The Genius Is Slammin' Lyrics - Genius

What I'm about to flow on is so dope 

The average hip hop fiend couldn't cope 

Or explain my style because it's hard to define 

So the fiend scratch and think and nod to the rhyme 

That I lay down in a straight narrow path 

While beats are just flowin' off a modern phonograph 

Bass loud, high hats crisp and clear 

That'll never let a weak mc interfere 

Or bring about some technical difficulties 

So I got prepared and I wrote these 

Rhymes that just broke loose from the brain 

Searching for dope beats on the same plane 

For you to write new rhymes it is a must 

But I come off with rhymes old as dust 

Even as a speck of dust it existed 

Ya got that? 

Forget it, ya missed it 

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I'm slammin' 

The genius is slammin' 

You flip me on the mic, no way 

That's me being played in april on the 1st day 

Now who's a fool? what do you strive for? 

Prime time juice on the box and fans galore 

Forget it, cause you're not hype as they want you 

With a maximum of 200 your rhymin' iq 

Is 10, meaning thin, you'll never win 

So erase that, I'm not gonna lose friend 

I know you're gassed, ya charged, and kinda stuck up 

But I define your challenge, a total fuck up 

And it's critical, a crying shame 

How many mc's challenge me, and die in vain 

But you should've came with ya whole rap 

Community, now where's your unity 

Cause what I see right now is you and i 

And you're too weak to stop me from doin' my 

Damage, you know, type of body and fender 

Nah!, not the same way I did brenda 

But you had the audacity to step to me 

Thinking you was butch cassidy and you could do me 

How can you do me when you don't know me 

And out of the hip hop styles ya couldn't show me 

One style that may have damaged me 

But that's something you'll never see 

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M.c. means mic constructor I build 

That have suckers running like what track and field 

When I conduct please don't interrupt 

With ya if's or and's or but's keep ya mouth shut 

The hip hop style that I own is highly known 

To bury mc's like a dog bury bones 

And in this field, yo, I'm extraordinary 

And in my back yard there's a cemetary 

Of meek mc's who try to speak 

And off preak technique that's soft and very weak 

Yet they still have the heart to ask me to duel 

And like mr. t, I pity the fool 

The shining chrome microphone is the device 

That makes me stand out like men amongst mice 

So respond to the stimuli then fly 

Straight to the sky on a natural high 

Cause I'm the transmitter buck wild and bitter 

Thinking about tryingme then reconsider 

Cause if it sounds tempting boy, I'll double dare you 

And speaking of your low life, I won't spare you 

Cause you're not worthy of the mercy 

Anyway the genius is just blood thirsty 

So take a lickin' as the plot thickens 

While ya head is took, ya be pumping like a chicken 

How can you ever say my style was played 

When my rhymes be chopping shit like a switchblade 

Chorus