Whispers In My Head (feat. The Styles Of L & Lighta)

They... They won't...
They won't leave me alone
They're in my head
They won't leave me alone
I can't... Uh
They won't leave me alone

Yeah
Yo, yo
I'll be blasting up the TEC to see you moist around the chest
Then I'll fire every gun until your boys will end up dead
I'm a fucked up kinda guy 'cause I hear voices in my head
I'm possessed by all the evil while I'm hoisted on the bed
I'll be forcing all the dead to come and open up your flesh
Man, I'll tie you to a rock and then the ocean's where you'll rest
I'm wrapping ropes around your neck until you're choking with no breath
Then I'll smoke a bag of cess and fucking joke about your death
I'm putting holes up in your vest 'cause I'm a crazy motherfuck
You will never see tomorrow when I'm blazing up the snub
If you're talking like you're hard, I'll use a blade to cut you up
Then I'll bash you with a bat until your face is full of blood
Man, keep claiming you're a thug and I will kill you in a sec
If you ever disrespect, then you'll be filled with lotsa lead
You better chill 'fore you'll regret, I'm power drilling through your legs
Then I'll slash you with a razor 'til you spill the colour red
Yeah

Whispers in my head are telling me
Could give a damn 'bout what you think
I do not care, I'd rather
Murder, murder, murder, kill, kill, kill
Whispers in my head are telling me
Could give a damn 'bout what you think
I do not care, I'd rather
Murder, murder, murder, kill, kill, kill

I love it when the beat sounds scary
Got a tendency to lose it if you act like you don't hear me
I guess it goes back to days when fake friends
Couldn't take 10 minutes with me to break bread
Chuckle if you wanna, but I've been through drama relying on marijuana
In the moment needing company, asking and getting nada
Give me a bottle and I'm sipping to the bottom
Toss me the mic and the booth melts into lava, comma
I talk this way and I walk the same
If Cryptik has a problem, it's better you walk away
See, I've got chalk in my pocket, consider myself an artist
Goal driven, so when I aim, I'm never missing my target
I started believing in kindness, but fuck that, I never got it back
So I watch bodies stack to the ceiling
I got a funny feeling, hearing voices in my head
I've had it, if your kids are listening in, they're doomed

Whispers in my head are telling me
Could give a damn 'bout what you think
I do not care, I'd rather
Murder, murder, murder, kill, kill, kill
Whispers in my head are telling me
Could give a damn 'bout what you think
I do not care, I'd rather
Murder, murder, murder, kill, kill, kill

You ready?
Haha
Lighta
Yeah, yeah
What happens here it's staying here, man, kinda like how Vegas is
Got the game up in my hands, it's dangling from my fingertips
Shots will hit you in your lungs and come down to your pancreas
Sicker than you haters, sneezing on ya, need a handkerchief
Reaching for the paper, there's no reason for betrayal
I'm realer than the rest, so I'mma leave it on the table
I'm coming now, it's storming, bring the seasons of tornadoes
Staying ruthless on the record just like Eazy with his label
I'm riding for my nation, Cryptik Soul he stay beside me
Man, I ain't no 50 Cent, but I'll get rich or just die trying
Thirteen years up in this game and this is perfect timing
The way I beat this instrumental, tear it up like it was vaginas
Ain't no way to find some peace 'til I'm solving what's the problem
Wanna bust some shots at me, way too quick I duck and dodge 'em
I'mma merk this track real fast like I'm drinking out the bottle
Say goodbye to the ones you love, you won't live to see tomorrow
Uh

Whispers in my head are telling me
Could give a damn 'bout what you think
I do not care, I'd rather
Murder, murder, murder, kill, kill, kill
Whispers in my head are telling me
Could give a damn 'bout what you think
I do not care, I'd rather
Murder, murder, murder, kill, kill, kill

You belong to me