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dna tru lyricist & micsteam - raw lyrics

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[hook: micsteam]
i just came to get along with you
and dna, i hope you got us all with you

[verse 1: micsteam]
’cause i wanna cut a couple motherf+ckers up in two
micsteam, what’s wrong with you? well, i just wanna get raw with ’em and
why dna doing tracks with a dude that don’t chop when he raps, don’t get many views
don’t get many [?] well, hmm
got a lot of hate, matter fact, in the matter fact:
if i can’t understand the words that you rap to me, you can’t rap when you rap a lot of garbage
it’s catastrophic how you drop a little sixteen, ha, he’s wildly talking
it’s like you made a sundae without the chocolate
maybe one day you will use your conscience
and try to be constant with your content
there really needs to be a consequence for these motherf+ckers bragging with they nonsense no+flow+having ass
pass me the saw, i’ma cut em up in half
then pass me the bath salts, i mix it with the bubble bath
sucking on succotash, you can suck my d+ck you f+cking f+g

[hook: micsteam]
i just came to get along with you
and dna, i hope you got us all with you

[verse 2: dna tru lyricist]
i came to get raw, you came to get kicked in the jaw
like a roundhouse kik+mura
give me the people, i’m leaving ’em [?]
raw like forest law, doing a backflip [?] kicking you all
now should i quit fool with the tekken references?
or should i continue to let it spit like yoshimitsu
i’m too sick to get a grip you, mean zx+14 bike grips like vice grips
sticking you in the eye icicle ice pick
i just want you to realize that micsteam is my sidekick
i see what’s inside him, it’s a ripgut remedy
clarity with the nice spits, he’s a lyrical viking
i get amped up when he mic+grips, lights the track up with mutated lyrical fire+breathing fireflies that might just light up with a brightness
tie up all the hype kids running their mouth about my spits and his spits
pop your mama’s tit out your lips, b+tch
and kids get no tricks in your bowl of statistics
show that you misfits are too misfit to rip sh+t
while i be ripping and giving ’em all a sedative
get on my level, i’m spilling it like stanley ipkiss
this is the sickness, the bodybag zips, this is just ta+tisk+tisk
rest in p+ss, sh+t, blood, vomit, and come get this lyrical ass whooping
i’m raw, come ripping your jaws out
[hook: micsteam]
i just came to get along with you
and dna, i hope you got us all with you



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