[verse 1]
Darkside is were I'm commin' from all alone,
strangeling n***** is fakin' on the microphone,
cuz I've bin around and I'm a be around again,
who is it? The black n**** that they call Ren,
Won't be brackin' on a nine dubble M,
my still talk kids turn tricks and you sticks n' stones,
so say wuzz up to my n***** on the sidewalk,
but all my black the jack so I can night stock,
cuz carry a big stick for n***** that never shot
beabe gall alwayz talkin' 'bout the trigga, just to get
payed and make it all routin, if I crack pop they runnin'
form tha scene'. There's to many recordz out that ain't
sayin' nuthin', and fake az radio stations ain't playin'
nuthin', s*** gotta get back, it's time to MC, to many
new n***** ain't sure like L.B.
I wanna be L and only care from the crean.
Aposse like a b**** they get put it in the magazine,
get away - french, you ain't right all, you ain't the
source. n***** wanted to get with me, but your s*** was
horse. Ploakin' in my cliss the warz for competition.
If a crit n**** hang around they get a listen.
Try to peep in my note book, but lost a leg. Got
paralised neck up from what you read, a mad scientist...
[chorus]
menacy control we always diss guarente who they doubt
a f*****' mad scientist...
menacy control we always diss guarente who they doubt
Weak az n***** keep I.N.S, but who can come and fade
the mad scientist. I've bin away from the public, cause
I am a enemy. with the black peane disappear like Houdini.
God of the univers I control your soul, shaking n***** up
from the bottom of the north pole. In my double S four
fifty four with my size ten still towe showe to the floor.
It's simple, don't wanna make it complicated, cuz ya
simple minded n***** might get frustrated, with ya bang-
bang boogie, cuz Ren heard enough, cuz n***** don't come
with the funky stuff, that I used to hear in 83 and 84,
when s*** had to be hardcore, ciminal minded,
you've bin blinded, I'm lookin' for some s*** like that
but can't find it, 6'n the mornin', police at my door,
n***** don't make that kinda s*** no more, sippin' az
n***** make way, cuz Ren don't play that s***, I'm screamin'
mayday, a f*****' mad scientist...
[chorus]
Sneaky, sneaky is how I creap up on ya, I clear my throat
and then I drop bombz on ya, now be onest did ya think
the villain releit knew n***** come out get out the work,
that I put in, figure the pin and I write to the hands feels
of the writes
s*** down and dirty you were swear these apetaitis. I be creating
wut ya body longs for and fake az n***** this is who the song's for,
a mad scientist, but I won't make a frankers dine, I just write
a rhyme, now I blow ya f*****' mind. You can't follow this I did'nt
leave a sitch, you can't fool the 5 procent that means tray repesentin'
I'm wokin' up light and livin' civilized, the messager elaise yo,
they opened up my eyez. And the B boyz stand on my throne in black
n***** scared as hell because the villain is back from the sinner
of the earth I'd makin' way like a goffer, n**** by my self, I'm
takin' over, on a mad scientist...
[chorus]
Darkside is were I'm commin' from all alone,
strangeling n***** is fakin' on the microphone,
cuz I've bin around and I'm a be around again,
who is it? The black n**** that they call Ren,
Won't be brackin' on a nine dubble M,
my still talk kids turn tricks and you sticks n' stones,
so say wuzz up to my n***** on the sidewalk,
but all my black the jack so I can night stock,
cuz carry a big stick for n***** that never shot
beabe gall alwayz talkin' 'bout the trigga, just to get
payed and make it all routin, if I crack pop they runnin'
form tha scene'. There's to many recordz out that ain't
sayin' nuthin', and fake az radio stations ain't playin'
nuthin', s*** gotta get back, it's time to MC, to many
new n***** ain't sure like L.B.
I wanna be L and only care from the crean.
Aposse like a b**** they get put it in the magazine,
get away - french, you ain't right all, you ain't the
source. n***** wanted to get with me, but your s*** was
horse. Ploakin' in my cliss the warz for competition.
If a crit n**** hang around they get a listen.
Try to peep in my note book, but lost a leg. Got
paralised neck up from what you read, a mad scientist...
[chorus]
menacy control we always diss guarente who they doubt
a f*****' mad scientist...
menacy control we always diss guarente who they doubt
Weak az n***** keep I.N.S, but who can come and fade
the mad scientist. I've bin away from the public, cause
I am a enemy. with the black peane disappear like Houdini.
God of the univers I control your soul, shaking n***** up
from the bottom of the north pole. In my double S four
fifty four with my size ten still towe showe to the floor.
It's simple, don't wanna make it complicated, cuz ya
simple minded n***** might get frustrated, with ya bang-
bang boogie, cuz Ren heard enough, cuz n***** don't come
with the funky stuff, that I used to hear in 83 and 84,
when s*** had to be hardcore, ciminal minded,
you've bin blinded, I'm lookin' for some s*** like that
but can't find it, 6'n the mornin', police at my door,
n***** don't make that kinda s*** no more, sippin' az
n***** make way, cuz Ren don't play that s***, I'm screamin'
mayday, a f*****' mad scientist...
[chorus]
Sneaky, sneaky is how I creap up on ya, I clear my throat
and then I drop bombz on ya, now be onest did ya think
the villain releit knew n***** come out get out the work,
that I put in, figure the pin and I write to the hands feels
of the writes
s*** down and dirty you were swear these apetaitis. I be creating
wut ya body longs for and fake az n***** this is who the song's for,
a mad scientist, but I won't make a frankers dine, I just write
a rhyme, now I blow ya f*****' mind. You can't follow this I did'nt
leave a sitch, you can't fool the 5 procent that means tray repesentin'
I'm wokin' up light and livin' civilized, the messager elaise yo,
they opened up my eyez. And the B boyz stand on my throne in black
n***** scared as hell because the villain is back from the sinner
of the earth I'd makin' way like a goffer, n**** by my self, I'm
takin' over, on a mad scientist...
[chorus]