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Genius Gold

gold, I re-up and reload Product must be sold to you No neighborhood is rough enough There is no clips that's full enough I can't fold, I need gold,

Vertaling: GZA / Genius. Goud.

erratic, time is four, four I'm the microphone scholar, clockin' long dollars Here to make the place funky while the fly girls holler Genius vocalist, rhyme style priceless Pound of gold

Flush, so kiss my royal nuts ain?t nothing silver spooned, I came from the soil, bruh but now I?m eating off of rather yellow gold exquisite ravioli with

hotel Leave the homeless man, out in that cardboard cell Let the painted horse on the carousel remain 'Cause everything, it must belong somewhere Just like the gold

neck of emman-u-el White pearls, that's it, in the oyster shell Voice excels, judas upheld Take videos of my queens pretty toes Gold slippers, no clothes

, whatchu want nigga?) A repetitive loop All I need to destroy a soloist or group Huh, I put it to ya boy Hope you got the scoop Biggie Smalls, the rap genius

Coming through Levels shifting get swift on analog sounds, pounds of rocket tars Microchips incredible antibiotic medicine, better than octo Although created by the master genius

I'm a Cadillac tramp at the end of his road A swap meet rat who's sittin' on gold, yeah baby I'm a guitar gangster without a tune I'm the baseball bat