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sellout/Burnout - FICTION/GENESIS Lyrics



sellout/Burnout - FICTION/GENESIS Lyrics




Add a kick and it sounds like this at a low pass and it's easy as piss
Consider this my genesis with a bliss dismiss of a kiss bitch
You're coming at me with your weak ass flow whilst I'm just trying to get back home
And you're still trying to get in the zone
And I've already kicked your garden gnome

Add a snare and it sounds like this add a high pass and it's hard as shit
Bitch, this my genesis so get ready for the bars I hit
Hats with the flange and a nice pezzaz
Delay the sound and play real fast
With a comic book blast
Sweating over a f*cking crash

Beatbox faster than you can drum
I eat a meal, you can only eat a crumb
I flow from the only way I know
With all the DJs think I can't slow

Down when I'm up, up when I'm down
Left when I'm right, right when I'm left
In the mode of f*cking Locri-own you bitch

They said it couldn't be done I proved them wrong
With battle lines of complete fiction
All I'm writing is something to be done

Sat in your car thinking that "I could do that"
But guess what? You f*cking can't
I'm just too good at my craft
For these lines coming at speed like crack I'm out
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Add a kick and it sounds like this at a low pass and it's easy as piss
Consider this my genesis with a bliss dismiss of a kiss bitch
You're coming at me with your weak ass flow whilst I'm just trying to get back home
And you're still trying to get in the zone
And I've already kicked your garden gnome

Add a snare and it sounds like this add a high pass and it's hard as shit
Bitch, this my genesis so get ready for the bars I hit
Hats with the flange and a nice pezzaz
Delay the sound and play real fast
With a comic book blast
Sweating over a f*cking crash

Beatbox faster than you can drum
I eat a meal, you can only eat a crumb
I flow from the only way I know
With all the DJs think I can't slow

Down when I'm up, up when I'm down
Left when I'm right, right when I'm left
In the mode of f*cking Locri-own you bitch

They said it couldn't be done I proved them wrong
With battle lines of complete fiction
All I'm writing is something to be done

Sat in your car thinking that "I could do that"
But guess what? You f*cking can't
I'm just too good at my craft
For these lines coming at speed like crack I'm out
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Writer: Callan Sinclair
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Performed By: sellout/Burnout
Language: English
Length: 1:02
Written by: Callan Sinclair
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