[Intro] Don't f** with me (x3) I told you not to f** with me Uh (x4) [1st Verse] Conformity is not a norm to me The antithesis of what I was just born to be Those men you thought could take me down? Well they can't order me Just food for thought to show my hunger for success I hate pretension, sensing some hyper tension But it's in my blood to take the pressure, regaining my patience: I'd grown sick of Unfounded fear of failure, it really had no basis In order to defeat it had to go right back to basics Being easier on myself and going harder on these n***as All guns blazing, finger on a mental trigger Insanity - what I call living in sanity Your life is whips and chains, you all slaves of vanity But then again you boys don't matter to me much I'm anti-matter to your matters, and you just the maddest ones And I manage to stay savage, understand I'm always famished For these haters cannot fathom the depths of my very madness! [Hook] PsyCho an*lysis PsyCho an*lysis PsyCho an*lysis n***a this is PsyCho an*lysis...
[2nd Verse] Listen: it's the H Town Don, Zim rap El Padrino That means any move you make, I got power to veto My son is the mic, there's a reason you should be 'fraid of me Real recognise real, you got no familiar face to me This hip-hop, that'll make your ear pop, keep you on your toes Yes I'm in tip top condition, break the surface with these flows Matter of fact I go above and beyond that You hear my drive and wanna know the thinking behind that? Well: your BS, I reject, when I hear it, I'm depressed At the lack of competition, y'all all need some deep rest If I let my flows loose, y'all would drown in the deep end And I keep my rhymes real, n***a I do not depend On lines about money and b**hes just to make my people feel it You ain't got no backbone, my n***a you a fillet And I feel he hate that my solo work is legendary But I, don't affiliate with n***as 'nless it's necessary PsyCho an*lysis [Outro] Now that that's out of the way, let me cool down a little bit...