No Rest for the Wicked

[Intro: Prozak]<br>PDM... Project Deadman... Prozak... King Gordy... NBC<br><br>[Verse 1: Prozak]<br>I sit alone trynna memorize habituaries<br>Diggin` up five dead bodies so I can play Twister and Pictionary<br>It`s kinda scary how I say stationary and it`s and this mind is scary<br>You think it`s depressing in a cemetery, but it`s frankly kind of scary<br>Kind of lonely. Livin in this fucked up world that we call hell<br>But will someone just tell me, what the fuck is that smell?<br>Oh, it`s your own soul decaying. The result of our wicked ways<br>Like eating a bowl of thumbtacks with a side of razor blades<br>Although my hands are bleedin, a side effect of this moda<br>Terrorists crashin in building and the claimin it`s for Allah<br>But I holla at your religion, Muslim, Hebrew, or Christian<br>Having visions of premonitions of mankind`s crucifixion<br>The body of Christ compels you, cuz you do what the devil tells you<br>Drugs and alcohol excel you like a dirty pimps that sells you<br>But I`m not here to condemn you, criticize or offend you<br>These are prophecies of Project Deadman here to tell you..<br><br>[Chorus]<br>No rest for the angels, no rest for the demons<br>No rest for the murder victims, no rest for the screaming <br>(No rest for the wicked)<br>No rest for the guilty, no rest for the dead<br>No rest for the insane voice runnin through my head (No rest for the wicked)<br>No rest for the angels, no rest for the demons<br>No rest for the murder victims, no rest for the screaming <br>(No rest for the wicked)<br>No rest for the guilty, no rest for the dead<br>No rest for the insane voice runnin through my head (No rest for the wicked)<br><br>[Verse 2: King Gordy]<br>I hope the Earth is shock absorbent when I rocks the orbit<br>For what it`s worth I am not normal, I am narc in orbit<br>Escape from hell, the devil`s track me down<br>He wears all black with a crown<br>With his two horns, he gotta be found<br>He slips though through the cracks in the ground<br>Died, but I`m back as a baby from Iraq!<br>You learn first to love Allah be shined with true blessings<br>I`m a soldier, back two deserts walkin through deserts<br>You are now in the presence of a ghost trapped in the present<br>forced to lurk the Earth desolate, hurts, but then again<br>many haven`t experienced the please of pain<br>I pity you, your pitiful, perish in flame<br>The rap version of Kurt Cobain<br>He`s a crazy man watch and listen as he snorts cocaine<br>Life of a rock star, fortune and fame, until we blow out our brains<br>(Hahahahaha)<br><br>[Chorus]<br>No rest for the angels, no rest for the demons<br>No rest for the murder victims, no rest for the screaming <br>(No rest for the wicked)<br>No rest for the guilty, no rest for the dead<br>No rest for the insane voice runnin through my head (No rest for the wicked)<br>No rest for the angels, no rest for the demons<br>No rest for the murder victims, no rest for the screaming <br>(No rest for the wicked)<br>No rest for the guilty, no rest for the dead<br>No rest for the insane voice runnin through my head (No rest for the wicked)<br>No rest for the angels, no rest for the demons<br>No rest for the murder victims, no rest for the screaming <br>(No rest for the wicked)<br>No rest for the guilty, no rest for the dead<br>No rest for the insane voice runnin through my head (No rest for the wicked)<br>No rest for the angels, no rest for the demons<br>No rest for the murder victims, no rest for the screaming <br>(No rest for the wicked)<br>No rest for the guilty, no rest for the dead<br>No rest for the insane voice runnin through my head (No rest for the wicked)<br>No rest for the wicked!