Lyrics:
shit blow
Put me in a laboratory, I'mma cook, that's how shit go
Fendi, Prada, Enny, inter-quantum physics
Alien that never heard about the bitches
Religious intervention
Problems remain
Land of anger
I didn't ask to be born
Sadness, sorrow
Everything so alone
Laboratory sickness
Infects
Land of anger
I didn't ask to be born
Sadness, sorrow
Everything so alone
Laboratory sickness
Infects humanity
No hope for cure
Die by
Land Of Anger
I Didn't Ask To Be Born
Sadness, Sorrow
Everything So Alone
Laboratory Sickness
Infects Humanity
No Hope For Cure
Die By
laboratory sheen
Red 3 and Yellow 5, stored in Polyethylene
They made the goods to bring us the best
It's a slow demise through abundance
Invited in with
Land of anger
I didn't ask to be born
Sadness, sorrow
Everything so alone
Laboratory sickness
Infects humanity
No hope for cure
Die by technology
We're not in your studio, Simp, we're in my laboratory
Yeahhhhh
I need you to focus
Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
I need you to pull yourself
spend each day
Behind these bars I'm drowning in dismay
Under a Lilly pad of disarray
Dear Francine I write this letter to you
From cell block 39
a bully, attacking all your body parts tryna kill the cells fully
Serial killer cancer death category, government playing games the cure in a laboratory
No
They found James Ambrose dead in his cell,
A gaping gash in his arm had drained him down to hell.
No one knew for sure if Ambrose was his name.
Counterfeit hypocrite
Runs them all, runs them all
Seething ill 'cause they will
Counting coins, counting stem cells
Wiretap turbidity
Human laboratory
this anger
Gloria is pretty X2
Can’t recognize her hands looking like dead lillies
Her body is made of cell
The cell is her body
Ahahahah X2
Forgets
laboratory
To produce a new race of machines
Humanity to you, what does it mean?
The rule of enslavement is forming
Evil is in its peak, evil is calling
This city became like a maze
Like laboratory rats
People limit their territory
What are you ready to do for a piece of cheese?
We walk under high
numb
You ain't, got a clue, where the Gods, come from
I sold my-self to exist and then I flittle
With millions of sperm cells and I found the eggggg
own sound
We had to assemble our own influences, and we did just that
Scientists have laboratories
Craftsmen, they have tool sheds
My chamber was
numb
You ain't, got a clue, where the Gods, come from
I sold my-self to exist and then I flittle
With millions of sperm cells and I found the eggggg
Did I mention it's genocide
When your skin isn't lilly white
Planting methamphetamemes
In the back pocket of your denim jeans
In the paddy wagon at 17
more jail cells
[Chorus 2X: Soulja Slim]
Is dat gun smoke I smell?
What's dat? niggas lying dead on bullets & shells
Is my city really livin' hell?
Do I
Gotta thank God that I ain't sittin' in a cell block
Music, the right aid kinda like Thrifty
Steppin' the right way when ice get's slippery
Can't catch
you out to space
My castle Labyrinth
Vanishes
As soon as you enter it
Air ventilation
Letting out some mescaline
Enter the dark laboratory
Where you can
thinking bout Me
I wanna Be your Bedtime Story
You can tell your Friends about It
You gone have them thinking bout Me
Welcome to my Laboratory
A place
existence
As a laboratory
Animal. He had it all
Pictured in his head
That soon he'd be dead
And forgotten; as uncommon
As he was for a subject
He could never
the reverend
You a led zeppelin
High way to hell
Rocking these bars like they a cell
Make a investment my boy
I'm just being frank, but this ain't no ocean
You
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