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Dive into the raw reality of "The Fall | Genesis 3," where ancient betrayal meets modern street struggle. Produced by Marc Wondah, this track unpacks the curse of false hope and the heavy cost of a single bite that changed everything. With gritty lyrics and a relentless beat, experience a modern retelling of Genesis that challenges the game of survival on the concrete jungle. Embrace the pain, hustle through the loss, and rise above.

lyrics

(Chorus)
"Snake talk, false hope, got ‘em losin’ they way,
Took a bite, lost it all, now they fight every day.
Out the garden, out the game, now they grind just to eat,
Ain’t no love in the struggle, only wolves in the street."

(Verse 1)
I seen it happen before, same play, same scheme,
Snake whisper in your ear, sellin’ you a false dream.
Told Eve, "Shorty, why you listen to the laws?
Go taste that fruit, be a boss, no more flaws."

She took a bite, passed it off like a pack flip,
Didn’t know the price, ‘til the spot got lit.
Now they eyes wide open, know the game too well,
Lost the crib, lost the plug, now they walk through hell.

God pulled up like, "Where y’all at?"
They was hidin’ in the cut, knew they couldn’t fall back.
Tried to play it off, blame shiftin’ like the block do,
Snake in the mix, but the blame on you.

(Chorus)
"Snake talk, false hope, got ‘em losin’ they way,
Took a bite, lost it all, now they fight every day.
Out the garden, out the game, now they grind just to eat,
Ain’t no love in the struggle, only wolves in the street."

(Verse 2)
Now the curse hit heavy, pain in the grind,
Ain't no more handouts, gotta hustle to shine.
Eve feel the labor, streets feel the weight,
Every move now taxed, gotta carry that fate.

Adam in the field, breakin’ bread by the sweat,
Like a youngin’ on the ave, tryna pay off the debt.
No more easy flips, gotta struggle for a plate,
And the block don’t love you, it just deal out fate.

Snake got clipped, on his belly he crawl,
Same way a snitch fall when he tell on it all.
Now the war never ends, man against beast,
Streets against kings, survival at least.

(Chorus)
"Snake talk, false hope, got ‘em losin’ they way,
Took a bite, lost it all, now they fight every day.
Out the garden, out the game, now they grind just to eat,
Ain’t no love in the struggle, only wolves in the street."

(Verse 3)
They got kicked to the curb, angels holdin’ the steel,
Like the gates of the trap house, locked up for real.
Lost the garden, lost the trust, lost the way,
Now they walk through the jungle where the wolves hunt prey.

Every L got a lesson, every move got a cost,
Every king lost his crown when he play like a boss.
Ain’t no reset, no love in the bricks,
Just a world full of pain where the strong get rich.

But the plan still movin’, He ain’t lettin’ us rot,
Had to fall to the bottom just to rise to the top.
Street tales from the past, still echo today,
Same sins, same pain, just a different display.

(Chorus – Outro)
"Snake talk, false hope, got ‘em losin’ they way,
Took a bite, lost it all, now they fight every day.
Out the garden, out the game, now they grind just to eat,
Ain’t no love in the struggle, only wolves in the street."

Genesis Chapter 3: The Fall

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