icp swollen members that underground connect swiftly movin in the dark of night over this mike e clark right here a lot of severely depressed kids uh really enjoy music a lot so i think this uh draws a lot raise him out of his shell socially it s been really good for boys looks forward to the music well i have panic disorder rage severe depression on top of all that i m stressin took a blind date to my therapy session and then tried to kill her her first impression was i m groovy i gotta be i need a lobotomy but when i press play trouble leaves up outta me fuck the real world that my fat ass stuck in cause in my music hotties are fuckin expression gettin out all i wrote depression rippin out all your throat and if my hearing was ever to go mass murder would be inevitable i m a slick romantic quick witted and funny take away my tunage and shit gets bloody pull out the plug and kill the track instant panic attack gigantic i strive only through the magical world of melody i d rather die than face the sounds of my reality  just let the rhythm ride and i ll survive somewhere inside it lemme strum wit the bass and drum i wanna run to the place i come from silence is pain stress and pressure paint my picture so much fresher kill the quiet play it again keep me alive never let it end so let the rhythm ride and i ll survive somewhere inside it lemme strum wit the bass and drum i wanna run to the place i come from blood on my hands blood on my t shirt and everywhere else it could reach or squirt violence brought upon by silence when they kill the beat that s where my mind went my nerves went acrobatic skippin flippin trippin what happened they say hip hop s for kids silly rabbit your throat i snap and squeeze and stab it they drive terrorists out wit rock n roll they don t gimme any and i m outta control all i need is freedom unlock my soul ignite my powers shock explode a lot of severely depressed kids uh really enjoy music a lot so i think this uh draws a lot raise him out of his shell socially my name s madchild i got mental problems walk around town a demented goblin i m the little monster i m going back shit axes and hatchets packets of matches homicidal maniac i am diabolical angry and maniacal i m a human fireball stand vertical mad s a mass murderer psycho laugh hurting you mad to mass burglar i m illusionary confusin my very essence execution from electricutin every sentence very buried his verses come out the graveyard of profession no comparin our performance to the patterns of aggression incandescent like fluorescent light sights upon the target when i hit it i mma get it til the music flood the market i m a tsunami swollen army general front liner flat liner black binder rhyme book fact finder i strive i strive through the melody i d rather die than face reality 1