Letra Boy genius Gnarls Barkley

Boy genius

Good evening, ladies and gentlemen
And now for our feature presentation
The boy genius

A proud mother smiles and said that he's perfect
My first grade teacher was the first to check
Big old head like I was born with a birth defect
The student counselor, swore I was worse than that
Had arguments with my imaginary friend
What kind of medication you want to sell me then
Just acting out until the director yells the end
Life's a kamikaze mission, just tell me when
I like the pictures but I ain't really learning shit
I know who I am, so I'm not concerned with it
We playing hide and go get, now who's turn is it?
I dropped out and got a job, start earning it
Thought I was clueless but the savage beast, it love music
My stream of consciousness is fluid maybe I'll pursue it
I put my all into it, proving I can actually do it
You better move it 'cause you stupid if you think I'm stupid
Now you know what they say
Ain't no testimony without the test, come on
It's no surprise that I'm the son of a preacher man
And that is why when it comes time to speak I can
And when it comes to turning the other cheek I am
A lying hypocrite, 'cause you're gonna leak, my man
Stand in the corner, count to fifty, little, crazy nigga
I'm on the short bus meaning I'll go crazy quicker
A Rorschach shock test making an amazing picture
I'm at my mother's grave wishing they would lay me with you
A girl in school once told me I was ugly
Well why the baby sitter keep touching me
Just'a grinding pretending like she fucking me
And now it actually makes sense, it's because it's me
Now I'm a somebody, ain't that nice?
My life is a one of one, can't paint that twice
Lord, I'm glad I don't look like what I've been through
'Cause it's very ironic but ain't that life
Yeah, I mean what's so strange about that?
I've seen stranger things happen
I seen a monkey ride a motorcycle
Hey, man, why don't you show him something?

Yo, now I just doodle and diagram a rhymes design
Theories of relativity like Eisenstein
So don't you worry about my mind 'cause mine is fine
Stigmata, whoever cannot see the signs is blind
They've made a monster raw materials and melancholy
And I can do everything better than everybody
When I'm talking people listen like E.F. Hutton
And I'm aging backwards like I'm Benjamin Button
I'm an occasion, I'm an equation
So if you've had problems 'cause I'm a math problem
But that is why I draw the line like long division
I write songs, but trust me I'm the wrong musician
You see, the courage is a verbiage that's simply said
Color you dead, paint the canvas in simply red
And this is all in my head, it's a process
But my therapist says I'm making progress

So the moral to the story is
Whatever don't kill you will you stronger
When somebody don't understand you
It's cool, you might be a genius