[Round 1: DNA]
I said after the Face-Off last night
You better not talk about Charlie Clips, me clappin' the machete, K-Shine, Rain or anything about my mother
Cause I won't let Dan press me about mine
So let's get to the root, cause now you got DNA on site; ancestry.com
It Ain't Hard To Tell, the bloggers Hate Me Now, but I got you to body
Respect, I'll Take It In Blood when I use the shotty
So whoever don't bounce'll get 16; Oochie Wally
They shootin', Made You Look, let's Rewind
I drop the .40 like when Nas was on the run
Cause I know I Can make him eat the (Ether) bullet if you don't Got yourself (Urself) A Gun
Sayin' I'm supposed to die tonight, and I believed y'all Just a Little Bit
But I'll still kill a nigga who gets hyped all the time
Cause this old .50, Patiently Waiting to Back Down whoever thinks my Life's On The Line
After the Julian battle, I said I gotta bomb
I tried to be Cool J, but Mama Said Knock You Out and I'm a Phenomenon
Jordan in '93, you'll drop the .9
I'm in shape to make the .8 point; octagon
Of course somebody plain (plane) figures I couldn't try angles (triangles); polygon
Ain't nobody missin' you when I put you Through The Fire; Chaka Khan
Ten shots, ya son will be facin' five; Ah Di's mom
I'll end this fast, let the .5 peel a nigga; Ramadan
And this can' do (candle) light up the room, I let him bask in the ambiance
In the ring it's Dan and DNA, when it ends it's the DNA of Dan
And he's a strand of DNA, cause I can see the DNA with Dan
And it's DNA, wait, there's a DNA in "and"
And he's a fan of DNA cause there's also D.N.A. in "Dan"
I'm the man, I'm over-disgusted
Heat in his face, I opened the oven
Then it's the Machine Gun for the Kill Shot, you don't want to butt in (Budden)
It ain't a question here (questionnaire), I'll have his shit open in public
Cause now Danny ran (Rand) into a nigga that got the glow wit' the punches
Myers pissed, how you gon' make it to Solomon? I exist
You need a patch, you'll get dragged and drugged, he won't make it to Iron Fist
Try some shit, I have ya shit ringin' from the lobby like checkout shortly
You tried to throw me off guard like, "Let's have a drink Champ", but now ya boo's in the view (booze interview) like it's said by NORE
He's like, "You know how many niggas I killed in Cali for my BM, cuz? Just don't disrespect my shorty."
He thought it was a Game and caught the .50 and the hook, he won't tell another Westside Story
I see son walkin', I play the wall, I check the TECs (texts), the club borin'
And I don't care if he's a Goon', he's a rider (Ryda) that'll take the Drugz off him
His face get a slug, then I take out the judge, I love Boston
I hope my man Deuce well, and two 12's like Bloods talkin'
Whatchu gon' say? "The PG Killer and The Champ shit is corny"?
So you made a bet I'm losin'
Well check the blueprint, you supposed to see changes in DNA, that's evolution
I had problems with the .9, and the other TECs I'm usin'
So I went from two .40's to 4K's, I found a higher resolution
I'm not worried, I'll do fine behind bars; restitution
Ya face get struck, then I make the cut, who's the next recruitment?
Geechi, B. Dot all destroyed, parts of their flesh is ruined
And now the cops gotta form and ID the whole Western Union
Queens what up?
They like, "This nigga trippin'"
I see him wit' his brother I'm 'bout to get a victim
Then I use the Calicoe, and once it hit his skin he (skinny) dippin'
The doctor's get to stitchin', I let it Rip through the mask, I miss the Pistons
The other blade to see how his gut feelin'; intuition
It's the perfect card to get out my bag; mint condition
I don't care if you home or in the kitchen, them last two lines went over his head; Mr. Simpson
I had a leg up since I been back; quick submission
But when the TECs spit, Fresh Prince, I let the shit sing at Will; Nicky christening
I don't care if Danny strapped or he with his niggas grippin'
Cause I'ma get two outta three when I draw; split decision
You'll find out Who Shot Ya when I Kick In The Door, that's Biggie spittin'
But this'll blast your core in the Quad, I'm Jimmy Henchmen
The Ruger is out, it's not just one, I'm puttin' two to his scalp
Yeah it's all California Love, 'til you next to the Dr. with a tube in ya mouth
What I look like loser?
