Feel The Madness
[Intro: Sample]
"Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide"
"Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide"
"Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide"
[Verse 1: Sesta]
Jet-setter [?] and get in the four-door
War torn look on a face so forlorn
For the cause: drink, smoke, pause
Wake up, and do it again
Not a divorce, we should have gone half, coulda got more
Then live [?] like, "Oh shit"
Since tonight we face off the wall red lining, very enticing
Very enlightening, get him out, better indite him
Read a lot of good shit, lot of it's biting
Middle of the night time
It's all good really till he started fucking with my thing
Don't waste your time in sympathising
I get the frightening feeling inside things can't get better
When I'm out there drinking and driving
Two kids in the boot—very exciting
[Chorus]
I can feel the madness, someone standing at my door
I hope they can't get in 'cause I'm not prepared to run
I can feel the madness, someone standing at my door
I hope they can't get in 'cause I'm not prepared to run
[Scratches]
"Stop the madness"
"Gotta be strong"
"Stop the madness"
"Let's get it on"
"Stop the madness"
"Nowhere to hide"
"Stop the madness"
"Let's get it on"
"Stop the madness"
"Nowhere to hide"
"Represent inside"
[Verse 2: Trials]
I make them feel the madness didn't you know
I been ugly for a while now, Trigger the phone
So, let's go man, we're gonna' be late
Step daddy was my first born, this year she's gonna be eight
So, lace up them shoes, I'm bringing the bad news
With a fat bag of (oh) a killer that can't do better attitude
Line the rappers up, I kill them
Half of them is whack as fuck, I'm chillin'
Hit it! The piff get with it, don't fuck with a crystal
I'd rather a schnitzel
Get inside, it's the Quickening (uh)
Put it right there on your head like a christening
Dumb is bad, but dumb is good
If I could live life like that, I fucking would
But, what's it all for? I stay bent like all fours
The baddest creeping up feeling, I'm feeling the madness
[Chorus]
I can feel the madness, someone standing at my door
I hope they can't get in 'cause I'm not prepared to run
I can feel the madness, someone standing at my door
I hope they can't get in 'cause I'm not prepared to run
[Scratches]
"Stop the madness"
"Gotta be strong"
"Stop the madness"
"Let's get it on"
"Stop the madness"
"Nowhere to hide"
"Stop the madness"
"Let's get it on"
"Stop the madness"
"Nowhere to hide"
"Represent inside"
[Verse 3: Hons]
It's been a long time coming, embrace the hiatus
Setty cooked the beats so you can feel my flavour
Master-chef in the kitchen, damn
Picture me and Trials and the Flash in the pan, now we on
I can feel the madness
Ten years of tour make the habits the baddest
And it's real hard to break some
I take shots from the fountain of youth to try to stay young
Been around the country about nine times
The way I cheated death I got nine lives
2001 my car crashed doing 120
Eighteen years old, man I'm not ready
To go yet, got 10 years of shows and sex
Plus, back then the Oars ain't even broke yet
Had learn to walk for the second time, so I stand tall
Head high with his pen of mine
[Chorus]
I can feel the madness, someone standing at my door
I hope they can't get in 'cause I'm not prepared to run
I can feel the madness, someone standing at my door
I hope they can't get in 'cause I'm not prepared to run
[Scratches]
"Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide"
"Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide"
"Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide"
"There's nowhere to run and nowhere to hide"