Chords for GraveDiggaz "Diary Of A Madman" Uncut [HD]

Order in _ [F] the court!
[F] Order in the court!
Order in the court!
_ I said order in the court now!
_ _ Now, before this court passes judgment, will the four defendants please rise and approach the bench.
Trust me guys, it's _ _ _ _ _ _ all_
oh yeah, don't forget my retainer [Fm] balance. _ _ _
_ _ _ Okay, I understand you guys are pleading insanity, claiming demonic spirits possessed you to do these hideous murders.
Can you please explain to this court how these so-called spirits may [Eb] do it to these raving madmen?
[Em] Be a witness as I exercise my emphasis on the evil [Eb] that lurks within, the sin, [Em] the terrorism.
Possess my evil spirit forces from the dead.
I come forth with grave diggers and a head full of dread.
I've been examined ever since I was semen.
They took a sonogram and seen the image of a demon.
Abrophagosis surrounded me with needles and drug me all [Eb] up with the diseases [Em] of evil.
Grew up in hell, now I dwell in an Islamic temple.
I'm fighting a holy war in the mental.
Look deep in my eyes, you see visions of death possessed.
By homicide is what I am obsessed.
Giving niggas brain dimples.
Dragging they [B] asses on my hook by they [Em] temples.
The cause of death is unknown to the cop, cause when I kill him, I'm not leaving one element, two or tops.
First I'll assassinate him, then I'll cremate him, then take all of his [Eb] fucking ashes and [Em] evaporate him.
Or creep through the graveyard and hunt down your tombstone.
Dig up your [B] skeleton and starve all your [Em] fucking bones.
You try to haunt me nigga, I ain't trying to hear it.
[Eb] I give your ass a holy [Fm] spirit. _ _
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Can you please explain to this court when these problems first [Em] began?
The year, 84, November, late 10, overwhelmed by the [Eb] wicked inspirations of an [Em] evil djinn.
I've been lost, my ideas has worn for 400 [Eb] years of blood, sweat and [Em] tears.
I saw the torture, brutal murder of my father, so my [Eb] brain became stained with the [Em] lava.
I'm having reoccurring nightmares of being soaked in [Eb] wet, strapped down to the [Em] electric chair.
I got tackled with handcuffs and shackles and restraints in the [Eb] bottom of a holy [Em] tabernacle.
They gave me nothing to eat for two weeks and sewed my eyelids [Eb] open so I couldn't [Em] sleep.
About to die from thirst, that's when the minister quenched my [Eb] thirst with a cold glass of [Em] vinegar.
Upon my wounds, they seasoned me with salt and knelt my hands and [Eb] feet to the form of [Em] a cross.
I cried as the blood dripped inside of my [Eb] eye, refusing to [Em] die.
Visions of hell tormented my faith, so I chewed my fucking [Eb] armor and made an [Fm] escape.
Let [F] _
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us please proceed with the defendant's explanation.
_ [Em] Into the realms of understanding, and take good heed and you [Eb] could flee while I'm [Em] standing.
Three stages of pure hell, 60 cages of red cells.
[B] Shhh, raindrops hiss [Em] to pelt.
Papa's dull and narrow, you stalk by shadow.
I [Eb] pierced the skull with a [Em] fucking arrow.
So narrow only one could enter at a time.
[B] Stuck in the center, read the [Em] signs.
A thousand doors to choose, you better hurry.
Don't stop, [Eb] dinner's getting hot as a pot [Em] of curry.
On your right side there's fire, your left, deep waters.
[Eb] Watch your step, there's steep [Em] waters.
What's that coming through the floor is a claw.
Took [B] his fucking ass to the [Fm] fucking court.
[Db] Strolled through the dark [Fm] condition.
I stoned you [Db] till I see sparks and [Fm] flickers.
I chip [F] you like a coal mine, [Fm] then combine the drug.
[G] And mix it with your [Fm] blood.
Some more, I give you some more, and watch.
Crawl, guts hit the floor, [Db] worms exit your [F] pores.
I trick you, ah, then I'm quick to [Fm] syringe.
Deep between my [Bbm] thoughts, then bust out your skin.
[Em] You scream, born fits of inflictable pain.
You can't stand, you're [Eb] up to your hands and quit [Em] stand.
You're sinking and sinking deep into the earth.
Thoughts was possessed [Eb] since the first day of [Em] birth.
My men too sick, it's my turn to possess the matter.
Stab [Eb] you with a dagger up Jacob's ladder.
Thoughts become shattered, confused and tragic.
[Eb] Fiery thoughts of grave diggers.
[N] _ _ _
_ _ _ Guilty.
Next case.