I'm called the Mad Scientist Extra P About to set up shop and drop this next degree On the masses, yeah it's the live guy with glasses The flushing, know from programming the percussion Basslines are set now check me out and I'll bet ya The one that claims that he's the best can't catch a Beat like I catch it cause it's downright wretched Put it through the S-950 then stretch it To create the great type of shit to fit My reputations full-fledged, yo, zip the lip I'm about to set it on society, watch me while I do it My man I've been through it and don't know many who would Be able to survive after things that I've Gone through the born truth, and living though I'm driven By everything real and I know how to deal You think I'm lying this? The Mad Scientist
The Mad Scientist (Repeat 3x)
Never had a basement, never had an attic Only an apartment where I forever had static For me doing a beat and got through in the street Even put in a cell living in hip-hop hell So far in my career, but I'm still here To organize for your eyes and drop science on your ears A strong black rebel, who loves the track level Kinda loud, so turn it up so I can find a crowd to rock And I'll concoct something ill for real Come into my labratory where you can't stand still And the funk keeps banging, to all my peeps hanging On the block this one's for you, it's time to rock On a higher plateau, I supply a fat show, wherever I go Yo, you can't front on, fake, or even try and diss Your man the Large Profess the Mad Scientist
The Mad Scientist (Repeat 3x)
I'm called the Mad Scientist Extra P About to set up shop and drop this next degree On the masses, yeah it's the live guy with glasses The flushing, know from programming the percussion Basslines are set now check me out and I'll bet ya The one that claims that he's the best can't catch a Beat like I catch it cause it's downright wretched Put it through the S-950 then stretch it To create the great type of shit to fit My reputations full-fledged, yo, zip the lip I'm about to set it on society, watch me while I do it My man I've been through it and don't know many who would Be able to survive after things that I've Gone through the born truth, and living though I'm driven By everything real and I know how to deal You think I'm lying this? The Mad Scientist
I'll never die in this, the Mad Scientist You can't try and diss the Mad Scientist Or ever fry and crisp the Mad Scientist
Yeah, yeah
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