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Throwback Classic Vol. 2

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1.
This Is (featuring Cozmo, DJ Lex) 02:23
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This is the power of a hippie kid I been woke since my first breath I hit more shots than Griffey did This is for more life and less death This is Lennon and Marley This is light at the end of the story This is me rolling down 5th ave At 18 years old with weed in a bag I had stacks of cash on me Riding with an army Thought they couldn’t harm me But careful of the ones that you trust they the first ones that bust And leave you to rust This is that throwback classic To an era of hip hop and crack addicts Man Brooklyn was mainey then I had to play to win I couldn’t stay with friends So I bounced out to Cali Picked up the mic And GenStar was born I started my own label Birthed the Noble House After L put me on linked with Coz a little after I was making moves with big rappers Cait La came along We got signed to a deal hit Hollywood strong All my dreams were coming true All the fiends were running through Buying up beats I was still on the streets Still gunning with the same crew This is all cold facts This is for Cat and Jax This album’s dedicated to the culture This is way bigger than rap
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Mr. Heartbreak 04:07
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“Mr. Heartbreak” Verse 1: I thought I told you a thousand times I only love beats and rhymes I’m a B-Boy rocking And you’ll never get my heart In your pocket You can’t do it like rap do it All you listen to is trap music It’s like you’ll never understand me I could give a fuck about a Grammy It’s hip hop And I be in lab skateboard with the flip flops You looking for cats in Gucci shoes All up in the club Popping bottles with a big knot And that ain’t me I know you wanna say peace Audi in the A3 Cause I’m at the protest With my fist up like a Panther I’m just tryna stay free All my people in the fight tho I’m a bless em with the tight flow I be giving em a light show Why you walking on a tightrope But don’t be mad shorty I still got love for ya more like a sister I told you from the get go You will get heartbroken When you mess with Mister Verse 2: I tried to be honest with you But you ain’t tryna hear that Every time I push you away You just wait one day Then you always tryna get back You love to get ya heart broken That’s when I start smoking And you start tripping oh man Roller coaster Here we go again It’s all love ma You could do you All night on the club ma I ain’t really bugging off that I’m up all night getting Rugged with my raps yup It’s a lifestyle You know my style I ride for the culture Don’t wanna insult ya But you like a vulture And you know I’m Mr...
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Cre8tive Control 04:00
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“Creative Control” Verse 1: You couldn’t figure out Gen If you caught me asleep Wrapped me in sheets Brought me across the seas And observed me for weeks I’m a still blurt out the speech Murder the beats Fuck that you heard of my peeps We murder emcees Word on the street Gennessee’s disturbing the peace Servin em heat Listen up it’s urgent you peep He’s turning white Cherokee’s Into burgundy Jeep’s Selling CD’s in Germany 30 a piece Emergency beeps For swishies alway burning the trees I heard he’s complete This kid got the words and beats When they run up in the club Son they dirty and deep And yo they even got the Thugs with em Working the street But yo the best thing about him Is he’s earning his keep And been spitting since the days Of the permanent crease We them cool mothafuckas That’ll smoke some weed And we burn emcees Like 3rd degrees rip the mic
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Four Promises 03:33
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“Four Promises” Verse 1: I been rapping for too many hours I spilt the seconds My blessings turn to power My lyrical weapons Been tested on cowards I devour any emcee Give em a shower Let it rain when I spit I will maintain In a battle hold my own With the main names I be putting cats in churches Go to war with anybody Put me in a Versuz But don’t forget to bring The Priest and the body bags Read em they last rights Molly tabs Couldn’t save you I probably do a copy cat Serial killer Leave you blue Like Bobby Bland Gen’s raising the bar up I write my rhymes where the planets and the stars are I don’t want 16 Gotta let me charge up After I spit 100 bars They be star struck I got plaques in 4 continents I’m bombing it The Noble my conglomerate Cats better file a grievance Cuz I don’t give agreements Son this is the 4 promises Chorus: I promise I will never tell a lie I solemnly swear Hand to the sky I promise that I’m always down to ride I’ll be spitting fire Till the day that I die I promise You will never see Gennessee I promise I will always be an emcee Blow the mic up when I’m bombing it ( ) This is the Four Promises Verse 2: I dead em all With the hella raw metaphors Set it off Welcome all To the desert storm I’m telling y’all You better off never born Mega strong on a song I’m the predator Set the bomb Clever form Leave ya melon gone Head severed off Before you leave the record store This is 4 promises This is war acknowledge it This is Rae purple tape Nastradamus shit I touch the pen and I black out Tracking out vocals I’m a shoot my last rounds When I make beats I’m a cash cow Black clouds couldn’t track down My last style switch it up Every two albums Phototherapy had em singing By the thousands Throwback Classic Had em spitting like a dragon With the written he be dripping like a fountain Who’s the best on the westside I will abide and provide Lyrical homicide It will never be anonymous Don Lo told me Bring the four promises Chorus
