Psycho Linguistics (Convergent Thought) — текст песни (Prince Paul f M-A-D)

Knick knack patty, I`m never comin wack
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 conciousness
S.O.S., ring the alarm, red alert
When I`m rhymin, sound the siren, the whole works (Why?)
Cause they consider me M-A-D
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?
Arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!

Almost certainly a psychosomatic condition
What is really wrong with the patient?

What the.. 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, posessed
cause no rest for the wicked
I kick it, I-double-L cause I`m twisted
Sadistic, a threat to society, I`m locked up
in this nuthouse, 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?