Asaalm-alaikum, brother [Name] X

(Well, laikum-asalaam, blackman)

Brother, I've been having -

Psychic thoughts, revelational visions lately

I want you to tell me what you think about em

(Well, go head, brother, you are the original man)



[CHORUS]

Psychic thoughts are what I conceive

Are they true or am I full of bad weed?

You place the judgment, you make the decision

But even so, death is my ambition



[VERSE 1]

I'm the South Park psycho, I'm hoppin, muthafucka, I'm pissed

So I unleash the dragon, fire burns through the broke wrist

Yo, psychic psychology, devil's gonna die

Hold up, a vision is comin, unknown creatures fly from the sky

Fuck this fired-up, I feel I'm linked with this weed

I keeps sayin 'terror', so terror it is indeed

Focus your view points, or you'll be dead

Devil's babies die early, curly, sharp axe to the head

Comments from a murderer, my thoughts are sinister

Cursed by a priest, pastor, [???] minister

A spiritual magician, master of tricks

With wizardry, witch, more graphic thoughts of a crucifix

Yo, plus a sniper, sudden death, cranium claws

Flyin is dangerous, airplane sabotage

I mirror the messenger, I'm sent from beyond

As time sets back, the hourglass wouldn't respond

Flashes of heatstrokes, this is an order

It's comin to a time where court judges is camcorders

Yo, Ganksta NIP, a mental warrior brought

Comin soon: genocide, but first beware of the psychic thoughts



[CHORUS]



[VERSE 2]

Real soon, bitch, you're gonna see tragedy

Violent winds at 300 mph, sacred savagery

Lives are uncounted for, let's even the score

Psychic thoughts of different mammals comin up from the ocean's floor

Powerful gun sounds all across the globe

Tires are now extinct, niggas drivin  jets [???]

Death to the maximum, it seems like a dream

Infrared [???] butcher knife, stump on a laser beam

Mental hypnosis, I meditate, that's how

I see the ozone layer's bout to drop any minute now

You know I'm a psycho, I come from the premonition

Of thoughts of genocide from the beast-like competition

Yo, them muthafuckas make them South Park niggas clown

It's going on three years, the law has been shut down

To all devils, I'm talking to you

The war in South Park has finally come true

(NIP, what you was doin when [???] was jumpin up?)

Crooked cops, I was personally pumpin em up

Ganksta NIP can never be caught

3rd eye insight, knowledge visions of psychic thoughts



[CHORUS]



[VERSE 3]

Revolution is hyped up, niggas causin casualties

_Faces Of Death_ ain't no movin no more, now it's reality

Human destruction, SPC done broke records

Bodies fallin off of buildings every 19 muthafuckin seconds

Serious sex thoughts, pussy is blades

Over half the population on earth, they done caught AIDS

A major catastrophy, terrible weather

Winter, spring, summer, fall, all combined together

Dimensions of darkness, but is there a light switch?

Children can't handle it, some are havin night fits

Niggas whippin ass, in Allah we trust

But to strictly be real, them devils killin a lot of us

Hold up, wait, we killin em suckers

We can get em, nigga ( *blast* )  we done took over this mutahfucka

And after that, no more signs of the beast

In the year 2000, you're gonna experience peace

Among brothers, no more devils to show up

By the year 3000, the world's gonna blow up

Yo, Ganksta NIP could never be caught

To enforce I dive into psychic thoughts



(America, Farrakhan is warning you today

Goddamnit, you're either gonna change or die

Young black men no longer lift every voice and sing

But you lift every damn fist and swing)