The Mad Gentleman Lyrics

When the mad gentleman hits

A bad feelin commences

That's the just of it

Really how intense it can get

Depends on penitence

If I let inventiveness win

Then just stick to your defenses

My intention gets grim

Kill innocence with a grin

I'm not kidding bitch when

I let my brain take the lead

I lose control and begin

I never fold if I win

Or lose don't matter my sin

Is that I never slow down

So give my record a spin

The evidence is submitted-shit the verdict is in

I commit murder with pens-let the absurdness up in

You're heart and soul let your senses-get corrupted the sickness

Spreads through snares and the kicks-oh boy I'm at it again

I never thought I'd accomplish-what I've put forth in-the game of rap…

My demons filled up my head-with these damn excuses-that's a fact…

But now I'm here-my path is clear-they're screaming "entertain us"

My show's my circus-I've been workin-nothing can contain this

Near the mad gentleman

Hear the mad gentleman

Fear the mad gentleman

Don't look in the hat dears

I'm the mad gentleman

You're the mad gentleman

We're the mad gentlemen

We're all a little mad here

Near the mad gentleman

Hear the mad gentleman

Fear the mad gentleman

Look at where we're at dears

I'm the mad gentleman

You're the mad gentleman

We're the mad gentlemen

We're all a little mad here

Am I mad…am I strange…do I sound a bit insane…

Do I have the kind of brain that turns a fuckin' man deranged

Am I bundy…and I gein…gacy or saddam hussein

Am I Jack the Ripper on the microphone to captivate

The mystery in music with a hat trick that you can't explain

A box to separate the viewers from themselves-is that a thing

Maybe so-the crazy flows and concepts have been happening

A bit to much to claim that it's all normal when I rap this way

Maybe this is necromancy…I can bring the dead to life…

Make their hearts all beat again…I get into heads and lives…

I get into sexy thighs…too though and them sexy wives…

Climb up on the stage to volunteer to disappear inside…

The box of fuckin' mystery…that's what I've got to sell you…

Fuck if you know that the box leads straight to my hotel room…

I don't gotta tell you…jokes and I won't fail you…

Put your hands up I need something I can drive a nail through

Near the mad gentleman

Hear the mad gentleman

Fear the mad gentleman

Don't look in the hat dears

I'm the mad gentleman

You're the mad gentleman

We're the mad gentlemen

We're all a little mad here

Near the mad gentleman

Hear the mad gentleman

Fear the mad gentleman

Look at where we're at dears

I'm the mad gentleman

You're the mad gentleman

We're the mad gentlemen

We're all a little mad here