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the lab rats - if you want it lyrics

[verse 1]
it’s 4 o’clock in the morning, i can’t get to sleep
i’m half+crocked, writer’s block got me locked in my seat
got an ink stain swarming on the sheet
i’m brainstorming, i got the beat but the poetry just ain’t forming
i jot the first word that occurs to me then cross it out
these nursery rhymes are in need of some surgery
urgently grab the bag of weed that reads “in case of emergency”
i shouldn’t get high, but it wouldn’t hurt to be
this verse is irking me, i need a new perspective on reflections of the thoughts that i collect
my objеctive is perfection whеn i step to this microphone and check, like
yo, one two one two, hi, how do you do?
i’m the rootinest tootinest student secluded like buddhists
the rudest, drop flows like clothes off a nudist
when i rock shows, holding my jock, watch how my stock grows
god knows when i explode we gonna clock dough
rack it in, lock it up, sip on my vodka cup
as i conceive another groove watch me knock it up
pass me a blunt so that i can cough and puff
clear my head of all these cobwebs
rock it off the cuff on some raunchy stuff
never enough, what a feeling when i’m chilling meka leka hi climbing on the ceiling
revealing some sk!lls that are ill enough to make you ask a friend
for aspirin tablets, grab ’em, then have to ask again

[chorus]
if you want it man i know where you can get it
if you got it then you already know just how we did it yo
and if you want it man i know where you can get it
if you got it then you already know
[verse 2]
yo i’m the van gogh of lyricists, put your ear to this
let me make it clear, my material is delirious
it’s fear and loathing, the smell of beer on my clothing
‘less the cops know that i’ve been popping strobes and it’s showing
malaprope [?] rapping acrobatic
i rip the sp+ce and time fabric just to start static
chase the white rabbit when those mad hatter doses climb my spine like a ladder
my habitat is psychosis
can’t even focus, sh+t, i was high when i wrote this
i grabbed the mic while the pen glided
it was like hocus pocus
the spoken words the dopest for all intents and purposes
it’s wordsmith witchcraft, verbs are f+cking merciless
but worse than this i downed a bourbon [?] to cure my nervous twitch
in surf suburbia disturbing urban myths
i be blurting verses in first person and cursing improvision
like helen keller, man, i smell what i envision
it’s a funky track, like herbert huncke on the smack, monkey on my back
we bringing flavour that the others lack

[chorus]
and if you want it man i know where you can get it
if you got it then you already know just how we did it yo
and if you want it man i know where you can get it
if you got it then you already know
[verse 3]
alright if i was invisible, the first thing i would do is hit the girls’ locker room at the gym
play some pocket pool
then i’d split, get some ecstasy for fun
sit next to donald rumsfeld and dose his pepsi one
once his hair was spun, i’d hit that 51 area
free all the aliens create mass hysteria
i’d tie mariah carey’s hair to my camaro
drag her ass half the way to rio de janeiro, yo
people would stare, man, not seeing who was driving
try to report the crime but not be able to describe it (uh, i think he had red hair)
if i could travel through time i’d go to 1959
with all the beatles songs, be like yo these are mine (i wrote these)
i’d pass out brown acid to the masses at woodstock be like
“dude, you guys look too blasted”
i’d go to dallas, stand on the grassy knoll
flash jackie onassis then hit the ground and roll
i’d go to 1994, knock on kurt cobain’s door
and leave a bulletproof helmet up on his front porch
i’d be in line screaming “burn, bundy, burn!” back in ’89
thinking they was talking about herb
yo, i’d battle rap jack kerouac on the road
backslap elvis presley, put him back up on the commode

[chorus]
’cause you know that if you want it man i know where you can get it
if you got it then you already know just how we did it yo
and if you want it man i know where you can get it
if you got it then you already know, know what i mean?
[spoken outro]
oh, i can’t tell ya
you talk to me funny when you’re coming off drugs i’ll tell ya
what do you say we bust up this joint, huh?

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