Psycho Linguistics (convergent Thought) Lyrics - Singles - Prince Paul

Knick knack, patty I'm never comin' back 

But the minute that you hear me, you yell, "Get off the crack" 

I don't know, I guess it be my thought process 

Fifty below the level of consciousness 

S.O.S, ring the alarm, red alert 

When I'm rhymin', sound the siren, the whole works 

(Why?) 

Cause they consider me, mad 

Alfred E. Neuman got nuttin' on me 

Public Enemy No.1 , now they got me in a cell 

Living hell, yeah, that be my life 

'Cause mind don't matter, so I apply mind over matter 

While they mull matter over mind 

A threat to mankind, refer to me as subject A 

Got me pissin' in a cup, all day 

Mad people, all up in my cerebral 

Oh shit, what the fuck you doin' with that needle? 

Argh 

Almost certainly a psychosomatic condition 

What is really wrong with the patient? 

What? They confined to my bed 'cause I'm strapped in 

Catscan 'cause they wanna know what's happenin' 

Mentally, physically, to subject B 

That's showin' signs of the M-A-D-Man, possessed 

'Cause no rest for the wicked 

I kick it, I-double-I 'cause I'm twisted 

Sadistic, a threat to society, I'm locked up 

In this nut house, cause I'm about to blow up 

Restrained, to maintain my composure 

Sanity but they can't, too much calamity 

So they wait then attack 

I'm too exhausted to even fight back 

I swear, the end is near, I can feel it 

My fate, will they seal it?