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battle time - dna tru lyricist lyrics

[intro]
sh*t, where they at?
oh, is that them over there? alright
yeah, baby
i see you over there, bring your ass on over here
yeah, it’s battle time
oh yeah, i heard you was talking last week
talking ’bout i was weak, we ’bout to see
nah, ain’t no running, ain’t no “i was just playing”
we don’t have to battle for no bread
i don’t care if you have no money, bring your funny ass over here, baby
’bout to get worked, ’bout to get merked, put in the dirt
know what i mean? you too, get your friends
sh*t, this the real sh*t, baby
man, this the lyrical murda filez
here we go, yeah, here we go
[verse 1]
i swing an axe down on your brain and leave remains at deep gaps
then recap on raps that savagely impact your kneecaps
i breathe rapidly, and leave my opponents staggering after me
which is exactly the time i tragically extract his brain capacity
what i said lacerated your thoughts and left your head lost
two verses equivalent to the sting of a thousand red wasps
my lyrics are like a buffet, i’ll give you all you can eat
man, i’m a wicked magician that catches cannonb*lls with my t**th
i eat weak rappers on the daily, so this ain’t nothing new
my mind controls a cold black hole that’s sucking you through
f*cking with you is like me f*cking with a four piece puzzle
i’ll put you together on the double and pull you apart with no trouble
i exercise my rhymes with divine ways that you can’t define
my mentality grows stronger by lifting weights with my mind
i’m here for the knockout, so before i go * i’ll leave you with a statement
that will dangerously lift you and ddt you through the pavement

[interlude 1]
yeah, baby, what you gonna say? not a b*tch*ass thing
alright, now m* move aside, move aside
yeah, i gotta get your little friend right here (come here)
i heard you snickering, i see you smirking, uh

[verse 2]
i’ll ignore what you’re telling me and restore what you’re selling me
i tore you up with [?] score myself a hardcore felony
give me the melody ’cause i can see that the jealousy h*lla be making you feeling me
now you be sitting at home with a pen and be writing them lyrics you send to the mail to me, uh
i’m your serpent sending you a super urgent message in your section
words splurge into your skin like a deadly hypodermic injection
i went to get ’em, then i scratch them from the list with mysticism
i rip them the instant i spit my first verse to grip this wisdom
i’ve arisen with visions of s*d*stic pencil incisions
potential’s giving them my essential ballistic mental predictions
what, are you kidding? you don’t wanna hear this, boy? you don’t know what you’re missing
you better retreat from standing in front of my heat like a hoe in the kitchen
i hear you ticking, but before you leave * there’s more if you listen
you think i’m joking like a comedy, but this a horror edition
orders conditioned me to spit this in a shorter edition
so you don’t witness this animalistic torture that i’m dishing
[interlude 2]
yeah, now you get your ass on too
aye, where the rest of y’all at?
what, they were scared? they didn’t show up?
well f*ck it, this one goes to the ones that were scared to show up

[verse 3]
don’t even think you have a chance to come in range of my sk!ll
dna, i’m a soldier and i’m aiming to k!ll
aim if you will, you’re out of bullets, and there’s plenty in mine
boy, send him a sign ’cause he’s too blind to see he’s crossed enemy lines
many of times i met punks like this at denny’s, ’round nine
tryna get in old ladies’ panties with his pennies and dimes
when is he finally gonna realise that them b*tches ain’t fine?
nevermind, i’ve just come to find that you’re f*cked up in the mind
time to be serious, i’ma steer this over and leave you delirious
my words evolve and leave all of your brains dissolve when you hear this
i’m near this punk who thinks he’s gonna get a piece of my strength
[?] my [?] and got shanked [?]
stop with the breaks ‘fore i drop you in a coffin of snakes
he’s talking fate, i think it’s time he starts walking the plank
dna, do not attempt, that’s what my name stands for
i’m ready for war, kicking in your front door with a flaming sword
finding ways to speak to you with my mind like the shining
i’ll scare you so bad, you’ll be up under your bed crying and whining
you must be new to this with all your ludicrous half*rhyming
your talk’s cheap, plus you’re all offbeat like some bad timing
get a load of this fool smelling like malodorous corrodedness
holding this mic confused like he ain’t got in the mode of this
i’m the truth and you’re fake mendacious laboratory patient
that i use to conduct experiments of h*llacious brain replacements
i’m a chemical composition of compounds that changes with fermentation
i’ll convert myself to liquid form that’s used for pest exterminations
you gotta come through me to see if you can take on a rhymer
but i’ma tell you that’s like tryna break through the great wall of china
i’ll take your sentence and rearrange it into a superlative statement
then use it against you to where it sends you into a secluded ancient bas*m*nt
i got you locked down so tough, i’m like the louisiana pen’
you can k!ll me before the race but you’re gonna see me in the end

- dna tru lyricist lyrics

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