[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 cla** 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 f**ing 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 f**ing 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