Might be a little cynical at times

But I feel I earned that right

Throughout the years you know

Now It might sound a little bit bleak

When I speak on the Mic

Like I ' m in the shadow creeping

Like a thief in the night

But the thought pops up

That it all comes down to

Who got muscle

Who got hustle when it all comes round

Cause the bigger the gun seems

The bigger the payoff

And every player out there ' s

Quitting his day job

To get a piece of pie

A spoon full of gravy

Cruise a Mercedes

Home to a room full of Ladies

Understand it has a rubber band-effect

And it ' s coming back to

Get all the money you collected

And when it does man

It ' s stings on the rewind

Can ' t cut corners

No such thing as a free ride

Caught you a break

So you thought it was safe

But all the mistakes

You made got you lost in the race man

I used to doubt him

Now I ' m all about him

Show your peace-signs

Turn it up a little louder like

Doctor give me my prognosis

Cyni-Cyni-Cyni-Cynikaliosis

I was feeling fine till yesterday

Maybe you and I should focus

Cynikaliosis

Feeding us the lie we never wait

Now people don ' t react

We just sleep on the fact

That the blood is in the street

Knee-deep in our back

Our politicians up and told us

Step aside cause it ' s fight night

Media they kept us mesmerized

By the bright lights

Government

Headed up my borderline psycho wow)

What good is freedom

If it ' s only for white folks damn)

This is no wrestle mania man

Unless your residence is on Pennsylvania Ave

It ' s like the wild wild west

Where the marshal is the outlaw

Ducked when he swung

But he caught you with his south paw

The shit is giving me a ulcerdoe

All these free-masons mixed up

With skulls and bones

All these white-collar crooks

Get their business poppin

And all you do is think about

Your Christmas shopping

Well grab what you can

But don ' t let it fool you

See the mans got a plan

And it doesn ' t include you like

Doctor give me my prognosis

Cyni-Cyni-Cyni-Cynikaliosis

I was feeling fine till yesterday

Maybe you and I should focus

Cynikaliosis

Feeding us the lie we never wait

You can take the shoes

Of my feet and move it along

I won ' t loose any sleep over

Nothing that small

But don ' t take my mind

Of what ' s right and what ' s wrong

See we need our vision

To see where we going

And I know and I know it ' s about time

And the money and the money and time

Working man at his house saying: honey I ' m trying

To get you everything you want outrunning the line

Nine-to-five night shifts till one of us dies

So you can look like Kate Blanchet or Scarlett Johansen

Parade around the block in the hottest new fashion

Million-dollar smile while you shop at the mall

While I wait around the house for the doctor to call

And say:

-Hello

-Mister Reisch I ' m afraid a have some bad news for you

-Ugh ok

-Well the test results are back and quite frankly

It ain ' t looking to good

-Wait whats wrong

-It ' s a dismount prognosis for you

-Ok

-Yeah very bad to say the least

Doctor give me my prognosis

Cyni-Cyni-Cyni-Cynikaliosis

I was feeling fine till yesterday

Maybe you and I should focus

Feeding us the lie we never wait