[Verse 1: Epidemic]

I am the genesis, the prototype

A nemesis to the game, a poltergeist

Bi-polar, rocking polarized lenses

Barely sober dodging fraudulent friendships

I guess the truth'll set you free, huh

You heard what Brutus did to Caesar

Even with the proof to the believers

Look what Judas did to Caesar

I got no reason to hide

Outside my +radius+ these haters want a piece of the +pi+

So do the math nigga

Oh you still don't understand go to class nigga

The professor dawg I'm hard to impress

I'm giving lectures you just copy the test

Every semester my lyrics on the projector

And these freshman cave under pressure

I guess I'm fresh-er

Allow me to refresh your amnesia

I been doing this before Wikipedia

Recording my cds inside a closet

Leaky faucet, trying to read a fucking paper with wrinkles across it

Couldn't write a hook to save my life

And that's ironic...because music saved my life

It's kind of beautiful, therapeutically musical

But the booth is my cubicle, clocking out is inexcusable

To be truthful though I could use a raise

Cause I ain't made a fucking dollar to this day

Sometimes I wonder what I do it for

Then I remember what I'm shooting for

Allergic to mediocrity

Vaccinated from hatred and animosity

Unaffected by jealousy and hypocrisy

Manifested my destiny like a prophecy

The Mayans and Nostradamus

Lyrics in hieroglyphics on a sarcophagus

See I was born to bring you closure

Welcome to the Third Exposure

[Novaking]

When I look around

All I see is nonbelievers

Take a look around

This is all you need, is to start believing

[x2]

The wait is over[x3]

Third Exposure