Lyrics:
The science, the science
I went down to the Javits Center
And they shot me up with the Pfizer, Moderna, I got the-
I went down to the Javits Center
And they
Science class with the facts
I’m still in first, I’m flabbergast
In the bank's my habitat
I get to a bag and dash
How are you coming up last
When I took
a left at what's going to be the new sports center, and keep going until you hit the place where they're thinking of building that drive-in bank.
You
to the science
Connecticut's best lyrical tyrant
Put the pressure on you hoes just like a hydrant
Try to find some ways to hide all the trauma
That's when I go
Tropical cyclone
Tapping into A Vibe strong
Pouring Pomegranate Fanta
Raising the standards
Finding my center
Tropical cyclone
Tapping into A Vibe
actions are one with the seasons
A TEC squeezin' executioner
Wintertime, I rock a fur
Mega popular center of attraction
Climaxing my bitches, they be
painted neon green with black wheels
We do big wheels, count big head Franklin bills
Movin up that's when I'm Black Elvis at the Civic Center
Ribonucleic acid freak out, the power of prayer.
Long halls of science and all the lunatics committed there.
Robot Lords of Tokyo, SMILE TASTE
to Connecticut for the weekend
Might extended stay until I'm diving in the deep end
Of a pool full of Euros, Pounds, and Yen, let's get this money, man
L said
And be but a trace
Just a vanished ghost And your legacy
All the things you knew Science, mathematics, thought
Severely weakened Like irrigation systems
em' up
Your grandpa fought in world war two
Your cousin landed on the moon
Your mother is a diplomat, the senator of Connecticut
Your sister's
probe is called the Hope
The Mohammed bin Rashid Space Center was where the plans were laid
The science lead Sarah Al Amiri was the one who led the way
Known to the mind
Not to the senses
Her circumference is nowhere
Her center is here
No tongue has soiled her
No word has reached her
Breathe her in
granddad fought in world war two
Your cousin landed on the moon
Your mother is a diplomat, the senator of Connecticut
Your sister's got 4 point O
Your
Connecticut.
Confederate "D? we can better it.
But yo, I'm illiterate to the little bits.
Until the fat pigs billys bent philly.
Scent when way I went rent
as some kitty litter
Take off, got a Adolf Hitler
Center of attraction
Multiplications then subtractions
From the blast then the smash and the cash
Feels like summer in December
Through that door I must enter
Find my balance I found my center
Just hold on tight till September
Oh why's it feel my
garages to park infront of bodegas
Glove compartment kept his Glock center console his pager
Went to war with the neighbours Dominicanos with razors
He
it takes to make it right
And cancel the debt, put in those reps even late night
I take 5, center myself when the day starts
Then make my, entrance
You are welcome here to enter halls of wonder in the center
Of the universal splendor known as science of the mind
You can feel the power growing
forming research centers
And adding more crypto-related courses
In part to meet rising demand
And also because they now
See cryptocurrency as an area worthy
And he might try to
Left brain, right brain, center brain
All brain scientifically superior boy master
Of all games
Rocket science, car, TV and appliance
their energies
Disappear from the stage like the vanisher
Grabbin the mic and drive a spike right through the center
For these niggaz all sequenced up
Sanford
And son, I'll have your head floating somewhere in Stamford
Conneticut with your heady cut. I'll machete cut
Hide you in the woods somewhere, then
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