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Gene Opium
November 03, 2007
MP3 4.0 MB
128 kbps bitrate
4:22 minutes
Story behind the song
About me coming up in the game.
Lyrics
[Verse 1] And this whole shit started out -- as a simple hobby Killin cats in battles -- dumpin bodies in the lobby Became the reigning champ -- and oddly I was so young at that time -- a win wasnt the top for me So logically -- I kept on pushing forward for success Got my hands on a mic -- a program and some beats next Sat down to think -- words flow'd like a sink Then my foes began to shrink -- they know im on the brink Of major domination -- in emceein I was an A student Knew the art so well -- had no choice to just do it Hittin bars so fluent -- from each and every angle Had to drop some crews -- just to let my name grow Had to cop a few -- new artists to help my brain cope With all these spray cans -- Graffiti my second main goal Learned the dance -- these cats still cant tango Never been able to hang -- all yall do is dangle [Chorus 2x] Blowin up the stage -- with Grenades name is painful Better realize -- we came to take hold Of the whole game -- More Gene Suspenseful Get fucked -- you stupid nymphos, you stupid bimbos [Verse 2] Set myself up for goals -- that take years but me a day in Homie i'll clown on you suckas -- like D. Wayans Yall dont want beef -- straight vegans you need savin God wont save you cause your on ya knees -- but keep prayin All im sayin -- is that im expected to be one of the illest breathin And i'll choke you to death -- just to know were never even Dont believe me for any reason -- im dope go look it up You can feel and taste my shit -- like 2 girls 1 cup Im an asshole -- and everybody knows it Like bein stoned -- im too focused Holdin -- my ground like mailmen im posted til they Breakin down my crib -- with the door still attached to the Notice Now hold it -- if that bitch is talkin shit then its with you I'll rip your girls breasts off -- just to settle the issue Suckin on my dick -- like she used it as a tissue So when you make her cry -- I get blown from 6 to 2 [Chorus 2x] Blowin up the stage -- with Grenades name is painful Better realize -- we came to take hold Of the whole game -- More Gene Suspenseful Get fucked -- you stupid nymphos, you stupid bimbos [Verse 3] True story -- I rap about things that are falsely true Meaning if the situation came -- this is what I would do So dont try to say im a liar -- and I dont do this Its only cause -- you havent made me actually prosue it So dont make me -- get that lighter fluid Throw you in a ditch -- and light it cause you stupid Fuck a bitch -- you on the corner like street signs While the thugs in a cell -- all they can do is eat & breath time I myself got too much -- thats why I kill it with each rhyme And hold it down -- like im pushin on the paper of each line My rap sheets are forever kickin -- like SK3's and gym socks And I still speak more foul -- than a free throw shot The weight on my shoulders -- would make your knees go pop And so will the gun that goes off -- when that peep holes shot Keep tryna bite my style -- it'll make your teeth mold drop We go and seize those blocks -- you go and eat those cocks (WHAT!?) [Chorus 2x] Blowin up the stage -- with Grenades name is painful Better realize -- we came to take hold Of the whole game -- More Gene Suspenseful Get fucked -- you stupid nymphos, you stupid bimbos
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