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Albert EinsteinWhen I apply my battle theory, minds are relatively blown.So take a seat Steve Oop! I see you brought your own.What’s with your voice? I can’t frickin tell.You sound like WALL-E Having sex with a Speak & SpellI’ll school you anywhere MIT to OxfordAll your fans with be like: “um, that was Hawk-ward”I’m as dope as two rappers You better be scaredCause that means Albert E=MC squaredStephen HawkingYou’ve got no idea what you’re messing with here boyI got 12 inch rims on my chair, that’s how I roll y’allYou look like someone glued a mustache on a troll dollI’ll be stretching out the rhyme, like gravity stretches timeWhen you try to put your little p-brane against this kind of mindI’m the best I’m the Snoop Dogg of ScienceI’ll be dropping mad apples on your head from the shoulder of giantsAlbert EinsteinI’m a giant whose shoulders you’d have stood on, if you can standI’ll give you a brief history of pain with the back of my handYou can’t destroy matter or me, for seriousRipping holes in you bigger than the hole in your black hole theory wasSteven HawkingLetras de cancionesThere are 10,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000 particles in the universe that we can observeYour mama took the ugly ones and put them into one nerdYou wanna bring the heat with them mushroom clouds you’re makingI’m about to bake raps from scratch, like Carl SeganAnd while it’s true That my work is based on youI’m a super computer You’re like a TI-82, Oooh! From Letras Mania