Baba Brinkman - Scientist lyrics

As an act of defiance, I insist
On disrupting silences with an iron fist
I’m not a mindless artist I’m a scientist
Einstein and Darwin are partners I enlist
I spark alliances, chasing after infinity
Matter is energy trapped in genetic memory
I gather it into me and capture it vividly
When adapting it into these
Raps with intensity
I don’t ask for sympathy
Though it’s often hard
I want no part of post-modern art
Or doggerel shot-in-the dark Hallmark card
Photocopied poems thrown in the shopping cart
I don’t know where the problem starts
But it finishes here
Witnesses hear the difference every
Sentence is clear
Innocent ears listen as fear
And sin disappear
This is sheer Genesis redemption is near
I’m a scientist in the lab I mix it up
With a giant gift of gab, just a nut
But, I’m not Quannum or Common
I’m an anomalous phenomenon
Just tryin’ to spit this rap, and live it up

Basically I’m takin’ this beat and tappin’ it
Like the base of a maple tree
For the sap in it
The flavour is sweet, makin’ me passionate
It tastes like an aphrodisiac
When I fashion it
Exact craftsmanship like renaissance art
I begin to come apart when the song starts
Oxymoron at heart: blonde and smart
Drawn in sharp contrast to common sparks
I blaze from dawn to dark, and at sundown
That’s when I rap to the fat drum sound
I wrap my tongue around the claps and pounds
Like the underground Pied Piper:
Rats come drown
‘Cause half the acts around are sinking ships
About to relinquish diminishing grips
I make fingers slip when I bring this quick-
Witted English linguistic brinkmanship

I’m a scientist in the lab I mix it up
With a giant gift of gab, just a nut
But, I’m not Quannum or Common
I’m an anomalous phenomenon
Just tryin’ to spit this rap, and live it up

When I rap
I stand on the shoulders of geniuses
With hats back and baggy pants
Holding their penises
Posing overeager for media shows
But I see them as poets and dreamers
You know what I mean? This is
Why I flow with a
Seamlessness that approaches perfection
And openly question those
With Jehovah’s protection
Although my only weapons are
Jokes with no aggression
My most hopeless obsession is
With my own reflection
So I suppose the impression
I give is narcissistic
A smart, gifted, artistic, hard-fisted, dark
Twisted sharp-witted, scarred, sadistic
Heartless mystic as harsh as it is to
Have my worst parts listed
Definitions are simplistic
One-dimensional blurbs
Invented in the intention to
Blur sensual curves i was sent to this
Earth with unconventional words
Which I intend to disperse until
Some tension is purged

I’m a scientist in the lab I mix it up
With a giant gift of gab, just a nut
But, I’m not Quannum or Common
I’m an anomalous phenomenon
Just tryin’ to spit this rap, and live it up