Lyrics:
patient (yeah)
Is suffering from a lack of concepts (uh-huh)
Originality (ugh)
His flow is weak (another one)
And he has no style (ugh)
What'cha got
patient (yeah)
Is suffering from a lack of concepts (uh-huh)
Originality (ugh)
His flow is weak (another one)
And he has no style (ugh)
What'cha got
Why is a scientist in a lab?
To try to destroy all meaning of this life
Ripping from our man, killing while you can
Murderer of this land
Why is a scientist in a lab?
To try to destroy all meaning of this life
Ripping from our man, killing while you can
Murderer of this land
low
Plus cooling in Barbados
Ricans be giving me much shit to touch shit
Stay cool papa, see you with enough shit
Back at the lab-a, crack's bagged
low
Plus cooling in Barbados
Ricans be giving me much shit to touch shit
Stay cool papa, see you with enough shit
Back at the lab-a, crack's bagged
Ones
Shot where his chest at, blaow (uh, one)
(We get the) ones
One it's the Meth Lab, blaow
(We not the) ones
Matter fact, scratch that
We
apart
One formula one spark
Lighting up the dark
[Verse 3]
Test tubes dancing in romance
With each glance we'd take a chance
Lab coats and happy vibes
The ship inside
That lighting just makes the lab men drool
Passing by the rockets, sockets
We don't need Lloyd
Stuck through the aliens
We only need choice
knowing the
Whole collection, that it’d play
With the song Wolves, and based
On this concept and when my
Daughter saw these wolves
I’ve never seen her so
lighting up another kicking session
Boom, blast, no gas in the tank, band lab breaking out the piggy bank
Authentic funk chopped up on the track, you put it
the darker ages
Faces on four colored walls
Silence nobody's picking up their phone calls
The concept of this is concrete
Daydreaming on the backseat
night
Turn your camera on
You don't wanna miss this
The way lighting shifts
As it reflects off the water
Below this sinking ship
I feel your fingertips
In a world where knowledge is the key
Learning's not just to see but to be
Frameworks guide like stars at night
Lighting paths making futures bright
in the lab like a scientist (Scientist)
In the lab working on a classic (Classic)
When I'm in the lab, they panic
They say he up in the lab lighting
Einstein with his theories, bending rays of light.
Oh, the war of currents and concepts, a battle of the mind,
A clash of titans, each one of a kind.
the liberal concept of
What men'll do 20 on 6, he didn't hear me
Indigenous African only spoke Zulu
My American tongue was leery
Hopped out the gas station
is comin way too whack
I'm a drop another one for ninety-five
But it's ninety-foe 4-Tay has arrived
Fresh out the lab a little dab
Hit the sucka
fight
Lighting darkness with my light
Here I stand, no lab, no land
A scholar's heart without a brand
May not have much, but I've got my touch
I'll change
Lames can't sit with us, lighting up trees you can't hit with us
Lames can't sit with us, lighting up trees you can't hit with us
Lames can't sit
I learned the concept of patience
Now I don't mind waiting
I know I'm great it's time that I display it
Don't pay no mind to those that's hating
Shy
gum
In a smokey room, ain't much lighting
Got fucking blood on my knuckles, and it's frightening
If i open up my head all these thoughts will come out
for my dad
Might get a bulldog a lab
Four whips in the driveway
Let's see what I'ma have
I want the chicken sauce and the ribs please
In the breeze
The red is for the blood we all shed fighting
The black is for the nights we fight with no lighting
The white is for the clouds from witch we came flying
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