Doctor Jam - Mad Scientist lyrics

[Intro: MC Ren] Uhh, uhh, yeah, yeah [MC Ren] Darkside, is where I'm comin' from all alone Stranglin' n***as that's fakin' on the microphones Cause I been around and I'mma be around again Who is it? -"MC Ren" - the black n***a that they call Ren Won't be braggin' on the nine double M My steel toe kicks, turn tricks, I use sticks and stones And say what's up, to my n***as on the sidewalk Put on my black to jack, so I can night-stalk Cause to carry a big stick For n***as that never shot a B.B. gun Always talkin' about the trigger Just to get paid, they make it all routine And if our record popped, they runnin' from the scene There's too many records out, that ain't sayin' nothin' And fake-a** radio stations ain't playin' nothin' The sh** gotta get back, it's time to MC Aha, too many new n***as ain't sure like I be I wanna be L, and only care from the cream And pose like a b**h, to get put in the magazine "what's up?" You ain't Fresh, you ain't Ride On, you ain't The Source n***a wanted to get with me, but sh** was hoarse Lookin' at my crystal ball for competition Hypocrite n***as hang around to get a listen Tried to peep it in my note book, but lost a leg Got paralyzed neck up from what you read, a Mad Scientist [Hook: DJ Train Scratching and cutting quotes below] Ren is in control, here we go again scarin' people to die --] MC Ren A f**in' Mad Scientist Ren is in control, here we go again scarin' people to die --] MC Ren [MC Ren] Weak-a** n***as keep eyein' this But who can come and fade The Mad Scientist? I been away from the public, cause I'm an enemy With the black Beanie, disappear like Houdini God of the universe, I control your soul Shakin' n***as up from the bottom of the North Pole And my double S, four fifty four With my size ten, steel toe, shuffle through the floor It's simple, don't wanna make it complicated Cause you simple minded n***as might get frustrated With your bang-bang boogie, cause Ren heard enough Cause n***as nowadays don't come with the funky stuff That I used to hear in '83 and '84 When sh** had to be hardcore "Criminal Minded, you've been blinded" --] KRS-One I'm lookin' for some sh** like that, but can't find it "6'N The Mornin, police at my door" --] Ice-T n***as don't make that kind of sh** no more Simpin'-Ass-n***as make way, cause Ren don't play that sh** I'm screamin' Mayday, a f**in' Mad Scientist [Hook: DJ Train Scratching and cutting quotes below] Ren is in control, here we go again scarin' people to die --] MC Ren A Mad Scientist Ren is in control, here we go again scarin' people to die --] MC Ren Ren is in control, here we go again scarin' people to die --] MC Ren Ren is in control, here we go again scarin' people to die --] MC Ren [MC Ren] Sneaky sneaky, is how I creep up on you (*Cough*) I clear my throat and then I drop bombs on you Now be honest, did you think the Villain will let New n***as come out and tear out the work? That I put in, I'll pick up the pen then I write Til the hand feels arthritis sh** down and dirty, you would swear its hepatitis I be creatin' what your body longs for And fake-a** n***as, 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 f**in' mind You can't follow this, I didn't leave a scent You can't fool the 5 percent, that me and Train repesent I'm walkin' up right, and livin' civilized The Messager Elijah, yo, done opened up my eyes Then the B-boys stance, on my throne in black n***as scared as hell because the Villain is back From the center of the earth, I'm makin' way like the gopher n***a, by myself I'm takin' over Ugh, a Mad Scientist [Hook: DJ Train Scratching and cutting quotes below] Ren is in control, here we go again scarin' people to die --] MC Ren A motherf**in' Mad Scientist Ren is in control, here we go again scarin' people to die --] MC Ren A motherf**in' Mad Scientist Ren is in control, here we go again scarin' people to die --] MC Ren [Outro: MC Ren Talking Overlapping the Hook] Yeah, yeah, I wanna say what's up to tribe of Shabazz Yo, 1994, '95, A Mad Scientist