Mind Of a Lunatic

Paranoid, sittin' in a deep sweat

Thinkin' I gotta fuck somebody before the week ends

The sight of blood excites 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 fuckin' mind

Calm down, back to reality

Don't fear death, 'cause I know that it follows me

Flashes, I get flashes of jason

Gimme a knife, a million lives I've wasted

The shadow of death follows me, I don't give a fuck

Pussy play superman, your ass'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

Lookin' through her window, now my body is warm

Shes 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 bitch by her mouth

Drug her back in, slammed her down on the couch

Whipped out my knife, said, if you scream, I cut you

Opened her legs and commenced the fuckin'

She begged me not to kill her, so 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 gauge, a grenade, and even a nine

Dial 911 for the bitch

But the cops ain't shit when they're fuckin' with the mind of a lunatic

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

Dreamin' of the people I've dismantled

I close my eyes and I'm in the circle

These images of sons of bitches that I murdered

Glad bags of bodies bein' fucked up

Looks like I take a fit of my rage, I'm goin' nuts

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

I be eatin' when I'm high

So I say fuck and just let bullets fly

Like I said, my poster face is my identity

A homicidal maniac with suicidal tendencies

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

And bitch, better come equipped, I ain't takin' no shit

'Cause here comes the mind of a lunatic

My girl's gettin' skinny, 'cause 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

As she reached for the telly, I put the blade in granny's ass

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 bitch

A cop says (freeze, motherfucker!) bitch, suck my dick

I said, die, motherfucker! 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 fuck, and let his pistols explode

Fuck that, 'cause I ain'ts to die

So I reloaded my uzi and fired up another fry

It's got me crazy as fuck

A ragin' psychotic full of that angel's dust

The cops had that place surrounded

Hunted for a way to get out - and I found it

Innocent bystanders will watch, I set an example

I popped one, let me go, goddammit

Scot free

Or all of these motherfuckers comin' with me

All of a sudden the shit 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 hard? This ain't as hard as it gets

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

January 5th, 1969

A damn fool was born with the mind of a lunatic

I should'a been killed

My sister fucked around and let me live

Now I developed a criminal behavior

Fuck with me, and I'll slay ya

Ass, beyond recognition, shit

Your dental records couldn't prove your identity, bitch

I beg your pardon, on talkin' to borden

You'll never find a motherfucker, so save your milk cartons

Cross the line, your ass is mine

I don't care if you're 9 or 99

Blind, crippled, or crazy, it don't faze me

Your funky ass will be pushin' up daisies

You wanna know what makes me click?

My psychiatrist says I got the mind of a lunatic

I ain't got it all, so don't fuck with me

Unless your ass wanna be made history

I'll blow your motherfuckin' house up

And if your wife and kids say "stop", they're fucked

I don't give a damn who I slay

Don't let me get a hold of some 'e' & 'j'

'Cause when the shit hits the fan

I'll stab your ass quicker than a mexican

The nightmares I leave you with

Will seem to make freddy bitch ass look like a wet dream

This is fact, not fictional, you son of a bitch

I got the mind of a lunatic