The Genius
Words From The Genius
Phony As You Wanna Be
[The Genius a.k.a. Genius/GZA]
When I hold a mic in my hand it's devotion
Then I begin flowin in a smooth steady motion
Cause I'm contended to know that I invented
Poetry which has been highly complimented
Plus how I rhyme is what I feel on stage
From a fraction of a thought I can write a whole page
I'll just pull a notebook from off the shelf
Like Salt-N-Pepa I express myself
To make most of you know me, but some of you don't
But when it comes to cold challengin, I bet none of you won't
Arrange a battle, improve your style
Against a brother with a totally different profile
Most of you flake cold front ya flex
Hesitate on rhymes that should've been Memorex
But you forgot I remember you're an amateur
History worshipper, now I prefer
That I remind you or tease you on who's the boss
You suffer amnesia, that's memory loss
Well get this just as quiet as it's kept
MCs on the chart from the start has slept
Let's shake them, wake them, they should be woke
For what? They take MCin for a practical joke
You don't have what it takes to be an MC
You're just as phony as you wanna be
You present yourself to be the quiet storm
You're a sneaky little snake in a devilish form
As they say yo, to each its own
To each one who plays with the microphone
Abbreviate microphone, M-I-C
Meaning what, Myself, I, see that's me
I invite those to battle me and then they're through
Bust it, I'm not prejudiced you're invited too
The rap convention or the MC show
I have rhymes to block those who hit below
The belt, that means bitin a rhyme
Yes, I'll wax you and tax you and plus save time
Now who is known to uphold his own
And words are heard like a strong baritone
Freestyle techniques that's wild and bold
That'll smile in your face and still come so cold
That I'll freeze you to the point of non-defrost
Now you're trapped in the land of the lost
Should I, could I, would I lose
When it's a selfish sore loser like you I choose
To roll your big eyes and suck your buck teeth
Cause you're upset that you ever caused beef
Yo homeboy, I never meant to tease
But it's a slaughter, can someone help him please
Feelin uncomfortable, then loosen your belt
Once The Genius get heated up the suckers will melt
Then after you melt you start drippin like water
Then you can say this was a God damn slaughter
You don't have what it takes to be an MC
You're just phony as you wanna be
Ain't no rhymes like the one I've got
They put competitors in a trance y'all
Radio stations ran em a lot
They made children play and dance y'all
How dare you mention you're an MC
When the crowd disagree on who you claim to be
Cause your battle piece is the rhymes you release
And that only makes the crowds boos increase
Hey, may I say I'll stay a DJ
MC who try to defeat me or portray
One who claims he gain much respect
But in a battle, straight up and down you're gettin wrecked
Cause gettin with me is definitely a slaughter
Or divin in a pool head first without water
So don't set yourself up to get brutalized
That only happens when you're not energized
But I'm so damn energized, I'm energetic
I can wreck a microphone til it's pathetic
Okay, got it in your head, is it correct
That I'm victorious on any subect
You disbelieve, then huh, call the title
Then after one rhyme you'll be callin me your idol
As soon as I begin to let off a rap it's like zap
Another one on my jock strap
Now you walk around praisin my name
Cause I'm slammin and I make you feel the pain
You don't have what it takes to be an MC
You're just phony as you wanna be
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