Mad Lords

[Verse 1: Genetics]
They try to be Shady like they’re Eminem on Halloween
Don’t respect us because we don’t have the biggest following
Our purpose is gardening
Planting seeds in minds
Hottest rappers got the Heat
While I’m sitting home with lines
Spur of the moment
Need Green like Splitter
Deflower a dime before the change makes her wither
Never owned a gun
But I still say
I’m about to kill me a nigga
I’m about to kill me a nigga
All these verses and beats
They still don’t give a fuck
If we make it Serge
Will we ever lose touch?
Bonds break ask Barry
No bailing out it’s scary
Money looking scarce
With no hits to carry/Carey
Will I die an Old Dirty Bastard with a Fantasy
Or will I die like Old Dirty Bastard
World wide Travesty
Smoking more joints than the human body
Trying to calm down
But all this stress really got me
Road trip to hell
Death calling shotty
And it’s filled with family nigga
Couldn’t see as high as I be
On alert like the Jewish Army
Need bread like Italians
Drinking on a Heineken
World War II in my stomach as I plummet
Like Atomic Bombs
Watching Japanese Anime
You see the shit I’m on
In a biz where getting conned is a habit
It’s too tragic
Just imagine
If you’re open minded then they call you faggot
I’d be damn if I’m living in a life that’s stagnant
Reaching a stature is the ultimate capture
Don’t get it?
Life’s a bitch
Fuck being Tony Danza
Some niggas lust money
I’m just not romantic

[Verse 2: Serge]
They try to be funny like Macaulay Culkin when he was Kevin
But they forget that Martin stopped airing in 97
So i stopped laughing homie
Label me manic depressant
Tryin to figure out a scheme without the Smith & Wesson
Spur of the moment
I need love like Lucy
That Don Draper is based on my life so loosely
Never cared for sloppy seconds but just off of G
Bout to take yo bitch
I'm about to take yo bitch
That's what you wanna hear all on the radio?
Write my song in seconds and then your gonna pay me bro?
All these sleepless nights with no residuals
You mean to tell me that i could have rapped with this type of flow?
Well Hallelujah
It just came to me
Feeling like when Batman got his back broke by Bane and em
Thinking that i failed
We failed
So painfully
Gary when we make it
I think we'll go crazy
At the VMA's
And the GRAMMYs gonna get dissed
My fuckin speech is as long as Schindler's List
No Thank You's
Grab my balls as i smirk for the boo-hoo's
When you're Fortunate no such thing as a lose-lose
Fearless like kamikaze's
I hate ya more than Kanye hates the paparazzi
That was a freebie
No dummies as my friends like Phoebe
Try something different and they call it feces
Will i die Notorious like B.I.G?
Or will i die just a big notorious absentee?
You the type to fuck bitches with dudes names on em
I'm the type to walk away from fame like Dave and em

[Skit: Dave Chappelle]
Oh I'm dropping Dimes Tonight!

[Outro]
Try to make ends meet
You're a slave to money
Then you die