[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 n***a
Oh you still don't understand go to class n***a
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