GENESIS!

Watch your step, kid

Yeah, in the beginnin', it was harsh

Lackin' the drive and the push to start

But I learned the game like PlayStation disc

Wax on, then wax off

Moving through the paint like Kai

God-given this touch around the rim made easy

Before they see me in a cobra clutch

You got some hundreds? Throw 'em up

Somewhere between strippers and Palestinians

Yearnin' for freedom from colonialists

Truth is we under rule by the same demon

I'm pennin' reasons to serve as some penicillin to heathens

I'm in the cut, therapeutic like Indica

Bitch, this different P's up in this trunk, yeah

From J and NZO, you can never check me

Back to back like it's Preemo and Guru

Treating a cypher-like arena

But it's me and Miggs, turnin' the studio to Wembly

Chattin' 'bout how friend turn into enemy

How **** act like diva

With hand out prayin' that you gon' bend a knee

But I serve Allah, all y'all **** lookin' haram to me

Apologies if I'm quite anal, y'all thrive in Sodomy

I prolly knife a boy if he undercut my economy, lord

Now they singin' like Bobby V, slow down

'Fore shit get bumpy like Johnson, we

Super gassed, Momma told me this too shall pass

Meek inherit the spoils, first comin' in last (Yeah)

Watch your step, kid

Watch your step, kid

Yeah, all good things, it comes to an end?

Even Heaven, the gold, it's got a bend?

No angel is perfect, and heard that God, he got his favorites, amen?

See Lucifer shooting through the event? (Damn)

Shit get funny in the light, don't it?

The sun, it shall reveal who frolickin' with opponent

I say my grace, show my scarrin' as some atonement

I ghost ride the fiery chariot on the southside, the "O" don't stand for omen

Most high, by right side, most of you notice

But can't come close to it like your fortunes

Appear morbid

And paralyzed, they don't got a pair of cojones

I'm dominant, 32 on the pinstripe for those who shall oppose me

Eight-ball bars, this one for Kobe

A madman material, product is port-a-potty

Shit on they whole squad and then some

I'll put up 40 in some Timberlands

While I'm jugglin' hip-hop and a cup of Wray and nephew with my lesser hand

Shorty, you see the outcome

Of blood diamonds, surrounded by Talcum

Washin' it down with rum and some nostalgia

Star and the crescent hour

Fuck y'all ****, this is the alpha