[Historical accuracy is only partial] [All spelling errors are to distinguish phonetics] Yo, yo, yo Lissen up real good, MC Firbozz got tha mike, Gonna show the otha fools there skills be those of a tyke I got lotzza cool rhymes commin' outta my mouth I be rappin' from the back of Chrystler Plymouth
Now I was runnin' 'round the town, now, just the otha day When onnama homies in da hood rolled up and said, "Hey!" I wanted to find out about the periodic table And he knew I was smart, so he though I might be able
To tell him 'bout the story of how it got made Dmitri Mendeleev, a gazillion tonnes he did weight Came up with the idea before standardization of vodka And beat down all of tha fools with a platinum rod Ha!
He made up the table to organize elements He was a scientist, he didn't get all into lame sentiments He predicted the qualities of others He knew that he would prove right and turn haters to lovers
It later got revised by a man called Seaborg Not cyborg; Seaborg, assimilated by the Borg But that's another story bein'n told in other hood So he tipped for my time like a good rolla should
The moral of the story is really quite clear Don't be believin' the crazys if their ideas seem queer Don't demote yourself to flippin' burgers cookin' fries Y'know Mendeleev went on to standardize... VODKA! (at 40% alc/vol.)
Im a white boy but my neck is red i put miracle whip on my wonderbread my face is pale and ive never been in jail so all i ever do is save up so i can bail how many people have a shot 2000 yeah but halogunner happens to be my hero i was raised on a farm and i was born with no rythem theAKguy happens to be my uncle and i like to hang with him i cant dance i wear baggy pants my middle names lance my grandmas from france so maybe im whack cause my skin aint black but you cant talk smack because white boy just struck back haters
