Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Scientific, artist - K Rino. Album song Triple Darkness, Vol. 2: The Lyrics, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 18.02.2008
Record label: Black Book - SoSouth
Song language: English
Scientific |
Had to pick a word one word that describes me |
What would that word be? |
I’ll tell you |
I’m so S.C.I.E.N.T.I.F.I.C |
He cast a rhyme so asinine |
I blasted in his anatomical mass in a particle spread to fast to find |
My words seem to cause internal eczema |
Every night I dream a different vindictive anathema |
Master of range in a extra concepts kept on a hanger |
Your remain up in a catacomb of a subterranean chamber |
The raps I read carry parasitic flees |
That burrow beneath the flesh of emcees lay eggs and hatch and rebreed |
I’m the solar light that illuminates softer than lunar |
In others words my minds the Sun, the Moon’s the mind of the consumer |
You’re gossiping you’re incompetent, blueprints are stopping |
It’s like a theory of the big bang of a posterous hypothesis |
Rapid words have cased with soft veered verbs in case we missed |
You see me collects dust like the bible in the home of a atheist |
The syllable scientist, look what my mind has done |
The skill of organizing three words just to rhyme with one |
See you can trace my deep metaphysics back to the late 80s |
When I speak the moisture I see the high trade Hades |
My organs are made of brass so it’s nothing to drink gas |
I throw a flame and asteroid at you and tell you to think fast |
Thoughts snatched within like a feminine who was snatched from the masculine |
I’m in ya medicine cabinet injecting headaches into your aspirin |
If it’s true you gotta lose before you learn how to win |
Then I pass without taking a class and you taking it again |
My strenuous creative process, regiments and grind |
Continuous lines compressed in badder measurements of time |
I’ll test you on every style once and all in nuances |
Only the best responses get scholarships to my conscious |
My university ain’t what you picture it to be |
Because it takes a whole millennium just to get your degree |
Your final exam takes place in a parallelogram |
Where even the meeble fetuses know who the hell I am |
I’ll imprison you between blindness and sight |
In between gravity and space and between darkness and light |
In between non-existence and conception |
In between death and reincarnation, between real and reflection |
Elation and depression, breathing and being breathless |
Between hydrogen and two counts of oxygen with no wetness |
In between a beast and humanity |
In between the sane mind and insanity, self-hatred and vanity |
In between consciousness and dreaming |
In between the X and Y chromosomes of a futuristic being |
In between righteousness and sin |
And a million other dimensions that are impossible for a man to be placed in |
I’m so S.C.I.E.N.T.I.F.I.C |
I’m so S.C.I.E.N.T.I.F.I.C |