Tie The Noose

[Verse 1: DNA]
(DNA)
Rappers nowadays, I think they're pretty cute
Coming so obtuse, I think it's time to tie the noose
And hang em high, in front of the world for all to see
That your legacy is about to get hacked into shredded wheat

You think your image and your YouTube views is what makes you better?
I challenge these rappers then they're too scared to spit a letter
This the rap game, but still you insist to act lame
My YouTube channel consists of my first and last name

I don't hide behind my image or these raps that I've invented
No period mark, I'm using a bomb to end my sentence
The backwards upside-down super spinning booby-trap pyramid
I speak with intelligence but from the way that I'm rolling my tongue, you ain't hearing it

You don't really wanna get to fuckin' with the DNA
I'm bout to bring it to the abyss of the struggle
They're wastin' their breath, stop short, got torched
Gonna be fuckin' em up in the head with the lyrical clockwork

Forget the orange
They feelin' my lyrics, they jackin' off to it like porn
It was sworn
That I'm never gonna let another person run up and settle this score
Whore

From the skies, it rain down on em
Say what you wanna but I bet you vomit
From the sickness, rubbing this dick
All on the clitoris

Digging this ditch for your body to sit in
And tickin' and tockin' the clocks, never stop us
So won't ever stop, I continue to chop
And then puttin' the head in the stockin' for Christmas (bitch!)

We will be walkin' out, taking a hundred round
Spittin' flames, you're not mutated then gun her mouth
Up in your momma's house, creep like a hunted mouse
Taking her remain in the room but I lock this casket

Stickin' this dick so far up in her ass and through the intestinal passage, it's coming up out her mouth
You don't want to enter the darkness with me, you can bet your ass you're never gonna make it out

I am DNA
No mask, I'ma let em see my face
Your ass is something that I will surpay
First class, tell em "Keep it, I'm chillin' in the back of the plane with a bloody AIDS-infested switchblade"

Get slayed
Steppin' to me? You must want to go out the quick way
Itch-bay, eck-nay
Bloody lemonade, egg in brains

Clitoris in my orange juice
Citrus, here take a sip of this
Little hint of what's gettin' ripped up on the daily, man, I'm sick of this

[Verse 2: Leach]
(Leach!)
See what I see then feel what I feel
That is how your ass is gonna get real
Ill, fill with the skill of a reaper from hell
Chop it up fast like a fucking wood mill

Stay attached to the last blast, start to stack cash
Like a bad meth dealer with no heart for your last breath
Take a damn step if you wanna build your rep
Come and get it, we're the creatures that you see before your death

Haunting up people, they tell me I'm crazy
The way that I see things are not really normal
My window is tilted, my mind is so open
That evil is runnin' up out of the corners

My brain is just leakin', my pain has no reason
My blood is now freezin', deceivin' my bein'
I wish I was dreamin' life, seeing the demon
That's screamin' it's livin' from with inside me

Drugs say they help, when I take em, I melt
Am I here or in Hell? I can't really tell
They call me an addict, the way that I panic
Complaining there's static inside of myself

Attracted to death, I feel the effect
Feeling alone cause life murdered my friends
Huntin' it down with a frown upside down
Gonna find it somehow and smack it with a sledge
(Worldwide!)

[Verse 3: Yung Revival]
Choppers of the underground
Keep the radiography
Mixtape of my lyrical feat
Step up to my prophecy

Kill the beat just off the scene
Stop, inject yourself a scheme
"What the fuck? Stop soundin' peak"
"You speed it up for success"

Let it be known, we get a zone
Whipping, attacking that fuck in the bone
Bitch I get it done, thinkin' "Oh no"
I'm 'boutta get all these haters a song

Enter the scene, then give me the beat
You thinking you bump but y'all hope it's the king
But you with the fakeness, better give in
Partisan, pop it, I'll take it again

Went to choppin' at the caucus, the fuckers insane
Think of the tempest then get in the game
They pop it, they focus, I beat you the same
You're talking that shit but it's back at the bay

We took on you man, but the day could do
They could do, they could do, wicked and picking this bitch
Cause I'm 'boutta teach
Look at the bitches, they certainly jujitsu, look at the bitch

[Verse 4: DNA]
I invented the complete human body version of stool softener
Pull your skin off of you, and replace you in a torture muscle body suit
Under a heat lamp, I'll make you retreat when I speak chants
From 300 degree Fahrenheit teeth clamps

Scare the critics, we're parasitic, rare explicit flares I'm spitting
Dare you to listen, I'll have you sit in a chair and witness some fair exhibits
So bears will visit, rip you out of your chair like loose hair extensions
Modify you from yourself into a bloody pair of midgets

You're frigid when I'm sticking needles in your photos
I don't fight you with guns, I bite with poisoned gums like Komodos
Told you I'm from a place where custodians run
From bloody floors till I'm the only one left standing solo like Kohn

[Outro: DNA]
Haha... yes
I just want everyone to stand and look at the beautiful sight of these rappers hanging
Look at 'em hangin' there! You wanna throw a rock? Throw one! Haha...

Tie the noose
On all you weak motherfuckers
DNA, Leach, Yung Revival
Homicidal, all day