Smack White - Tay Roc vs DNA lyrics

[Round 1: DNA] DNA versus Tay Roc, I know a lot of y'all ain't wanna witness this Since you said you wanted Calicoe If Smack ain't paid me these racks I wouldn't have did this sh** My bro Charlie beat you twice, since they say I'm his son I could live with it So this battle's like Vine cuz the same thing gon get repeated by lil clips Get the fifth, let this G know (Geno) if he don't Jet, he getting Vick'd The tre will make you pay, sir (Pacer) or the mill'll (Miller) spit Get him, k's (MK) in the Daylyt, I bet you'll chill a (Chilla) bit Or just call my planet of the apes That mean my C's will (Ceasar) be on some Gorilla sh** Tell Murda he still a b**h, cuz I ain't even want Tay Tay I was hoping that Mook get wild Since he didn't, guess I gotta practice with Roc like a shoot around You'll get smoked with the pipe, that's a hookah lounge Then it's (Dentist) to the tool like a root can*l You say you got hammers well you should use it now Cuz the last time we seen a DOT reaching was the Proving Ground What? Y'all ain't seen a Queens n***a Murda Inc like this since Black Child? How y'all think this n***a Roc Raw, when all he do is bring Smack-down? Heard you was snitching in Baltimore, telling n***as about crack vials So for singing on the wire, I'ma show you my mac wild (Mackwild) That's why I think URL smart, but Tay stupid Cuz Smack put him behind bars, Frank Lucas They amped you, ya whole tier/tear ga**ed, St. Louis For y'all raving (Raven) I'ma make two ring, Ray Lewis If I seem in a hoodie he'll die, unless he got a mean vest They ain't gon see you on this card again (Cardigan) Since you wanna be fresh You owe me any shorts? Leave (Short sleeve) Or get ya casket closed tight like T-Rex Follow where that car goes (Cargos) and a pair will hit ya V next (V-necks) I told you Roc, I'm on some other sh** After them first two battles with Charlie Should've learned not to f** with Clips See you & ya Wiz hopping out of that Rolls (Rose) well start running quick Cuz boy I carry a Cannon that'll make a couple split What y'all thought? After Ill Will I couldn't check this dude? They should've known it wasn't a game when I split Tech in two (Tekken 2) If ya Maryland n***as try to jump in, I'ma E. Ness them too But Ty won't try once I put Law in order like SVU If he survive I'm running in B-more right inside of the spot Tay Tay going out like Omar whether he got on a wire or not I tell my man keep ya eyes on the clock So when I shoot at 8:59 all y'all gon see is 9 on the Dot What you thought? I was gon come and spit the same sh** that Clips said? Jaz the Rapper hammer, that means it's nothing but big heads If I see you in that Cadillac, Ty better get low or ya clique dead Ayo Charlie! Baltimore n***as always leave with their wig red That's why you got me tight right now, I wanna fight right now Cuz I hate ya slogan and everything that has to do with light right now Like if I see ya son in the crib, I'ma shoot his brains Leave that on the mantle If I see Roc lampin around, I'ma show him what this can do For y'all thinking this a match and he fire, that ain't mad bright Now if you think about them last words, then that's light I mean you say ya wack slogan and then repeat bars And y'all get excited from it Don't y'all notice he says that's light so you could be blinding from it? I mean Roc, that's an indication that you not ready You keep giving us light bars to disguise that they not heavy It's round 1 it's getting hot in here, y'all know my slogan (GET EM THE fu*k OUTTA HERE!) Hell no! Get his whip the f** outta here! Get Smack, get everybody that was on my dick the f** outta here! Get Rex, get Mook, get Shine, ya whole clique the f** outta here! Since Charlie made it debatable, get Clips the f** outta here! [Round 1: TAY ROC] Smack called me, said I had you, I said wait a minute Now I can't really describe the mood it put me in Wait, I'm in it, you gone be gone in 60 seconds This gone take a minute Give em a shot that's clear as hell, he'll get a facial with it n***a where you live? Don't make me visit I'll pistol whip em He'll have to relearn everything and be babysitted Sawed-off pump, if you run I could chase you with it If I got beef with blood he's marinating in it I'll f** ya b**h and she'll say who did it I'm a crack her if she hanging with you n***as, I'm racial with it Draw lead then erase you with it You should've thought