DEAD PREZ - Psychology lyrics

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Intro:<br><br>I was born, in a dump<br>My mama died and my father got drunk<br>They left me, to die or grow<br>In the middle of tobacco road<br>I grew up in a rusty shack<br>All I owned was hangin on my back<br>And lord knows, how I learnt<br>This place called tobacco road<br>Tobacco road, you're dirty and you're filthy<br>Tobacco road, gonna get me some dynamite and a crane<br>I'm gonna blow it up, lord knows gonna start all over again<br><br>My mind is the place where I make my plans<br>The world is the place where I take my stand<br>The beauty of life is mine today<br>They cannot take my mind away<br><br>[m1]<br>Fuck what you heard, I'm from africa<br>This ain't no act it's mathematical<br>Past the black radical<br>I choose the m1, because it's practical<br>Nothin was changed, we ain't protected<br>No names, it's all factual<br>They push the wrong buttons, count down to detonate<br>Brooklyn blown away and the world will have to speculate<br>This is what we learn in the streets, fuck a degree<br>Believe in none of what you hear and half of what you see<br><br>[stic]<br>It's like watching your own father smoke crack<br>I have nightmares on shit like that<br>No way in hell I'll ever get like that<br>I seen a lot of shit in twenty-two years<br>It's like a tour of duty<br>My life is booby-trapped, it's hard to see the beauty<br>When your heart is turning ice cold<br>Cold like your hands exposed to blistering winds<br>My mother keep her eyes closed, she say she prayin<br>I listen close to what she sayin<br>When she speak of jesus I ignore it<br>But when it's practical I'm all for it<br>You got to think like a soldier<br>I'm training myself to snatch pistols out of holsters<br>Discipline keep the mind focused<br>This whole world is a corn field son<br>Look out for flying locusts<br><br>Chorus (x2)<br><br>Don't let 'em get in your head, they try to probe you<br>Figure your thoughts so they can try and control you<br>And through you, control your whole crew<br>It's psychology boy, now what the fuck that make you wanna do? <br><br>[m1]<br>You can't walk the streets with no state of mind<br>Blind to the ways of mankind<br>And if you know the time, give me a sign<br>Tell me where we draw the line<br>I got your back if you got mine<br>My enemy's enemy is my man<br>One dreadlock is stronger than one strand while the crackers got the upper hand<br>My comrades stand on lands stolen<br>Every tooth a golden opportunity<br>Who holdin my community hostage? <br>10% ransom, costing us time we lost and some<br>This is how the plan runs<br>Thinkin with a fugitive brain<br>What we do to live is insane<br>Holdin the weed, healing my membranes<br>Just like crack, you know it all boils down<br>To the dollars-and-cents of it<br>Niggaz commence to get ? to sentenced to serve terms<br>Jumping the fence, the black germ is loose<br>When will they learn? <br>Psychology<br><br>[stic]<br>We piss on walls and smoke reefa in the halls<br>No respect for their laws<br>I cut your face with a kitchen knife<br>In gladiator times, man against machinery<br>The tree bark fatigues help me blend in with the scenery boy<br>Life is a series of serious choices<br>Theories is formed from experience, never mysterious forces<br>Various courses of life can lead to failure<br>Too much of anything is a trap<br>My mind snap<br>Guerilla warfare for two grand<br>They say karate means 'empty hands'<br>So then it's perfect for the poor man...<br>They say karate means 'empty hands'<br>So then it's perfect for the poor man<br><br>Chorus (x2)<br><br>Bridge<br><br>[m1]<br>When you think of us think of pyramids and pistols<br>And glimmering gold teeth that shine like crystals<br>The mind is like a jewel son<br>Only a fool wouldn't grasp it<br>Wisdom is a tool, you get blasted<br>When you think of us think of pyramids and pistols<br>And glimmering gold teeth that shine like crystals<br>The mind is like a jewel son<br>Only a fool wouldn't grasp it<br>Wisdom is a tool, you get blasted<br><br>Free your mind, and the rest will follow<br>Seize the time, no-one is promised tomorrow<br><br>Repeat until fade