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mastamiind - dna (remix) lyrics

[hook]
this is that real sh-t, building up real sh-t
picking peppers, for peter, pipe her, pen sh-t
pimping, and simplistic pickings, pick apart the pit
or pick a lock, and key him, oh god!
ya’ll slipping, like you not appealing
ready for the k!lling, ready for the millions
ready for the fillings, like i’m at a dentist
i be making noise, like onomatopoeia

[verse]
like it’s never been about that
should i really announce that?
i’ve been sk!lled, since i left out my fathers nut sack
real sh-t but pause, i be getting rap n-ggas upset
cause i’m the youngest n-gga, doing no set
a n-gga be silent, i’m a no say
but i’m bout to show n-ggas, that i murked rap
give a f-ck bout a enemy
only care bout my inner me
giving remedies, i’m a ent-ty
i use the good in me, but when a n-gga
get a little bit p-ssed, then i might have to aim my pistols
up entering, i might aim with a 3 just like i’m reading leviticus
got a b-tch that dominican, and the p-ssy i’m ending it
when the -ssh0l- is in the building, you know that i’m k!lling it
when i’m in the business, i’m a k!lling ya many man
ya’ll are mouses, f-ck ya spouses, i’m a mormon
need 4 houses, f-ck allowance, if i need money
i get it, i guess i’m just money couching
i’m immortalized, real like them older guys
shout out, to nas, and big daddy kane
not to mention raekwon, them n-ggas rapped at face
3 og’s in one, puff, big, and mase
i don’t wan’t another n-gga try to rap fast
and if anybody do, they getting back slashed
all these n-ggas they goin talk but pause and back down
get back up, and they will go back down
and my flow echo like surround sound, ok
n-ggas near me with they bars, say they rap at heart
but to me that be noise hoe, i call that surround sounds
i don’t point fingers but i’m appointed
this smoke in my bones, i’d say it’s jointed
i want every dead bolt rapper to rest in peace
need to focus on these bars, with they adhd
i’m running the beat ya see, i cut the piece
with the peace, piece of me, and peace
all black, push ya melon in, n-ggas gonna bite
the apple that adam and eve bit in
but that’s different sin
2 times the liking of these apples
i gotta pair em out, ya’ll cats be outta oxygen
that sh-t’s approximate, i guess my punches aired it out
got so many dreams, i have 4 bank accounts
cause of my parents, and if i don’t prove
that i got success, then i guess i’m a be more broke than you
and that’s just something that i will regret, f the world!

- mastamiind lyrics

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