Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Genesis, artist - Fred The Godson. Date of issue: 24.08.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Genesis |
| With 16's, I’m Jordan |
| Number 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, got 6 rings (woo!) |
| He wore 2−3 |
| 4−5, I spit 'caine (woo!) |
| Flow lazy, I say it ain’t a B.I.G. |
| thing (woo!) |
| Just the way I deliver the (what?) |
| Lyrics to a song (okay) |
| Maybe I’m tryin' to flow like Christopher |
| While this is goin' on (damn!) |
| Y’all whole list is flowin' wrong (that's facts) |
| My grammar at random, no man is seein' me |
| I’m from a land where we plan to blam 'em in secrecy |
| I can manage to damage an amateur, ah easily, huh |
| Now watch ya mouth like Jerome spoke (uh huh) |
| Still move that Dove like it’s my own soap (hah) |
| Still talkin' that base around grown folk |
| Like I’m at the table with Barry White and Tone Loc (haha) |
| I put the pan on and (what else?) |
| Like I’m in Martin apartment, I spray some Pam on it (haha) |
| Put the grams on, and |
| I rarely eat pork, I don’t even like money with Abraham on it (woo!) |
| My little homie still choppin' things |
| Please don’t make him fire, yeah, them shots’ll ring |
| Yeah, they still defiant, but got quap to bring |
| They ain’t fightin' Goliath, but they got rocks to sling |
| I walk around town with the black TEC-9 |
| By the waistline, kickin' the hype shit |
| Never claimed to be the best type of rapper |
| But have to, show these muh’fuckas what I’m after |
| (Respect, respect.) |
| Show these muh’fuckas what I’m after (respect, respect.) |
| Show these muh’fuckas what I’m after (respect, respect.) |
| Ah, life’s a bitch |
| Just tryin' to market her (uh huh) |
| Through these lines like telemarketers |
| Everything’s a grind, tell her mark it up |
| Tryin' to pencil you in, might need a sharpener (let's go) |
| They sayin' I’m nice |
| The Bronx bomber, uhh |
| Still standin' next to the mic like Ron Harper, ohh |
| Or Armstrong, move coke and |
| Since you think you Scarface, I know what to do Tony, Kukoč ya |
| Ha, this what I do for the culture |
| Student of DJ Clark Kent, flow doper (Superman, what up?) |
| Anybody bar for bar with me? |
| Nope, uh |
| (?), scary to niggas I ghostwrote for, hah (facts.) |
| I spray y’all team |
| Chrome rim with the lip white like Draymond Green, woo, huh! |
| Flow terrific, most prolific, I know specifics (uh) |
| I walk around town with the black TEC-9 |
| By the waistline, kickin' the hype shit |
| Never claimed to be the best type of rapper |
| But have to, show these muh’fuckas what I’m after |
| (Respect, respect.) |
| Show these muh’fuckas what I’m after (respect, respect.) |
| Show these muh’fuckas what I’m after (respect, respect.) |