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bukshot - 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 sh+t 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 b+tch
i promise in my world you’re life ain’t worth a cup of p+ss

[chorus: bukshot]
disappear like magic tricks
reappear like batman
now the dog is sad and sh+t
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)
sk!ll 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, f+ck 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 sh+t
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)
sk!ll 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 princ+p+lly cause there’s no stopping me
i need an offering, sacrificial honesty
hands around your throat, i’ll choke these b+tches out like geoffrey
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 k!lling sh+t just like a soldier

- bukshot lyrics

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