Psychology Lyrics - Let's Get Free - Dead Prez

I was born, in a dump 

My mama died and my father got drunk 

They left me, to die or grow 

In the middle of Tobacco Road 

I grew up in a rusty shack 

All I owned was hangin' on my back 

And Lord knows, how I learnt 

This place called Tobacco Road 

Tobacco road, you're dirty and you're filthy 

Tobacco road, gonna get me some dynamite and a crane 

I'm gonna blow it up 

Lord knows gonna start all over again 

My mind is the place where I make my plans 

The world is the place where I take my stand 

The beauty of life is mine today 

They cannot take my mind away 

Fuck what you heard, I'm from Africa 

This ain't no act it's mathematical 

Past the black radical 

I choose the M1, because it's practical 

Nothin' was changed, we ain't protected 

No names, it's all factual 

They push the wrong buttons, count down to detonate 

Brooklyn blown away and the world will have to speculate 

This is what we learn in the streets, fuck a degree 

Believe in none of what you hear and half of what you see 

It's like watching your own father smoke crack 

I have nightmares on shit like that 

No way in hell I'll ever get like that 

I seen a lot of shit in twenty-two years 

It's like a tour of duty 

My life is booby-trapped, it's hard to see the beauty 

When your heart is turning ice cold 

Cold like your hands exposed to blistering winds 

My mother keep her eyes closed, she say she prayin' 

I listen close to what she sayin' 

When she speak of Jesus I ignore it 

But when it's practical I'm all for it 

You got to think like a soldier 

I'm training myself to snatch pistols out of holsters 

Discipline keep the mind focused 

This whole world is a corn field son 

Look out for flying locusts 

My mind is the place where I make my plans 

The world is the place where I take my stand 

The beauty of life is mine today 

They cannot take my mind away 

My mind is the place where I make my plans 

The world is the place where I take my stand 

The beauty of life is mine today 

They cannot take my mind away 

Don't let 'em get in your head, they try to probe you 

Figure your thoughts so they can try and control you 

And through you, control your whole crew 

It's psychology boy, now what the fuck that make you wanna do? 

You can't walk the streets with no state of mind 

Blind to the ways of mankind 

And if you know the time, give me a sign 

Tell me where we draw the line 

I got your back if you got mine 

My enemy's enemy is my man 

One deadlock is stronger than one strand 

While the crackers got the upper hand 

My comrades stand on lands stolen 

Every tooth a golden opportunity 

Who holdin' my community hostage? 

10 percent ransom, costing us time we lost and some 

This is how the plan runs 

Thinkin' with a fugitive brain 

What we do to live is insane 

Holdin' the weed, healing my membranes 

Just like crack, you know it all boils down 

To the dollars-and-cents of it 

Niggaz commence to get [unverified] to sentenced to serve terms 

Jumping the fence, the black germ is loose 

When will they learn? 

Psychology 

We piss on walls and smoke reefa in the halls 

No respect for their laws 

I cut your face with a kitchen knife 

In gladiator times, man against machinery 

The tree bark fatigues help me blend in with the scenery boy 

Life is a series of serious choices 

Theories is formed from experience, never mysterious forces 

Various courses of life can lead to failure 

Too much of anything is a trap 

My mind snap 

Guerrilla warfare for two grand 

They say karate means 'Empty hands' 

So then it's perfect for the poor man 

They say karate means 'Empty hands' 

So then it's perfect for the poor man 

My mind is the place where I make my plans 

The world is the place where I take my stand 

The beauty of life is mine today 

They cannot take my mind away 

My mind is the place where I make my plans 

The world is the place where I take my stand 

The beauty of life is mine today 

They cannot take my mind away 

When you think of us think of pyramids and pistols 

And glimmering gold teeth that shine like crystals 

The mind is like a jewel son 

Only a fool wouldn't grasp it 

Wisdom is a tool, you get blasted 

When you think of us think of pyramids and pistols 

And glimmering gold teeth that shine like crystals 

The mind is like a jewel son 

Only a fool wouldn't grasp it 

Wisdom is a tool, you get blasted 

Free your mind, and the rest will follow 

Seize the time, no-one is promised tomorrow 

Free your mind, and the rest will follow 

Seize the time, no-one is promised tomorrow 

Free your mind, and the rest will follow 

Seize the time, no-one is promised tomorrow 

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