When I Go Off

[Intro]
Yeah, sup bitch
It's October now
Ain't taking no more shit from you motherfuckers
Woke up feeling like I'm just ready to go off on all you motherfuckers
It's DNA, motherfucker, Tru Lyricist shit
Show these motherfuckers how I do it

[Verse]
When I write a verse I go off
Going hard is the only way I do it, I can never go soft
I'm a motherfucking show-off
Showed up at the house of the rap game and ripped the motherfucking door off
DNA, I don't play, I can make your ass get ghost when I hit the booth
So go ahead and talk slick with the shit you let slip outta your lips and end up with a missing tooth
Better respect my gangsta, you're looking in the eyes of a veteran
I'm better than you ever expected, doesn't matter where you're from
I be spitting automatic gun flow lyrics at you, the lyricist from Texas - bread, born, and raised
Tryna get my bread, through the storm I rage up on the mic and give praise to the lord
I done suffered too much, and stressed too much over a woman, now I'm really getting bored
Who knows what's next? I don't know, I don't give a fuck no more
You can get cursed out or you can get rubbed out like a stain on the mic
I'ma 409 ya when you run yo' mouth
Your shit's getting cracked like a motherfucking safe
When I let shots off, ain't nobody safe
This hoe wanna take my time for granted, bitch, you're bout to get a taste
Of a whole 'nother place you ain't never been to, a whole 'nother side you ain't never seen from the DNA
They think I'm all nice, they think I'm all sweet, they ain't never seen the mean side of DNA
Bitch, I don't give a fuck, you better recognize
Why you think everyday I gotta exercise?
I gotta let my stress out and put my chest out
Ad bust these bitch-ass haters in the eye, I-
Live my life on the brink, give a fuck what you think
If you think that I need a psychiatrist, I can get crazier than you ever seen before - so: bitch, don't even try the shit
I didn't give you the right to speak about my life
You wanna speak on those things? Then you need my permission
I'll switch your position, position you into submission
And dropping a Kong-sized dick in your mouth
Uh, these rappers don't want no beef, I came from the South
Texas, bitch, and I'm ripping a large part of your body out if you test the shit
When I go off: no edit, behead it, I said it - I'm low-down, dirty, and raw
It's early but y'all be tempting me, pushing my buttons, I'm bout to be busting your jaw
And cracking your dome, so leave me alone when I'm off in my zone and I'm doing my thang
DNA, Tru Ripsta, Tru Lyricist, true to the game, and it ain't no thang
When I go off