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Esham

Symptoms Of Insanity

 

Symptoms Of Insanity

(álbum: KKKill The Fetus - 1993)


Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah

I'm coming 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 playing tricks on my mind
I got to get my head together, 'cause it's falling to pieces
My mind has a migraine so I'm calling Jesus
13 Ways to commit suicide, I'm doing
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 spinning and I'm grinning, thinking 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, 'cause 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 waiting to kill, right between the eyes, bro
Kill the fetus, kill the momma, kill the daddy and the dog
Boy, I kill ya bumper car, wicket and I'm deadly
Shoot 'em all up, shoot 'em all up, shoot 'em all up dead y'all
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 coming 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
Flowing like this is slitting my wrists
I see the terror in your eyes
Back 'em all up, and buck 'em all down
Lettin 'em know I'm not fucking around
Standing my ground and holding a frown
Holding my dick and holding it down
Walking the trail, bloody as well
Dead skin under my fingernails
Crucifix, triple six, Esham's macking the funky mix
Life after life, life after death
Tell me I'm under holding my breath
Symptoms of the insanity
Lost my brain, end humanity
Gimme your life, appetite, setting the fire on Devil's Night
Bury me alive, bury me dead, voices are screaming inside of my head
Losing my mind, losing my mind, losing my mind, losing my mind
I'm losing my mind, I got the symptoms of insanity

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