DNA
Na' kel Earl Sweatshirt Lyrics
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And neckin it 'til I'm dizzy
I never was defenseless
I never hugged a fence
I pick a side and trust in it
Stomach full of drugs and shit
My niggas on some other cleanse
Sunday binge, Monday
And the pants better be creased on my corpse
If you need that, run until the street lights off
Back got bigger, got the team strapped on
And you thought it was magic
But that's just the difference
Nigga my team is magicians
We think of the shit that we want then we get it
Look I got hoes in my britches
Big up Dill and britches provark em and soon
Thought you knew this my nigga
It's crackin like french tips
Just checkin and balances
And checks and salaries
Testing my friendships
Cause niggas get sour of this
Rap shit got the best of me
I threw the rest off the balcony
Shoutout Da$H and Retchy
I know yo bitch check for me
So much for chivalry
So long to every bitch tryna get intimate
I'm in my 20s now
Feet aimed at the jaws of the running mouth
Disdained from the loss since a fucking child
Spotlights on me I ain't stopping in my tracks
We taking it all and we running out
Threw shade in the past but you want me now ho
Put your face in your palm when I come around ya
Tell mom I'mma get a gun
If I get too popular
I'm just being honest with it
Tell her
Stop whining
It ain't no mo problems
I'm the best out of all these niggas
I'm just home when you speaking
Ain't no home for the weekend
No rest for your ass if I know that you're sleeping
I'm here and I'm there
And I'm up and I'm down
And I'm low and I'm peakin
It's cold in the deep end
Bitch nigga, we the train
If you see 'em wave
Ain't no bitch in my DNA
Bitch nigga, we the train
If you see 'em wave
Ain't no bitch in my DNA
Hundred blunts, niggas chains, that's my day to day
Niggas tryna ride my train like they fucking strays
My bro left today, fuck
Hot sauce in my cup of noodles, you taught me that
I ain't seen us in years
And this news right here almost made me have a heart attack
Your momma heart intact
We just spoke, I couldn't stomach that
I'm going to London on the first, I'm bringing you something back
A house on the hill with a big ass grill
We could have a boxing match
Japan, Australia, I know you be proud of that
I got a couple bitches now, I ain't gotta lie about that
I know you in a better place, I can't even cry about that
When I look into the clouds, I know you look down on me
Right next to grandmammy, and the rest of the ones who wanna see me happy
The song "DNA" by Na'kel Earl Sweatshirt is a reflection of the life of the rapper, who talks about his struggles with drugs and fame. In the first verse, he refers to his penchant for whiskey and drugs, which he consumes despite knowing the dangers. He explains his loyalty to his friends and his willingness to do anything for them, even if it means sacrificing his own life. He expresses his distaste for those who try to take advantage of his success and fame, calling them "bitch niggas" and asserting that he and his friends are the real deal.
Later in the song, he talks about a friend who has just passed away and his struggles with the grief. He reminisces about their conversations and their shared experiences, and expresses his sorrow at the loss. Despite this pain, he also looks to the future, planning to take his music and his message around the world. He acknowledges that he has a responsibility to those who came before him, and he feels their presence in his life and his music.
Overall, "DNA" is a powerful and introspective song that reveals the complex and often contradictory nature of Na'kel Earl Sweatshirt's life and artistry.
Line by Line Meaning
Intercepting a fifth of whisky
Starting off a drinking session
And neckin it 'til I'm dizzy
Drinking quickly and excessively
I never was defenseless
I was always ready for whatever came my way
I never hugged a fence
I never stayed in the middle
I pick a side and trust in it
I make a decision and stick with it
Stomach full of drugs and shit
High on drugs
My niggas on some other cleanse
My friends are living a different lifestyle
Sunday binge, Monday
Partying every day of the week
Then another 6 days back to Sunday when it's done again
Continuously partying every day of the week
And the pants better be creased on my corpse
I want to look good even in death
If you need that, run until the street lights off
If you need me, come find me
Back got bigger, got the team strapped on
I have more support now
And you thought it was magic
You thought it was impossible
But that's just the difference
That's just how we do things
Nigga my team is magicians
My team can make anything happen
We think of the shit that we want then we get it
We manifest our dreams into reality
Look I got hoes in my britches
I have women interested in me
Big up Dill and britches provark em and soon
Shoutout to Dill and other designers
Thought you knew this my nigga
You should have already known this
It's crackin like french tips
It's going well
Just checkin and balances
Making sure everything is in order
And checks and salaries
Money is important
Testing my friendships
Putting my friends to the test
Cause niggas get sour of this
Some people become bitter from success
Rap shit got the best of me
I let the rap industry change me
I threw the rest off the balcony
I got rid of anything that wasn't important
Shoutout Da$H and Retchy
Shoutout to my friends Da$H and Retchy
I know yo bitch check for me
I know your girl is interested in me
So much for chivalry
I'm not always a gentleman
So long to every bitch tryna get intimate
Goodbye to every girl trying to get close to me
I'm in my 20s now
I'm young and reckless
Feet aimed at the jaws of the running mouth
I'm not afraid to speak my mind
