
The 'P' in Psychology
by Sleeky Junior
on The 'P' In Psychology (2017), Sketches: A DSI Prelude (2017)
[Hook]
I'm doing the most but you never see;
I'm saying the sane but you never hear;
Where do we go now, where do we go now;
How do I live?
(x2)
I'm right in your eyes, I'm right in your eyes;
Do you see me now?
I'm right in your lips; I'm right in your lips;
Won't you say me?
(x2)
[Verse 1]
But the voice' so mellow; though nobody wanna treat me like a fellow;
Conscious rap is dubbed to be retro; speak the truth you're labelled a zero;
Death of life the only reminder; that a dude like me was a hero;
Touching lives with words on the beat though; they ain't never understood a hitta like me;
We stood bold on the beat though; only talking bout the things that would matter;
World standard, "Dude you're a rebel"; ah, devil on some other level;
Great, I'ma set a new high score; God knows I'ma jump when I score;
"Whore-Talk" goes jumping for bore; good jump he dunks he scores;
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
Everybody know a thing about God; Everybody love a thing about God;
But you say it, "You're a perfect lil' thing"; well, that is what they all think;
I've been dreaming punchlines though I know God; 1-2 on the bag they scream;
When we talk about fees for the feed; or we talking bout loving the G;
I ain't never understood a lotta logic; that would tell you I'm amused by the common...;
...Sense of thought and basis of judgement; talking sense, so people don't bounce;
Death of life or death of a spectrum? Death of life or death of your stardom? Death of rap to stupid narrations; Death of wack when I'm on the mic
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
Stepped down for the sake of your sins, I; Took rags for the sake of your pockets; Got scarred for the sake of your skin, I; Did that for the sake of your life;
Hey boy, Hey girl it's me; I'm looking at you from the top of the world; Speaking for you from the top of the Heavens; I ain't never crash in the comfort of Heaven;
Death of me the death of your death; birth of me the the calling of stars;
I myself arranging the stars; still you say I'm nothing but a myth;
Look around, you call it mistake; Get a title, what a mis-take;
What you blame is way far fetched; What I've done you call it a stretch;
[Hook]
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