Dope D.O.D., Sean Price - Psychosis lyrics

I gotta, I gotta, I gotta, I gotta, I gotta
I gotta

Psychosis i’m going mental
I'm stuck in the melody call me instrumental
Hip hop felonies down with the gentle
Gotta analyse what I been through fuck you!
Tourette's one of my disorders i been Horus
Make the beat explode when I spit on it
Supersonic I’m fluid like gin tonic
And when I say I'm killing it
Its just symbolic
Come and hang with the Dope kids
Come and hang and I'ma show you
How the show business is
If you the lawn then I'm mowing it
Because I'm way too thick like
I’m Jay-Z’s lower lip
Can’t get a grip on my sober shit
Now let me break these niggas down
To the last little bit
And blast cum on your pretty bitch
Cause, I got medical issues
And more than just a silly twitch
Get out my way cause I'm pretty pissed
Grab niggas by their necks and dump
Em in a dirty ditch
And dirty dicks for your nerdy bitch
I'ma never switch stay like this
Till I’m 36 you jerk prick just insert disc
Or I'ma get busy like a insurgist its
Way more than I can cope with hopeless
Dope DoD living with a psychosis

Come along come and see it
Psychotic being, circus freak: Skit's!
I cut wack mc’s career’s short as a fetus
Now I'm on the brink
Of destroying world leaders i enter arena’s
Seen as the beast in the sport
Chopping down crews with a 3 meter sword
When P’s on the boards
There’s a chemical reaction
Run while ya can start heading for the exit's
Cause my skin melts off when I transform
And shut down blocks like a sandstorm
You come across as a nervous teen
I go blind in the club and
Wake up to a murder scene
Drug tester, raise my blood pressure
I give chicks a case a shock lecture
Raps mad hatter, in effect!
I kill a track with flows from
The bottom of the river bed
And I ain't finished yet, within a milli sec
I cut the crap and snatch
Ya by ya little head
I hit the switch to high voltage
And stay slick as I live in Psychosis!

Psychosis, I wrote this
Heroin Needle with wings, fly dope shit
Port of Miamiam hanging near a boat bitch
Open the box and thats where the coke bricks
I'm so slick, no wave grease
When the 4 spit, don't wave peace
I'm about war, diamond with no flaws
Rhymin is so raw, climbing from dirt poor
Mentally sick, I'm meant to be rich
But, I'm the opposite
I pop the 5th and empty the clip
No smile and the fucked up grin
Profile with the scuffed up timbs
Past the point of no return
Blast the joint, ignore the burns
Lost contact with reality
Psychosis who the fuck wanna battle me!