Deoxyribonucleic acid (i/diˌɒksiˌraɪbɵ.njuːˌkleɪ.ɨk ˈæsɪd/; DNA) is a nucleic acid containing the genetic instructions used in the development and functioning of all known living organisms (with the exception of RNA viruses). The DNA segments carrying this genetic information are called genes. Likewise, other DNA sequences have structural purposes, or are involved in regulating the use of this genetic information. Along with RNA and proteins, DNA is one of the three major macromolecules that are essential for all known forms of life.
DNA consists of two long polymers of simple units called nucleotides, with backbones made of sugars and phosphate groups joined by ester bonds. These two strands run in opposite directions to each other and are therefore anti-parallel. Attached to each sugar is one of four types of molecules called nucleobases (informally, bases). It is the sequence of these four nucleobases along the backbone that encodes information. This information is read using the genetic code, which specifies the sequence of the amino acids within proteins. The code is read by copying stretches of DNA into the related nucleic acid RNA in a process called transcription.
Messenger of generations, I can change you, you can change me.
Following your winding staircase, doors are opened, doors are
closed behind.
Codes are broken, we can re-program.
Dark New Age
Protein synthesis, replication, cell repairing.
Dark New Age
We are blessed with the Midas touch.
Dark New Age
We are golden, we are sulphur, we are water.
Dark New Age
everybody says that i'm getting older
i can't stop aging, it's on my shoulders
to get sober every time i see the state i'm in
so what's so strange, i'm only human
oh god help us, we're only human (x2)
on this summer's night i'm glad to be alive
everybody says it's time to live my life
it's a state of mind but it feels just right
i get reborn as the night moves on
oh god help us, we're only human (x2)
you waste your time working 9 to 5
you play along, you can't decide
you know what's wrong, you feel what's right
you toss and turn, you can't sleep at night
satellite up high, flying through the sky
i spy i spy with my little eye
wave the truth goodbye believe your lies are they watching me, ccctv
oh god help us......
everybody says that i'm getting older
i can't stop aging, it's on my shoulders
to get sober every time i see the state i'm in
so what's so strange, i'm only human
oh god help us, we're only human (x2)
on this summer's night i'm glad to be alive
everybody says it's time to live my life
it's a state of mind but it feels just right
i get reborn as the night moves on
oh god help us, we're only human (x2)
you waste your time working 9 to 5
you play along, you can't decide
you know what's wrong, you feel what's right
you toss and turn, you can't sleep at night
satellite up high, flying through the sky
i spy i spy with my little eye
wave the truth goodbye believe your lies are they watching me, ccctv
oh god help us......
my DNA is not for sale.......
Feel the music son, we got you programmed like a beat
When I press snare, yo, guard your grill
Press kick, you move your feet, you can?t compete
I got my hydrants parked on every street
I?m federal nigga, son of sun, come close and feel the heat
I am the streets, the white lines only separate me from me
You hydroplane in false gods name and still crash into me
Sign and tree, mountainside, guardrail into the sea
They thought they stole you from my arms then carried you to me
Here?s the key, DNA encoded in a beat
White rocks in a vial, nigga, ain?t got nuthin? on me
Bitch I?m free, ask these editors at MTV
Far as they know they?re publishing some new school poetry
Let it be ?cause even that will do to turn the key
Doorways into other worlds, the truth shall set you free
You are me, I am you, but also I?m he
Shepherd of a bastard flock that grazes in the streets
Feel the beat nod your head lean back, yo, touch your feet
Let me see you pop that thang right there girl in your seat
Feel the heat, count this page amongst your whitest sheets
Comfort in my every word slide under countless sheep
Hail Mary, Mother of God
Got the whole host of angels shuffling in my iPod
Niggas learned to raise their voices when I lowered my rod
Staff of Moses, Pharaoh knows it, son, my word is my bond
Tune my heart with mind, speak my nature, divine
Callin' shit into existence back in '79
With the future in my pocket tightly gripped like a 9
Keep my finger on the trigger waiting for the right time
Ancient niggas align, path of cosmic design
Blood of kings ?cause Saturn?s rings don?t need no diamonds to shine
Yes, the reason for the season, ornamented divine
Coded Language of the mystics with my fist in the sky
Keep your head up, we represent the real, my nigga dead up
Book of the dead, history bled, this nigga fed up
Led us to despair, some into prayer and they won?t let up
Until they got us worshiping them false gods instead of the realness
God of the streets, my niggas feel this
We nod our heads and worship through beats
Go ahead and kneel
It?s the love that makes the cipher complete
And it?d displayed through the way the bass line marries the beat
Hail Mary, Mother of God
Got the whole host of angels shuffling in my iPod
Niggas learned to raise their voices when I lowered my rod
Staff of Moses, Pharaoh knows it, son, my word is my bond
Tune my heart with mind, speak my nature, divine
Callin' shit into existence back in '79
With the future in my pocket tightly gripped like a 9
Keep my finger on the trigger waiting for the right time
Ancient niggas align, path of cosmic design
Blood of kings ?cause Saturn?s rings don?t need no diamonds to shine
Yes, the reason for the season, ornamented divine
Coded language of the mystics with my fist in the sky
When it came to pass,
Loaded, pass me by
Fate, with a single blow,
Has clustered by me now
True, I had my chance,
True, true, true I had those wild charms for you
Oh, oh...
