and Pac's dick Fuck that, next year, they more deader And I write rhymes, more deadly and more better Than the last, sick and disturbed verse I wrote And
They Say Everyone Would Do It If It Wasn't So Tough And I Heard When Love Is Not Madness Then It's Not Really Love But Whoever Wrote That Down Must Not
wanna be I'll search low and I'll search high Trying to find myself a cutie pie My destination leads me to a dead end Over and over and over again
it And think of the summers of the past Adjust the base and let the alpine blast Pop in my CD and let me run a rhyme And put your car on cruise and lay
an air of love and of happiness And this is the Fresh Prince's new definition Of summer madness Summer, summer, summertime Time to sit back and unwind
What if) What if I never called you out your name And treated you like you were my queen? (What if) What if I woke up from this madness and this shit
can take, child killin's and rape The same niggas that I used to love was showin' me hate My harts lyrics and my spirits through you body and soul Makin
And it's hard at the end of the day I need some distraction Oh beautiful release Memories seep from my veins Let me be empty Oh and weightless and maybe
[Intro: Icey Rock Craven] Born in the basement of Bizzle* Brought to life by Icey Rock and Tech N9ne The many faces of madness I bring to you, the NNUTTHOWZE
fool 'Cause I know it in my head (You say) I just want the people To get some before they're dead (What a beautiful thinking?) You can take my body And
your face And show the world All the love in your heart Then people gonna treat you better You're gonna find, yes you will That you're beautiful, you're beautiful
-less This is the life, that I live and my breath that we breathin' And I'm without any blood, and it's only blue bleedin' Just a wretch and I just sometimes
To all my real niggaz, won't you pump this out your Speakerboxxx Fuck the cops, we makin' noise and we won't stop Bump, bump, there goes the boom and
neighborhood A broken chain of command O'Hara snapped and got his head bad With cold beer and percodan Shotgun blast, mini mac justice When will the madness
a father companion Now I've been wondering why I stay here And what's the madness that goes on Now on a one day I must leave here And turn this house
good enough And it's hard at the end of the day I need some distraction Oh beautiful release Memory seeps from my veins Let me be empty And weightless and
Oh pretty creature From what door did you arrive? Oh what madness will you drive me to? Let me kiss your hand And send you back smaller then sand Swimming