Panic Struck

Panic - feeling anxiety, can't imagine or fathom

Why they would lie to me or leave abandoned

Damn it - in the land of the free, we scramble to eat

If you can't compete you harm your family tree

But sitting in a cell you could be sitting in hell

Parallel universe, the world in which I dwell

It's the mastery of fear not the absence of fear

Courage in the words you hear, I spit some truth in your ear

Envision in metal rise in my extremities

The fibrillating shock I wouldn't wish on my worst enemies

Hyper ventilating my body chemistry faded

We waited for Tajai but did he get eliminated?

I hate it, I circled the block, my brain is working the pot

I can't say for certain or not if Tajai is hurting from shots

Thought you swarming they was serving that scotch

We observing the clock

And every person that walked by is a person that watched

All I heard was a pop, nervous system slipping to shock

Body twisted and quickly got acquainted with the black top

Blacked out, then my universe became white

Whiteness, I'm surrounded by a bunch of black dots

Now quicker than a nigga could get graced to be alive

Four hitters hit my wiggum with them Gregory Hines

Tryna roly poly, they dropping builders on me

Somebody came with that swift kick that left ya homie snoring

Uh, I can't face the fact I don't know where my aces at

And I ain't okay with that

I'm thinking who did it and where they staying at to pay them back

Why was they placing at, a swim we was laying back

Them boys wasn't playing jack, what you say to that?

Let me state the facts, Massey missing in action

And all we know is the disappearing niggas was blasting

If he isn't here in a minute and there's no witness to admit the assassin caught him slipping

We looking for that liquid plasma

Woke up in the black truck they must've put in the back of

Garage door opened and they backed up

Something went like they got a bunch of jackals in cages

Dropped me on the table like a fucking sack of potatoes

Sudden attack from what looked like a rabid lab

Turned my calf to a bloody mess and tattered rags

They duct taped my face as we entered the place

It's getting cold I think we headed to the base-ment