Disdained from the loss since a fucking child
I've been dealing with pain since I was young
Spotlights on me I ain't stopping in my tracks
I'm not slowing down for anyone
We taking it all and we running out
We're taking everything we can and leaving
Threw shade in the past but you want me now ho
You talked bad about me before, but now you want to be my friend
Put your face in your palm when I come around ya
You should be ashamed when I'm around
Tell mom I'mma get a gun
I need protection
If I get too popular
If I become too well-known
I'm just being honest with it
I'm telling the truth
Stop whining
Stop complaining
It ain't no mo problems
There are no more problems
I'm the best out of all these niggas
I'm better than everyone else
I'm just home when you speaking
I'm comfortable in my environment
Ain't no home for the weekend
I'm working all weekend
No rest for your ass if I know that you're sleeping
I won't let you rest if I know you're not working
I'm here and I'm there
I'm everywhere
And I'm up and I'm down
I'm experiencing all kinds of emotions
And I'm low and I'm peakin
I'm going through ups and downs
It's cold in the deep end
Things can be tough
Bitch nigga, we the train
We are powerful
If you see 'em wave
If you see us, acknowledge us
Ain't no bitch in my DNA
I'm not weak
Hundred blunts, niggas chains, that's my day to day
Smoking and jewelry are part of my daily routine
Niggas tryna ride my train like they fucking strays
People are trying to take advantage of my success
My bro left today, fuck
My friend passed away
Hot sauce in my cup of noodles, you taught me that
My friend taught me how to spice up my food
I ain't seen us in years
I haven't seen my friend in a long time
And this news right here almost made me have a heart attack
Hearing about my friend's death was difficult
Your momma heart intact
Your mom is doing okay
We just spoke, I couldn't stomach that
We spoke recently, but it's hard to accept that you're gone
I'm going to London on the first, I'm bringing you something back
I'm going to London and I'm going to bring something back in memory of you
A house on the hill with a big ass grill
My dream is to have a big house with a large grill
We could have a boxing match
We could have a friendly competition
Japan, Australia, I know you be proud of that
I've traveled to many places and I know you would have been proud
I got a couple bitches now, I ain't gotta lie about that
I have some women in my life now
I know you in a better place, I can't even cry about that
I know you're in a better place and I shouldn't be sad
When I look into the clouds, I know you look down on me
I know you're watching over me
Right next to grandmammy, and the rest of the ones who wanna see me happy
You're with our other loved ones who wanted nothing but happiness for me
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Na-Kel Alla Smith, Thebe Kgositsile
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Intercepting a fifth of whisky
And neckin it 'til I'm dizzy
I never was defenseless
I never hugged a fence
I pick a side and trust in it
Stomach full of drugs and shit
My niggas on some other cleanse
Sunday binge, Monday
Then another 6 days back to Sunday when it's done again
And the pants better be creased on my corpse
If you need that, run until the street lights off
Back got bigger, got the team strapped on
And you thought it was magic
But that's just the difference
Nigga my team is magicians
We think of the shit that we want then we get it
Look I got hoes in my britches
Big up Dill and Britches, pro part coming soon
Thought you knew this my nigga
It's crackin like french tips
Just checkin and balances
And checks and salaries
Testing my friendships
Cause niggas get sour of this
Rap shit got the best of me
I threw the rest off the balcony
Shoutout Da$H and Retchy
I know yo bitch check for me
So much for chivalry
So long to every bitch tryna get intimate
I'm in my 20s now
Feet aimed at the jaws of the running mouth
Disdained from the loss since a fucking child
Spotlights on me I ain't stopping in my tracks
We taking it all and we running out
Threw shade in the past but you want me now ho
Put your face in your palm when I come around ya
Tell mom I'mma get a gun
If I get too popular
I'm just being honest with it
Tell her:
Stop whining
It ain't no mo problems
I'm the best out of all these niggas
I'm just home when you speaking
Ain't no home for the weekend
No rest for your ass if I know that you're sleeping
I'm here and I'm there
And I'm up and I'm down
And I'm low and I'm peakin
It's cold in the deep end
Bitch nigga, we the train
If you see 'em wave
Ain't no bitch in my DNA
[x2]
[Na'kel:]
Hundred blunts, niggas chains, that's my day to day
Niggas tryna ride my train like they fucking strays
My bro left today, fuck
Hot sauce in my cup of noodles, you taught me that
I ain't seen us in years
And this news right here almost made me have a heart attack
Your momma heart intact
We just spoke, I couldn't stomach that
I'm going to London on the first, I'm bringing you something back
A house on the hill with a big ass grill
We could have a boxing match
Japan, Australia, I know you be proud of that
I got a couple bitches now, I ain't gotta lie about that
I know you in a better place, I can't even cry about that
When I look into the clouds, I know you look down on me
Right next to grandmammy, and the rest of the ones who wanna see me happy
@7teenHM
"Intercepting a fifth of whisky
And necking it 'til I'm dizzy
I never was defenseless
I never hugged the fence
I pick a side and trust in it
Stomach full of drugs and shit
My niggas on some other
Cleanse Sunday, binge Monday
Then another six days
Back to Sunday when it's done again, shit"
illest intro to start of barz EVER!!!!!!!!!!!!