outside of the box Now I'ma place you in it Aye you get it? You in my way, now you getting wrecked Disrespect, s** my dick, f** you and the clique you rep Red beam on ya lip, looking like a lit cherry on a cigarette I'll clap him with a automatic sweeper; this my Swiffer Jet Gun Bar King, don't claim that, that's not ya style Roc is foul, I'll shoot up ya building and hope I shot a child b**h on my strip you are not allowed And this tone silent, he won't hear it ringing It's like my pocket dial Light bars, let me hear that this guy's snitchin' That's gon lead to you tied up watching ya b**h be my victim It's like I'm showing you how to cook a meal It's kinda sickening Cuz you gone sit and watch while I bat her then fry chicken Not kidding, Roc trippin', I will let a Glock hit em Man, the can come from under the shirt like I'm shoplifting I will kick in ya door with a stock lifting Like “don't move” I'll paralyze who ever I see walking, I'm not crippin' Rex and K-Shine got with em I'ma do em like the last two Dots did him But Roc ain't bring a prop with em This TEC'll aim, no Tetris game when ya block missin' It's Mardi Gras; that's all of y'all with ya top missin' What make you think that there's something That you can do with Mook? Stop coming at the Dots you gon make me pull and shoot Rounds off my waist; that's a hula-hoop Headshot, have his wisdom coming out his mouth Like I pulled ya tooth When I first battled Clips, you wasn't nowhere in sight I hope you brought ya punches, p**y I'm prepared to fight Smack told me to take Eric's life Now I gotta do Eric wrong I'm trying to send him to Eric Wright Why you hating? This automatic will annihilate him f** a drive-by, I walk up and leave the driver waiting He get shot right in the middle of having conversation My shooters come give the metal to who I'm nominating Roc ain't playing I don't f** with y'all and I don't keep no secrets I dug Charlie a grave, this one gone be the deepest Bury you after him, Smack, this gone be the sweetest They got double crossed and iced; that's two Jesus pieces Light bars, now you see your opponent Lebron James gone make me cramp in the heat of the moment See that's where you made me mad I will Paul George him Put two 4's on him then break his leg in half DNA you're trash, and that's all you're about to hear I'll knock DNA out DNA with what I got in here If I let off one round you know it will be hot in here New York, what's his slogan?! (GET EM THE fu*k OUTTA HERE!!!) NO! Get them kicks the f** outta here I already bodied the n***a who write for you Get Clips the f** outta here How dare you diss my n***a Saying “get Smack the f** outta here” If I was Smack I would've stepped back like “You ain't getting paid ya other half shun, now get ya a** the f** outta here” [Round 2: DNA] That last round that he spit I f** with it Roc, you had a lot of lyrics and sh** I was trying to break you down and do some other things But y'all wanna hear that ignorant sh** So and since Smack's ya man, I don't wanna air you out But you just took up for a n***a When I battled he ain't even put a trailer out This my 2nd round Tay, it's time to see what ya life bout Like when sh** get foul for Roc Which one of ya n***as gon call that time out But let me look in a snake eyes, f** rollin a dice out Cuz lets see if you saying “that's light” When you got a n***a that's punching ya lights out They told me don't freestyle this battle They told me keep it written please Well tell this Joker I'm the wrong one to face (Two Face) Since tonight y'all gon miss the frees (Mr. Freeze) You know how they got A-Team and the mohawk on Mr. T? Like if I call a team they'll bring out more hawks if they miss the T Since he for beef, tell Smack set it up with Factz if you get the cheese Cuz once I serve Tay with this Big Mac, I'ma give Mickey these (Mickey D's) Then drive through, put a soul in the air, that's perfect I'm gripping the Glock to put his chick in a box, that's CHURCHES This biscuit on the side order help me get Roc fried So when these POP-EYES I'm k**in you and ya FIVE GUYS If you think you the gun bar king and you stay strapped Then where was ya gun when Mook got pistol whipped And Rex got his chain snatched? You know what, save that, he won't SHINE if this K clap If you survive, I'll recap him like Jay Blac You ain't in my league, that'll get Tay slapped For one you not King Of The Dot's So when I Flip Tops