Pakistani Brain Armand Hammer

[Verse 1: E L U C I D]
I'm a mathematician, but I'm not a mathematician
I wanted to be a hacker when I grew up
I'm not a hacker now that I'm all grown up
Know what? Get the fuck from 'round here
I was a dyke in a past life, flannel and cat eyes
Bad pad thai followed by shopping for cacti with you
Half alive
Half alive
Head bobbing hard to gospel at the red light
Four corners, three-headed beast
Two rollers from the 7-5, one crack the tint
Get the fuck from 'round here
Four corners, three-headed beast
Two rollers from the 7-5, one crack the tint
Get the fuck from 'round here
I seen her in that Rover before
Riding slow, bumping dope on plastic
From the era when the rim was spinning backwards
Coolie High slash Kufi smacker, cop her with a cloud kicker
Ginger in his elixir, the great mix up
Sophisti-funk 52 hand-block fisticuff
Who's pissed enough?
I mean, did you have enough to drink?
My speech is never free, pay me what I'm worth
Uh, my speech is never free, pay me what I'm worth