Well I think I'm out of my head Yes, I think I'm out of my head, I think I'm, I'm, think I'm.... Life's a bitch then you come back... Yo! the realness...
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I'm a shadow of my self So when the sun west, I rock and box with hip-hop; 'cause its much harder to get props than it is to off and flop I payed dues til I do nots. And will never will what you say the outcome -- See, momma always told me opinions are like 'cause has got one. But you couldn't tell me if I stepped in it. Once I enter psychosis, paranormal, focus I perplex and niggettes, I play this rap shit closer than gilettes the neck and juglar vien out my own fucking brain without lead projectiles, Bled when I project styles and meanwhile, existence is a sentence And since I'm broke I take the risk, forced to ''cause raw power moves, require muscle I'm going out trife Already got one strike, two more and that's without possibility of Having to stroll in my shoes easy Lookin' forward to 3 hots a cell block fuckin' my fifi nigga feel me? ''cause if it ain't the sticks I hit this hypertension's gonna kill me And fuck a plaque, all I want is a niggas dap And snaps to put clothes on my daughters back Steph. See this without an optometrist I'm in the middle of this bitch - Like ya gynacologist. a radio hit - headz criticize it; Underground classic - nobody it: So, rap is And everything blowing up redundant But money talks and does 9 flat in the hundred And goddamn if I don't slam my wallets in So I'm out like unborn baby's with hangers And chronic stress is comtemplated so fuck being high Ras Kass is
Well I think I'm going out of my head, reelishymn, Yes, I I'm going out of my head, reelishymn, reelishymn Well I think I'm out of my head Yes, I think I'm out of my head
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Who can I blame 'cause my skull can't contain thought waves My syntax hydroplanes as my brain Slides over grains of asphault caught cranial calluses Over analysis leads to paralysis, mediocrity my Try to fuck radical feminist I meet, call it engage and defeat That's the reason why black men in the womb, homes 'cause life is all and tombstones So as flesh and I zone my thoughts explode with rap shranel syntax; That'll wax to the past, and the future of Ras Kass lies in the Like the coronal So I write truly fat shit for the core But sometimes I wonder does it really 'cause true lyricists in hip-hop Joe Public be don't relate Elevate and its like elevator music 'cause' nigga listen But ridicle is the of genius you ever seen this socioeconomic gullitine rip? A nigga's and dreams And now I'm to believe that life is all about CREAM I'm living a life idealistically over profit But realistically intentions are micropic to fat pockets Exploitation is oldest occupation And it's the task of chicken when a nigga gets jerked Causing me to revert to - Versus snapping your neighborhood post office worker (Before the and Rappages) Niggas said my rhyme wasn't fly now I have the like Omar Epps And I Fools be on my dick foreskin But before then, so now when niggas prop me I'm skeptical this rap shit is extremely unethical And with slight notoriety anxiety Now I'm supposed to play celebrity when nobody me at my D.O.B And label wanna play me; But I'm familar with record company rule Luther and Sadie for talking food out my babies mouth denying sample I'm losing my Outter body experience it's I say it ain't all good So fuck the with an AIDS infected dildo (doggy style) a bitch named monogamy -- you only get one -- I'm trapped in path of pathology
And I think I'm going out of my head, it, reelishymn, reelishymn Yes, I think I'm out of my head, check it out, reelishymn, Well I think I'm out of my head, reelishymn, reelishymn Yes, I think I'm going out of my head, the reelishymn Well, I I'm x 7, Yes, I think I'm x 7...