Methods n Test Tubes Lyrics
| Song | Methods n Test Tubes |
| Artist | Weerd Science |
| Album | Friends And Nervous Breakdowns |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Weerd Science | |
| What's up everybody, can | |
| I come in? | |
| Why, thank you, sure is good to see you here. | |
| Check it out. | |
| My life in general is just a joke but it's simple, cracka, broke | |
| Everyone of these stupid fucking lyrics | |
| I wrote in my notebook, put a gun to my head, that's all folks | |
| Look, that's all it took, easy as pie | |
| American dream, take a slice, | |
| Americans lie | |
| Americans die every day, | |
| American mothers askin | |
| American God, why? american lo-fi | |
| Gimme a high five and it ain't easy to make change so | |
| I don't try | |
| Home aint the same since | |
| I left so the death | |
| I gotta maintain a constant push | |
| I live inside the outside | |
| In through the out door | |
| I find I get by | |
| Whatever works hurts but still with best time left | |
| I spit with acid breath | |
| You muthafuckas best check who you laughin' with | |
| Me, i'm a little bit different than you | |
| Test tubes, methods that | |
| I was conceived through | |
| Kill off your one time self for better or worse | |
| Designed to hate, born to lose | |
| Me, i'm a little bit different than you | |
| Test tubes, methods that | |
| I was conceived through | |
| Kill off your one time self for better or worse | |
| Designed to hate, born to lose | |
| Now don't expect any respect unless you willin to accept the simple fact you inept, you lack depth | |
| Your lyrics are rated from whack to whackest the blacklist: your whole record | |
| Run and practice and hone you craft | |
| Cause as far as i'm concerned, you gonna need skills to pass | |
| You're an asshole | |
| Pissin on your headphones | |
| Shittin on your ball | |
| Grab your mic, c'mon lets go uh | |
| Battle to rattle your nerves and shatter your fuckin skull | |
| My mother told me not to make fun of the slow but | |
| I can't stop until i'm done | |
| I can't never escape the city | |
| I come from | |
| See dum dum, someone once told me that | |
| I was sent here to planet earth | |
| To claim as my turf and stick a flag in the dirt | |
| Just one of the many perks you can use when you outta this world and trouble stirs now | |
| Me, i'm a little bit different than you | |
| Test tubes, methods that | |
| I was conceived through | |
| Kill off your one time self for better or worse | |
| Designed to hate, born to lose | |
| Me, i'm a little bit different than you | |
| Test tubes, methods that | |
| I was conceived through | |
| Kill off your one time self for better or worse | |
| Designed to hate, born to lose | |
| Now when you flirt with the deconstruction your whole function'll shut down endzone, touchdown, endgame, game over rollover, no more a' you | |
| Pistol holder should pull the pistol of who's controllin you | |
| Methods and lessons intertwined in my sentences | |
| Lettin this ugly head right here behind all the messages | |
| To all my successors, excess it cuts like scissors but all the greatest in life since | |
| I wish you all the best wishes | |
| Computer gliches in stiches for shit about | |
| Money and bitches | |
| Hugs and kisses from my friends momma's who are gonna miss him | |
| Listen the dead have risen this cat-aclysm is cataclysmic | |
| Apocalyptic cryptic the way | |
| I grab my mic and rip it and stick it right up your septic and let it fuckin fester and eat away at your heartbeat and never regret it | |
| I've been cornfed, i'm born and bred for the revolution ahead and | |
| I won't stop till i'm dead (mutha) | |
| Me, i'm a little bit different than you | |
| Test tubes, methods that | |
| I was conceived through | |
| Kill off your one time self for better or worse | |
| Designed to hate, born to lose | |
| Me, i'm a little bit different than you | |
| Test tubes, methods that | |
| I was conceived through | |
| Kill off your one time self for better or worse | |
| Designed to hate, born to lose |
| zuo qu : Weerd Science | |
| What' s up everybody, can | |
| I come in? | |
| Why, thank you, sure is good to see you here. | |
| Check it out. | |
| My life in general is just a joke but it' s simple, cracka, broke | |
| Everyone of these stupid fucking lyrics | |
| I wrote in my notebook, put a gun to my head, that' s all folks | |
| Look, that' s all it took, easy as pie | |
| American dream, take a slice, | |
| Americans lie | |
| Americans die every day, | |
| American mothers askin | |
| American God, why? american lo-fi | |
| Gimme a high five and it ain' t easy to make change so | |
| I don' t try | |
| Home aint the same since | |
| I left so the death | |
| I gotta maintain a constant push | |
| I live inside the outside | |
| In through the out door | |
| I find I get by | |
| Whatever works hurts but still with best time left | |
| I spit with acid breath | |
| You muthafuckas best check who you laughin' with | |
| Me, i' m a little bit different than you | |
| Test tubes, methods that | |
| I was conceived through | |
| Kill off your one time self for better or worse | |
| Designed to hate, born to lose | |
| Me, i' m a little bit different than you | |
| Test tubes, methods that | |
| I was conceived through | |
| Kill off your one time self for better or worse | |
| Designed to hate, born to lose | |
| Now don' t expect any respect unless you willin to accept the simple fact you inept, you lack depth | |
| Your lyrics are rated from whack to whackest the blacklist: your whole record | |
| Run and practice and hone you craft | |
| Cause as far as i' m concerned, you gonna need skills to pass | |
| You' re an asshole | |
| Pissin on your headphones | |
| Shittin on your ball | |
| Grab your mic, c' mon lets go uh | |
| Battle to rattle your nerves and shatter your fuckin skull | |
| My mother told me not to make fun of the slow but | |
| I can' t stop until i' m done | |
