Lyrics:
paladin
Still I'm fit for the challenges
My skill is splitting your thalamus
My lungs bigger than a labrador's
And everybody else biting my lab report
Cuz
wanderin' up and down that old periodic table
I got lab reports to write up, ooh I got molecules to build
But my bonds they all been broken and my orbitals
now
Is it too late for lab reports?
Was it in the stars?
A Capricorn trapped in war
I'm Loki scared of that thunder
That's classic Thor
Nothing fucks
a plate, 'cause you brothers is fake
Make me something to taste I haven't had before
Bad galore your raps enforce
As the track records we could get a lab
go way up lab report Looking @ green Torn More LEAN Fighting against prices keep moving i only want pieces of paper cause it's what's gone Blue Z I
the day I die, I ain't switchin' sides
Lab reports and x-rays came back still can't find no bitch inside
Tryna make it to the home plate, even if a nigga
your last four tracks
Let's smash the facts
Where's that bag you snatched
(what bag? dont ask bout that)
Ain't no back to back
The lab reports the score
brighter
So fight the anesthesia, spite the man that leaves ya
Like the sad disease you contracted while sitting boring and bored
Come back from the lab
George: I thought you'd never ask. A Dragonet.
3:05 pm. I was riding back into the courtyard to make my report to
the lab. Then it happened. It was
George: I thought you'd never ask. A Dragonet.
3:05 pm. I was riding back into the courtyard to make my report to
the lab. Then it happened. It was
and swing their caps back
See lab bomb autopsy report, terrorist type of 'tack
The lifeline intertwined with true belief got distorted
Caught it late
yeah it's a epicure
I tell him what to order, always tell him what I need it for
I run down on the lab fore I even gotta get report.
A2RBs , ACEs
Burnt buildings, brothers building
Save the children, investigative reports!
Calling all cars, calling all cars! Ghetto
Psychos, armed and dangerous,
six-pack
Uh, wish that I could start it back
Wanna kill the game like it's my dad and I'm a heart attack
Sixteen but I do this on my own. I'm in the lab
ways when distracted bad
Now I'm in the lab everyday
So me and JP boutta break off the leash like a beast who been seeing the steak
I brag a lot, forgive
I'm in the lab everyday
So me and JP boutta break off the leash like a beast who been seeing the steak
I brag a lot, forgive me I brag a lot
Talk about
test tube
I was the man in the hazmat as well as the standard lab rat
But I'm so thankful for the God of Sir Isaac Newton
The God who grabs us as we
Weather report: I don't know how it is outside but in the Meth Lab, sure is cloudy
Aye aye huh
Aye aye aye
The dope and the water the remedy
The dope and the water the remedy
Huh
My niggas just lab like in chemistry
Aye
Ya
a verse? Alright
I have the tools
Writing? Check! Rhyming? Check! Flowing?
Check! Dissing? Check!
Lab coat: On! Your style? Missing! (hey)
You got candy
shower
Can't let my faith sour
Punch the clock get off get the bag
Get in the lab push pen to the pad
After I punch the clock
Punch the clock
Why do I
Everybody take a swig
Pennies into dime, pantomime
I can't afford
Rhymes I can't abhor
Thought I said for sure
Status report, in the villey with
flex early
Got to beat the rush and report it all to the hive mind
Weathermen and such, motherfucks, try to malign mine
Let's digress now, kings,
And by five o'clock everything's dead
And every third car is a cab
And ignorant people sleep in their beds
Like the doped white mice in the college lab
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