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Darkside is were I'm from all alone,
Strangeling niggaz is on the microphone,
'cause I've bin and I'm a be around again,
Who is it? the black nigga they call ren,
Won't be brackin' on a nine m,
My talk kids turn tricks and you sticks n' stones,
So say wuzz up to my on the sidewalk,
But all my black the so I can night stock,
'cause carry a big stick for that never shot
Beabe alwayz talkin' 'bout the trigga, just to get
and make it all routin, if I crack pop they runnin'
Form tha scene'. to many recordz out that ain't
nuthin', and fake az radio stations ain't playin'
Nuthin', shit gotta get back, it's time to mc, to
New niggaz ain't like l.b.
I wanna be l and only from the crean.
Aposse like a 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 cliss the for competition.
If a crit hang around they get a listen.
Try to peep in my note book, but a leg. got
Paralised neck up from you read, a mad scientist...

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

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 like houdini.
God of the I control your soul, shaking niggaz up
the bottom of the north pole. in my double s four
Fifty four with my size ten towe showe to the floor.
It's simple, don't make it complicated, 'cause ya
Simple minded niggaz might get frustrated, with ya
Bang boogie, 'cause ren heard enough, 'cause niggaz don't
With the stuff, that I used to hear in 83 and 84,
shit had to be hardcore, ciminal minded,
You've bin blinded, I'm lookin' for some shit that
But find it, 6'n the mornin', police at my door,
Niggaz make that kinda shit no more, sippin' az
Niggaz make way, 'cause ren don't play that shit, I'm
Mayday, a mad scientist...

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