Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Madness, artist - Fliptrix. Album song Theory of Rhyme, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 17.03.2010
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: High Focus
Song language: English
Madness |
| I broke out my padded cell |
| Smacking my head against the wall |
| 'Til it cracked and I fell |
| So fucking deep that I fell past the pits of hell |
| Fuck kiss and tell bruv I blow you the kiss of death |
| Straight down your wishing well |
| If life is a test then I’ll make sure you’re set to fail |
| I’m bloody serious, full fledged boiler suit |
| That’s what I’m dealing in |
| Riding round your ends looking gutter in the wheelie bin |
| Mesmerizing chicks with the sight of my evil grin |
| Cutting up my palms with the weapon |
| Fuck concealing 'em I still keep it real |
| Bringing harm upon the evening |
| After I’ve finished man you best bring the cleaners in |
| Clinically insane living life as a deviant |
| Man I’m mad, man I’m mad |
| I lost my sanity man you know I’m trapped |
| Stuck inside hell, lights fade to black |
| Flames rise high, lightening will flash |
| Terror vision reigns, no life can adapt |
| Death is in the air feel it’s wrath on your back |
| Rivers run red, plagues will attack |
| The brave try escape but there’s no way back |
| Yo it’s the end of the time |
| Ill thoughts on my mind |
| The terror begins with my swords in your spine |
| It’s the evil arkangel, corrupted with the |
| Blood of the damned, the scorpion under the sand |
| I’m going crazy like, Mike D |
| From falling down I’m taking out all of them now |
| With a rusty jigsaw, in your crown you’re left |
| Walking around, you lose blood then you fall to the ground |
| I walked through the tunnels of hell with guns blazing |
| Born to sin with a hate that’s unchanging |
| I’m sick of the world I’m sick of the sluts |
| Got the blade for the cuts I’m splitting their guts |
| My soul turned black so I’m doing them damage |
| This shotgun in your face I bust holes through your cabbage |
| And when your soul disappear, I’m writhing at the spiritual pain |
| Tell God I said «yeah!» |
| Yo you get flung forth and tortured |
| The fellas of the peace get hung drawn and quartered |
| Nailed to a cross with a spear in the lungs |
| I’m out for the kill, I’m feeling the guns |
| Let’s talk sane, I’m darker than scrull |
| I’ve got crows coming down pecking hard on your skull |
| Let’s take this shit to a panel, 'cause really |
| At the end of the day aren’t we all just animals? |
| You think I’m nice? |
| You’d better beg for pardon |
| I went crazy blazing weed in the devil’s garden |
| I never see the light fam I just fled from arson |
| Every scandal that I’m on man it’s getting darker |
| Cut your voice box out to erase the laughter |
| Love to watch your blood boil to the point of lava |
| Cut your throat with a dutty can of lager |
| I’m crazy, I’ll watch your eyes roll in panorama |
| Jack you for your life your outlook is less to murder |
| The main goal in man is bringing you a stressful saga |
| Fill your bathtub with acid daggers and piranhas |
| Wanna make you feel the pain of a thousand martyrs |
| I’m straight raw, die |
| That’s how I’ll greet you when you’ve just been born |
| I’ll grab then flowers cut your wrists with the rose’s thorns |
| Then scrawl my death wish in blood up on your mother’s wall |