ELZhi - The Genesis lyrics
[ELZhi - The Genesis lyrics]
Yeah, we make it realest
We doing this without a record deal for real
Yo, it's Elmatic, shouts out
To the homie Nas, son
Words from the wise one
Make both your eyes run
Red with blood like Gogo Yubari
You barely throw jabs with your vo-cab-u lary
My punchlines knock niggas the fuck out
Still earn block figures
Cop triggers and duck droughts
The flyest, and I ain't just being biased
In Hebrew Elzhi is one with the Messiah
You just a virus, a fucking disease that
Infects geeks your techniques ain't
Nothing to sneeze at i'm much sicker
I crack the seal on a dutch sticker
Split the blunt
Roll it back up and lit the front
Then wrote a classic
To bury you below the casket
Picture that like it's photographic
Fuck your chain with your logo crafted
You just a follower
Your mother shouldn't of had your ass
She should have swallowed ya
Like bottles of pills to overdose
Only to leave you comatose to wake
Up as one of Jehovah's ghosts
I been mean since the age 16
From long range could rearrange
If we exchange 16's
As far as spittin' bars I'm on
The level with the stars
Devil tryna tempt me with the
Bezels and the cars
But, I'm too swift with the true gift
I knew if I put a line down you'd sniff
Blew spliffs in the park, guns spark
Niggas running from the narcs
And animals that bark it's more crazy than a
Picture by Martin Scorsese
Instead of y'all starting wars, praise me
Fuck y'all
We doing this without a record deal for real
Yo, it's Elmatic, shouts out
To the homie Nas, son
Words from the wise one
Make both your eyes run
Red with blood like Gogo Yubari
You barely throw jabs with your vo-cab-u lary
My punchlines knock niggas the fuck out
Still earn block figures
Cop triggers and duck droughts
The flyest, and I ain't just being biased
In Hebrew Elzhi is one with the Messiah
You just a virus, a fucking disease that
Infects geeks your techniques ain't
Nothing to sneeze at i'm much sicker
I crack the seal on a dutch sticker
Split the blunt
Roll it back up and lit the front
Then wrote a classic
To bury you below the casket
Picture that like it's photographic
Fuck your chain with your logo crafted
You just a follower
Your mother shouldn't of had your ass
She should have swallowed ya
Like bottles of pills to overdose
Only to leave you comatose to wake
Up as one of Jehovah's ghosts
I been mean since the age 16
From long range could rearrange
If we exchange 16's
As far as spittin' bars I'm on
The level with the stars
Devil tryna tempt me with the
Bezels and the cars
But, I'm too swift with the true gift
I knew if I put a line down you'd sniff
Blew spliffs in the park, guns spark
Niggas running from the narcs
And animals that bark it's more crazy than a
Picture by Martin Scorsese
Instead of y'all starting wars, praise me
Fuck y'all