Instrumental- Runway N from "Fashion Week"
Model: Sua Yoo
Lyrics:
The Psychic runs amok
Of the crowd, generrarl population
My mind solves the equation
To end your infestation
The Psychic runs amok
Wallowing in toxic, stuck
But I'm not giving a fuck
Go ahead and push my luck
Think I haven't had enough?
The Psychic runs amok
Pacing round, racing through the quiet town
With my mind I'll burn it down
Watch it bury to the ground
The Psychic runs amok
Catching glances, but never no second chances
No mind if apprehensive
Tear your heart apart like lances
The Psychic walks among you people
Among the masses on another level
PK on the mic with the bass and the treble
Among the masses on another plane
Reach into my brain so I can reconfigure pain
Sounds replay in your mind like vinyl skip
Burnin incense while tearin your ligaments
Swirling down like an ocean swell
My former house, discarded shell
Never thought you could see so well
Must be a real cold day in hell
Where I've been, that's somewhere else
What I've seen - (that's something else )
Who I've been- 1 million lives
Reincarnation a million times
Running blind you're running fine
Turn the blind eye? I gouged out mine
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S
P
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I
P
K
SKY
(X3)
No computer kernel in the world could hack it
Don't know why you tried to fuck with The Psychic
The Psychic walks among you people
Whip it grab it flip IT whatchu know bout how I kick it?
Whatchu know about my function, my audial incision
Make that decision to burst right through my limits
My minds expanded so beyond I see far past apocalypse
The road that's split, in two ways
This fraying haze till end of days
Blown apart like an M-80
There's nothing that's left here for me
My third eyes open, I can see
My wounds are open, I'll let em bleed
I'm coming for yah, can't stop the beast
You'll be left dethroned and dying on your knees
E
S
P
S
I
P
K
SKY
(X3)
No computer kernel in the world could hack it
Don't know why you tried to fuck with The Psychic
