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"