I'm knocking off A Hat (AHAT) How you from Baltimore but joined a Harlem group? That's straight wack So as for Roc, he's getting addressed (a dress) A$AP You know A$AP Rocky wear the dress, you know what, save that All you n***as saying I was bout to get 3-0'd y'all need to stop crying Saying it'd be biased cuz we battled in New York, n***a stop lying Clips said whoever hate on you vers' Tay, them n***as co*k riding I said nah, they just bringing a new definition of Roc climbing I swear to god as my motherf**in witness The moment you become top tier in battle rap, everything switches Them same fans that used to love you and cheer Now they boo and become critics That sh** that they use to give constructive criticism, now it's malicious But here's the difference See when DNA don't make sense it's cuz I freestyled it Thought of it this very minute When you don't make sense You went home, took time out, and it was written For instance he said “I should shoot Charlie in his Windgate with these mac's b (Max B)” Now let me get this sh** straight Y'all mean to tell me I can't clap machetes But he can shoot n***as in their Windgate? What the f** is a Windgate!? I'm just asking ya And how can you put CAL IN DA ER when AR ends with “Calendar?” You said “I should k** ya grandma, ma and whoever else shack (Shaq) up with you” That's like saying the Yankees second baseman was John Elway Cuz n***a grandmama's not Shaquille O'Neal, it's L Jay See you don't know basketball, that's the problem Hit his windshield, the 6'll (Sixer) break the gla** like Darryl Dawkins It'll look like the Knicks vers' the Pacers when I grab the larkin Cuz if you don't wanna see this 4 point play like Larry Johnson Now I'ma be honest, I don't got respect for y'all Cuz y'all just be cheering for Roc and he don't make sense at all You get blinded by the aggression and performance so y'all get hyped too You don't even finish the bar, and they be like “woo!” Well if y'all gon let this n***a slide then let me slide too Cuz y'all let him get away with Murda, but I'ma find Mook And when I do, my n***as'll serve ya You gon see these (CD's) trays if I'm getting the burna I'm blacking out, hitting people even if it didn't concern ya It's to the point where my man like you don't know where you are D (URD) And I replied back in the middle of Murda Tell that n***a we coulda done this before, but he was taking forever Smack had all that bread, he wasn't saving no cheddar You old n***as can't f** with us new n***as, what? I'm not making it clever Y'all want the proof? Reed (Proofread) made a mistake in this era/error What time is it? It's 7 o'clock? Well they shoulda started this battle around 2 Cuz I'm k**ing you early Roc and you supposed to be the k**er around too Clips said he ain't the n***a you can give a round to I told that n***a only reason I ain't k** you before, I ain't get around to Shot him at 1, cops ain't find the body till around 2 And since ya hypeman round too, he gon get a round too I even shot Rex and Mook around 2 Why? Cuz it's two Dots around too This that brim in ya face, that's that old Roc Four burners by the kitchen, that's that stove top Why give em long range? Here's that dome shot Tay Roc had a good streak, this that road block! [Round 2: TAY ROC] Who the f** are you talking to, D? Somebody tell this kid That he ain't sonning Roc; the DNA negative n***a play with me, you won't never live Snub lose and a long nose, you can't even tell they relatives Eric St. John want wreck with me Alright now you going in the ER I see St. John disrespecting me Clips helped you write? Check it, D Smack gone charge me for k**ing Charlie again That's double jeopardy Don't call me complex or lyrical, I'm straight forward All the top tiers ducking me, now you gon pay for it With them gun bars I'm ill so n***as “wait for it” He sleeping well before every funeral there's a wake for it f** a personal n***a cuz I don't know about you Bruce Leroy, I can show nothing glow about you This broken bottle will poke inside you You hospitalized in Queens The docs taking pieces of Corona out you Ain't nothing (?) about you, you not stopping Tay You trying to catch up, but you don't know how far Roc away My last two bars will tell you that that's a Queens scheme Your whole background phony; that's a green screen If we scrap ya jaw getting wired, we will start up a riot It'll come up from under the Big T, make all of 