Luyện nghe bài hát Mad Scientist

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Darkside is were I'm commin' all alone,
Strangeling niggaz is on the microphone,
I've bin around and I'm a be around again,
Who is it? the black nigga that they ren,
be brackin' on a nine dubble m,
My still talk kids turn and you sticks n' stones,
So say wuzz up to my on the sidewalk,
But all my black the jack so I can stock,
'cause a big stick for niggaz that never shot
Beabe alwayz talkin' 'bout the trigga, just to get
Payed and make it all routin, if I crack pop they
tha scene'. there's to many recordz out that ain't
Sayin' nuthin', and fake az radio ain't playin'
Nuthin', shit gotta get back, it's time to mc, to
New niggaz ain't sure l.b.
I wanna be l and only care the crean.
Aposse a bitch they get put it in the magazine,
Get away - french, you ain't right all, you the
Source. niggaz wanted to get with me, but shit was
Horse. ploakin' in my the warz for competition.
If a crit nigga around they get a listen.
Try to in my note book, but lost a leg. got
Paralised neck up from you read, a mad scientist...

Menacy control we always guarente who they doubt
A mad scientist...
Menacy control we always diss guarente who doubt

Weak az keep i.n.s, but who can come and fade
The mad scientist. I've bin from the public, cause
I am a enemy. with the black peane disappear houdini.
God of the I control your soul, shaking niggaz up
From the bottom of the north pole. in my double s
Fifty four my size ten still towe showe to the floor.
It's simple, don't wanna it complicated, 'cause ya
Simple minded niggaz might get frustrated, with ya
Bang boogie, 'cause ren enough, 'cause niggaz don't come
the funky stuff, that I used to hear in 83 and 84,
When had to be hardcore, ciminal minded,
You've bin blinded, I'm lookin' for some like that
But find it, 6'n the mornin', police at my door,
Niggaz don't make that kinda shit no more, az
Niggaz make way, 'cause ren play that shit, I'm screamin'
Mayday, a mad scientist...

Sneaky, is how I creap up on ya, I clear my throat
And then I drop bombz on ya, now be onest did ya
The villain releit knew niggaz out get out the work,
That I put in, figure the pin and I write to the hands
Of the
Shit down and dirty you swear these apetaitis. I be creating
Wut ya body longs for and fake az niggaz this is who the for,
A mad scientist, but I won't make a frankers dine, I just
A rhyme, now I blow ya mind. you can't follow this I did'nt
Leave a sitch, you fool the 5 procent that means tray repesentin'
I'm wokin' up light and civilized, the messager elaise yo,
They opened up my eyez. and the b boyz on my throne in black
Niggaz scared as because the villain is back from the sinner
Of the earth I'd way like a goffer, nigga by my self, i'm
over, on a mad scientist...