Текст песни Rebel XD Diss - Dna Tru Lyricist
So
this
mother-fucker,
Rebel
XD
thinks
he's
un-fuck-witable,
huh?
Saying
I'm
an
Eminem
rip-off,
And
that
it's
hard
for
him
to
be
impressed
Because
of
the
levels
he's
reached
when
it
comes
to
skill?
Ha,
mother-fucker,
this
is
the
apex!
I
am
the
last
stage,
I
am
the
boss!
You
will
fall
to
my
mother-fucking
wrath!
Let's
go!
Rebel
XD
you
don't
impress
me,
test
me
And
I'll
drag
you
across
the
ocean
with
a
turbo
powered
jet
ski
Said
I'm
an
Eminem
rip
off?
Let's
see,
you'll
be
the
next
be
to
put
to
sleep
Like
narcolepsy
in
a
nest
of
three
infected
beasts
Shackle
while
pterodactyl
beats
give
you
a
hysterectomy
to
Remove
the
uterus
that
is
useless,
bitch,
for
what
you
said
to
me
I'm
DNA
Tru
Lyricist,
I
lyrically
behead
MCs,
And
any
rappers
who
open
their
mouth
to
me
are
now
dead
MCs
"Let
'em
breathe!"
Hell
naw,
This
is
strangulation
paramount
masterpiece
Theatre
we
are
the
one's
who
never
fell
off
Who
just
a
selected
few
but
I
ain't
saying
them
all
but
Just
know
I
got
K-Rino
in
my
corner
ready
to
slay
em
all
You
playing
ball?
'Cause
if
so,
you
step
up
to
the
plate,
bitch
While
I
throw
a
hyper
tapped
animatronic
orangutang,
bitch
That
goes
through
your
back
of
the
Glove
and
catches
and
exits
out
his
pancreas,
Hits
the
lightbulb
and
causes
a
power
outage
in
the
stadium
The
show's
over,
no,
I
mean
it
over
while
I
flow
colder
leaving
a
batch
Of
banana
spiders
crawling
out
of
your
flow
folder
I'm
about
to
put
a
stop
to
this
ignorant
fool's
cockiness
And
lock
him
in
a
steel
light
box
of
green
fume
like
toxicness
There's
a
lot
of
rappers
that
say
they
Can
wreck
it,
but
they're
just
talking
shit
So
I
drive
by
these
kid's
house
and
drop
em
off
a
box
of
tricks
They
open
it
up
and
inside's
a
bottomless
pit,
apocalypse,
Blowing
their
skin
from
their
skull
showin'
'em
all
how
hot
it
gets
(Toasty!)
DNA
wins,
fatality
Now
bow
to
me
or
be
proud
to
be
a
victim
of
my
alchemy
We're
about
to
see
if
he
has
the
guts
to
open
up
his
mouth
to
me
But
how's
he
gonna
do
that
with
my
Nut-sack
in
his
mouth
like
'deez
nuts!'
You
can
rebel
XDeez
Nuts
(ha!
Goteem!)
Sniper
rifle
spit'll
make
him
wither
when
I
spot
him
Shoot
him
in
his
arm,
then
his
other
arm,
then
both
legs
Load
the
last
bullet,
pull
it,
leave
the
fool
with
no
head
(goteem!)
I
came
to
infiltrate
your
system
'bout
to
snip
the
wire
(snip!)
I
bet
your
whole
career
you
always
thought
your
spit
was
fire
But
I
coming
soon
to
consume
anything
you
did
acquire
then
I
resume
To
put
you
inside
a
human
humidifier
then
imma
blow
the
mist
out
Watch
you
flow
down
the
bitch
route,
I
don't
care
which
route
you
take
it's
time
to
dip
out
If
I
pull
my
dick
out
and
slap
you
upside
your
bitch
mouth
I'm
talking
hard
but
i
spit
hard
so
sit
down
For
I
go
rip
ya
and
rip
ya
quicker
than
a
hiccup,
I'll
stick
you
quicker
than
a
sick
up,
I
spit
to
clip
verb
and
give
up
I
rip
whoever
when
I
get
up
or
wicked
New
words
i
meant
the
sickest
trooper
with
A
victim
some
you
haven't
heard
the
then
some
(Then
some!)
