Dundash Squars

By Daylyt

On Jesus Is King

Released on September 16, 2019

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[Intro]

I don't even know why I'm doing this

They probably gonna call me a bully for this one

But y'all told me to pick on somebody my own size

But wait, didn't you say he was bigger than me?

Haha


[Verse 1]

Why would you test me and say that you blessed me, say that you fed me

You must’ve been snitching, boy, I been itching to let lead speak

How did you pop when we all knew you was a deadbeat?

You look alive on your block Toronto squares and y’all let niggas in this position with McDonald’s hair

Plenty clowns with Big Mac’s, but I don’t care

It’s just another death, get him outta here

Oh they ain’t listening, making these listings of Top 50’s without my mentioning, boy I must go at you

God bless you with rapping your talents are scripted, you see what this Crip did

It get cryptic, I’ll cripple the greatest

One of the largest rappers really my biggest of fans

Don’t doubt me, but I don’t see him as competition, labels back end

Every battle I had, you paid to back it, why would you front in the forefront what is all this for, okay

You running shit, but you been running man challenging rappers

Running mans a challenger, dodging rappers this caliber, Excalibur

I would swore that this talent pool cool, you can have the floor

I’m still creating these flows, oh you get the baddest whores pregnant

This segment a segue, you came to Will to get that last beat but you was ass cheeks don’t get yo ass beat

You in Day way, day one songs looking tricky pick me, cash me out you in position that’s what you rappers choose to rap about

You having fun, but you funnel prisons with your prism lyrics

Standing here, but I still don’t hear you


[Verse 2]

Vlad got em thinking that I am one of the Goof Troops, just wait

Every foe I had all got hit wit the duece-duece, it’s Grape

Segregated from old ways when I went back to Mapquesting

Cats question my sanity when I have black questions

I can’t rest, knowing who rested, I’m not interested

Some have survived but see the rest dead and some get arrested

Stuck in the slump, questioned all that my OG’s have taught me

Got me thinking what if this is really the police who taught me

It’s Pita rolls on the payroll orchestrate and create funeral orchestras

Well it ain’t no orca present, Willie was gifted before he got lifted off of the rocks chasing that white kid face in the projects sniffin’

Every dope line that I write for him this shit is different he told me be dope, never do dope, stay on a mission

But these hoes legs gave me suspicion, they walking in thongs, butt crack all in my home, it’s levels to raise

One came for roaches and one to approach us hoping Watts is culture shocking

We stuck with the vultures, coppers, locc’ers, hop in the whip and it’s drive-by’s right on our cousins

Stuck in hard, ride by firing bussin’ the firemen rush in

How we expectin' help when the firemen are Russian?

Remembered they sprayed us when was fussing 'bout our equal rights, but I don’t write equal for whites who evil, I evolved my hatred

I know this all is The Matrix


[Verse 3]

Mink coats make us think goats, but that’s when a animal dies

Life in or out, who in the mood for some animal fries

Beef cooking, shooken the planet with heavenly wordplay

Can’t no nigga say that he birthed Day I age for the better, gambling for the cheddar

Bobbing for apples, these are Snapple facts what you rap hoes rapping Rabbi’s

Philly our eyes, God’s Plan maybe mistaken, I never beefed with Canadian Bacon, awakened

Too many diamonds in the rough they under pressure they dying to shine

Implying that rough living and tying to Spot if I psychos white folks buy it, they love us talking bout us killing each other

Look whose signing us that’s a sign know Assyrian trusting

You heard my Leakers shit we just in incredible moments

Gaining credibility as I come with every song lit

Heavy as heavenly Horus amongst the China harvesting, never went to Harvard, the hardest in the artist bracket

Rap shit a artisan, fiery diary

Why would you try me you diarrhea cats boy? I been running shit for too long

Pep talking with Pepto boy let go

Your bark don’t scare nobody, they sell your kind at PetCo

It’s easy to sell out when you a sellout from the set though, our sets different in action

Acting for traffic if you get the red light then it might become some static

Shocking, this black boy electrifying oh they done let Watts in

How do you not expect me to tower over who not kin

Had Cousins knockin’ me since I got in the game, but look at my door, all of em knockin'

Straight to exit, tickets are must sold out the shows I go straight to the Flexin'

I don’t check in when they bring checks in, just hit songs

The way I’ll write is what I depend on, the best tend to notice it, I’m the one who they owed this placement

Tired of sleeping in the coldest basement, uh