[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...