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cold genus - rap game lyrics

[intro:]
oh yeah, this is cold genus
a g*nius at work, duck when i talk, bullets shooting right out
if you want a credit, i’ll give you a shout, representing the 223
the glasgow rap scene, yo, yo

[verse 1:]
ayo, my mind is up in tha sky, like i k!lled myself with meth
predict my own death, run miles with a load of piles breakin’ tiles and flying ahead to planets, a mission that people have planned it with tablets, pills to be high, strawberry fields and hills
a brainiac in fact son, you mainly lack attraction like a chain reaction with a problem at is impossible solve
i’m sometimes h-rny as satan, i might put myself on hot or not for a rating
i’m blue like eiffel, not the tower but the 65 group and cartoons that got k!lled by the witch doctor
i’m like a s-xual demon, shoot s-m-n in tha sky
drain hole, in the bar playing snooker and pool
laughing at a diry joke that ain’t funny, like a bunny swimming water
bikini girls in water, being wet makes them so much hotter
solving a code combination
i’m starting at the bus station, my t–th sharper than razors
blades and razor thin scissors
my lamination of narration
writing a verse that is a little based on basic instincts interrogation
i’m facing tha window, later cooking dinner for my hoe
next week, she’ll be getting a cheese roll

[chorus:]
onto the rap game, an everlasting game
it’ll last the same, the neverending
days to be spending when vibin’
driving, ahead into the game that’ll never be dead
onto tha rap game, it’ll never be dead

[verse 2:]
busting a rhyme, by the time i finish
i may die a legand, golden coffin
soon i might be, if i don’t stop coughing
i never let down, slip down tha hill when dressed like a clown
my words are so lethal
it’ll k!ll you in a second after we beef yo
i put down a gat after i use on myself but survive it
battle a mother f-ckin’ rapper and tell him that he was born a cr-pper
slapper to his homies, they can’t go with these flows
when i rap about cheese, jesus, i think it’s about time
to rap a million, maybe more than a trillion
i liked it when jesus was crucified
i bet then he lied, said he was k!lled without his permission
this ain’t a bible dissin’, bible disses are good
but this one may get more rude, ha
i wish that i could read your mind
delete your memories through telekinesis
having diseased faeces, facing faces and winning races
onto tha rap scene, onto tha rap game

[verse 3:]
girls like my way, i do it every single day
some hoes wanna say that i look too g-y
f-ck them hoes, they can b-tch all they like
their in risk of a b-tch slap, getting dissed in a b-tch rap
slammin’ cena and rock, pennies in my pocket
my mind, i can’t solve it with some maths questions
dissings on a rap like sh-t, there’s things i’m missing
used to put up a fuss, might smoke weed in a bus
room smellin’ like green, not money but drugs to smoke
hoppin’ out to cook some lunch but seen flowers in a bunch
found out it’s for a friend, he also brought me a new trend
my raps don’t offend, maybe it does
flowin’ a verse, rap for tha whole universe
savin’ cash, some people are just a pain in tha -ss
slammed on tha gas, broke a pencil
from the middle in my college cl-ss
i’ll p-ss, my mind is a bit r-t-rded, it’s been like that
since my life started, not to mention that i’m also cold hearted
onto tha rap game, the rap scene

- cold genus lyrics

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