Paranoid, sitting in a deep sweat   Thinking I gotta fuck somebody before the week ends   The sight of blood exites me, shoot you in the head    Sit down, and watch you bleed to death   I hear the sound of your last breath   Shouldn't have been around, I went all the way left   You was in the right place with me at the wrong time   I'm a psychopath, in a minute lose my fucking mind   Calm down, back to reality   Don't fear death, cause I know that it's promised to me   Flashes, I get flashes of Jason   Gimme a knife, a million lives I've wasted   The shadow of death follows me, I don't give a fuck   (In a mind of a lunatic)   Pussy play Superman, your ass'll get boxed up   Put him in a straight jacket, the man's sick   This is what goes on in the mind of a lunatic      Lookin through her window, now my body is warm   She's naked, and I'm a peepin tom   Her body's beautiful, so I'm thinking rape   Shouldn't have had her curtains open, so that's her fate   Leaving out her house, grabbed the bitch by her mouth   Drug her back in, slammed her down on the couch   Whipped out my knife, said, "If you scream, I cut you"   Opened her legs and commenced the fucking   She begged me not to kill her so I gave her a rose   Then slit her throat and watched her shake till her eyes closed   (In a mind of a lunatic)   Had sex with the corpse before I left her   And drew my name on the wall like helter skelter   Run for shelter never crossed my mind   I had a guage, a grenade, and even a nine   Dial 911 for the bitch   But the cops ain't shit   when they're fucking with a mind of a lunatic      I sit alone in my four-cornered room staring at candles   Dreaming of the people I've dismantled   I close my eyes and in the circle    Appears the images of sons of bitches that I murdered   Flashbacks of bodies being fucked up   Once I attack, I'm like a pit on a rage that's going nuts   Boys used to die when I'm full fo that fry   I be ebbin when I'm high    So I say 'fuck' and just let bullets fly   (In a mind of a lunatic)   Like I said before, Scarface is my identity   A homicidal maniac with sucidal tendencies   I'm on the violent tip, so yo get a grip   And bitch, better come equipped, ain't taking no shit    Cause here comes a mind of a lunatic      My girl's getting skinny, she's strung out on coke   So I went to her mother's house and cut out her throat   Her grandma was standing there, she was screaming out   As she reached for the telly, I put the blade on granny's ass   Went to the back and grabbed a shovel   Now granny's on her way to meet the devil   Pulled out my 38 and aimed at the bitch   A cop says Freeze, mutherfucker ! Bitch, suck my dick   (Mind of a lunatic)   I said, "Die muthafucker !" as I blasted    Something clicked in my head, visions of bodies in plastic   The scent of buckshots in human flesh   Pigs dying from bullet wounds to the chest   No sheriff's gonna take me on a road   Dark as fuck, and let his pistols explode   Fuck that, cause I ain'ts to die   So I reloaded my Uzi and fired up another fry   It got me crazy as fuck   A ragin psychotic full of that Angel's Dust   The cops had the place surrounded    Hunted for a way to get out - and I found it   Innocent bystanders watch me set an example   I popped one, "Let me go, goddammit   Scot free   Or all of these mutherfuckers coming with me"   (In A Mind of a lunatic)   All of a sudden the shit got silent   I remember waking up, in an asylum   Being treated like a troubled kid   My shirt was all bloody, and both of my wrists was slit   Think this is harsh? This ain't as harsh as it gets   No telling what's being thought up in the mind of a lunatic      Janurary 5th 1969   A damn fool was born with the mind of a lunatic   I shoulda been killed   But sister fucked around and let me live   Now I developped a criminal behaviour   Fuck with me, and I'll slay your ass    Beyond recognition, shit   Your dental records couldn't prove your identity, bitch   I beg your pardon, on talking to borden   You'll never find a mutherfucker, so save your milk cartons   (In A Mind of a lunatic)   Cross the line, your ass is mine   I don't give a fuck if you're 9 or 99   Blind, crippled, and crazy, don't faze me   Your funky ass will be pushing up daisies   You wanna know what makes me click?   My psychiatrist said I got the mind of a lunatic      I ain't got it all, so don't fuck with me   Unless your ass wanna be made history   I'll blow your mutherfucking house up   And if your wife and kids are inside, they're fucked    I don't give a damn who I slay   Don't let me get a hold of some E&J   Cause when the shit hit the fan   I'll stab your ass quicker than a Mexican   The nightmares I leave you with on the scene   (In A Mind of a lunatic)   Will make Freddy bitch ass look like a wet dream   This is fact, not fictional, son of a bitch   I got the mind of a lunatic