| I hear voices, one voice in paticular
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| It comes into my mind, perpendicular
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| Rectangular, it's a. |
| strangular
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| He’s like some kind of mental fuckin’mangular…i dunno
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| He tells me to punch Esham and Shaggs
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| So I punch’em, I even call Twiztid fags
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| They get mad, slap me and smear my makeup
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| I’ve named this evil voice, named him Jacob
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| Jacob tells me climb the ladder and jump off
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| Head first on the street, don’t worry, it’s soft
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| So I jump, thump, i’m on a gurney
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| Jacob laughs at me your so fuckin’nerdy
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| Fuck him, I hate him, I can’t escape him!
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| I finally get alone, he calls me on the telephone
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| Brrb is Violent J there? |
| here hey it’s Jacob!
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| I want you to piss in your underware, ok bud?
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| Sure, i’m pissin’now, it fuckin’tickles
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| Jacobs dissin’again, I hear his giggles
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| After I cut all my fingers of for that mother fucker
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| I’ve finally had enough
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| Go see a doctor, Doc, hello
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| Hi, have a seat, let’s see umm… what is it. |
| Joe?
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| Yeah, Joe Bruce, my friends call my Chucky Chucky?
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| Either that or Bucky, Fuck Me!
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| I’m sorry Doc, it’s Jacob again, my name’s J Tell me J, who’s this Jacob anyway?
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| I fucking want him dead, it’s a voice in my head
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| I gotta lotta voices, but this one’s mislead
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| He tells me to drink toilet water an shit
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| Do you do it? |
| No. YES!
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| I can’t help it though, I can’t stop it
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| J.what I want you to do is drop it Drop what?
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| Your feelings of denial
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| I mean your an asshole, let’s face it, Jacob, he’s got style yea
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| You should do… exactly what he tells you
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| Even stab myslef? |
| yea, hells yea
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| Fuck man are you sure Doc? |
| sincerly
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| Now on your way out, pay my fuckin’secretary
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| Wow, $ 300 bucks and i’m cured, it’s obsurd
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| All I gotta do is wait for the word
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| Now I aint heard from ol’Jacob in a while
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| I’m at home jerkin’my dick off to Gilligains Isle when Bang!
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| He popped in J, what’s up homie?
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| where you been Jacob, dawg it’s been lonely
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| Doc say’s I should roll wit’you, let’s do this
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| Alright, well let’s start off with a glass of your own piss! |
| wit’ice?
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| No ice!(slup sound) nice. |
| Finsih up the whole glass, and repeat it twice!
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| All done Let’s go, put your shoes on! |
| where we goin’homie?
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| To the graveyard! |
| what? |
| I want you to dig up a girlfreind
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| Dig up a dead body? |
| I won’t say it again!
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| You heard what the doctor said, fuckin'do it!
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| Well fuck it, hand me my shovel and bucket
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| I dug the bitch, literally, I dug her
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| Her skin smelled like burnt rubber, I fuckin’love her
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| Took her corpse home, sat it on the couch
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| Jacob said Now put her foot in your mouth!
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| So I did and her toes smelled like fish chunks
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| That’s been sitting out in the… sun for a couple a months
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| I didn’t care though because Jacob told me to It’s one more little thing that I want you to do (what's that?)
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| Lay down in the street and trip a semi wit’chya neck
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| Trip a Semi-tru…bet!
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| There I was, i’m movin off. |
| just waitin
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| Ready to get rolled on like a Dayton
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| Here it comes, I stuck my fuckin’head out
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| Like this Jacob! |
| Yea, Pow!
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| Boom, i’m in critical, I got minutes left
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| And I’m fightin’with death!
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| Why did the doctor tell me to listen to him?
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| I’m lay’d up 'bout to die, screw him!
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| Pick up the phone, Brrb! |
| Hello?
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| Hi is me J, that one fat goofy weirdo
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| Yea listen, i’m about to die, why’d you tell me to follow his word?
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| Cuz’he’s a DarkMega, and your a nerd
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| Well I hear you on that much ok. |
| but
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| What kinda fuckin’doctor are you anyway?
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| I mean your tellin’me i’m nothing but a scrub
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| I thought you knew homie, this is doctor Jacob!
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| Ohh I get it, everybody have a laugh
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| I’m nothing but a sick, Homogetic mentalpath
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| I died right then and there I was never cured
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| I lived a shitty life all thanks to Jacobs word
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| That Mother… What?! |
| I didn’t say nothing Bullshit bitch!
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| I didn’t say anything!
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| How you gonna tell me? |
| I’m in your head bitch!
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| I was gonna compliment you! |
| But I hear everything!
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| Well get outta my fuckin’head!
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| Fuck!, you heard what I just said!
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| Get outta my… fuckin'…head!.. aight?
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| My… fucking. |
| head that’s right, my head too, my head too!
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| You have got your own fuckin’head!
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| I’m not… running around in your fucking brain!
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| 'Cuz I aint got one bitch! |
| Fuck you! |
| Eat your leg!
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| I’m sorry. |
| Eat you leg! |
| I’m sorry, not my leg
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| Eat it bitch! |
| Leave my leg alone Eat it! |