URLtv, DNA, Tsu Surf - Tsu Surf vs. DNA lyrics

I looked him up
The only person that follow him
Is fags and comedian dudes
Pay attention to how many
"tsunami surf" "waves", "C
(seas) on his shell" punchlines he use
Everybody got the wake soft dude
First off ugly, I hate you
A coward wouldn't date you
Your father should've beat his dick
Your mother should've ate you
Cause you don't move packs
You don't blam heaters
Just yell, you never rhyme, you whine
(wine) sangria with the pump
Hit his front 'til the roof burn
Send the whole car back down the street
That's a U Turn he's tryin' to run away, but
He can't turn 'round hеre, it's a one way
So we ink him likе a lead pen
Let five tear his front alive


That's a dead end
Hollow tip spread disintegrate
Spread in ya spleen
I'll burn down, he yell, "Oh"
(yellow) , you see red for the green
One shot
Dope head will get your brick flippin'
TEC automatic, but them choppers? Stick shift
Long aim cause the 9 beam
And it's never evidence
Just DNA at the crime scene corona Queens?
Pssst your hood just quiet, wanna
Be from the Bronx, well I will put an "O" in
Your middle just like it
Black mask when I'm steppin', pied piping
First 48 never seen nothin' like it
9's tat his face cause he looks like Tyson
This the DMV? You're about
To get your license
When the Goons lurk, you don't get love nigga
On every bitch heels you an ug' (Ugg) nigga
These arms spread wide, get a hug nigga
For running with the pork chop you'll
Get that hole dug nigga
And all that funny aggression will
Get ya man shot
Call me an asshole one more time
And watch my hand cock (Hancock)
His sister get crazy
She'll freak when I beat her
Never eat her my mayonnaise on her
Patty after I skeet her
He was adopted by crackers
His mother loved big black dick
This ain't a movie
Nothing Precious about this big black shit
I already heard you're feminine
Sexually cake for the cream you are into men
And you take it in your crimping get around
(a round) like an oval
Like donut sticks in ya donut
Hole while you yodel
Wait, how Queen Latifah say
It? "So you're local"
If you was a mailman you wouldn't go postal
For the Jazz, we keep the shooters we go
I'm Malone
I'm working with that AK Kirilenko
So you can never win you a loser
Two 45's that clip double double Carl' Boozer
Where ever you is I bring the
Opposite flag on ya block
You in the league, but for nothing
Ostertag on the block
See every other battle
You was ballin' you was scorin'
And get here and get them
Dreams crushed Mike Jordan
That whole GrindTime team, bring 'em all over
Cause they good over there but
Byron Russell with the crossover
And in the clutch they be
Countin' on the best
You see that smoke then you feel like
There a mountain on ya chest
You got a sandpaper swag
Me? I'm a smooth guy with better stats
So I still win if you tie (Utah)
Will Smith playing Mohammad
You actin' in the ring
Watch your whole body
I'm Mr fantastic with The Thing
You got a face like a Martian
A mouth like a baby seal
Try and surf and ya mama gonna get
The news from a Navy Seal time gets called

