A "G" Could Be a Genius

It's like rhyme in & rhyme out
Once you in, you can't come out
The only time you are out is when you up in Heaven
People giving you shoutouts coz you tried to shut the Devil
Every time you be on the Mic you said wassup my Rebels
Sentenced to rapping, provoking Judge to bang that gavel
A part of Gang that handles, problems with words like Vandals
A bunch of Bandits with bandanas & peace sign banners
Lacking those manners, we Outlawz, we out on Da Streetz
Government planning to ban us, we can say fuck you too, can't us
Dre said it is a G thang, for me it is a P thang
Now we may look alike but MC's don't say kill 'em all
They say free 'em all, then spit a rhyme & still call it a G thang
Crimes they do are pre-planned, rhymes we do are street slang
Change in the society, this phrase we keep repeating
Now same look & same hunger, same is our outfit
Fighter state of mind, both types of people go out with
Organize rhymes, throw up artistical signs
Admitting multiple times, tried to move paralyzed minds
A G could be a Genius or could be a Gangsta
I chose to pick a Mic, I'm a G y'all probably can't stop
They selling their souls & we selling our art
We loyal to the game, only thing that is common in our cause

A G could be a Genius, a G could be a Gangsta
Kon Psychedelic



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Writer(s): Akash Chaturvedi
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