Cold Genus - I am Genus lyrics

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Cold Genus - I am Genus lyrics

[Verse 1] I've never thought I would be brain dead, ever since I became a rapper Underground show, it's to go with the flow and I know I am only 19 but I am trying to get up a higher level Published a diss song, complaints came through My head just threw, I have a lovely sweetheart to see me through I am going into a dark tunnel, so dark that I can't see what's at the other end No light at all, I'm walking on some kind of brick floor My head is sore, so hardcore It is thumbing like a house party music, it's not a good kind of thumbing It's a pain like a drill through my brain It ain't like a sk** through my vein It's like a drill through my brain, it's sore like holy Hell It feels like it's deadly enough to k** Went through different names, same as buying video games It's a travel, a superhero like Marvel Lost my marble, it's somewhere but I can't find it Bring in sh**, like I did sh** I am going faster than daily life, pain feeling sharper than a knife Trying to be famous, to get my name out there Genus, I am a genius with a mind like a retard that ain't that kind Rewind like a time machine, something that I have never seen [Chorus] I am Genus, the mastermind I am Genus, I am Genus I am Genus, I am Genus The Genius mind, so call me Genus [Verse 2] Poppin sh** off, it's about to make me cough Poppin rhymes outta my mouth, take a trip down south I'm just as dirty as they come Man, you win some, lose some Absorbing the scenery, unbelievably clear to see They'll never be a love like me Wildin out in Candy Land, what will it take Now , early in the mornin I awake After I finish this, they won't remember him Cuz you feelin' me under inspiration whenever I'm.. Handling all, it's good and enjoyed my 2 proms Then I snatch out your arms and give to your moms Leave ya blind to the sh**, that my muthaf**ing clip spit But I'm sick and tired of you n***as talkin' sh** We need to turn the maybes into the definite yes Slip out the benj, watchin the mens, bartend asks for 10's Ain't prepared for the houses with the marble floors b**h what's the scoop, can I get in them drawers? If you ain't gettin money, n***a I'm nothin like you I'm makin just a pound and you owe me too Hey lil buddy in the orange and blue It seems that my minds playin games on me Aiyyo Pete man, let me in man It's just me and my walkman How the hell we gone go wrong Sing a lang sang, sing a lang song Sitting on my door step thinking with my head down Welcome to the hood where everything's good But I treat you too good, that's what it was Comin' to lay law, I start breakin' jaws We write the songs that make the whole world sing It really don't mean, a god damn thing Ooohh Lord, living like the hustlers A whole bunch of bad motherf**ers [Chorus] I am Genus, the mastermind I am Genus, I am Genus I am Genus, I am Genus The Genius mind, so call me Genus [Verse 3] Came to turn the motherf**in' lights out Let all like 35, never gave a f** about Even though we got away wit a whole thang of c**aine Homie we close shop, just so we open again Start up my rhymes, and now my diamonds glare I take it a notch higher, yeah Play the wall at the Gavin convention Ain't a one trick intention Coolin in the crib And you're my missing rib I put my first splinter in nail Aiyo we shoot to k** Cause sh** ain't but a bag full of f**ing tricks Thumpin like a drum kit wit wrists that slit picks People talkin but you know the streets listen Do work like the hands on clocks, I sweep competition We infinite, you finish quick A newer Tec from out da click See I like her and she see the drop We kickin' it tough we done closed up shop Uh huh, we get the more down cheap in the sector So enter my sector, the vector, fly rhyme connector My piece my chain and pinky ring, be all glistening They don't talk much and probably aren't even listening My targets are all marked kid, my sights in Get 'em girl, wanna see what you can do It's gon' be alright, n***a be about yo hustle 40 to the head down the whole f**in bottle And bring what you got Cause it's in my blood, n***a what Cause though they're breathin' these hopeless people are grievin' I'm gone, and I best believe I'm leavin' Three dreadlocks, baggy slacks, the whole nine Think about it, what sound worse? Bust off like fire nines Battle for dough, battle for shines Tryin ta keep a brother down low I don't wanna die, maybe I outta go Whoever wanna take it, bring it on then As I ascend and expand extend I seen men [Chorus] I am Genus, the mastermind I am Genus, I am Genus I am Genus, I am Genus The Genius mind, so call me Genus

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