DBIII - MAD Lyrics

"Oh yes this'll do just fine"
Man what the f*ck
Its five thirty two AM
I put on one of my shoes
Barely conscious
As I hop back into the box to kick rocks
Cuz I'm knocken on the door to insanity
I'm just mentally blasted
Barely able to see as I'm swerven in and out of traffic
And I'm laughen my ass off
With the windows down
And the music loud
Someone standing on the corner
Middle finger in the air
Right at me
What's the matter you mad dog
"Haha"
With all the times you've fallen down on your face
Now you're all over the place
Was it really all that bad
So many people calling out for your name
But it just wasn't the case
You might just be a little mad
I've been tryina kick a demon out my head
Cuz this motherf*cker ain't payen rent
Said
"Hells been a little too cold lately
Feels a little bit more like home"
Inside of me
I'm about to send another motherf*cker
Running for cover like Stevie wonder
Cuz it's lights out
Tear your eyes out
From the socket
Put em in my pocket
So I can see you later
"Hahaha"
With all the times you've fallen down on your face
Now you're all over the place
Was it really all that bad
So many people calling out for your name
But it just wasn't the case so
Make way
For what's coming
"Oh shit"
When the demon is leaving me
Believe in me
You thought I was bad
Just wait and see
What I had
Hidden and riddled
With a little
Analytical riddle
To make you contemplate
Until the spittle
Is running down
Because it's driven you mad
"Wait that wasn't me"
Shut up bitch
You think i didn't know
When I stuck my nose
In a pile of blow "ooh"
And ran around the whole block
Screaming my ass off
Whipping my cock out
"You're f*cking crazy man"
No shit
I wonder why you decided to pitch tent and set up camp inside of me
Uh
Well
I thought it was a little bit obvious
You obviously have some issues
That you're going through "Oh I never knew"
I got a one way ticket out'a hell
So I bid that smelly bitch a farewell
Now I need to hitch a ride
Inside a living body
But it has to meet a certain criteria
A little insanity
Mixed up brewed in a pot
So I can take control
And do whatever I want
With all the times you've fallen down on your face
Now you're all over the place
Was it really all that bad
So many people calling out for your name
But it just wasn't the case
You might just be a little mad
A little f*cked in the head
But all is well when I tend
To smack my head against the wall until it's red
Nothings wrong when I'm a little brain dead
"That depends"
With all the times you've fallen down on your face
Now you're all over the place
Was it really all that bad
So many people calling out for your name
But it just wasn't the case
You might just be a little mad
You're telling me I'm crazy
"Well I mean you"
Man shut the f*ck up
I'm tired of this shit
"I think you might be overreacting a little bit"
The f*ck
What are you a therapist