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Roses 03:55
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“Roses” Verse 1: Ok ok What’s going on Who is this kid Doing all these songs On James Digger's beats Like he signed to Aftermath (Hold up a sec I think Gen is on Aftermath) I ain’t got no time to answer that No false rumor’s Or no battle raps I just put my gloves on Just like OG Step to the mic And I twist they cap back Backpackers Get put in they backpack Thug rappers get caught by the rapture From my hip hop Cuz it’s hard to capture The things that I say Son I’m an the Master master Yeah cmon man I know who I’m is One of the best damn rappers That ever did live Too many years I knocked out the posers I think it’s only right that y’all give me my roses Verse 2: Hold up Wait a minute Let me tell you about my plate Hate for minute I’m so deep in this rap shit I was in the lab with Pun When he did The packin the Mac In the back of the Ack skit Rap so graphic RNS leaving kids the trash it’s The General GenStar You probably seen me On records with DITC Masta Ace, Mac Dre Big Bern, Killa Tay And the list goes on and on Who else you know got over 2000 songs With Chino XL Pacino and L Think about all the units I moved through retail Overseas, hand to hand And wholesale I lost track at 200 mil Oh well
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Deadly Night in Brooklyn 03:17
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“Deadly Night in Brooklyn” Verse 1: Pardon Paulie I am truly sorry couldn’t stay in BK I had an army After my head They wanted me full of lead Taped me up beat down left me dead 5 0’s were investigating Interrogating Had me in the box thought I’d never make it Out the trap I was slinging packs Started running my mouth Now Look at where I’m at Rule #2 Speak only when spoken to learned my lesson Count my blessings smoked a few Bounced out to Cali had to change my view Before I landed on the cover Of The Daily News I remember me and Pops playing stickball He would teach all about life And it’s pitfalls Gotta avoid Rikers and Central Booking every day leads to a deadly night in Brooklyn Verse 2: It’s been ill This shit’ll give you chills I hope your doing good for your self Dear Wil never forgot you twin on the real Even though it’s been 25 years since we built We were brothers Shooting buckets Gotta go Aunt Bethie’s cooking chicken cutlets Remember we would smoke And be outtie Whip all cloudy On the way to link with Albe Prime had us on time In the Firebird Grind the work I was balling No time for jerks I’d be lying if I said we wasn’t the flyest Himrod and Myrtle had the fire herb And I even tripping off them 5 stacks I ain’t gotta live with that I already made it back Brah I can’t wait to taste ya cooking I don’t wanna see another deadly night in Brooklyn
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Don't Forget About Hip-hop (featuring Viva) 02:46
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“Don't Forget About Hip-hop” Verse 1: I been bringing John Blaze Since back in the days Cats write lyrics I spit razor blades Laser play Getting paid in a major way E-40 Too Short the Bay paved the way Selling CD’s Right out the Ack Legend Peep game Ima give a math lesson I would get a thousand units 3 stacks 10 bucks a pop I was making 7 back Take that money flip it fast Turn it into wax Give out to the DJ’s We on the map Now we bumping in the clubs On the radio More sales coming in This is crazy yo 5000 Cassettes next on the order 20 grand in the hand International orders It’s a slaughter Don’t forget ya ascap Publishing checks coming in We touching mad cash Chorus: We were selling wax CDs mix tapes Making hella stacks Digging in the crates Climbing to the top Rhyming on the spot If you on the block don’t forget about Hip-Hop Hip-Hop If you on the block Don’t forget about Hip-Hop If you on the block Don’t forget about Hip-Hop Verse 2: Me and Coz were making that green People always say what the hell does that mean I was selling beats on the MPC 2000 XL gave 100 for free Now everybody on the streets Getting charged a fee started out at five hundred Moved to the thow wow’s Left my mark on the game Really put my sound down Got money stacks Taller than Lil Bow Wow Y’all better bow down Double Life rocked And 5Star Locked em in bars With a mic drop I traded beats for zips But now I might not Cuz I got One job I am Cyclops Little lost emcees Y’all boring me Walking right off the stage Ya oughta be Mac Dre copped my beats Act accordingly Chilling in my lab he was literally Applauding me Chorus: *****UNRECORDED 3RD VERSE: You can count the numbers Big Bern would pull up He was starting to ball Mac Dre pick 10 beats bought em all My cash was in shoe boxes I was coming up Everything was pure profit Cuz I would make heat Outta thin air Sample old records I’m telling you it wasn’t fair I spent it on my loved ones Made sure we were straight I blessed everyone No doubt It’s that Noble hospitality If you talking history You don’t wanna battle me... We were selling wax CDs mix tapes Making hella stacks Digging in the crates Climbing to the top Rhyming on the spot If you on the block don’t forget about Hip-Hop Hip-Hop If you on the block Don’t forget about Hip-Hop If you on the block Don’t forget about Hip-Hop
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Nursery Rhymes (featuring DJ Lex) 03:45
