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Genius

Living in The World Today

  progressive metal  metal opera  italian  melodic metal  rap
587 3 часа назад

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Intro: rzaYo [yeah] check it out son, check it out sonYo, [wu, can I get a soo] live in the place to beYou got the capital gG to the a-m-cGivin a mad shout out to the ranch crew from the old schoolAnd we gonna take yall back, knowhatimsayin? Lyrical sorcerors right here, the fathers, the cream of the crop son[yo check it]Chorus: the geniusWell if you livin in the world todayYou be hearin the slang that the wu-tang sayNiggaz that front we dont handle emSo we blast em, alright, well okWell if you like the way it sound then clap manAnd if the women love it too well then raise your handsBut only raise your hands if youre sure[meth] punk niggaz shatter like a glass jaw, break itVerse one: the geniusMy rhyme gross weight vehicle combinationWas too heavy for the chevys is chased out the stationDouble-edged was the guillotine that beheaded itGassed up, fuckin with some regular unleaded shitHeads roll on hillsides behind ropes thatBind-in, x marks the spot on the scopeHeavily armed military is necessary, its a gambleMcs bet they best at everyPowerful parable ditties might harmIf tampered with, set off and strike like pipe bombsFlashbacks to the duel of the iron micLook out for these fatal flying spikes, of massiveSleep-holds, put strangle on commercial angleMicrophone cords tangled from being star spangledNow who could ever say they heard of this? My motherfuckin style is mad murderousChorus: (in reverse verse)Interlude: method man, geniusWell what you know about mcin? Yo, I know a lotWell can you demonstrate somethin nigga? Huh, Id rather notIm talkin bout stacks cousinNigga thats what I gotCash rules the worldWell cash rules the spotVerse two: the geniusMy preliminary attack keep cemetaries packedOf niggaz who think it aint like thatMcs are gunned down like being run down with mad trucksThem God struck, religious niggaz call it bad luckRap celeb, you got caught up in the webNow bees are stingin, yo that niggaz em-singinIm just swingin swords strictly based on keyboardsUnbalanced like elephants and ants on see-sawsI throw raps that attack like the japs on pearl harborMcs be out like bank robbersFleeing the scene, to be a sole survivorDj the getaway driverTried to dip but he dive I socialize on vocal vibesOn tracks stabbed up with razor sharp knivesCriminal subliminal minded rappers find itHard to define it, when narrow is the gateFor fat tapes and then played out and out of dateThen I construct my thoughts on site to renovateAnd from that point, the God made a statementDraftin tracements, replacements in basementsMaterials in sheet-rock, to sound proof the beat boxAnd microscopic optics received through the boxesObnoxious topic, major labels, flavor tropicalPunchlines, thats unstoppableRing like shots from glocks that attract copsAround the clubs and try to shut down the hip-hopBut we only increase if everything is peaceFather u c king the policeChorusChorus

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