My fire burned them out
But we will not be moved by it(2x)
Your mind would never ache,
When you were young and sound
The way your heart aches now,
You feel you sent them onto ground
Love, love, love til you got enough,
Dance, dance, dance, if you got no love around you Love, love, love, til' you got enough,
Dance, dance, dance, til' there's noone left to hound you
We will not be moved by it(2x)
Oh, oh...
Love, love, love til you got enough,
Dance, dance, dance, if you got no love around you Love, love, love, til you got enough,
Dance, dance, dance, til' there's noone left to hound you
D - N - A
(instrumental)
DNA, welcome to my DNA
Stupidly who wants to stay
With my DNA
DNA, you cannot fix what you get
Things that I try to forget
In my DNA
Can you forgive me?
For things that I've said
Things that I've done
Go now and never come back
DNA, we all got expiring dates
Trust me there's no get away
From my DNA
DNA, Wires of sadness and pain
Always remaining the same, my DNA
Disarmed by the music, there's bombs in my head
You'll always get burned
Go now and never get back
My deadly venom, Soon I'll be dead
Go now my lover
[Hook: Danny Brown]
It's in my, D.N.A
Cause my pops like to get fucked up the same way
It's in my, D.N.A
Cause my moms like to get fucked up the same way
D.N.A., D.N.A
Cause my fam like to get fucked up the same way
D.N.A., D.N.A
Cause my fam like to get fucked up the same way
[Verse 1:]
Waking up, drooling on Versace pillowcases
And I'm smoking eight a day, I might end up a mental
patient
Terrycloth bathrobes, blunts and ashtrays
White wine in flute glass, early morning Saturdays
Food plates and grade A, crepes and OJ
Bitches swimming topless in Chlorine off morphine
Emails on iPads don't answer when phone rings
Text message full coming down on four beans
Every night like a bachelor party in Sin City
Bitches sniffing coke off each other titties with
rolled 50s
Life I live like Charlie Sheen and Rick James
Goin' hard until it ain't a dollar to my name
This that triple X shit nigga how ya feel
Groupies like glam rock poison logo pills
Sniffing molly off amps with blond haired tramps
When I'm on my way to the stage every night I rage
[Hook:]
It's in my, D.N.A
Cause my pops like to get fucked up the same way
It's in my, D.N.A
Cause my moms like to get fucked up the same way
D.N.A., D.N.A
Cause my fam like to get fucked up the same way
D.N.A., D.N.A
Cause my fam like to get fucked up the same way
[Verse 2:]
Warhols all on the wall of the villa
Adderall popping got me jumping to ceiling
Perceived as a villain no sentiment in my sentence
For instance in instants they'll be calling forensics
If incidents occur remember these ain't just words
Go from talking shit to organs preserved
You soft serve rappers just hide behind your reverb
And even with effects you'll just end you dessert
I research and homework, make you dig ya own dirt
On beats buried alive, ratting wiseguys
I'm with a Latin bitch fat ass and well proportioned
thighs
And love to see it cumming so I squirt it in her eyes
I'm hopping out that new shit like narcs on Tuesday
The grill on it shiny like LL Cool J's
What's on my waist could make a nigga meet his doomsday
To describe your mixtape that shit was like a toothache
[Hook:]
It's in my, D.N.A
Cause my pops like to get fucked up the same way
It's in my, D.N.A
Cause my moms like to get fucked up the same way
D.N.A., D.N.A
Cause my fam like to get fucked up the same way
D.N.A., D.N.A
my dna is running out i am not the guy who makes you