Better
believe
that
I'll
Be
coming
to
lynch
'em,
I'm
the
henchmen
Time
for
lyrical
fencing,
With
real
blades
and
no
body
armour
when
I'm
clinching
the
handle
Of
the
samurai
inching
it
deeper
into
you
with
an
acronym
extension
I'll
tell
you
what
Rebel
XD
means
if
I
haven't
mentioned:
Rapper
exerter
bullshit
eternally
Living
in
a
exile
dimension
(goteem!)
That's
Rebel
XD
for
ya,
Go
and
see
for
yourself,
but
be
careful
not
to
let
his
beef
spoil
Ya
need
help?
Call
on
DNA
the
Mighty
for
ya,
But
ya
might
be
warned
a
hydro
mights
a
be
torture
You
motherfucker's,
what?
You
think
this
shit's
a
game?
Save
your
YouTube
comments
saying
the
same
old
thing
"He's
lame,
he
sucks,
his
vocab
is
basic!
" "These
rappers
have
more
fame
than
him,
and
he
can't
take
it,
He
hates
it."
"Who
the
fuck
is
David?
What
the
fuck
is
DNA?
He
calls
himself
a
lyricist?
What
the
fuck
he
even
say?
" "Fuck
Volume
would
wreck
him,
Twisted
Insane
would
kill
him,
Rebel
XD
would
slaughter
him."
Then
why
the
fuck
they
chillin'?
They
scared
to
hop
upon
the
mic,
their
weakness
I'm
revealin'
When
I'm
done
with
this
slaughter,
witness
the
blood
on
the
ceiling...
I'm
grabbing
a
mic
and
murdering
anyone
wanting
to
give
it
a
shot
Tickety-tock
on
the
clock,
the
time's
running
out,
Got
about
ten
seconds
'fore
I
box
'em
like
Rocky
Step
in
the
ring
with
a
hockey
mask
on
my
Face
and
machete,
it's
about
to
get
sloppy
Hack
your
ass
in
half,
Then
I
laugh
with
the
Japanese
people,
we
sippin'
some
Sake
You're
trippin',
you're
probably
better
off
tossed
in
the
ocean
with
Squid
and
tilapia,
nobody
can
stop
me,
I'm
sorry,
But
pardon
me,
my
artistry
is
way
too
intricate
to
copy
I
hit
'em
with
a
little
bit
of
sentimental
Monumental,
dedicated
time
when
I
rhyme
on
the
instrumental
You
don't
really
wanna
get
to
fucking
With
the
way
I
put
it
down
in
my
town
I
got
the
mind
of
a
sentinel,
we
are
not
identical,
I
am
the
DNA,
Tru
Lyricist
rip
this
bitch,
tisk-tisk,
rip
'em
to
tidbits,
Slip
in
the
slick
shit,
made
a
list
sicc
sicc,
madesicc
siccness
Rebel
XD,
I
know
you're
probably
thinking
you're
one
hell
of
a
G,
I'm
telling
you
please
don't
believe
the
hype
on
The
mic,
I'll
leave
holes
in
you
like
Swiss
cheese
Bitch
please,
You
ain't
got
no
true
wordplay,
It
gets
knocked
over
by
a
stiff
breeze
To
enter
my
level
you're
gonna
need
a
retinal
scan,
DNA
sample,
And
six
keys,
A
nifty
lock-picking
device
and
thirty-six
Dobermans
to
sick
me
I'm
done
with
this
mother-fucker,
It's
time
for
him
to
prove
he's
a
real
MC
Bitch,
I'm
out!
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