DNA vs. Rone (2014)

[Intro: Organik]

Ayo, King Of The Dot, put your money where your mouth is, Toronto, Flatline, make some motherfucking noise yo! Again yo, this battle was only set up about SIX HOURS ago. Nobody would do this except these two

[DNA]

DNA vers' Rone, this the rematch

The way that they set this up, I feel like I'm God

They called me in a hotel, it was only two hours prep

But I told Bishop and Organik I'ma still make sure that every rhyme hard

Mr. Lavoz ain't show up, I bet if he did it'd be jokes

He wouldn't even give y'all nine bars

Y'all know Uno wasn't a draw for y'all

So they picked me to make this a wildcard

And now I'm here, he don't even know what I'm 'bout to do

I mean I set this battle up Rone

To make sure everything was here so that

And so that we can make sure the crowd won't lose

I mean I'm giving you another shot

Making sure that you won't get more than a thousand views

Aye Mystique, your X-Man ain't show up and now I'm killing him out the blue

But Organik we should've did this for a title

I guess you don't want me to rule shit

So until then I'm shooting up every contender

With shit that's about the size of pool stick

Since Pat the champ, he gon' witness me cut, stab and shoot shit

I mean, I hope whoever Stay see dash/Stacey Dash

Cause if not I'm leaving 'em Clueless

But they set this battle up nigga, it's not the same

Soon as I seen your diamond/Damon Dash, or I'ma rob your chain

These shots will make your temple run

With this Ruger I got the aim

Just know what this can D/Candy Crush niggas, it's not a game

They wanted to set this battle up with DNA vs Rone

I'm in my zone Rone

I'm in Canada, even though I'm away, I'm still home Rone

I freestyled, you came with weak prep

It's like you Charron, Rone

Or I can let this arsenal/Arsonol bully you, I Charron Rone

I've been ready for all the combat

You act like you wanna bomb that

We got the best double

Your bitch? I gave her tea

Then I sat next to her with the best kettle

She was giving us all us top 10 niggas head

I said, "Damn, this bitch got the best bezel"

I guess she wanted to bone us so she could get to the next level

That was a star

I mean, when you think about a line like that, nigga THAT was a bar

I had to deliver that to you

They know that I'm pump with the strippers

I mean Organik call me with two hours notice and I came to kill you drunk off the liquor

Cause I don't respect you Rone

The last time I was so upset

I came to the battle in '09 with a bomb and you still ain't blow up yet

Stood right there, showed you mad skills

It was in front of PH, it was direct but you wasn't mad ill

You ain't come with no bars

You ain't even have half the drama

I mean, we was there in front of a fat woman

We even seen Sarah Connor/con her

But I mean, that was light

You know us talking about the beast coast

Is that back then in '09 I was the main nigga holding up the east coast

I put you niggas on

That's why you spitting it hot

I mean I'm the reason why everybody accelerated to URL, Don't Flop and King of the Dot

You talking right now but you a girl looking like a bitch onstage

The way that I'ma cause wreck with you, you gon' think Clips on stage

I mean, I could kill you in the daylight/Daylyt, they gon' see me shit on stage

You battle Pat Stay in a Compliment Battle

But I'm the one bringing the gift on stage

This freestyle off the top

I told you it's a plush one

I mean I ain't get to do this in awhile, in front of Organik, in front of Lush One

That's why I showed you that I could beat ya

Showed you that even though you try to rone

Even though your names Rone/Rome, I'll show you that I'm Caesar

You ain't believe ya

I can show you I can play the bitch like Madea

December 6th Dizaster Vs Cassidy, but I'm Nas cause I'm Ether

Standing in front of you

Giving you all these bars if you think that you delirious holmes

To bring you right in front of the daylight/Daylyt like I'm Serius Jones

But, you still ain't serious

That's why you ain't wanna talk it

When [?] I got an arsenal/Arsenol, when I shoot it, it'll give you the sorest/ The Saurus loss

Cause that's who's gonna battle next and they be dumb lim

I mean, you remember in '09 when we did the 2 or 2

I killed you and young Zim

Yeah, yeah

And that's word to Bishop Brigante

Old school hip hop, red dot on him, now he Kwame

I got my homie named Bob, he ready to pop trays

I call Bob, he gon' kill him, send Zimbabwe/Zim Bob way

I'm still not done

I'm tired of this old fuck

I mean, Rone we did this in '09 and you still ain't grow up

This one round, I got you your biggest paid battle

I got your doe up

But since it ain't happen this time

I brought the bomb again just so he can blow up!

What's up!? What's up?!

[Organik]

Is that it? Is that it?

[DNA]

Hell no! It's getting hot in here, King of the Dot y'all know my slogan

(Get him the fuck outta here!)

