Twisted Science Cypherz

[Twisted Science]

Gawd massages noggens with thoughts that cut off oxygen like Glock shots, I rob my own accomplices / blunted, my stanzas release grunge shit that stunts cliques like emptied gun clips / funds get misappropriated, take it back to Mason-Dixon, Satan ‘n’ Nixon / I smoke weed ‘n’ womanize like William Clinton, tha rap game’s filled with millions of bitches / I’ve been conditioned to spit tha rawness, mystic like Egyptian Gods is , I sleep in Transylvanian coffins / Pyrex pots rock up my thoughts, exhale tha marijuana exhaust, katana chops lop off extremities / cancerous AIDS patients ain’t as sick as me, doper than methamphetamine mixed with heroin / when tha needle barrows in, rap fiends feel relief, spread Knolege as tha main system of beliefs…

[Twisted Science]

expedite these parables from my oracle, Iris tha Terrible cherishes crimewaves cuz Crime Pays Everything Around ME / snort a ounce of amphetamine ‘n’ remain drowsy, Ks spray when my mouth bleeds rivulets /citizens get injured when my temper’s lit like molotovs, kick JayZ ‘n’ Kanye off their throne cuz Science poses threat, controllin’ vocal drones sendin’ poems that’s tone deaf so fresh / I’d attack EM if I had to, spillin’ Ragu Out his chest when Gawd stabs duke in tha breastplate / thoughts belong in a septic tank like grimy breakbeats dug out tha crates / curate pure hate perma-nate that permeates into veins by way of the airways ‘n’ closes tracheas esophagus / clogged nostrils from too much coke snuffed, poke holes in homeboys throat, it’s time to close your eyelids ‘n’ let your soul float up, Knolege Gawd stays flame like Satan’s angels, Lost Angels / tha God’s job is to scoff man’s laws ‘n’ cause pain to lamebrains, spit Knolege of tha mental plane / point it out like Herve Villechaiz, poignant voiceprint gets insured by Lloyd’s of London like J.lo’s butt did / gushes flood when my tongue licks ‘n’ I remain thrustin’ long after I busted / call me Miloco cuz I’m double nutted, travel astrally fuckin’ Victoria Angel sluts / tie their wrists ‘n’ grip their ankles, flip it ‘n’ smack Tyra Banks’ ass till it turns purple, orgy Mila Kunis ‘n’ Topanga from Boy Meets World, goys ‘n’ shicksas, Earths ‘n’ devout Muslims, I’ll fuck Hindus ‘n’ atheists cuz every type got a tasty clit, Science dick thick like 6 Ginsus / what I script y’all should chop ‘n’ sniff, dopamine endorphins get snarkled, mixed with oxygen, Gawd Bawdy Knolege accosts tha populous ‘n’ really gives a Goddamn what you thought of him, carryin’ pics of Twist in tha golden locket in your shirt
pocket / Milo gives you tha gasface like Serch ‘n’ Pete Nice, lost, dumb, deaf ‘n’ blind cuz like your fake chain, you think Jesus Christ flesh was White / turn out tha light ‘n’ say Science name 3 times, I’ll still be in tha pen but your verbal virginity’ll get swiped / 6 ounces yet Science astounds for Knowledge ‘n’ Wisdom, Understand my thoughts is kinky but my bodies’ follicles stay straight / philosophies can’t break like XY double helix, send this vicious dart directed at you fake rapper’s solar-plexus ‘n’ Twist’s rhymes’ll leave your fleshes infected with bumps / speed up your b.p.m.’s, you should flee when hear me approach cuz you’d get thrown out tha cipher for your suspect lyric / blunts ‘n’ meth make a featured appearance, eat words then regurgitate ‘n’ purge a long-ass verse/ thoughts revolve counter-clockwise like tha 3rd planet, physically Caucasoid but I was taught by the Asiatics / traumatic scholastics get drafted ‘n’ my ill idiomatic syntax damages Hewlett Packards / undisputed, Knolege Gawd Science al-Sayyid is tha rap master, Ibrahim Ishmael Jacob God ‘n’ Asher, pure rap, add an “E”, I rape mixtape cassettes ‘n’ CDs / Wayne wishes he could be me, fake-ass ninja sayin’ he hates NYC yo / but that’s where he stole his steez from, ‘n’ also, that’s where tha game started at, I sneeze harder bars than his crab-ass / he spits sentences while Science serves ‘em, go find sanctuary in a Catholic church / sorta like priests tryin’ to keep their gay emotions under wraps, but their out attackin’ innocent children, their scandals remainin’ hidden by archdiocese, all them bastards already got tha Mark of tha Beast on their hands / snort 6 sextillion grams ‘n’ join tha spirits, void your cheery shit flamboyant / raid your camp via noises, lookin’ at your girlfriend cuz she got a hella chunky-chunk ‘n’ she double-jointed plus she ain’t got a gag reflex, tha God might holler at her homegirl cuz she got jet Black flesh, just tell her I’m long enough to touch her tonsils ‘n’ I’m a cunning linguist / tha most pekid Rap Geezus, Hip Hop MCs deplete arenas when word of mouth, tha Words of G-O-D feed thru tha speakers / I carry ink crosses in Jerusalem ‘n’ my caustic thoughts get buried with tha God,Twisted Science rises in 3 days like Easter, I got many scars believe me, flesh wounds on wigs is bleeders / believe me, test Science like Petri dishes ‘n’ placebos in control groups, souls is blunted ‘n’ I’m holdin’ tha biscuit loaded with rap’s inoculation, just go back ‘n’ crystalize tha rhyme so you could sniff it / energize tha holy minded with verses, I curse tha evil ‘n’ wicked with diabetes insipidus / while the idiotic insipid transmutate into demonic creatures, call on the androgynous angelic fleet / I beat words like snares ‘n’ bass, skeet up in your hair ‘n’ cake it on your face / praises to al-Sayyid, tha greatest MC since R-Z-A, bars get charred, fuck tha charts / if I need CREAM, gimme tha scarve cuz Gawd ain’t scared of another charge, yo – I stay starved…

