Genius - Words From A Genius Lyrics
Intro:One two one two check one twoThe genius in the place to beVerse one:I make the mic pump my mic makes the party jumpAnd poison beats make hip-hoppers stumpTheir feet kinda wild, to give off sparksBut i'll still light it up when the place is pitch darkNow that you witnessed me this get this correct, rap wreckWhen i'm speaking it's the god projectingFacts into brains of those unawareNow you're afacing the truth in the squareBitties like biting, then yo you should chew thisYour man wants to beef, then we can do thisThen when it's time for you to face the godI'll be giving you the whole nine yardsWith lyrics that breaks the laws of gravitySo sweet to biters it gives them cavitiesAnd can't be healer from the strongest toothpasteSo keep biting to see how the truth tasteYou need guidance and self-assistanceCause you lack the training to go the distanceBut i'll rhyme, to the fullest lengthAnd this is just a fraction of the strengthChorus:Of the geniusWords from a geniusVerse two:I'll never sweat an mc then say i wanna be himCause he makes a hit records and flips a coliseumI learn to lead myself, not be a followerI'm not a biter, stupid rhyme swallowerI created something funky fresh funky newBrothers started playing money see and monkey doShould i explain hip-hop, okay i love itSimple definition but ya still don't know the half of itAll i need is a mic, a beat, then i'll step freeAnd flip like i'm bugging off bacardi and pepsiDancers on stage like alvin aileyWhile i'm deep into the roots like alex haleyYou wanna try me, and be worn and tornStep forward, i'll get on and start to bornA pumpin self explanator rapMake a sucker mc like you clapYour hands, while you clap the sound's intactYou react like an infant respons to similacOr then again, could have been enfamilBut for your information the rhyme is realMc's wonder what's hip-hop thunderTell you the truth it's just one nation underA groove, getting down for the funk of itLike fred sanford in the business for the junk of itWhen i'm premitted to break down a poemI'm like knotty hair rippin out teeth from a combOne by one so who you calling your troops onYa couldn't even bust a grape, with spike boots onBiters are crooks and try to steal the stageI read em like books, flip em and turn the pageI'm the genius, you're living in deep fearGo home and write and come try me next yearWith stacks of rhymes or you'll be feelin ill troopYou being stuck in the ice cream and didn't know the scoopChorus (2x)Verse three:Some say the genius, has a style of his ownAnd his hands are like vise-grips holdin a microphoneFlowin smooth, with rhymes that are roughBecause i can't get enoughSo i practice not what i preach but what i teachIn which the critics say is improper speechBut it's proper, only to those who understandWhy i walk on stage with a mic in my handAs brothers look on, label me as a psychoJust because i'll jump on stage and grab a micro-phoneFrom a so-called said to be mcWho admires me with jealousy and envyMy rhymes are delivered with style and potentialWords are flowin smoothly in a sequentialOrder, revealin hidden tape recordsStuffed inside pockets and those i'll slaughterBut i don't get upset, when you bite and stealI go home and write some illStacks of poetry, page after pageImagining the scen-ery onstageI catch flash-backs of the seminarAs i crush the dreams of a wannabe starSelf-explanatory words are shiftedIn a unbitten style cause i'm giftedAnd talented, with the lyrical abilityBound to ***** up a hip-hop facilityDamaging mc's who dare to enterThe center, then challenge the inventorOf an impartial rhymin statusFollowed a relevant apparatusThe way i come off on the mic is attractiveI can make a quadriplegic hyperactiveWith lyrics of friction causing mics to sparkMy style couldn't be bitten by a sharkMc's don't understand the way i be bombin emRoll up and ask me what's the phenomenonFirst of all homeboy when i'm battlinI'm like a doctor shootin deadly insulinInto mc's like that of a syringeAnd dare you to seek for revengeChorus (2x)_
