ฟังเพลงMind of a Lunatic (Explicit)

Mind of a Lunatic - Geto Boys

Paranoid sittin in a deep sweat

Thinkin I gotta f**k somebody before the week ends

The sight of blood exites me shoot you in the head

Sit down and watch you bleed to death

I hear the sound of your last breath

Shouldn't have been around I went all the way left

You was in the right place with me at the wrong time

I'm a psychopath in a minute lose my f**kin mind

Calm down back to reality

Don't fear death cause I know that it's promised to me

Flashes I get flashes of Jason

Gimme a knife a million lives I'm wastin

The shadow of death follows me I don't give a f**k

P**sy play Superman your a**'ll get boxed up

Put him in a straight jacket the man's sick

This is what goes on in the mind of a lunatic

He's a paranoiac who's a menace to our society

He's a He's a

He's a paranoiac who's a menace to our society

Lookin through her window now my body is warm

She's naked and I'm a peepin tom

Her body's beautiful so I'm thinkin rape

Shouldn't have had her curtains open so that's her fate

Leavin out her house grabbed the b**ch by her mouth

Drug her back in slammed her down on the couch

Whipped out my knife said "If you scream I'm cuttin"

Opened her legs and commenced the f**kin

She begged me not to kill her I gave her a rose

Then slit her throat and watched her shake till her eyes closed

Had sex with the corpse before I left her

And drew my name on the wall like helter skelter

Run for shelter never crossed my mind

I had a guage a grenade and even a nine

Dial 911 for the b**ch

But the cops ain't sh*t when they're f**kin with a lunatic

Another innocent victim of this homicidal maniac

Maniac Maniac

Another innocent victim of this homicidal maniac

I sit alone in my four-cornered room starin at candles

Dreamin of the people I've dismantled

I close my eyes and in the circle

Appears the images of sons of b**ches that I murdered

Flashbacks of bodies bein f**ked up

Once I attack I'm like a pit on a rage that's goin for guts

Boys used to die when I'm full fo that fry

I be ebbin when I'm high

So I say 'f**k' and just let bullets fly

Like I said before Scarface is my identity

A homicidal maniac with sucidal tendencies

I'm on the violent tip so yo get a grip

And b**ch come equipped ain't takin no sh*t

Cause here comes a lunatic

My girl's gettin skinny she's strung out on coke

So I went to her mother's house and cut out her throat

Her grandma was standin there she was screamin out "Brad"

As she reached for the telly I put the blade on granny's a**

Went to the back and grabbed a shovel

Now granny's on her way to meet the devil

Pulled out my 38 and aimed at the b**ch

A cop says Freeze muthaf**ka B**ch suck my dick

I said "Die muthaf**kas" as I blasted

Something clicked in my head visions of bodies in plastic

The scent of buckshots in human flesh

Pigs dyin from bullet wounds to the chest

No sheriff's gonna take me on a road

Dark as f**k and let his pistols explode

F**k that cause I ain'ts to die

So I reloaded my Uzi and fired up another fry

It got me crazy as f**k

A ragin psychotic full of that Angel's Dust

The cops had the place surrounded

Hunted for a way to get out - I found it

Innocent bystanders watch me set an example

I popped one "Let me go goddammit

Scot free

Or all of these muthaf**kas comin with me"

All of a sudden the sh*t got silent

I remember wakin up in an asylum

Bein treated like a troubled kid

My shirt was all bloody and both of my wrists was slit

Think this is harsh This ain't as harsh as it gets

No tellin what's bein thought up in the mind of a lunatic

Maniac

Maniac

Ma Mani Maniac

I can't quit

November 1st 1966

A damn fool was born with the mind of a lunatic

I shoulda been killed

But sister f**ked around and let me live

Now I developped a criminal behaviour

F**k with me and I'll slay ya

A** beyond recognition sh*t

Your dental records couldn't prove your identity b**ch

I beg your pardon on talkin to borden

You'll never find a muthaf**ka so save your milk cartons

Cross the line your a** is mine

I don't give a f**k if you're 9 or 99

Blind crippled and crazy don't faze me

Your funky a** will be pushin up daisies

You wanna know what makes me click

My psychiatrist said I got the mind of a lunatic

Let's get out of here that guy is crazy

Ma Ma Ma Maniac

I ain't got it all so don't f**k with me

Unless your a** wanna be made history

I'll blow your muthaf**kin house up

And if your wife and kids are inside they're f**ked

I don't give a damn who I slay

Don't let me get a hold of some E&J

Cause when the sh*t hit the fan

I'll stab your a** quicker than a Mexican

The nightmares I leave you with on the scene

Will make Freddy b**ch a** look like a wet dream

This is fact not fictional son of a b**ch

I got the mind of a lunatic