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maniac - scrupulous lyrics

round i go around the roundabout
smoking my smoke
drinking stinking stout
i tout on a tout
i’m square cus i gotta get square
yeah cus fair’s fair
to the top, watch me top there
i’ll be popping pills like i’m ill when i pop there
scared to death to live, but not afraid of death
irony at it’s finest, is it ironic that i got fine wrists
i slit, open and exposed like a man in the mist
vulnerable b-tch, will it stop? i wish
it’s why i clench my fists
clench the trigger with my trigger finger
tense like a bullet gonna haul a hole in your head
a shot to shoot you dead, sh-t

there’s a crazy b-tch
around every corner
there’s a crazy glitch
in the life that i’ve garnered
there’s a crazy b-tch
around every corner
it’s a burden to bare
and it makes me crazy
it makes me crazy

ah i’m a lunatic, a maniac
a crazy kid with a secret ghat
you’d be terrified if i said i’m bringing bennett back
you ain’t seen him on a record
i ain’t yet record him rap
my track ‘gangsta’ probably the best e.g. of that
alter ego, psycho sméagol, gollum tongue, i’m on the run
detached from the society i was born into
used to worry that i’d get in trouble but i found out it’s phat
cus i’m not on the wavelength of every other
i’m a one time motherf-cker, call me white trash
i’d be proud to be a trailer park boy in fact
you don’t know what the f-ck i’m talking at
you can’t break down my lyrics so you call me whack
so i say it again
you’d…
you’d be terrified if i said i’m bringing bennett back

everything i say it’s a problem
every single day i’m wallowing
in more self pity, more disgrace
what is it that’s wrong with me
that causes everyone to go mad in my face
for stating an opinion but it’s okay for every other headcase
to opinionate, say how they feeling and i can’t get a break
they cut the lines to my brakes
it’s like they wanna see me flake
hit the curb and spin thru the air
defying gravity, it takes forever to hit the ground
like i entered sp-ce, but i hit it hard
i’m bringing back my disturbing art
that put the fear of god in these -ssholes
that are coming at me with pitchforks and l-ssos
torches and empty c-sseroles
they gonna cook me like pork
come at me motherf-ckers i’m ready
to blow the lid, i pop the cork
this anger has just put a stop to the gamesome dork
imma put a f-cking fight up like i’m mickey rourke
genetically impaired? who knows
i’m the grinch, i got dropped off by a stork
a manic pr-ck in a basket, rapping til they ignite my casket
cus

- scrupulous lyrics

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