Saint
10-25-2017, 02:50 PM
Sime's tt 1999
Genuflex
VEX ASSASIN? Hahahahhahahahah who the fuck are you?
Clock strikes twelve 1999 brings the burnin hell
This verse, GENUFLEX’s introduction to the TT3 realm
Rippin would be assasins of there last breaths
Phophecy kept, GENUFLEX riegns the death fest
Oxidizing vex’s iron chest with pure rittled O’s (oxygen)
His flows can’t with stand the hellstaff’s blows
Splittin his core to the four corners of the earth
My text the new biblical word as ya experience ya last turn
GENUFLEX brings armeggadon stallin ya cortex system
Like Y 2 K, your circuit circulation will be missin
Get the KY cuz your gonna experience some ruff house fistin!
Hahahhahahha Bitch! you claim to be a “vex” assasin?
Don’t you see… im unfuckable like the chasity
My mentality ten fold of what yours could ever be
To beat me you better have ya whole crew plus me on ya team
Or armed to the teeth cuz ‘ill rip ya apart at the seams
Bitch slap ya girl to her knees and show her how a real man tastes
Gettin red in the face? My rhymes are razor laced
That’s why ya spittin blood when you try to regurgitate
The shit that I create, frostin ya rhymes till ya think it’s
ggggrrrreat!
Give meh a fuckin break ill take the micorphone
wRap the cord around the bone supportin ya vacant dome
and show ya a real flow, so you can look half decent for ya next show
leave ya with a nice after glow, cuz you know…
you just got fucked!
GENUFLEX
1999
VeX aSSaSSin aka VeXecution
Genu couldn't flex his muscles if he was a Naked Statue, I'll blast-you even if I
don't have-to, your rhymez are "Leased" and there way past-due I concoct
metaphorz while your sittin in ya neutral time stool, Da lyricist you love to
envy, Stylez you LACK? Plenty, Despite your anomisity, i'll leave ya marked
like apostrophes, After you battle me, you'll be quick to ask for an apology,
You couldn't "Get Ass" if ya studied gynecology, Casually, I cause
Casualties, among your Vitality, When you battle me, you best to come
strapped like knights of chilvary, But inconspicuously Brad told me you were
da Pitts, Cuz you couldn't Busta Rhyme if ya name was Trevor Smith, Your
"Wacker" than masturbating with a Sledge Hammer, (Ouch) Plus I "Blaze"
more shit then burning churches in Alabama, Your worried about "Flow" you
should be worried about your stamina, No need to say "Sharpening up your
skillz" cuz ya name fits da bill, For thrillz, I "Krush Grove" emceez untill they
"B" Chill, When I embark dark, intricate metaphorz from da heart, You'll be
"Assed Out" like no Body Armor on Tony Starkz, Everything I spit, iz potent,
so beware of "Poisonous Darts" My trigger effect can intercept over ya
intellect, Plus I'll leave ya folded like a car dealer shuffling a deck,, I usually
ben-fold to gyms-gold constructing a Genu-flex, In retrospect, i'm burning
niggaz with-out company flow from end-to-end, Skillz unlimited like rhyming
wordz ended with T-I-O-N, You couldn't be "Versatile" if you drunk a vodka
blend, I verbally muder foez, and leave them "Ruined" like panty holez,
Lyrically, you couldn't be "Next" to me if you were singin "Too Close" So step
as I "CUM CORRECT" like my SEMEN covering typographical errors,
People who battle me get sent to da land of NEVER NEVER, You'll be
indulged like my rhymez were Anorexic quick to Endeavor, If you urinated a
rattle snake hiss, you still couldn't get pissed, Your shit ain't "Tight" that's why
they call you "LOCK-NESS" My ability, iz wizardry, which makes me an
unknown entity, When you enter my vicinity you'll quickly lose your thinking
ability, Cuz it's almost impossible to start a rhyme after me, Call me a lyrical
super hero, cuz I got kidz goin "There he iz" And my "Black Thoughts" are
strictly from "The Roots" of my Heritage, VeX sayz Fuck it yo!!!
