I am Genus by Cold 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 skill 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 kill
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 shit, like I did shit
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 shit 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 shit, that my muthafucking clip spit
But I'm sick and tired of you niggas talkin' shit
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
Bitch what's the scoop, can I get in them drawers?
If you ain't gettin money, nigga 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 motherfuckers
[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 motherfuckin' lights out
Let all like 35, never gave a fuck about
Even though we got away wit a whole thang of cocaine
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 kill
Cause shit ain't but a bag full of fucking 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, nigga be about yo hustle
40 to the head down the whole fuckin bottle
And bring what you got
Cause it's in my blood, nigga 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
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 skill 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 kill
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 shit, like I did shit
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 shit 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 shit, that my muthafucking clip spit
But I'm sick and tired of you niggas talkin' shit
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
Bitch what's the scoop, can I get in them drawers?
If you ain't gettin money, nigga 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 motherfuckers
[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 motherfuckin' lights out
Let all like 35, never gave a fuck about
Even though we got away wit a whole thang of cocaine
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 kill
Cause shit ain't but a bag full of fucking 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, nigga be about yo hustle
40 to the head down the whole fuckin bottle
And bring what you got
Cause it's in my blood, nigga 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