the mic and let's show them like we used to You say fuck, that yo holmes, fuck this I'm the king Ad-Whammy, you're Dick Butkus One half science, and
cock deis Good god, I get the crowd together like knock knees Now, I don't act hard, I just mack hard Baggin' video looking honeys with the big back
on a revolution Don't let the music in And war is all around us Your gods are dead and buried underground I was a silly putty Your big ideas are useless
streets to stack loot and slip the shackles I'm currently, servin' twenty nine to life Duckin' the searchlight, no sleep for like the third night The big
Of the Siamese twins I adopted these girls And gave them moral disciplines Taught them standards Right from wrong I nurtured their musicality Let them
screamin *sample*Beautiful music, dangerous rhythm Its beautiful Stop the pushin, pullin, and screamin death is ugly cause you fear it, it's beautiful to demons *sample*Beautiful music *sample*Beautiful music
, you know what I'm sayin Big moe up in the house Ty g and dreddy kruger representin [chorus x2: trebag, (hell razah)] We make that music, that moves
Self-destroyed, unemployed The rap race will be lost without a trace Or a clue but what to do Is stop the violence and kick the science Down the road
on a revolution Don't let the music in And war is all around us Your Gods are dead and buried underground I was a silly putty Your big ideas are useless
the world so I showed myself Metaphoric Sun Worship, pullin' me like planet inertias But on the other hand these rappers are worthless Rap Music Profession
Dilla] Yo, I don't know where to start Uh, check it out, music is - my total existence, dawg, straight up Everything with my life revolves around music
big business so my remedies is herbal It's music is for the people so we Reflection Eternal Listen, you hear the difference between science and science
State Property Music uh, holla, uh...... yeah [Chorus - Freeway] When you hear the song (feel me) Will you cry (uh its all real baby) Cause you know
sold out for a dollar Somebody else named you a scholar I had to holler during his moment of silence forgive me there's no science Defiance? Defy what
streets to stack loot and slip the shackles I'm currently, servin twenty-nine to life Duckin the searchlight, no sleep for like the third night The big
like this one. You know what? I won't hesitate to dis one Or two before I'm through. So don't try to sing this! Some drop science While I'm droppin' English
deposit slips for big amounts fannypack track and we love boys taking out the suckers and all the toys move thats what I said feel the music up in your
[Music: P. Wagner, M. Schmidt/Lyrics: P. Wagner] We send satellites to space And we own the biggest missiles We give millions of support for technology