[corleone]

lol I literally destroyed you..

keystyle..


.. fuck genocide, this dudes a biter foreal,
he bit my name as anonymous, and tried to mimic my skill//
so lyrically ill, my pen spills poisonous quills,
and leaks genocide all over the world, verbal kill//
son tried to play me like I'm dumb, and change his name to gen,
so he could hide out on a different message board with his friends//
.. that's something a bitch'll do,
like she cheated on her boyfriend,
so tell me, what is it dude?,
are you sleeping around with men?//
let's not play pretend.. jens' changing his story//
.. and the screen showing me sharp creating it for me// (.. lol, uppin' my verse @ sharp)
.. get blazed with my .40 caliber gun,
gen gone miss the next crowd, like armageddon//(gen/generation)
armed with weapons, disarm and bomb my brethren,
I'll scar his lessons and take his heart, like horror segments//
I devour sentences.. eat subjects, and vomit predicates,
and misuse adverbs like anon (genocide) for props in messages//
.. for kicks, I'll pop you nigga,
run up on you for your shit, and drop you nigga,
you a bitch nigga.. you never popped off at no one,
.. you never been in the streets, you ain't built for warrin'//
If I got you, the whole hood stop and applaud you,
bitch, stop acting like I never did nothing for you//
.. you a loose slut, this fool luck is over and dried out.. like my two nuts//
.. you suck,
the best thing you could ever do is never do much//
and who's up?. genocide, at the plate//
.. looking like something foul I ate//
I smile at fakes, shake hands and trialed through hate,
so genocide is nothing more then the mere clown I'd break//
.. let's go pound for pound, round for round, I'll handle this bum,
teach him to keep a firm grip on my dick like my hand onna gun//
I'll damage his lungs, cock back and blam on his tongue,
.. so he could see where cor cumming from//
running from who my nigga?.. I run from no one,
.. you slow son, like your father trying to narrate my career you stole from//






- switches styles-



quick keystyle..


your unresourceful.. like magazines that endorse you.. 'source-magazine'// I'll resort to-violence and torch your corpse-in-kerosene// gens a homo.. he shares himself and courts with men behind the scenes.. for the quick-cash, gen sold more ass then pop culture did for-teens//(gen/generation) I'll arroz con pollo this chicken shit to a plate and side-of-beans// .. gens a biter, who used my credentials as a writer to pipe his- dreams// .. this fuccin herb stole my name, and sharked my style//he then called himself anon, but couldn't pronounce-the-vowels'// I fucked him in his nonnie', as he pronounced my name.. anon, I'll run gen broke like a cartridge-game//(rob him/game generator) I'll spark and aim, cock back, and scar his frame//.. fuck genocide, like a parade of crusades' march' for change//.. cockbite, you not nice, I'll put your career to a stop-light//.. and like cars at auto repair centers, you'll get dropped-twice// you can't fight, on no level could you ever beat me//.. knock your ass out, as you pass out from tremendous amounts of bleeding// .. I'll body you.. put my gun in your mouth, shells turn you to pasta// Geno.. short for italian like Corleone is to a mobsta// - get it? lil geno? I'll stick thick blades down your pee-hole// -Im evil- I'll cut genocide into pieces, and feed people// and we know.. gen ain never killed anybody, he's all mouth// pow! shots ring through his couch, as my goons creep up in his house// .. ouch! keep playing my slowjam, bro ham.. and end up like sharp in a witness protection program//(sharp/mark'ers) you throw hands? let's see bitch, you pee quick, so seamless.. you was never a thug, yet was always on some netcee shit//genocide claims hes from Philly, but he lives in Minnesota//.. which state are you from, bum? because I just think your crazy, and your pics reveal your disorder//.. pug bitch, you love dick and your threads speak for itself//you rallying fags or are you just teasing yourself?//.. stop mistreating yourself, we all know your attracted to men//.. are you on the verge of cracking, and are about to give in?//.. you thinking of going public, and confessing your secret?//because we all know your a fag, stressed in your anal region//.. son pug in his face, hes looking to mate with niggas on net//.. you could tell by his demeanor in his pics he vexed//.. like.. "damn.. I wish Corleone was homo, too... we could of formed a crew, and rolled like WU"//.. he said, "maybe even a loan or two.. I would of fronted him something, just to go to school"//.. shut the fuck up, you dumb cunt, you could suck on both nuts// -hold up- I'll beat gens ass and watch his body fold up//