glyphics of the scientifics for the mind.
It's the ill scripts and the hiero
glyphics of the scientifics
Hey yo, hey yo,
open up your eyes and tell me what you see
Ease on down the road with me
I hold the key to the doors
of your brain
And mental pain will shower
down like the rain
From the sky, I wonder why did I fly
To a land that was covered by sand
An d with improper shoes on my feet
I walked through blistering
heat and didn't eat
For forty days, until I came to a door
At the bottom of a mountain
by the shore
My word is law, I walked in with no fear
And I could hear a fat track in the rear
And so I slid to the source of the sound
And what I found was
mad tapes all around
And
Kengo hats and suede plumas by the pair
Then in walks this old
man with waves in his hair
He didn't speak,
he walked over to his chair
And took a seat,
and then that stopped the beat
What's going on I say,
blundering and wondering
Should I stay or no delay
He picked up his crooked stick
and a thick book
He reached out to me and I took it quick
That's what he told me to do
I took it home and then I
read it with my crew
Okay, I think that it's time we begin
Now three men will read from the
chapters found within
It's the ill scripts and
the hieroglyphics
Plus the scientifics for the mind
It's the ill scripts and
the hieroglyphics
Plus the scientifics for the mind
It's the ill scripts and
the hieroglyphics
It's
What's the scientifics for the mind?
It's the ill scripts and
the hieroglyphics
What's the scientifics for the mind?
Chapter one,
I rip out your spine and play the piccolo
With your vertebrae,
we're bent a certain way
Different tunes are played,
tombs stay open
I'm hoping the kingdom rises
My eye is irritated with vivid pictures
Reality fades away, I hear chants
I ride through town on a chari
ot of army ants eating grapes
My neck is creased before
I'm sharpening edges
For incisions, never decisions,
like bends and prisms
Colorful form,
watch the rainbow, it's a riddle
It has mad flavors like
Skittles
So slide into the pod of gold,
as I unfold my thoughts
I kill human beings for
sports
I flex skills that are nasty like corn
Bound to get you fucked up, better
get ripped torn
Out the frame,
bring your pain to your membrane
And drain your veins till
no blood remains
Mystic brain, thoughts like a gypsy
Sippin' on cognac, feelin' kinda tipsy
It's the
Mike
Destroyer
Jack's being stalked, got jacked by
Goya
Oh, boya, here we go again
In the
Philippines, baby eatin'
man's best friend
Give me five to ten,
county jail or state pen
But the stars I be killin',
off and on like trend
It's the ill scripts and the hieroglyphics
Plus the scientifics for the mind
It's the ill -squipped and the hieroglyphics,
plus the scientifics, for the mark.
It's the ill -squipped and the hieroglyphics,
plus the scientifics, for the mark.
It's the ill -squipped and the hieroglyphics,
plus the scientifics, for the mark.
Chapter 3
Hocus in, pocus in,
I use my third eye to focus in on your crucifixion
And I psychic like
Gene
Dixon in my prediction
And niggas better flee cause in
Realm 3 I have a different
personality
It's the dweller from the
Sullivan
Watch me cast my spell
again and you'll be
screaming
Mr.
Pelican
Like
Andy
Panda, I'm from the lost
Atlanta
The necromancer, the
Indian rain dancer
Underground is the killer clown
The joker poker,
cause he'll choke ya, then
he'll smoke ya
Lord
Jigga is the big black
spade in the grading
Little son of
Satan, master is the acin'
That hooks up the beats with bassin'
Fixed between
Norman and
Jason
And I'm the deuce in your hand,
the tool to
the man
The thriller, I eat
Froot
Loops, the serial killer,
the four -man dream team
Wrecking all evils in awe, the deli -decker cars,
dealing with the gods
The extra -terrifical, lyrical, spiritual,
scientifical, hypnotical and mystical
Intellectual poetry, made for the mind,
destroying mankind
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