Mad World - Unholy Sorrow lyrics

[Verse 1: Davey Rickz] Listen.. Stigmata's in effect; minds to infect The powers of higher beings in which we accept Scripture written in text; it's forgive and forget But when we live with regret, I get this sh** off my chest And then I, keep comin' cause I've challenged the best I've never gettin' no rest, I'm always failin' the test The holy water's always burnin' my flesh Who wants to be next? We're just prayin' for d**h Yeah, I know the secrets of the unknown I think they're watchin' me; gotta fight at my own home To the lab, cause I keep my potions homegrown Throw the drama at Obama, he's a throne clone I'm in the stash, and snatchin' all I can grab And I'm trashin' your a**es; leave you f*ggits in caskets This is madness, everybody in panic You f**in' fascists, taste the heat of the ratchets I'm the fattest; hungry for a taste of blood We stormin' deserts, and the troops always trained in mud Yeah, armageddon has arrived The weak shall be k**ed and the strong will survive It's the design to disguise the lies, the rise, the cries The mind fries and dies the minds of lives Yeah, and truth be told, went to the crossroads, and sold my soul The Holy Ghost, the roast, and the demon's toast It feeds us hope; the reaper croaks, it needs a host If God's your belief, at most, the steeple smoke Then I'mma seize the pope, and eat his throat What!? [Hook: Lori Lib] When the world goes mad, will you stand your ground and fight? Or will you, lay down your sorrow, and sacrifice your rights? When the, smoke and the flames climb higher than the sky, will you? Doused in flame, we rep the name until the day we die [Verse 2: Ishtar Terror] I bring d**h to the populace; I'm the apocalypse I resurrect inside the garden of acropolis I got the main focus point upon metropolis My main mans are rollin' joints the size of continents I'm Decepticon, you are just an Optimis We go war, ain't nobody ever stoppin' this I'm sick of all these local rappers that be droppin' hits I'm sick of all these paper-chasin', f*ggot poppy kids Back the f** up, before I gotta drop your kid Your backstage molly-whoppin' with your floppy dicks I'm backstage sacrificin' lambs, slittin' wrists I'm eatin' shrooms in a room where I'm seein' sh** Yeah, and that's the way that we gettin' down Ain't nobody ever f**in' with the underground I stay true to the meaning that's behind the sound I keep bleedin', with the thorns wrapped around the crown Yeah, I bear the same weight as Atlas I'll drop the world down, make the sh** spin backwards I'll take the sword to you rappers You backpack f*ggots all resemble fud**packers You ain't f**in' with the savage I'll eat a vegetarian-barbarian as cabbage I got the crossbow, I'm takin' down the carriage I'll set a f**in' blaze; burn bodies through the parish.. [Hook: Lori Lib] When the world goes mad, will you stand your ground and fight? Or will you, lay down your sorrow, and sacrifice your rights? When the, smoke and the flames climb higher than the sky, will you? Doused in flame, we rep the name until the day we die