Alba s touto skladbou:
Season 1,
When I apply my battle theory
minds are relatively blown
so take a seat Steve
oop, I see you brought your own
what´s whit your voice?
I can´t frickin tell
you sound like WALL-E
having sex with a Speak & Spell
I´ll school you anywhere
MIT to Oxford
all your fans will be like
"um, that was a Hawk-ward"
I´m as dope as two rappers
you better be scared
cause that means Albert E
equals M C squared
You´ve
got no idea
what you´re messing with here boy
I got 12 inch rims on my chair
thaht´s how I roll y´all
you look like someone glued
a mustache on a troll doll
I´ll be stretching out the rhyme
like graviry stretches time
when you try to put your little p-brane
against this kind of mind
I´m the best
I´m the snoop dogg of science
I´ll be dropping mad apples on your head
from the shoulders of giants
I´m the gian whose shoulders
you´d have stood on
if you could stand
I´ll give you a brief history of pain
with the back of my hand
you can´t destroy matter or me
for serious
ripping holes in you
bigger than the hole
in your black hole theory was
there are ten milion milion milion milion milion milion milion milion milion
particles in the universe
that we can observe
your mama took the ugly ones
and put them into one nerd
you wanna bring the heat
with the mushroom clouds you´re making
I´m about to bake raps from scratch
like Carl Sagan
and while it´s true
that my work is based on you
I´m a super computer
you´re like a TI-82
