lirik lagu geez francisco – backwood raps
[intro: geez francisco]
ahhh, sh-t
feel that ?
it’s cryogenesis, hah
[verse 1: geez francisco]
you in the presence of a g*nius
when you in my region keep ya head towards ya sneakers
before you catch a sneak up by them demons
a bunch of f-cking heathens doing stick ups on the weekends
what the f-cks cathedral ?
them wine and crackers p-ssing cannot feed you
let alone lead you to better paths for your people
so smoke the f-cking reefer and quit tryna be a preacher
and sip that 40 ounces like a 40 year old geezer
i’m yoda through the speakers, disrespecting all ya teachers
mothaf-ck the swat team, all the dirty -ss polices
i wasn’t born in silver spoon neighborhoods, more like plastic
lotta caskets, dirty mattress
philly accents, ankles ashy
i think it’s time for revolution
lets burn the const-tution smoke the reefer while i do it
this the sh-t that have these rappers folding
kitana through his shoulder, in the presence of my flowing
leave em open, heart convulsions
smoking potent, choking
but sh-t it had me focused, but never slipping
the audi come equipped with smiffins
if it’s problems demolition, islamic is turning christian
long as god is my witness the rhyming will be proficient
this that black hoodie cruising
b-tches leaking fluid, see these n-ggas losing
tryna creep up on the movement, til i hit em with hadokens
leave they spinal cords loosened, the head jerk was amusing
left coroners in confusion
this backwood got my lungs doing some back flips
or maybe it’s the cactus smelling like pure cat p-ss
it’s phillys care package atomic bombs and mad clips
don’t act rich, my k!llers will wait under your mattress
the 40 ounce bandit feeling like i’m count dracula
extracting souls then leave the carc-ss in the acura
imma ask you who the best, if you don’t come correct
the shots will penetrate ya vest and make they way into ya chest
i’m just playing, i ain’t really a shooter
i prefer street fighter beat that -ss with ak-ma
wanna learn some techniques i’m more than happy to school ya, the blackest ruler
since the era of the shaka’s and zula’s , i pop medulas
in terms of the cold you like a cooler
i’m more a freezer, easier then sunday morning
smoke the weed then eat digiorno’s
call ya b-tch up for some p-rno’s, self production
earned an oscar, burnt the oscar , got some lobster
like we rastas , implode all on ya conscious
i’m cells perfect form and you other rappers are novice
and since we gone do this whole dragonball z sh-t
i’m buu to babidi a hunnit saiyans come alive with me
flows cause lobotomies, leave your brain exposed like 19
so don’t try geez, a mothaf-cking prodigy
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