Grind Time Now, DNA, ZM, Rone, Soul Khan - Soul Khan & D.N.A. vs. Rone & ZM lyrics

Yo, I heard Khan beat us
At least that's what Khan tweeted
But awaking my demons isn't what Khan needed
Stand up to me
I'm fiending to have Khan bleeding
I'm not ditching the Brooklyn boy but
I will leave Khan ceded conceited let's go!

And Khan, you couldn't move blocks if your
Voice box was 2Pac's
Nigga, we all know you Amish
Why you fronting
You ain't even got Jew locks
Shit, I will Weird Al Yank this bitch
I came to catch a body in the city
Who the best? Ask AI
The Answer is found is Philly

And y'all impersonate Philly style
You've been watching our vids did Swave
Ars' did Tech when he hollered at him
And your whole second round versus
Me was jocking my spit's
So if you haven't gotten the hint I'm
Saying GET OFF OF MY DICK!

And DNA will come off like
"ZM ain't no tough guy!
He's a cool, calm fellow!
I cut him to the white meatmarshmallow!"

Yo and you went to battle QP out in
The jungle but why go there Khan?
Me and ZM look like tigers when we share Khan
Shere Khan

And DNA take balls to that gap
All day like a goal post
Soon as I grip the four, Ouija Board
Y'all gon' see Soul float

I already destroyed Rone and Soul beat ZM so
What's taking this battle is the worst route
But then I thought if we can get views big
As ZM's stomach then this actually works out
This event was supposed to called
Escape From New York
But it being changed to next
Month was dead smart
Cause somebody with ZM's weight is gonna
Need more than a head start

We the most violent destructive combo
Since Tyson and Cus D'Amato
While ZM only partnered with you cause
You promised to buy him nachos
Fuck a salad Rone
I bet you toss this dudes enchilada
Oh shit, Timon and Pumba, Hakuna Matata

I'm sick, I spit through litigations
Losing all that bad blood and Rone let's just
Say you was in a Tricky situation
We all know he ain't stand a chance with me
It looked like you was dying to go to
The bathroom the way you couldn't handle pee
P

You've eaten all of Baskin
Robbins' 31 flavors
And you joined a soccer team to
Try to flirt with the players
At Penn State Rone works at the
Paper reporting on men's gymnastics
Since when could you major in
Being a tremendous faggot?

Yo, I heard DNA's real name is Eric

Oh shit! no! no! oh shit!

Like the famous singer
But fame is what he lacking
I mean y'all done brought
This nigga to Brooklyn
This the place y'all got Eric clapped in
Clapton i said look, he a wanna be hustler
Nigga you don't know how to sell the blow
You cop it, bring it to Philly
See how fast I get rid of Eric Snow

When we first met
Soul said he'd love to battle a hipster
I thought it's probably auto phobia
That you battle with mister
Yo, look how thick his glasses be
This vintage tattered tees
Soul looks like the prototype of
The fricking hipster factory
So if the trendy were euthanized
Then you too would die
So wishing death to hipsters
Is practically suicide girl

And I don't wanna accuse y'all
Of being gay but fuck!
What else should I say
When Khan is the mad scientist who loves
To dig deep in the DNA
Your flow is just smoke and lights
All these niggas know I'm nice
Now watch me devour Soul like a poltergeist

And you repeat my lines cause you
Know yours are not gonna hit
You made a video blog and you
Gave my partner a diss
But stayed big upping me like
I'm a monster and shit
So if you haven't gotten the hint I'm
Saying GET OFF OF MY DICK!

It's true Rone, I wear big black spectacles
The doesn't change the fact that
This big lacks testicles wait a second Rone
Are you the bitch that
Battled Charles Hamilton?
Or the bitch that threw a fist at the dude?
You'll have to excuse me y'all
I get my bitches confused
And deep down Rone knows that
ZM is just an obstacle
So I would say you're carrying ZM
But well that's physically impossible

I made sure after Rock kept jerking me
I'd never take another loss so this is promo
And you keep saying
"Get off my dick" that sounds very homo
And your name's Zackary Santana
You're from Chester, pA
So how you say you holding it down and what
That overweight stomach is the definition
Of "rolling with pounds"?
You won't get Saved By The
Bell when these shells fling
Cause once I blam the gat it'll
Handle Zack like Mr belding

Kid Caustic challenged Rone but he
Ducked and escaped him
Not cause he thought Caustic could take him
He just reminded Rone too much of
His uncle that raped him
Now I already killed ZM but
He's still massive and stocky
I thought corpses decompose
You're pretty fat for a zombie

The L's
Fight Klub is where your coffin is lying
I thought you was anemic the way you
Took that major loss to Iron
Grind Time's getting along
We could say the hood's emerging
But, you and Kanye West's mom
Both got something in common
Neither one of you did good with Surgeon

Yo, I'll dine on your dinner
Woody Allen I own you
I'm not talking fried chicken but
I will eat Soul food

And I know you used to them dots on your
Face but this red one ain't a blemish
I will test DNA
Then proceed to split him like a chemist

And in ten years
I'll be on Fat Beats selling records
And in ten yearsyou'll still be
In Fat Beats selling records

Nigga I got BARS! You gotblogs

And I got BALLS! You gotbombs

I said look

Yo, check it, y'all are like some guitars
I think that Fender made you
Cause, I'll tune you up
String you out and then Santana will play you

Now tell me the truth
No, seriously tell me the truth
Are you guys retarded superheros that use the
Booth to put your clothes on?
Pointing to the sky like, "Well
If DNA can't do it, soul Khan can!"

And if he doesn't like tooth jokes
I know just what this faggot could do
Stop not having a tooth!

And I heard DNA let bitches piss in his face
As long as they never bleed
She said he got that insect dick
Soon as he fuck her the scent of peed
Centipede

Alright listen, he mentioned them red
Dots on my face
But, you look like a pig bull
If it's beef I got the clip pull
And even with my acne you can't imagine

How many bitches the pimp pull pimple
Now we can make jokes and
Say nobody's fat, broke
Clumsy or ugly as ZM
But with that size weight bro I know
Nothing can get under your skin
I'm on the block and all my shots is vicious
Your buzz is like your neck, non existent

Rone said Prophit wished he was black like
That shit was fact from scripture
Bitch, if they made toys of you
They'd call them action wiggers
Yo, and you dissed Prophit's chin like
It was an incredible flaw
Bitch, you got a bird chest and a pelican jaw

And Rone we already battled and after
What I did to you
Well let's just say you standing
Here today is a miracle
Since he's from Philly I'ma treat
Him like the 76
Player when I get him stolen from bills
Cause first I'ma tie Rone
Tyrone then throw him over the hill

No matter how this battle goes
This shit is amazing cause look
Rone at least has one
Friend that isn't Caucasian