Luyện nghe bài hát Mind of a Lunatic

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

[ 1: bushwick bill ]
Paranoid, sittin in a deep
Thinkin I gotta fuck somebody before the ends
The sight of blood me, shoot you in the head
Sit down, and you bleed to death
I hear the sound of your last
Shouldn't have around, I went all the way left
You was in the right place with me at the time
I'm a psychopath, in a lose my fuckin mind
Calm down, to reality
fear death, cause I know that it's promised to me
Flashes, I get of jason
Gimme a knife, a 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 man's
is what goes on in the mind of a lunatic

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

[ verse 2: bill ]
Lookin through her window, now my 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, the bitch by her mouth
Drug her back in, slammed her down on the
out my knife, said, "if you scream, I'm cuttin"
Opened her and commenced the fuckin
She begged me not to kill her, I her a rose
slit her throat, and watched her shake till her eyes closed
Had sex the corpse before I left her
And drew my on the wall like helter skelter
Run for shelter crossed my mind
I had a guage, a grenade, and a nine
911 for the bitch
But the cops ain't shit when they're with a lunatic

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

[ 3: scarface ]
I sit alone in my four-cornered starin at candles
Dreamin of the I've dismantled
I my eyes and in the circle
Appears the images of sons of that I murdered
Flashbacks of bodies fucked up
Once I attack, I'm a pit on a rage that's goin for guts
used to die when I'm full fo that fry
I be ebbin I'm high
So I say 'fuck' and just let fly
Like I before, scarface is my identity
A homicidal maniac with tendencies
I'm on the tip, so yo, get a grip
And bitch, come equipped, takin no shit
here comes a lunatic

[ 4: scarface ]
My girl's gettin skinny, she's strung out on
So I went to her mother's and cut out her throat
Her grandma was standin there, she was out, "brad!"
As she reached for the telly, I put the blade on ass
Went to the back and a shovel
Now granny's on her way to the devil
Pulled out my .38 and at the bitch
A cop (freeze, muthafucka!) bitch, suck my dick
I said, "die, muthafuckas!" as I
Something in my head, visions of bodies in plastic
The of buckshots in human flesh
Pigs dyin from bullet to the chest
No sheriff's gonna me on a road
Dark as fuck, and let his explode
Fuck that, I ain'ts to die
So I reloaded my uzi and up another fry
It got me as fuck
A ragin psychotic full of that dust
The cops had the surrounded
for a way to get out - I found it
Innocent bystanders watch me set an
I popped one, "let me go,
free
Or all of these muthafuckas with me"
All of a sudden the got silent
I remember up, in an asylum
treated like a troubled kid
My shirt was all bloody, and of my wrists was slit
Think this is harsh? this as harsh as it gets
No what's bein thought up in the mind of a lunatic

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

[ verse 5: d ]
1st 1966
A damn fool was born with the mind of a
I been killed
But sister fucked and let me live
Now I developped a behaviour
Fuck with me, and slay ya
Ass, beyond recognition,
Your dental couldn't prove your identity, bitch
I beg pardon, on talkin to borden
You'll never find a muthafucka, so your milk cartons
Cross the line, your ass is
I don't a fuck if you're 9 or 99
Blind, crippled, and crazy, don't me
Your funky ass will be pushin up
You wanna know 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)

[ verse 6: d ]
I ain't got it all, so fuck with me
Unless your ass wanna be made
I'll blow your house up
And if your and kids are inside, they're fucked
I don't give a who I slay
Don't let me get a of some e&j
Cause when the hit the fan
I'll stab ass quicker than a mexican
The I leave you with on the scene
make freddy bitch ass look like a wet dream
This is fact, not fictional, son of a
I got the mind of a