Psych Evaluation Songtext
von Canibus
Psych Evaluation Songtext
Song: Psych Evaluation
Producer: Stoupe
Time: 3: 51
(Canibus)
Yo, some say the pen overpowers the sword
The video camera is just as powerful when it records
Appalling footage of cops breaking the law
Mad at you because of what you saw, now they′re breaking your jaw
I've been accused of being internally preoccupied
′Cause the rhymes talk to me and I talk to the rhymes
Clinically induced impulses reveal what's hidden
Written prescriptions given by qualified clinicians
Lafayette pegboards be spinning on turntables
To determine the motor coordination available
Those able to speak what I spoke repeat my quotes
My systematic treatment approach be deep in their throats
I inject the frontal lobe of the brain with a lethal dose
Of unspeakable dope worse than opium smoke
Well spoken like Washington Post or a Fox News Network host
Scale intelligence like Wechsler Adult[1]
Nonnormative data brain storage matter couldn't capture
A couple of years ago they had to put it on Napster
Resurrect Rip the Jacker to rip these rappers
For every second the clock ticks I′ma attack ya
(Canibus)
The C-A-N dash I dash
B-U-S gets the last laugh before the critical mass
In half the speed of a bulb flash fire will engulf that ass
Into a molehill of charcoal ash
Only to be blown away by a cold draft
Wack emcees got no chance, It′s so sad
They ask Canibus, 'Will you ever run out of things to say?
How much breath can a man breathe in a day?′
Needless to say, I think it's kind of deep in a way
People be like "Bis is too ill keep him away′
It's a good thing I got patience
I′ve been waiting here longer than Dr. Levinson's time equations
Trying to figure out what made men, was it the theory of inflation?
Or are we just the product of the ape stem?
(Canibus)
You think because I'm not on a major I can′t bust?
And because I come from the ghetto that I can′t adjust?
Yeah, my disposition was rough
But it turned me into a quick learner all I need now is some luck
I used to be an undisciplined piece of faecal matter
An underdog rapper but I closed that chapter
I deal with my adaptive difficulty faster
And question my projective technique as a rapper
I've lost interest in the battle glory and glamour
But I can′t control Rip the Jacker when he gets amped-up
It doesn't matter we′ve all got a dark side
A loud mouthed Mau-mau from the apartheid
Yo, you want to earn your respect?
Then come to MicClub.net and see if you can impress the best
Producer: Stoupe
Time: 3: 51
(Canibus)
Yo, some say the pen overpowers the sword
The video camera is just as powerful when it records
Appalling footage of cops breaking the law
Mad at you because of what you saw, now they′re breaking your jaw
I've been accused of being internally preoccupied
′Cause the rhymes talk to me and I talk to the rhymes
Clinically induced impulses reveal what's hidden
Written prescriptions given by qualified clinicians
Lafayette pegboards be spinning on turntables
To determine the motor coordination available
Those able to speak what I spoke repeat my quotes
My systematic treatment approach be deep in their throats
I inject the frontal lobe of the brain with a lethal dose
Of unspeakable dope worse than opium smoke
Well spoken like Washington Post or a Fox News Network host
Scale intelligence like Wechsler Adult[1]
Nonnormative data brain storage matter couldn't capture
A couple of years ago they had to put it on Napster
Resurrect Rip the Jacker to rip these rappers
For every second the clock ticks I′ma attack ya
(Canibus)
The C-A-N dash I dash
B-U-S gets the last laugh before the critical mass
In half the speed of a bulb flash fire will engulf that ass
Into a molehill of charcoal ash
Only to be blown away by a cold draft
Wack emcees got no chance, It′s so sad
They ask Canibus, 'Will you ever run out of things to say?
How much breath can a man breathe in a day?′
Needless to say, I think it's kind of deep in a way
People be like "Bis is too ill keep him away′
It's a good thing I got patience
I′ve been waiting here longer than Dr. Levinson's time equations
Trying to figure out what made men, was it the theory of inflation?
Or are we just the product of the ape stem?
(Canibus)
You think because I'm not on a major I can′t bust?
And because I come from the ghetto that I can′t adjust?
Yeah, my disposition was rough
But it turned me into a quick learner all I need now is some luck
I used to be an undisciplined piece of faecal matter
An underdog rapper but I closed that chapter
I deal with my adaptive difficulty faster
And question my projective technique as a rapper
I've lost interest in the battle glory and glamour
But I can′t control Rip the Jacker when he gets amped-up
It doesn't matter we′ve all got a dark side
A loud mouthed Mau-mau from the apartheid
Yo, you want to earn your respect?
Then come to MicClub.net and see if you can impress the best
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