URLtv, DNA, Prez Mafia - DNA vs. Prez Mafia lyrics

Ayo, I said it's a lot of niggas in
This crowd and honestly I
Didn't think that y'all come
You know, 'cause we them new niggas
Somebody always got something to say about us
But shoutout to Smack 'cause he
Got the job done dNA -
I got a big gat, no
For you I ain't even have to bring in my gun
Cause the Bronx been killing
Queens since KRS-ONE!
It's time to separate the
Starters from replacements
Trying to put a part in my sentence comma
The K clip that's for the King of Queens
What I deliver is greatness
And what I carry'll put his
Father in the basement
This the nigga they gave me?
Fans treating him like he's some kinda god?
I give this guy no hope


But for the chicken I'mma across his road
Like "knock knock", no jokes i'm deadass
Did you fail science in class?
Cause, I coulda swore to God I
Seen this guy get smoked
And broke down when K shined
On DNA like a microscope
Over there, yeah, that's top tier
And we don't like them folks
They've gotta go
No Katrina when a nigga get bodied home
Y'all ticked off
Cause' he ain't been the bomb
Since he bodied Rone
But here's some messages 'fore
I squash ya fate
I'm gonna take you to where it ain't sunny
The light'll make you squint
But don't guard your face
I got the juice now
Lines hotter than the tropic
Can a nigga say my bars is fake?
But, you ain't catch it
Standing there with the salty face
I said it's gay to rape a bar
But aren't you supposed to concentrate?
I said wait, back to juice
This fiend ache for a clean slate
For peep's sake he owe me money
I said give him time tuh
Only a minute made my niggas snake
I hate to draw a scheme out
And give him a mean shake
But, if I snap, pull out on that bitch whip
Give his V eight (V8)
Something I said
You mad? you don't fuck with my style?
Nigga, y'all about as played
Out as C-A-R bars
And I should know, 'cause I done used them
Ya clown
Ya chick watching me take the win, she'll
(windshield) be wiping me down no jokes
The spokes peep the lines in this round
We all fill (feel) her
They saying I'm all filler not at all nigga
You wouldn't understand, my thoughts thicker
Off nigga your rap is like drugs
You ever had a pound?
Good, 'cause that means you don't know
That it makes more sense
(cents) if you break the shit down
Just get murked when it clips disperse
He only asked for two minutes
Bitch, the shit gets worse

So you URL put Mr woosah vs a vet
So you know I brought bars in here
A nigga that say it's Mr hide My Bars
But then you go describe your bars
And y'all are confused and always cheer
Just know when you rap with a voice like that
Nigga, anything you say to me is hard to fear
Well since you claim you a bad boy
I want to see you Woosah
Now that Martin's here
Well I'm a bad boy too
At NOME they gon' see me check Will
What you trying to mark us
With that little ass gun
You ain't no my sect's (sex) real
Till I put the Smith out
Your whole union geting fucked
When this tech drill
Run in his crib, cap ten
And get this nigga from the 'X peeled
Woosah!
There's levels to this shit, young boy
Even I had to learn about getting clean
You looked bummy as hell in UFF
Look like you got every
Outfit from City Jeans
What, I said something you don't like, nigga?
Well just know that these shit's is mean
Arms reach more than a Surf bar
And punches stretch long as a Chilla scheme
Now what that really means is I got
A left that'll make him drop today
Named him Kwanii Kussh
Cuz I also got a right for
This bitch like Lotta Zay
Catch Prez tryin' to scheme from a block away
Give 'em the beats when I
Let the first billion air
(billionaire) like Dr Dre
A couple shots made him drop
You that's cuz I had to Wesson 'round
A couple more shots with these techs I'm
Trying to send a message now
Prez' still ain't shoot back
I told him put his weapons down
Because this PG's like Mark Jackson
His guns won't get fired after
The second round and they put
You in a main event, nigga
Against a nigga that's something you
Want to brag 'bout too bad it's a DNA that
Showed up, so now nigga, you assed out
You got killed by Hussein bodied by Trunks
The first time you backed out
Them niggas made you pay so
You should have showed no mercy
In the Trap House
You frontin' like you got all
This guap my nigga, not in person
What Smack gave you a grand tonight
Shit you gon get a band
(banned) for life like Donald Sterling
Wait that's a bar
Don't act like it's not that mean
Cuz I'll be Donald Sterling
Cuz as far as life I'll erase his
With the Clippers and drop his team
I guess y'all niggas ain't catch that that
That was a light to knock the bulb out
You said in your last bar gotta concentrate
For what? To knock this pulp out!
Once I - you want to act like you tough
All I gotta do is bring that knife already
Your man tripped on his way to the stage
He knew it was lights out already
I got better flows
He tried to ball in Philly
Till hed realize that he
Couldn't take Eric's snow
That's why I gotta kill 'em
You selling greens on a block is oregano
Plus I'mma put you on the DL since you
Got a Bull's hat on like Derrick Rose
But those is bars right there
I mean actual lines
Smack you said it's two minutes please
Keep the actual time
Hope you don't ride Charlie Clips' dick
And come with Charlie Clips flips
Spit actual rhymes
No need for a slogan the first round
Just came to tell all y'all
I'm back on my grind

