Talking To The Voices

They ask me how high am I
Wheezy outta here

They ask me how high am I, I said I'm higher than this
They say "You could die like this"
They ask me if I'm in love, I said in love like a bitch
They said I could die like this
I asked them what'd happen if I take two shots of the gin
After all the percs I did
I asked them what happens, if I put a hole in his head
He was talking all that shit

Damn, Talking to the voices again
Talking to the voices again
Talking to the voices again
Talking to the voices again
Talking to the voices again
Talking to the voices again, again

My conscience haunts me like
A ghost in an old house
Tell me what you know 'bout the pain, what you know 'bout?
Tell me you know how it feels to never wanna go out, uh
Anti, percs to the, got me scratching
Ain't no such thing as relaxing without relapsing
Does someone have a pill bottle they can pass me?

Damn, talking to the voices again
Talking to the voices again
Talking to the voices again
Talking to the voices again
Talking to the voices again
Talking to the voices again
Again (Wheezy outta here)

If it isn't one thing then, It's definitely the other
I get so high off of percocets, I start seeing different colors
I get so high off of lean, everything in slow motion to me
Everything's just how, it's supposed to be
So high, it's heavenly
I put love and drugs in the same box
Girl, you better off dodging raindrops
Thinking you was finna get me off the straight drop
That's a cap, that's a hell nah
Live my life like San Andreas
Let a nigga try to take it
We'll hang him like we racist
After that, we'll send him to Satan

Damn, talking to the voices again
Talking to the voices again
Talking to the voices again
Talking to the voices again
Talking to the voices again
Talking to the voices again
Talking to the voices (Again, again)