Lyrics from my favorite Hip-Hop song ever.
"I caught the quick lock, buggin' in the institution,
Whatever sanity was left, caught the execution,
Psychological pollution, they stickin' me with Thorazine solution,
Shooting at the sky looking for Godly retribution!
And I can almost see clear..
I start buggin' like a insect layin' larvae in your ear!
Agent Orange stomping on MC corpse slam circle body part,
Call murder scenes abstract art!
Split your sweetbreads it's the horror show in infra-red,
Boots get planted in chest there for the misled!
Lay it down for naps in the dirt, just like Clockwork
Undress your ghost while your brain's taking a squirt" |