DESCRIPTION:
One of the doppest Psych Ward tracks I've ever heard. That backwards beat is insane.

You know who they be man: Kid Fade - Jnyce - Shallow Pockets

[Chorus x2 - Kid Fade & Shallow Pockets]
We keep it locked like the Psych Ward (psych ward) Mic Lord (mic lord) CYBORGS!! "Leave you with white chalk on side walks."
Destined to win ya'll dustin' the wig! Get squashed like mad timbs!! Bad kids!!! Have you doin' head spins!!!!

[Verse 1 - Shallow Pockets]
No flexin' got you in you're phone Nelson break you out with the brother called Morsin, slick talkin' got you filing for extortion, pickin' pockets on my way to make a fortune.
Piece by piece I be eatin' MC's, no evidence left the flesh between my teeth, check the feces I digest these weaklings vomit creepin' an address these street teams, hard core like porn watch me hit for more angles, squeezin' chromosomes holdin' it down like I strangle, rippin' cartilage from bones all in your ankles, twistin' microphones because blow when they mangled.
Rude as Hell the blue adrenalin root canal tooth an nail pierce through it's you're nail, puff cubans like Ma' Dell star stripper with the kill.

[Chorus x2 - Kid Fade & Shallow Pockets]
We keep it locked like the Psych Ward (psych ward) Mic Lord (mic lord) CYBORGS!! "Leave you with white chalk on side walks."
Destined to win ya'll dustin' the wig! Get squashed like mad timbs!! Bad kids!!! Have you doin' head spins!!!!

[Verse 2 - Prevail]
I rock off the top when I blow the spot, like exploding glocks this shit is hot when it drops like gettin' popped by the cops, the beat drops still got to beat box pull out your Reeboks break dance on the side walk, never be boys outlined in chalk, when I pull out your spine try an rhyme but you can't talk.
Sick to death kid leave you desperate four different elements rhyme intelligence finish you're sentence, always keep em guessin' with my rap testaments no questions, you're rhyme past left desecrate, fuck up you're whole resurment with that classic, acrobatic, reek the havoc, this shit is tragic, it's like bad tabs of acid when I stab an practice black magic.. Always was the bad kid.

[Chorus x2 - Kid Fade & Shallow Pockets]
We keep it locked like the Psych Ward (psych ward) Mic Lord (mic lord) CYBORGS!! "Leave you with white chalk on side walks."
Destined to win ya'll dustin' the wig! Get squashed like mad timbs!! Bad kids!!! Have you doin' head spins!!!!

[Verse 3 - Kid Fade]
Cannibal Corpse slaught with animal thoughts un-tangible force leave you unimaginable loss!! Spinal injections dirty like viral infections un-tolerable lessons inflicted from knowledgeable essence, breakin' MC's off like stems in crack capsules, ticker blast fuckers we serve suckers disastrous, remain kosher or check the time like a toaster, spot-block-roaster, slash-time-smoker!! Carry the heat bury the weak terror we speak tearin' you're speech, impairin' you're hearin' leave you dead in the streets.
I got MC's locked up like holocaust camps, pick up the bomb while you fence while I'm raisin' the rent, YOU AIN'T MILITANT. The last man standin', doin' the hand standin' straight in the grand dam I'm abandoned over the grand canyon, flows I'm pan handlin', then I crash without a soft landin'.
You're better off sellin' them shoes like Al Bundy, before we have to eat you're whole style like lunch meat.

[Chorus x2 - Kid Fade & Shallow Pockets]
We keep it locked like the Psych Ward (psych ward) Mic Lord (mic lord) CYBORGS!! "Leave you with white chalk on side walks."
Destined to win ya'll dustin' the wig! Get squashed like mad timbs!! Bad kids!!! Have you doin' head spins!!!!