Lyrics:
and awamori
My room is a music lab like a laboratory
I just have this urge to tell my life story
Click on Studio One, then turn my music on
I don't make beats;
Laboratory
Emcees got rough vision - astigmatism
Ain't need a paternity test to know who fuckin' with him
I'm off that congeniality bullshit
I'ma say what
Take my hand
Don't let me in
The lights are blurred in the laboratory
I sense that you wont be back till morning
Lay me in
And say your prayers
I'll lay
baby lets dream chase
I used to think this wasnt right now I cant imaging not havin you by my side
Through everyday and every night I find myself tryin
seeming hopeless
I want answers to this story of tragedy and confusion
Please I beg of you
Make it stop
In my final vision in a laboratory
I see My Lady
eye has never seen shit
I'm at it like a scientist
My middle name Sheldon
I'm the Big Bang has my Theory
Turned my whole life into a laboratory
These
In the laboratory's gentle glow where minds ignite
The inventor dreams of sparks in the depths of the night
From the filament's glow to the shadows
We starve-look at one another
Short of breath
Walking proudly in our winter coats
Wearing smells from laboratories
Facing a dying nation
We starve, look at one another short of breath
Walking proudly in our winter coats
Wearing smells from laboratories
Facing a dying nation
We starve, look at one another short of breath
Walking proudly in our winter coats
Wearing smells from laboratories
Facing a dying nation
I need a piece of that cake
I need me a slice of that life
Imaging life is good when I dream at night
Seeing us together when I look at the clouds
We starve, look at one another short of breath,
Walking proudly in our winter coats,
Wearing smells from laboratories,
Facing a dying nation
We starve, look at one another short of breath
Walking proudly in our winter coats
Wearing smells from laboratories
Facing a dying nation
four
Hey! What are you doing? What's goin' on?
Woody: Sorry.)
Synthesizer rock ruled Jessica's feet
As a slave to that ubiquitous beat
Visions
the labratory, here's why your small rhyme bore me
Store bought rap ain't shit, my category
Is that of an insane who strike back (what?)
I draw first blood,
We starve, look at one another short of breath
Walking proudly in our winter coats
Wearing smells from laboratories
Facing a dying nation
We starve, look at one another short of breath
Walking proudly in our winter coats
Wearing smells from laboratories
Facing a dying nation
rap science
Up in the laboratory, here's why your small rhyme bore me
Store bought rap ain't shit, my category
is that of an insane who strike
nobody tell you what can or cannot be
I am me
You are him
You are her
We are them
Can you see my mind and vision for peace and positivity
My logic is
Futuristics, Renovation, Thought structuring
Patterning, In installments, Of verbal imaging
Disinfecting, Sound bacteria, Of foolish
Dotage, Government, Dialect,
to apprehending, then it comes.
Calm ushers in under heavy sedation as you turn to a heel with a calf
Missing what's lens obscured imaging the throne with two -
This shit beyond me
This the vision of the future way I would live
Leave on wealth for my kids and they kid
Real estate can make you rich
Invest into
a vision, the person I am
Imaging the plot to the story I have
Hoping that I'm special, protagonist man
But my plans they don't seem to stay
Never find
sick of filing scripts and
Sick of being misinterpreted with these scriptures
Scripting all these pictures I'm picking apart my visions
My visionaries
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