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Lab Rat
Hip-Hop/Rap
Lab Rat was released on September 13, 2019 by SSTEEJAY as a part of the album X - EP
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AlbumX - EP
Release DateSeptember 13, 2019
LabelSSTEEJAY
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
SSTEEJAY
SSTEEJAY
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Terrell J. Smith
Terrell J. Smith
Songwriter
Stephen Gerbasi
Stephen Gerbasi
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Stephen Gerbasi
Stephen Gerbasi
Producer

Lyrics

Bust in the game, where the cash at?
Who gone come test a lab rat?
Leave you diminished, send you where the pit is
And I'll put the blade where your back at
Bust in the game, where the cash at?
Who gone come test a lab rat?
Leave you diminished, send you where the pit is
And I'll put the blade where your back at
Lab rat with a bad past but I'm past that
Class act but, I was one that they laughed at
Shut up with your trash raps, you ain't even abstract
Funny thing is I'm the one that got the last laugh
Knocking down doors asking where the cash at ****
Dummy where your stash at ****?
Hitting harder than spiked bats
When I write raps, you don't like that?
Well, lay your body where the trash at ****
Paid y'all attention, ain't peep what it cost me
But my intuition never left me rocky
Don't fuck with the vision, well come and try to stop me
I cut like incisions, ripping through your posse
Pain and passion in my DNA
I'm setting shit off, no BDK
Ain't gang related but I be with gang
They said we ain't gone make it, you'll see one day
Bust in the game, where the cash at?
Who gone come test a lab rat?
Leave you diminished, send you where the pit is
And I'll put the blade where your back at
Bust in the game, where the cash at?
Who gone come test a lab rat?
Leave you diminished, send you where the pit is
And I'll put the blade where your back at
Disguising my presence, misguided discretion
I might need a weapon to please my pride
Fighting depression, despising the questions
Inside of my head, is it peace or lies?
Psyche forsaken with false validation
And no revelation could ease my mind
Might need a minute to write down to my sinning
This pen and paper never leave my side
Heart of a saint with the mind of the reaper
I'm stark when I aim, I'm supplying the ether
I starved for this plate, and I'll die for my people
You not on our rank, so don't try to defeat us
Blood from my veins to blood on my blade
Staining the game with the bane of my rage
Love was a drug, a fix that I craved
Was drug through the mud from bricks I laid
Bust in the game, where the cash at?
Who gone come test a lab rat?
Leave you diminished, send you where the pit is
And I'll put the blade where your back at
Bust in the game, where the cash at?
Who gone come test a lab rat?
Leave you diminished, send you where the pit is
And I'll put the blade where your back at
Written by: Stephen Gerbasi, Terrell J. Smith
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