The Genesis

Yo it's Elmatic, shouts out to the homie Nas, son
 Words from the wise one, make both your eyes run
 Red with blood like (?)
 You barely throw jabs with your vo-cab-u-lary
 My punchlines knock niggas the fuck out
 Still earn block figures, cop triggers and duck droughts
 The flyest, and I ain't just being biased
 A Hebrew Elzhi is one with the Messiah
 You just a virus, a fucking disease that
 Infects geese your techniques ain't nothing to sneeze at
 I crack the seal on a dutch sticker
 Split the blunt, roll it back up and lit the front
 The road to classic, to bury you below the casket
 Picture that like it's photographic
 Fuck your chain with your logo crafted,
 you just a follower
 Your mother shouldn't of had your ass, she should of swalloed ya
 Like bottles of pills to overdose
 Only to leave you comatose to wake up as one of Jehova's ghosts
 I been mean since the age 16
 From long range could rearrange if we exchange 16's
 As far as spittin' bars I'm on the level with the stars
 Devil tryna chip me with the bezels and the cars
 But I'm too swift with the true gift
 I knew if I put a line down you'd sniff
 Blew spliffs in the park, guns spark
 Niggas running from the narcs and animals that bark
 It's more crazy than a pictue by Martin Scorsese
 Instead of y'all starting wars, praise me, fuck y'all