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“Poison Darts”
Full Metal Jacket been slapping
Letters From The Golden Era
Pure classic
We already went platinum
If only in my mind
We been moving massive
Yo Lo let em feel this shit
We the realest kid
Who’s ill as this
Every verse I spread slugs
Drop the drums in
Hard like Quest Love
Or Preemo on the MP
Emcees better take heed
Let me just breathe
That’s all I gotta do now
All I do is shoot rounds
Got em saying ohhh child
Things are getting easier
My rhymes quoted by greats
They believe us
No stress son just bars
5Star on God
Hit em with the poison darts
Chorus
Poison darts in ya neck with a blow gun
Son you running The Shogün
Cats acting like shit’s greasy
This shit is easy
when the competition’s no one
This is album number 3
5Star legacy
Lo and Gennessee
Blunts getting smoked up
Blowing in the breeze
Son’s getting choked up
Rolled up with the ease
This is elite emceeing
Cats ain’t breathing
When the beat start speaking
Heads start leaking
Angels and the demons
Come out the verses
Therapeutic teachings
So let the horns sound
I put em all down
4 pound
Load it up more rounds
Strike em right on the heart
This is real Art
Venomous poison darts
Chorus
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“Cypher Spark”
Verse 1:
Yo let’s get it started
GenStar I’m the first to spark it
Hit at the lab act ill co get retarded
Noble House is the label that’s paying me I’m hailed to be the next emcee
I flow amazingly
The beats are bumping
Don Lo keep the bass thumping
Spit rhymes through the mic
Keep the place jumping
That’s why they call me the Honorable phenomenal
rapper that’ll smile in your face
when he’s bombing you
With raw lyrics
Nowadays kids is all gimmicks
So I put down the skill
Let em all hear it
Gennessee’s deadly and ready to bury
any MC that thinks
they can ever come test me
Yo You heard about
murderous verses
Word of mouth
hurting em for certain
Bars when I blurt em out
Every time I touch the mic
I bring light to dark
Shatter squads
Leave em tight
When the cypher sparks
Chorus
Verse 2:
Yo I shoot the place
one of the illest in the human race
Gen Stara
they call me papa when I use my grace
To come and wet you
Or let 5Star come and get you
bust a rap and twist ya cap back
like a pretzel
I’m the gunning kid
running with 100 clips
Run ya lips
find your whole team
Laying under a bridge
When my pen’s in motion
and the house takes the stage
We all up the place I got em all going
Damn he’s nice with his
So precise with it
Spray something
It’s them fly Blade Runner kids
I’m the first hip hopper that will make it big Latin rapper producer
coming out of Bay Ridge
Brooklawn RNS is the family
My soldiers hold ya head
Deal with this insanity
Until then I’ma hold it down for you
Striking like a viper
Lighting up the cypher
Chorus
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Combat
03:18
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“Combat”
Verse 1:
Life goes on
Even as I write this song
Mic in my palm
5Star
Fighting the storm
Desert law
Swinging with golden sword
Fold em all in half
It’s the General at war
Told ya’ll in letters
To the underground
No one will be better
We will shine forever
Manifest the manuscript
Light up the cannibus
Lyrically I damage them
Acrobat with adjectives
Lo beats
got me bringing out the dope heat
Don’t sleep
Breathe deep
Let’s these bars steep
Peep
Y’all could never fathom
The life that we lead
Money in bag son
Noble House
Always got the bomb sack
Bringing flames to the cypher
Where my gods at
Ain’t nobody stepping to the team
Since we been on the scene
We been ready for the combat
Chorus:
No cap
All raps
This is all facts (all facts)
One time
Where the gods at (gods at)
Cats gonna need a hard hat
When I spit these rhymes
Y’all don’t want the combat
Verse 2:
Blessed with the flow
Desert sands
Weapons unfold
You ain’t heard this Gen since
Mexican smoke
Brick weed
We old school
48th and O
DJ Zatch at the crib
Son my memory’s gold
Can’t forget the ADAT’s
And the mackie
booth with the plexiglass
We would send em back
Coz would drop first
Rid would drop a verse
I was cursed
Cuz I was next to blast
PDS waiting in the cuts
With the hottest shit you ever heard
It’s was nuts
Yeah
This is way before all the accolades
No Grammy nods
Nobody had platinum plates
But we knew it was coming
we manifested our dreams
5Star gunning
Had to bring it back to the desert
Words from the reverend
We be on the next shit
Chorus
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Dragon Fist
04:27
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“Dragon Fist”
Verse 1:
Picture this
In fact
To understand my raps
You gotta go way back
To the days of G-Rap
On the streets of New York
Where the heat make ya walk
Hit the beat with the talk
They will leave you in chalk
Understand me
In Home Bass with blammys
Tried to witness stand me
Way before the Grammys
I declined
I designed with the rhymes
Had to lawyer up
I will never tell a lie
If I rap about it
Best believe
It’s facts about it
We some OG’s
You can ask about us
Noble House
We Never did a bad deal