[Twisted Science]

when God bless, these thoughts flex complex like Chinese characters in bronze text, send MCs to convalescence / destined to leave a capital “M” on the essence, I spit pen to paper ‘n’ your ears get molested / pineal calcified like pectin, hang you with your own intestines, witness my ascent / from my Timbs to my noggen, I represent Knolege, olive branches get snapped, rampantly tangents is splashed from tha thought graduate, Gods broaden tha bandwidth with solvent rap that solves contaminants / call the ambulance, MCs jet like guns clappin’, just imagine that my passion is crumb snatchin’ / candidly I brandish verbal snacks like finger sandwiches, reverbs reversed, student becomes tha teacher / send you to Cedar Sinai with my cyanide rhymes, I’m heavyweight ‘n’ you’re diet time…

[Twisted Science]

hellbent on bein’ hellsent yet hell does not exist, tha mentally frail get pissed at my intelligence / compelled to spit how I excel in existence, lift tha veil heavyweight like digital scales ‘n’ 4 pound biscuits / sword tha sound, it drips rivulets, vocal cords is slit by my sentences / sentenced to 16 bars scarved with tha ill way I spit it / I double dribble what I’m scribblin’, attentive even with attention deficit, my expletives leave you shook like epileptics / flowin’ like brooks gushin’, elusive, a thought student, grams of Peruvian I snoot till reality’s loosened, MCs want me to join their crews so I could school them / rap academics exceed past capacities of average MCs’ laboratories’ sorry-ass productions / corruption erupts outta heated discussions regarding post ashes to dust shit / throats get cut quick, toasts bust ruckus with thug ruffians, fake ninjaz couldn’t stomach this/ couplets cause disruption, brushes with Death, I survive with styles that’s coveted / 3 Mile Isle steez, radioactive, attack tha radio sporadic, splash kids like Crispus Attucks / gestures raise conjectures of fine textures, burn your flesh with David Koresh words…

[Twisted Science]

double-murder tha track ‘n’ rhyme, maximize how I max crime like I got a axe to grind / grab her ass from behind, capsize how you approach tha wax with those facsimiles / Milo’s math attacks infinite infamy, heat increases with intensity, bitch ninjaz fuck up tha game preemptively / I’m lookin’ for a White bitch that looks like Coco ‘n’ Kimberly, plus a Rhode’s scholar / temporal lobes, offensive poems loaded like cuatros locked ‘n’ loaded, a hole’s put in your nose like you put too much snow in it, footnotes kept close, I have episodes where my vocal tone lets go…

