Genius - The Genius Is Slammin' Lyrics
What Im about to flow on is so dopeThe average hip hop fiend couldnt copeOr explain my style because its hard to defineSo the fiend scratch and think and nod to the rhymeThat I lay down in a straight narrow pathWhile beats are just flowin off a modern phonographBass loud, high hats crisp and clearThatll never let a weak mc interfereOr bring about some technical difficultiesSo I got prepared and I wrote theseRhymes that just broke loose from the brainSearching for dope beats on the same planeFor you to write new rhymes it is a mustBut I come off with rhymes old as dustEven as a speck of dust it existedYa got that?Forget it, ya missed itChorus:Im slamminThe genius is slamminYou flip me on the mic, no wayThats me being played in april on the 1st dayNow whos a fool? what do you strive for?Prime time juice on the box and fans galoreForget it, cause youre not hype as they want youWith a maximum of 200 your rhymin iqIs 10, meaning thin, youll never winSo erase that, Im not gonna lose friendI know youre gassed, ya charged, and kinda stuck upBut I define your challenge, a total ***** upAnd its critical, a crying shameHow many mcs challenge me, and die in vainBut you shouldve came with ya whole rapCommunity, now wheres your unityCause what I see right now is you and iAnd youre too weak to stop me from doin myDamage, you know, type of body and fenderNah!, not the same way I did brendaBut you had the audacity to step to meThinking you was butch cassidy and you could do meHow can you do me when you dont know meAnd out of the hip hop styles ya couldnt show meOne style that may have damaged meBut thats something youll never seeChorusM.c. means mic constructor I buildThat have suckers running like what track and fieldWhen I conduct please dont interruptWith ya ifs or ands or buts keep ya mouth shutThe hip hop style that I own is highly knownTo bury mcs like a dog bury bonesAnd in this field, yo, Im extraordinaryAnd in my back yard theres a cemetaryOf meek mcs who try to speakAnd off preak technique thats soft and very weakYet they still have the heart to ask me to duelAnd like mr. t, I pity the foolThe shining chrome microphone is the deviceThat makes me stand out like men amongst miceSo respond to the stimuli then flyStraight to the sky on a natural highCause Im the transmitter buck wild and bitterThinking about tryingme then reconsiderCause if it sounds tempting boy, Ill double dare youAnd speaking of your low life, I wont spare youCause youre not worthy of the mercyAnyway the genius is just blood thirstySo take a lickin as the plot thickensWhile ya head is took, ya be pumping like a chickenHow can you ever say my style was playedWhen my rhymes be chopping shit like a switchbladeChorus
