Pharoahe Monch feat. Black Thought Rapid Eye Movement Lyrics

PTSD: Post Traumatic Stress Disorder Track Listing
Digital Media 1
  • 1 The Recollection Facility
  • 2 Time2
  • 3 Losing My Mind
  • 4 Heroin Addict
  • 5 Damage
  • 6 Bad M.F.
  • 7 The Recollection Facility, Part 2
  • 8 Rapid Eye Movement
  • 9 Scream
  • 10 Sidefx
  • 11 The Jungle
  • 12 Broken Again
  • 13 Post Traumatic Stress Disorder
  • 14 D.R.E.A.M.
  • 15 The Recollection Facility, Part 3
  • 16 Eht Dnarg Noisulli
  • 17 Stand Your Ground
  • It's not latin, or white, or black music
    It's that cooked up coke, crack music
    Black Thought and Pharoahe, the rap duet
    It's that lucid rapid eye movement

    My think tank's like a piranha tank think, multiple bites figure
    Mega, reality, tera, giga
    Grand Theft Auto, modern day Mickey and Mallory Small
    But I'm sick enough to walk into an art gallery and piss on a Picasso
    Crack statues, rub my balls on her face, **** on it, and throw it at you
    So when the beat intensifies
    I become emotionally desensitized
    Like, once I slapped a rapper with mace
    Then I spit acid in his face, after he rinsed his eyes, no wait
    I actually grew five times my size grabbed
    Ma$e by the thigh and slapped a rapper with him
    Now that's practicing sacrilegious activism
    Attack is for battle, and practical rap with wisdom
    Actually, it's pragmatic capitalism for actors
    that crack under pressure and collapse when I get 'em
    Monch is medicinal man made medical marijuana
    With a phase plasma rifle like I'm searchin' for Sarah Conner
    And shorty's got brains, shorty not playin'
    I'm 40 blocks I'm a killa with 40 watt range
    With an arrangement of bullets that I've arranged
    Encrypted in scriptures specific individual names
    That shall remain anonymous
    Me and the ammunition's in a relationship that's monogamous
    It's like I'm married to the silencer
    Until I file for divorce and release my ex-calibers
    Do art with your arteries, place that for my adversaries
    Put your snap back cap back, cap your capillaries like

    It's not latin, or white, or black music
    It's that cooked up coke, crack music
    Black Thought and Pharoahe, the rap duet
    It's that lucid rapid eye movement

    Vocally twice as magnifying as ever hearing Chewbacca scream
    Through a megaphone with the significance of Dr. King
    Cause I'm trying to see man united without referencing UK soccer teams
    My philosophy prophecy, the opposite of Mephistopheles I incited isosceles
    Sent to Earth to warn of environmental atrocities, and nobody can copy me
    Stop, it's not possible but probable that it's only philosophical mockery, strange
    Change copper to gold, switch properties, bang!
    Stay on top of the globe, flip monopolies, aim
    Take stock in the soul, spit properly

    Take stock in the soul, spit properly
    That extended clip on my hip sits awkwardly
    I'm diabolical, follicle triggers that I **** and squeeze
    Sending shots to ancient Greece to pop Socrates
    I bear arms like button-downs without the sleeves
    Manic depressive and possessive like apostrophes
    My psychiatrist waive the doctor fees
    When I wave the pistol and say listen quick, watchin' me so I can breathe
    National Association for the Advancement
    Of drugs for performance enhancement
    And it's tough taking so many chances
    But I've been a bad seed from the womb, they call me ovary cancer
    And I got an ugly heart, although I'm totally handsome
    And I take the love of your life and hold her for ransom
    And my tactical cam that never stood for any national anthems
    Was hood, I am the actual answer
    And I'll prove it
    Black attire, rapid fire, rapid eye movement
    I'm from a species that is higher, I am not human
    Extraterrestrial alien, a monster killer of conscience chillin'
    In a barrel of lobster
    Ex-Slave sadomasochist that gave the mass of my *** to kiss
    A dyin' breed, I'm the last of this
    Black is as miraculous as Jesus of Nazareth
    When I vocalize the crowd rise like Lazarus
    It's the Rhode Scholar, my cold collar piss off Peter
    Your hoes holla, he's on top of the bars
    Meet a Mr. Globe Trotter in my Adidas
    Pure cheetah, hoppin' out of this exotic European 4 seater
    Hollerin' cheeba cheeba like I'm Pharcyde
    Killin' is the dark side
    Villain, I'm God, I'm Godzilla
    Sometimes I'm Bob Dylan put blood on these tracks, for real
    So, God-willin' you'll feel what I'm spillin'
    Yeah, I never quit, I'm still syndicatin' up
    Me and Pharoahe Monch, still here for the benefit of us
    This is straight razor behavior, I never get enough
    Get the picture, my militia gettin' ignorant as ****

    Yea, it's suicide murder
    Straight from the underground through the fiber optics
    Pharoahe, Black Thought, complete the cypher
    The movement outlandish

    It's not latin, or white, or black music
    It's that cooked up coke, crack music
    Black Thought and Pharoahe, the rap duet
    It's that lucid rapid eye movement

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