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Текст (слова) песни: Genius - Words From A Genius

* slight variation between the original and the re-release in song title

Intro:

One two one two check one two
The Genius in the place to be

Verse One:

I make the mic pump my mic makes the party jump
And poison beats make hip-hoppers stump
their feet kinda wild, to give off sparks
But I`ll still light it up when the place is pitch dark
Now that you witnessed me this get this correct, rap wreck
when I`m speaking it`s the God projecting
facts into brains of those unaware
Now you`re afacing the truth in the square
Bitties like biting, then yo you should chew this
Your man wants to beef, then we can do this
Then when it`s time for you to face the God
I`ll be giving you the whole nine yards
With lyrics that breaks the laws of gravity
So sweet to biters it gives them cavities
And can`t be healer from the strongest toothpaste
So keep biting to see how the truth taste
You need guidance and self-assistance
Cause you lack the training to go the distance
But I`ll rhyme, to the fullest length
And this is just a fraction of the strength

Chorus:

of the Genius
Words from a Genius

Verse Two:

I`ll never sweat an MC then say I wanna be him
Cause he makes a hit records and flips a coliseum
I learn to lead myself, not be a follower
I`m not a biter, stupid rhyme swallower
I created something funky fresh funky new
Brothers started playing money see and monkey do
Should I explain hip-hop, okay I love it
Simple definition but ya still don`t know the half of it
All I need is a mic, a beat, then I`ll step free
And flip like I`m bugging off Bacardi and Pepsi
Dancers on stage like Alvin Ailey
While I`m deep into the roots like Alex Haley
You wanna try me, and be worn and torn
Step forward, I`ll get on and start to born
A pumpin self explanator rap
Make a sucker MC like you clap
your hands, while you clap the sound`s intact
You react like an infant respons to Similac
Or then again, could have been Enfamil
But for your information the rhyme is real
MC`s wonder what`s hip-hop thunder
Tell you the truth it`s just One Nation Under
A Groove, getting down for the funk of it
Like Fred Sanford in the business for the junk of it
When I`m premitted to break down a poem
I`m like knotty hair rippin out teeth from a comb
One by one so who you calling your troops on
Ya couldn`t even bust a grape, with spike boots on
Biters are crooks and try to steal the stage
I read em like books, flip em and turn the page
I`m The Genius, you`re living in deep fear
Go home and write and come try me next year
With stacks of rhymes or you`ll be feelin ill troop
You being stuck in the ice cream and didn`t know the scoop

Chorus (2X)

Verse Three:

Some say The Genius, has a style of his own
And his hands are like Vise-Grips holdin a microphone
Flowin smooth, with rhymes that are rough
Because I can`t get enough
So I practice not what I preach but what I teach
In which the critics say is improper speech
But it`s proper, only to those who understand
Why I walk on stage with a mic in my hand
As brothers look on, label me as a psycho
Just because I`ll jump on stage and grab a micro-phone
From a so-called said to be MC
Who admires me with jealousy and envy
My rhymes are delivered with style and potential
Words are flowin smoothly in a sequential
Order, revealin hidden tape records
Stuffed inside pockets and those I`ll slaughter
But I don`t get upset, when you bite and steal
I go home and write some ill
Stacks of poetry, page after page
Imagining the scen-ery onstage
I catch flash-backs of the seminar
As I crush the dreams of a wannabe star
Self-explanatory words are shifted
In a unbitten style cause I`m gifted
and talented, with the lyrical ability
Bound to fuck up a hip-hop facility
Damaging MC`s who dare to enter
The center, then challenge the inventor
Of an impartial rhymin status
Followed a relevant apparatus
The way I come off on the mic is attractive
I can make a quadriplegic hyperactive
With lyrics of friction causing mics to spark
My style couldn`t be bitten by a shark
MC`s don`t understand the way I be bombin em
Roll up and ask me what`s the phenomenon
First of all homeboy when I`m battlin
I`m like a doctor shootin deadly insulin
Into MC`s like that of a syringe
And dare you to seek for revenge

Chorus (2X)_

 

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