I use lyrics versatile, beat up, on any style
 Treat em like stepchilds and smile
 I grab the mic then I check one two
 Brother's look, yo what he's gonna do
 Hmm, you know I don't get too hyped
 I just fully load up the brain and cock the mic
 And blast off rhymes, within a matter of time
 I'm like a mirror of organized crime
 For slaying an MC who think that he might be
 The first brother who could come up and fight me
 Start running like you're looking for P.C.
 Protective... custody
 Cuz I'm blowing off, just for going off
 You may think I'm showing off, cuz every rhyme is flowing off
 A dope beat that is so sweet to the eardrum
 Gets the crowd prepared to hear some
 Super, high-powered lyrics, specially chosen
 The battle's a snowstorm and brothers are frozen
 Thirty-two degrees below zero
 Now who's your rhymin' hero (3X)

 The Genius, is a rap professor
 Casual dresser, you may dress fresher
 But the way I speak is so poetic
 Describe me on the mic, I'm energetic
 Even if you roll up strapped with an uzi
 Still your wack lyrics couldn't [Do Me!!]
 Yo, I'm not the type of guy
 Cuz my lyrics are high powered, meaning fly
 I'm not barn, I'm building hard
 You thought that I was weak, well let me speak
 With me being frozen this MC weather come to
 all linked together
 See I got wreck, wrapping things in check
 You got germs, worms, plus a lack of respect
 I'll be teachin, you couldn't handle
 A style like mine, I dismantle
 Just by pickin up the mic, and start showin
 I cold turn it out, and yo then
 I get super serious strong and then furious
 Give an MC something to make them curious
 on, professors, in college
 I stomp em out just with supreme knowledge
 Bustin up witches, yo I give stitches
 Super-suckin-fuckin-lickin-some-sexy-scali bitches
 I go off, and off men often
 See the December's Primateen mist coughin
 Cuz I'm the God building hard never barred
 Bringin crazy static to your attic
 Now I'm known to flip a show
 Now who's your rhyming hero (4X)

 You have some MC's who get too hyped
 From a ten word rhyme it took em hours to type
 That's not MCing, just an MC being
 weak on his words and never thinkin bout freeing
 Poitive thoughts that I let come out
 I'm The Genius of this, I know what it's about
 Cuz on the mic I'm a leader, school I am a reader
 When it comes to sex, a strong good breeder
 MC's max but every one I wax
 and collect the cash money without being taxed
 Now that I have your attention, I'd like to mention
 Don't battle me at any rap convention
 If so I'll show all who wants to know
 To detemine who's an amateur and who is a pro
 Don't mean to get ill, cuz I know how you feel
 You lack words like mines, talent and skill
 Now I'm known to flip a show
 Now who's your rhyming hero (4X