Darkside Remix

[Intro: DNA Tru Lyricist]
I guess it's about that time to do a motherfucking remix
Let me call up some of my killers real quick
Call my motherfucking man Leach!
(LEACH)
Hey, say man, it's DNA...
Rip that shit!

[Verse 1: Leach]
You are never ever gonna see a motherfucker that is better than me cause I'm coming in and I'ma haunt ya
Put ya in my vision, make ya listen to the rhythm as I make it in a minute, I'm a maniac, a monster
Who would wanna fuck around, I fuck around with people who can't fuck around, I'm lethal and I'm evil, no imposter
Sicker than a psycho with syphilis, I'm ridiculous, sick of this motherfucker, I'ma cook em like a lobster
Pussies get em popping, I'm a problem at the bottom, I shot em all for watching, now they hanging like a possum
Giving em a cynical, bringing em to the ritual, by giving em a visual, told you all I'm awesome
Yo I spit acidic, never pathetic, give me credit, aw forget it, I'm athletic, energetic, double cross em
Roll up with the bowl up, in a moment I'ma blow it, time to show off when I flow up, an opponent trying to blossom
Fuck up anybody betting money, it ain't funny when I roll around the corner, switching colours like I'm autumn
Chop em how I want em cause I'm bombing then I'm dropping, finna turn the motherfucking city into Gotham
Try to get evicted from the planet cause I'm at it with a habit to be savage when I ravage like a goblin
I'm at an advantage cause I managed to give damage to their bandage when they wasn't looking, damn I ain't too common
Standing undefeated and my speed is like a cheetah, I'm a leader with the heater and I'm thinking like a shaman
All you been defeated, get deleted, no retreating from the flames that I'm making while my brain's evolving
I'ma get it tripping, ain't no skipping on my flipping while I'm living, I'ma split ya like a motherfucking almond
Always on a mission, if you listen to me real close you could hear the ghost in my soul, come call it

[Verse 2: Yung Revival]
Darkside in my mind
That could mean us succumb, and other times watch the light
So bitch I don't pay, this the game
Don't play it though, the war is today
The vivids field
The choppers I want to kill
Finna be different with Leach, styll
Revival from the UK
With DNA
Bitch, I fuck it and then this is so, tide tone is wrecked
This is it so don't separate the written way
Get a cool show from the side
Going insane and my mind's long gone (You sure?)
I see no competition
It rays because of my lyricism
Better fuck em over, won't you? Bitch I'm a ghost
For the pioneer survives, the wave should be Mongol
Step up to my prophecy
I have an ego
We are not equal
Now get the fuck out my cathedral (final stage)
This Darkside
Having all this-... princey shit
Taking em off where I know
Kick em in the dome, that's the type of shit I'm on
It's going down (it's going down)
Bitter men, be quiet (bitter men, be quiet)
When they come around (when they come around)
Don't make a sound
They can hit the sofa but twisting a body
Got me out of my mind, putting holes in a body
Enemies better be ready, got my machete
Come fucking up the money, put you in the back of the trunk

[Verse 3: DNA Tru Lyricist]
This is the darkside, you're in the archives
Of Friday The 13th Part 5
But you ain't safe 'cause you ain't sitting in the carmike
You're right in front of me, about to get your heart sliced
Wide open from these sharp knives, I'm spitting super lyrical-type shark bites
I'm throwing darts right into the crowd during barfights
I'm busting their heads wide open with bar pipes, and welcome their brains to the starlight
Why? There's a star right here, motherfucker
I'ma pour my beer all on up on ya
I'm a poor white peer that ain't got enough
So if you whores might hear that I'm broke, it's the motherfucking truth, bitch
But I'm still in this booth, bitch
Spitting with this Tie The Noose clique
If you don't know who that is:
Go to YouTube, click on Tie The Noose, bitch
But don't forget to put 'DNA' before it
I'm morbid, I'm soaring out this motherfucking hellhole
I'm on midnight railroad, stomp your cellphone
I'm 'bout to put a jackhammer to your tailbone
Make you moan like a trombone
Dumb tones of moans are coming when I'm all upon the microphone
Break your thumb-bones and collarbones
You're all alone in the room hollering to whom it may concern
But, ain't nobody concerned with you
I'm 'bout to take it home, along with Leach and Yung Revival
Spitting homicidal speech recitals
So if somebody thinking they bringing it better-
Popping 'em all in the head with the lyrical stamina
Hand me the motherfucking hammer
I'ma be fucking em all from the way that I'm bringing it super-da-siccida-sikida-dellical
Angelical when I cut my umbilical
I came out the womb with an urge to kill, a hypermanic word appeal
Got the noose around the neck of any motherfucker thinking they murk, I will-
Push em to the darkside where their arm might get chewed off by a lyrical cannibal
I'm a man alone on my mission, sticking it all up in their anal til they hit a note like Barry Manilow
I hope they ate their' Campbells 'cause I'm coming like I'm Rambo and I'm packing massive ammo
And I really don't give a fuck if they step in this shit
It's DNA, Yung Revival, and Leach in this bitch
And we sucking blood out your motherfucking mama's tits, bitch