John Smith - DFA lyrics

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John Smith - DFA lyrics

"D.F.A." Don't f** around [Verse One: John Smith] We'll start a tidal wave Right beside your face Tap you on the shoulder Ask you if you like the taste Smash you with a boulder Medic, ain't no time to waste You entering your miming phase I'm bend on bringing silent days Primal rage That's the P.R. when I'm engaged I got to go that means G. Off and mind your way You play the GAS that's that Gay Ass sh** homie Won't take it back, we don't play that sh** Listen [Hook: John Smith] D.F.A., don't f** around Yy and John Smith co-crush your town Mcenroe on the beat, he scores drums that pound Break Bread in the house chump so what's up now? D.F.A., don't f** around Yy and John Smith co-crush your town Mcenroe on the beat, he scores drums that pound Break Bread in the building chump so what's up now? [Verse Two: Mcenroe] B.P.M. counts gone through the roof That's (bullsh** per minute) So we'll knock your crew flat The B.B.C. broadcast without no contract The T.N.T. bombs that explode on contact It's R&R time cause Rod a religion now Hold a hardy har at their minds, then we sit 'em down [?] teens, send 'em to the minor leagues Assign 'em to K.P. for acting like a wanna be [John Smith] They call me Joe J to the O.E Trudging through the snow scape with cold feet With headphones as earmuffs, I'm tryin' to hold heat What up Yy, long time no see [Yy] D.F.A Shout it out like a P.S.A They creating something we just made It ain't sh** We just ain't Gonna sit and just watch it happen If you listen to this, it's only fitting D.B.C.A Don't Be a co*k About it We don't need no replay, no need to talk about it See what we say Covered up and down it's only right That we're gettin' too nice to f** around [Mcenroe] It's the P To the motherf**in' C homeboy And if we ain't "peace" then you'll see no joy Used to be TABS but it's been dissolved Now P.L.S.'s bags and it's winner take all [John Smith] It's T.C.B We Take Care of Biz Releases beefs on the air and gigs You see us on the streets, we build with kids In the inner city, just trying to live legit [Mcenroe] It's the ace of the staff, keep my E.R.A. low Pro, bound to spell it out fast like K-Solo The T.T.G With the H.H.W Plus double F knock the Bread out from under you Straight hip hop, not the neo-soul It takes what I got to be the CEO It's real rap, not an apparel show So go back to listening to Sheryl Crowe [Hook] "D.F.A."