Mass Hysteria

Deduct riches who better with pitches?

The flow screw em up, fuck, wetter than dishes

Mama say "if you marry, make sure he got figures"

Daddy say "be respectful, don't ever say nigga"

My nigga

Well, there I go again breaking my promise

What is upon us? Lie on my sheets and I ponder

Reciting my mantra, I should put mics in a condom

I'm coming for honor, strength of a green anaconda

On your conscious, brain storming best get you some ponchos

9th Wonder accomplice back, look what we accomplished

Wit little to nothing, more than they thought we would conquer

We winning and did it all wit no bit of dishonor

Purple hearts, for all the wounded I wounded, Obama

Healthcare for they welfare call it lyrical trauma

ICU, its critical they sicker than vomit

Pitiful if they ever think that we'd break it like Omish

Traditions, told niggas like Minstrel shows

I'd blacken the face that ever took shots at my race

Like mase in a mason jar it'd be hell if I break

Tears, for all they fears they hearts would all ache

Like the many females that drank Chapel wit ol' Drake

And don't see a next date, guess my flow similar fate

To these rappers I look over em like at awakes

Peek in look at em still sleeping, word to big Jay

Hey

I weigh my options like back at the mosh pit

Pushing me with the quickness, I'll send em to hospice everyday

It's Rapsody in your area

About to cause mass hysteria

Coming through your area, causing mass hysteria

Flow been a weapon like Erykah mama gun

I'm bout to bury ya and pose out the window of the chariot

Live from the capital under like mail carriers

The Letters I read um the I's and the T's

Lines I spotted then crossed ain't no fear in my genes

No boxing Kareem, win everything I throw up, cha-ching

Bank that blank check, see through goals get you rings

From publications, label Caucasians and agents

The business side fuck it, the other half is amazing

We all tryna make it Phylicia raising a raisin

In the sun like brother Big Pun I'm not a player

Unless we lay-up in the Caymans drinking something pinkish

Shots of Ciroc cuz of how we rock, wanna thank us

Thinkers sharp as shank they sink inside of the bankers

Embezzle style they can't profile me like I'm Blanket

Michael Jr. - can't be seen or neither touched

Money over loyalty always will leave you fucked

Her name Karma and she got drama be actin up

Call it broadway when recording how I conduct hysteria