[Chorus: GZAGenius]

Breaker, breaker, one nine, clear the line

Can you read me? Extorted your rhymes

MC's should expect the worst

But stay alert and shoot first



[GZAGenius]

This is not a test, it's difficulty

Picture closely, the ignorant mostly

Blind, deaf, dumb, your mind left numb

Lost soul who failed to hear the roll of the drum

In the bottom of your bomb shelter, still felt the

heavy blast that blew off the mask of twelve elders

The math of an elder, praise the lord

Thinking Genius, operation project England

Commander-in-chief of flight style, check the air craft

Glide like the frisbee, Digi look Disney

The check false in ones self is pure loveliness

Your break the mirror that remind you of your ugliness

So when I bust, no one is in touch

Some returning with the mic clutched like such

Fool plan but didn't execute

He had the heat is hand, but, yo, he didn't shoot

Therefore your mechanism of material better be sickly

or let your lead stread incredibly quickly

I move bravely, travelling on a horse

on a battle field surrounded by the lost

of those who plotted with the brains of animals

My high molecular structure be untangible

The name ring the bell, killable two syllable

The Wu is coming thru, the outcome is critical

To be blunt, the beef was cooked up like coke good

The rhyme first came to me in the oak woods

Up to no good, rap icon

Note the industry like the wall street junk bomb

You see the mic shown, I got your height sewn

Direct currents that move thru the mic-phone

Key contributor, well known major factor

Rhyme distributor, the drive of a tractor

Who run ya down if you don't wanna move or wanna linger



[Chorus (x2)]



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