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Neurotic Society (Compulsory Mix) - Lauryn Hill [YouTube Audio & Lyrics]

Brad Bershad

by Brad Bershad

Published May 06, 2013

In an amazing turn of events, Lauryn Hill was sentenced to 3 months of prison earlier today for tax evasion, even after paying $970,000.

Two days ago, Hill released this new song called "Neurotic Society" which is a scathing and extremely dense rap song breaking apart what she calls "this neurotic toxic society". This is the Compulsory Mix, a tongue-in-cheek reference to her legal troubles. Clearly inspired lyrics. Here at Zumic, we are wishing Ms. Hill the best, and looking forward to what will hopefully be a rejuvenated career and an early release from prison for good behavior.

Her website has this note:

Hello All:

Here is a link to a piece that I was ‘required’ to release immediately, by virtue of the impending legal deadline. I love being able to reach people directly, but in an ideal scenario, I would not have to rush the release of new music… but the message is still there. In light of Wednesday’s tragic loss (of former label mate Chris Kelly), I am even more pressed to YELL this to a multitude that may not understand the cost of allowing today’s unhealthy paradigms to remain unchecked!

- MLH

"Neurotic Society" Lyrics by Lauryn Hill (from swiperbootz):

We’re living in a joke time, metaphorical coke time
Commerce and guru men, run the whole world man
Broke world and debauchery, old world brutality
Cold world kills softly
Whole world works savagely
Greedy men and pride fiends program TV screens
Quick-scam and drag queens
Real life blast fiends
Think twice this past dream
Crime if you ask clean
Quick, fast: poison has entered the bloodstream
Psychological massacre, consequence is a tragedy
Mythological characters, men and women as parody
Superficial vanity, borderline insanity
Out of order humanity, crime committed so passively
Desperados and causalities, corporations want batteries:
explanations and strategies, domination and mastery
bankrupt, grown people so corrupt
Light swords and yellow men, junkies and popularity
Culture oh so independent, vultures scavage reality
Past feeling depravity, decaying social cavity
Preying on human ignorance, popular immorality
Sympathy disease head
Population misled
Self-indulgent, past dead
Absence of the God head
Pimps, pushers and harlotry
Nepotism, no artistry
Despotism and piracy
Desperation, dishonesty
Physicist is your policy
No money, less equality
Inflated global ego imitating reality
Fuel cycle pharaoh, poisonous frozen arrows
Hypocritics on salary; idle hands: Devil’s agency
Predisposed to complacency
Jealousy and audacity, contagious social gluttony
Stages of mass malignity, effort to make deception
Generation and atrophy, glam life and death, scam life and editors
By-product of neglect children, hiding from predators
Absence of self-respect, phony, scared of competitors
Lifestyle of luxury at someone’s expense
Sensitive children, used up as sacrifice
Blind to the consequence, smoked up in dope pipes
Ecstasy fast life, recklessly past life
Narcotics and cash fights
Neurotic Society
Benefactors turned actors, addictions, triple captors
Experience manufacture
in this neurotic toxic society

It’s like post-war;
they’re looking for the Communists, and who the Marxists is
Ten thousand pictures on Facebook; it’s like the pot calling the kettle “narcissist”
C’mon, really? Saying “The Devil,” but you’re the chief arsonist
Hypocrites can’t even see their own part in this
No reflection, vampire paradigm
No introspection
This star, that star rants, has a breakdown
Three months before pure obsession picture can’t take down
Children: it’s a shakedown; they’re just looking for a sacrifice
They’ve been doing this since before Bobby Darin sang “Mack the Knife“
Before James Dean’s car did a jackknife
Perhaps it’s because they lack life, lack guts; never confused the head with the butt
“Opinions are like assholes, and most of them stink,”
I was told by a woman, so rethink; don’t ever let them:
lead you to drink, lead you to doubt, lead you to fall
Get up, stand up: cast Lucifer out
“Shake it up, baby;” watch them twist it and shout
Insecure assholes looking for a ticket, someone to ride like the Pickett
It’s fcukin’ wicked, shame on ‘em
In this neurotic toxic society

Sick cycle psychology, in desperate need of psychiatry
Exorcism, sobriety, forcing social lobotomy
People stuck in dichotomies, pseudo sicko anxiety
Serial criminals, dressed in Variety
Social transvetism, subliminal dressed up as piety
Transference, projections like Cartesian images
Robbing innocence, stealing inheritance
Quiet victims with no defense, betrayed over dollars and cents
Maladjusted and ignorant, malediction and dissonance
Too much addiction, no consciousness
Don’t you trust it, this cosmology’s busted
Broken returns to the dusted
Corruption, deceit, abuse and repeat
They don’t feel complete unless they’re robbing the sheep
Man is not a product: if you call him that – then stop it
In this neurotic godless society

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