Lyrics:
When an army of 10,000 surround me, and I haven’t found a place to go.
And I need a couch to lay my head, wearied by the battles that never seemed
Cause to be with you, thats where my heart wanna be
It's like I'm about to die just to get with you
Feel like youre putting me through World War II
Got my
at war with a psycho maniac yeah
Can't be broken fueled by hate
Can't contain I'm built by rage
Can't be broken fueled by hate
Can't contain my fires
Squeeze the trigger
Rampage on stage,my crews in a rage
Searched my posse,found the Uzi but missed the 12 gauge
Maniac,I'm a rhyme brainiac,livin'
To bed with me each night,
Kept it clean,
Polished it well,
Cherished every cartridge every shell,
Down,
By the creek,
Under brush,
Under
the radio doesn't play me
We going war on this one
I have been sending pile of email's
No reply even one
They said rap in your mother tongue
Except man I did
thriller
I'm a fuckin' villain and I'll tell you why
It's cos I let my dark side shine
Hellfire & brimstone
Yeah i'm badder than Al Capone
Maiden, mother
Arenas (hey) Subpoenas(Hey) Houses (Hey) Cars(hey)
Everybody wants to be a roxstar
10,000 Maniacs singing my songs
Got that Widespread Panic cuz we ain't
Arenas (hey) Subpoenas(Hey) Houses (Hey) Cars(hey)
Everybody wants to be a roxstar
10,000 Maniacs singing my songs
Got that Widespread Panic cuz we ain't
that's where my heart wanna be
It's like I'm about to die just to get with you
Feel like you're putting me through World War II
Got my soldier suit and my
it the more with the Holy Ghost
If 2 shall chase 10,000 me and my bruddas are out here, coast to coast
Eeny meeny miny moe
Lord grip the devil by his
And now I'm lightyears ahead of those nightmares (Lord)
I deaded those night terrors when the night clears
And if I talk to Christ, can I bring my mother
And now I'm lightyears ahead of those nightmares (Lord)
I deaded those night terrors when the night clears
And if I talk to Christ, can I bring my mother
So you want a war? You gon' need some fuckin' help
Say you got my back? I bet you got a knife for that
Fake mother fuckers bug me, my fly swatter go
mind (Mind)
Keep my nose to the stone of the daily grind (Grind)
Can't deal with the fact of us just getting by
Felt the flashbacks from my mother's
back by popular demand and shit
Niggaz want the crown but can't handle it
This rap game's getting scandalous
I done lost my best friend in Los Angeles
Bust a nut, get some rest"
The next day, my mother said
"I don't know what the fuck's up with this kid
The bastard won't even eat nothing he's fed
He
a pick...pocket
See- I'm a mother-fuckin' maniac I gotta top it
I talk to the bitch ... before I kill 'em
I'm like a psycho like Charles Manson - the blood
Call that shit a eye for a eye, my nigga, by any means (sheesh)
Had extended clips before skinny jeans (yeah)
Now bow and arrows at cop cars with
the problem I'm just demonic
You like the coldest night I lived all in my life I'm at the bottom
Baby Imma mother fucking misfit
I been by myself I'm going
I put my best foot forward
I keep my family by my side
I sleep with one eye open
I'm for real when I say I got an army
Stand down if you think
study, no, no, no, no
Study, study war no more
I'm going to meet my loving mother down by the riverside
Down by the riverside, down by the riverside
What the fuck you young mother fuckers know about that
Don't you be confused I fucking hate the rude
I gotta lotta gratitude with my shitty attitude
narrows her eyes
Everyone looks at my mother she is one of
If not the most influential
Socialites in the city
He hands her two passes
A red one for her
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