The D.O.C. — Pineal Gland

Intro:[Scarface sample] "You wanna' play rough? OK. Say hello to my little friend!" [Verse 1]: My stomach's so full from all these rappers that I fucking ate I'm going insane, I belong in section eight Someone let me out my cage: what a big mistake You guys are weak like paper plates, selling out like real estate And I'm fucking higher than a shooting star So ahead of my time, I'm on Mars driving flying cars. Ha I keep you moving like momentum. Try to take mines, I'll pull your spine out your rectum Now my cranium is heavier than gravity I'm dissecting instrumentals like anatomy Niggas mad at me because I took their baddest B; What a disappointing tragedy but that's just the reality Hatting ass niggas tryna shit on me But them hating ass niggas ain't got shit on me You can feel my energy when I step into the facility Like mathematics, fucking with your mental balance and ability's [Hook]: (Uhh) Turn the volume up 'till your speakers pop. Doing what I love to do best when the needle drops This Hip-Hop trophy, Ima take it. But before I kill my mudafucking flow, Ima rape it (Yup) This is do or die or suicide. I'm getting high; that makes my vision vaster than the bluest skies Get throwed 'till I pass out. Leanin' 'till I black out. I'm shooting in her basket like that nigga Jerry Stackhouse [Verse 2]: I'm oldschool, like Walkman's and tape cassettes Killing rappers mad slow like cigarettes The hottest nigga in your town, I don't fuck around But I'd fuck around and probably bust out with the dopest sound I put my spirit in my jams, I'm going all out Listen to this sober, and you'd probably think you bared out Hennessy to the dome 'till I'm out of it I do drugs but I can't say that I'm proud of it I gave it to your lady, left that pussy aching Then wake up in the morning to the smell of eggs and bacon The beat go hard, but my flow is much harder Cause tryna' fuck with me is like tryna' breathe underwater Suckas' act suspicious? I'm getting mad vicious Cut a nigga nose off if I find it in my business My dreams are pretty vivd, this is how I live it Getting higher than the sky cause their is no limit [Hook]: (Uhh) Turn the volume up till you go deaf. I'm the flyest eagle from the mudafucking birds nest Everything that I write cause casualties. Now I got the mudafucking devil coming after me (Yup) I'm killing these rappers and put 'em to sleep. Leave 'em deceased with these treacherous beats Try to compete and you'll swallow defeat. So gather around, let me have your attention Here to teach your ass a lesson, in every rap session [Outro]: I see dead people in my mudafucking dreams. I see dead faces where there not supposed to be Could this be fantasy? Is this reality? "All that we see, is but a dream, within a dream." (X2)