King of the Dot - DNA vs Dirtbag Dan lyrics

[Round 1: DNA] Said now, before I get into any battling with you, there's a couple things that I'd like to say First off I want to apologize to The King Of The Dot staff and my homie Ki' cause this a battle that I delayed But for the fans watching on PayPerView and in the crowd, oh y'all gon' be hype today Cause all the impersonations in the world can't stop me from barring your life away He ain't handling these bars, my wordplay landing and it's hard My punchlines Illmaculate, I'm damaging the card If this is your biggest step and now they think this man is on his job Well you welcome, cause now reality shows Dan's in (Dancing) With The Stars And it's gon' get ugly Dirtbag cause you ain't half the man Can't do what I did in half the span You only get booked for two gigs and you call that a plan? Never had a chance, with these words, I'm mad advanced So the only way I'll cater (Al-Qaeda) to you is the Taliban His punches have to land but you be spitting rapid, damn Take your time cause we won't Rush Hours (ours); Jackie Chan If this gat in hand? He better Dodge; caravan If the 'matic jam? Then you getting boxed, Zatarain This 'bout to be a body, let's see if your package stand When I crack your fam' I'm well dressed and well groomed, but I ain't come to Dapper Dan I'll smack this man, go to his right and start clapping cans But if he survive then I'ma switch sides like battle fans I got two deadly cans, let two weapons blam I'm a loose cannon with a loose cannon with this new Tec in hand Running his wallets and I'm strapped in two mini vans The metal? Is for his legs if your pockets got any loot in it (Lieutenant) Dan Ah that bar was sick, it's hard as sh** but I'll be your Lt. Dan Cause I stay with some retarded sh** and I'm armed with this He's frightened and scared It's enticing but I'm Tyson, bow, there's a right to his ear If what I'm striking is lightening, you'll be dying this year Anybody that said Dan's rough (dandruff) they got lice in their hair I got that .380 again, I ain't saving his friends So when you get this Illmac' you won't like this chain of events I'm an animal n***a, they say this kid's the truth C'mon and bring the Charlie Clips jokes and my missing tooth How a bunch of lines don't make sense and that sh** was true But n***a I was sick in Holyoak, but tonight they gon' be sick of you [Round 1: Dirtbag Dan] It's Mr. If It Ain't On The URL It Doesn't Count Now that's some sh** you're gonna have to speak to These days most of your battles are a** so King Of The Dot don't need you But you take money from people and then no show, that's deceitful So no wonder your trademark is a missing tooth, you're always biting the hand that feeds you I think you battled everyone now Eric, when it's over what are you supposed to do I may be the underdog today but I understand the whole overview You're the poster boy for over saturation, the casual fans are over you You over booked yourself, you're overrated, even this a** whooping is overdue You have never been tight with the pen DNA They want a mediocre battle now they send DNA So if I molly whop Eric and end DNA it'll make everybody happy like MDMA Hold on, hold on, I can see your future, I'm a psychic You'll always be somebody's sidekick And your bars will always come off light if Shine is who you write with Who else is gonna let you dress him up like a mime and think it's some tight sh** The whole time Daylyt is going out of his f**ing mind thinking, "That's my sh**." At that moment, whatever respect I had for the two of you slipped away But a mime's perfect I guess cause y'all are both overly animated actors who never have sh** to say In six months, y'all went from making 2 on 2's hot again to "Goddamn it, DNA & K-Shine in a 2 on 2, not again!" Now-a-days you just follow him, a year ago you were baby Clips sh** I bet the two of you used to kiss like you Lil' Wayne and Baby Clips, you make me sick Trying to be just like them cause nobody wants to be like you K-Shine's in the gym all the time now he trying to get his body right too But back when Charlie was giving himself Diabetes, you were the Type Two/too Hold on, if Eric don't get it, give Eric a minute Cause Eric a airhead like Erica Mena He thinks it's all Love & Hip Hop like Erica Mena But you a washed up b**h clinging to a short rapper to stay relevant like Erica Mena DNA fans thinking, "He's white so of course he's gonna lose to Eric, right?" b**h you gon' lose the fight for life like the white blood cells in Eric Wright How come when Chess and Shine were pushing on each other, your p**y a** look terrified It's not like they're heavyweights Eric, that's a pretty tiny pair of guys As a kid, he was the embarra**ed type That grew up without both parents type, he always acting like a f**ing b**h So you can guess which one of his parents died Verified, you went from poppa Charlie to uncle K-Shine Let me clarify, you find a father figure Eric, then you feed off him like a parasite You think your f**ing dead a** daddy is happy looking down? Or ashamed at this a** whooping and you acting like a clown? I didn't understand your name before but I finally got it now DNA is a acronym, stands for Daddy's Not Around [Round 2: DNA] Of course, we in San Jose so when he spit y'all gon' like his rhymes That sh** got me bugged off, don't make me have to light the nine Cause you the type of n***a that'll get me bugged, you'll never let the fire fly Keep talking 'bout your rhymes, but you act like you ill when you popping the nine But you'll be like my dad, when you shoot, all