[Twisted Science]

from the essence thru tha testicle, to physical presence on tha terrestrial, psychologic prophet like Mohammed sonnets / dark thoughts like obsidian ‘n’ onyx, baggy genetic code threatened ‘n’ promised, fed off kosher bread ‘n’ water shit / ogre tha track with telekinesis, good fellas ‘n’ hood felons, tha soul controller is tha cognizant / are you scared to death? I can’t wait to catch the astral plane travel 1-way ticket, till I return conveyed Scientific filet tha minds of tha wicked, free tha minds of the ignorant / my pen strikes ‘n’ slows tha time-space continuum like Einstein, Stephan Hawking, Carl Sagan ‘n them / lit foliage tapped in ashtrays / like pagan solstice celebrations, roll up my rhymes ‘n’ put ‘em in my nose, they keep my throat frozen yo, fuck toast, I carry loaves ‘n’ I always keep ‘em loaded…

[Twisted Science]

half of y’all should never even’ve been in tha game, so how could you retire from it? get tha new Science up in your brain / am I tha rap Geezus Khryst or is this tha Life of Brian? Knolege tha wisest heisted rhymes that’s been wronged or should they be rewrited? a microphone tyrant, outta sight outta mind like homos ‘n’ vaginas / I wrote a rhyme on the inside of my eyelids ‘n’ I still get tha words wrong God / I pervert a song, 6 ounce brain, 6 inches long, thicker than 6 snickers, wickeder than an inverted cross / I hold tha pen sideways with a black kerchief on, the illest verbalist burgallin’ / I make tha world stop circlin’, cock block girly men with brute force, many methods I abuse when I snort / my gift is dual-edged like swords, mind reflect shiny till tha day of my death…

[Twisted Science]

empty tha 4-5th out tha horsewhip, swords is pens, adorn scores of vocal ornaments / families sport black orchids in belov-ed memory of last century ‘n’ millennium past / memories lapse of rap authenticities had, pullin’ my leg like Stephan King in Misery / scripted, symphonies is slappin’ closed fisted, Milo’s livid cuzza your clique’s flows insipid ignorance / Science is tha template of existence of a true lyricist, my Jewish hubris is fluent in rewritin’ lyric blueprints, flip tha 9 into a 6, ounces, Einstein type of Pyrex rhymes / my flesh is grime ‘n’ gritty, my mind is like tha Sistine times 16 / your validity is hella shifty, my benedictions is spent out semis, I’m tha God, reverse tha Benji…

[Twisted Science]

Knolege’s conduit for God blessin’ is Gawd’s essence, pause for effect ‘n’ I cause question / flawless octaves get plotted, poetics slammed out tha pocket, I go back to Mike Myers, SNL ‘n’ Sprockets / Nealon ‘n’ Carvey as Hans ‘n’ Frans, you girly-men is squirrels ‘n’ hear who tha Gawd is / cockblock tha entire world cuz I ain’t gettin’ any, aim 16s like semis, heavyweight like hemis / I see a mic, it’s like gimme gimme, Science is Twisted ‘n’ rednecks stay hangin’ big ninjaz down in Memphis vicious ‘n’ ignorant type status, send kites to tha grand dragon about how it’s on site how I’ma smash him, put a flag on his file, attack like Ryu, Blanca or Guile / katana extremities off ‘n’ leave ‘em in a pile, rile up energy ‘n’ unleash tha rap bible viral…

[Twisted Science]

aye yo halfway crabs get stabbed by fact, scholastically, my sporadic grammatics is scattered like Black’s ashes after cremation, attack you bastards tenacious, plan rap assassinations like JFK’s brain fragments landed in Jackie Onassis lap set up by tha Central Intelligence Agency, if you’re intelligent, you’d be afraid of me, I stay esoteric like tha Jesuits ‘n’ Ignatius, pasty like Julio Iglesias, Meticulously Create prose / aim coke to go up your nose like oxygen, antiswag gathers no moss, amniocentesis embryos / I draw line segments ‘n’ have tha geometric answers for questions that ain’t never been asked / a barbarian slash verbal savage gets punch-drunk such as Cassius, spirits stay bent, kickin’ it with Bacchus, bust out tha glass pipe, my Baccalaureate degree honors Gawd’s Knolege status…

