Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Mental Stress, artist - Esham. Album song Closed Casket, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 18.08.2008
Record label: Warlock
Song language: English
Mental Stress |
He should never even see daylight again, never |
I have apologized publicly for the… for the Mental ang… |
for the Mental Stress and emotional stress that I have a… |
and I said to those people to umm… |
I feel bad about it too. |
(*echo*) |
How I need the eternal rest |
Help me through my mental stress (My mental stress) — *repeat 4X* |
See I’ve been to Hell and back, and that’s a fact |
I get a flashback one day I’m a snack |
My mind is gone, to each his own |
I wish the whole world would just leave me alone |
I wanna die, I do not die |
I’m on the far-side and it’s passin’me by I wanna cry, I do not cry |
I have to tell me, myself and I And who am I, I don’t understand |
Wipe that ass once the shit hit’s the fan |
Black man, my man, man |
God damn man, all man, man |
No shit, tell me somethin’I don’t know, no hope |
And I can’t cope wit’the mental stress |
Life ain’t nothin’but bullets man |
And who’s that nigga with the gun in-hand? |
(What nigga?) This nigga, (What nigga?) That nigga |
(What nigga?) This nigga, finger on the trigger |
(Oh no, whatchya gonna do now boy?) |
I’m finna go nuts like an Almond Joy |
Bang my head against the wall three times until it bleed |
Wicked Witch of the East, the belly of the beast |
See, that’s just how it be Nobody really gives a fuck about me And ya see, that I ain’t got no hope |
Somebody help me cope with this mental stress |
Lock me up and throw away the key |
God took my mind and said fuck me I kick the wicked shit until I can’t nomore |
I black out so much I can’t think nomore |
Til’I die, til’I die, when will I die? |
How you be a homicide without an alibi |
No lie, I can’t wait til’I die |
Niggas still think Heaven’s up in the sky |
And voices in my head call my name at night |
Sometimes I don’t know wrong from right |
Insight, Twilight Zone’s my home |
I put the chrome to my dome when I’m all alone |
By my lonely, I’m gonna join my dead homie |
No hope, and I can’t cope with the mental stress |