The Genesis (feat. Aphrodelics)

Hip hop genesis, mass production
Afro spittin' it
Tame Mack on the one two spinnin' it
Is y'all cats feelin' it?

The sky was kinda cloudy, rain pourin' on me
I'm in the hotel by my lonely
That's when I got a call from a homie
He said "What's up?"
Nothin' much, where you at?
In the lab tryin' to get a track
I got that chico, kill the chit chat
Just give me like an hour and I'll be with that

Jump in the cab, run by a thuggish

Turkish cat with the baseball cap and it smelled really bad
He asked what I do for a livin'
I said I'm a rapper, lyrical clapper
Nice with the steezy
Teenies wanna be me when they see me on TV
I make it seem easy
Rhymes galore, much more in store
Than your average whore
Yo I'd rather keep it raw
Out to blow spots like the second world war

Givin' party people what they lookin' for

Hip hop genesis, mass production
Afro spittin' it
Tame Mack on the one two spinnin' it
Is y'all cats feelin' it?
Hip hop genesis, mass production
Afro spittin' it
Tame Mack on the one two spinnin' it
Is y'all cats feelin' it?

Yo, yo, I grab my bag and my knapsack
Dipped up, catch the plane, we don't half-step
On board screamin' out "Where the drinks at?"

Smugglin' my own weed 'cause I need that

Believe that, yo I can't wait to touch ground
Then bounce to your city like what up now
We goin' out, mackin' honeys in the whip now

The spliff out, pass the mic yo we spit rounds
And get down
We not frontin' like we the shit now
Got no diamonds, iced out rocks and crystal
My clique's live, reppin' for props with sick style
Fadin' the scene, then leavin' the spot with quick miles
We get wild, in hotels and girls' cribs
I'ma take what this whole world gives

And that's it
I would still love the life I live
Even though I don't even earn shit
And that's it

Hip hop genesis, mass production
Afro spittin' it
Tame Mack on the one two spinnin' it
Is y'all cats feelin' it?
Hip hop genesis, mass production
Afro spittin' it
Tame Mack on the one two spinnin' it
Is y'all cats feelin' it?

Up in the hotel buildin', catch me chillin'
White tank top, flip flops, ill willin'
Pimp the shed out of twin honeys sippin' Zaki
In the lobby, rah rah about hobbies
Nice atmosphere, spark off the bar, Marley
And hook the ride up, let's wind up
Ride up and down your district non-stop
And I'm feelin' like at home, the East, the East block

S600, ghetto red hot
Turks, Morocs, Yugos and niggas
Do the head nod, be electro like Hancock
What you think about our ass posin' in your shot?
Drink 'til we drunk, pass out and wake up
Back 'til we come, chicken niggas packed up
24 Hour tour with Tame Mack is hip hop

Yeah yeah

Hip hop genesis, mass production
Afro spittin' it
Tame Mack on the one two spinnin' it
Is y'all cats feelin' it?

Hip hop genesis, mass production
Afro spittin' it
Tame Mack on the one two spinnin' it
Is y'all cats feelin' it?
Hip hop genesis, mass production
Afro spittin' it
Tame Mack on the one two spinnin' it
Is y'all cats feelin' it?

Hip hop genesis, mass production
Afro spittin' it
Tame Mack on the one two spinnin' it
Is y'all cats feelin' it?

Yo yo what's up, it's Big Juju from the world famous Beatnuts
That's right I'm up here with my man Psycho Les
With the illest DJ in Germany
DJ Tame Mack, killer cuts
Real hip hop baby, Beatnuts