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[esham] Usin my inhibitions, callin my intuitions Somethings goin on if Im feelin not superstitious Im vicious, Im trapped inside the paradox When my thoughts get twisted like some dreadlocks I never or ever wondered bout the voodoo I sing the voodoo, and now my deepest fears is comin through I never loved ya, but I hate ya isle How could I love you, how, because I hate you know So when you, I take you under, wit the wicked men And wit the wickedness, I make a preacher slit his fuckin wrist No comin near me, when Im thinkin this Cuz when Im thinkin this, Im thinkin suicidalist, uh So back up off me, bust a brain sale, I bust a brain cell I fall asleep and dream about hell Some wonder why Im even callin ya The sky is fallin yall, but after all its my deepest feeling [chorus] Morty (nowhere to run to, nowhere to hide) Morty (how you gon hide from the fears inside) [esham] Cant decode dependencies, suicidal tendencies Brain your melt down, street lobotomy Claustrophobia, locked in the pine box Now I lay me down to sleep, six feet deep Closed casket, just another basket case Not a mannequin, but a mad man, so you panic kid Run from it, everybody scared, so youre callin out Buckshots, shotgun blast, now you fallin out Everybody hide from the deepest fears inside Watch me and my man morty take you on a murder ride Suicide symptoms of the sanity, Im blankin out Polly want a cracker, but Im never ever crankin out Call me dr. frankenstein, dead bodies thinkin im Gonna get, wit ya, when I hit ya, imma slit ya Nobody can hold me, other safe is clear Buried alive in the pine box is my deepest fear [chorus] [esham] Its ever so clear, my deepest fear is to hit the screens The sounds of a madman, embattled in mortys theme I dream, and nightmares come true, simply voodoo Hallucinatin visions of killin you The thought of even thinkin that, I think I need a drink In fact I think I need some therapy cuz aint nobody helpin me Since I got no excuses, for mental abuses, Im losin faith My only fear is to love instead of hate you Born and bred, gone dead, my mind bled Every time the holy Bible was read To say that I love consciousness, and wound up wit wicked ways Think about voodoo dolls, runnin wild on my last days Spit wit morty, my shorty, no ventriloquist Esham the unholy, straight suicidalist [chorus]
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