I figured I'd teach him a lesson
And make him earn respect
I give him props though
Cause he's the first Tsunami
That surf's the net i used to think
"Why his trigger's never bust?" Then I
Came up with one conclusion
Your jack's got bad internet connection
They got trouble shootin' (troubleshooting)
But not me though
I get the beam and start grippin' the mag
And boy the way these guns pop up
You would think they internet ads
So once I give out the word
And I tell the shooters
Well y'all gon' watch him freeze
Up like Dell computers
If your mom knew you were Crip
She would beat yo' ass and boy as your dad
I'ma rest in peace ya flag
Soon as you act up
I guarantee you I'll heat the mag
And have your whole team
Resemble a slumber party
Cause, I'ma make you all sleep in bags
As far as a hustler
Y'all never see dude on the strip
He Mike D'antoni
He don't know what to do with them (K) nicks
I chop the white like David Lee
Then I'm pursuing it quick
You'll feel like Patrick, that's cool
Now you in (Ewing) some shit
My name is something you
Should never mention Aak
Cause, I'll shoot you in ya neck
And ya chest will drop
I swear to God I'll fuck you
Up if you disrespect my block
Cause my hood is loyal and
They'll cookin' all you
(oil) once this Wesson pop
I'm so nice, I'm so cool
I'm so clean wit' it new hat, new shirt
New jeans and a new fitted
Them dirty bums, that razor beard
They call it "Dirty Jersey" cause you in it
You and Magic Johnson both had
Ill, he handled it, you didn't
I'ma fool with it, i'ma push his frame back
Until it's reclinable
They should've put this battle on Dash Living
Cause this ass whippin' is undeniable
I'll roll up to his crib with two shooties
Remind me of the Martin show
Cause this time I'm rollin' with two Tommy's
He's Kinkos
Once he gets fax scanned and his goons copy
And I mean there's all type of Waves
But for some type of reason these
Bullets wanna Surf in Tsunami
Now from your last battle I done
Seen this nigga with bad attire you a fag
I nigga I done seen trash this flier
If it's beef
You would never hold the Magnum liar
You a baby with the heat
You'll past the fire (pacifier)
But not me though
I swear to God none of you niggas doubt it
If swag was a new change of clothes
Then I got on a different outfit
I'm the realest
Everything I spit I live about it
Will Smith gadget and boy once I
Flash it forget about it he a Giant
I'ma make him Jet with this wild noise
Soon as your Saints come marching in they
Gettin' greeted with this cal' boy (Cowboy)
Arsonal used to run ya state
But now he makin' rap songs
And come to think about it
I never thought he was that strong
But since he left and you runnin'
The city and his ass gone
Even though you tryin' often
You Michael Jordan
You ain't never puttin' Jersey back on
Round one it's gettin' hot in here
And y'all know my slogan
(Get him the fuck outta here)
No! Get his hat the fuck outta here
Get his raps the fuck outta here
Get his team the fuck outta here
Get them jeans the fuck outta here
Get his gear the fuck outta here
Get that beard the fuck outta here
Smack if you got any cyber security
Get him the fuck outta here!
What's up!? What's up?! What's up?!

So if ain't nobody home, I
Squat with that chrome, eat my Snicker
While I wait
Contemplate if I should go straight
Boston Strangler or DC Sniper
Get comfortable, I got nothing on
My hands but time, i'm a lifer
See his moms car lights pull up, aw shit
Gloves, check scalpel, check mask from Saw 6
Hop out the bushes, burn down, no hesitation
Somebody dyin', gettin' straight to
The point period, so exclamation
Pay close attention
The whole plots thickening
Call his grandmother "Hello"
BOOM! Law Abiding Citizen
Add me, subtract him, death is the equivalent
I'm shots of gasoline straight
You margarita cinnamon
This banana clip spread long
When I'm peelin' him get rid of him
The only person that could possibly
Find the remains is Gillian
I know he don't shoot cause he got gum
In his mouth and barely pop that
Cops find him
But won't identify him by his teeth
Cause he barely got that
You got a 22 snub flow
I'm strapped with an Uzi
The last four bars was a commercial
Now back to the movie
Call him up, "Yo Eric I need paper"
Then put the phone on speaker
Grab his mom by the trachea
Then take my time as I grind
Her face on the cheese grater
He come home his sister neck
Hooked to the sink, by a chain
Tape recorder on the counter, he press play
"Let's play a game"
Now your mom's downstairs with a
Bear trap around her head
The key in ya sister belly
Scalpel, you got five minutes to get
It out or mommy is dead aye Miles
I advise he find a knife
Up in this motherfucka
Cause somebody gon' lose they life
Up in this motherfucka
When I come through, destruction, believe me
Cops like
"We got a murder in Queens looks like we're
Gonna need a dustpan and a squeegee"
All them pumpkin seed raps will get
You a cracked shell and a
Pair of 'Pretty Wings' cause I
Play with the MACs well (Maxwell)
Switch blades then his gums hang
All red when you see Tsu, whoo
(Soo Woo) like the Blood gang
He asked me, "What's crackin'?"
But we had on the same hat so I clapped him
'Fore I screamed "Caliente", it's Latin
For the karats
(carrots) I'll kill this silly rabbit
You'll get your whole lane split
When I bang on ya
I hope that thang on ya cause
I'ma burn down to keep pullin' and pullin'
And pullin' like I'm a
Motherfuckin' chain smoker
Look like you snitch
Like you got that pork in ya
I'll pull up, give his top ten SportsCenter
SportsCenter theme it's the sport cast
The number one freshman in URL
Against DNA's dork ass
Never been a shooter, a for sure pass
A member of the support cast
Cortez take most of the shots
But most of 'em bricks
Him and NuBorn roll playin' settin'
Most of the picks nerd!
I don't know what them niggas in NY see (NYC)
I stroll through the Hollis Tunnel and find
Where them niggas in NY be (NYB)
Bunch of ducks in the school
Suckas in the class
I'm amazing with the numbers
So I fucks with Math
But y'all niggas, them small niggas
That get a piece of a part of a
Piece of a part of a small figure
If he do a lot of talkin'
He gon' do a little dyin' time gets called

