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You better dig deep and find soul
'cause you're lost, need guidance, which way to go
People are despicable, unpredictable spirits
Calling out so all you weak-minded hear it
To take control over your mind and body
Hip-hop is more than just a flow in a party
Strike down the unoriginal hypocrites
Let 'em burn at the stake like chicken strips
Fried cut up denied respect
Some have lost their lives and ided through their neglect
May they all rest in peace where they lay
Where we continue to struggle and live our lives day to day
Chorus:
What do you see when you're looking into the eyes of a madman
On the verge of insanity?
Looking out the window i see the animals in the darkness
The fearless, the scandalous, the heartless
The heartless roam bare chests, woman with bare breasts
Hollow, follow the sun god, apollo, wake up tomorrow
With yellow eyes seeing visions of explicit visits
To th eother side with precision
Temporarily losing my head stedily
Falling heavily on y shoulders
Getting me on my achilles hell, i fell
Like somebody pulled the plug from my brain
Signals indicate i'm on my way, open the gates, be insane