[Verse 1]
Uno, Dos, Motherfucking tres it's time to flow
Scientifik's back, "Yo what is that?" Act like you know
If you attempt to diss the scientist, your a sitting duck
And if your next to the mic get out of there before your ripped up
Or simply played like lotto, see my motto's No fronts G
And those out of control will get rolled up like a blunt see
I spit the fucking fitty like I split your dome you silly
Then I take out all the black Shit Like I take out all the whack shit
I put in the word and put in the herb and then I roll it up
Before the second round your going down and won't get up
Your Flipping your lip and talking shit but you ain't saying nothin'
Prepare to get toasted like a fucking english muffin
I believe in fair play, so hey you'll get your turn too
I wasn't paying attention, oh my bad yo I burnt you
Scientifik kicking lyrics can't be taken by no other
"Are you Dope?" yo motherfucker damn Skippy peanut butter
But these brothers want to flam damn I can't understand son
Assert the other man because yo I ain't the damn one

[Hook]
I ain't the damn one
"I am not the one I got more game than Parker Brothers"
I ain't the damn one
"I am not the one I got more game than Parker Brothers
[Verse 2]
Don't try to play me like Atari sorry I never played that
Do all my shows live because my homey don't play dat
Your style is too soft you lost 'till next time
You couldn't get off if you was on a phone sex line
Don't disrespect mine, check out the next rhyme
I finished the album, you was stuck on your next line
America's most B-L-U-N-T-E-D, your lyrics is ghost that means empty to me g
You little Bee Gee, stick with John Travolta
Me being whack, picture that with a Minolta
The scientific man plans the soul songs
You pick the wrong hand and like bam! you get rolled on
You better learn that n***as burn when I get ill shit
I'll make a n***a look like fire marshall Bill
So you see the scientifics, not the one to beat dick
Dope from the prefix your album needs a remix
So won't you call my man Rhythm N***a Joe yo
But don't you try to flam I ain't nobodies ho

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
If I was Let's Make A Deal g, you'd have the wrong door
If I was a building, you'd be up on the wrong floor
You get the picture, hope it hit ya' cause I ain't the one
And if you didn't, listen kid because I'm painting one
For all you sorry saps who cannot rap you need some lessons
Come off it (?) back you couldn't rap myself some Christmas presents
You lack the essence that it takes to be a bull dog
And if I wasn't you I wouldn't have no pull dog
But when it comes to having pull I never been a failure
Matter of fact black I'm pulling like a tractor trailer
See all the skins are moving in because I'm getting paid
But if you take away the P all I got left is AIDS
And I ain't going O-U-T L-I-K-E T-H-A-T
That's simply how it's got to be, that's how I'm living g
And if you couldn't spell I said I wasn't going out like that
And everything was right, rewind it spell it back
So who you telling black?, I'm the one you gelling black
Thinking of rebelling cause your album isn't selling jack
I couldn't stand what you can't understand son
Assert the other man because yo I ain't the damn one
[Hook]