BSGenius by CRYM Lyrics

Quote from the song “BSGenius” by CRYM

Stick your nose in that baggie and take a smell of the purple
BSG on my back just like the shell of a turtle
Speak your piece and keep the L in a circle
White Urkel no Jaleel ya'll hella commercial for real

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Credits, Cast & Crew of Song “BSGenius”

• Produced: Harris Cole
• Release Date: November 25, 2013

Perfect Lyrics of the Song “BSGenius” Released in 2013

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[Hook: CRYM]

Stick your nose in that baggie and take a smell of the purple
BSG on my back just like the shell of a turtle
Speak your piece and keep the L in a circle
White Urkel no Jaleel ya'll hella commercial for real

[Verse 1: CRYM]

95, transcribe freestyles from my ultrasounds
Finally made good with all the old hoes that I'm over now
Entire congregation bidding on my foreskin
I'm that important, I make it rain like Mortons
In the city of fresh frozen Francophones
Brought the shoulder pads for my girl to put her ankles on
Ambition higher than the tops of them buildings
I'll make you ditch your supplier like a Botwin I'm pitching
That smell of milk when expired on an impossible mission
To be the spliff in the fire and still survive the ignition
We was unstoppable children, only be better adults
Serving chumps in punchlines like the head of a cult
I chuck the deuce but I'm a hypocrite 'cause really I'm belligerent
A lyricist who's bitter with the distribution riches get
Carribean cruise, leaving bruises on a rental pedal
I think about some shit and can't help but get sentimental
Front and center soldier, now explain your empty holster
(Burp) I must have lost it after like seven molsons
The squad go straight for jewelry the young Chicagoan
Is foolishly penning eulogies out to cause a mutiny
Stupid green stacks, envious cats is reflections
Flexing, and I ain't even hit the gym in about a second
An apprentice with a template, hardly started from the benthic
Candy ass bars, you are no Eminem, prick
Get off my erect dick, and check the dialectic
Epinephrine off the charts start something I'mma end it
(Hook)

[Verse 2: CRYM]

My girl gorgeous, arrangement from the florist
Hooked her with a verse and had her singing like the chorus
Too short to get shorted hop your ass in that Taurus
Title taker at a tender age of seventeen like Boris Becker
Mustache like a Mexican in third grade
Burn jays, murk Jakes with the wordplay
Keep the multitool on me for the worst case
Fornicate on first dates, she take the pole, survey
I love life, living the furthest thing from a thug's life
You look like you just got mugged twice, one mic
Dr. Miller didn't really ball out but his son might
This a perfect example of something wrong that's done just right
Hoes is snakes, I keep em in the barn like hoes and rakes
Your screensaver probably J. Cole blowing Drake
Catch me out in copenahgen faded with a poker face
Pondering this bountiful fortune that I'm supposed to make
Play the ukelele with my tongue, lick a blunt
Chill with all the silly stuff I isn't finished killin em
The music moving through me I'm a vessel
Crushing competition like a mortar and a pestle
Level after level getting better than I ever was in prior times
Between my ears sits an inspired mind, getcha own
And while you're at it cop my album on the internet
This what I like to call verbal acetaminophen
The proceeds ain't even for me, homies
CR for the children but the mentality Bodie
You know about me you don't know me
(Hook)