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[Esham]
Usin my inhibitions, callin my intuitions Something`s goin on if I`m feelin not superstitious I`m vicious, I`m 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 I`m thinkin this Cuz when I`m thinkin this, I`m 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 I`m even callin ya The sky is fallin y`all, but after all it`s my deepest feeling [Chorus] Morty (nowhere to run to, nowhere to hide) Morty (how you gon hide from the fears inside) [Esham] Can`t 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 you`re 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, I`m blankin out Polly want a cracker, but I`m never ever crankin out Call me Dr. Frankenstein, dead bodies thinkin I`m Gonna get, wit ya, when I hit ya, I`mma slit ya Nobody can hold me, other safe is clear Buried alive in the pine box is my deepest fear [Chorus] [Esham] It`s ever so clear, my deepest fear is to hit the screens The sounds of a madman, embattled in Morty`s 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 ain`t nobody helpin me Since I got no excuses, for mental abuses, I`m 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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