your pops in disguise (da skies) Now, what you gon' say? When I was supposed to battle and 40 B.A.R.R.S., I backed out? Cool, he gon' say I copped out figures, but Big T and Shine jumped you They both showed you what our block 'bout wigger You got caught with that boo boo with me, that tool with me They left them shots off quicker You got hit by T, K, Oh, that was a knockout n***a And now I'm here to finish the job and make sure every verse hard Out of all these west coast rappers, you are one of the worst stars That second round vers' Rone, I know it hurt y'all Cause I'm starting to think me not making sense, is better than them bird bars B-b-b-b-birdman! n***a I got three million views by telling Dizaster "something, something" I guess that was heavy I got a millions for telling Eur' "I'm known nationwide" I guess that was heavy I snipe the .38 long range vers' Ill Will and k**ed him cause he wasn't half as ready Ah Dan, by the looks of things, you should start to clap machetes I'll load the sporter, cause you talking 'bout a co*katoo, is an obstacle You getting a million views might never be possible B-b-b-birdman is Chris Anderson, I heard he rocks with you Well if that's the case, you should be used to having more Hawks on top of you B-b-b-bird bars and I don't even want to speak to peasant Roles will be reversed, we'll see Real Deal trying to be a reverend Sage trying to teach a lesson, Hollow stop sipping lean a second Before Danny Glover have a Lethal Weapon This is Back To The Basics, you basic, I came to k** you and leave everything in the Bay sick Rap City, Big Tigger, started off in The Basement Now I'm here, my spot permanent like Verb and his wave kit You want your spot back, I got that It's all eyes on me, you can't stop that My Ambitionz Az A writer get higher soon as I co*k back Danny Boy, I don't gotta be Mad At Cha to send you where 'Pac at I ain't come to play You bit off of QP, you thought I didn't think that? I mean that's absurd, the whole wood pecker, parrot, owls He said that in The Jungle when he battled Bird That's why I hate y'all, I hate frauds You went behind the scenes and now try to take charge Sold a 16 from your Westside Connection and tried to save bars So for that, you should get this hook and be dead; Nate Dogg R.I.P. though I'm on the worst side, don't make me squirt nines Y'all may think he won the first round but I swear it will be Reverse Live I squirt nines, came to k** him, but f** all that Birdman ish f** ya squad, f** you and that Birdman clique Charlie already k**ed you with that Birdman sh** So do me a favor, after this get off of me and the Birdman's dick [Round 2: Dirtbag Dan] You f** up, fear the beard You should've done like MASSacre and sent your team I don't care how safe the venue seem I'ma make sure you leave this b**h looking like Balrog on the continue screen Final 9...8...7... b**h you better pick up the sticks and hit the continue bu*ton before I get to six, I flip the script Your mother's a crippled b**h, she doesn't do sh** but sit And one of her eyes is bigger than the other one by a little bit You're illiterate, you do talk to text when you drop down lines about popping Tecs And you hop on the dick of who's popping next Cause you haven't found you're real poppa yet p**y boy, you are not a threat I don't owe you sh**, you are not a friend He's got specials cracking on feature verses but none of those specials ever end All of your features are special, just like all of your teachers were Special Ed' Let's pretend for a split second you're about the sh** that your clique repping You, got that nine milli, K-Shine got the Smith & Wesson You, whipping the Pyrex while you roll up a zip Then you pop in the clip and you switch weapons Stop it, you are not a G If y'all got popped in a robbery you will probably go and cop the plea You do fake gun choreography Why the f** do you battle so much?! You got a gambling problem and homie's broke If Nikiya's dumb a** didn't pay you in advance you would've definitely showed up in Holyoak He doesn't got sh** for real life sk**s, but in a battle homie go for broke He's like one of those autistic kids that learned to play Mozart note for note Know what I'm talking about? Imagine, DNA at a job interview What the f** do you put on the resume? "I never used a fax machine before but I can show you how to make the machete spray." "Well okay, ah...are you-do you know how to make a spreadsheet using Microsoft Word or Excel?" "Word. Yo' girl, said you micro soft and when I spread sheets I'm excel." "I don't think you're understanding the questions. That's not what I asked you. Are you familiar with Powerpoint?" "I'll power point this nine at you." "I'm sorry. I think we're just gonna have to go in a different direction." "Nah, that the f** outta here. Get them Post Its, them staplers, and them thumbtacks the f** outta here Get them e-mails, them spreadsheets, and the fax the f** outta here Aw, I don't wanna get a real job. I should've have told Smack to get the f** outta here." Yeeeeah f** an impersonation, this is in person hatred Your mom's a cripple b**h in a wheelchair strolling So her favorite 2Pac song is Picture Me Rollin" [Round 3: DNA] He right, I got a gambling problem, that's a fact You 'bout to see me black jack when I grab the gat You ain't get a chance to roulette, n***a will get half of that Cause he know if you snitched don't bring back a rack (bacharach) Now let's go through these bars, that's casino sh** but Lush gets the round where I start hurting ya soldier Your personal doja 'Bout to wind up in a hearse or