we can make a run for it we've got this down to a science baby don't be afraid, be very afraid we've got this down to a science baby we don't make mistakes
can make a run for it we've got this down to a science baby don't be afraid, be very afraid we've got this down to a science baby we don't make mistakes
paragraph it ain't hard, see I studied the life-science for years in this, doin songs with my indigineous peers n shit, hit you with the omnipotent gland
fast as an F15 Raise the heat, light thhe gasoline Overload, it might cause a blackout Dead end There's no chnce to back out Hit the tripwire Duck from
to get up again If we're a drop in the bucket With just enough science to keep from saying fuck it Until the last drop of sun burns its sweet light Plenty
and a hawk sits My acoustics hit the planets like a poolstick I bruze ships and cruize lands used by Stan Kubrick It's all science Ignorant minds form an alliance Hit
ya weak spot like karate Illuminati/FBI's couldn't watch me You won't survive with a Versace or when the gunshot hit ya body I'm on some next shit, it
yo who the fuck is that? [KP] It's over, run! It's over, run! [KP] It's over! It's over! [people screaming] [Killah Priest] All science addicts religious
But the light of day was on them, They could see the thrashers coming And the water shone like diamonds in the dew. And I was just getting up, hit the
state of mind is purple Light it up, light it up light it up, uhh Light it up.. light it up, light it up, uhh Uhh.. uhh, uhh, light it, light it, uhh
on my wall My lifestyle's like the Forbes Magazine Closets, full of rockets and submachines Take this nigga out the projects, and his thug team Yo we cruise past street lights
style Verse One: RZA Lyrical shots from the glock bust bullet holes on the chops, I want the number one spot With the science, of a giant New York defiant
big bookings How we leave shows shooken up from Fresno to Brooklyn New York City cost of livin, type high We type fly, roll a white guy Light it up like
: (feat. Jelly Roll) [Xzibit] Wassup? We need to talk Let me light my backport (lights up) (exhales) That's why we need to sit down And talk about the
Hit 'Em with a "one" (Zion, Hit 'Em with a "one, two") Go on and count me in, now "one, two, three" (Universal how we pen the styles) (Amp, Hit 'Em
Everybody pulsing like a strobe light (light) Like a strobe light Like, like, like a strobe light Like a strobe light Like Like Like a strobe light Like a strobe light
nigga desperado rhyme well bravo Freestyle felon oops upside your fucking melon Breaking fool on they ass just like George did to Helen I got the world yelling Hit
