SCIENTISTS & ENGINEERS

[Intro: Eryn Allen Kane & Future]

Ooh, hey-hey-hey, ooh, hey (Yeah)

Ooh, hey, ooh, hey

Standin' in the rain (Standin' in the rain)

Washin' all my sins (Washin' all my–)

And the streets ain't the same

They spin one time, they'll spin again (Spin again, spin again)

Go make love to an angel (Make love)

While the devil in my head

[Verse 1: André 3000 & Eryn Allen Kane]

Communication comin' in

Too much that I can't communicate with all of them

I do wish I had scientist or engineer friends

Let's go, get out of here, petrol is cheaper than it's ever been

And then, who's to say when all would end?

All I know is whеn the portrait painted bettеr have your portion of the rent

A dollar more and you will get upgraded

When you've think you've made it, you are then

Just tolerated, overrated

Hope I'm eighty when I get my second wind

Small potatoes all I ate before potato chips would cut my corner lips

Operator, operator, I would pray that you connect me to a sip

Of sangria, Zambia, camera cameo, hand me a handful of hips

A stamina stampede of happily happenings, dabblin' into obliv-ion, neon, beyond the ambiance

Be honest, you promised that you will live

Do summers ever forget?

Pajamas feel like a kid, cucumber will make her drip

Do jump on it, hit a split, hookahs don't really do shit

Duke Ellington in this bitch, rebelling is like an itch, oh

I'ma live, I'ma live forever

[Verse 2: Future & Eryn Allen Kane]

Yeah, diamonds shaped like a tear drop

I got the streets in a headlock

Fly just like a skydiver

Spirit, I can get man-slaughtered

Suicide door on the Range Rover

Dependin' on the time I was layin' up

I could've been wearin' an animal

Pull up and get at you in a Lambo

When it gets hard, nigga took a gamble (Take a gamble)

Tryna avoid cameras, breakin' my heart tryna avoid cameras

I keep shit loaded like a bando (Loaded like a bando)

Learned how to turn a trap house to a mansion

Watched me watch the world take my pain and balance it

It's better to be an outcast in a world of envious (Oh, yeah)

White socks, FILA flip flop, Chanel vintage 'til infinity

I'ma live, I'ma live forever

[Verse 3: Killer Mike]

Music, computers and robbers and looters

And looters with shooters, and shooters with Rugers

And shooters with Rugers, CDs with my tooters

And my tutors taught me a terrible miracle

You can lie, cheat and still kill in America

Be celebrated like Captain America

Fuck it, I'm with it, let's get it

This nigga and niggress and Bentley valetin' in Lenox

Man, I'm a villain with children

So I'm never chillin', I gotta make millions

I used to be dope with the dealin'

But that got a ceilin' and we know the usual endin'

And niggas get rich and go bitch and go fail and go snitch

And then fuck up they family and friends

Me, I go to Germany, earn me a couple of millions

Return with a couple of Benzes

Or go to Brazil and just kick it and chill

'Til I'm over the hill and still fuckin' on women

The world got no mercy, so I had to show 'em

Like Percy with me, it just can't be no limit

A hundred percentage authentic, see I got no gimmicks

So I ain't protectin' no image

My style original, pivotal, it's goin' digital

Niggas you like is a mimic

I am a menace that's movin' on vengeance

I promise my opp that my anger is endless

It ain't enough that I took out my opp and his block

We burned down his whole fuckin' village

Did it with smile, not a grimace

It was my pleasure to see that this fuck nigga finished

If you get offended, then fuck it, my nigga

I'm with it, I'm hittin', let's get this shit in it

Back of the club, the immaculate thug

With bottles of bub' and some asses to rub

Look at me bitch, look at me, look at me bitch

Look at the crook in me bitch

Look at me hit you with crooked D

Now I got you walkin' crookedly, they should be bookin' me

They should be bookin' me, know that they won't

I am Theolonius Monk in a donk

Kickin' that jazz, collectin' my bag

I'm talkin' milli', ain't talkin' Vanilli

Had to get that hatin' nigga from near me

I do not move like a regular Joe

I am not moved by no regular hoe

I do not wish for no regular life

I did not marry a regular wife

You think that I'm losin'? You smokin' a pipe

[Outro: Eryn Allen Kane & Future]

I'ma live, I'ma live forever

They don't make 'em like this

I'ma live, I'ma live forever

Send some security

Standin' in the rain (Just take me away)

Washin' all my sins (Washin' all my–)

The streets ain't the same

They spin one time, they'll spin again

I'ma live, I'ma live forever

Go make love to an angel

I'ma live, I'ma live forever

While the devil in my head

Devil's in my head