My nigga Smack said this the
Battle of the teeth
So bro you gon know I'm about to act out
Cuz what dirty nigga gets a new tooth
Just to take the fucker back out
But, I get it
With it you ain't good at them lines
Nigga you got a Shaq mouth i see it now
Probably got gassed by some bitches
Trying to cash out
Like "DNA, you look cuter without the tooth
Take it back out"
You, fuck is that about, bull
I'mma say it once, and not say it no more
I'm like a hitman with clips on
My way to a corpse
That's a Staten Island connect
And CS, I dudes'll kill 'em
Not play with the balls so with ten hit
It'll leave ya friends sick (forensic)
When the state job depict DNA off the floor
Y'all want more? The shine done blind these
Dudes, Chinese food, how I cater to dog
With a K to ya dogs
This the grip toss, yeah, Rick Ross crib
I put his face on the floor
They probably want more
I hold a grudge, put two to ya mug
Was that light? yeah
And these two toys talk like Woody and Buzz
Don't spit them cartoons bars
Cuz you know DNA really in these streets
You know what (Prez laughs)
I respect that (Prez laughs)
Hah, cuz it's true (Prez laugh)
If he really keeps the heat
And that's a fact
Then you try to come up on me
Like it's sweet
You better do what you can do
Before I clock 'em with these hands
Like Beauty and the Beast you a
And light-skinned bars is something you
Gotta deal with it you get peeled with it
And it's still nigga if I don't catch 'em
Later on he'll get steeled with it
Cause I'm still with it
Real niggas out here, won't take my moves
Cuz they know i blaze my tool
On a fake wild dude
That I'll kill, you'll discover a round will
(wheel) like a caveman do
And tell Clips he gon get
Murdered by that caveman too
Ayo Boom, I killed you once, just admit it
You be stressing, camera hall
Nobody likes that he goes hard
To get some mentions
I was your only clear loss
Rematch? you got a death wish cuz you hungry
Oh, I get it
Fat niggas always ask to cook for seconds
Nigga, dead it
Cuz that right there will be a mistake
And I bet if you went on a diet
You'll probably miss steak
Nigga, I run up on Clips with a big plate
(Prez smacks mouth)
Eat that shit in front of him
Then switch plates! It's Judge Judy
Now it's time to get back in this bitch face
What's the verdict?
I had enough of this fag boss the last draw
They say I ain't got punches, well
This one's is a jab, boy
Nah, I had enough of this fag ball
This the last straw
This grip kick quick like an
Update at the app store think about it
Yo, time nigga
Sik, I lied, nigga, when I heard I
Was battling you, I was like
He is not deadly
Then I found it was two minute rounds, I'm
Like, get him the fuck out of here
He is not ready
Ash Cash lied to Clips when she
Said he was not heavy
The shit gets iller, I'm not Chilla
So you will not vet me woosah!
Just get merked when the clips disperse
You got Ill Will after me
The shit's gets worse!