'em quiet We all shoot, you'll get caught in a fire That's two revolvers spinning next to each other Like the washer and dryer I'm awfully tired and you next n***a to feel the wrath from me You will get iced when I buck it, challenge me The cave don't disrespect god, but they blast for me Ironic, I'll make you a casualty on a casual T Now I gotta dog you on the net I don't do too much talking, I'll make a argument a d**h We all shooting at best Who street fighting? This gun'll buck, just think Ryu and Ken uppercut; all you can get stretched A lot of your battles got all us upset Magic made you look dumb on camera That's The Carbonaro Effect You might wanna come armed with a TEC This one 8 will leave two O's without calling collect What you gon hook on a Dot like a question mark? I'll adjust the line Like if you throw a right on the dot like you just in time Professor Shine called the janitor, this mess is mine I'm walking with a dirty middle schooler; that's a messy 9 Light bars, you'll get a hole in the front of your snap back Get hit with some sh** I gotta pull out a backpack You see where Smack at? Don't touch me If you touch me you getting smacked back with a back smack Right to where Smack at I don't repeat myself, I'm not a Yak back Aye D, ok, see you ain't never seen this type of K, D What you can't hear? You so so deaf; that's JD He must be smoking crystal, it's clear you on that H, D Now y'all take the letter “D” and the word Nanny Now picture this guy “D” being a Nanny He'll probably make the kids cry but back to that D, Nanny I'll lift that sh** high and k** D nanny Spell it out, that's DNA in NY – GOD! Damn y'all know that this n***a dead Three holes, you can go bowling with his head I'ma catch this n***a roaming out his crib I'm on his roof with a rifle, that's how I see em over with a cig If I don't got a n***a running from me, he running for me You running to me, you gon see this and get to running on me You a s**a shorty and you ain't got nothing for me Another New York n***a who's buildups is 100 stories [Round 3: DNA] That might've been the most amazing sh** I done heard You could take D nanny and that means D in NY and y'all like that? It figures, I think y'all should stop screaming Cuz it just makes sense what Roc's doing, it's another Dot reaching Why y'all gon get hype for them lines like he doing well? I guess y'all wanna hear gun bars instead of that intelligent sh** on URL Well should I load the sporta? Well that don't make sense How bout I shoot a shell Let a bullet rain here and leave em red here/hair like Nunu Nellz But you gon get this movie live and direct, it's 3D I made Prez die, I k**ed that PG for GP You and ya n***as gon need Obama Care ‘fore I squeeze 3 Cuz they could run, but Roc gon be the first n***a that D, see (DC) Think please… And when I catch em he better do 95 on that highway Don't stop or slow down or we gon end this my way See you hopping out the whip, I'ma let that 9 spray Give this star bucks (Starbucks) when I hit the caf' (calf) They'll find you in a lot, Tay (Latte) But Smack said you Top 5, that was on BET n***a that's a lie, I said you from the DMV You said bullets shoot over the car like Blake Griffin, that's too easy b When I just get the clip a (Clipper) point like CP3 Y'all remember that third round vers' K-Shine? Where he broke DNA down and taught me a lesson quick You know the lab coat, the science goggles, he perfected it My Beloved Loaded Lux said “Dying is a sure thing and you're the d**h in it (definite)” So I wanna play a game called who stole a n***a's style And guess who the contestant is You can go to jail for all the Tsu'ing you do, we don't respect the sh** You guilty for sounding like Surf in a sense, you can't object it b**h You can't complain if (plaintiff) You don't got a case and you can't defend it, sh** You tried to hide it but we caught you and here's the evidence When we first started hearing you Roc, we was loving all of ya verses Then you starting doing hand gestures and sound effects I'm like: “what's the purpose?” What's worse is, you took another n***a's style and didn't even birth it If y'all pay attention, this whole time he been doing nothing but Surf sh** Vers' Con, Surf said “U R in the middle of the *CH-CH* like Church is” Vers' Clips you said, “*CH* that AR LIE” oh you reversed it What's next? You gon say URN and NASH on some Surf sh**? Spit a gun bar, when the crowd