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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?
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