[Intro:]

Oh yeah, this is Cold Genus

A genius at work, duck when I talk, bullets shooting right out

If you want a credit, I'll give you a shout, representing the 223

The Glasgow rap scene, yo, yo

[Verse 1:]

Ayo, my mind is up in tha sky, like I killed myself with Meth

Predict my own death, run miles with a load of piles breakin' tiles and flying ahead to planets, a mission that people have planned it with tablets, pills to be high, strawberry fields and hills

A brainiac in fact son, you mainly lack attraction like a chain reaction with a problem at is impossible solve

I'm sometimes horny as Satan, I might put myself on Hot or Not for a rating

I'm blue like Eiffel, not the tower but the 65 group and Cartoons that got killed by the Witch Doctor

I'm like a sexual demon, shoot semen in tha sky

Drain hole, in the bar playing snooker and pool

Laughing at a diry joke that ain't funny, like a bunny swimming water

Bikini girls in water, being wet makes them so much hotter

Solving a code combination

I'm starting at the bus station, my teeth sharper than razors

Blades and razor thin scissors

My lamination of narration

Writing a verse that is a little based on Basic Instincts interrogation

I'm facing tha window, later cooking dinner for my hoe

Next week, she'll be getting a cheese roll

[Chorus:]

Onto the rap game, an everlasting game

It'll last the same, the neverending

Days to be spending when vibin'

Driving, ahead into the game that'll never be dead

Onto tha rap game, it'll never be dead

[Verse 2:]

Busting a rhyme, by the time I finish

I may die a legand, golden coffin

Soon I might be, if I don't stop coughing

I never let down, slip down tha hill when dressed like a clown

My words are so lethal

It'll kill you in a second after we beef yo

I put down a gat after I use on myself but survive it

Battle a mother fuckin' rapper and tell him that he was born a crapper

Slapper to his homies, they can't go with these flows

When i rap about cheese, Jesus, I think it's about time

To rap a million, maybe more than a trillion

I liked it when Jesus was crucified

I bet then he lied, said he was killed without his permission

This ain't a bible dissin', bible disses are good

But this one may get more rude, ha

I wish that I could read your mind

Delete your memories through telekinesis

Having diseased faeces, facing faces and winning races

Onto tha rap scene, onto tha rap game

[Chorus:]

Onto the rap game, an everlasting game

It'll last the same, the neverending

Days to be spending when vibin'

Driving, ahead into the game that'll never be dead

Onto tha rap game, it'll never be dead

[Verse 3:]

Girls like my way, I do it every single day

Some hoes wanna say that I look too gay

Fuck them hoes, they can bitch all they like

Their in risk of a bitch slap, getting dissed in a bitch rap

Slammin' Cena and Rock, pennies in my pocket

My mind, I can't solve it with some maths questions

Dissings on a rap like shit, there's things I'm missing

Used to put up a fuss, might smoke weed in a bus

Room smellin' like green, not money but drugs to smoke

Hoppin' out to cook some lunch but seen flowers in a bunch

Found out it's for a friend, he also brought me a new trend

My raps don't offend, maybe it does

Flowin' a verse, rap for tha whole universe

Savin' cash, some people are just a pain in tha ass

Slammed on tha gas, broke a pencil

From the middle in my college class

I'll pass, my mind is a bit retarded, it's been like that

Since my life started, not to mention that I'm also cold hearted

Onto tha rap game, the rap scene

[Chorus:]

Onto the rap game, an everlasting game

It'll last the same, the neverending

Days to be spending when vibin'

Driving, ahead into the game that'll never be dead

Onto tha rap game, it'll never be dead

Onto the rap game, onto the rap game