Lyrics:
did the monster mash,
(wa-oo) From my labratory in the castle East,
(wa-oo) To the master bedroom where the vampires feast,
(wa, wa-oo) To ghouls all
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
Now I spit you with the kind of glory|, know its kinda gory
When I come out of the laboratory, lets ride
Ain't no fuckin' wit the Twista, JP, do
He go to sleep if you come with a bag
Whoever we leave they get left with a tag
Whole lot of dogs we done started a kennel
Laboratory, they do not get
of laboratories
Lookin' out the window like a labrador
To the bullshit I'm a matador
In the pulpit like God's son, not a daddy's boy
Cornered boar, carnivore,
the monkey pox
Instead she wanna hear the beatbox
Take pills and make fake krills as sheetrock
Sing it
Bring it, back to your laboratory
While he's in his
a brand new story
I gotta fresh mix
"Tarpan's" laboratory
U c, the fella's hook me up
From a to z
1, 2, 3
It's me "Shanice"
And I'm
Pullin' other
Hark! Listen he
I've been locked in this laboratory fifteen years
I had a thirst and desire
Till you came along and it all back fired
It held
gotta fresh mix "Tarpan's laboratory "
You see, the fella's hook me up from A to Z
1, 2, 3 it's me "Shanice"
And I'm pullin' other suckers
Ho, card,
pretty and my lovin is Digi
[Bobby Digital]
Fresh dipped out my laboratory, just dropped down bout 40 stories
Hit the ground, you analog
ferment
In jars inside the cupboards
For father to dissect
No one will discover the murder they commit
Children used like laboratory rats
Sickening
ghetto territories
Soldiers at war be blowin' up niggas like glory
With pharmaceutical laboratories
Majored in chemistry, PHD in streetology
Degree in
the white mice in the laboratory
Don't test the brain son I'm quite nice at Scattergories
Metaphors and allegories speaking at your colleges
Pathologies
We starve, look at one another short of breath
Walking proudly in our winter coats
Wearing smells from laboratories
Facing a dying nation
Of course, he fucked up sniffing white whores
The German's in his laboratory with the task force
Bring it too hot we self cock the full five
First sneaky hit
super-producer DJ Scratch sat in his laboratory building tracks to inspire their energy
To return them back to the hip-hop habitat
But only one ego will be able
Had science gone too far
Hark, listen here
I've been locked in this laboratory fifteen years
I had a thirst and desire
Till you came along
yeah, I got a sick tone
And he's in the laboratory with a brick phone
Got the ball I'ma run it like the burnt part
Throwin' up the number three 'cause
1911
My children radium and polonium
I have dinner with Strindberg in blue heaven
Pierre's gone to x-ray pandemonium
From the laboratory of Eden
We starve, look at one another short of breath
Walking proudly in our winter coats
Wearing smells from laboratories
Facing a dying nation
hairy
C'mon, we got to hurry home!
We'll get the story at the laboratory
That's why we got to hurry home!
We had to make a stop at the vampire
unicycle downstairs to his laboratory when I know he's there working on robotic aquatic bees, perfecting his mechanical donkeys or running from exploding
Livin in the shadows like a government agent
[Fruitkwan]
Ummm, one side of the story
Shit cooked up from Gravediggaz laboratory
Transformin brains
And suddenly to my surprise he did the mash
From my laboratory in the castle east
To the master bedroom where the vampires feast
The ghouls all came from
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