KEY KOOL & RHETTMATIC - E=MC5 (Bust the Scientifical) lyrics
rate me(feat. LMNO, Mean Green, Ras Kass, Voodu)
[Voodu]
In the beginning there was darkness
Then God made light and then that came
Soon after that he created the planet
And Voodu was his name
Which means I'm not large, I'm astronomical
A mastermind of murderin, my slayin styles abominable
Like a snowman no man can withstand a catastrophic esophagus
larynx avalanche
From Pakistan to the Himalayas to Mt. Everest
Never risk, the walkin exorcist
If I was a storm, I'd reign supreme
So check the weather forecast for natural disasters
Extreme when I storm the stage
Like a one man cyclone face bolts crack upon a pack of my rhyme tone
I got it goin on
MC's and microphones get blown to bits in my zone
[LMNO]
Once every new moon, buffoons flow
Releasin info, that's non-beneficial
One supplement for microphone congestion
Muzzle half-steppers before they learn the lesson
I don't need Fila's to rock a fresh crew
Flesh and eternal, hear it out boo
Subjects skipping consistently
Relevence is a key quality
I cock my clock when it's time to kill
You can't avoid getting popped like a pill
Hear til' don't fuck with LMNO
Or I'll send your demo tape to Jerry Heller
[Mean Green]
Two years ago I planted a seed
Now I'm making the microphone bleed
When my vocals are freed, I'm liable to start up a stampede
I roll weed in the track and blow out feedback
I hold my jewels while I walk through L.A.
And my mind is always on cruise control
I swing bats and dope raps over fat tracks
Melt wax and remain sharp as an ax bet
I like russian rullet, with a tape cassette
Not a vet yet just gettin my feet wet
So don't sweat, when I hit it will be all net
My reps unknown, many heads get blown
Can't figure out why it took 'em so long
For them to let me drop my vocals on top of a rap song
Write rhymes strong, so my pockets stay long
Not to counterfeit, my shit hits like a bomb
[Ras Kass]
Son I comes clear as fiber optics
So if you hear a pin drop (ping), I'm writin classic nigga
Who's gonna take the weight and catch a hernia
I got the fabric of your psyche unraveling
Dolly Madison couldn't create a cupcake with more fillin
Then when the objective is illin stillin, poetic to penicillin
Grillin niggas like Jeffrey Dahmer's Labor Day Picnic
Not e 40 but i get sickwitit, mentally liquid
Keytone C-o, COCH3, COCH3
On a microphone, I'm asatone B
Cause it's kinda dope that most niggas is wack
Claimin they have phat lyrication
But lost all they carbonation, so your style went flat like white bitches backs
Plus your front was all silicone implant
Studio rappers with more punches than WUBA
Heavyweights say they can't be served, Observe
[Key Kool]
?? and salads must be tossed from the brain
MC's be posin in the vegetable mindframe
Machines connected to the temples monetary innovation
In the rhyme minds be jumpin the flat lines
Cause wack MC's combust without combust nuts
Spontaneous nature the grade ??? C+
Only if better than the average, but not above the ??? so upset
But never better than the obsolete upset when five minds connect
In a conglomeration of formulations
Kaleidoscopic manifestations and rhyme manipulations
Broadcasting through their heads like frequency modulations
The stations call letters KOOL
Always coming natural kind of factual
To the artificial so bust da scientifical
Five MC's equal to the cleptic brain power
E=MC to the fifth power
Thanks to Dj Kingspin for these lyrics