| I can' t never escape the city | |
| I come from | |
| See dum dum, someone once told me that | |
| I was sent here to planet earth | |
| To claim as my turf and stick a flag in the dirt | |
| Just one of the many perks you can use when you outta this world and trouble stirs now | |
| Me, i' m a little bit different than you | |
| Test tubes, methods that | |
| I was conceived through | |
| Kill off your one time self for better or worse | |
| Designed to hate, born to lose | |
| Me, i' m a little bit different than you | |
| Test tubes, methods that | |
| I was conceived through | |
| Kill off your one time self for better or worse | |
| Designed to hate, born to lose | |
| Now when you flirt with the deconstruction your whole function' ll shut down endzone, touchdown, endgame, game over rollover, no more a' you | |
| Pistol holder should pull the pistol of who' s controllin you | |
| Methods and lessons intertwined in my sentences | |
| Lettin this ugly head right here behind all the messages | |
| To all my successors, excess it cuts like scissors but all the greatest in life since | |
| I wish you all the best wishes | |
| Computer gliches in stiches for shit about | |
| Money and bitches | |
| Hugs and kisses from my friends momma' s who are gonna miss him | |
| Listen the dead have risen this cat-aclysm is cataclysmic | |
| Apocalyptic cryptic the way | |
| I grab my mic and rip it and stick it right up your septic and let it fuckin fester and eat away at your heartbeat and never regret it | |
| I' ve been cornfed, i' m born and bred for the revolution ahead and | |
| I won' t stop till i' m dead mutha | |
| Me, i' m a little bit different than you | |
| Test tubes, methods that | |
| I was conceived through | |
| Kill off your one time self for better or worse | |
| Designed to hate, born to lose | |
| Me, i' m a little bit different than you | |
| Test tubes, methods that | |
| I was conceived through | |
| Kill off your one time self for better or worse | |
| Designed to hate, born to lose |
| zuò qǔ : Weerd Science | |
| What' s up everybody, can | |
| I come in? | |
| Why, thank you, sure is good to see you here. | |
| Check it out. | |
| My life in general is just a joke but it' s simple, cracka, broke | |
| Everyone of these stupid fucking lyrics | |
| I wrote in my notebook, put a gun to my head, that' s all folks | |
| Look, that' s all it took, easy as pie | |
| American dream, take a slice, | |
| Americans lie | |
| Americans die every day, | |
| American mothers askin | |
| American God, why? american lo-fi | |
| Gimme a high five and it ain' t easy to make change so | |
| I don' t try | |
| Home aint the same since | |
| I left so the death | |
| I gotta maintain a constant push | |
| I live inside the outside | |
| In through the out door | |
| I find I get by | |
| Whatever works hurts but still with best time left | |
| I spit with acid breath | |
| You muthafuckas best check who you laughin' with | |
| Me, i' m a little bit different than you | |
| Test tubes, methods that | |
| I was conceived through | |
| Kill off your one time self for better or worse | |
| Designed to hate, born to lose | |
| Me, i' m a little bit different than you | |
| Test tubes, methods that | |
| I was conceived through | |
| Kill off your one time self for better or worse | |
| Designed to hate, born to lose | |
| Now don' t expect any respect unless you willin to accept the simple fact you inept, you lack depth | |
| Your lyrics are rated from whack to whackest the blacklist: your whole record | |
| Run and practice and hone you craft | |
| Cause as far as i' m concerned, you gonna need skills to pass | |
| You' re an asshole | |
| Pissin on your headphones | |
| Shittin on your ball | |
| Grab your mic, c' mon lets go uh | |
| Battle to rattle your nerves and shatter your fuckin skull | |
| My mother told me not to make fun of the slow but | |
| I can' t stop until i' m done | |
| I can' t never escape the city | |
| I come from | |
| See dum dum, someone once told me that | |
| I was sent here to planet earth | |
| To claim as my turf and stick a flag in the dirt | |
| Just one of the many perks you can use when you outta this world and trouble stirs now | |
| Me, i' m a little bit different than you | |
| Test tubes, methods that | |
| I was conceived through | |
| Kill off your one time self for better or worse | |
| Designed to hate, born to lose | |
| Me, i' m a little bit different than you | |
| Test tubes, methods that | |
| I was conceived through | |
| Kill off your one time self for better or worse | |
| Designed to hate, born to lose | |
| Now when you flirt with the deconstruction your whole function' ll shut down endzone, touchdown, endgame, game over rollover, no more a' you | |
| Pistol holder should pull the pistol of who' s controllin you | |
| Methods and lessons intertwined in my sentences | |
| Lettin this ugly head right here behind all the messages | |
| To all my successors, excess it cuts like scissors but all the greatest in life since | |
| I wish you all the best wishes | |
| Computer gliches in stiches for shit about | |
| Money and bitches | |
| Hugs and kisses from my friends momma' s who are gonna miss him | |
| Listen the dead have risen this cat-aclysm is cataclysmic | |
| Apocalyptic cryptic the way | |
| I grab my mic and rip it and stick it right up your septic and let it fuckin fester and eat away at your heartbeat and never regret it | |
| I' ve been cornfed, i' m born and bred for the revolution ahead and | |
| I won' t stop till i' m dead mutha | |
| Me, i' m a little bit different than you | |
| Test tubes, methods that | |
| I was conceived through | |
| Kill off your one time self for better or worse | |
| Designed to hate, born to lose | |
| Me, i' m a little bit different than you | |
| Test tubes, methods that | |
| I was conceived through | |
| Kill off your one time self for better or worse | |
| Designed to hate, born to lose |
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