(Intro - G2 Genesis)

Aye man, say man

It's G2 Genesis

This my shakeback performance from StayDown Productions

(Verse 1 - G2 Genesis)

I got questions, God, I know you got answers

I'm your son, but I don't meet to your standards

I'm not understanding

I'm mad, and I'm gon take out my family

I been flying, I don't know where I'm landing

I don't know where I'm landing

Supersize, I'm talking large in the picture

I lost Lil' Mark, I promise I won't forget him

You know that I miss him

I been feelin' shit, I know they ain't feelin'

I question God on why the fuck I'm still living

Why the fuck I'm still living

I need answers but I don't know if I'm ready

When I die, it's a party in heaven

Celebrating a legend

After timе, after time you will tell it

Don't need to bout, but thеy stay in the seven

You ain't getting the message

Real question, if I need you, will you be deceiving

I can't even connect the puzzle, all these missing pieces

Try to tell me that I need em, but I ain't believe em'

If I ain't did it for myself, I'll do it for my people

Insecure bout' all my features, now they pay for features

I told them wait, they didn't starve, I never started eating

I lost my dog, I lost my dog, and we can't call it even

Look into your eyes, nigga you lie, nigga you so deceiving

Bitch, I feel it in they eyes, like I'm Benny Seagull

Huh, I'm a firm believer that I'm fucking evil

It's fucking up my mind, fucking up my ego

R.I.P to Ethan, this is how you leave us

(Verse 2 - DeeDaVamp)

Cuz I need a little money in this dabble

I've been dabbing out the ranch

And I've been dabbing out the sauce

I'm dapping up the barbeque

I'm dapping up the ketchup

The mustard, I put it on my hotdog

Put blood on his hotdog

Yea, yea

We need a little love in this life, life, life

We need a little love

Cuz I'm in the zoo

With the lions, and the apes, and the bears

I'm the biggest menace to all the chairs

I've been throwing em', breaking em on the stairs

Yea, yea talking on the gang I'm finna pull up with my chain

I'm finna pull up get you banged up

Hit you with the whip, and then I hit you with the wrangler

And I add it in his face like a manga

If he talking down I hit him with the little glicky

And the blicky, and the chop

And the blicky, and the chop-chop

Yea, I need a pickle in my ball

Bawk, you a bawk, yea

((Fascinating instrumental))