a coma Gave you the Blueprint to help ya verse's be colder Think Jay-Z cause I'm 'bout to brush Dirt Of My Shoulders And y'all may react as he Fade To Black I'm k**ing this n***a now-what? And they may react as you Fade To Black Anderson Silva, got in this ring and couldn't wait to snap Y'all should see how I could set this up when y'all watch the tape and play it back Cause all you gon' see is me give a n***a from The Bay the max (Betamax) I ain't playing that cause I don't care what this lame n***a be thinking, he got a gat Who cares about the gauge n***as be bringing but he's a rat Telling 'bout the 'cane n***as be slinging, see you a rapper But a lot of Zay (Lotta Zay) n***as be singing and you an actor And now we see you lost it fam' Kevin Durant going for a dunk, we all knew your four would (forward) jam I promote the big nose like a Caustic fan He blow, Marino, and I'ma let it off in (Dolphin) Dan Marino/Dolphin/Dan, my mind's sick, that was some wild sh** Mentioned Chess in that altercation that's childish I could've knuckled up in the ring and gave this child dis That's a minor in a minor situation, don't be childish But Organik, I got a question for you bro I'm really starting to think you don't think my verse is insane What you thought I really wasn't sick in Holyoak? Like that was purposely staged? I should sue him for defamation of character, the nerve of this lame Cause the moment I seen the flier I knew y'all threw Dirt on my name The state been looking, for you to face this whooping After, give it a rest, you should be placed in bookings Pa**, E-40, Mistah Fab, they be cooking And you should stop cause they care (daycare) how the Bay be (baby) looking And you f**ing it up cause you seem gay, f** what this fiend say Since he got the long beard I should k** him the free way/Freeway But Dan kinda soft, he'll never let three spray The gun rose and (Roseanne) had him cutting like DJ But I don't gotta wild out, cause for this, it wasn't a reason to diss you But now I stay with the Tec, my whole team is official (O'fficial) Wild N Out with the Cannon like Conceited was with you The only way they'll say D beat (B) D is if you read his initials I came to k** you n***a, it's round three it's getting hot in here San Jose what's my slogan? (GET HIM THE fu*k OUTTA HERE!) Hell no Get all your friends the f** outta here Get everybody that impersonates and say I don't make sense the f** outta here Get Dirtbag and this queer the f** outta here Get them b-b-b-b-bird bars and that beard the f** outta here [Round 3: Dirtbag Dan] This motherf**er told 40 B.A.R.R.S. and Bonnie Godiva, "Don't s** my dick, just get the f** outta here. Aaaah." I never seen somebody look so frightened telling a couple women "Don't s** my dick" before Then I thought about it, has anybody ever seen DNA with a chick before? Anybody? Not me, not one time Not one woman, not at one event, not once I know your dad didn't get a chance to tell you Eric but getting your dick s**ed is something you're supposed to want This is the guy who sets up punchlines like, "We were in s**. It was glad proper." That's the type of sh** you say when you when you don't connect with your dad proper You have s**, you're not in s** When we say "birds and bees" we don't mean insects The whole concept has DNA f**ed up like incest I can't blame the homies either Hooking this guy up would be hard to do I mean first off, you gotta find a b**h that's down to f** a retarded dude And then, even if you do its' still gon' be some hard work I heard K-Shine asked if you were into tits or a** He said he needed to hear her bars first I'm just saying, pretty f**ing weird, none of us has seen you with a chick before Aside from being in a battle or standing next to Clips I ain't seen you close to a pair of tits before Just like you saying your mom is crippled and in a wheelchair, what the f** I seen this chick limp for? Then, she started f**ing sprinting the minute she seen a liquor store Run up in that b**h with a handful of change talking 'bout what the scratch is hitting for Threw 95 cents on the counter, cashier said she a nickle short Charlie Clips has cholesterol problems you used to get him his Lipitor He ate dinner on the kitchen table and you ate dinner on the kitchen floor Whooh! This scheme is hitting, what the f** I need to switch it for? I ain't even said, "b**h you're poor", "civil war" or "ninja sword" Even if he get a who*e, the minute that he finna score I'll grab the b**h, throw her in the figure four, tell Avacado to hit record We're filming a f**ing murder here And even though the home town bias, I'm make sure that the verdict clear This is the Zay baby! Aaaah! This a motherf**ing bird in here So I don't wanna hear a word about a f**ing bird in here Caw caw, yeah, let me squawk that sh** I will box that beak co*k the hammer for the chicken if you wanna cross that street Ba-ba-ba-bird bars, watch me overdose If I did, that would be your only hope I should introduce son to his father and the holy ghost For making me spend a single weekend of my life in Holyoak You know what's cracking in Holyoak? Back page hoes that K-Shine knows Throwing blows in the hotel room hallway, don't ask me why, only K-Shine knows Sorry Uncle Niki, I'm not hating It's just not the type of place that I'd vacation While I was in Amsterdam, eating magic truffles getting high as spaceship You were battling your f**ing step daddy in Nikaya's basement Face it, being on a B.E.T. cipher don't make you famous If you still gotta battle 16 times a month to make your cell phone payments I'm f**ing done