They still ask for ID
So I show 'em my id
It's like a motherfuckin' cauldron
Without any lid
I bid high I drop the bomb low
I'm Bomer-B
Pimp Fu never skimps
He's like an imp in yer tree
And that's one hit
I'm not here to quit
And I'm too high
'Coz I'm here to die
So you can sit...down
Have another cup of joe
Hold on for your life
One down, some to go
'Coz this won't be my only
Motherfuckin' go round
I'll be here kickin' new riffs
In future surround sound
Take a little page from my book
Open your eyes and take a closer look
I'm hookin' your mouth with
A lure and some barb wire
I'm the Mad Scientist
My soul is on fire
I'm the Mad Scientist
My soul is on fire
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