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Biochemical Equation (Produced by RZA) - Rza
Tempted by the sins of life the pleasures of lust
With wild imaginings that you can't discuss
Oh the flesh is weak it's a struggle for feast
It's a daily conflict between man and beast
We strive for God and a better tomorrow
Still suffering from the unforgettable sorrow
Repent from thy sins son and walk these straight
Stop talking all that trash boy and spark these straight
Evicted by the pressures of life at every vital point

Still I wouldn't give an oint'
Or flinch an inch or pitch a pinch
Off the pie or every try to try your winch
Confronted by the devil himself and stay strong
You think you can take the King now meet Kong

Strong as the base of a mountain there's no counting
How many MC's have sprung from our fountain
Fifty thousand year process to make this combination
I'm not giving mine away to Satan
Although I know that he's awaiting
To get a hold of my biochemical equation
I'mma slip him son I'mma dip him son
When I catch the drop on him I'mma clip him son
Fifty thousand year process to make this combination
Ninety nine elements biochemical manifestation
I'm not giving mines away to Satan
Although I know that he's awaiting
I'mma slip him son I'mma dip him son
When I catch the drop on him I'mma clip him son

Bet oc' straight to the head with the pet rock
At least till I can get from out this booth
It's like a sweat box
Trained a few bars of head nodding throw us a stack
Pants militant sawed up like linen bobbing bonus pack
Invest in the first B boy kid show
Life on skid row with jive talking negro's
He wear his beard like a frizzly haired grizzly
And kept his appearances exquisitely rare where is he
Is he in the backyard or on your front porch
Or standing in the corner of the club with the blunt torched
You're soft they say he rhyme like he starving
And sold odds and bob kins to old gods and goblins

Valley adjust a pest and your worst best friend
Who mending with space time fabric like polyester blend
Not a hobby for no body lead less from men
Or sloppy like the rest of them they probably need estrogen

Yo yo drunk or sober son don't lose your composure
Semi off the Remy mixed with Henny Moet demi'
Underneath the passenger seat son tuck the semi'
Israeli issued automatic black pistol
The cop with the flashlight chew gum as he whistle
Tapped on the glass roll it down fast
License registration addressed to your lab
They made insurance the reason why I pulled you over
'Cuz the way you were swerving sir you can't be sober
Have you been drinking
Breathe into the breathalyzer
Get out the car please follow this exerciser
Put one finger on your nose now from heel to toe
Walk in a straight line ten paces down the road

My homeboy Kano used to do the mashed potato
On cartwheels and then spin house like whirled tornado
That used to chase the light
But son he will always save you
Becoming pump blows and make beats inside my basement
Drunk or sober never lose your composure
Stress on the brain 'cause pain and stomach ulcers
If you can't understand then come closer
We civilize the uncivilized 'cuz we supposed to
Drunk or sober never lose your composure
Might give your hand black man stand as a soldier
Stress on the brain 'cause pain and stomach ulcers
If you can't understand then come closer