Geniusis (feat. CP Fortune)

Watch me observe, occasionally I fight demons I be Rhyme scheming finding any time to meme in While you're crying, whining and tearing up I'll be adhering to the greats so what you're hearing here is clear enough I got high IQ, I might start haikus The rap smurf, not blue face and not dyed blue I'd like to, invite you, to a mic duel No spite in my youth but I'll still fight you through the booth I be skipping round the beat it be my bitch And my tip top lyrics rip apart a fleet to see the snitch My flows evoke the hose to spray the fire on my clothes Bringing it back an incredible track 'cause you'll never dispose and wanna disclose Despite hyping, since a zygote I've been type writing A slight spark, but I'll blow up to some bright lightning My fists tightening, but I'm never fighting cause I'm enlightened Cool like cryolite, you're hearing rhymes you're tryna bite but Stay humble, you can never not be criticised Don't act surprised when you shrink to a critter's size No thinking, see sinking and cease to be alive Of the seven deadly sins don't ever be pride Err, hello? Is this mic on? Now you gon' watch how I rap I'm a python Everybody say they ride or die it's six flags but As soon as I snap they gon' be waving up the white one It's cp I be the god among humans It's proven all you rappers' just students Flow like blood in the lumen Ruin every rapper watch them fall off like the apple on Newton Got dark thoughts so I close in and nullify With a couple years I'll come out like a butterfly Diss me then my fists are a lullaby Can't see talent? imma gauge out your other eye I seem happy but I'm losing my mind Never needed any help f*ck a lifeline Don't underestimate I'm getting off the sideline Won't need a rollie to tell me that it's my time Every spitter running out of time in my vicinity I got the power to rap until infinity Twist reality with mind blowing wordplay You fuckers in your endgame this is my first day I'm nuts no macadamia your cranium at night Go bowling with it, and get a strike Take clozaril before it is a horror film Shred your head 'Cause we don't know where you be headed These trash rappers with the beats are like a forced marriage They cause famine, miscarriage and a coarse larynx Stay off course, I'll source your location, in a dawdle And force you to scrawl a divorce passage Eat more carrots to see through all the bullshit The game's full of it, painting all the dull hits In the Hall of Fame, if you follow hollow names You're the culprit! This yellow fellow's the Apollo to the game Cause a fast heart attack like an Atheroma Flaunt a mask, run up fast, and attack a groper After hope that I'll be noticed like a graphic poster No photoshop, so I guess I'm not the fashion nova It's our first track now you gon' rehearse that Chris's first verse will blow you back into a hearse Murder on the track, leave you needing a nurse F*ck the rap game, when we're gone, we're leaving a curse