Prez I know after this round
Gon hate me nigga
Cuz word to everything I love you look like
A Spanish possum that caught rabies nigga
I know my teeth are fucked up
But those shit look crazy nigga
Those look like your mom had a terrible time
Looking at your face as a baby nigga
You keep fronting like you this gangsta dude
Just keep it rap
The street life ain't for you
I made a phone call to my niggas like
Run up in Prez crib, if he try to escape
It's cool 'cause his life gon see an end
(CNN) once we breakin'news
That right there was a bar
But since you claim that you all street
Let's invest in stock
Give him a couple shots
Then hit 'em up, put him next to Pac
Got a lot of time on my hands so
Nu Born could be the second clock
Like a Rolex, once I get Prez a dent
You'll watch (presidential watch)
But these PG niggas be mad, I swear
Prez you need to be like, DNA thank you
I don't know how to repay you
But, I'm glad I'm here
A good for me nigga is to
Keep this mag right here
So I could get this nigga shot
Down like a bad idea
But, you be cooking though
You just got the wrong recipe
The reason why Prez vs Wavy ain't drop is cuz
That loss would have fucked up Born's legacy
And we all know that you're Nu Born son
First it was a 100 Bulletz
Now you're the newborn son
But, if revamped as a copy of Slow It Down
Don't that make Nu Born SONS?
And if y'all both bit off of QP
Then y'all the newborn SONS i'm done
With all this biting nigga, it's killing me
A head shot'll make Prez die
But why would I care, he ain't a Kennedy
Once I shoot, I kill your people
Soon as I snipe lead
Play Bill Clinton and find gore on the side
Of you, if you don't take my advice, prez
I mean I'm shooting at both of ya guys dead
So be happy that you grinding
And stop fronting P
Cuz if I swing these punches you just
Gon' stand there and do nothing B
You know, Solange threw punches
Beyonce stood there and did nothing B
Wait, wait, that's a bar, cuz
When a pistol blows, it'll shell a hater
Cuz even this nigga's sister knows this
Shit'll get kickin' in the elevator
It's round two, it's getting hot in here
Everybody in Tobacco Lounge
Y'all know my slogan
(Crowd: "Get 'em the fuck outta here")
Hell no, get you the fuck out of here
Get Angry Fan
Get Unbias Review and everybody
That thought I
Was gonna lose the fuck outta here
Get Woosah, get a 100 Bulletz and all them
Corns the fuck outta here
I just opened up a abortion clinic
Get Nu Born the fuck outta here
So just get merked when the clips disperse
(DNA imitates Prez's slogan
And body movements)
And I'mma body everyone at NOME IV
The shit gets worse! Woosah!

Wasn't you a roommate in Nu Born' house?
Nigga let me speak when the nine glow
It'll hit him like he slept
On his bed, nigga, head to feat
Woosah think about it
But, I said yo, ridin' through Q borough
And I swear to God
Hold on, hold on, lemme get that
I said how I'm ridin' through Q borough
You see the light - wait wait
How the fuck y'all say c'mon and
Y'all not gonna let me rap
I said strole lights through Q borough
Nigga gon see the light and
Dump with a sawed off
Sideways that shit look like the
Beak on Darkwing Duck fuck a tray
I'll eat your foods like I
Don't like free lunch
Nigga, that's an arm out the window
You'll see it and get to running
Like the ice cream truck
Most likely, run all you want
Bet that I still catch you
And he'll get his top picked in the
Crowd like it's ya Ill battle
The steel rattle, at a snake in disguise
Get picked last like the fat
Dude in gym class i'm not playing with y'all
I have to, so clapping the lead
I scream "yaga"
That shit mean I'm pulling at
The back of his head woosah
Now look at DNA, I swear he defines fraud
And did you beat Un, no so nigga pull my card
It's way out there i'll get you set up
We don't play around here
I just tell my niggas wait right here
Cause he don't know his way 'round here
Bang! his body like Coney Island beaches
Toes would be felt in the sea, tuh
You get slayed 'round here they all targets
It's like a baby birthday cake
How that four sparkin'
I said double M, no, it's skylines
They all talkin' fuck a opp
I'll bring it straight to the dock
That's Pearl Harbor
Overhead, know them skylines like Paul Walker
Nigga oh, I said the small talkers
They always duckin' in truth
I heard his music, the shit's trash
With a public dispute, his next session
I turn the sound down, dump when I shoot
Blam the K
That's Anna Mae he'll be fucked in the booth!
That's here now
Stand down, or a couple getting stitched
That's a cancelled double date
Nigga, that shit mean that
Couples getting ditched
I was taught, the thing brought
They'll be eager to stack bread
So I left beef in the bag like old dog
(O-Dog) with the cracked head
Bronx, you old dog
(O-Dog) , with a cane (Caine)
Get a cracked head i'm a menace too, society
(Menace I I Society) ain't ready
Just ask Prez
I know that scheme was drawn out
But, I'mma let 'em fly
Ayo Cor, I got a 40 right
I tell my niggas, hurry up and baow!
Let it off better call all ya niggas and
Pears to let 'em know
You ain't 3-0ing shit over here
And by a show of hands
How many niggas had D beating me
Straight forward, no skateboarder
Watch D see defeat
Just gett merked when the clips disperse
Niggas don't get all of them bars, so on-cam
The shit gets worse