Hell no, I got some new shit, my flow is hot

Shoot bullets right on his head, I'm 'bout to open shop

They ain't even want to see me battle, this flow is hot

Uno would've got done bad weather/whether it snowed or not

Time nigga

Charlie Clips here. You lucky I ain't hit you with Psyche I Lied nigga

[Rone]

So we did battle five years ago and now he's a husky bitch

Thanks a lot dawg, we really wanted to see your disgusting tits

Yo, if they called me the most fucked over battler in 2014 I'd have to take it

I've had audio issues, video issues, back outs, cancellations

I've been ducked like that orange sauce

I've been Ducked like that Oregon squad

I've been ducked like Nicole should've done when she saw Orenthal

I mean, I mean, I mean

I said, E. Ness, Remy didn't want me

J.C., QP, stayed hidden from me

I've been dodged by so many black battlers you would think I was their kid or something

Oh what was that? That was racist?

Did someone just get mad at me?

Well maybe then they'll nut up and actually battle me

I mean, I had three verses for clean

All them shits were rehearsed

Ironic, now I'm going versus someone who's never had a clean verse

I mean, fucking how I'ma treat like fucking DNA like he's a heavy one

Bro, Charlie Clips little fucking nephew?

He'll battle literally anyone

Bro, he'll battle any person, anywhere for any price

He's battled 14 times the last seven nights

He battled the Burger King cashier for some extra fries

And if he wins 3-0 then he gets a Sprite

He gives a fuck; venues, views, time limits

His last battle came out yesterday

His next one comes out in...five minutes

So battling you isn't cool if it's all that you do

It's nothing but stuffing a slut that'll fuck anything that moves

But as far as comp, it's slim pickings

So really, I'm not nitpicking

If you ain't making my knot thicken well I know who I'm NOT picking

But you aren't really shot licking

You gold digging and nob picking

You got fifteen minutes of fame and Eric your clock ticking

They think it's awkward when we squab because I mob with him

Mob with him?

Bro, I'm not chilling on the block with him

I never broke the law with him or ran from the cops with him

If it wasn't for battle rap I wouldn't even talk to him

The only time he had Drive, is that movie with Ryan Gosling

The only time he do a bid is at a fucking silent auction

You wouldn't fucking; you talk about the iron sparking

I don't respect that kind of talk

And you ain't let the Eagle off safety in Philly since fucking Brian Dawkins

You'll get whipped

A Palestinian versus an Israeli

I'll leave you with a cut back like you trying to tackle Shady

You would never draw, just follow your block like Hank Fraley

Cause you couldn't see me 1 on 1 like Champ Bailey

Think you gon' win? You higher than John Daly

I'll knock him out the air he in/Aryan like a blond baby

O.C. is what you stuck on like Todd Haley

Just another bitch trying to ball Dawn Staley

Just another bitch trying to ball Elena Delle Donne

Fuck a hood boy I've got Marines with their weapons drawn

30 second shootouts is nothing compared Lebanon

They let it ring for five hours straight just like a telethon

Fuck a tank top

I'll make it look like they hit your top with tanks

You the soup of the day

The dude in the way as I'm climbing through the ranks

But I just want the title dawg, I don't want the thanks

And I'ma get that gold chain like I shot Shabba Ranks

I'll get you doctored up proper like the DJ's name

You to be passed like a batons when a relay's played

Who fucking got that title?

I'm playing for it like it's EA Games

And snatch that shit right in Toronto like it's Freeway's chain

It could be Eric Gordon, Jeff Gordon or Ben Gordon

Either way, I've got the drive and it's a promise that I'm scoring

This the book of revelations vs the fucking Book Of Mormons

Tracey Morgan, I'ma cross him right out of his baby Jordans

Fucking, if KOTD was a football team, you'd be the long snapper

You get paid cause you're fake, that means that they comp' actors

But me, I'm a compactor, independent contractor

Rush in and shut your bars down just like I was John Taffer

See, the way that I rap, is like random attacks

And you go into shock like it's anaphylactic

And every man in your faction waits for magic to happen

While you grabbing and grasping for a tablet of Aspirin

And the soundtrack is the crack of your mandible snapping

It's like the battle was passion from Animal Planet

Yo, I don't say this to be mean dawg, but you can't rap

Take a half a rapper's skill and you got half that

You're to be laughed at

Ass crack, gas mask, hazmat

You don't got a little flow, one drop upon that Tampax

You see, the Dina that you know is not Dina that I know

Fuck, when you think American Psycho I think it's probably a typo

This bitch done never had hands, he's like the Venus to Milo

That made me think he's a pussy, somebody get him a gyno'

I mean shit, I mean shit, I mean shit

I kinda feel like the battle rap po'

Like, "Son do you know what I'm stopping you fo'?"

"Cause I suck and I'm wack, and I can't do flows?

Do I look like a mind reader sir, I don't know."

I said, I bet you brought some bars with you

A couple of hard hitters

Too bad you got the rhythm of a drunk uncle at fucking bar mitzvah

I mean, I make jokes cause you're a joke, just a pussy in disguise

What, are Cortez and Clips gonna cook you for your rhymes?

I got so much more at stake than you, I boogie on my grind

I've got so much more to lose and still I put it on the line

I give a FUCK if I get the respect that I ever deserve

They book inferior talent but still I'm never deterred

But what's it come to now to get love upon the stage?

I gotta whip my dick out or punch someone in the face?

Start ruining the brand cause there's money to be made?

FUCK THAT!

I'll do me, cause that's all it fucking takes

Let's go man. That's it bwoy