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“Nursery Rhymes” Verse 1: Old Mother Hubbard Lived for her shoes Had so many kicks She didn’t know what to do You can see her on Confessions of Sneaker Addicts 40 pairs of Air Force 1’s in the attic Plus she had a habit Like Little Boy Blue spent all his money for school Sniffing glue He had beef with Red Riding Hood They were from rival gangs in the hood Yeah I knew a shawty there Named Cinderella She loved gangstas Crooks and Goodfellas Had 3 sisters Chips and no brother couldn’t go out Cuz of her wicked stepmother So I had to quit her Split and scram now I’m holding hands With Alice In Wonderful Take a little trip Step back in time I’ma break it down for you In a nursery rhyme Verse 2: Let me take you back To a faraway land Where I knew this little cat Named Peter Pan He had beef with Hook So he put him on the hit list Called up the hit man The Grinch That Stole Christmas And he had a cousin By the name of the Biggs Who use to run around With the Three Little Pigs Plus he ran a store With The Seven Dwarfs Who knew Snow White She was so tight Let me tell you something To help you solve the puzzle It’s starts with a couple Jack & Rapunzel Jack had dough And was down with the street talk Rapunzel was out Just to get him for his beanstalk So it went down He got caught in the fire And she got lost in the thorns and barbed wire All y’all know how the story goes Tell a lie your nose grows Like Pinocchio’s Verse 3: I knew this cat Mr. Sprat he was fat Used to to roll around A black Cadillac Plus he had a wife But she was mad skinny Cuz she was hooked on the crank Without the Jenny Had a homie Winnie friends called her Pooh She ain’t have no job Or nothing else to do So she gave in to a man of course And was getting pimped By Santa Clause One day she got bodied in the lobby Got set up by her girl Holly Hobbie Holly had to meet with Millie In the Honda To do a drug deal With Chuck and Willie Wonka But Millie was a snitch And working for the man Porky Pig came threw ‘em in the can Yo take a little trip Step back in time I’ma break it down for you In a nursery rhyme
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Never Forget 02:59
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“Never Forget” Verse 1: Yo I remember bombing on the train Rhyming in the rain Standing on the corner Gold plate with name Fila suit Lotto’s with the patches Lo with the Guess jeans ill Starter jackets We was laughing Blunt passing doing backspins Had the black books Put ya tag in Block parties Fly whips with the hot Barbies We would fight army’s Keep the mic on me I was rolling through the night calmly Crackheads on the block looking like zombies Young killas posted in the lobby with the Tommy Push ya buttons like Atari This is all my visions When I’m reminiscing Puerto Rican chicks thick With the bamboo earrings We was wilding on the set You can bet that there ain’t no regrets I’ll never forget yup Chorus: Man you know I’ma always rep the set One Love to all my vets I’ll never forget GenStar represent Ain’t no time for regrets I’ll never forget Verse 2: I had the black British Knights Satin BVD’s Tale lord jeans We were rapping in the streets Thugs on the creep With the Mac in the Jeep In them big tall buildings Hear clapping while you sleep It’s the summer out in NY Duck low cuuuuuz you gone see the lead fly You don’t wanna get lost Out in Bed Stuy Better hold your respect Keep your head high In the fire hydrant Playing on the corners I ain’t tryna skuff Fuck up my Diadora’s Wish I could go back Sipping quarter waters On the train to the City We were breaking borders It was all simple then And a lot harder Writing graffiti on the walls With a Pilot marker Or we would make our own From erasers Hit the Colombian spot Get some arepas Chorus
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Hands of Time (featuring L*Roneous) 03:48
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“The Hands Of Time” Verse 1: It’s was the summer of 1993 I was just 18 running the streets Do the math ya boy’s an OG Fly kid with the Polo Everybody know me Selling nickel bags right out the back door Of my classroom Till I made the pack gone I would never be alone We were young We were strong Me, Charlie, Dee, and Tone RNS we were blessed like a family But everyday dealing with insanity It ain’t easy for a kid in The Brook Bottled up with pain Tryna just live by the book caught up in the game At the crossroads Time to be a man Or become lost souls At the club we had the City mad Hit Franklin Ave first grab a 50 bag Home Bass and The Octagon Strapped up Papo always has the rockets on We uptown Club 2 G Next day in Queens Beefing with Mobb Deep Man our story’s so historic In our own way We all had to pay for it The thing is We just didn’t know the plan But I wouldn’t change a thing Cuz it made me who I am Chorus: If I could go back and press rewind Step my game up And switch the design I wouldn’t change much Nope Bottom line Ain’t no escaping the hands of time Verse 2: It was the winter of 2003 I’m out The Bay Selling hundreds of beats fasheez I adjusted to the Cali life Turned my focus to music Finally I could sleep at night I was on and in charge of my squad The Noble House We were the microphone Gods And our songs were so hard We dropped album after album Even hitting the charts But I was getting so tired of rapping a thousand songs In my mind I was platinum And I ain’t have to be a rapper I was behind the scenes a little after Starting writing a little R&B Then I hopped into Pop Man who is he? What the fuck you doing Gen In my eyes you were the dopest emcee In this short life I have to grow Conquer one plateau Then I’m on the go The thing is I just didn’t know the plan But I wouldn’t change a thing Cuz it made me who I am Chorus

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released January 7, 2023

Executive Produced by Gennessee
Featuring Cozmo, Genevieve Goings, L*Roneous, DJ Lex

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