Now ya kids mad at me, you should've put up a good fight sooner
Now they questionin' the death when their dad behind bars; Suge Knight Jr
If you thought you was gon' win, then dream bigger
Cause the west coast nigga just lost round one to a Queens nigga
I said after the Face-Off last night
You better not talk about Charlie Clips, me clappin' the machete, K-Shine, Rain or anything about my mother
Cause I won't let Dan press me about mine
So let's get to the root, cause now you got DNA on site; ancestry.com
It Ain't Hard To Tell, the bloggers Hate Me Now, but I got you to body
Respect, I'll Take It In Blood when I use the shotty
So whoever don't bounce'll get 16; Oochie Wally
They shootin', Made You Look, let's Rewind
I drop the .40 like when Nas was on the run
Cause I know I Can make him eat the (Ether) bullet if you don't Got yourself (Urself) A Gun
Sayin' I'm supposed to die tonight, and I believed y'all Just a Little Bit
But I'll still kill a nigga who gets hyped all the time
Cause this old .50, Patiently Waiting to Back Down whoever thinks my Life's On The Line
After the Julian battle, I said I gotta bomb
I tried to be Cool J, but Mama Said Knock You Out and I'm a Phenomenon
Jordan in '93, you'll drop the .9
I'm in shape to make the .8 point; octagon
Of course somebody plain (plane) figures I couldn't try angles (triangles); polygon
Ain't nobody missin' you when I put you Through The Fire; Chaka Khan
Ten shots, ya son will be facin' five; Ah Di's mom
I'll end this fast, let the .5 peel a nigga; Ramadan
And this can' do (candle) light up the room, I let him bask in the ambiance
In the ring it's Dan and DNA, when it ends it's the DNA of Dan
And he's a strand of DNA, cause I can see the DNA with Dan
And it's DNA, wait, there's a DNA in "and"
And he's a fan of DNA cause there's also D.N.A. in "Dan"
I'm the man, I'm over-disgusted
Heat in his face, I opened the oven
Then it's the Machine Gun for the Kill Shot, you don't want to butt in (Budden)
It ain't a question here (questionnaire), I'll have his shit open in public
Cause now Danny ran (Rand) into a nigga that got the glow wit' the punches
Myers pissed, how you gon' make it to Solomon? I exist
You need a patch, you'll get dragged and drugged, he won't make it to Iron Fist
Try some shit, I have ya shit ringin' from the lobby like checkout shortly
You tried to throw me off guard like, "Let's have a drink Champ", but now ya boo's in the view (booze interview) like it's said by NORE
He's like, "You know how many niggas I killed in Cali for my BM, cuz? Just don't disrespect my shorty."
He thought it was a Game and caught the .50 and the hook, he won't tell another Westside Story
I see son walkin', I play the wall, I check the TECs (texts), the club borin'
And I don't care if he's a Goon', he's a rider (Ryda) that'll take the Drugz off him
His face get a slug, then I take out the judge, I love Boston
I hope my man Deuce well, and two 12's like Bloods talkin'
Whatchu gon' say? "The PG Killer and The Champ shit is corny"?
So you made a bet I'm losin'
Well check the blueprint, you supposed to see changes in DNA, that's evolution
I had problems with the .9, and the other TECs I'm usin'
So I went from two .40's to 4K's, I found a higher resolution
I'm not worried, I'll do fine behind bars; restitution
Ya face get struck, then I make the cut, who's the next recruitment?
Geechi, B. Dot all destroyed, parts of their flesh is ruined
And now the cops gotta form and ID the whole Western Union
Queens what up?
They like, "This nigga trippin'"
I see him wit' his brother I'm 'bout to get a victim
Then I use the Calicoe, and once it hit his skin he (skinny) dippin'
The doctor's get to stitchin', I let it Rip through the mask, I miss the Pistons
The other blade to see how his gut feelin'; intuition
It's the perfect card to get out my bag; mint condition
I don't care if you home or in the kitchen, them last two lines went over his head; Mr. Simpson
I had a leg up since I been back; quick submission
But when the TECs spit, Fresh Prince, I let the shit sing at Will; Nicky christening
I don't care if Danny strapped or he with his niggas grippin'
Cause I'ma get two outta three when I draw; split decision
You'll find out Who Shot Ya when I Kick In The Door, that's Biggie spittin'
But this'll blast your core in the Quad, I'm Jimmy Henchmen
The Ruger is out, it's not just one, I'm puttin' two to his scalp
Yeah it's all California Love, 'til you next to the Dr. with a tube in ya mouth
What I look like loser?
Now ya kids mad at me, you should've put up a good fight sooner
Now they questionin' the death when their dad behind bars; Suge Knight Jr
If you thought you was gon' win, then dream bigger
Cause the west coast nigga just lost round one to a Queens nigga
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