Текст песни Thy Staleness

Let me see your throat thing there buddy, I'ma Chop it, see the idea is to
make
you die -(Stop it)- I dont know why but your heart beat offends me, I need to
cut you off at the wind pipe desperately -(Like, how about cuttin' your own
neck)- I did, seventen times, why you think i talk like this? Before i cut
myself / This Was My Voice/ now gimme your neck pipe, you dont have no fuckin'
choice -(Im not ready to die)- neither was Easy -E, whut makes you so fuckin'
special you can escape the wrath -(You mean the Wraith) - I said Wraith, now
shut the fuck up, and wind pipe so I can cut that mother fucker -(Pick
somebody else) - Im pickin' anybody i can find, and you happen to be the next
mother fucka in line -(Ok let's do it) - Keep still right there and about 1,2,3 of those mother fuckers i'm outta here

Let me make the pain be gone / I wanna / STAB, STAB, STAB
Its like / Murdering be giving me a calm / I need ta / YEAH, YEAH, YEAH. Let me make the pain be gone / I wanna / STAB, STAB, STAB / Its like / Murdering be giving me a calm / I need ta (Ah ha... Whut kind of circus is this)

How you gonna give me a straight jacket when Im crooked? Took it and shook it,
ripped it and unzipped it and waited for the nurse guy to bring me my tray, Icp - Thy Staleness - http://ru.motolyrics.com/icp/thy-staleness-lyrics.html
jumped him from behind and turned his head backwards my way, took all his keys
and a crate of Methadone, masturbated on myself and leaped out the window, Then
i turned around and went back inside, once i realized i could of grabbed a gang
of Formaldehyde. Suddenly another fuckin' gaurd shot me, I played the whole
movie shit off like "You got me" . Laid there playin' dead and when he checked
my pockets I jabbed my fuckin' thumb knuckle in his eye socket. By now there
was guards everywhere, Im steady cuttin' off heads, surfin' on a wheel chair,
and too many bullets finally put me away... "But was it the real Violent J?"

Let me make the pain be gone / I wanna / STAB, STAB, STAB
Its like / Murdering be giving me a calm / I need ta / YEAH, YEAH, YEAH. Let me
make the pain be gone / I wanna / STAB, STAB, STAB / It kills the pain, ahe its
the only thing that kills the pain im sorry!
Im so sorry that Im so stale... Im so sorry Im stale. But still I gotta murder
your face... man Im sorry Im stale. Im so sorry that Im so stale... Im so sorry
Im stale. But still I gotta murder your face... man Im sorry Im stale.