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-Sittin in my lab, gonna lose it any minute
-Sittin in my lab, da potions brewin in it
-Sittin in my lab, im goin insane
-These walls closin it, im losin my brain
(Verse 1)
-Spittin fire like the ghost rider, lyrical guns for hire
-Couple years spittin, never plan to retire
-Killin any beat, if music is the court im kobe bryant
-And the streams of red beams light up my attire
-When da feds move in, got the beat still bumpin
-The agents become fans, and then start jumpin
-Comin up in this game fast, like no ones keepin score in
-What seems to gleam, my color changin trophy
-Right now i got bronze, someday from silver to gold
-And when my peak is reached ill bring da planitum home
-Originality is fossilized, I found da bone
-Unlike others artists, I come in more than 1 tone
-Like the copier at work, im spittin out lyrics
-How else am i supposed to tell you niggas how im livin?
-The ozone might collapse but imma always be rappin
-All that glitters aint gold, but im authentic 30 karat *yea*
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(Verse 2)
-Sittin in my lab, wonderin and contemplatin
-Why would anyone listen to da words im sayin
-Cuz of the thirst for hip-hop, wont let these kids be forsaken
-Feds watchin me like immortal tech in da makin
-Givin light and truth to da streets like Yale in New Haven
-Gotta watch my back, any of my friends could try to stake it
-When they're caught by my soldiers, the excuses are taken
-For some reason they think that i am hitler in da makin
-My entire purpous, is I am tryin to save us
-A leader to my people, like king david
-Heroic robin hood except bein gangsta
-Or a prophet like muhammed, maybe even nostrad(ay)mous
-I know the road ahead could be very dangerous
-I try to ascertain, the roots that ive come from
-The end is comin fast, not sure of the outcome
-Remember im the king with the x, just like malcom
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(Verse 3)
-Did i mention im insane? In my brain I got flames
-Slowly eatin away at what used to be sane
-Im losin it slowly, like water and a drain
-So im tryin to bottle up what little i can save
-Subliminol messages, listen to da lyrics
-Meditate on em, theres another side and you should hear it
-But since they're illegal, you never heard me mention
-Aint hittin da pin, anal rape is what im fearin
-Puttin work into da streets, where da mixes are hard
-Like basshunter said, this is all i ever want
-A bag full of guns and a pocket of cash
-Mad scientist, is that too much to ask?
-(Mad Scientist) I just cant imagine, how it could be
-To some haters out there, i aint supposed to be happy
-Is it because im a rebel, In the land of the free?
-Nope, its becuz i spit sicker than a std. Yea