Magic Heart Genies  (Myka 9, JtheSarge, Dj Drez)
Album: Heartifact
Year: 2008

Lyrics and Credits for:

Track 11, "The Get Off"
Produced by Implant Productions
Lyrics by J. Smith and M. Troy
Background vocals by S. Ivey
Scratches by Dj Drez
Recorded at One Wise Studios, eureka, Ca.


JtheSarge:

Well lets get down to the nitty and gritty.  Raw, raunchy and greasy.  Style sick like a used trick, avenue corner breezy.
Sniff this syphllis, armageddeon elixir when I lick her.  No folicles.  A perfect picture and figure.  Gunning with my 
Silicon Valley trigger, chatter with that South Bay swagger.  We can take it to the walls, I'll piece over these taggers.  A
well-rounded bboy amongst a bunch of no-name braggers.  They haggard and they laggers.  Drunkards staggering.  Y'all going
nowhere, all-talk-cats beware.  This is Sarge, Mr. Motivated.  Verbal procreation, success inevitable, like my morning mastu-
rbated.  I get under your skin, like a child, an agitate it.  Im proactive and the fact is Im gettng mine through the music. 
I wrap a noose to it to infuse it and got you running to the stage, like, "ohh shhhh....!

Chorus:

This be the get off, its time to let off steam.  Watch this dude get off clean on this mic tip, a tight grip, a nice kick. 
Platform for the mind trip.  Mind this.  When our paths cross, in this time, through a rhyme, or a dream.  Yo get this in 
your skull.  I don't do it for the shine, the dime or the cream.  I do it for those with clever prose and folks with ears
like ME! (2x)

Myka 9:

Work ethic, dirt septic tank, exit clean methods, mean weapons, expert skeptic, smirk perspective, earth accepted, worth the 
ceptor, turf directed epileptic search detected, first ejected, curse and hexes, jerk direction, anti-depressant sex erec-
tion.  Introspective squirts collected.  "Irks" the nurse when it hurts, preferred birth protected.  Here to preserve the set
with uni-verses yet multiple connotations is how the word connects.  For executives on occassions we show the intellect and 
use the heart for this creative major part in our new nation every movement had a threat, but we have mastered every techno-
logical project, crash Bo Bo Fets, Po Po Pets, all the people who rest in peace, we know no less than every measure of 
respect.

Chorus:

"............" (1x)


JtheSarge

You'll find me rocking a go-tee like E. Dolphy.  High off the music, the love, heart magic genies puffin' on a roach thru a 
pinch pair of fingers, sipping on the vineyards.  Writing over jazz standards to channel this vandals heart at heart in the
midst of the art.  Thanks to the starch and the St. Louis arch.  You see my Momma was a daughter of a farmer who was parched.
Working his ass from the crack of dawn til dark.  2008 homie we got it easy.  Killing time and killing a bottle of wine from
breaking my spine.  Thinking about my grind on the solo tip.  Blues lick and quick wit on the whim.  My track lighting on 
dim.  Candlelight, magazine, Chet Baker and lavendar, dope track on repeat and Im spewing out a mouthful.  Happy to be rock-
ing for you.  Introducing the new Crew, for true, its beautiful!

Chorus:

"............" (2x)