[Twisted Science]

I meat cleave your greed ‘n leave your wig with cleavage, I’m genius ‘n’ I couldn’t care less about that CREAM shit / outspit Science, you know you dreamed it, pekid vocal demon, bringin’ behemoth grievance / cover your head like Sikhs ‘n’ tha Holy Spirit, I’m fearless ‘n cheerless, cut myself ‘n’ stay tearless / I leave ears bloody like brain periods ‘n inhale nasal irritants / votes accumulate like Deukmejian ‘n’ Riordan, a true lyricist brusin’ schemes like pyramids / fuck all you sportin’ beards ‘n’ shit, I stay goateed with a mustache yo, wicked like jealous cherubims…

[Twisted Science]

tha roof of tha booth’s got mirrors so I could watch myself spit, script my lines with a iron felt tip / I’m like a 9 millimeter rhyme zealot, a true to heart crime felon, mind like Magellan / not even in my prime but when I spit I get dimes from Spelman University / I’m like a throwback yo but I ain’t from Jersey, I ain’t concerned with eternity, a verbal pervy /assert semi-auto slurs that perforate your turf ‘n’ free mental slaves ‘n’ indentured servants / word is bond yo, words turn me on like hoes that got thick butts ‘n’ twerk ‘em / I stay alert ‘n’ shoot 1st with an approved verse, fuck rap music this is strap music / I splash you wack clueless kids with phat Jewish shit, neglect tha Vaseline or any ass lubricant…

[Twisted Science]

I inflict aversions to your worthless versions of verses, throw you in internments like Germans / you hold tha mic but it’s superfluous like orgasms to virgins or Scientific facts to a religious person / grab tha 4-5th ‘n’ enforce Knolege most can’t grasp even when fed to them in baby portions / I stay True to tha Square, yet I’m Gawd Cyphah with trife words circulated, my pen scripts hatred / tha bulletproof bubblegoose keeps me insulated, now it’s time for mental penetration, I lace spliffs with temporal intimidation / imperial spherical lyrical king like Herod, nickel gleams make you perish…

[Twisted Science]

my benedictions is pompous like Pontius that leave ninjaz jaundice, I rock tha mic with no accomplice / my cyanide rhymes leave tha scent of almonds behind / you median mediocre medium MCs is blind ‘n’ deaf / I’m oh so fresh, causin’ more flame than David Koresh, my sword is death ‘n’ I’m more G than Nike Cortez / I slice heads off, with a fake accent like Chekov, more gassed up than Exxon / wax on, wax off, tha rap God Science is lord of the underground like tha Black God Osiris / from tha straight hair on my chin up to tha color of my iris, I’m dominantly recessive, tha common denominator, I work with faith so Fate must be paid 1st / equate tha ratio, how I enunciate with my stiffy up her bum, it made her tummy ache / the incumbent runs in dumpin’, on beat with tha drum machine ‘n’ sampler SP-1200…

[Twisted Science]

I bring extra clips ‘n’ sling 4 elements, my Hip Hop is a Christ descendant, I heist your heart with 16 bars ‘n’ Sistine Chapel art / my scholastic academics splash ninjaz ‘n’ choke ‘em with they own arms/ my poems throw slogans in slow motion ‘n’ tha bowl stays loaded, my cutthroat rap style heeds omens/ I’ll snort speed till my obits, no Trojans, hoes gargle tha demon semon that comes up out my scrotum / poetic justice is served cold, net tha grosses corrosive, you get Auto-Immune Deficiency Syndrome-like ailments in 200 of your bones / my grown folk rap steezo quenches my Hip Hop libido / I invitro fertilize when I verbalize how worlds collide ‘n’ girls get high when they suck me like mosquitos ‘n’ my nuts bustin’ skeet up in their eyes / I’m on tha cusp of pure hatred for club patrons with thuggery cadence in how I rhyme…