Spyder: We gather here today to remember Geno. He was a text head
Now met his death bed ~jesus I cant stop my multies~
Would anyone like to say a few words…
Where is everybody?
Consider this the last turn-of, your turn tables its flag half-mast service
Your last track worthless, I don’t fall to Geno Side my rap Mass Murder,
Syllable maniac blaze the track that’s why run, here I come
Quick flick of the wrist, lift my gun, fuck with Spy die young.
Bars just white wash, ill tarnish ya fame in an attempt to scar up my name
Only reason im dissin is to Play Geno more than the Mario Game.
Im difficult for your system like cardio strain, far from insane
Should get Charged with Battery how I give ya Bars to the brain.
You cant stand to lose, ill leave ya core splintered like sick abortions
Im a Bored stiff Winner, I topped Russian Roulette stuck in rigamortis
Lets wait folks, maybe he’ll make his text name dope… very uncommon
Jesus Geno I know you become Dead Weight why I gotta carry the coffin!
Bury and toss him, ya new song lacks, shit ya whole crew gone whack
Don’t you wish you could flew on back, and start again two songs back? Haha
Ill take this Psychopathic Prophet to the psyche ward, c’est la vie
Until in this battle spitten its just “One Left… I” like ‘TLC’!
G lets see, how long you last, though I bet my next sentence familiar
You a distracted teen driver… wait…mhm, it’s the Text Message that killed ya!!
Spyder: now that the ceremonies over would anyone like to leave anything on the tombstone?
VBV please don’t start diggin him up his body is too mangled for a Wake,
No B.Nutz you and Atone stop pissing in the flowers his one family member left.
We gotta get the fuck out.
RIP
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