Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hydra, artist - Hieroglyphics. Date of issue: 31.12.2001
Song language: English
Hydra |
| I’m a shady ass fool |
| I stick a machete in the back of |
| Your rib cage, trying to disengage the blade just to save |
| Your life, caught a knife, backstabbed again |
| Jealous, want your cabbage then, yelling out |
| How I break out the mack ten, fully automatic then |
| Start spraying up shots, like crooked cops |
| Squeezing the trigger like Ice T |
| It’s magical, how the shiesty ones gradually metamorphosise |
| Right before your eyes and then flash on you |
| I get cold sweat, every morning |
| Waking up from nightmares, about heaven being |
| This padded room, that god said I’m never leaving |
| I wonder if I’m dead or breathing, I think he’s punishing me |
| Cuz 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 grays |
| And now my mind’s a maze, understand |
| I be strong in the Berkeley streets |
| Searching for meat and trashcans with assorted leftovers |
| I face foreclosure, my mind roams in zones and mazes |
| Thinking about the days I rhymed (I could’ve made it) |
| I can’t accept panic swept, I’m an arsonist |
| Leaving the Oakland hills smoke filled, I’m deadlier than arsenic |
| Down at lake Merritt, setting ducks on fire, watch the fluttering flab |
| I’m on the run, fuck the priors! |
| Five heads is better than one |
| Instead of just one, 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 volatile, infantile talented |
| Not demented enough to be committed, but unbalanced |
| 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 |
| To kill a cancer, catch it |
| I wanna 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, addiciton |
| Try 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 tense from the strain of stress |
| Wanderin' your town, with intensive pain, and yes |
| I like to do things until my mood swings, then |
| I’m like fuck that, y’all niggas is strange! |
| — repeat to end |