Psych Theme

In between the lines there's a lot of obscurity. I'm not inclined to resign to maturity. If it's all right, then you're all wrong, But why bounce around to the same down song? You'd rather run when you can't crawl. I know, you know, that I'm not telling the truth. I know, you know, they just don't have any proof. Embrace the deception, learn how to bend, Your worst inhibitions tend to psych you out in the end. In the realm of complements there isn't any higher than, A fabricated misdirection fashioned by a liar. You think you hate, all that you love, Acting so surprised when it fits you like a glove. If you want to find the answers, then I offer a solution. I'm the one who's got a dose of healthy disillusion. If it's a game yeah, you wanna play. You better load the dice cus' they'll do it anyway, but, You'd rather run when you can't crawl. I know, you know, that I'm not telling the truth. I know, you know, they just don't have any proof. Embrace the deception, learn how to bend, Your worst inhibitions, they'll psych you out in the end. I know you know. I know you know. I know you know. I know you know.

(Lord Lhus) You don't wanna step we f*cking you up I'm with the click now - in T.Dot Running em up Hit you wit sick styles Comin' for your daughters and sons with a crew of hits But I'm the father of your style wit a gun, get ammunition I can never be stopped, you can never take my spot But you can get shot, ask about me on the block It's the one real as Lhus, never faking to fuck It be like some killin ... in the face of a chump This is murder rap, the rebirth of raw music We connect in T.O with Reel Wolf and Tom Vujcic A nuisance - spark marijuana everyday It's Lord Lhus, South Carolina born and raised ... mutha fucka! (Sean Strange) I'm a New York giant, attackin your front line With a shotgun clappin have you gaggin on blood trife? My click will give the morgue another toe to tag Chop you up and stuff your head into the bowling bag Show the flag - prepare for Global Domination Control the population, never fold to confrontation I'm doper than a bundle if you dare to try Better know I got the shovel and a bag of lines My names Sean - the true product of the Creep Code No matter what my heart will forever be cold Through the jungle my people keep lurkin Cousin Pat to the death - the fuckin' Street Urchin We keep the heat burstin' (J Nyce) They gon' kill us, nah, we gon' kill them We're not guerillas, we just real men Real killers gripping heaters 'till your steel bends Real recognize real, but I don't hear them End of the world, end of the road, disappearing Hanging from the end of the rope, this is where it ends My friends were informants saying they were??? They got me in a sting like a nest full of hornets I'm not going to the bing, I'm going to war with The Canadian government, judges and lawyers I think God is sitting back, watching and enjoying this Destroy this - J Nyce hit the button, the missile deployed with (Sicknature) Sicknature part of the goons, Stompin' platoons Ya'll get entombed if ya'll interrupting We barge into this game with the marvelous move Your better off embarking for doom I fuck your image up like a tattoo artist on shrooms I ain't stoppin' for less - Think because I'm sick You'll be stuck in the bed with dickfaces Cuz I'm fucked in the head We could release this - the reaper deceases; Eager to eat this A beast that's quick at snatching your chain Leavin' you pieceless Sinister with prominent wishes - Stoppin your business Shit is in re like you got your eye popped with the spinach Got immaculate plans - Used to chill in Copenhagen Now I'm crashing through the gates of your city Like a battering Ram (Shallow Pockets) Total the damage, I've broken the planet, awoke in a panic So much for granted - you don't understand it ...chrome and the cannon... Brought a gun to the show - they should've pat me down Dead bodies on the floor - hope you happy now Now the cops on the phone tryin' to talk down Won't let the hostage go but I'll let off a round Take over the globe - take over your town Vancouver to Scotia - I hear you loud Cop dope when the price is down Look at your head it got a price on it now Livin' the life that you writing about Seek Pockets and the lights went out!

Psych Ward In'm with the Psych Ward I be coolin' in a Psych Ward I got some niggas in the Psych Ward And they be totin' right for us We tote 40s with the 30s, piped all Make them pipes bite y'all You gon' need insurance, Geico, aye In a Psych Ward you see A bunch of crazy muthafuckas Go on Glo Gang territory, you'll see A bunch of anti-380 muthafuckas And they gon' blast They ain't gon' let yo ass get past And they gon' hop up in 'them cars and do the dash Like I taught 'em Bitch, I'm Almighty Sosa Bitch, you can call me Almighty Sosa Cuz I get cheese My niggas in the streets droppin' G's The only grand that I like is Ben Franklin, broccoli and cheese And I'm crazy like they want me to be Bitch you crazy I make bitches go insane, aye My wrist look crazy And my necklace go insane, aye My earrings crazy Don't make this pistol go insane Tryna to rob Almighty mane Don't ever tell Almighty what Almighty can't I'm always glo'in, I blocked the ring And Cinderella is my choppa name She be cleanin' shit up like my maid And she very mighty like my name I be coolin' in a Psych Ward Aye, I got some niggas in the Psych Ward Bitch, we got pistols, what we fightin' for? And tell me, what you bring a knife for?