Hydra

I'm a shady ass fool

I stick a machete in the back of

Your engaged, trying to disengage the blade just to save

Your life, caught a knife, back stabbed again

Jealous, want your cabbaging, yelling out

How I break out the mack ten, fully automatic then

start spraying up shop like the crooked cops

squeezing the trigger like Ice T

It's magical, how the shiesty ones gradually metamorphosis

Right before your eyes and then flash on 'em

I get cold sweat, every morning

Waking up from nightmares, about heaven being

This padded room, that god send, I'm never leaving

I wonder if I'm dead or breathing, I think he's punishing me

'cause I think people look better bleeding

I praise, for Prozac and Codeine

To keep my mind floating, hoping I don't hurt somebody for nothing

I praise, I remember brighter days,before I was abducted by the grace

And now my mind's a maze, understand

I be strong in the Berkeley streets

Searching for meat and trashcans with assorted leftovers

A face for closure, the home of mind roams is known

Amazes, thinking about the days I rhymed( I could of made it )

I can't accept panic swept, I'm an arsonist

Leaving the Oakland hills, smoke filled, I'm deadlier than arson it

Down at lake Merritt, setting ducks on fire, watch the fluttering flab

I'm on the run, fuck the priors

Five hands is better than one

Instead of just won, when you see me you better run

They try to say that I'm crazy, but I'm normal

y'all crazy

They say I'm bonafied, infantile talented

Not commended enough to be committed, but in balance

I lost my parents as a kid

Nobody's really certain if their deaths were an accident

That gets me laughing, you're all just victims for the assassin

Using drugs is suppressive, but I can't surpass 'em

The killa cats are catching, I want to see the whole world in ashes

Only then will I be happy

They got my attitude switching, conditions my brain

Moving fast and I'm twitching of this prescription drug, eviction

Trying to maintain the same

But everything 's against the grain

So it don't make sense to complain

I'm convinced that my brain is tensed from this strain of stress

Wanderin 'your town, with intense of pain, and yes

I like to do things until my mood swings

I'm like fuck that, y'all niggaz is strange!