Primitive - Madman Lyrics

A sick fetish for replenishing damage
I inherited a sentence from a manic depressive
Left the death in the wreckage and admitted defeat
Shiit, bitter at this quitter cause' my limits were reached
I gritted my teeth, hell there was little relief
And the image that i held was a prism of peace
Peace, pieced in a fractured mind
Captured fragments of the rapture with an axe to grind
Written chapters in the havoc
Scribbled passages of madness
Hidden shackles of the black, cracked practiced lies
Where i came from to where i am now
Aware the flames from the same sun were wearing me down
Aware the snare and the bass drum, bar elevation
Level-headed treble spreading set to dent the basement
Where i went to stay embedded in the Matrix
I shredded any relevance imperative to change it

I took a peak inside the mind of a madman
Then took a seat beside the guy with the bad hand
Believed his lie, then combined it with my bad plan
That's what I became, I found I was the same

I've never been in this position before
I've never been so driven by the pistons of war
Spittin raw writtens over thousands of hours
Surrounded by sounds of insurmountable power
Borderline psycho, sorta nice rhyme flow
I fortified, organised, walked the fine tight rope
Keep it bangin til the circuits in the mic blow
Circus in a lightbulb, search inside my mindscope
Close your eyes when the music starts
I guess its: no surprise when a movement sparked
It's like I: shouldered time
Then i rolled the dice
And rose from the Ice like shooting star
The truth was hard, when it eventually broke
Cemented loops and bars how i mentally coped
My head was a mess, from regular stress
The damage I kept supressed in the cellular depths

I took a peak inside the mind of a madman
Then took a seat beside the guy with the bad hand
Believed his lie, then combined it with my bad plan
That's what I became, I found I was the same

2 years since I lit the pipe
2 years since my lips kissed Kryptonite
I grip the mic, proper f*ckin rip the mic
And my lyrics tell my story as I crystallized
I synthesized, stripped the twisted pride
On that 9.5 til i kiss the sky
Back from the dead, you could say my bars were raised
Things change, but i still sit at bars for days
From a dark place of masks and pain
Sparked flames masquerades of party days
Yeah! From the fall came the rise
Heard the call from the side where the walls painted eyes
From the crawl to the stride i gave my all to survive
I learned from the burn and concern in his eyes
In the search there's a price; sacrifice!
Sometimes all that you know isn't black and white!

I took a peak inside the mind of a madman
Then took a seat beside the guy with the bad hand
Believed his lie, then combined it with my bad plan
That's what I became, I found I was the same