Words from a Genius (Prince Rakeem Remix)

[Sample]

It is now time for a superstar. Not only is he a superstar. But i do feel that he is a Genius

[Talking]

One-two, one-two, check, one-two. The Genius in a place to be

[Verse 1]

I make the mic pump my mic makes the party jump

And poison beats make hip-hoppers stomp

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 facing the truth in the square

Biters 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 healed 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

[Hook]

Of the Genius

Words from a Genius

[Verse 2]

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 monkey 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 response 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 permitted to break down a poem

I'm like knotty hair ripping 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 feeling ill troop

You being stuck in the ice cream and didn't know the scoop

[Hook]

Of the Genius

Words from a Genius