Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Deprogrammed, artist - K Rino. Album song Deprogrammed, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 14.09.2014
Record label: Black Book - SoSouth
Song language: English
Deprogrammed |
As I pondered the thought of evolving as an artist |
I was inside of my office meditating in the darkness |
An uncomfortable pounding was hitting in my chest |
When the patient walked in I was sitting at my desk |
As my thought reached his height, the room became bright |
Then I stood up and slapped him for turning on the light |
Then I told him to be seated as he started to explain |
How the negative influences had targeted his brain |
«The ratchetness defeated my ability to fight it |
I know that it’s atrocious but somehow I’ve grown to like it» |
In one minute I deciphered the symptoms, «Shut up and listen |
You’ve been poisoned and conditioned through audio repetition |
And media false religions and visual exhibitions |
The medicine to the sickness requires no prescription» |
I opened up a cabinet a container was revealed |
Then I told him to, «Be still, lay back and take this pill» |
«What are you tryna do?» |
«I'm going to deprogram you» |
«What are you going to do?» |
«I'm going to deprogram you» |
«No just let me go, I can’t stand you, doctor damn you» |
«You'll thank me when I’m through, just let me deprogram you» |
It was obvious his mind was rejecting cause he was choking |
Three seconds after he took it his body started convulsing |
I’ve been doing this for years, I’m trained, I’m not a novice |
So I recognized quickly an exorcism was in progress |
The process wasn’t clean, he was harder to redeem |
This was one of the most extreme cases I’d ever seen |
I expected little resistance but never a rejecter |
Hooked his brain up to this thing that showed his thoughts on a projector screen |
Every idea and dream he ever dreamed |
Told my secretary Jean to bring me a nectarine |
As I ate it I sat back and let the method take it’s course |
It rewound back eventually landing at the source |
When the needle spiked hard I got anxious |
I saw how the dangerous language came through his subconscious chambers |
Initiating gradual changes that were rendering him brainless |
The power blew and shorted out the main switch |
«What are you tryna do?» |
«I'm going to deprogram you» |
«What are you going to do?» |
«I'm going to deprogram you» |
«No just let me go, I can’t stand you, doctor damn you» |
«You'll thank me when I’m through, just let me deprogram you» |
My maintenance coordinator powered the generator |
Then I placed him into great situational simulator |
Filled his conscience with both beneficial and nonsense |
Featured good and evil and monitored his responses |
With weaker content his vessel paraded about |
Anything positive, he regurgitated it out |
I leaned over the table to scream, «Don't let it break you» |
This fake music was specially designed to overtake you" |
The superficial nature of this garbage I revealed |
«It's an audio mirage this stuff is not even real |
It’s only a spell they sent to keep your true potential in the basement |
Demented strategic radio placement» |
I thought it would get better but then I saw no chances |
He started yelling, «Turn up» and doing funny dances |
He seemed to be getting worse than he was when he came in |
I hollered for my intern to come help me restrain him |
He would die if I couldn’t stop the ignorance from reigning |
The clock was ticking down only two minutes remaining |
To save him I was racing but he gave no indication |
My track record’s impeccable, I’ve never lost a patient |
So failure I never knew, each second the pressure grew |
Came to the conclusion there was only one thing left to do |
He’s nearly a vegetable, I have to handle this directly |
Laid on the table next to him, told my intern to connect me |
And effectively inject more intellect till he was stable |
Similar to car batteries connected with jumper cables |
But if it didn’t work I would lose all my brain fluid |
My intern said, «Please don’t». |
I said, «Shut up and do it» |
When he plugged me to try it sparks flew from the wires |
The lights were flicking on and off, the room was on fire |
And purple communication after that was non-verbal |
The screen said, «Total completion of transferral» |
The course had ran thorough but something was still concerning |
In silence both of us were laid motionless on the gurney |
The patient’s eyes opened as the Sun beamed through the window |
My team started removing the chords from our temples |
He raised up and said he was healed, «The method’s proven» |
They waited for me to respond, still I wasn’t moving |
They entertained the thought that I had let my tactics break me |
They did everything in their power to resuscitate me |
One of them read the bible as I laid there idle |
And multiple devices were used to check the vitals |
They shocked me, medicated me but still wasn’t recovering |
They worked to bring me back a whole hour but still nothing |
Then grateful for my sacrifice and all of my devotion |
They drove me 700 miles and placed me in the ocean |
I floated out to sea as they cried and started grieving |
They stayed the entire evening, said some words before leaving |
They travelled home mourning the demise of the doctor |
Returned to the facility to empty out their lockers |
They came back to the building walked inside and nearly lost it |
Looked down the hall and saw me watching TV in my office |
Drinking a cup of coffee, relaxed trying to chill |
As the patient tried to hug me, I just handed him the bill |
Everyone was like, «We thought you had suffered sure disaster» |
I said, «Yes, I know that’s why you’re the students and I’m the master |
«Now get back to work» |