Übersetzung: Fine Science. Universal Wissenschaftler.
Übersetzung: Fine Science. All Around The Hood.
Übersetzung: Fine Science. Twixist.
Energy of an eagle. I see no evil and I hear no lie! Niggas don't wanna see me fly higher than a rocket ship. Life is not rocket science. Every day is
don't drive jag 50 get nine shot 3-star gi nine stab DNA test inna di science lab Bwoy disrespect Mi get mi guns fi do a fine job Tell dem (wah mi do)
we are talking about, nothing else [Verse 1: Fes Roc] Shots bust in (nothing else), cops rush in, on niggaz hustlin You know the science of money is
Ay yo, movin' on these niggas like they old soul, bro You know how we go, we go shift 'em out like perrico Fine, proteges off top connectin' like a buildin
bullwhip It's not persuaded with your hands on your hips Not the company of gunslingers The epicenter love is the pendulum swinger She is she is she is It's fine
uh-huh) ha, yeah yeah Yeah, eh-heh, alright (mmm, uh, uhhh) Good morning light my fire baby woo; woo, woo! Ohhh-oh-ohhhh, girl you make me feel fine (
t let up" Blackstar to Cali Agents, these cats are amazing Most rappers are foul and flagrant [Planet Asia] I keep rhymes on floss, retardedly smart Wit fine
in the dune, sign our rune, in june on the moon, staying blue noon... this science sculpture in our birds culture, round our fine result jah, boot-up-
and green sign Peekin' at no matter who's eyein' Readin' he'd be leavin the baddest dude lyin' In a puddle of some sort of fabulous new science (new science
the jackdaw ringing in your ears Watch me out of my gates Ill advised, unprepared No one gave a shit When nobody cared Another wasted talent But that?s just fine
: as you see, science once again robs us of our jobs they've put a micro-chip in my place, I hide behind screen of aggression nowadays it's just a
just to be waiting to live my life I say... It?s so much better each time. I feel like I could die. Oh, I feel like everything?s fine, lord. It only
you liberate your mind Let your colour fill the sky Shane: All the world's a waiting room And we're standing in line For the answers to the question "What makes this fine
not rocket science Every day is documented, all of my time is occupied I'm gon' grind and I'm gon' shine, ballin' 'til the end of time Hate on me and it's all fine
