I'm a maniac killa, blood gets spilled A maniac killa, don't get killed I'm a maniac killa, blood gets spilled A maniac killa, don't get killed I be
tour'd be the outcome Labels want my name beside the X like Malcolm Everybody got a deal, I did it without one Yeah nigga Im about my business Killing
Rampage on stage,my crews in a rage Searched my posse,found the Uzi but missed the 12 gauge Maniac,I'm a rhyme brainiac,livin' on the edge of a razor
-wide tour would be the outcome Labels want my name beside an X like Malcolm Everybody got a deal, I did it without one Yeah nigga, I'm about my business Killing
I am not afraid of life Of the poor man's struggle Of the killer's knife I am not afraid of life Of an insane rage Of the minimum wage I am not afraid
shot with a twelve gauge I died and made front page The devil sent me back and now I'm using the same gauge Killin' like a maniac, livin' like a lunatic
to us We the man, we the one That started this thuggish ruggish, that rough and rugged shit We ain't smokin' heat, tokin', fuck with me killer, fuck
[Talking: Lil Boosie] I done showed the world, Now we finna wrap it up, ya know what I'm sayin Welcome to the mind of a maniac What part of real you niggas
the pedal to the metal, go Let's ride this motherf*** Let's go, outta here Man, I'd kill a car When I take off, I peel out hard I drive like a maniac
't take a brainiac We got a lot of homicidal maniacs in the streets Sometimes life is terrible Y'all say goodbye, niggaz say be careful Back in the day they woulda killed
Like a kung fu maniac drunk on the blood of a thousand victims My case in point is I don't have a system No need to knock them down What's that sound
shotgun, niggas didn't jump Lala la la lala la laa Comin' at you like a stiff blow, fuckin' up your program Ain't takin' shit from you him or no man Master mind maniac
didn't jump La la la la la la la la Comin' at you like a stiff blow, fuckin' up your program Ain't takin' shit from you, him or no man Master mind maniac
Fillin' out the cards to your eulogy Murder that ass, send my regards to your family, fuck it That's what niggaz get for fuckin' with this maniac depressive
, the action is over And his back and his shoulders hunched up like he's practicin' yoga And that's the story of Zach, the ecstasy maniac So don't even
in the bag, bitch And I won't kill you What? Oh my God, don't kill me I'm not gonna kill you bitch, quit lookin' around Just don't kill me, I have two
know shit about this For the 9 6 Verse 1: Ayo my pen and paper cause a chain reaction To get your brain relaxin cause they be actin maniac in action
