[Intro]
Hear that?
That's the sound of paranoia
Do you know what paranoia feels like?
Do you know what paranoia feels like?
Well I'ma tell ya what paranoia feels like
[Verse 1]
The first feeling that you get, can't forget it...
It feels like you're; schizophrenic
Unable to determine; who to trust
Therefore you let all available relationships rust
You don't really know what the f** to do...
Because you know everybody is watching you
So you get it done using all available times
That'll tell people not to mess with your damn grind
But there goes your deteriorating mind
There you are, unable to find...
The difference between black and white
So you k** a person who's part of the conspiracy tonight
This is something you should f**ing know
How to keep the paranoia hidden and not show any...
Weakness, or anything
It's not over until the fat lady sings
[Hook]
Paranoia is in your mind
Paranoia messes with your grind
Paranoia you'll never be able to find
Paranoia, a waste of time
Paranoia is in your mind
Paranoia messes with your grind
Paranoia you'll never be able to find
Paranoia, a waste of time
[Verse 2]
In the beginning it's easy to manage
But as time goes on it takes advantage...
Of you, makes you think you don't have a clue
Therefore you become it's f**ing tool
There is no cure for it, avaliable
Therefore you have to be willing and able
To k** a hooker or a goddamn who*e
Or take a gun and rob a convience store
These are the things you must be able to handle
Because you can't walk around a room... Rambling
On... About the people who f**ed you well
You can't be able to take em to
Show and tell because they probably...
Don't exist and you f**ing wish...
That you had a way to f**ing persist
With that theory, that you wish you could dish
[Hook]
Paranoia is in your mind
Paranoia messes with your grind
Paranoia you'll never be able to find
Paranoia, a waste of time
Paranoia is in your mind
Paranoia messes with your grind
Paranoia you'll never be able to find
Paranoia, a waste of time
[Verse 3]
Well hey, hey, hey. I see you're working on your collection
Because you couldn't gain the effection
From your former friends who sold you out for benz
Now tell me who got the lens looking out for the hens
That'd be you because you got all the clues
And you knew the fools so you know what to do
Take a piece of paper or photo, tie it with a string
And then you'll figure out everything
Life is just; one big puzzle
If your mind dares to f**ing fuzzle
Then you'll end up like one of them
You won't be able to figure it out again
You'll be like the sheep who knows how to baa
Who can't really think and has f**ing flaws
It'll be like a d**h sentence
Therefore you gotta know how to represent this