Musings from the Mad Scientist

by Lloyd, Liquid (The Pharm)

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released June 15, 2013

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mixed & mastered by: Skarm
art by: Sloj

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Track Name: Crazy
...hey, i think you're crazy man, take that medication and
understand, that they're all below the level that we stand


yo i see the ants on the ground, grow to sizes of an elephant
similar to your life, distorted and irrelevant
overly congested with confusion, disconnected from the source
navigating off the course into illusion
you're losing yourself in the psychology
and all the clarity will turn into calamities
on different canopies of misinterpretation
many truths are now a fallacy
see a vision and collision with a lesser galaxy
you're better off, probably another person
imagining existence while direction is uncertain
until you find the line that separates you from connection
to the truth, and reality remains the biggest question
never had a clue, that my point of view
overcomes a million steps, whatever the shamans do
to take you to a stage in a system where the sane
are predicted to be slain by the same individuals who claim
that they know better
but they die in cold weather
i'm a wolf on a vendetta
while you're just a poor fella
trapped inside a cellar underneath an amphitheater
where the isolation from the common world is causing terror


yo i think you're crazy man, take that medication and
understand that they're all below the level that we stand
yo i know i'm crazy man, fuck that medication and
give me all the venomous reality to comprehend


i hear nothing in this world of constant bluffing
i see it coming while everyone else is running
towards a stark definition of how life is being lived
so i start on my mission with a heartless ambition
and depart from the program that is usually delayed
so we stowaway, for a way to find a destination
of ghost communication through a host of observations
and close examinations of a soulless mental patient
but just be patient in this storm bound cycle
of this life that we live, with a closed mind idle
man, i'm overdoing this analysis and stuck inside paralysis
until we find the source of how the catalyst
switches to channel six
where the program is an abundant display
of unconventional ways, to lay waste
to the state of a normal slave
delusional through the days
...find out how this dopamine tastes


yo i think you're crazy man, take that medication and
understand that they're all below the level that we stand
yo i know i'm crazy man, fuck that medication and
give me all the venomous reality to comprehend

you're really crazy man, take that medication
so you understand that they're all below the level that we stand
yeah i'm sure i'm crazy man, took that medication and
now i'm feeling numb... someone tell me what i took again
Track Name: Excerpt 37
sensory perception, affecting the detection
and recovery of questions in your favorite recollection
many thoughts are pondered by the curious, and innocence,
instead of the reward, is punished for apparent insolence
the resonance, consequences of the actions taken by the few
now mistaken as the heroes of this nation
ripping through the silence of a blindfolded history
listen to the violence of this now awakened symphony
broken from the core
now always hoping more can be achieved
but instead the evil deeds create a sore convoluted life explored
by the vices and insanity
lifeless with humanity
we hide inside our apathy
spiritual atrophy, needed for recovery
begin with the dilemma and proceed to the discovery
of a new beginning where solutions are the start
of a society and standard where we do not need to march..
false recognition of the powers in control
bringing us to pause, let manipulation take its toll
'til the cold world, screaming for its story to be told
stays hanging in the balance where morality's been sold..
old formats, complicated forms of combat
verbal songs that, connect with a semi-viable contact
of higher conscience, shifting through the new table of contents
investigate the difference in the objects
so break the contract to explore another method
and discover how to wreck the mixed paradigm of ethics
in a strict, fixed dictatorship of a past dilemma
cured only by the memories you can't remember
stranger than the fiction you develop
intermissions of the lessons lead to the revelation of your essence
since the pure beginnings of existing
i believe we've all been lead to live our lives with this knowledge in remission..
it's getting desperate, and now the situation's elevated to a stage
where identity's irrelevant
these times are intricate, leave it to the forces we deliver
to declare our presence active with the best of them...
Track Name: Float Like a Dragon
To travel space, with the face of an anomaly
enslaved with the monstrosity, your life is really probably a waste
when you wash that bitter taste away
and see the truth behind the veil
it's a miracle, you're sailing through the chapters
correlate the axis to the point in which I access
the secretive dilution of fiction within the fact
and, the murky haze of present tense where it's never exact
so, you clamor for knowledge until your future is intact
but, you're left behind for suicide so I suggest you and I
use the time to do the crime and
float like a

Float like a dragon then withdraw from the sky's picture
amidst the night i chug and drink the last of key elixir
now let me show you what it really means
to bring the kings and queens to sing with wings then float supreme
no, not a thing to pity from the bad committee
who seemingly claim the power from vicinities and cities
believe synopsis situation of the areas
8th floor - notorious sound flow that carry ya
gold in a cocoon of tap rodent invading the pie stolen from households
detect the plants
adopt grow from the movement that runs slow
and evolve from the plot story of loose style with decadence

and speech impediments, so learn your lessons
when you're troubled then instead of them
stuck under the rubble with no movement
or relevance


Like the lost vision in between the shaded lines
yo we float like a dragon then withdraw from the sky
With the hope for the masses and this smoke in my eye
yo we float like a dragon then withdraw from the sky


I rise from the water towards the middle of society
specifically to see the poison, analyze anomalies
and leave it all to dust, time is slower in a rush
as I panic for a silver line there's no one we can trust
so we adjust
adaptation is the necessary movement that is made
losing our face, in too many revolutions without substance
we degrade ourselves into obscurity
forgetting the potential of the world that we all used to see

Pendullum rhythm is tickin reppin 11 writtens
and stickin the venom in systems, train to navigate the session
I bless the message and write on the walls of Babylon
steps to take it, engineering to acquire a useful weapon
bring amends for those who never understood
coz all the shit that ever happened only happened for good
read the manual so you witness how it functions
quality sound from speakers and vibration in adjustments
appointment from your auditory nerves
I ask permission cause the sound that I produce
can blow your mind that's superficial

Cuz your vision is minimal, enveloped in the evidence
lose the sight of lessons in this crowd of mental pestilence
swim in noise pollution with the fish that lack the sense of wit
remain a shadow's presence in exchange for silent testament
you're messing with a combination of unstable reason
so revolved around the treasonous commotion of these heathens
surrounding my reality with fictionally created
stereotypically serrated
forms of thought that we all hate

Fly across and try to change it yet your mind ain't on the range, it's faded
yo fuck the wages I'm making music for ages man
last for the future, hey these years of travel just be patient its quality aided top class beef - kobe graded
I take my pen i keep writing if not decapitated
soul is free to move so why you flowing like you laminated?
check the lesson in order to play progression
play the nervous state of mind and leave with relevant questions


Like the lost vision in between the shaded lines
yo we float like a dragon then withdraw from the sky
With the hope for the masses and this smoke in my eye
yo we float like a dragon then withdraw from the sky