Reelishymn

(专辑： Soul On Ice - 1995)

Well I think I'm going out of my head
Yes, I think I'm going out of my head
I think I'm, think I'm, think I'm...
Life's a bitch then you never come back...
Yo! peep the realness...

I'm a shadow of my former self
So as the sun sets west
I rock and slap box with hip-hop;
Cause its much harder to get props than it is to fall off and flop
I payed my dues 'till I paid do nots
And never will what you say affect the outcome
See, momma always told me opinions are like assholes;
Cause everyone got one
But you couldn't tell me shit if I stepped in it
Once I enter psychosis, paranormal, focus I perplex niggas and niggettes
I play this rap shit closer than gilettes against the neck and jugular vein
Blowing out my own fucking brain without lead projectiles
Bled when I project styles and meanwhile, existence is a life sentence
And since I'm broke I take the risk, forced to hustle
'Cause raw power moves, require muscle
Knowing I'm going out trife
Already got one strike, two more and that's life without possibility of parole
Having to stroll in my shoes ain't easy
Looking forward to 3 hots from a cell block fucking my fifi nigga feel me?
'Cause if it ain't the cancer sticks I hit this hypertension's gonna kill me
And fuck a platinum plaque, all I want is a niggas dap
And enough snaps to put clothes on my daughters back Steph
See this without an optometrist
I'm stuck in the middle of this bitch
Like ya momma's gynacologist
Make a radio hit headz criticize it;
Underground classic nobody buys it:
So, rap is fucked
And everything blowing up sounds redundant
But money talks and bullshit does 9 flat in the hundred
And goddamn if I don't slam my wallets in danger
So I'm coming out like unborn baby's with hangers
And chronic stress is contemplated
So fuck being high Ras Kass is elevated

Well I think I'm going out of my head, reelishymn, reelishymn
Yes, I think I'm going out of my head, reelishymn, reelishymn
Well I think I'm going out of my head
Yes, I think I'm going out of my head

Who can I blame 'cause my skull can't contain these thought waves
My syntax hydroplanes as though my brain
Slides over liquidated grains of asphalt caught cranial calluses
Over analysis leads to paralysis, mediocrity my nemesis
Try to fuck every radical feminist I meet, call it engage and defeat
That's the reason why black men hide in the womb, homes
'Cause life is all taxes and tombstones
So as flesh and bone I zone
My thoughts explode with rap shrapnel
Syntax that'll wax whack rappers into the past
At present, the future
Of Ras Kass lies in the skull like the coronal suture
So I write truly fat shit for the core audience
But sometimes I wonder does it really exist?
Cause true lyricists in hip-hop Joe Public be dissin
Niggas can't relate
Elevate and its treated like elevator music
Cause' nigga don't listen
But ridicule is the burden of genius
Have you ever seen this socioeconomic guillotine rip?
A nigga's hopes and dreams
And now I'm lead to believe that life is all about CREAM
I'm living a life idealistically, principle over profit
But realistically good intentions are microscopic to fat pockets
Exploitation is the world's oldest occupation
And it's the task of Jamaican chicken when a nigga gets jerked
Making me to revert to verses
Versus snapping like your neighborhood post office worker
(Yeah before the Source and Rappages)
Niggas said my rhyme wasn't fly
Now I have the juice like Omar Epps and Crooked I
Fools be on my dick like foreskin
But what before then, so now when niggas prop me I'm skeptical
Because this rap shit is extremely unethical
And with slight notoriety comes anxiety
Now I'm supposed to play celebrity when nobody celebrated me at my D.O.B
And label reps wanna play me;
But I'm familiar with record company rule #4080:
Fuck Luther and Sade
For taking food out my babies mouth denying sample clearance
I'm losing my mind, outer body experience
It's Paramount, I say it ain't all good though
So fuck the world with an AIDS infected dildo (doggy style)
Life's a bitch named monogamy you only get one
I'm trapped in this path of pathology

And I think I'm going out of my head, check it, reelishymn, reelishymn
Yes, I think I'm going out of my head, check it out, reelishymn
Reelishymn
Well I think I'm going out of my head, reelishymn, reelishymn
Yes, I think I'm going out of my head, it's the reelishymn
Well, I think I'm... Yes, I think I'm...