dick in den medien sein aber den gefallen tu ich keinem, tut mir leid ich hab keine zeit um mein fame zu teilen es sei denn du bist gesigned bei meinem label
, move give me room Holdin up your saloon, clean sweep, like a broom Full moons make me howl like a wolf outta breath Sold only new vocal cords I heard Genius
This is your new thing now Naked as a rose Everything exposed But not quite This is your new thing now Cards out on the table A genius with no label But
Its all another phase turning the page in the book of growing up She's has seen a lot of sex He tried to hide his resentment But their wasn't nothing thing left for them to label
your heart the media labeled the grunge, but I just labeled it art. I feel we are in the same boat from what I see or where I stand they try to label
Fuck it, he turned snake so my nigga cash stole his copilot Who used to drive like sacks of blow on this remote Area, we label dead man's island Two hundred
[genius] Mic trippin, from rock skipping Off the local brooks, not knowing Heavy weight, throwin vocal hooks Ryming off apache, the rza scratch thee Records
[DJ Green Lantern] This is an invasion, an occupation Immortal Technique, the evil genius DJ Green Lantern And you're now in the state of guerilla warfare
like gay niggaz, in butt I'm black wit Indian, my race should be mutt I cut with razor blades, play spades with Aunt Venus Evaluate this rap, take heed a fuckin' genius
keep em' thinkin its a fuckin gimic when it ain't Clinically insane, brain is on venus fuck uranus label me a genius if you ever seen us you would say
clue I even asked my best friend but he could not explain It hit me when I left him I felt the rain and called it genius Called it genius All those
Intro: (bum ba ba bum) (Midwest action) uh, yo uh, ello'! yeah mhm, mhm dr. genius,hey Verse 1: I be high, when i split a dutch and fill it up I be high
you need a crazy large arena that might stretch from west Philadelphia to east Medina If I'm able, I'd put it on pay-per-view through my label And give
to love me Comin' up like bakin' muffins Your label ain't makin nothin My cake mix is statements Shorty check my ingredients Hey the formula ain't basic, you can tell I'm a genius
lack the training to go the distance But I'll rhyme, to the fullest length And this is just a fraction of the strength Chorus: of the Genius Words from a Genius
daunting Wu-Tang dance deadly emits six pence Spiral rifle, barrel pointed, elastic noose Plastic head wrapped stifle, survival Tribal, title secret rival ?Archual? subliminal message throwin Bitch niggas holdin on labels