go crazy put ya hand on Surf's hip? Y'all both two dimensional, if you follow geography then that's perfect Cuz the earth is a two dimensional surface And now that that surfaced that'll explain how you been riding Surf's dick Cuz you just putting the ground work to get on the same level that Surf is What y'all tight? Cuz ya views struggle and all his got a million? Y'all n***as booing me, I guess I'm losing from the words I guess I should start spitting nouns cuz y'all wanna boo me for the verbs I don't wanna have to spaz out or get the toy quick If this was a few years ago and y'all was booing me like this I probably would've walked off on some Detroit sh** But I'ma stand here, take the boo, cuz y'all n***as wanna hype Roc I mean damn, these n***as wanna act like you Shine, Roc I guess you think since you battled Clips and had a good battle It's ya time Roc But since you Crip, I'ma k** 6 seconds, that's Vine, Roc You don't even gotta let me finish Cuz no matter what I do in battle rap, still n***as lying Beat two PG's, y'all hate it, and still n***as trying I don't wanna hear the gun bar king spit these steel gripping lines So and him can get Smacked cuz I'm on real n***a time, time [Round 3: TAY ROC] I'm from the block era when it was not fair Been doing this before you goofy GrindTime n***as got here I'm 12 URL's in with no chokes so I do not care About battling for other leagues or being top tier f** you, K-Shine k**ed you dressed like a CNA My bro Rex talked about ya mother, he ain't even play DNA when I lick a shot it ain't E&J You got the gun bar king Now what would you like to drink today? A shot to k** ya? That's 1800 on his top But my shooter will do it for 1738 on the spot I could take him to the roof and get drunk, click, pop You gon get this tip, see then hung over and dropped But your man Conceited Watch your mouth before I step on Con That n***a's bout 4 foot nothing; he's a leprechaun Putting me in ya bottom 5, you toddler size I will yoke you up from the collar, make you apologize I am pure violence, I don't decide peace Pimp sh**, I came with my main b**h and my side piece I aim it at that side, you can tell that whole side piece I done hit so many n***as with the side piece That I lost the side piece If I drop shoot up Visine Hold up, all the fans looking confused Until they peep my scheme Now me and you can shoot the fair one, but you seen my team Meaning if I drop they'll shoot up any V I seen Sheesh, I'm mean, is he a problem? Not at all Smack Everyone takings shots but I send em flying all back But that tooth that's in ya mouth, I ain't got time for all that I'll put a loose one in ya mouth, like you ain't buy a whole pack Facts, you look like a snitch, I know the deal You the reason there's a million n***as locked up right now And I know it's real You can ask every k**er that's ever been inside that holding cell They all gon say the same sh**, DNA is the reason you go to jail But back to these gun bars that I prepared for real Big round will sit you in the air like a Ferris wheel We can be inside of the club, all that staring will Get you hit upside your head with the club That locks the steering wheel You'll f** around and have to pick up your tooth This four fuego like a tornado lift up his roof My n***as will shoot, you'll get Raheem'd if I give em the cue They'll ditch the Steel in the alley like Bishop in Juice sh** I'm the truth, and you about as street as the driveway DNA means evidence around my way And if there's any evidence that DNA is around my way It'll be evident how they find DNA around my way Listen, if I was to think how you rap like, you rap white I think Grind Time sent you to URL to turn Smack White Tomorrow you gon be thinking bout last night What makes y'all think I couldn't see DNA when black light I said sonny, listen, do what you may, whether you got me What you think you gon get Roc, man? Not me I catch em on Lenox, he'll lose his ear if he box me Afraid you're gonna lose your life, shaking in that alley Golly! Hold up, I know these n***as playing They gon say I lost to Clips so I'm battling his little man Well, just look at it my way on the other hand I just k**ed Clips and I came back for the other man You gone beat me? Still n***as lying Tell me like I tell the others, I don't feel n***as rhymes Who he fooling with them steel gripping lines Tell him f**ing with me you get smacked We on real n***a time