Temple of the Madman

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Bukshot] I'm in the corner of the room and I'm in panic mode Ready to attack at any second like a Battletoad Watching any sign of hope I mighta had explode Might go back to prison cooking up this batch of dope Must be tripping, got these demons looking for attention Cast them out but somehow they show back up on a mission On a highway of some mayhem, I'm in no condition of being face-to-face with death get ready for collision People anger me and all I think about's revenge I'll chop my hand off then it might be easy counting friends My train has never been on track since I got out the pen Deadly with the pad and pencil watch me ride it to the end Been on some other shit since I leapt out the mothership Genes of ancient aliens are in my blood they covet this They couldn't see it with the telescope, I Hubble bitch I promise in my world you're life ain't worth a cup of piss [Chorus: Bukshot] Disappear like magic tricks Reappear like Batman Now the dog is sad and shit People fear the bad man (bad man) Life is scandalous, pistol out the trash can Haters scared to laugh at this Ruler of the black land (black land) Skill immaculate, weapon in my blast hand Dead bodies candle-lit Sleeping with the Sandman (with the Sandman) Potential candidate, here to make a last stand Mentally eradicate, Temple of the Madman [Verse 2: Bukshot] Dial nine-one-one, say it's an emergency Tell 'em Bukshot is in my house and yeah he's hurting me These other rappers fill their mouth with words of perjury Treat my name like Candyman and wish you never heard of me Put 'em on the chopping block and blood's a certainty Gut 'em like a fish, their cries for mercy is just words to me Death is certainly around the corner, purposely Him and I together, every day's an anniversary There's days I wake up and I really feel I need some help My friends are not around, fuck it, do it by myself They say they're busy, it's okay I watch my patience melt I look up, see the Jason mask is waiting on the shelf Mentally my brain's a circus and I'm paranoid Open up my brown box, thoughts of how I care destroyed Reaching for a murder weapon, I got lots of toys The Madman is in his temple and his thoughts are void [Chorus: Bukshot] Disappear like magic tricks Reappear like Batman Now the dog is sad and shit People fear the bad man (bad man) Life is scandalous, pistol out the trash can Haters scared to laugh at this Ruler of the black land (black land) Skill immaculate, weapon in my blast hand Dead bodies candle-lit Sleeping with the Sandman (with the Sandman) Potential candidate, here to make a last stand Mentally eradicate, Temple of the Madman [Verse 3: Bukshot] Diary of a lunatic Words I write are prophecy No one's there to save you principally cause there's no stopping me I need an offering, sacrificial honesty Hands around your throat, I'll choke these bitches out like Joffrey No one can hear you scream, cops are like a mile away Blood is painted on my face, now I feel like Violent J Find some faith in God, recognize it's time to pray Super-soaker in my hand, watch me smile and spray In the underground they've labeled me a phenom Scary like a wicked clown but holier than Esham Ghosts are afraid of me, they treat me like I'm Egon Searching for my target, watch 'em die as quick as we bomb Sickness in my blood spreading faster than Ebola Harder than a Viking ship that's docked in Minnesota Ice in my veins, guaranteed to spit it colder The temple in my mind, I'm killing shit just like a soldier [Chorus: Bukshot] Disappear like magic tricks Reappear like Batman Now the dog is sad and shit People fear the bad man (bad man) Life is scandalous, pistol out the trash can Haters scared to laugh at this Ruler of the black land (black land) Skill immaculate, weapon in my blast hand Dead bodies candle-lit Sleeping with the Sandman (with the Sandman) Potential candidate, here to make a last stand Mentally eradicate, Temple of the Madman