DNA spittin “Look What You Did To Me remix”

[Chorus:]

They tell me "put the mic down, and it won't hurt no more"
But the only thing I really seem to understand is settling scores
Them YouTube haters trynna tease me
I'll open up their body to any dead haters around me
Them haters trynna frow me but I can't get caught up
Bitch I'm bout to blaze it, blaze it, uh

[Verse 1:]

Chilling [?], keep it on the low
Still I, everyday, trynna make dough
I really don't know who my friend or my foe
But a motherfucker better recognise that I know the difference between the real and the fake
"Give me this", well here's something to take
This big N-O when I step in your place
And I tell you to go 'fore I fuck up your face
[?]
But if they pull, then I might lose my cool, you don't want me to lose that
I may be small but my heart is huge
My bite ain't worse than my bark, my dude
Light my fuse and you'll see me blow
If you a female, you'll see me flow
You'll see me show you that I don't take no rude disrespect from no woman or no dude
Who thinks they really know about me?
DNA's whole mentality is something that they could never define
So take a glimpse when I writing these lines
Spitting these lyrics, delivering rhymes
From the originality out of my mind
I'm not out of my mind, I'm deep in the abyss
So you better watch out, better not get me pissed
I'm as real as it gets, I'm a hundred percent
Don't get me bitter, there's no hesitance to put you and your friends in an ambulance
You don't really wanna test these hands, so dance
You can't get on my level, and if you can-
I'll fuck you up until you can't advance
I'm a man that stands for the [?] song
That ain't the same as the world I'm on

[Chorus:]

They tell me all the dissing ain't good for me
But it drowns out the vision of these bastards
It's either my mic or your mic, that's right
I'm gon' let you have it

[Verse 2:]

Ain't got time to take in what you want to hear
Just got time to take in what you're gonna hear
I ain't gotta sit around the lot of you just to make you feel comfortable
Bitch, you ain't my dear
You ain't ever wanna wake, got the [?] I'm seeking
Sound in my cell every time you speaking
[?]
Click ignore every time you peep in
[?]
Girl, it's easy to see like plain view
If I can't click into my thirsting
What makes you think our sex can hang too?
Shame you don't know about it
No lying bout it, your soul was downing
But you're mine so I found that it's fine
What the hell, am I me? I'm about to be under the ground
In one second so I gotta enter this millisecond
We in a bad situation, I'm elevating
Letting you [?]
No more feeling this, time to kill the bitches
Just gotta put an end to the woman that I met
Tell her "we are not feeling the same"
I'm not a player, I'm just not getting played and that's finning the game
Girl, I'm not trynna hurt you
I'm trynna be honest, I'm trynna be true
It's hard for me to do, so please accept it
No more sex cause we neglected
Doing it when you cannot handle it
Putting you up in emotional stressing
Put your clothes on girl, what you doing?
Like you living in the Twilight Zone

[Chorus:]

D to the G to the P
To the E to the N to the D
DNA's a true emcee
And that's all I ever will be
Bitch, these haters don't know about me
But soon, you all will see
That I'm real and real is me
All the way from 9-0-3, huh

[Verse 3:]

I done heard a lot of rap cats doing it big
And to all those cats, I tip my lid
But nobody doing it like this
Gonna be flipping and ripping the lyrics off of the grid
Taking your spirit, I stare in the mirror
To battle myself because no one comes near
And I'm keeping it real while I'm making a mil
All them faking it will decease when I kill
I speak for the thrill of the silent responses
They listen, they chilling, they turn up the volume
People that's hating, I just say "fuck all you"
But you can't hear the hate cause all the cheering makes all the hate silent
Even though all you haters are standing beside them haters that's hating on me
I'm waiting, homie, after the show - we're gonna take a moment
For you to get all that shit off of your chest
I'm ready to kill them and lay them to rest
Fuck with the DNA, you fuck with the best
Southside lyricist, Tyler Tex'
Give me the microphone, I rip minds with it
Leaving you face-down in a pile of shit
Get ready for the take-down, [?]
I'm taking a motherfucker to the depth now, bitch
I set my lips an inch away from the microphone and then I throw up hand grenades
Get ready to evade cause I get the pins in my teeth and I got cans of gas on stage
A massive rage, my ass in flames, I spit but more wanna ask my name
Tell em it back at a rapid pace, it's d-d-d-d-d-DNA, aye

[Chorus:]

Me, bitch
You don't really wanna get to fucking with the way I be doing it
All the way from Tyler Texas, motherfucker spitting the lyrical fluid
Bitch, I'm in the booth again
Coming to leave em toothless again, cause I'm the motherfucking DNA
They don't really wanna get to fucking with the way I spray all day
In the 9-0-3, now I'm coming to bust you all now
Best believe when I step up to em, they fall down
I'm a lyricist, bitch, you besta respect it
Never neglected Tyler Texas
Just put me in your deck
You won't eject it, motherfucker

[Outro:]

Bitch
Tell me put the-
Bitch