| Doctor, what is the matter bitch?
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| The inmates gotten a hold of a gun, I think they’re trying to escape
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| What? |
| I think It’s the guy Block
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| Doctor tellin me I maybe mad maybe
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| It’s cause we’re living in this crazy land I’m a
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| Crazy man, crazy man, in a crazy land, crazy land X 2
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| I feel disconnected, distant, separate, different, desperate dissed like disco
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| records
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| Which direction should I spit this weapon?
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| My finger’s itching and I’m pissed I’m stressing
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| This aggression is risky business
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| You think I’m missin, wishful thinkin
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| I’m sick and twisted, off crystal method
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| I miss my brethren, my bitch, the freshest
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| They chasin me listen, guards are takein a shot at me
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| They made an incision my brains a lobotomy
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| They mad I Started a crazy religion, instead of breaking out of jail
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| We’re raiding the prison
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| Taking no prisoners, i'm making them soldiers
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| This crazy land we’re living in, i'm taking it over
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| Doctor tellin me I maybe mad maybe
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| It’s cause we’re living in this crazy land I’m a
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| Crazy man, crazy man, in a crazy land, crazy land X 2
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| I escaped from Arkham make my way through dark lands
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| We whilen like its planet of apes and i’m Tarzan
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| With gods hand, I rule with my skill and a iron fist
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| And I can’t cure it cause I killed my psychiatrist
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| The pills and snort vitamins, the crowd spills toward the sirens
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| Fuck where my lost souls, and we will resort to violence
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| Got shot up with the Nazi virus, when I was locked up in the asylum
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| Now I’m godly and im a tyrant
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| I’m a product of my environment
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| This land it’s twisted, It made me what I am
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| I’ma stand my position I’m a man on a mission
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| I’m a tool with precision, this planet is fucked
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| It’s screwed, cause i’m twisted, i'm a bananas
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| I’m Nuts. |
| In your mouth
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| And ya mad cause you can’t figure out
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| How to figure me out, or what triggers McCloud
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| We will shit, in your house as we run through your city
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| With a gun and 150 shots, come get me
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| Doctor tellin me I maybe mad maybe
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| It’s cause we’re living in this crazy land I’m a
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| Crazy man, crazy man, in a crazy land, crazy land X 2
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| I’m psychopathic like Michael Jackson
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| Tried to wipe some asses that’ll diaper rashes
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| It’s my right of passage that I light these matches
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| And ignite these gases, i’m a spiteful bastard
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| O.J. |
| Simpson he’s riding with us
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| Jessica Simpson is driving a bus
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| And Robert Blake also locked in that place
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| Just got shot in the face by the cops on the chase
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| It’s like Grand Theft Auto, got a hand, now auto matic
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| But can’t die, not a man, I’m immortal
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| I’m a cancer spreading, cross the land and deserts
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| Theres a method to the madness
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| And a madness to the method
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| I got anger and aggression
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| Was abandoned and rejected
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| When they plan is intervention, family handed me a weapon
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| Now me and Gary Busey, got our motorcycles
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| Waging war with an army of soldiers that are psycho
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| Doctor tellin me I maybe mad maybe
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| It’s cause we’re living in this crazy land I’m a
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| Crazy man, crazy man, in a crazy land, crazy land X 2
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| (SCRATCHING)I drove myself mad, searching for sanity…
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| Crazy man, crazy man |