Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Genie, artist - Clear Soul Forces. Album song Gold PP7s, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 16.09.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Fat Beats
Song language: English
The Genie |
Let it knock like |
You are now tuned in |
Let it knock like |
To the greatest |
Ilajide make it knock like |
CSF nigga |
CSF let it knock like |
A nigga with an attitude |
Cold with the flow, you can call my shit Ice Cube |
So cool the patterns will make em stagger |
Assault with a deadly swagger |
These niggas under the average |
And I guess I’m feeling myself, we off the meter |
Because she heard and related me to her lifestyle |
And right now the ecstasy’s in a close cloud |
These simple niggas don’t get it, I live it |
I’m just a smidgen of niggas I run with it |
A cockier demeanor than most of these other niggas |
I just keep it on the low, bag a chick and watch her deep throat |
This how it sounds when the truth spit |
In the booth shape shift, turn into your favorite |
These niggas hip hop atheists |
And we, we be the, we be the greatest |
Its the fact that you ain’t ever heard this type of caliber |
CSF a formation like enemy ships of gallagher |
The stamina of Ilajide, you can’t escape this cause |
We, we, we, we, we be the |
Let me make my way in bro |
Marlon and Shawn bust a nut yo |
Show you why they cum on this song |
Don’t get it raw like multiplication symbols |
Mechanical animal damage number two pencils |
Bitch its simple, we sharper than Guinsoo |
Now its where rhymes get sliced its verbal jujutsu |
I’m tommy pickles screwdriver in my underwear |
I just want that flat head while I phillip under there |
Stop your world, play a period, type of speech |
Live with a pen, use a pad, and it will last for a week, preach |
My nigga remember permanent shit you like, dry erase shit |
You got that expo, I can rap |
Clear Soul Forces bandcamp pages |
Download our shit to help us get famous |
You niggas got some nerve to ever even say this |
That we, we, we, we, we be the greatest |
Cloud bound we on the way up |
I dropped out of college, chasin' paper ain’t a major |
Sorry suckers sayōnara, see ya later |
Making sure you get the message |
Middle finger to my haters |
I remember niggas used to ignore me |
But now they see what I see, its all so rewarding |
Glorious, I’m Kobe getting rings with the same team |
That podiums in first place, we posin' for the trophy |
I’m Shakespeare flow and this is poetry in motion |
Shit I’m Edgar Allan Poe and grab a pen and I just go |
Now the doors are open, take a breath if you was hopeless |
And training to be important, type of shameless promotion |
Man, West breaking hearts over 808s its amazing |
You Stevie Wonder with clippers |
You niggas, you can’t fade us |
We dropping jaws to the point where they need a face lift |
We invented this sound nigga cause we the greatest |
My composition is constellation I light it up |
Date a man better, boss from you like you drive an ice cream truck |
Flip the mattress on you bastards, start your day up |
We snatchin' pillow cases from haters, its time to wake up |
Verbally hurlin' the sentences, nigga shotput |
I’m rewriting the wall street journal, raising our stock up |
You a brick, this a building |
We hotter than you, you luke warm |
We summer so far, offspring like children |
We all got a lot on our minds and we trynna slim that |
Music exorcises them demons like satan in gym class |
Currently in the valley but our peaks will set us free, kid |
We be the greatest like 23 in '96 |
We, we, we the greatest |
Just wait until we famous, nigga |
We, we, we the greatest |
Wait until we famous |
We the greatest |
Wait… |
Bitch, yeah thats good, thats good |