[Twisted Science]

post-dated, slash a wigga’z throat cuz rap’s my vocation / travel soul controllin’ with tha planet’s globe on my back lookin’ for an oasis / clearly state my name as sacred, count ya graces as Knolege God’s hatred’s aimed at Satan / congratulations, greetings ‘n’ salutations to all gentlemen ‘n’ scholars / penitence Science must pay for snatchin’ dollars, givin’ collars to Jake / common denominations in tha human race / sex, taxes ‘n’ graffiti, I speak in graphics, thoughts work for the Axis like Mussolini ‘n’ Hitler was fascist ‘n’ tha Japs got atomically checked / you plebs best rest ya necks before I carry out my threats…