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genesis.
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Hip-Hop/Rap
genesis. was released on August 27, 2021 by 4th & Broadway New Frontline as a part of the album genesis. - Single
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Release DateAugust 27, 2021
Label4th & Broadway New Frontline
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM89

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Marcellus Juvann
Marcellus Juvann
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Marcellus Payne
Marcellus Payne
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Marcellus Juvann
Marcellus Juvann
Producer
Trajuan “Mixedbytra” Jackson
Mixing Engineer
Anthony Munderville
Anthony Munderville
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Bullets, flying, flying, flying, flying
Is that alright?
Is that alright?
Duck
Yeah, I live life on my own terms
The meaning of freedom, I eat it, I breathe it
My candle lit, long burns
I'm going out guns blazing
They won't enslave us, not on my watch
I'm done waiting, bruh, been dumb patiemt
You spending more time at the parties than on your craft
And it shows when your album's out
And all we do is laugh like hardy-har
This is mighty trash, you **** hella ass
So I'm good, don't need that feature
Boy, y'all hella gassed (We good)
I paid attention, I paid my dues, I paid the price
Just certain moves to make sure the family is set for life
I used to run from my demons but now they run from me
Ran through the fire and made it out, oh, so comfortably
Passed on some labels, some labels passed on me
Guess it wasn't in the plan God has written for me
So friend, we made a blood pact, formed a new religion
Only sin is entitlement, we work for what's given
Finna peel back the curtain, your verses lacking a purpose
What you do it for? Clean a rappers skull from my cuticles
At they necks with it, you can place your bets ****, this is effortless
God flow, referencing testaments
Obviously Heaven sent, world my inheritance
I be the evidence of black excellence
Blacks get famous
Bet they gon' say it's on some devil shit
I want more for my people
We at war with them peoples
They evil, but we so lethal
This ain't a verse, this a work of art for your easel
Keeping it humble, don't fall a victim to ego
Young Cell, the chosen one, the loaded gun
Don't have your han out like I owe you something
Man, I owe you nothing, nothing
Bullets, flying, flying, flying, flying
Duck
Is that alright?
Is that alright?
Is that alright?
Is that alright?
Written by: Marcellus Payne
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