Science Project

By Max Clique

On Sportsman EP

Released on January 1, 2012

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Great Scott...


[Verse 1: Great Scott!]

Hard as harvest, starvin' to eat

Barefoot through hell, not a mark on my feet

Wade through the struggle, I'm diving in Snake's creek

Can't be unsound, crowds stand when I speak

Shoot 'em as the police, if you can feed me a beat

Just give me a little space and keep the Dilla on repeat


[Bridge]

Sportsman


[Verse 2: Great Scott!]

No reason to believe...

But I'm feeling like a king

Couldn't tell you what it was, must be something in my genes

Let it all out and think like Martin, walk like Malcolm

Forgotten heroes out my pen shoutin'

Peace, no love in the career, pay for war in the streets

Hating on us, make food for the beast

You can see our son's fresh blood leaking from his teeth

Climbed in his mouth chasing foolish ass beef

Pull the trigger back, no chance to release

Hand held, dragging 'cane, dodge lanes, reach

Try to tell the game that we'd rather have peace

Trouble bust around us but he had to keep keef

That the only thing that worked

If he quit, he couldn't eat

Somebody nigga gone, no time to speak

Take up arms, enemies gon' leak

Carved 'em in a barber shop, throw 'em out at sea

Dealt out revenge blood let the Church see

Last seconds on Earth, point me to the East

Sucka ass nigga must think shit's sweet

Flippers buy the tunas off, ?????????????

Standing over casket, mama start to weep

Try to stay together making sure we wouldn't leave

Prayers for his soul and kisses for his cheek

Go brother, fantasize, kill 'em when we meet

Role model gone but he won't accept defeat

His man had the chrome, had to sell it, not for tree


[Outro: Great Scott!]

And the cycle just repeat

In the science projects

And the cycle just repeat

In the science projects

And the cycle just repeat

Life in the science projects

And the cycle just repeat

Welcome in the science projects

Life in the...