smile now
and when we talk it's not the same but i already lost the
gene for feeling pain
so i won't cry i will just pretend i'm still the one and
that we are in love again
but when i call you are never home and i am down to six
or seven chromosomes
but you don't care or understand how it feels to be a
single double strand
(chorus)
all these molecules don't make me who i am, you did
i'm still the one
(chorus)
Latly somethings messing with my head YEah it's hard to know what's real and whats pretend
the way i feel i don't have the cure of cure of but the one thing that i'm sure of sure of
i am the one and only no one is exactly like me
iam the one and only
who turned out this way it's all in my D.N.A
Do not attempt to copy i'm on this ride and there ain't no stoping me
When we are hanging out Laughing and making out
The world just disappears
Your friends just look at me
I’m not what they wanna see
I’m not from that atmosphere
I see the city lights
You watch the stars at night
I know there’s a long road in between
Together we shine so bright
Won’t leave without a fight
Their venom words can’t bother me
‘Cause I don’t care, care, care
What they say, say, say
We’ve got the same, same DNA
They can talk, talk, talk
All they want, want, want
But this love won’t go away
You’re my angel
(Need you back in my life)
You’re my angel
(Never will leave you)
No I don’t care, care, care
What they say, say, say
We’ve got the same, same DNA
She’s never late you see
How she put up with me
So perfect bodies, yeah
Her friends say she’s better off
They’re telling her
With me she’s wasting her time
I know you’re happy, wait
We’re done with the chasing games
Somehow you’re dreaming of me
Together we shine so bright
Won’t leave without a fight
No onE will ever stop me
‘Cause I don’t care, care, care
What they say, say, say
We’ve got the same, same DNA
They can talk, talk, talk
All they want, want, want
But this love won’t go away
You’re my angel
(Need you back in my life)
You’re my angel
(Never will leave you)
Whoa, we gotta turn around
Whoa, they can’t tear us down
They’ll try to find a way
To try to find our hearts
But no matter what they say
We’ll never break apart
Whoa, and this is how
Whoa, I’m never giving up
You and I is all we’ve got
We gotta keep the fire burning
No, I don’t care, care, care
What they say, say, say
We’ve got the same, same DNA
‘Cause I don’t care, care, care
What they say, say, say
We’ve got the same, same DNA
They can talk, talk, talk
All they want, want, want
But this love won’t go away
You’re my angel
(Need you back in my life)
You’re my angel
(Never will leave you)
No I don’t care, care, care
What they say, say, say
It's in my DNA-ehay-ehay-ehay (that's okay)
So let the music play-ehay-ehay (let it, let it)
It's in my DNA-ehay-ehay-ehay (rock wid it)
I was born to shut it down
Rye Rye
Eh, It's natural
I don't need no Adderall
And just let the beat bump
And Imma make yo bodies jump
All my chickas reports to the dance floor
Or, better yet, sweat our your dance pores
Pull out cho weaves
Done for
These niggas run the world, I rep fo um
We get stupid, we get dumb
Party all night
Till we numb
I got shades on, forget a hater
And don't be throwing no ass in tha... ?
That's right, that's right
We can keep this... till they turn on the lights
Let's go, Let's go
Cause a party ain't a party till you put on a show
Natural killah-killah
Now my body move realer-realer
Up in the club, screamin' we don't give a fuck
... ?
