Crazy Man - Block McCloud

Doctor, what is the matter bitch?

The inmates gotten a hold of a gun, I think they’re trying to escape

What?

I think It’s the guy Block

Doctor tellin me I maybe mad maybe

It’s cause we’re living in this crazy land I’m a

Crazy man, crazy man, in a crazy land, crazy land X 2

I feel disconnected, distant, separate, different, desperate dissed like disco

records

Which direction should I spit this weapon?

My finger’s itching and I’m pissed I’m stressing

This aggression is risky business

You think I’m missin, wishful thinkin

I’m sick and twisted, off crystal method

I miss my brethren, my bitch, the freshest

They chasin me listen, guards are takein a shot at me

They made an incision my brains a lobotomy

They mad I Started a crazy religion, instead of breaking out of jail

We’re raiding the prison

Taking no prisoners, i'm making them soldiers

This crazy land we’re living in, i'm taking it over

Doctor tellin me I maybe mad maybe

It’s cause we’re living in this crazy land I’m a

Crazy man, crazy man, in a crazy land, crazy land X 2

I escaped from Arkham make my way through dark lands

We whilen like its planet of apes and i’m Tarzan

With gods hand, I rule with my skill and a iron fist

And I can’t cure it cause I killed my psychiatrist

The pills and snort vitamins, the crowd spills toward the sirens

Fuck where my lost souls, and we will resort to violence

Got shot up with the Nazi virus, when I was locked up in the asylum

Now I’m godly and im a tyrant

I’m a product of my environment

This land it’s twisted, It made me what I am

I’ma stand my position I’m a man on a mission

I’m a tool with precision, this planet is fucked

It’s screwed, cause i’m twisted, i'm a bananas

I’m Nuts.

In your mouth

And ya mad cause you can’t figure out

How to figure me out, or what triggers McCloud

We will shit, in your house as we run through your city

With a gun and 150 shots, come get me

Doctor tellin me I maybe mad maybe

It’s cause we’re living in this crazy land I’m a

Crazy man, crazy man, in a crazy land, crazy land X 2

I’m psychopathic like Michael Jackson

Tried to wipe some asses that’ll diaper rashes

It’s my right of passage that I light these matches

And ignite these gases, i’m a spiteful bastard

O.J.

Simpson he’s riding with us

Jessica Simpson is driving a bus

And Robert Blake also locked in that place

Just got shot in the face by the cops on the chase

It’s like Grand Theft Auto, got a hand, now auto matic

But can’t die, not a man, I’m immortal

I’m a cancer spreading, cross the land and deserts

Theres a method to the madness

And a madness to the method

I got anger and aggression

Was abandoned and rejected

When they plan is intervention, family handed me a weapon

Now me and Gary Busey, got our motorcycles

Waging war with an army of soldiers that are psycho

Doctor tellin me I maybe mad maybe

It’s cause we’re living in this crazy land I’m a

Crazy man, crazy man, in a crazy land, crazy land X 2

(SCRATCHING)I drove myself mad, searching for sanity…

Crazy man, crazy man