Luyện nghe bài hát Mind of a Lunatic

(he's a paranoiac a menace to our society)

[ 1: bushwick bill ]
Paranoid, in a deep sweat
Thinkin I gotta fuck before the week ends
The sight of exites me, shoot you in the head
Sit down, and you bleed to death
I the sound of your last breath
Shouldn't have around, I went all the way left
You was in the place with me at the wrong time
I'm a psychopath, in a lose my fuckin mind
Calm down, back to
Don't fear death, cause I know that promised to me
Flashes, I get of jason
a knife, a million lives I'm wastin
The shadow of death follows me, I don't give a
Pussy play superman, your ass'll get up
Put him in a straight jacket, the sick
This is what on in the mind of a lunatic

(he's a who's a menace to our society)
(he's a) (he's a)
(he's a paranoiac who's a to our society)

[ 2: bushwick bill ]
Lookin her window, now my body is warm
She's naked, and I'm a tom
Her body's beautiful, so I'm thinkin
Shouldn't have had her curtains open, so her fate
Leavin out her house, grabbed the by her mouth
her back in, slammed her down on the couch
out my knife, said, "if you scream, I'm cuttin"
Opened her and commenced the fuckin
She begged me not to her, I gave her a rose
Then her throat, and watched her shake till her eyes closed
Had sex with the corpse before I her
And drew my name on the wall like helter
Run for shelter crossed my mind
I had a guage, a grenade, and even a
911 for the bitch
But the cops ain't when they're fuckin with a lunatic

(another innocent victim of homicidal maniac)
(maniac) (maniac)
(another victim of this homicidal maniac)

[ 3: scarface ]
I sit alone in my four-cornered room starin at
of the people I've dismantled
I close my eyes and in the
Appears the images of sons of bitches that I
Flashbacks of bodies bein up
I attack, I'm like a pit on a rage that's goin for guts
Boys used to die when I'm full fo fry
I be ebbin when I'm
So I say and just let bullets fly
Like I said before, is my identity
A maniac with sucidal tendencies
I'm on the violent tip, so yo, get a
And bitch, come equipped, ain't no shit
Cause comes a lunatic

[ 4: scarface ]
My girl's gettin skinny, she's strung out on
So I went to her mother's house and cut out her
Her was standin there, she was screamin out, "brad!"
As she reached for the telly, I put the blade on ass
Went to the back and a shovel
Now on her way to meet the devil
Pulled out my .38 and aimed at the
A cop says (freeze, muthafucka!) bitch, suck my
I said, "die, muthafuckas!" as I
Something clicked in my head, of bodies in plastic
The scent of buckshots in human
Pigs dyin from bullet wounds to the
No sheriff's gonna take me on a
Dark as fuck, and let his pistols
Fuck that, cause I to die
So I reloaded my uzi and fired up fry
It got me as fuck
A psychotic full of that angel's dust
The cops had the place
Hunted for a way to get out - I it
bystanders watch me set an example
I popped one, "let me go,
free
Or all of these muthafuckas with me"
All of a sudden the got silent
I remember wakin up, in an
Bein treated a troubled kid
My shirt was all bloody, and both of my wrists was
Think this is this ain't as harsh as it gets
No tellin what's bein thought up in the mind of a

(maniac)
(maniac)
(ma-) (mani-) (maniac)
(I quit)

[ verse 5: d ]
November 1st
A damn fool was born with the mind of a
I shoulda been
But sister fucked around and let me
Now I developped a criminal
Fuck me, and I'll slay ya
Ass, beyond recognition,
Your records couldn't prove your identity, bitch
I beg your pardon, on to borden
You'll find a muthafucka, so save your milk cartons
the line, your ass is mine
I don't a fuck if you're 9 or 99
Blind, crippled, and crazy, faze me
Your funky ass will be up daisies
You wanna what makes me click?
My psychiatrist said I got the of a lunatic

(let's get out of here, guy is crazy)
(ma-) (ma-) (ma-) (maniac)

[ 6: willie d ]
I ain't got it all, so fuck with me
your ass wanna be made history
I'll blow your muthafuckin up
And if your wife and kids are inside, fucked
I don't a damn who I slay
Don't let me get a hold of e&j
Cause the shit hit the fan
stab your ass quicker than a mexican
The I leave you with on the scene
Will make bitch ass look like a wet dream
This is fact, not fictional, son of a
I got the of a lunatic