Intro
My mind is a war of two different individuals
The absense of a mic doesn't affect me in spittin' lyrical
I'm livin' pitiful, look for the one single miracle
To change my life, it's a ride to get to the wealthful
The grids of this mic, straight inside of your temple
Ever heard of a teenager that can fire and take away lives
when he writes with a pencil?
Well I am the guy with a murderous vibe
got your mind thinkin' this guy must be Gen O
Fuck Illuminati, I ain't ever gon' sell my soul
I don't want Buggatis or those cold expensive homes
Even though I don't got money, I'm used to livin' broke
Savin' up for soda, and sleeping on the fuckin' floor
I'm about to rip this shit so this shit better blow
I'm about to kill this bitch with every single thing I own
Gen O is the word I created, it means to be pure
Even though I'm the opposite of what I say is Gen O
So here's where the truth becomes really frail
Are you happy I'm back? or do you wanna see me fail?
Keep in mind without me, there ain't no CD sales
Y'all waiting on my fall so y'all can leave me break
But believe me, I'm gon leave these gates
I aint even comin' back to fuckin' treat these fakes
I'm about to blow up and if I fuckin' see these gays
That wanted to give up on me on my worst,
y'all don't deserve me on my peak you fake
This the muhfuckin' bottom
The absense of a mic doesn't affect me in spittin' lyrical
I'm livin' pitiful, look for the one single miracle
To change my life, it's a ride to get to the wealthful
The grids of this mic, straight inside of your temple
Ever heard of a teenager that can fire and take away lives
when he writes with a pencil?
Well I am the guy with a murderous vibe
got your mind thinkin' this guy must be Gen O
Fuck Illuminati, I ain't ever gon' sell my soul
I don't want Buggatis or those cold expensive homes
Even though I don't got money, I'm used to livin' broke
Savin' up for soda, and sleeping on the fuckin' floor
I'm about to rip this shit so this shit better blow
I'm about to kill this bitch with every single thing I own
Gen O is the word I created, it means to be pure
Even though I'm the opposite of what I say is Gen O
So here's where the truth becomes really frail
Are you happy I'm back? or do you wanna see me fail?
Keep in mind without me, there ain't no CD sales
Y'all waiting on my fall so y'all can leave me break
But believe me, I'm gon leave these gates
I aint even comin' back to fuckin' treat these fakes
I'm about to blow up and if I fuckin' see these gays
That wanted to give up on me on my worst,
y'all don't deserve me on my peak you fake
This the muhfuckin' bottom
Credits
Writer(s): Gen O, Jeremiah Jacob George
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