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[Intro] [Psychiatrist] So, K-Rino, I understand that you've been having a series of illusions [K-Rino] Yeah, man, my mind just keep drifting into places I don't want it to go, man, I dont understand what's wrong with me... [Psychiatrist] Well, in order for me to get a proper diagnoses, I'm gonna need you to explain it to me if possible [K-Rino] I'll try man but...I'll try man [Verse 1] As I fall into a deep sleep, knowledge is the drug I'm doping up Eyes closed, I wait for mental doors to open up I drift into the universal future events I witness rhymes memorised without rehearsal I found myself fighting in a rage First page of the drama, South Park was the murder stage So I let the tension build up, twenty they killed up I stepped in the mix and got filled up Skies were cloudy in my brain I strain with pain and see the rain and blood or I'm bleeding like rain I was too scared to fear it, so loud I couldn't hear it Dimensional war man versus spirit As I crossed my soul road, I met a warlord Standing before me with the shield and a golden sword He said forever I would burn, but fighting his soul to death Would be the only way that I could return Although it made no sense to me I meditated till my mighty black book appeared instantly However death was my conclusion Although it appeared to be destruction it was only an illusion [Hook] Its only an illusion (Its only an illusion) Its only an illusion (Its only an illusion) Its only an illusion (Its only an illusion) Its only an illusion (Its only an illusion) Its only an illusion (Its only an illusion) Its only an illusion (Its only an illusion) Its only an illusion (Its only an illusion) Its only an illusion (Its only an illusion) [Verse 2] Deep in South Park the projects Home of the killers, dope fiends, hookers and car wrecks Found myself on the verge of getting smothered Tied up in a room full of fake under-covers Caught up in a cross, the set up was tight and solid Had 15 g's in a sack with two more in my wallet They sent me upstairs to start the hit Apartment two-twenty-one where the big boys ran they licks Now ain't this a switch, I'm getting used by the police Living life as a faking snitch Knocked on the door real soft They snatched me up and let me know a dope fiend already tipped 'em off Knowing the cops was outside, them fools was fried So they gon' murder me and then commit suicide It ain't no mercy or no catch Poured some gas all over my body and they struck a match The cops kicked until the door broke, bullets flew Bodies were dropping both sides suffered death in the smoke Im caught in this confusion Just as I thought that I was dying it was only an illusion [Hook] [Psychiatrist] I think it's something psychiatric K, so im gonna have to do some further analysis [K-Rino] Aw, man, I can't take this no more, man [Psychiatrist] I'm gonna need one more illusion K [Verse 3] Yeah baby I love you too I'm-a come and scoop you later she said call before you come through This was a girl I just met She took my mind off my problems, a relationship was in effect She knew I didn't play around Went to her crib every now and then at night just to lay it down She knows about the life that's trapping me Knew that I had to watch myself with all these jealous suckers after me Was there ever any doubt? No I stopped pounding on that booty hard I started making love slow I never had to get this lady straight I told her 'bout this fool I hate, she said she knew him back in '88 A high-capper named Rick, ain't nothing changed He was trickin' back then and he's still a trick He's out to get me cus I split him On the hoop-court cappin' for some freaks so I did him My baby said he's only frontin' Take your mind off, K, come lay it down and let me show you somethin' Another world is what she showed me, gave it like she owed me Tied me to the bed and then she rode me She said you like that, I said yeah baby you's a killer She said I know and then she reached up under the pillow I hope you enjoyed the blast son And I hope that the hit was good cus it's your last one All along this trick was gaming Twenty brothers busted out of the closets strapped and aiming Could it be another illusion? This one was real Life is over school out murder conclusion [Outro] [Psychiatrist] K! K wake up! K-Rino! Get up! Oh my god. K! Get up! C'mon K! C'mon K snap in to it. Get back. C'mon K...
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