Lyrics:
when)
When are they gonna open up the door?
I'm goin' (yes I'm) goin', I'm a-goin' to the
Goin' to the (hard) ware I'm goin', really goin'
scientist in that laboratory
Motherfuck what a critic got to say
I'ma be heard
What up DZYNE? I ain't forgot nigga
You developed me, telling me I was hot
now you're cashing in
It's all precision in laboratory's open
Well you know how to scar you know how
You know how to scar you know how
Well i know you
Walked on the beach and met Jane n Marie
Feeling like Dexter
Ooh without the Dee Dee
All in my laboratory
Load up the tools, I'm blabbing these stories
We are born of the elements
Made of earth, no more no less
Twist a knob, look for evidence
A walking talking laboratory test
No more no less
I'm grippin' the wood, I got money to burn
I got a three way freak and she ready to earn
I make her open it up, I make her give me some more
I got
to keep me alive
I was designed
In the laboratory of love
Customized
To provide you
Maximum pleasure
Maximum pleasure
For an unlimited time
But there's
killed the Panthers
Put us in a cage got us living like hamsters
Put us in the dark but I got me a lantern
Open up my third eye, then I illuminate
stay aware cause I'm in another time frame[00:26.67]Don't get your head broke[00:27.94]It's Ware County so beware of the death notes[00:30.67]That are
and intent
Was to open up pathways connecting
The past the future and the present
And to see if life exists on other planets
If we unlocked a multiverse,
Our
Put me in a situation and you know I'll
Overcome it
I made this on a mountain top
Topping off laboratory chemicals
This is not no Dexters lab this is
OPEN OUR DOOR
I WISH WE ARE GOING DOWN
I THINK WE ARE GOING DOWN
BY SLOW DOWN
I WISH WE WARE GOING DOWN
I THINK WE WARE GOING DOWN
BY SLOW SOWN
WE
seen that nigga earlier know what I'm sayin')
Nah fuck that, go, go open the window real quick son
Open that fuckin window
(You gonna take him from
We starve-look at one another
Short of breath
Walking proudly in our winter coats
Wearing smells from laboratories
Facing a dying nation
Open your lawn chair
On the way to Ware
On the edge of some
Smack dab in the middle of no
They've got a Big Y
Don't you want to go?
No, I couldn't pass
Yo I seen that nigga earlier knahmsayin?)
Nah fuck that go go open the window real quick Son
Open that fuckin window
(You gonna take him from
of sheep while y'all sleep
I be up, cooking up, all day
Like a mad scientist, in the laboratory
Motherfuck what a critic gotta say
Ima be heard
I love this
looks so good
You're no longer chained down, eyes open and lifeless
My secret deviant world, laboratory of pain
Physical and mental horrors, killed
that nigga earlier knahmsayin?)
Nah fuck that, go, go open the window real quick Son
Open that fuckin window
(You gonna take him from the window nigga?)
that it seems she has absorbed
from the lights of the laboratory
she was surely born in
Blue Raspberry
Her eyes burn white as styrofoam, right into me
Scorpion’s Bites.
Open face of a perfumed widow,
Sensual touch of acquiescence,
Remembrance of carnal passion,
Treasuring Art of J.M.W. Turner.
through the Bible as you sit there on hold
But you're your own boss you can do as you please
Open a window and let in a breeze
You sit down to dinner,
of me, you can cry and wish
It's no denying this, science says
He says I was born in Africa, but he's a lying bitch
I was born in the laboratory, my
mothafuckin' McGregor (Yeah)
Inside the whips come red like ketchurp (Yeah)
Count this money up with glasses like a mixer (Yeah)
Codeine laboratory like I'm
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