The Genesis Songtext / Lyric

Street's disciple, my raps are trifle

I shoot slugs from my brain just like a rifle

Stampede the stage, I leave the microphone split

Play Mr. Tuffy while I'm on some Pretty Tone shit

Verbal assassin, my architect pleases

When I was 12, I went to...



And you're sitting at home doing this shit

I should be earning a medal for this

Stop fuckin' around and be a man, there ain't nothin' out here for you



Oh yes, there is... This



Yo, Nas, yo what the fuck is this bullshit on the radio son



Chill chill, that's the shit God, chill



Aiyyo yo, pull down the shade, man

Let's count this money, nigga

Ayeo Nas, put the Jacksons and the Grants over there

You know what I'm sayin'

Cause we spendin' the Jacksons

You know how we get down baby



True, true






Nas, yo Nas, man shit is mad real right now in the projects

For a nigga yo, word to mother

All them crab-ass rappers

Be comin' up to me, man word to mother man

I think we need to let them niggas know it's real man



True indeed, knamsayin', but when it's real you doin' this

Even without a record contract, knamsayin'



No question



Been doin this since back then



No doubt



I'm sayin' regardless how it go down we gone keep it real

We tryin' to see many mansions and, and Coupes kid



No doubt, we gon keep it real, true, true



Aiyyo where's Grand Wizard and Mayo at man

Takin' niggas a long time, man



Who got the Phillies, take this Hennessy



Aiyyo Dunn

C'mon, c'mon, man stop wavin' that man

Stop pointin' that at me Dunn, take the clip out



Nigga alright but take this Hennessey man



I'm sayin' take the clip man, c'mon, take it out



Light them Phillies up man, niggas stop fuckin' burnin' Phillies man

Light some Phillies up then



Pass that henrock, pass that henrock, nigga, act like you know



Yo, we drinkin' this straight up with no chaser

I ain't fuckin' with you nigga



I'm saying though man



What is it, what is it baby



What is it Son, what is it



You know what time it is



I'm saying man, ya know what I'm saying

Niggas don't listen man, representin' it's Illmatic