Super Lyrxo Actual Proof (Ft. Add-2, Brittany Street, Kendrick Lamar, The Kid Daytona, Laws, Naledge & Skewby)

[Intro: Cutlass Reid]
It was kinda genius
It is kinda genius, well, by the way (It's super genius)
Uh
Uh, uh

[Verse 1: Cutlass Reid]
Intelligent thug, half of the time, I'm Nasir Jones
Cooking live at the barbecue when I reveal poems
From the composition, destroy the competition
Never on the wire, but look, Joe, here's the proposition
I pray for you fools every day like a faithful Christian (Amen)
Sunk my soul in white wood, the whole eighth, I'm twistin'
Cutlass, jet black, '78 edition
I'm a genius, straight A's when I ride the rhythm
Cut the pie more than twice and I'ma get a slice
Don't act like I ain't the truth, word to Proof, let's go get 'em, Ninth
Uh, uh, let's go get 'em, Ninth
Middle East represent, let's go get 'em, Ninth

[Verse 2: Skewby]
I'm sad 'cause my generation got the blindest eyes
Niggas rappin' 'bout drugs like it's savin' lives
Investin' time into these hoes like potential wives
If that's the mother of your son, boy, don't be surprised
Didn't think that karma was real
Them condoms flushed down your toilet resurrected as a beautiful kid
Got you workin' double time to leave that cubicle shit
Make up your mind, holy design or Lucifer's tits?
Yeah, I know, life's complicated
Open the bottle just to see it's all concentrated
Pulp fiction, I would never pump fiction just to leave pots pissed in
Spittin' at the camera like Pac before prison, huh
You know the losers say it happens to the best of us
The best of who, dog? Who are you, dog?
I'm U-turnin' in the clouds because of me
Been loggin' off since that guy on YouTube is me
Usually, I would like attention
But strangers get stranger with every, "Can I get a picture?"
I'm tryna tell folks blog posts don't make you richer
But thank you for supportin' all the genius in a nigga, for real