Rza - Diary of a Madman lyrics

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Rza - Diary of a Madman lyrics

[Intro: Judge (Lawyer) [​Woman​​] [​​​They k**ed my baby, oh God they k**ed my baby]​​​ Order in the court, order in the court ​​[I will make you pay for this you murderers] [I said order in the court now Now, before this court pa**es judgement Will the four defendants please rise and approach the bench (Trust me guys, it's all under control The judge is my uncle, he'll take the insanity plea Oh yeah, don't forget my retainer balance Okay, I understand you guys are pleading insanity claiming Demonic spirits possessed you to do these hideous murders Can you please explain to the court how these so called spirits made you into these raving madmen] Verse 1: [Shabazz the Disciple] Bear witness as I exercise my exorcism The evil that lurks within the sin, the terrorism Possessed by evil spirits, voices from the dead I come forth with Gravediggaz in a head full of dread I've been examined ever since I was semen They took a sonogram and seen the image of a demon At birth nurses surrounded me with needles And drugged me all up with the diseases of evil Grew up in Hell, now I dwell in an Islamic temple I'm fighting a holy war in the mental Look deep into my eyes you'll see visions of d**h Possessed by homicide is what I am obsessed Giving n***as brain dimples Dragging their a**es on my hook by their temples The cause of d**h is unknown to the cops Cause when I k** 'em, I'm not leaving one element to autops' First I'll a**a**inate him, and them I'll cremate him Then take all of his f**ing ashes and evaporate him I'll creep through the graveyard and hunt down your tombstone Dig up your skeleton and stomp all your f**ing bones You try to haunt me n***a, I ain't tryna hear it Buck buck buck, I'll give your a** a holy spirit [Break: Judge (Poetic)] (Stressful, try to avoid all my impure thoughts, I am losing my mind And it seems I don't know what's true or dream) [Can you please explain to the court When these problems first began?] [Verse 2: RZArector] The year '84, November, day 10 Overwhelmed by the wicked inspirations of an evil djinn I realize my ideas have spawned for 400 years Of blood sweat and tears I saw the torture, brutal murder of my father So my brain became stained with the horror I'm having reoccurring nightmares Of being soaking wet, strapped down to the electric chair I got tackled with handcuffs and shackled in restraint At the bottom of a holy tabernacle They gave me nothing to eat for two weeks And sewed my eye lids open so I couldn't sleep About to die from thirst, that's when the minister Quenched my jaws with a cold gla** of vinegar Upon my wounds they seasoned me with salt And nailed my hands feet to the form of a cross Ahh!! I cry As the blood drips inside of my eye refusing to die Visions of Hell tormented my faith So I chewed my f**ing arm off and made an escape [Break: Judge (jury)] (Your arm?! No way God dammit) (Oh no, me mataron mi amigo, hijo de la gran puta Esos cogines me mataron mi amigo que voy a cerca carajo, cono) [Calm down people, please calm down Let us please proceed with the defendants' explanation ] [Verse 3: k**ah Priest] Enter the realms of understanding And take good heed or you could bleed while I'm scanning Three stages of pure Hell, 16 pages of red cells *Shh* rain drops hits the pails Path is dull and narrow, you're stalked by a shadow I'll pierce your skull with the f**ing arrow So narrow, only one could enter at a time Stuck in the center, read the signs A thousand doors to choose, you better hurry Don't stop, sh** is getting hot as a pot of curry On your right side there's fire, your left, deep waters Watch your step, it's deep waters What's that coming through the floor? It's a claw *pssh* took his f**ing a** to the f**ing core (ahhh!!) [Verse 4: Frukwan] Stroll through the dark conditions I stone you till I see sparks of friction I chop ya like a coal miner Then combine the drug and mix it with your blood Some more, I give you some moreand watch you crawl Guts hit the floor, worms exit your pores I trick ya, ha, then I'm quick to syringe Deep into my thoughts and bust out your skin You scream, portraits of inflictable pain, you can't stand You're up to your hands in quicksand You're sinking and sinking deep into the earth Thoughts was possessed since the first day of birth My mental says it's my turn to possess the matter Stab you with a dagger up Jacob's ladder Thoughts become shattered, confused and tragic Fiery thoughts of Gravediggaz [Outro: Judge] Guilty, next case