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Yo, yo, yo
"hahahah"

Ever since a littlen
Never could stop the twitching, always scribbling and fiddling
In class was always the one who nobody wanted to sit with and
By the age of eight, they said that's it we're giving him ritalin
As if that shit would stop the thundering drums
Inside my head, pounding away, them pills went under my tongue
Straight in the sink, left my mom wondering dumb-
-founded, how'd she managed to breed this energy conjuring son
Unbeknown to them, i'd already developed a remedy
Something in the music kept me calm and put my head at ease
So throughout my teens, I would sit creating melodies
'til it became an addiction, my own Sykotherapy
At least that's what I call it, cause I just get pyschotic
If I don't have some source of music in my pocket
It's spread too far, nobody can try stop it
No meds and I get bloodshot in the eye sockets
My medication is music, my religion is rhymes
There ain't a single mind scary as the middle of mine
It's like there's a f*cking demon that's living inside
Who takes over if the drug he needs ain't given in time

Just give me my medication
It's been two days, now my head is aching
I can't sur-vive music deprivation
There's just no drug here that's better tasting

People are telling me I should take a break
And I would, if it wasn't for my neighbors sake
They don't wanna have to bolt their doors and waken late
To the noise my kitchen knife on their window scraping makes
See without my music I just lose the plot
Probably where from in my early days I used to jot
Non-stop, councilors, doctors, I refused the lot
Just give me a mic, pen and pad, while the booth is locked
And I'm off, but they don't see shit run deeper than skills
Taking in music every day for me is equal to pills
With twice the buzz that E's or even DMT could instill
Meddling with my drug flow is how people get killed
Windows get smashed, shit gets violently thrown
Unless somebody gets music plugged into the side of my dome
That's why they had me put away and this asylum is home
No meds, I'm left to sit in silence alone

Just give me my medication
It's been two days, now my head is aching
I can't sur-vive music deprivation
And there's no drug here that's better tasting

Two days i've been in this cell now, twitching and turning
I can feel it spreading through my mind itching and burning
My only vice is envisioning pictures of curling
My fist around the nurses neck 'till I get the fix i've been yearning
But see my doctor says it don't exist
Says that I just need to rest, and it won't persist
I wonder if he'll still beleive that when I open six
Holes in his arm with my teeth, and leave him with open wrists over this
I'm telling, I ain't asking
Give me what I need or i'll be committing arson
No medication? what? NO! that can't swing
I'll rip out your intestines and use them as harp strings DARLING!
Haha, teather them ways
Around your ribs and watch your heart as the melody plays
I told you I'm Syko, i've said it for days
NOW WOULD SOMEBODY GO GET ME MY MEDICINE PLEASE?!

Just give me my medication
It's been two days, now my head is aching
I can't sur-vive music deprivation
There's just no drug here that's better tasting!

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