Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Symptoms of Insanity , by - Esham. Song from the album KKKill The Fetus, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 17.09.2008
Record label: Aknu Media
Song language: English
Symptoms of Insanity |
| Yeah |
| Yeah |
| Yeah |
| Yeah |
| I’m comin’back again, and I’d rather be dead |
| My Momma was a junkie, I need a brand new head |
| The symptoms of insanity got me intertwined |
| Voices in my head playin’tricks on my mind |
| I got to get my head together, cuz it’s fallin’to pieces |
| My mind has a migraine so I’m callin’Jesus |
| 13 Ways to commit suicide, I’m doin' |
| Razor to my wrist, someone ask me what I’m doin |
| I wanna just die, I wanna just die, so please just cut my blood veins |
| Some may imply I’m insane, on my shirt is blood stains |
| The room is spinnin’and I’m grinnin', thinkin’evil thoughts |
| Nine dead bodies and I never got caught |
| A skitsofranitc, somebody panic, is it just mad at me? |
| Don’t understand it G, I got the symptoms of insanity |
| The symptoms of insanity, I tried to get to therapy |
| Went all nuts, cuz nobody cares for me Shoot 'em all up, shoot 'em all up, bang bang, buck buck |
| If I can’t, just look in the head, I’m dead, I don’t give a fuck |
| Who wanna know, who wanna know, where the bad guys go? |
| Nine been waitin’to kill, right between the eyes, bro |
| Kill the fetus, kill the momma, kill the daddy and the dog |
| Shoot 'em all up, shoot 'em all up, shoot 'em all up dead y’all |
| Boy, I kill ya bumper car, wicket and I’m deadly |
| So many times, I write my rhymes and mutha fuckas scared of me Esham the black devil, unholy niggero |
| Symptoms of insanity, I’m quick to pull the trigger, hoe |
| Schizophrenic, somebody panic |
| Say it’s just mad at me, don’t understand it G I got the symptoms of insanity |
| I’m comin’back with the wicket shit, but now I gotta fuck it I cut my dog’s head off and threw it in a bucket |
| The U-N-H-O-L-Y, cross my heart and hope to die |
| Flowin’like this is slittin’my wrists |
| I see the terror in your eyes |
| Back 'em all up, and buck 'em all down |
| Lettin 'em know I’m not fuckin’around |
| Standin’my ground and holdin’a frown |
| Holdin’my dick and holdin’it down |
| Walkin’the trail, bloody as well |
| Dead skin under my fingernails |
| Crucifix, triple six, Esham’s mackin’the funky mix |
| Life after life, life after death |
| Tell me I’m under holdin’my breath |
| Symptoms of the insanity |
| Lost my brain, end humanity |
| Gimme your life, appetite, settin’the fire on Devil’s Night |
| Bury me alive, bury me dead, voices are screamin’inside of my head |
| Losin’my mind, losin’my mind, losin’my mind, losin’my mind |
| I’m losin’my mind, I got the symptoms of insanity |