[00:00.00] 作曲 : John Austin[00:00.00] Hook: Well[00:10.17]I think I'm going out of my head[00:12.66]Yes, I think[00:12.90]I'm going out of my head,[00:15.21]I think I'm, think[00:17.82]I'm, think[00:18.48]I'm.... Life's a bitch then you never come back..[00:19.50]Yo! peep the realness...[00:20.07]Verse One:[00:20.25]I'm a shadow of my former self[00:21.78]So when the sun sets west,[00:23.10]I rock and slap box with hip-hop;[00:24.78]Cuz its much harder to get props than it is to fall off and flop[00:27.78]I payed dues til[00:28.68]I paid do nots.[00:29.61]And will never will what you say affect the outcome --[00:31.92]See, momma always told me opinions are like assholes;[00:34.35]Cuz everyone has got one.[00:35.61]But you couldn't tell me s**t i[00:36.75]I stepped in it.[00:37.59]Once I enter psychosis, paranormal, focus[00:39.81]I perplex niggas and niggettes[00:41.40]I play this rap shit closer than gilettes against the neck and juglar vien[00:44.55]Blowing out my own ****ing brain without lead projectiles[00:47.61]Bled when[00:48.06]I project styles and meanwhile, existence is a life sentence[00:51.18]And since[00:51.48]I'm broke[00:51.78]I take the risk, forced to hustle '[00:53.79]Cuz raw power moves, require muscle knowing[00:56.46]I'm going out trife[00:57.42]Already got one strike, two more and that's life without possibility of paroll[01:01.62]Having to stroll in my shoes ain't easy[01:03.66]Lookin' forward to 3 hots from a cell block ****ing my fifi ****ing feel me?[01:07.83]Cuz if it ain't the cancer sticks[01:09.15]I hit this hypertension's gonna kill me[01:10.95]And ****ing a platinum plaque, al[01:12.15]I want is a nigga's da[01:13.23]And enough snaps to put clothes on my daughters back[01:15.36]Steph. See this without an optometrist[01:17.79]I'm stuck in the middle of this shit -[01:19.56]Like ya momma's gynacologist.[01:21.36]Make a radio hit - headz criticize it;[01:23.67]Underground classic - nobody buys it:[01:25.47]So, rap is ****ing[01:26.82]And everything blowing up sounds redundant[01:28.65]But money talks and bullshit does 9 flat in the hundred[01:31.23]And goddamn if[01:32.07]I don't slam my wallets in danger[01:33.75]So I'm coming out like unborn baby's with hangers[01:36.48]And chronic stress is contemplated so ****ing being high[01:39.75]Ras Kass is elevated[01:41.01]Chorus: Well[01:41.25]I think I'm going out of my head, reelishymn, reelishymn[01:45.84]Yes, I think[01:46.80]I'm going out of my head, reelishymn, reelishymn[01:51.06]Well I think[01:51.84]I'm going out of my head[01:55.80]Yes, I think[01:56.88]I'm going out of my head[01:59.79]Verse Two:[02:01.71]Who can I blame cuz my skull can't contain these thought waves[02:04.50]My syntax hydroplanes as though my brain[02:06.24]Slides over liquidated grains of asphault caught cranial calluses[02:09.42]Over ****sexysis leads to paralysis, mediocrity my nemesis[02:13.41]Try to **** every radical feminist[02:15.30]I meet, call it engage and defeat[02:17.04]That's the reason why black men hide in the womb, homes[02:19.68]Cuz life is all taxes and tombstones[02:22.02]So as flesh and bone[02:22.98]I zone my thoughts explode with rap shranel syntax;[02:25.98]That'll wax to the past, and present the future of[02:28.89]Ras Kass lies in the skull[02:30.24]Like the coronal suture[02:31.74]So I write truly fat ****shit for the core audience[02:34.26]But sometimes[02:34.77]I wonder does it really exist?[02:36.78]Cuz true lyricists in hip-hop[02:38.31]Joe Public be dissin[02:39.36]****ers don't relate[02:40.44]Elevate and its treated like elevator music[02:43.50]Cuz' ****ers don't listen[02:44.61]But ridicle is the burden of genius[02:46.83]Have you ever seen this socioeconomic gullitine rip?[02:50.40]A ****er's hopes and dreams[02:51.39]And now I'm lead to believe that life is all about[02:53.73]CREAM I'm living a life idealistically principle over profit[02:57.27]But realistically good intentions are micropic to fat pockets[03:00.93]Exploitation is world's oldest occupation[03:03.66]And it's the task of[03:04.56]Jamaican chicken when a ****er gets jerked[03:07.11]Causing me to revert to verses -[03:08.34]Versus snapping like your neighborhood post office worker (Before the Source and Rappages)[03:12.66]****ers said my rhyme wasn't fly now[03:15.12]I have the juice like[03:15.96]Omar Epps[03:16.41]And crooked[03:16.92]I Fools be on my ****shit like foreskin[03:19.14]But what before then, so now when ****ers prop me[03:21.33]I'm skeptical[03:22.47]Becuz this rap ****shit is extremely unethical[03:25.05]And with slight notoriety comes anxiety[03:27.30]Now I'm supposed to play celebrity when nobody celebrated me at my[03:30.51]D.O.B And label reps wanna play me;[03:32.94]But I'm familar with record company rule #4080:[03:36.42]**** Luther and[03:36.84]Sadie for talking food out my babies mouth denying sample clearance[03:40.26]I'm losing my mind[03:41.19]Outter body experience it's paranormal[03:43.41]I say it ain't all good though[03:45.15]So **** the world with an[03:46.35]AIDS infected d***o (doggy style)[03:47.91]Life's a **** named monogamy -- you only get one --[03:50.64]I'm trapped in this path of pathology[03:52.26]Chorus: And[03:52.59]I think I'm going out of my head, check it, reelishymn, reelishymn[03:57.24]Yes, I think[03:58.08]I'm going out of my head, check it out, reelishymn, reelishymn[04:02.16]Well I think[04:03.15]I'm going out of my head, reelishymn, reelishymn[04:07.32]Yes, I think[04:08.19]I'm going out of my head, it's the reelishymn[04:12.24]Well, I think[04:13.20]I'm x 7, Yes,[04:17.61]I think I'm x 7...