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kane train - psyche shift! lyrics

[intro]
yeah, yeah…
you know how many f_cking people i’ve met…
that just say they’re gonna do that, they’re gonna do this?
and they never do sh_t, bruv. their life stays the same for years fam!
you man need to get your priorities straight!
f_ck that!

[verse 1]
i’ve been going through the motions (i have!)
i’ve been staying way too open (oh, yeah!)
when conversating with these roaches
these b_tches giving me lovey_dovey psychosis (awh, so cute…)

but i bounced back like i always did!
now, i’m out the trap, and i’m over it! (f_ck that!)
and, i’ll never slip again. f_ck a b_tch!
they can crouch down and then pucker lips! (unlucky!)

bend ’em over then bust some kids! (wooh!)
used to be a nice guy offering to buy pints
on some sucker sh_t, but she should pay me
to suck this d_ck! (she should!)

i am the representation of what can be possible
when you voluntarily face your obstacles
constantly staying in states uncomfortable!
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!)
yeah, i was 16… laying in bed in a hospital…
asking myself… “is this all there is?”
i was staring at the clock on the wall (hmm…)
yeah, watching that b_tch tick…
(tick, tick, tick, tick)

i was immobile. i could not f_cking walk
was taking drugs daily for years
socially anxious. i could hardly f_cking talk!
(look at me now!)

i wanted to be dead…
imagine if i had succeeded
when i put that chain around me neck
and, tried to cut off my breathing. yeah! (woah)

i would not even be here
so why the f_ck should i be scared of sh_t?
haters be mad! (stay mad b_tch!)

yeah! i was 18… my dad took me into his bedroom
loaded dianabol up in a test tube
then proceeded to inject that sh_t right into his left glute… (thanks dad!)

he looked me up in my eye
and told me “son, if you wanna become an admirable guy”
then this is what you must live your life like…
f_ck that!
never had a real man teach me how to become a man! (never!)
home environment was like a prison! (uh!)
i might as well have been locked in the can! (sheesh…)

f_ck b_tches! never feel sh_t!
the last f_ck up flipped the k!ll switch!
now, i never give a girl my feelings!
i k!ll a b_tch with a steel sickle! (yeah!)

nasty bloke! i be crafting flows ’till the caskets closed!
turn your ass to toast, or i’ll slash your throat!
send you b_st_rds into a mass hypnosis!

my whole psychology has shifted!
i know you can feel it. i know you can see it!
i know you man still doubting this sh_t’s even real…
but you best believe it! (yeah!)

[interlude]
haha!
yeah…
yo, name a f_cking rapper that can touch me on this m.i.c
(come at me, bruv!)
send that diss track
(i dare you!)
you man are all f_cking sh_t, bruvva!
[verse 2]
feeling incredible. i’m on a level that you could never get to… (uh huh!)
i’m using you as a stepping stone to get to the pedestal (yeah!)
i’m buzzing but i never took no edible… (what!?)
you man need to lay off that md at the festivals! (you do!)

low testosterone up in your t_st_cl_s! (oh, god!)
your oestrogen levels is off the wall… (b_tches!)
oestrogen levels is off the richter…
i look around… and i don’t see no competition!
cuz i see my opps as victims!
ain’t no way in h_ll they beating me!
i came from h_ll! go check my medical history…
and you’ll see scenery with no greenery!

woah! i’m like a jack in the box with the flow!
i’m coming back with a ravenous soul!
that was patched up by my own actions
you don’t have a clue what i had to go through! (you don’t…)

i can not stress it enough. you’re a fool!
to think you match me with this in the booth… (yeah, yeah…)
cuz i’ve invested everything and the proof
is in the pudding. watch how i move! (sheesh)

i never had no fellow camaradie (nah…)
it was just me and a pen ripping apart beats (oh, yeah…)
i been doing this for 10 years so pardon me (boom!)
if you think i’m c_cky. i earned this honestly…

10k hours til mastery but i’m far past that b_st_rd feat
so f_ck numbers! and, plastic people!
only approval i’ll ever need, is that from me!
it’s blasphemy…

[outro]
haha!
yo…
yo, f_ck every single person who’s ever disapproved of me…
that’s told me i can’t do this. i can’t do that
all you f_cking pr_cks on socials watching me from the sidelines…
f_cking chattin’ sh_t behind my back…
you’re all f_cking snakey c_nts!
just watch! keep f_cking watching…
cuz you ain’t gonna be sh_t fam!
f_ck all of you!
urgh!

[skit]
bro, i just want you to actually imagine…
because i met your dad the other day, and i was chatting to him…
like, actually imagine like, when you are eighteen, right?
and, your dad takes you to the gym…
and, your dad is f_cking huge, right?
and then, imagine… he literally like, laughs at you…
and then tells you that you need to take dianabol…
and then takes you into his bedroom, and pulls down his shorts
and injects dianabol into his ass cheek!
and, shows you how to do it, and tells you that you need to do it…
and then, gives you a line of cocaine! (cocaine, cocaine)

- kane train lyrics

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