Beat Biter (Clean Version)

[Intro: D.V. Alias Khryce]
Come on. Uh huh. Yo

[Verse 1: D.V. Alias Khryce]
It took me no time to write this. I know a lot of dudes
Sitting around, listening, saying, “Ooh, I’ma bite this”
But I’m living through a lot of dudes doing this style
See me in the hood and approach me with a stupid smile
Knowing you’re foul, knowing how I’ll get down
Really shows your intelligence level is low. That’s why
Most Resurrect. ‘Cause they have Common Sense
And most [?] when they feel the presence of it
My mama loves seeing me grin ‘cause, inside, she know
I’m suffering, dealing with this cruel world, that I must make
Heaven. So my seeds can carry on the family
Traditions, I refuse to stop until I complete
My mission

[Hook: D.V. Alias Khryce] (x2)
Do you know what you’re getting yourself into when you’re biting styles
From me and my crew? Tell me, say what you’re gonna do

[Verse 2: C-France]
Yo, they say
I’m ahead of my time. You hear when I spit it in my rhymes
I get deep if I want to lose niggas with one line
That’s what I’m here for: to train your thoughts and prepare y’all
I dare y’all cats to test me. My semi got a neckpiece
I keep things quiet at the end of the riot
Respect silence, nigga, turn the situation vibrant
On top of this game, we move loosely. Choose three
Top emcees, dawg, it might be me
I’ll hold my name down: Cyphus. Publishing is priceless
I won’t sign if it’s your papers. I might buy it
Love where you sleep, you might dream my description
Living your life, I’ll be your wifey’s ambitions
She’s foreign. How do I know? Dawg, I’m scoring
I can’t call it. It’s your bitch and she’s mad boring
Snap out of that dream ‘fore you get lost in it
Wake your ass up ‘fore it’s too late to hear me spit it

[Hook: D.V. Alias Khryce] (x2)
Do you know what you’re getting yourself into when you’re biting styles
From me and my crew? Tell me, say what you’re gonna do

[Verse 3: D.V. Alias Khryce]
Yo, the same pride that you let build you can kill you
That’s why I stay away from the evils that men do
[?] a part of my religion like Hindus
Speak with the breath that was blown into mine
Conceived as a gift from the stage as a 9
I’m battling myself every day to do right
I’m battling and chosen to be grabbing the mic
My electric current flows like the key on a kite
Stop biting from my style. You ain’t doing it right
Can’t fool me on stage—it’s toxic to your windpipe
When you recite [?], can you consider the truth?
You’ve been lying through your teeth ‘til you hit the roof
And your exposure will expose the real side of you
‘Cause the only fans you’ll have will be the breeze on you
Fraudulence is something that I cannot stand
There’s more to get, so why be greedy and sham?
Love is love if I call you my man. Even if my hand
Was on the Bible at the witness stand. There’s
A code to the streets: never deal with rats
And I never defecate where I sleep at. Peep that

[Hook: D.V. Alias Khryce] (x2)
Do you know what you’re getting yourself into when you’re biting styles
From me and my crew? Tell me, say what you’re gonna do

[Outro: D.V. Alias Khryce]
Tell me, say what you’re gonna do. Dynazte. With a “Z.” [?]. That’s it