KA - D.N.A. lyrics

It's the saga… (yo) Put you through the epic right here (yo, yo) One for the money, two for the dough Three pound seven, four shots blow It's the raw rock show On the stage with a gauge, that's all I know On your mark, set, go (set, go) Yes, [?], pace yourself, breath slow Four more spots, house reps or congressional With that Illmatic, listening to Esco Tryna push back that decimal to this threshold Without an arrest though, that's professional f** being that n***a in jail all swear with the best flow Hands and feet and chains, ask you to leave some names Or be down until 2050 Easter came So we stay incognito, sip a little vino In the Heights I'm Cuban, quiero perico primo Un kilo, serio? Yeah I know it's hot but I'll be back when it's frío I bought groceries when pops was goin' through chemo We all we got, like Gee Money told Nino I watched Deon move with henchmen and chino Practice [?] with his people My role models sold snow in the bottles to the weak and the frail By ‘86 it was rocks in them vials sh** looked like sleet and hail My favorite cousin taught me how to make good tasty hood pastries on that amazing oven Cake with the icing If n***as short him, better brace for the lightning They grandma smile, but the streets wasn't safe, it was frightening Never liked ‘em dreads (nah) Had trouble with the yardies Saw more [?] on the [?] Caught double figure bodies In the street, that's live mink custom Gun in the East River Firing pin is in the Hudson We never cooled out, stayed in the block steady bustin' You was home writing Santa asking for a Teddy Ruxpin I saw it over and over How can I not crime when I'm older, chip on my shoulder Wanna go from sh** to brick to boulder Long as cops don't witness this like Jehovah I'm a captain now I need you to be a soldier f** blingin', that ain't part of my upbringing That ain't why I'm up slingin' (no) If I was home too long, D woulda go up singin' (Yo Ka, there's money outside, go get it) (Yo Ka, there's money outside, go get it!)

Stayed quiet for years, then hunger fired my gears I woke up one morning, said “I'm with it” (I'm with it, I'm with it) Chose the path, fourty years through the dessert like Moses with the staff No smile, no laugh, gettin' n***as in the smash Fast money crash, slow money last It's like crack and h**n The difference is the peddlin' Heads rush but fiends be patient for that medicine I talk about the war because I'm a decorated veteran Brownsville is what I signed in the log, at your local Sheraton I was in your local town district and province Problems in the empty clips spelled BK in the bricks in your projects I was in the dark waitin' for somebody to click on some knowledge Till then I'm dirty in the hood But my guns and sh** polished They was fresh out the box now they got a little malished From the bloodline field n***as got slavery abolished Born the same year uncle was murdered, I'm his reincar We was both in the streets with comrades, tryna be a czar But he never made it He caught a slug, spirit elevated My pops cuffed the ox, heard the news n***a detonated (boom!) Diligent on some k**a sh** Went to visit every n***a my uncle was dealin' with He was a vessel with that Saturday night special Put the pressure to all them n***as he stepped to Finally got his lead that he need, ran up on it like a steed Son gon' bleed, son gon' bleed (son gon' bleed!) Some n***a from Chauncey talkin' raunchy Just speakin' ‘bout it now, this sh** kinda haunt me (sh** f**ed me up right now) Walked up on him on broad day, once he stepped out of 4J Stomped him the f** out and then lit him up in the hallway (blap blap, blap blap) Squeezed until there was nothin' left, avenged his brother d**h Homicide came by in a week five deep on the steps (what y'all want, man?) You see, he ain't playing, that's part of my DNA Now I'm on a team with n***as with the huntin' gene Y'all n***as keep being prey But we spray, we spray Y'all n***as prey