Never put a rat on the stand
We that real
y’all don’t wanna test God Body
Spit hot totties
Click clack the shotty
This is MOP shit
Ante up
Make you wanna bum rush
Self destruct
Stick and move
Hit em with a uppercut
Coach Kam shit
I just let the gram flip
Read the manuscript
Leave em all in bandages
Lyrically I handle em
Cut rappers to sandwiches
Chorus:
5Star we just let the the dagger flip
Line em up in the crosshairs
Bag em quick
When I set the target
I have to hit
I don’t miss
I just kill em with the dragon fist
Verse 2:
Rap odyssey
I drop the prophecy
Non stop philosophy
Give emcees lobotomy’s
Mama so proud me
Plaques on the wall son
500 songs
Damn he be on one
I spit rhymes
Letting they wigs fly
I don’t need a co-sign
I hit big time
But y’all don’t even know about it
I ain’t drop a flow about it
Never did a post about it
Mighta did a hundred thousand
Quiet as kept
Riot and step
In silence wit the violence
Slicing they neck
Colombian style
Been running my miles
Lo sending me files
Stay knocking em down
With the right hook
Left jab too
Leave you RIP
Right sleeve on a tattoo
I ain’t gotta trip
Cuz the master is
Slay em with the verbatim
And the dragon fist
This is 5Star master class
You looking at apocalypse
Dealing with the aftermath
I battled doing windmills
And rapping gas
Drag em through the windshield
Shatter glass
Chorus
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“Cinco Estrella”
Verse 1:
Yo One
here comes the one
to the two and three
5Star rocking in the place to be
Don Lo Legendary
Gennessee
Can’t forget
the one and only Cait La Dee
Deadly on the mic
We kill emcees
Moving the crowd
Like waves in the sea
Known to rip a mic
In the SFC
Damn we flip it tight
On the MPC
Catch me on stage with the C O Z
El Rock, Vieve and L Roney
Used to bump Brand Nu, PRT
ATCQ AND EPMD
Nothing really changed
Everything’s still G
Come to Noble House
Boy ya not want fi leave
Smoke in the air
We burn those trees
Hip-hop everywhere
We straight OG’s
Chorus
Verse 2:
Yo 1
Here’s comes the 2
To the 3 and 4
Humming coming atcha
Knocking down your door
We be the rappers
You see on tour
Tearing down the stage
They spit that raw
Writing on the page
Those ill metaphors
Punchlines tight
When we go to war
You can cop the records
New wax in stores
CD cassettes
Baby either or
Hip-hop’s back and it’s so hardcore
Click click clack
Cock back on the 4
Only the microphone
Or the dancehall
We don’t want violence
We just wanna ball
You know what Noble House
stands up for
Peace and equality
Love that’s all
Shouts to my players
Backs to the wall
Cinco Estrella we the 5Star
Chorus
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Blade Runners
03:24
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"Blade Runners"
Verse 1:
Yo just when you thought it was safe
thought I was playing
I came back slowed it down
Feel what I’m saying
It’s all entertainment
Like Raiden
When I spit it I glow
more points than Gary Payton
On the give and the go
call shots like your pops
hottest thing on the block
used to rock broken needles
with the nickels on top
Last year I used to rap
Now I’m making the tracks
And Last year I gave you daps
Now I’m taking em back
I flip cats just like gymnast
Ain’t no mat when you land
And I know the streets of Brooklyn
Like the back of my hand
mastered the plan
And damn
You only half of the man
Try to hassle with my fam
You get the back of the van
It’s only the truth
Salute when I go in the booth
whenever I pull a mic
Yo it’s only to shoot
I’m calling it quits
On all you kids all in the mix
Come and get the flame gunner
Modern day blade runner
Chorus:
How many summers
Do they display numbers
Stay gunning
5Star we the Blade Runners
(Cuts)
I’m a b-b-blade runner (2X)
Verse 2:
Don Lo be flipping beats
Like the top of a tank
GenStar
set it off like I was robbing a bank
dodging ya blanks
everything you spitting is empty
Go against me
50/50 son
flipping a penny
sick of these emcees
Fronting like they top of the line
The type of cats to rock a Rolee
but they don’t know the time
that’s why I always spit a banger
right on top of your head
Treat my verse like it was poison
drop and your dead
You’re over the limit
fucking with the vocal Lieutenant
if I ain’t writing every minute
then I’m smoking and chilling
Know for the lyrics
Explode kids are closing they mouth
Forgetting all the things that hip-hop’s really supposed to be about
I’ve been rhyming on the mic
since cats were spinning on their backs
Lo been on the MP since
We were selling wax
These rappers always from
So I hit em from the back
Conan He-Man
Blade runner with the ax
Chorus
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“Spit Flows”
Chorus:
I’m gonna spit flows
Right outta my dome
Leaving all you rappers dead
Gonna rip these rhymes
Right outta this world
Coming off the top of the head
Ain’t another emcee
Gonna shut me up
my rhymes be creating the sound
I’m gonna spit flows
Right outta my soul
5Star breaking it down
Verse 1:
Aye yo I spit flows
Sparking the indo
5Star charging
Harder than pimp strolls
George Jefferson limp
More effortless shit
