Proph3cY - The Laboratory lyrics

Chorus: The laboratory I'm at the laboratory Whippin up a pot of glory stockin up the inventory Last week I was in the lab and the gas was all the way to the max and i burned it down to an ash x2 Verse 1: Nah I'm playin but that's a metaphor sayin my lips are formin the hottest a belly full of propane and I sip that sh** like a fanta Breath a flame in a stanza For those who didn't know that I'm gifted as 50 Santas Ill give ya multiple answers so spread this sh** like a cancer Makin movements like Keeble and ankle bones on a dancer Strikin balance between my grades and a talent Is somewhat of challenge if you try to excel at a level far beyond average I think I'm bonded in marriage with the ethic of workin hard I boned her hard in the carriage My blueprint for the new sh** is ruthless i flew in- from a-nother galaxy as a nuisance You knew since I knew sh** I'd cream y'all like cool whip or two tits Makin it clear in your ear with q tips I'm mixing music so potent just need a few drips- so- step in my soup kitch- Ill show ya how I brewed this Chorus: The laboratory I'm at the laboratory Whippin up a pot of glory stockin up the inventory Last week I was in the lab and the gas was all the way to the max and i burned it down to an ash x2 Verse 2 sh** was crazy and now my roomies all hate me recording in this apartment was workin out till I charred it All this damage I do is a sacrifice to be charted Cut off 2 of my fingers to show you all I'm an artist with third eye vision Ill rock it until I'm locked in a coffin Nah i'm jokin i promise that was way i was brought in To this world as a baby and then I grew to a prophet God-given symbol i raise a palm from my pocket and represent the percentage of people scarred without warning Hand defect out the womb I was born at 8 in the morning Callus coated my brain as i learned my life as a foreign cuz hey I gotta choice of grindin or snorin 5 in the morning Workin on a rhyme and a chorus man I could be sorry or signing a portrait I'ma certify my image don't be blind to ignore it embracin my form and normal wasn't of any importance Probably why I'm at the lab a good deal of my portion- Cookin up a fat meal the i'll dine on the courses The only true place that i like to kick it Is the lab with a mic gettin scientific Chorus: The laboratory I'm at the laboratory Whippin up a pot of glory stockin up the inventory Last week I was in the lab and the gas was all the way to the max and i burned it down to an ash x2 Verse 3 I want the people to approach the EP And see me Like ET They repeat A retweet they like damn white boy was goin in with the heat- and he's stationed in cali- even got his own beats Click a link at the bottom and now your part of my reach Hold up now your a damn fiend You better hold like a canteen Guess these syllables are hittin y'all like cupid vaccines So Rally round the rapper who hacked your brain with no pa**word I'm pa**ionate like a pastor I mastered patterns of frequently reachin over the standard Show me love from Montan All the way to New York and then down to Louisiana For now I got the Cali coast locked into my redical so ima turn this up a couple decibels And ima splash a couple mothaf**in chemicals Better bet i got the goggles on for spectacles And my dryer is full of burnin hot aprons Cuz I spill on em whippin up a creation Pardon me as I ditch verse and replace it Goals are located at the Jupiter basins But I never had quit tryina face em Chorus: The laboratory I'm at the laboratory Whippin up a pot of glory stockin up the inventory Last week I was in the lab and the gas was all the way to the max and i burned it down to an ash x2