Geeloo

Intro:

Uhh
Haha Filth, Filth! Bitch.
Inf Gang wahhhhh.
Stu Bangas. Waddup!
Listen. Yeaaaa!

Hook:

Yall niggas watered down/
I spit fire in the air, bring hell on Earth, the 4 elements I got um down/
And I'm the Fifth Ellie, you betta get ready/
Its finna get messy. This shit will get/

Yall niggas watered down/
I spit fire in the air, bring hell on Earth, the 4 elements I got um down/
And I'm the Fifth Ellie, you betta get ready/
Its finna get messy. This shit will get deadly/

Verse1

They call me Geeloo, the Supreme Bein/
Speakin the Devine language, yall R&B singin/
A beacon of hope in a chamber to keep secret/
Only unlocked wit a key givin to a priest in Egypt/

Twiztid created me from DNA that they found/
Ma niggas reconstructed me then I had to break out/
And landed on top of a Taxi cab on the way down/
Then car jacked the driver wit a mothafuckin tray pound/

I'm the Filth Element of Hip Hop/
And Hip Hop needs me, because all that other shit soft/

Hook:

Yall niggas watered down/
I spit fire in the air, bring hell on Earth, the 4 elements I got um down/
And I'm the Fifth Ellie, you betta get ready/
Its finna get messy. This shit will get/

Yall niggas watered down/
I spit fire in the air, bring hell on Earth, the 4 elements I got um down/
And I'm the Fifth Ellie, you betta get ready/
Its finna get messy. This shit will get deadly/

Verse2:

The game needs balance, cuz its truly flawed/
Too many fruity frauds, dressed up as Ruby Rhod/
You see a rapper change his style, now you changin yours/
Shape shiftin ass niggas, yall the fuckin Mangalores/

Ma Mondoshawans rollin some sticky stuff/
Cherry got us chokin like Zorg when we get a puff/
Get the pump, lift it up/
Put a arm to a niggas stomach (what?) he had the element stones in his gut/

Yall divas, these is raw heaters/
G is part genius, Richmonds dark secret/

Hook:

Yall niggas watered down/
I spit fire in the air, bring hell on Earth, the 4 elements I got um down/
And I'm the Fifth Ellie, you betta get ready/
Its finna get messy. This shit will get/

Yall niggas watered down/
I spit fire in the air, bring hell on Earth, the 4 elements I got um down/
And I'm the Fifth Ellie, you betta get ready/
Its finna get messy. This shit will get deadly/

Verse3:

You only get 1 chance to make G-Mo Skee mad/
Then I'm on yo ass, you dont get a multipass/
I will put yo fuckin head in a bowling bag/
Take it out and roll it pass the trap ya homies at/

It make um crabs in a bucket when they cant be you/
Them hatin ass niggas comin, they the Great Evil/
But when I write on the pages, I use the light of creation/
To destroy any rival I'm facin/ look

Ma Rich City infantry folks surroundin me/
10 deep though, finna D-Bo the galaxy/

Hook:

Yall niggas watered down/
I spit fire in the air, bring hell on Earth, the 4 elements I got um down/
And I'm the Fifth Ellie, you betta get ready/
Its finna get messy. This shit will get/

Yall niggas watered down/
I spit fire in the air, bring hell on Earth, the 4 elements I got um down/
And I'm the Fifth Ellie, you betta get ready/
Its finna get messy. This shit will get deadly/