Pandemonium - The Pharcyde

High above the plains but still remains equal

Livin on, no matter how fly there is no sequel

I am not a supreme being, freeing people

'Cause many minds are zombified, that’s why they never rest

Fightin for the light and fightin' holes in their chest

Merely scavengers but no one who’ll confess

But in time, they will all undress

Livin in the lost & found, trapped without sound

Dappin' ass a pound means it’s way underground

No, calculating 'cause it’s all round

Round like a figure, in old school calligra-phy

So figure that you don’t wanna see

Far greater than the eye so you can fly Cali

Used to have a tax on teens now they got a tax on me

But that’s if you can find me

I’ll be trippin with the scene with the pan-de.monium

He been 'causin more calamities to me than Am-ity

-ville Horror, real horror, way mo' wicked than Gomorrah

Or Sodom, I shoulda shot him but I didn’t

Right then, to me my man hit it

Just because I’m tenant reason why they hit me with a rotten label

And use trickery to put my cards upon the table

So they can COPY, but they’re UNABLE~!

They come SLOPPY, ill equipped to grip the sacred cables

Stretchin' out, that age old fable

How they’re not really my friends

They can’t wait to infiltrate and get me for my ends

It’s been trend-in, in everything I do

The devil tries to throw his wicked wrench into with his henchmen crew

Main reason why I, resist whack guys

And let 'em know they couldn’t wrap with me aluminum

(When you what?) When I’m causin' pandemonium…

Somebody tell me what’s wrong with this picture

(What?) How long will it take before it hits ya?

And you begin to understand

The dirty underhanded plan to place pandemonium upon the land

Face to face with the faces of death

On a daily basis, to the point we embrace this

(What?) Demonic debauchery

Negatively affecting the psyche, that’s why we like to see

Some type of monster chasin'

Erasin' people from the face of the Earth like Jason

When that was just a movie merely illustrating

The illy type of shit that they really got waitin'

And I can’t be condonin' 'em (Why is that?)

Sick minds perpetuatin' pandemonium

Mere men are two handicapped to adapt

On my terrain, they remain in the same frame of thought

And they only thought as I laughed

At they foolish attempt to pin my technique

So I set a new mark, transforming my styles

To reconcile with the present, peasant

Meaning unsliced conditions

Like the ninjas on my trail, you will fail in hell

The young male will prevail when all hell breaks

I hate fakes, worse I hate flakes~!

Men get worse I get 'em to make their mistakes

I stay low like a sheet of linoleum

When it comes to pandemonium