| Uh-huh, Yup, O-K. |
| Whatever
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| Don’t try to talk to me like you know what this is
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| Yeah, I know I might have symptoms that are familiar to you, but… I got this
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| Thanks anyway…
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| Don’t let this eat me alive
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| I only can see this world from the inside
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| And I’m holding it inside
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| Feel like I can cock it back and let it go
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| And nothing’s making sense
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| And I have no patience for anything
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| So I’m going on everything
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| Somebody get me out of here
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| You don’t see what I see
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| So how the hell you gonna stop these voices
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| In my head, that got me awfully rocky, do you copy?
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| Traumatized much, from homicide, what?
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| Don’t wanna flip, but mama I must be the one I trust
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| I ain’t got no friend, I ain’t got no grin
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| But I’m macho when I lock, load, and I block foes in
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| When I stop souls in a rock, hold, I’m a drop those sins
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| In a box so slim
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| Inside of my nog' grows grim
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| My hurt, it goes deep
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| I serve and go weep
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| A verticle leap when you’re alert in your sleep
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| Was a word of a treatment, somebody murdered more peace
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| Inside of my third it’s so bleak
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| Done so much dirt I go leap to chief
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| Don’t let this eat me alive
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| I only can see this world from the inside
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| And I’m holding it inside
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| Feel like I can cock it back and let it go
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| And nothing’s making sense
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| And I have no patience for anything
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| So I’m going on everything
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| Somebody get me out of here
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| I’m thinkin' about my lady, is she doin' shady?
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| Like havin' dudes around my baby, situations got me crazy
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| Brainiac in subjects, but a maniac in public
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| Where they train me at is insane
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| We in thugish mode, feelin' my love is cold
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| In about a minute I’m a flip my top, gonna watch my mug explode
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| What I need right now from a lady is a kiss and a hug it shows
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| Got a grudge, it holds
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| God bless my rugged soul
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| But I got, I’m stable, I’m for real, I’m willin' and able
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| Got you feelin' I’m ill and I’m crazed
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| Go get the manic depressant pill on the table
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| What’ll keep me cool is a good birthday for my baby girl
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| 'Till that time I’m dealin' with my mind and trippin' up with the crime in this
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| crazy world
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| Don’t let this eat me alive
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| I only can see this world from the inside
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| And I’m holding it inside
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| Feel like I can cock it back and let it go
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| And nothing’s making sense
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| And I have no patience for anything
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| So I’m going on everything
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| Somebody get me out of here
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| Look in my eyes
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| You can probably see the crazy feats of danger that I’ve survived
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| Don’t wanna relive 'em
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| If you make me, then I get livid
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| I might just go commit a crime
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| I can feel 'em starin' at me all crazy
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| Like they don’t understand what I be s-sayin'
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| But you ain’t seen death
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| Man I been awake for seven days and I just cannot stop shakin'
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| So now I’m bout to take another shot and try to battle all my demons,
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| can’t let em win
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| I’m a take a semi automic into my dream and pop shots until they all drop to
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| the end
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| And that was goin fine
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| Until I had a small flashback and they all started risin' from the dead
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| And now they start to double and double, and this shit’s overwhelming but I
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| gotta find a exit quick
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| My psychiatrist told me I ain’t got no hope
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| I ain’t got no pills that I can pop to cope
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| Just need to buckle down, and try to battle it out
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| And try to dodge the shit that they about to throw
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| I know I put in the hours
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| But it still feels like I got a loose grip on my skill set
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| But fuck it
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| I know I gotta get a grip on my head if I’m really bout to do this
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| All or nothin' man I gotta give it all I got
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| One shot gotta make this shit count I’m on the clock
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| Watch, my shit tockin'
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| Sweat drippin' from the top of my head fallin' to my eyes, so God
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| Please help me do my best
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| Then pop, there’s a hole in my bullet-proof vest
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| Shot to the chest man, I’m runnin' out of breath
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| But I can’t leave this world till I lay this shit to rest, ahh!
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| Don’t let this eat me alive
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| I only can see this world from the inside
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| And I’m holding it inside
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| Feel like I can cock it back and let it go
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| And nothing’s making sense
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| And I have no patience for anything
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| So I’m going on everything
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| Somebody get me out of here |