GENwhy?FLOW ft. HARV3:16 Lyrics

There ain't nothin' sacred bout this life, I'm sorry bro

Sorry hoe

Caught up in the matrix, tell em adios

Vamonos

Falling stars be causing cosmic overflow

An overload

Cruisin' rainbow, layin' low, in a go kart like Mario

Super slick, super steez, afterglow

Lush like Luna Li, microdosin' on the patio

I'm swingin' and swayin' slow

Socks high like a real Chicano, I'm Italian though

Swervin' like it's Tokyo

Aye

Go Speed Racer, high speed chaser

Life in the fast lane, Ricky Bobby stackin' paper

Mr. Rager, bringin' 88 back, gold and a pager

Throwbacks on my soundtrack

Started with a backpack and CDs from the record store

Doom and Dilla, Alchemist, Hieroglyphs plus a couple more

Student of the underground, dabblin' in conscious rap

Grew up in a stuck up town that's bumpin' trap and mumble crap

But I'd be a hypocrite not to admit that some of that shit got me inspired

Just a reminder, I'ma do what I damn desire

Ain't nothin' stoppin' me, can't define what you don't see

Tropic thunder in the summer, rollin' feel like RVD

H-A-R-V-E-Y, 1-2-10 say goodbye

Angel with a filthy soul, black and white, I'm your guy

Get your keister out my sight, hurt your feelings out of spite

Life's a gamble, roll the dice, flip the script but check it twice

Blowin' smoke to survive, earth is gray from sky high

Holographics in my sight, no need for percs or dirty Sprite

I visualize life through vivid eyes, half the time my paradigm be shiftin' in all directions, it seems I can't pick a side

Lord, you got me in a pickle, I'm just wonderin' why

Cause misery keeps chasin' me, no room for complacency

Back and forth, I lounge with ease, like the pendulum I swing

Stand my ground and talk my shit, walk like Paul E Dangerously

I'm the whole fuckin' show

Poker face, feelin' bad to the bone

Royal flush, get fucked, took a royal dump on the throne of the queen

Eat shit, what, sweet dreams, is it ever really what it seems

Bring rage like a vaccine, fuck you, get cucked in the backseat

They got me thinkin' I'm an alien, they're probably right

I don't come out until the sun's down, bitch, I'm wild for the night

Fuck it, today I'm outside, I hold it down for Gen Y

'81 through '96, I promise numbers don't lie

Don't wanna hear it, it's in my spirit to push the limits through the ceilings

I'm fizzy liftin'

Got Wonkavision, elevation, I'm slanted sideways

Sleep deprivation, I won't make it, no explanation to my strange logic, start a mosh pit, or do not start shit

No time for nonsense, I'm a martian, proceed with caution

Don't need a squadron, walkin' profit, I'm in the cockpit of the Falcon, I'm takin' over, homie, fuck your Rover and your Tesla, I'm not impressed, suck it

Rollin' round like, fuck it, we are not the same, you buggin'

Got the Louisville, I'm sluggin'

Knock you loose and I feel no pain

Land of the hardcore, comin' out to play, I can do this Gen Y flow all day

Peace to the warrior, mark of the blade

I'm out