| Genius: A person of great and original creative ability
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| Of extreme talent and superior intellect
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| This is Genius
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| Chip on my
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| Shoulder, I can’t hold it in much longer
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| Words are gettin' stronger
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| I’m gettin' closer to you, you’re closer to me
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| So knock the chip off and we’ll see
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| Now I got a chip on my
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| Shoulder, might as well be a boulder
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| I’m holdin' it with four molar holders and I got a holy roller motives
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| Take a bite off my, right off my plate, then I’m leavin' this evening
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| A piece of my reading, it’s the meat with no seasoning
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| You can’t even it out with a steam roller, I steam over ya
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| Free throw as sick in style as Ebola, he colder than a mouth full of Ricola
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| Bacardi on the rocks and Pepsi Cola
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| Maybe you be that one youngster when you’re a wee older
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| Chip on your shoulder when you know you’re an elite soldier
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| Believe me, but believe, wanna see me on
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| When I hit TV, better leave me on
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| Spit telekinesis far as it reaches
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| People can see I’m a beast at this
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| Hit the repeat and the heat don’t be leavin' this
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| Got a chip on my shoulder and bet you’ll be leavin' it
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| Shoulder, I can’t hold it in much longer
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| Words are gettin' stronger
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| I’m gettin' closer to you, you’re closer to me
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| So knock the chip off and we’ll see
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| Ay ay! |
| There’s a chip there (too)
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| Gotta pair you two
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| While I dare you
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| What I say to you might scare you
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| The rap’s apostle possibly pop you
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| Wrassling hip-hop with a bird’s-eye view
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| When I had on a mask since I was about two
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| So (they're all gonna laugh) at me, not you
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| Lyrically I’m the atrium
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| Look eye, when ya facin' them
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| Never mind cause you hatin' them
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| 40 said, «If you do your due diligence
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| You could be killin' 'em
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| Stacks you could pill up their feelin' ya»
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| Krizz a piston in all of the cylinders
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| Even if we get crumbs for runs
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| The stadiums is still fillin' up
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| We killin' up anybody runnin' up
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| And head on the snake and black flyin' mammal so nigga, what?
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| Go on dig 'em up, your favorite rappers and start feelin' 'em again
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| Kali’ll kill 'em again
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| Shoulder, I can’t hold it in much longer
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| Words are gettin' stronger
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| I’m gettin' closer to you, you’re closer to me
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| So knock the chip off and we’ll see |