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letra de speed demon - dna tru lyricist

[intro:]

what’s up, fam?
yeah, check it out
back one time for your mind
it’s your boy, dna
a.k.a tru ripsta
a.k.a tru lyricist
a.k.a i will rip your head off if you think you’re going to see me on this mic
you know what i’m saying?
and a lot of these rappers in east texas ain’t even on my level
they ain’t really messing with me like that
we’ll see if you can wrap your mind around rap
we’ll see if you can keep up with this
the speed demon, you know what i’m saying?
can’t control me
uh, yuh

[verse 1:]

ya’ll like that style? good
cause i invented it, and in a minute – imma diminish it
i said: i invented it, and in a minute – imma diminish it
when i come with the venomous lyrics you hear with some timid ears
why you running like a nemesis? gotta tell me this
[?]
the miminal when i sending him into an aluminum wrap to plastic
and taking the rap sh-t, a spectacular blast
it is dna coming and bringing it nasty, because-
n0body bringing it better than mine
breaking your neck and i’m ripping your spine
it’s dna running up in the b-tch with a clip and i’m ready to bust up a 9
i’m a legit baller
running up out of the game when you’re hearing the switch-up, been hitting em 3’s
similar breeze, n0body bringing it better than me
there’s n0body bring it better than dna running up in to the game with a clip
and i’m taking your b-tch and i’m making her [?] the end of my d-ck
from the way that i spit on the mic, i’ll be keeping it hype
when i’m running up into the game and i’m ripping your wife

[verse 2:]

when i step into the booth, i be spitting it every way
kick em with the lyrical wizardry that i spray
motherf-cker’s ain’t a thing, yet they really wanna play
with the d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-dna
hey, what? this one’s for the new boys
out of line, but they get to feeling like a [?]
they was surrounding it, til i’m shining like a blue royce
step up in the booth and them i hit em with the screw [?]
let me give you a new choice
you better get to ducking cause i’m coming, do the hunting for the 2 points
with the anthropological molecules that follow and body you up
n0body bringing it better than mine, so who was the [??]
but soon they’ll be thinking i’m playing
i’m a lyrical g*nius so listen to what i be saying
i hit you like a tennis racket or just like a racket tennis
i spit dyslexia, [?]

[bridge:]

haha (lyrical murderer)
yeah, you know what i’m saying? (yeah)
sh-t, that’s just a taste of lyrical venom for your -ss (lyrical venom)
but now it’s time to cut the bullsh-t and pull out my toolkit, uh

[hook:] (x2)

everytime i see a motherf-cker
they coming around me, telling me that i’m never gonna make it
but i gotta keep on pushing, i gotta keep my head up
when i say i’m focused on one thing, that’s my goal
i’m never gonna let a motherf-cker stepping, controlling my path
and laugh, thinking they gon’ break me
dna, i’m way too [?] up in the motherf-cking hater’s
what i said: that imma never let it go

[verse 3:]

they telling me i’m never gonna make it from the way that i be spitting
but i really don’t believe em
so i gotta go and get the evidence out of the evidence room
it’s a machete, ‘s up and ready, i’m a serious loon
howl at the motherf-cking moon cause i’m a beast-
that’s ready to feast, coming to the peak off of my leash
i’m ready to lash out, ripping til you p-ss out
from the monoxide busting when i let the gas out
i’m agile, you know when i step on the verse
and have you walking through the verse and now you’re looking kind-of thirsty
f-cking with the dna? you’re f-cking with the wrong man
when i’m on the microphone, i hit you with a strong hand
i’m a ripster, mister true ripster
to get to hit you like twista, ripping to pieces
i’m affinity, believe in the writing [?]
slow motion, still k!ll em

[bridge:]

uh, lyrical murderer, baby
you know what it is

[verse 4:]

but a part of it remains, when i’m leaving the -rs-nic in their brain
coming at me like a zombie, imma talk about the pain
but it will remain sane, playing with your [?]
please, you gotta [?] leave a glitch in the mainframe
flamethrower showing, i will hold the heat when i flow it like a poet
i know it’s crazy, but crazier when i wrote it, like i-
go to motors that’s colder than north dakota
motor roller, you a [?]
no one notice, cause i do without anyone knowing
i stick it through your hood like jason bourne and come back for the money
i get you cornered, eating you like corn-on-the-cob
i make your girl watch while i make her slob on my kn-b
boppity-bop-bop, keeping it going and give her the d-ck, keeping her moaning
off of the [?], give her the d-ck and [?]
speed it up, but i’m thinking
you can’t keep up with me? you better start blinking
pumped up in the mind, what the f-ck were you drinking?
i hit you with another rhyme, leaving your head shrinking
one shot to the [?], dead like abraham lincoln
razors sinking in your wrist til you bled on the sink
with the blood on the meat, get the [?] in the fridge
and you bugging again cause i’m loving the [?]
these sl-ts don’t pretend when i bust at your end
[?]
if i gotta get you, imma hit you with a dirty dozen
these motherf-ckers will never wanna see me when i’m buzzing
i could slow it up – if you feel me, throw it up
if a hater talking down on the hater, i’m blowing up
and i don’t have to enter the vicinity for my enemy
i just set a proximity mine and wait til they come over mine
so i hope that you remember this rendering remedy
that [?] if you ever think you’re coming for mine
it’s dna, you motherf-ckers better recognise
i’m coming gutted with a cutter, imma take your eyes
i [?], then identify your f-cking lies
n0body bringing it better than mine when i spit these f-cking rhymes
come at the town like a ticking time bomb, ticking, tickity-tick-tick
tick-tickity tick-tick, boom
i’m clearing up bodies as soon as i step in the room
i’m -ssuming a monsoon is coming very soon

[outro:]

man, what’s up, baby, what’s up with it?
come on, test me, come and see me
come and see me, i’m the lyrical genie
i eat you like a hot dog weenie
man, i’m feigning for a bikini so let me hop in my lamborghini
and head to the beach – eating some rice, chicken, and zucchini
what the f-ck?
don’t give a d-mn, i’ll rap all day, baby
dna, all day in the hallway
get at me

- dna tru lyricist

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