War prepping the click
Raw testing the brick
Tell me who’s hotter I’ll wait
Nada
Lil Flower Nasti got the Merch
And the product
Don Lo beats
Make me think I hit the lotto
We be on the throttle
Noble House motto
You know
My flow
Fasho
We roll
Like we say in the Bay
He dumb he go
He the Illest alive
I just kill with the rhymes
New single is live
We been building a vibe
Every Friday
Dropping a new sound
Ewwww child
Who the hottest record label
In the Sco now
I ain’t gotta say it
I let the streets do it
GenStar gonna show you what the heat do
Chorus
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Desert Storm
03:01
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“Desert Storm”
Chorus:
This is for my dogs in the reservoir
Moving through the streets deep
Keeping the blessings strong
Watching for the beast
Don’t sleep
Keep ya weapon drawn
Never know when ya gonna go
In the desert storm
Verse 1:
Yo NY City
Vibe with me
Keep the La with me
Drop something for the mixtapes
This is my City
Not Diddy
Gen’s back and I brought the Bay with me
Don Lo, Young Coz
Mainey Vent stay with me
It’s a 5Star classic
Boom Bap graphic
Heading back home
Brooklyn in the traffic
Hit up RNS
Yo where my people at
Used to Mobb Franklin Ave
for the reefer sac
Now it’s G’s and packs
How deep is that
Moving up
No I never looked back
Nothing changed
Watching for jakes
Difference is now we grown
play for high stakes
In these modern days
Better duck down
When the hollows Blaze
Find ya self in a shallow grave
It’s a maze
And mines we be stepping on
Watch ya rep
Take a breath in the desert storm
Chorus
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Millions
02:24
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“The Millions”
Verse 1:
5Star combine blow ya mind
Fly rhymes you ain’t heard since 1999
Golden era bring it back with one line
Breakbeat’s hitting so hard
Like you stepping through time
One mic gonna let you know who dat
GenStar with the bars and the scratches
Straight boom bap
We ain’t ever tryna fall for their booby traps
We be underground where the music’s at
Mics get ripped up to smithereens
hit the scene
Clip em mean with my team
Cleaner than listerine
Already told you
I’m the Illest that you ever seen
Emcees
get deceased with ease
I been stacking all my skills up
Attacking for the build up
You could never tackle Josh Allen
With the Bills tucked
Noble House
Come and rap with Gorillas
Lo press the tapes and wax
by the millions
Chorus
Verse 2:
Check one two
This the verse of the century
Words of the Gennessee
I burn the enemy
Swerved to the curb
serve em up the weaponry
Word to the herb
I’ve shot down celebrities
Hip hop blessing me
Always been my pedigree
20 years deep
I speak from longevity
Y’all know the legacy
Can’t put em next to me
Pop off heavenly
Top off Kennedy
Whoever wanna tangle get massacred
I don’t need no abra cadabra
To bring the Magic to the battle cuz
I been wrecking cyphers
Since magic was passing basketballs
Rocking mathematics
With lyrics that’s gonna baffle y’all
So raw
Just feeeeeeel all the greatness
Reeeeeeead in the papers
Breathe in the vapors
Gotta shout my producer in the building
Don Lo yo press it up by the millions
Chorus
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Block Shut Down
03:22
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“Block Shut Down”
Verse 1:
Check 1, 2 is this microphone on
I’m a show em how to shine bright
Living in the limelight
Million dolla flow
Death blow in the twilight
Play back the video
You can watch the highlights
We are
5Star
Straight out the Golden Era
We rock
so hard
You ain’t heard em flowing better
I been known to rock shows
Deadly with the hot flows
Since I was a snot nose
Bouncing em like pot holes
On the Ocean Floor
Elements are raw
Intelligence is on
Weapons getting drawn
Lyrical manslaughter
It’s the megaldon
Shark outta Sunset Park
Y’all can Carry on
Yes
You in the presence of a legend
Bay Ridge repping
RNS representing
Verbal
Blessing
Emcee session
When I touch down
Block shut down
Jeez
Chorus:
You can get ya block shut down
Block shut down
You can get ya block shut down
(Verbal manifestin when I’m blessing)
2X
Verse 2:
I’m GenStar and my rhymes are def
Just rap so fresh
‘Til I get outta breath
Now this is something
That we have to do
And this is a team
That I must introduce
5Star hard in the place to be
Lo and Me
Strategically
Blessing the beat
Methods of heat
So easily
Repping the street
BK and Frisco
This is heavenly speech
Wrecking ya sleep
Emcees
Next to me weep
Blessiiiid they be
Cemetery
Resting in peace
I am that ill
No matter how you play it
The streets speak for me
I ain’t gotta say it
Harder than the pavement
Illest on the underground
Spitting with amazement
Spending all these hundreds now
All
we
do is
SHOK em with the thunder sound
When I touch down
Block shut down
Sheesh
Chorus
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Gennessee California
Grammy Award winning
Platinum selling
songwriter/producer
10X Billboard
CEO of Noble House Music Group
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