Mad Scientist lyrics

Artist  : Mc Ren 
Song : Mad Scientist



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 [verse 1]
Darkside is were I'm commin' from all alone, 
strangeling niggaz is fakin' on the microphone,
cuz I've bin around and I'm a be around again,
who is it? The black nigga that they call Ren,
Won't be brackin' on a nine dubble M, 
my still talk kids turn tricks and you sticks n'
stones,
so say wuzz up to my niggaz on the sidewalk,
but all my black the jack so I can night stock,
cuz carry a big stick for niggaz that never shot
beabe gall alwayz talkin' 'bout the trigga, just
to get
payed and make it all routin, if I crack pop they
runnin'
form tha scene'. There's to many recordz out that
ain't
sayin' nuthin', and fake az radio stations ain't
playin'
nuthin', sh*t gotta get back, it's time to MC, to
many
new niggaz ain't sure like L.B.
I wanna be L and only care from the crean.
Aposse like a bit*h they get put it in the
magazine,
get away - french, you ain't right all, you ain't
the
source. Niggaz wanted to get with me, but your
sh*t was
horse. Ploakin' in my cliss the warz for
competition. 
If a crit nigga hang around they get a listen.
Try to peep in my note book, but lost a leg. Got 
paralised neck up from what you read, a mad
scientist...

[chorus]
menacy control we always diss guarente who they
doubt
a f**kin' mad scientist...
menacy control we always diss guarente who they
doubt

Weak az niggaz keep I.N.S, but who can come and
fade
the mad scientist. I've bin away from the public,
cause
I am a enemy. with the black peane disappear like
Houdini.
God of the univers I control your soul, shaking
niggaz up
from the bottom of the north pole. In my double S
four
 
fifty four with my size ten still towe showe to
the floor.
It's simple, don't wanna make it complicated, cuz
ya
simple minded niggaz might get frustrated, with
ya bang-
bang boogie, cuz Ren heard enough, cuz niggaz
don't come
with the funky stuff, that I used to hear in 83
and 84,
when sh*t had to be hardcore, ciminal minded,
you've bin blinded, I'm lookin' for some sh*t
like that
but can't find it, 6'n the mornin', police at my
door,
niggaz don't make that kinda sh*t no more,
sippin' az
niggaz make way, cuz Ren don't play that shit,
I'm screamin'
mayday, a f**kin' mad scientist...

[chorus]

Sneaky, sneaky is how I creap up on ya, I clear
my throat
and then I drop bombz on ya, now be onest did ya
think
the villain releit knew niggaz come out get out
the work,
that I put in, figure the pin and I write to the
hands feels
of the writes
shit down and dirty you were swear these
apetaitis. I be creating
wut ya body longs for and fake az niggaz this is
who the song's for,
a mad scientist,  but I won't make a frankers
dine, I just write
a rhyme, now I blow ya f**kin' mind. You can't
follow this I did'nt
leave a sitch, you can't fool the 5 procent that
means tray repesentin'
I'm wokin' up light and livin' civilized, the
messager elaise yo,
they opened up my eyez. And the B boyz stand on
my throne in black
niggaz scared as hell because the villain is back
from the sinner
of the earth I'd makin' way like a goffer, nigga
by my self, I'm
takin' over, on a mad scientist...

[chorus]