Artist: MC Ren Album: Mad Scientist 12"/Video Edition Song: Mad Scientist (12" Version) Typed by: dy_face@hotmail.com * * send corrections to the typist [Intro: MC Ren] uhh, uhh, yeah, yeah [Verse 1: MC Ren] Darkside is where I'm comin' from all alone strangling busters that's fakin' on the microphones cause I've bein' around and I'ma be around again who is it? The black brother that they call 'Ren Won't be braggin' on a 9mm my steel toe kicks, turn tricks, I use sticks and stones so say what's up to my brothers on the sidewalk put on my black to jack so I can night stalk cause to carry a big stick for brothers that never shot beabe gun always talkin' 'bout the trigger just to get paid, they make it all routine if I crack pop they runnin' from the scene' There's to many records out that ain't sayin' nothin' and fake-Ass-Radio stations ain't playin' nothin' shit gotta get back, it's time to M.C to many new brothers ain't sure like I be I wanna be L and only care from the crean Applause like a bitch they get put in the magazine you ain't fresh, you ain't ride on, you ain't the source Nigga wanted to get with me, but your shit was horse Ploakin' in my cliss of war for competition hypocrite niggaz hang around to 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: DJ Train Scratching] Ren is in control, here we go again scare the people to die a fuckin' mad scientist Ren is in control, here we go again scare the people to die [Verse 2: MC Ren] Weak-Ass-Niggaz keep eyein' this but who can come and fade the mad scientist I've been away from the public, cause I am an enemy with the black peane disappear like Houdini God of the universe, I control your soul shaking niggaz up from the bottom of the north pole In my double S four fifty four with my size ten, steel toe shovel to the floor It's simple, don't wanna make it complicated cause you simple minded niggaz might get frustrated with your bang-bang boogie, cause Ren heard enough cause niggaz nowadays don't come with the funky stuff that I used to hear in '83 and '84 when shit had to be hardcore "ciminal minded, you've been blinded" I'm lookin' for some shit like that but can't find it "6'n the mornin' police at my door" niggaz don't make that kind of shit no more sippin-Ass-Niggaz make way, cause Ren don't play that shit I'm screamin' mayday, a fuckin' mad scientist.. [Chorus: DJ Train Scratching] Ren is in control, here we go again scare the people to die mad scientist Ren is in control, here we go again scare the people to die Ren is in control, here we go again scare the people to die Ren is in control, here we go again scare the people to die [Verse 3: MC Ren] Sneaky, sneaky that's how I creep up on you I clear my throat and then I drop bombs on you now be honest did you think the Villain will let new niggaz come out turn out the work that I put in, I'll pick up the pen and I write to the hands feels of the writies shit down and dirty you were swear these apetaitis I be creating what your body longs for and fake-Ass-Niggaz this is who the song's for a mad scientist, but I won't make a Frankenstein I just write a rhyme that'll blow your fuckin' mind You can't follow this I didn't leave a cent you can't fool the 5 procent that me and Train repesent I'm wokin' up light, and livin' civilized the messager Elaise that done open up my eyes And the B-boys stance on my throne in black niggaz scared as hell because the Villain is back from the center of the earth for makin' way like a gopher nigga by my self I'm takin' over, ugh a mad scientist.. [Chorus: DJ Train Scratching] Ren is in control, here we go again scare the people to die mad scientist Ren is in control, here we go again scare the people to die a motherfuckin' mad scientist Ren is in control, here we go again scare the people to die a motherfuckin' mad scientist [Outro: MC Ren Talking Over Chorus] yeah, yeah, I wanna what's up to the droppers of bombs yo '94, '95, a mad scientist (*Laughter*)