Hieroglyphics - Hydra Lyrics
* send corrections to the typist[Opio]I'm a shady ass foolI stick a machete in the back ofYour encaged, trying to disengage the blade just to saveYour life, caught a knife, backstabbed againJealous, want your cabbaging, yelling outHow I break out the mack ten, fully automatic thenstart spraying up shop like the crooked copssqueezing the trigger like Ice TIt's magical, how the shiesty ones gradually metamorphosiseRight before your eyes and then flash on 'em[A-Plus]I get cold sweat, every morningWaking up from nightmares, about heaven beingThis padded room, that god send, I'm never leavingI wonder if I'm dead or breathing, I think he's punishing meCuz I think people look better bleedingI praise, for Prozac and CodeineTo keep my mind floating, hoping I don't hurt somebody for nothingI praise, I remember brighter days,before I was abducted by the graceAnd now my mind's a maze, understand[Del]I be strong in the Berkeley streetsSearching for meat and trashcans with assorted leftoversA face for closure, the home of mind roams is knownAmazes, thinking about the daysI rhymed( I could've made it )I can't acceptpanic swept, I'm an arsonistLeaving the Oakland hills, smoke filled, I'm deadlier than arson itDown at lake Merritt, setting ducks on fire, watch the fluttering flabI'm on the run, ***** the priors[Chorus: repeat 2X]Five hands is better than oneInstead of just won, when you see me you better runThey try to say that I'm crazy, but I'm normalY'all crazy[Tajai]They say I'm bonafied, infantile talentedNot commended enough to be committed, but in balanceI lost my parents as a kidNobody's really certain if their deaths were an accidentThat gets me laughing, you're all just victims for the assassinUsing drugs is suppressive, but I can't surpass 'emThe killacats are catching, I wanna see the whole world in ashesOnly then will I be happy[Casual]They got my attitude switching, conditions my brainMoving fast and I'm twitching of thisprescription drug, evictionTrying to maintain the sameBut everything 's against the grainSo it don't make sense to complainI'm convinced that my brain is tensed from this strain of stressWanderin your town, with intense of pain, and yesI like to do things until my mood swingsI'm like ***** that, y'all niggaz is strange![Chorus] - repeat to end
