Crazy Man - Straitjacket Remix - Block McCloud

The doctor’s telling me I may be mad

Maybe it’s cause we living in this crazy land

I’m a crazy man, a crazy man

In a crazy land, a crazy land

I feel disconnected, distant like heaven

Missed what the reverend said it’s a bit upsettin'

Wishin' that I’d listened better cause yes, I’m sinnin'

Fuckin' a nun in her cunt while her head’s spinnin'

Piss like a kid that’s wetting his bed linen

I’m twisted on meds having sex with dead women

Lost in the sauce, my foster mom forced me to drink

As she peeled my foreskin back and sucked it off 'till it was pink

Thoughts that I think as I wash my balls in a sink

My balls up in my stomach that’s why they call them a shrink

Like Cobain on cocaine

Feelin' no pain on Soul Train

With a gold chain 'bout to throw flames

Like propane and I won’t play with a full deck

This whole game is jokers

Wild as I go insane in the membrane like Cypress

Or that white bitch that played Lois Lane

Margot Kidder, I’mma go get 'em

And hit her in the shitter I’m a psycho killer

I bring a hammer to a slow jam

Throw wrenches in your program

Nail gun through both hands

Screwdrivers in your throat, damn

Make you a known example

Throw roman candles, hone the poison arrows

Boy destroy a pair, I’ll roast your flannel

Demonically possessed, doctors suggest I am a psycho

Chainsaw on my gun like a Gears of War rifle

Q-tip sex on a platter mask

Gripping a talking Cabbage Patch with C4 in the battery pack

Yeah I’m actually that, insane med pills

Visions of chasing enemies while I’m on my fucking treadmill

Merry Christmas, kiss the barrel under the mistletoe (Mwooah!)

Shot every part of your body bitch except I missed your toe

If it’s a diss you’ll know, scalpel to your torso carving slow

Rollin' out intestines like a garden hose (Or)

Make you swallow a 40 ounce

And see how many karate chops it takes

To punch your stomach 'till the bottle breaks

I’m lamping, I’m cold lamping

I’m amped and I slice you up like Crystal Lake camping

Like Daddy Kane said it, «Stop Shammin'»

I’m boastin' I’m braggin' ravin' and rantin'

Leaving you deader than Bruce’s son Brandon

And I sent you to the moon like Ralph Kramden

I’m the craziest of the crazies in history

Charles Manson’s a pussy, he wanna be a musician, I piss on that hippie

I’m the reason the Zodiac’s still missing

Fuck Jeffrey Dahmer was a bitch

He fucked boys and got murdered in prison

And David Berkowitz the Son of Sam

He talked to doggies

Gacy was a clown none of them fuckin' with Rugged Man

I’m demented, delusional, shock treatment, lunatic Critters

Cut out your livers with scissors

I’m splittin' the wig of you wiggers

Sho Kosugi, ninjas, Rambo, Sleepaway Camp slashers

Heather Thomas posters in my brain, the 80s never passed us

Central Park I’m stealing purses and I’m robbing the joggers

They wanna lock us, I’m raping the nurses and murdering the doctors

Come on

(They made you believe)

(There's no one really crazy as me)

(I drove myself mad, searching for sanity)

(World's like a cell, God created just to hold me)

I’m crazy!

Crazy man!

Crazy!

Crazy!