Genuflex
VEX ASSASIN? Hahahahhahahahah who the fuck are you?
Clock strikes twelve 1999 brings the burnin hell
This verse, GENUFLEX’s introduction to the TT3 realm
Rippin would be assasins of there last breaths
Phophecy kept, GENUFLEX riegns the death fest
Oxidizing vex’s iron chest with pure rittled O’s (oxygen)
His flows can’t with stand the hellstaff’s blows
Splittin his core to the four corners of the earth
My text the new biblical word as ya experience ya last turn
GENUFLEX brings armeggadon stallin ya cortex system
Like Y 2 K, your circuit circulation will be missin
Get the KY cuz your gonna experience some ruff house fistin!
Hahahhahahha Bitch! you claim to be a “vex” assasin?
Don’t you see… im unfuckable like the chasity
My mentality ten fold of what yours could ever be
To beat me you better have ya whole crew plus me on ya team
Or armed to the teeth cuz ‘ill rip ya apart at the seams
Bitch slap ya girl to her knees and show her how a real man tastes
Gettin red in the face? My rhymes are razor laced
That’s why ya spittin blood when you try to regurgitate
The shit that I create, frostin ya rhymes till ya think it’s
ggggrrrreat!
Give meh a fuckin break ill take the micorphone
wRap the cord around the bone supportin ya vacant dome
and show ya a real flow, so you can look half decent for ya next show
leave ya with a nice after glow, cuz you know…
you just got fucked!
GENUFLEX
1999
VeX aSSaSSin aka VeXecution
Genu couldn't flex his muscles if he was a Naked Statue, I'll blast-you even if I
don't have-to, your rhymez are "Leased" and there way past-due I concoct
metaphorz while your sittin in ya neutral time stool, Da lyricist you love to
envy, Stylez you LACK? Plenty, Despite your anomisity, i'll leave ya marked
like apostrophes, After you battle me, you'll be quick to ask for an apology,
You couldn't "Get Ass" if ya studied gynecology, Casually, I cause
Casualties, among your Vitality, When you battle me, you best to come
strapped like knights of chilvary, But inconspicuously Brad told me you were
da Pitts, Cuz you couldn't Busta Rhyme if ya name was Trevor Smith, Your
"Wacker" than masturbating with a Sledge Hammer, (Ouch) Plus I "Blaze"
more shit then burning churches in Alabama, Your worried about "Flow" you
should be worried about your stamina, No need to say "Sharpening up your
skillz" cuz ya name fits da bill, For thrillz, I "Krush Grove" emceez untill they
"B" Chill, When I embark dark, intricate metaphorz from da heart, You'll be
"Assed Out" like no Body Armor on Tony Starkz, Everything I spit, iz potent,
so beware of "Poisonous Darts" My trigger effect can intercept over ya
intellect, Plus I'll leave ya folded like a car dealer shuffling a deck,, I usually
ben-fold to gyms-gold constructing a Genu-flex, In retrospect, i'm burning
niggaz with-out company flow from end-to-end, Skillz unlimited like rhyming
wordz ended with T-I-O-N, You couldn't be "Versatile" if you drunk a vodka
blend, I verbally muder foez, and leave them "Ruined" like panty holez,
Lyrically, you couldn't be "Next" to me if you were singin "Too Close" So step
as I "CUM CORRECT" like my SEMEN covering typographical errors,
People who battle me get sent to da land of NEVER NEVER, You'll be
indulged like my rhymez were Anorexic quick to Endeavor, If you urinated a
rattle snake hiss, you still couldn't get pissed, Your shit ain't "Tight" that's why
they call you "LOCK-NESS" My ability, iz wizardry, which makes me an
unknown entity, When you enter my vicinity you'll quickly lose your thinking
ability, Cuz it's almost impossible to start a rhyme after me, Call me a lyrical
super hero, cuz I got kidz goin "There he iz" And my "Black Thoughts" are
strictly from "The Roots" of my Heritage, VeX sayz Fuck it yo!!!