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[Hook: MicSteam]
I just came to get along with you
And DNA, I hope you got us all with you

[Verse 1: MicSteam]
'Cause I wanna cut a couple motherfuckers up in two
MicSteam, what's wrong with you? Well, I just wanna get raw with 'em and
Why DNA doing tracks with a dude that don't chop when he raps, don't get many views
Don't get many [?] well, hmm
Got a lot of hate, matter fact, in the matter fact:
If I can't understand the words that you rap to me, you can't rap when you rap a lot of garbage
It's catastrophic how you drop a little sixteen, ha, he's wildly talking
It's like you made a sundae without the chocolate
Maybe one day you will use your conscience
And try to be constant with your content
There really needs to be a consequence for these motherfuckers bragging with they nonsense no-flow-having ass
Pass me the saw, I'ma cut em up in half
Then pass me the bath salts, I mix it with the bubble bath
Sucking on succotash, you can suck my dick you fucking fag

[Hook: MicSteam]
I just came to get along with you
And DNA, I hope you got us all with you

[Verse 2: DNA Tru Lyricist]
I came to get raw, you came to get kicked in the jaw
Like a Roundhouse Kikumura
Give me the people, I'm leaving 'em [?]
Raw like Forest Law, doing a backflip [?] kicking you all
Now should I quit fool with the Tekken references?
Or should I continue to let it spit like Yoshimitsu
I'm too sick to get a grip you, mean ZX-14 bike grips like vice grips
Sticking you in the eye icicle ice pick
I just want you to realize that MicSteam is my sidekick
I see what's inside him, it's a Ripgut remedy
Clarity with the nice spits, he's a lyrical viking
I get amped up when he mic-grips, lights the track up with mutated lyrical fire-breathing fireflies that might just light up with a brightness
Tie up all the hype kids running their mouth about my spits and his spits
Pop your mama's tit out your lips, bitch
And kids get no tricks in your bowl of statistics
Show that you misfits are too misfit to rip shit
While I be ripping and giving 'em all a sedative
Get on my level, I'm spilling it like Stanley Ipkiss
This is the sickness, the bodybag zips, this is just ta-tisk-tisk
Rest in piss, shit, blood, vomit, and come get this lyrical ass whooping
I'm raw, come ripping your jaws out

[Hook: MicSteam]
I just came to get along with you
And DNA, I hope you got us all with you