Rozz Dyliams - Science Lab lyrics
[Rozz Dyliams - Science Lab lyrics]
Oh my god i shrunk down
To the size of a spider
Nowison, Nowison nowison me to break out of
The scary science lab
Keep it real fuck a deal I ain't signing that
You say you selling unit's but you
Don't you just buying back
That ain't my game I'm playing a
Whole different kind of jazz
I'ma let my sons get em' in hit
Em' between the eyes for Dad
Quit tryna rap, you must be high on Dimetapp
You say that your woman support you but she
Fucking shaking her head behind your back
You're thirty-nine and a half
Its out of line for you to think that I would
Ever even consider giving you permission
To shake my hand
Hundred-thousand dollar meet and
Greet with me boy I snap that band
Hit the bitch up and violate her like
Dylan Ross as soon as I land
Count the bills in one hand
Looking at you like a fucking mental patient
Got you power walking off like a scared
Old woman looking down at your feet
You can not fuck with me
I am the terminator hoe
If you got some ana with me bitch boy
Bring it on we can go to wo'
Where I stand I will fall
But not today so I reload
Ten toes down times a million I'll stomp
In your guts into the road
Getting buck like a damn atom bomb everybody
Know Rozz and what he bout
Dope fiend idiot rappers hate
Me but can't keep
My name up out they fucking mouths
Dylan gotta get it get into it when
I get it Ima roll bounce
Dylan go very Todd Terry zag put
These slags up on the house i'ma sell a hoe
I'ma turn it out
I'ma exercise the whole person out
I'ma tell her the damn deal
Take her shoes away and show her
What she can do without
Rap game is a cover up it's so stupid
It's not even worth it to talk about
Let off a little bit of steam bitch boy
How bout you pop a couple buttons off
To the size of a spider
Nowison, Nowison nowison me to break out of
The scary science lab
Keep it real fuck a deal I ain't signing that
You say you selling unit's but you
Don't you just buying back
That ain't my game I'm playing a
Whole different kind of jazz
I'ma let my sons get em' in hit
Em' between the eyes for Dad
Quit tryna rap, you must be high on Dimetapp
You say that your woman support you but she
Fucking shaking her head behind your back
You're thirty-nine and a half
Its out of line for you to think that I would
Ever even consider giving you permission
To shake my hand
Hundred-thousand dollar meet and
Greet with me boy I snap that band
Hit the bitch up and violate her like
Dylan Ross as soon as I land
Count the bills in one hand
Looking at you like a fucking mental patient
Got you power walking off like a scared
Old woman looking down at your feet
You can not fuck with me
I am the terminator hoe
If you got some ana with me bitch boy
Bring it on we can go to wo'
Where I stand I will fall
But not today so I reload
Ten toes down times a million I'll stomp
In your guts into the road
Getting buck like a damn atom bomb everybody
Know Rozz and what he bout
Dope fiend idiot rappers hate
Me but can't keep
My name up out they fucking mouths
Dylan gotta get it get into it when
I get it Ima roll bounce
Dylan go very Todd Terry zag put
These slags up on the house i'ma sell a hoe
I'ma turn it out
I'ma exercise the whole person out
I'ma tell her the damn deal
Take her shoes away and show her
What she can do without
Rap game is a cover up it's so stupid
It's not even worth it to talk about
Let off a little bit of steam bitch boy
How bout you pop a couple buttons off