It's in my DNA-ehay-ehay-ehay
So let the music play-ehay-ehay
It's in my DNA-ehay-ehay-ehay
I was born to shut it down
It's in my DNA-ehay-ehay-ehay
So let the music play-ehay-ehay
It's in my DNA-ehay-ehay-ehay
I was born to shut it down
D-N-N-N-A D-N-N-N-A D-N-N-N-A
It's in my
D-N-N-N-A D-N-N-N-A D-N-N-N-A
It's in my
D-N-N-N-A D-N-N-N-A D-N-N-N-A
It's in my
D-N-N-N-A D-N-N-N-A D-N-N-N-A
D-N-N-N-A D-N-N-N-A D-N-N-N-A
This is a party anthem
Hand in tha air
You can talk that shit
But truly, we don't really care
And tonight, you came to party
Hands in tha air
And you're feelin' yourself getting zoned out
Say hell yeah
I said, put me on the dance floor
And you can catch me freakin' on a bad boy
Workin' my body-yoddie-ah
And I'm feeling so naughty-oddie-oddia-ah
Now when the DJ spin that record
We be goin' reckless
We be throwin' shades, party rockin', and two-steppin'
It's in my DNA-ehay-ehay-ehay
So let the music play-ehay-ehay
It's in my DNA-ehay-ehay-ehay
I was born to shut it down
It's in my DNA-ehay-ehay-ehay
So let the music play-ehay-ehay
It's in my DNA-ehay-ehay-ehay
I was born to shut it down
I said it's in my DNA
We just came to rock and play
From the window to the wall-all-ah-ah-all
Show some skin, put on a show
Getcho boodies on the flo
From the window to the wall-all-ah-ah-all
I said it's in my DNA
We just came to rock and play
From the window to the wall-all-ah-ah-all
Show some skin, put on a show
Getcho boodies on the flo
From the window to the wall-all-ah-ah-all
D-N-N-N-A D-N-N-N-A D-N-N-N-A
It's in my
D-N-N-N-A D-N-N-N-A D-N-N-N-A
It's in my
D-N-N-N-A D-N-N-N-A D-N-N-N-A
Get down
It's in my DNA-ehay-ehay-ehay
So let the music play-ehay-ehay
It's in my DNA-ehay-ehay-ehay
I was born to shut it down
It's in my DNA-ehay-ehay-ehay
Let the music play-ehay-ehay
It's in my DNA-ehay-ehay-ehay
I'd rather be blind than have two evil eyes.
A backward boy can see from behind.
Abortion is advocated,
Only by those who have themselves been born.
They're taking away our D.N.A.
They're taking away our D.N.A.
Are you going to breed retarded children?
Are you going to breed retarded children?
Everybody is ignorant, only on different subjects.
Drunks and children tell the truth,
Insanity is a kinda innocence.
They're taking away our D.N.A.
They're taking away our D.N.A.
Are you going to breed retarded children?
Are you going to breed retarded children?
I wanna live (whisper)
Birds stop singing when you shoot them down.
Holes in my wings will show me the ground.
A creature born is a creature that's dying.
Statistics can breathe, our numbers are sighing.
Are they going to breed retarded children?
Are they going to breed retarded children?
They're taking away our D.N.A.
They're taking away our D.N.A.
They're taking away our D.N.A.
Taking away, away, away
They're taking away our D.N.A.
They're taking away, away, away
They're taking away our D.N.A.
They're taking away our D.N.A.
They're taking away our D.N.A yeah!
Taking away our D.N.A.
D.N.A,
D.N.A,
D.N.A,
D.N.A,
D.N.A,
D.N.A,
D.N.A,
D.N.A.
WEAK13 - D.N.A.
Words & music by Nick J.Townsend
Song info:
Everytime I see your face
I wish I could freeze this place
And make it just me and you
Ooooooo
Evertime I'm with you
Wish I could kiss you
Because you are so drop-dead gorgeous
[chorus]
I love you, glad I have you
Ya know I'd do anything for you
I love you, glad I have you
I'll always be there for you
[chorus ends]
*instrumental*
Everytime I play with your hair
You say "I'll always be there"
And I know it's true
Ooooooo
Everytime we hang out after school
I think to myself "she's really cool"
And I just want to hold your hand
[chorus]
*instrumental*
[chorus]
I'll be there for you
Oooooo
I'll be there for you
Oooooo
There's kids with sticks
And they're chasing birds, a summer picnic
Would they be happy if they hit one
I hope their clumsy swings forgive the bird with the broken wing
The laughing parents shake their heads and say
(Chorus)
Boys will be boys
They never really have a choice
The building blocks are built before they play
Boys will be boys
There's no use being paranoid
Don't you know that they'll be men one day
Are these the same
Enemies that called us dirty names
When the bell was rung the fight was on
But they're so small
Maybe we could take them after all
The principal would shake his head and say
(Chorus)
Greasy hair on the witness stand
Empty bottle stare
Never cared much for the abattoir
Was he the stick
Or the broken bird that no one knew to fix
There were two distinct communications,
the first message turned out to be,
a superior catalyst for methane.
