Damage Lyrics - P.t.s.d. - Post Traumatic Stress Disorder - Pharoahe Monch

Ooh, listen to the way I slay your crew 

Damage, damage, damage, damage 

They cock them hammers, wave them llamas 

But that's that in front of the camera drama 

So when the cameras are attached to dollys, I call them dali lama's 

Mold me, loathe, hold me in the palm of your hand, load me 

You know exactly what I am, murderer 

When I'm inserted on to the top of fifteen family members 

It's the curse of the proverbial anarchy starter, the martyr 

This is what I have been converted to do what I do is insanity 

Pro-fo-fo-fanity when they manually hammer me annually 

You dont figitty phase me yo 

I won't tigitty tase you bro 

Figgity fucking cut you in half like it's nothing minus the laser scope 

Then I will ring your bell like Avon 

Before displaying some of my various tattoos (Trayvon) 

The (Oscar) award winning (Aiyana Jones) hey (Sean) 

Sworn to be cannon fodder for your father slaughter daughters 

Armor piercing tumblers more deadlier than napalm 

Fuck a stray bullet, I take aim when the gun draws 

For ever lasting fame I will maim those who change the gun laws 

Cause post traumatic stress disorder, ask any vet I've worked with 

My purpose catching bodies like safety nets at the circus 

Nigga I will twist your liver like Oliver (TWIST) 

Scratch your name off my calendar 

See that was me thru a silencer 

What you just heard was a .44 caliber 

Now you can fill in the blanks 

I will pillage your town 

Killing them with Dillinger rounds 

Now fill in the clip cause I'm willing to flip 

See I'm sort of certified, I'm fortified live 

You would be mortified if I would put on screen what I've seen 

Horrified holy Bibles, rivals, vital organs 

Little bitty baby bodies, bridal gowns coffins 

Morphine, gang bang, gangrene, slauson, swap meet 

Meet greet, pop I don't sleep, I don't stop 

I love hate, hate cops 

That's why I laugh when they pull it 

I'm motivated and crass 

I'm so elated when I see them on the news 

They flying the flag half mass 

See there's no need for conversation 

When we're discussing the bullet's point of view 

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