[Verse 1] Domo Genesis
Don’t take it personal, I kick everybody ass
And stocking mass on masses, zip you promptly in body bags
I’m probably brash, filling myself like a molly bag
Chopping grass, just chilling with my slime like a snotty rag
Y’all niggas too complacent, basic
We ain’t the same, it’s a shame
I hate it that I got to serve ‘em like a racist waitress
The money motivation major while you’re chasing pavement
Money make the bitch for me, so call it changing faces
No preventing all this venom in my sentiments
Don’t need a suit and tie to tell these niggas what the business is
Break ribs, bitches, dollar bills, Genesis
Pop pain killers, pop pills, we ain’t feeling shit
So quit the chit-chatter, simmer all the jibber-jabber
Chill with the image that you pitching after
Real, one step in, your ass been in scattered
You’ve never been a factor, and I’m the benefactor
Straight cash. Don’t get it backwards
[Verse 2] Madchild
Baddie gladiator major for a Jabberjaw
Saboteur
Smoke a rapper like a bag of Labrador
Matador
Came back in the game looking like Sid Vicious
Fuck the radio ‘cause trying to make a hit misses
Baby dinosaur, don’t fuck with me that’s sacrilege
Crazy cracker cracking out. A spackled pterodactyl egg
Hang you like a macramé, my accolades are played out
Barred barbarians are baffled never fade out
Hear my laughter, that’s exactly what I said
While I fill potato sacks up with decapitated heads
Conan the conqueror, I kill kids combatively
Let the little monster out the cage ‘cause I’m a savage beast
Heart’s a dark compartment. I’m a dirty little dwarf
The shit I spit’s acidic, I should be admitted for it
I had to let it go, gloomy from my vanity
Now open up my mouth and I illuminate insanity
Don’t take it personal, I kick everybody ass
And stocking mass on masses, zip you promptly in body bags
I’m probably brash, filling myself like a molly bag
Chopping grass, just chilling with my slime like a snotty rag
Y’all niggas too complacent, basic
We ain’t the same, it’s a shame
I hate it that I got to serve ‘em like a racist waitress
The money motivation major while you’re chasing pavement
Money make the bitch for me, so call it changing faces
No preventing all this venom in my sentiments
Don’t need a suit and tie to tell these niggas what the business is
Break ribs, bitches, dollar bills, Genesis
Pop pain killers, pop pills, we ain’t feeling shit
So quit the chit-chatter, simmer all the jibber-jabber
Chill with the image that you pitching after
Real, one step in, your ass been in scattered
You’ve never been a factor, and I’m the benefactor
Straight cash. Don’t get it backwards
[Verse 2] Madchild
Baddie gladiator major for a Jabberjaw
Saboteur
Smoke a rapper like a bag of Labrador
Matador
Came back in the game looking like Sid Vicious
Fuck the radio ‘cause trying to make a hit misses
Baby dinosaur, don’t fuck with me that’s sacrilege
Crazy cracker cracking out. A spackled pterodactyl egg
Hang you like a macramé, my accolades are played out
Barred barbarians are baffled never fade out
Hear my laughter, that’s exactly what I said
While I fill potato sacks up with decapitated heads
Conan the conqueror, I kill kids combatively
Let the little monster out the cage ‘cause I’m a savage beast
Heart’s a dark compartment. I’m a dirty little dwarf
The shit I spit’s acidic, I should be admitted for it
I had to let it go, gloomy from my vanity
Now open up my mouth and I illuminate insanity
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