Yo, this nigga from Jersey
And in his first second
Round he mentioned NYC did a little segment
You said some shit about NYB
He said he good with Math but
I gotta make him understand
I'm hot like a fan
I'ma get locked in the chamber
(D chamberz) for usin' my hands (Hanz)
So now let's be honest my nigga
You don't like the strip
You not good with the work
You don't got dimes or bricks
Even if you from Jersey
You don't even got dimes of piff
And we all know he don't push ki's
(keys) cause he ain't into that type of shit
And as far as your chick her moves
Insane and I love booty game
I called her up, an hour later
His cutie came i bagged her off Twitter
Took her to the crib and abused the frame
And her pussy was like a password
Cause, I stuck my log in
(login) with no username
It took her days, weeks, months, years after
And finally after listening to my music she
Discovered I was a real player
See, he act like he brave as hell
But there's nothin' that this herb start
You pussy, if your first name was Dale
You couldn't earn heart (Earnhardt)
And if you really want drama
Battling me is the wrong move dunny
And for takin' D light (Delight)
Well that's something I wouldn't do sonny
(Sunny) see he gon' front like he gangsta
He ready to put up a good fight
But nigga you Kanye West, you a Good kid
Livin' a Good life
He ain't ready for combat
He ain't ready for this hood type
But when that TEC blow
You gon' resemble Death Row
Cause today ain't gon' be you or Suge's
(K) night
See, just when y'all thought it was safe
Ready to call it quit's
I started thinkin' like Hollow Da Don
And got on my torture shit
I wish that your mother's head gets caught
On fire and burn in flames
And when you come out to help her
You get stuck in a category five hurricane
Then I wish ya dad get stuck
In a tornado on ya birthday
And when he tries to escape
His legs get stuck in the
Equator from an earthquake
Then I hope that ya sister on a
Bus wait for her ride home
Gets thrown 60 feet in the
Air from a massive cyclone
Then I'll kidnap them all
Take 'em to the ocean where
The current will move properly
Wait for the biggest storm and drown
Your whole family in a tsunami
See I'ma have Tsu dyin' once this 9 clap
And in the casket is where he'll be lyin'
(lion) for thinkin' he a wild cat
Now his mother, sister, aunt, niece
They all holdin' they head
Cause your death got something
In common with Spiderman
They both gon' be all over the web
I used to think that Tsunami Surf was tough
Ready to spark clips
Used to think if it was beef
He'll be sellin' them hard bricks
Used to think if it was drama he'll
Be the first one to start shit
Until I found out your real
Name is Remel Shawn Smith aww shit
And with that name being saying that
I'ma grip and press him
Get the bullets right there
To split his section
And have him resemble a rap group once
Y'all see me give Smith a Wesson
(Smif-N Wessun) see he think I'm pussy like
I really won't peel shit
Oh you think I'm soft you thinkin' I
Won't shoot you but I Will Smith

I knew it was gon' be
A lot of crowd reaction
Cause he brought his group
But my Corona Queens bitches
Gave me the scoop
E'rybody got the, e'reybody got the fo'
Well that's how the story go
Until you bump into somebody that
Know somebody that they know then it's like
"Eric? Psst he used to sit
In front of his class
Dirty tees, capris, tube socks to his calves
Kid hyped on his mother he
Blame it on his dad
But never say nothing cause every time
He open his mouth they laugh"
Pride get tampered with, feelings get hurt
Even when the joke ain't on
Him he still just smirk
Transformer lunchbox, favorite sport soccer
Only senior lettin' freshman bang his
Head on the locker
I don't know who tried to shoot 50
Or who tried to Flame Waka
But my attempts ain't attempts
So if I bang, flame, I gotcha
Smack him in his neck
Clip him while he was walkin' had a girl
But his whole hood used to flip her
(flipper) dolphin
E'rybody like her ass, she a simile
She ain't even like him
But he helped her in her chemistry
Carry all her books, hold all her bags
Look away from the Bloods, smile at the fags
So why the fuck should I think
You got the Glock on? You a dirty nigga
Prolly don't even got socks on
You try and play, I'ma press the stop button
First a gasp then the shot comin'
Then table, a suit and a box comin'
'Bama, I change your whole state
When I Barack somethin'
I YouTubed Eric, all the verses the same
Pay attention to the letters when I
Smack him through his name
Diss Nigga Ass, Ass Nigga Dumb
Do Nothing Aggressive, Aim but Never Drum
Everybody wanna Surf 'til they on
The bottom with the creatures
Your last name "St john"?
Well I put Papa St john in
The oven for the cheese pizza
I squat and just watch
I got Buddhist monk patience
I see him through the scope
Through the window playin' Wii car racin'
Danny Granger with the shot I
Wait 'til he start pacin'
Then safety down draws breath
Then smack across the room like
The bitch from Smoking Aces
He think he gon' oun me? Shiiit
I ain't Oun P class over at 3: 00 I'm
Right where his school be
Climb through the window, give Cortez 80
Put NuBorn in a bag I'ma Brenda this Baby
Catch him slippin', one from the Smith &
Dunk his face in that dark brown liquid
I General Tso Chickens
It's BK, anything he want he can have it
Beef with all three? Bring them Whoppers
Triple Decker that casket
He get GrindTime stomped for
Reppin' with the squad
You try to grind on my time and I'ma
Turn this into an episode of Scarred
Never been a Memphis Grizzly and
You a koala bear ambulance gotta scrape him
And when they take him holler "Get
Him the fuck outta here!"
They don't get paper, he don't got no cheddar
Anything he can do, I can do better
When it blam it go through DNA
Then Soul Khan then Conceited
Then I throw it in reverse, wait
Let me repeat it
Conceited Khan hit Con's soul with a
Blam then it hit him aND!
Modern day Roman, no hood as nigga
He'll prolly run before he pull ass nigga
That Super Soaker on full blast
The nigga chose the pussy over
Greentiger Wood ass nigga!

