Madness

By Fyre

On VIII

Released on November 11, 1999

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[Swank Daddy]

Uh

Yeah... shit

I can't begin to trust my eyes, they've pertained for too long

Just as helpless as our path, heavy as our songs

This is the life we'll never know until we're gone

My time's for music, praying, and blazing bomb

Don't ever stutter cuz I know where I belong

What makes them shutter is the life we know is gone

Enjoy the gutters like an emptied Vietnam

Inside the comforts of knowing it nevеr matters

To carry on the many plots, emptinеss gets captured

Taking hits of what you got and entering the madness

Turning into what we watch then burying the hatchet

Never helped enough to drop but I've helped enough to pass it

Shit, I'm busy racing devils cross the street from my casket

And they busy raising me to a parable of passage

No good claim of the streets from my mental lapses as the rain explains the heat

Come closer to me now, we'll share this faithful glass of tea

Ayayayayayayayay...


[Mxlplx]

Yo

Stefan against reality, been like that since day one

Dealing with the technicalities of living on the run

From having split personalities and feeling like I'm dumb

Spacing out cuz my memory is shot like a gun

Keep my faith in the destiny that got my body hung

Hanging out in the gutter with intoxicated bums

What I say? I didn't stutter, told you once and I'm done

Repetition is for idiots, I never been the one

Feared as too shitty to understand where I'm from

Collect your thoughts and get with me or get gone to the drums

Beating harder than a city made of nothing but slums

I wear this cuz it fits me, not cuz it's fun

Go get yourself a fix and come back when you're cool

Enough not to trip off the size of my jewels

Fuck yes I'm sick, but at least I'm not the fool

Kissing ass, sucking dick, and eating shit cuz that's the rules

A man must follow to move up when he doesn't know the game

Tomorrow's just enough, driving all of us the same


[Young G]

Swank 2000, riding all high

I could pull bitches but they passing me by

Blown off ecstasy, blunts in the fry

Getting fucked up, not afraid to die

Why is a youngsta gaining so much power?

Too much hustle to get paid by the hour

Devour more than the normal man

High metabolism in the mindset that I can

Do whatever I want, just fuck it and flaunt

Demons at haunt, insecurity taunt

In a state of shock, scheming on the knock

Up and down the block, you know it don't stop

Young G keep it hot, I got too much energy

My will to exist pushes me endlessly, entropy

Telepathy feeling free cuz I blaze three, dropping ecstasy

Living room all hazy, kinda like we bring G from 2000 to 2083

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