@anthonyhenriques7654
LYRICS:
[Intro: Earl Sweatshirt]
Intercepting a fifth of whisky and necking it 'til I'm dizzy
I never was defenseless, I never hugged the fence
I pick a side and trust in it, stomach full of drugs and shit
My niggas on some other, Cleanse Sunday, binge Monday
Then another six days, back to Sunday when it's done again (Shit)
[Verse 1: Earl Sweatshirt]
And the pants better be creased on my corpse
If you need that, run until the street lights off
Back got bigger, got the team strapped on
And you thought it was magic but that's just the difference
Nigga, my team is magicians
We think of the shit that we want then we get it
Look I got hoes in my britches
Big Up Dill & Britches, full part coming soon
Thought you knew this my nigga
It's crackin' like french tips
Just checking and balancing
Checks and the salaries testing my friendships
Cause niggas get sour of this
Rap shit got the best of me, I threw the rest off the balcony
Shout out Da$H and RetcHy
I know yo' bitch check for me, so much for chivalry
So long to every bitch tryna get intimate
I'm in my 20's now
Feet aimed at the jaws of the running mouth
Disdain for the law since a fucking child
Spotlights on me, I ain't stopping in my tracks
We taking it all then we running out
Threw shade in the past, but you love me now, huh?
Put your face in your palm when I come around ya
Tell momma get a gun if I get too popular
I'm just being honest with her
Tell her stop whining, it ain't no more problems
I'm the best out of all these niggas
Watch your tone when you speaking (yeah)
Ain't no home for the weak and
No rest for your ass if I know that you're sleeping
I'm here and I'm there and I'm up and I'm down
And I'm low and I'm peakin' (Yup)
It's cold in the deep end (Yup)
(I'm low and I'm creeping)
[Hook: Earl Sweatshirt]
Bitch nigga, we the train, if you see 'em wave
Ain't no bitch in my DNA
Bitch nigga, we the train, if you see 'em wave
Ain't no bitch in my DNA
[Verse 2: Na'kel]
Hundred blunts, niggas change, that's my day to day
Niggas tryna ride my train like they fucking strays
My bro left today, fuck
Hot sauce in my cup of noodles; you taught me that
I ain't seen you in some years and this news right here
Almost made me have a heart attack
Your mama heart intact; we just spoke, I couldn't stomach that
I'm going to London on the first
I'm bringin you somethin back
A house on the hill with a big ass grill
Where we could have a boxing match
Japan, Australia, I know you be proud of that
I got a couple bitches now, I ain't gotta lie 'bout that
I know you in a better place; I can't even cry about that
When I look into the clouds, I know you look down on me
Right next to grandmammy
And the rest of the ones who wanna see me happy
@emonemo25
"My bro left today, fuck"
In an Interview, Earl Sweatshirt talks about how when Nakel was in the studio, he got a call, while in the studio on the same day, that his first homie died by a gun. Also, 30 minutes before he got the call, he took acid so he "feels stuff on a spiritual level." Nakel came to Earl and said "I dont know what to do." Earl said he gave Nak a pencil and paper and said "write down how you feel" or something like that. "Rappers rap about there homies being dead possibly years ago, but this? this was fresh." - Earl
@prode-n-d-b-y-e5324
what interview is this ???
@harryknackers5383
MFdoom BUMS it was either npt or npr.
@jarodwilson2732
NPR, microphone check
@rikoq
"Hot sauce in my cup of noodles.. you taught me that"
realest shit ever
@thedoctorishere11223
Fucking stupid bro, I'm going to London on the first, I'm bringing you something back is way better
@rikoq
to each there own opinion..
@rikoq
you hear the story about this song?
@Pentellium
+Riko Quintana lol it's a good line, but it's not the realest shit ever.
@TheEmeraldBeast135
+Riko Quintana i like how no one is getting irony hahaha