Time gets called
No! Come through on my Katrina shit
Beam, no cup he'll lean a bit
Competition long
Customize with that Pringle clip

Look, Tsunami Surf said he repped that six
So I make sure I keep my pistol tight
Got goons on each block
They all ready to inf' and snipe
If shit go down
Everybody in my clique gon' fight
They got me feelin' like Superman but I
Ain't scared of this Crip tonight
(Kryptonite)
My niggas got Fischer Price guns
We call 'em "The big toys that move"
Yeah I know he's a Crip
He hands out with the boys in blue
I find it funny how you work in
The prison and you don't got bars
And how you hang out with the boys in blue
And you still can't afford to cop cars
If that's the case than we can't
Believe shit that this bitch talks
And since he can't afford to cop cars
Then that might explain why we
Always see this Crip walk
But, I catch him on his
Hood on his backstreet and since I see
(sea) food, i deliver him shell as soon as
Me and this crab meet (meat)
When I first met him
I really ain't have beef with this lame
But when he kept mentioning me like Obama
Things proceeded to change
Now when I see him
I'ma put the heat to his frame get violent
Nigga that TEC silent like the "T" in ya name
You a lil' nigga
You ain't never gon' make big moves
And just cause you gettin' dogged out
That don't make you the shit Tsu (shih Tzu)
But, I'll creep up to his
Hood, shoot and slide, let that Ruger fly
All my guns are cohesive with the target
They euthanize
If niggas was ready to kill Surf
In the last result was snitchin'
And it was do or die
Then the cops will be the first
Place that Tsu will side (suicide)
See niggas in Newark used to be anemic
The way they would hold the iron
They used to pitch the white boy on the rock
Like Nolan Ryan you came to the hood
The murder rate went down and
Now no one's violent
So you just the nigga known for
Changin' Jersey like Kobe Bryant
Y'all might not get that though
Since y'all doubtin' a great
He gettin' murdered under 24 and
He about to get 8 (ate)
If you still don't get that
And you doubt me more
Then take Kobe Bryant's old jersey number
Minus it with his new number and see I can
Kill him with the same number as Pau Gasol
As far as my battles
If you combine them then you know the score
I be smashin' 'em he's Lamar
Niggas that owed him
(Odom) be fuckin' his bitch Kardashian
I'm always in a Bentley
You in a Chevy mister
And if it's beef I'm known to come
Through in the clutch like Derek Fischer
So if you want drama then
We can play y'all sets
I'm Ron, now I show you who this AR test
(Artest)
Surf I admit you wild but don't kill
And as far as luck
How you jack as style we don't feel?
GrindTime's street-
I said SMACK's street and GrindTime
Is for the nerds since I did Oun P backwards
I figured since you Crip I kill
Him with six letter words

Time gets called awwww shit!
The crowd wants DNA to keep
Going surf argues that he
Went over the time limit in the 1st round
But he didn't so Smack let's
DNA get his bars off

Look, a cypher and a cosign got
Him cameos on the camera
There's no chance in this combat
You surviving this cancer
It's common this coward would wind up in the
Casket with his fam' lightin' a candle
Cause your career can't stand a Cannon
Bringing your show to a cancel
He think he cutout to rep them- it's over!
Get him the fuck outta here!