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jinerik – the genesis cypher / cassette lyrics

[mikey fabes]
have you ever chased a dream that you knew you couldn’t catch?
chest burning, fire lungs, running out of breath
i’ve been here before but i can never call it quits, cause this music making sh-ts the only thing that ever clicked in my head
i’m already gone but bygones are bygones
from chicago to zion, we live on
with the rhythm in our head and the rhymes on our lips
got the microphone grip i’m just hoping that it rips

[jinerik]
packing a pipe with half hash and some white. i wanna get staggered tonight, then morbidly stabbed with a knife. if i had me a life i’d have to play dad with your wife, f-ck her then leave her at the alter with aunt anna, the dyk-. p-ss me a xanny, manny is feeling randy. your panties are tightening my pants. p-ss me my vodka filled canteen. i’m dressing emo, slashing my wrists just like your tires. i’m worse than a liar, i don’t speak my pants just burst into fires

[chorus][doc initials]
look up in our eyes, so you can really see it if you think we telling lies
man don’t be surprised, we don’t even question why. this some everyday sh-t in everybody’s lives. yeah
look up in our eyes, so you can really see it if you think we telling lies
man just look outside, we don’t even question why. this some everyday sh-t in everybody’s lives. yeah

[villa]
you see the pain in my eyes, so i disguise behind rayban blinds
lost my heart and found a vile at the same d-mn time
same d-mn rhyme, come close but fall behind
climbing to the top but held back by fine lines of good and evil
dipped in black but expressions are see through
lurking in the dark yo but trust me i see you
hunger is the food that keeps my empty soul fed
and anger is the fuel that’s gonna torch the world red

[doc initials]
what i’m about to say is gonna make the hipsters p-ssed
but me and my crew, yeah we’re the true misfits
just a dream and a brew written on my wish list
used to be in school sniffin glue like its whippits
all the kids in school never knew, no witness
hit the dust off, lips blue like it’s lipstick
now to get cryptic, half slash mystic
this that buzzer beater shot micheal jordan wrist flick

[chorus]

[whiteboy g*nius]
you know we keep it low key
chilling like a villian
so you can call me loki

[jinerik]
i’m pretty sure i see t-tties right through your shirt
you get no support from me without slipping ya skirt
this ain’t me kicking up dirt
i done k!lled my compet-tion before i turned soph-m-re
and i got more bullets behind my tongue than a sock drawer
who am i?
i am ’87 cool j. ’89 daddy kane. ’92 nasty nas. ’97 wu-tang
jinny j

- jinerik lyrics

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