We now have the potential to produce an infinite
amount of energy from this clean-burning fuel.
This convinced us that we were dealing with
a friendly intelligence.
The second message, turned out to be a new sequence of DNA.
With rather friendly instructions on how
to combine it with ours,
here´s the technical data on the whole operation,
you can feedback on it with Dr. Baker here.
Basically, the new combined DNA sequence was
Steve: Take this and run wit' it, tell everybody you
know to come wit' it/ truth wit' a capital T, rappers
get dumb wit' it/ not just the pagan ones, I'm talkin'
bout the saved ones/ who rap about smackin' down
demons, you know they ain't done// it, sounds like a
dumb horror flick/ where they try kill a ghost wit'
stones and sticks and a crucifix/ like it's physical
they don't get the scripts or spiritual/ rappers who
cap demons are only spittin' mythical// it's garbage,
I've been sittin' on it for too long/ Christian rappers
puttin' all this demonic rap in their songs// it's
embarassin', what a display of biblical negligence/
immaturity in the faith and spiritual arrogance/ lies
from the pit of hell, live from your citadel/ out of
their mouth, into the mic watch 'em spit and yell//
"Satan I rebuke you, I'll kick you with my two shoes/
blast you with my spiritual gat, you'll get a tooth-
full"/ liar, who do you think you are the Messiah/ in
revelation twenty: ten Satan's tossed in the fire//
but, not any sooner bro you should know that you won't/
send the prince of the power of the air to his
funeral// so, tell the truth, bring shame to the Devil/
'cause, he's a liar too runnin' game on a rebel// and
the fact is, you're distracted, playin' his advocate/
drawin' attention to him instead of God the matchless//
so catch this: try to let God do the rebukin'/ like
Michael, remember the truths that Jude mentioned// and
I ain't even tryin' to dis/ but don' be surprised if
you swing your Bible and nobody gets hit// yo, and if
you ain't rappin' the truth/ but your laughin' at
demons, the ones around are prob'ly laughin' at you/ so
preach the gospel, and stop tryin' to prove/ that
you're God's Ghostbuster, and the Bible is a glock that
you shoot//
Intermission
One more thing I gotta get off my chest/ before I get
off of the topic of this spiritual mess// yo, the word
the Bible translates as 'angel'/ means "a messenger",
not "a winged baby with a halo"/ the word 'angel' is
used in reference to/ apostles, Jesus himself and other
disciples too// and when the angel isn't from earth,
they usually think that he's just a man, when his
message is served/ they're never female, always fully
grown, never children/ never seen with the wings but
usually in some white linen// the halos are prob'ly the
dumbest part/ the only logical explanation for their
origin is Catholic art/ totally mythical never known to
be scriptural/ however it's still accepted in the
church of the biblical// just another fourteen I'm
almost done/ let me tell you 'bout the cherubim and
where the wings come from// the cherubim got wings,
it's not strange though/ they never deliver messages so
they're not angels/ the seraphim got six/ and in Isaiah
one speaks to him the only time they're seen in the
scripts/ so to me it's totally obvious/ in heaven the
cherubim are the priests and the angels are the
prophets/ the seraphim may be that rare breed that can
be both/ like Jesus Jeremiah and Ezekiel// but demons
and angels ain't the point of the song/ if it was, it'd
be silly for it to be this long// I thought somebody
had to say something/ if not the populous would
continue to walk in silly assumptions/ so I wrote this
in the hopes of provokin'/ kids to study the scripts