Yo ah man
A lot of y'all niggas in
These battle rap forums
Y'all always got something crazy
About DNA right
Like how I set up bad and I got weak lines
Y'all gotta promise me one thing
When you go home tonight
Type in how many times Prez had defeat lines
And then I want y'all niggas to critique him
And tell him to soak it up
Cuz I told you I'mma freestyle and
You gon get this work, loaded Lux
This third round I'mma you in a lock
Cobra clutch
Have you like that candle you had there
Broken up
So this nigga talking 'bout he's crazy
Like he can say it now
You said I live with Nu Born, I'm not
Even gonna get personal, but ask him
It was the other way around i that nigga
You can get a hollow, you sno' that, nigga
And the reason why he ain't sayin'
Nothing is cuz you know that, nigga
Now, how URL supposed to market you, nigga
You ain't even come up on
A original Smack DVD
You choked in this round
And you just choked on BET
When I first watched the shit
The nigga said block fifty times
I mean I gotta laugh
Cuz he was actually beating KG
Until he fucked up, that's what got me mad
A nigga like me would've freestyled
Turn that whole round to a body bag
Like these arms'll have you lying
So after this he won't want a polygraph
My pistol game perfect
Which means my aim good
A shot'll remove him from D block like J Hood
Graph, D block
What y'all don't fuck with those punches
Maybe y'all will when y'all realize
Those were the judges
Like Lux, you know I got a casket
See a nigga like you a fuck up and stumble
And spend an hour on it
You tried to look good
Against KG in Brooklyn
But you ain't have enough power for it
(power forward)
Like Lux, just know I got a casket
Like a ghetto bitch in the hood
Just know we got a ratchet a shot'll pop
Spin this nigga's block backwards
So it won't be a woman on a menstrual
When something hot flashes
So if you get that
Then you better have some of the best chefs
Or your family better know how
To handle death well
I got too much experience to let
This nigga from the X sell (excel)
You better breathe right
Or I'mma give this nigga from the ex hell
(exhale) this is what you asked for Prez
Now you got a vet name
Shooters on deck every time
I got the best aim
When I brung that four in
I'll make this nigga from the X change
(exchange) be a good sport
Cuz we ain't come for them X Games
This nigga's a lame
Oh my god, these bars official
All I gotta do is call my nigga Rain
And it's hard to get you
We'll load up, shoot at 'em, spark the pistol
Fuck the niggas on the side, like my shirt
I'm just tryna hit the star in the middle
So fit's really drama just know that this
Say Jeff is really drama just not have
So if it's really drama
Just know that the swammy'll pull
I came here to put mafia behind
Bars like Sammy the Bull
I'm full, you know this dude's too much
Moving up, you better Prep or get suited up
I'm moving up
I guarantee to tell a nigga that I'm hot, god
How the fuck this nigga gonna beat me in
A battle when these is
All off-of-the-top bars
Oh, I got that chrome four, fuck five
It's four
Why you think I keep sayin' that Smack?
Cause Ill Will is getting bodied at NOME IV
I'm so sure
(crowd member interjects: "no, he didn't")
No, he didn't? why you have it?
You always coming at me, stop
You gon' fuck up a classic
The shit gon get get drastic
I'mma have to play, give me a savage
You see my nigga Prez shoot good, but
He remind me of Russell Westbrook
This PG's erratic
I ain't have to write that shit
It's a freestyle, anytime you say
Somethin' off the top
They gon' like that shit
Don't get hyped, that's quick
Let that steel peel
No Holyfield, I showed 'em I'm the real deal
Get your tickets for NOME IV
Next up is Ill Will