
Play At Night Madd Science (Ft. Canibus)
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[Verse 1: Canibus]
I sit on a throne of mastodon bones
I hear slaves moan tryna master the poem
Arms fold into bar codes
While programs probe the unknown mold of the old
Live in the flesh, 50 reps of 5 sets
Give me Melly Mel biceps
I advise why test, I twist the 5-5-6
Body armor inside the chest
Scouts dismount search hideouts from the south
I know the supply routes inside out
Timeout, sign-in wild out
The connection died out, time to sign-out
Thin recruits, black boots and ninja suits, shoot
My shot group injure two troops
I alleyoop boots on the roof
Crawl into mach suits count to two and drop through
Fit, dog shaped, chiseled from the face to my waist
SWOL like a log in the lake upstate
Custom plates rotate to one that's fake
Long enough to run to the base
Mask over the face escape, report to Peter Pace
The Blackhawk ten minutes late
Little birds hover in space, pick me up
We celebrate, I greet'em with a brotherly embrace
I sit on a throne of mastodon bones
I hear slaves moan tryna master the poem
Arms fold into bar codes
While programs probe the unknown mold of the old
Live in the flesh, 50 reps of 5 sets
Give me Melly Mel biceps
I advise why test, I twist the 5-5-6
Body armor inside the chest
Scouts dismount search hideouts from the south
I know the supply routes inside out
Timeout, sign-in wild out
The connection died out, time to sign-out
Thin recruits, black boots and ninja suits, shoot
My shot group injure two troops
I alleyoop boots on the roof
Crawl into mach suits count to two and drop through
Fit, dog shaped, chiseled from the face to my waist
SWOL like a log in the lake upstate
Custom plates rotate to one that's fake
Long enough to run to the base
Mask over the face escape, report to Peter Pace
The Blackhawk ten minutes late
Little birds hover in space, pick me up
We celebrate, I greet'em with a brotherly embrace
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