MRA (Black Genesis) - Turning Point lyrics

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MRA (Black Genesis) - Turning Point lyrics

[Intro: MRA (Black Genesis)] Alright so y'all made it to the middle of the tape It's the turning point About to go from innocence into experience But first I need to take a little break Go take a sh** shower shave And you know I got the n***as AiR Twerxes cAb and $pliff They're gonna entertain y'all So you know they just gonna throw down It's about to go down So I'ma just go ahead and walk out And these n***as are pretty much gonna handle up Aire you're up first [Verse 1: BR AiR] Everyday it's poppin' off in my city no lie n***as'll chop they brother wings off just to be fly Little Danny tryna be in the condo in the sky Tryna move up tryna get a slice of that pie Five years in the game man he could give a f** if he die Four five on his side and the other side a nine On his neck that freeze on his wrist that shine Front pockets full of pills back pocket got pine Phone had missed calls and messages from dimes Moving product with his goons [?] crimes He was tired of ducking and dodging and f**ing One time so f** it this time he say When the dicks buss there's I'ma buss mine They pulled up and pulled out Ain't get a shell off but he tried Asphalt facin' gravel tastin' Little Danny felt his soul climb Heard his goons cry He ain't even get a chance to say bye From good to bad to ugly From sweet to taint to funky From angels to average to addicts tryna feed a monkey [?] drug life so junky Little Danny [Verse 2: Twerxes] It's your boy twerxes And I do everything that you won't do And I gotta come through with my damn crew SSE man like a damn jungle chimpanzee That be me on tv when I do what I do When the booty rockin' I ain't stoppin' I'ma come in man get a zit poppin' Get this sh** poppin' like a mother f**in' Soda can b**h I'm the man I got a minivan and a big a** truck Mother f**er want that n***a get stuck with a s**er And I had to hit him with the f**ers That's a mother f**in' nunchucker Like a Bruce Lee n***a Talk that sh** n***a that's that picture What's that picture that's that n***a [Verse 3: cAb] Yeah it goes from good to bad and bad to worse n***a not making ends tryna steal the purse By the end of the day he'll be due for a hearse But then it gets worse a n***a down the block Put his brother in the dirt I know his heart hurt He's feeling like the worst but the worst is yet to come Cause my story just begun Yeah story of some young n***as Hanging on blocks slanging rocks like pitchers Ones an artist and he only tryna draw pictures Small fellow and he kept it hella mellow Inconsistent like Mello and that's where he f**ed up Out of luck in the cut n***as mugged up Any lack of trust can lead to a bust And they know that so they won't hold back You for one know that That they hold gats and they aim at the hat Headshot dreadlocks won't protect that And fact is a fact that you not bulletproof Beware what the bullets do I know n***as packing tools to the f**ing show Say he living by the code Can't trust a n***a even if he could throw And I'll be dropping bombs So much sh** going on find it hard to stay calm But I'ma find a way f** what you tryna say Got the blueprint floor plans build another day Turnaround and spit the flames in his f**ing face Light shining you incinerate the place Minus the black burner on my f**ing waist And lay siege 'til your saving grace Yeah [Verse 4: $pliff] Turn nothing into something Kinda like magic abracadabra Taking trips to saturn Just to escape madness Taught myself how to make cash the fastest Get it and make it stretch elastics These n***as is plastic Can't hold under pressure fold under pressure I make a diamond turn into gold under pressure You [?] too toxic for you to sniff Better try as best as you can To stay in sync with the plan b**h I'm the man on tv and demand You gotta pay per view The game ain't for you like two plus two I'll make lunch out of you I'm like captain crunch with the flu Serial k**er colder than ice vanilla [?] what me and bros putting on instrumentals I'm a tuba you a fiddle Came up now we hotter than griddles I'm not tryna belittle you But this spit is ma**ive seek out these [?] b**hes get struck like matches Throwing game like madden Cause I'm a savage and that's madness [Outro: MRA (Black Genesis)] Woo alright as I said it's the turning point We're about to go from innocence into experience So stay tuned

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