4th Disciple - High Science lyrics

[Intro: Hell Razah] Article one, what's the science behind that? Sit in a chair, you gotta watch, you gotta watch Everything around you, you know Bout to learn the freedom of speech, freedom of speech, article one, the G.G.O Can't just fall fo anything man, what's the science behind that? Can't understand why Bush sometimes remind of Hitler What's the science behind that? Word up, man, there's alotta sh** goin' on around us man This is how a n***a suppose to really rhyme, son [Hell Razah] When I was your age, I was already co*kin' the gauge Now I'm older, I raise n***as outta they grave I got the soul of a prophet, and the body of a slave It took hard time to show me, it was only a phase I made my way throughout shootouts, and walked through flames Can't, move out the hood, when you ballin' with lames On the highway to heaven, I headed to switch lanes In the ghetto, surrounded by these b**hes and gangs It's much, more than the record deal, pictures and fame I explain for the dope fiends, who hittin' they veins We opressed so long, we addicted to pain Now I'm immune to the struggle, and some choose to hustle My mind tranquilize, you can't move a muscle [Interlude: Hell Razah] What's the science behind that? (You can't even move now, they stuck, caught in the wisdom) What's the science behind that? (Tryin' to figure us out, but it's just reality, man) What's the science behind that? [Hell Razah] Computer chips, they barcode everything we get Type your life on the memory disk, poor/rich Social security, triple six, mark of the beast Keep track of the lost sheep, and foods they eat Nimrods and credit cards, dark magic and tarot cards And rest in Babylon, til they nest in the stars Cast spells out the pentagon, prepare for guard Witches and warlocks, with copies, and the keys to your locks Small pox, if you don't got no vacination shots Communist cops, H&R Block's, with taxes Bank money's all controlled by these Roman-Catholic's Secret symbols of the Red Dragon, as the Phoenix rise out the ashes They never taught us in these school cla**es (what's the science behind that?, look at me) Medigate slave, labor til they birth to they grave They cause a bombing, like the World Trade to keep you afraid Of this new age of AIDS, that was government made So when you sit from a plan, you keep your company paid Babies raised by a TV set, the eye is CBS Hypnotized and control the flesh of generation next In the projects, legal tenders, keep us in debts WIC checks, d**, safe s**, birth control threats The original is artificial, seed is fruits Nuclear missiles, launched by these foreigner troops When the album pop, this time, gather in groups Ain't no time for no party, and the basketball hoops