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"Einstein"[1st Verse]If you got scratchNiggaGet the fuck upThrow your hands upIf you hellaFucked upEinsteinTECH N9NETwo triple zipCrack a jawWhip 'em allIf they wanna tripLadies with the bar codesMeet me after thisMaybe you can show meThe meaning of abyssEverybody on the wallMomma is a bzzzHad her atThe BudgetelStrokingOn my dzzzThis onesFor the psychosGang bangersAnd slutsBumbs holding the pipeThoseCollege graduate fucksI feel for no foesI kill till I closeMy trapI'm ill when I flowAnd you never dozeWhen I rapTECH TECHGimme women and much alcoholAnd I'm straightEat drinkAnd be merryYo come tomorrowMight be your fateYo lookLook over thereIt's thatNigga with the hairTECH and JuanWhat a pairThe rest equalsMC squaresWhat[Hook]Who got thisMutha fucking houseOn lockWhoEinsteinHuh whatTECH N9NEDwamnWho keeps it sizzlingWho keeps it hotWhoEinstienHuh whatTECH N9NEDwamnK C Mo RollK C Mo Roll[2nd Verse]Everybody witnessMy soul sicknessIf you dig TECHWhen he's twistedThen go get thisBringing the house downWhen I rip shitLike the plates shiftedAngels come in many shadesEither drunk or liftedThe EinsteinMeaning giftedToo slick to get withTwo years agoMy shit was brokeBut now I fixed itWith the quicknessYou missed itWhen I used to roll withMisfits and NitwitsBut now who I do biz withAin't none of yo businessBlood thirstIn the church nowThe earth'sThe worstClutch your purseWhen we lurkCause we cursedFrom workTrying toParty like a mutha fuckaBroke as a jokeDon't hire meBut you arrest meWhen I'm selling my dopeSo who's the EinsteinIn N9NE N9NETECH N9NEI'm crime mindIn my primeI'm mixingOne fifty-oneWith Malibu rumAnd pineapple juiceAmong all my angelsAnd wicked onesWe're the party peopleNight and dayLiving crazy is the only wayEinsteinWhen I'm on itEinsteinRock itLike you mutha fuckers want it[Hook]Who got thisMutha fucking houseWhoEinsteinHuh whatTECH N9NEDwamnWho keeps it sizzlingWho keeps it hotWhoEinsteinHuh whatTECH N9NEDwamnK C Mo RollK C Mo Roll[3rd Verse]What do we sayTo haters off topHaters got beefThey thinking we gotWe gon get postalIf it don't stopYou can get ghostOr you can get shotGeneration XGon party till the deathAnybody trippingGettin greeted with a stretchTaking everythingAnd we're leaving nothing leftDemons gotta dieHave 'em breathing last breathsI feel thatI got willAnd I'm gon billTill I'm killedBell till I bailIf I failThen I'm gon stealWhat I willTECH is a realistRunning with killasYou better vill thisBe the witnessTo the coldestWhen I hold this dickThey break campWhen I flow thisEinstein go the ill routeThrow up your handsIf you're villed outOr if you're real saucedI told ya'll I'm coldDog I flowsAll heatI'm representingRogue DogRogue DogFifty-seventh street

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