Black Thought - The Hypnotic lyrics

(The hypnotic, the hypnotic) (The hypnotic, the hypnotic) 7X [Verse 1: Black Thought] Yo I knew this girl named Alana with mad persona She delt with reality never fed in to the drama I met her through my n***a named Jermaine Palmer Who knew her through his peoples by the Baltimore harbor Alana was a Marylan' thurough and attractive Shorty that's relaxed with me and kickin back Wif a phat flick to cool out Was stressed cause the game'll make you wanna pull a tool out And go the old school route But all-a that cease when at peace, checkin the j**el out My bruver was charged - light a spliff and listen to the dabarge Let the shorty hit me wif a ma**age to annoint Lubricatin my maridian points that was the Summer easy to remember Alana was all up on - Tariq Agenda how I used to back bender She even told her best friend Blinda from Virginia Who asked me if I had a cousin I could recommend-a But as time float on we grew more mature - and further apart When I began to do tours we lost contact And slowly parted - reminissin of when it started It keep me feelin heavy hearted - a stolen moment periodic Addicted to her presence like a narcotic Though I wonder if she ever got it - the hypnotic That faded like a dream sequence that pursuaded Beyond being infatuated - spiritually intoxicated Calm, sedated- I concentrated On how to get in touch with her Cuase the fact of the matter remain that I miss the hypnotic Hook: Driftin ------- (driftin) (the hypnotic, the hypnotic) X7 Driftin ------- (driftin) [Verse 2: Black Thought] I would begin to dial - Her number but knowin it's been awhile it's hard to link I figure what she probly think and soon start to drink Fightin the feelin I'm concealin apparently I first appealin Later revealin to be deeper - resistance increasingly weaker The essence of life is more than just mic's and puffin reefa This universe of Black Thought that I can teach ya I'm tryin to touch ya only if I can reach ya I hit this kid I sign up on his beepa And ask him if a had a chance to speak ta Jermaine Palmer who fathers a preacha To make the story short me and my man soon ran Into each other von the humble at a show in San Fran I said "Yo Palma, when did you last see Alana"? He offer me a seat and attempts to make me calma When he began to break it down my mind start to wander Response beyond somber incredible crushed Kinda feelin on my shoulder - that of a boulder To find out that her life was over - it made the room feel colder I thought I could get wif her when she was a little older But she a victim of the wicked system that controlled-a it's all chaotic What if my life is symbolic? Forever shadow on my mental I never forgot it Yo the psycotic, the hypnotic check it out the Most Melodic hypnotic Driftin ------- Driftin -------