in 2016 A porn watcher is a Saga, no 12K is a Danny A reach god is a Dot, a chain snatcher is a Randy A bad event is a Kannon, a guess which room I'm in is a Charlie A Cortez is a vault, a ghost writer is a Ah Di A dance move is a JC, a Mickey Factz is a hater A pistol whipped was a Murda Mook but now it's a Danja I'm a be real with you, I never wanna hear you talking about the lead boy Cause we both got problem with 50 Cent songs Cause I hate Don't Push Me but I know you can't listen to I'll Whip Ya Head Boy It's round three it's getting hot in here, Queens you know my slogan "Get him the fuck outta here!" Hell no get this sucker the fuck outta here After you got hit in the head, you shoulda that $200 the fuck outta here You wasn't smart get somebody else [?] the fuck outta here Enough said now get you and your brother the fuck outta here [Round 3: Danja Zone] The say my setups, too dressed up, well at least when the time's substantial They say I keep 'em waiting on the punchlines all night, now last round was a prime example But you not a fan favorite either, the fans be hatin' you Cause you battle too much, shit everything has been said that I wanna say to you So what can Danja do beside what Danja do and take it to wherever you wanna take it to And that's NYC nigga, with no fear They say "Nah Zone, that's a no fly Zone" and I respect it that's why I drove here When crossing the streets, make sure the road's clear same advice ya tell kids But this time, I brought the mil' to NY same time Black Ice Cartel did Real shit, tell your clique I got the fifth kicking homes like BNE You think I won't invite him in (vitamin) and peel (pill) Well nigga test my G and see (GNC) Or we can speak on how now niggas wanna joke So before we get on another note You brought that Pharaoh shit right? He brought a gun, he knows with these he ain't want to smoke But what happened with you? A nigga saw you with these and punched your tooth down your fuckin' throat Now is that funny? No This nigga had to ask his stomach for his tooth back After gettin' boop bapped, so I assume that You raised racks to drop cash on a gastric bypass Doc's tryin' to help solve your problem where you tooth at You wack and under Clips which was never a contest They even place you under Shine, you come second to non threats Even when it comes to Queens, is he under the Don? Yes You just a motherfuckin' son with an Oedipus Complex But I digress, give that a second to digest I got a free for all feast for y'all, food for thought that ain't all sir (ulcer) to what he's eating off Yo D is lost, I must admit he's outta sync, gotta teach him how to think But if these words start to fade, I'ma empty and switch cartridges like the printer outta ink, nigga And he really tried to link and have dude sponsor Ridin' solo with that Harry (hairy) nigga, nigga that's Chewbacca For the cash dude drop ya I should clap dude partner While I blast Who Shot Ya Then cover my tracks where I shoot up like an addict at a tattoo parlor Nigga, leaving nothing, them bucks head up like I left the meter running My side piece a home wrecker, no need for dumpin' I have more holes (hoes) in your crib than a cheatin' husband But before I leave him, question... What round did you win? Nigga I punch you lights out, you don't even know what round that you in But I'm off that, you just floor mat at The Format So before you even mention a nigga say where you bars at Bang