dna tru lyricist - no limit lyrics
[verse 1: dna] i flow to no limit, the second i go in it, standin’ in a haunted booth with 70 ghosts in it, put a pad lock on the door, get ready for cold spittin’, rip a blue flame verse and leave the mic toast tinted, i’m a hype-mode sinister lyricist, got you fearin’ this, crankin’ the kn-b up on the master limiter hearin’ me undeniably, why the f-ck are they tryna be on my level, levelin’ out the compet-tion with a composition pryin’ their jaws open, leavin’ ’em unspoken in awe, got these haters on my nut sack hopin’ to fall, but i’ma k!ll ’em with a rough track and open ’em all up like sesame sesame street rappers are pests to me, and these rappers that you claim are the best ain’t even impressin’ me, i’ll pay ’em for a verse and make ’em feel like a guest to me ’cause you’re on it with the tru lyricist, you’re gonna remember the slaughterfest of uncommon, anonymous, dominant, first degree manslaughter, like god d-mn, man, don’t bother with this martyr of the game, i’m the son of the father of the flame, better go and pour some water on your brain ’cause i’m the sharper author tossin’ harpoons out a flyin’ saucer ’till i’m slaughterin’ your frame, 17 years in the game, brought up on aftermath, madesicc, and strange, goin’ apesh-t insane, callin’ out twisted insane, but that’s all changed, “how?” i respect him now, tryna mature as an artist and collect my ground, focus on myself and resurrect my sound, remain tru to my craft and hold it the f-ck down, no matter if i’m braggin’ or boastin’ like “what now?” and they say i got an ego for callin’ out people when i leap on the track like evil knievel, and whether i break a bone in the process of doin’ it, be sure i’m still gonna deliver the lyrical fluid, b-tch!
[hook: dna] it’s the dna, you’re never gonna see the day that you can out-do me on a beat, i’m ’bout to each your face, better take a couple paces backwards ‘fore my lyrical mack bursts, don’t make me act an -ss, sir, i’ll make a hater look like an idiot when he’s hatin’ on the master, muhammad ali, i’m faster, watch my let the lyrical, vivid originality hit ’em, they ain’t ready to get up in the ring with ’em
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