Voices
Damn, yo Shotgun, man
I'm about to kill a motherfucker tonight man
Some bitch just calling my name
Waiting to get blasted
Somebody's fucking with me again
I don't know what it is
What the fuck's going on
I'm all alone hearing voices
I can tell I'm near them
Cause I can hear them but can't see them
It's a problem that I got to avoid
That's when I started to believe my mama
When she told me that I was paranoid
"Fuck ya'll" was my last words
I was mentally fucked up with bad nerves
When I got sent to the curb
And that's when my mama lost confidence in me
Cause she seen her one and only baby going crazy
Then she caught me talking to myself
Just in time before I grabbed the 9 off the shelf
Was about to pull the trigger
Cause I was slipping
Some nigga's head I feel like ripping
But then I will be tripping
Ready to go to war with anybody, like Saddam
My heart kept clicking
And ticking like a time bomb
Was about to explode cause my life was confusing
And victory didn't like me so I was steady losing
But I knew something had to give
But I keep hearing voices when I sleep
Saying I'm not going to live
Now I'm running out of choices
Fucking around with that [???] got a nigga hearing voices
I'm hearing voices
Got me going through a fucking thing
I'm hearing voices
Saying, "It's another murder"
I'm hearing voices when I'm at home all alone
Could it be that nigga I checked for a key to
Left a slug in his fucking dome
Was it my so called homie I killed last week
The bitch was a snitch
So I left him bleeding in the street
I never had that much trust for a friend
My one and only homie was my sawed off .410 pump
Leaving chumps in a dumpster
Murdering motherfuckers ever since I was a youngster
But now that shit's finally catching up with me
Cause every night I hear a dead man
Talking to me in my sleep
He's got me waking up in a cold sweat
Hearing voices
But I ain't seen his face yet
So I go inside the closet then I grab my gat
Asking, "Who the fuck is that?"
Ready to peel his cap back
But when I creep downstairs
Checked around everywhere
Nobody's there
Now I know I need help
So deep in a dream
One night I just might kill my damn self
Cause I'm going through a motherfucking thang
Having visions of a suicide
Going out with a bang
Fed up with life, I just can't hack it
That life for me it's penitentiary or a fucking straight jacket
Got me running out of choices
Hearing voices
I'm hearing voices
Voices in my head saying kill
I'm hearing voices
Got me grabbing for my motherfucking steel
Paranoid
I'm waking up soaked in sweat
I'm thinking somebody's head
Sleeping on my bunk bed set
Cause I hear voices
It sounds like my brother's
But when I get up and take a look
I see nothing but the sheet and cover
Now I got to feel my head is spinning
What I like is when I hear voices saying, "A lotto; I'm going to win it"
And that's a voice I want to keep hearing
But I can't talk to nobody
If everybody keeps disappearing
Now I'm out on my own
Trying to survive but could I make it
With no money, no food I'm in a bad mood
And I can't take it
I think I'm losing it with my [mom??? and??????]
But thought when you hear voices in your house and you don't live here
Now I know something's going wrong
I pick up the phone and think somebody's calling me
But it's the same old dial tone
Man I shouldn't have bought a [???] too
Cause if the number rings
That means I never had no fucking body to talk to
Except me, myself, and I
I'm hearing voices and I'm saying to myself, "Why won't this nigga die?"
Now I'm running out of choices
Once again in the 5th Ward on Mary
I'm hearing voices
I'm hearing voices
Saying, "It's another murder"
I'm hearing voices
Got me going through a thing
I'm hearing voices in my head
On that edge of insanity
How you hoes going to ban me
When you don't understand me
You can't see what I can see
Only some can
But my religions and visions your reality
It's like a [???] is living in a world of Hell
To tell you the truth
Sometimes I can't tell
Well, who's to blame for the brains of a sick man
The shit that I'm thinking sinking me down like quicksand
Sometimes I find myself saying, "I'm better off dead"
I think when I was young my mother made a mistake
And dropped me on my head
Cause I'm missing all my screws, G
Hearing voices in my head had me grabbing for that Uzi
Yeah he's bigger
But what the fuck you figure
Walk up to the nigga
Then pull the fucking trigger
Now I got a murder case
For shooting the nigga in his face
And it's no fun being on the motherfucking chase
Sitting in my place
Suddenly a sound and
Five-O surrounded
Got me running out of choices
But fuck them hoes I'm ready to go to war
Cause a nigga hearing voices
You know what I'm saying Flex, man
At any time my motherfucking mind could snap, man
Nigga hearing voices
I don't know who it is
But when I catch up with him I'm going to blast his ass
I ain't bullshitting
I'm about to kill a motherfucker tonight man
Some bitch just calling my name
Waiting to get blasted
Somebody's fucking with me again
I don't know what it is
What the fuck's going on
I'm all alone hearing voices
I can tell I'm near them
Cause I can hear them but can't see them
It's a problem that I got to avoid
That's when I started to believe my mama
When she told me that I was paranoid
"Fuck ya'll" was my last words
I was mentally fucked up with bad nerves
When I got sent to the curb
And that's when my mama lost confidence in me
Cause she seen her one and only baby going crazy
Then she caught me talking to myself
Just in time before I grabbed the 9 off the shelf
Was about to pull the trigger
Cause I was slipping
Some nigga's head I feel like ripping
But then I will be tripping
Ready to go to war with anybody, like Saddam
My heart kept clicking
And ticking like a time bomb
Was about to explode cause my life was confusing
And victory didn't like me so I was steady losing
But I knew something had to give
But I keep hearing voices when I sleep
Saying I'm not going to live
Now I'm running out of choices
Fucking around with that [???] got a nigga hearing voices
I'm hearing voices
Got me going through a fucking thing
I'm hearing voices
Saying, "It's another murder"
I'm hearing voices when I'm at home all alone
Could it be that nigga I checked for a key to
Left a slug in his fucking dome
Was it my so called homie I killed last week
The bitch was a snitch
So I left him bleeding in the street
I never had that much trust for a friend
My one and only homie was my sawed off .410 pump
Leaving chumps in a dumpster
Murdering motherfuckers ever since I was a youngster
But now that shit's finally catching up with me
Cause every night I hear a dead man
Talking to me in my sleep
He's got me waking up in a cold sweat
Hearing voices
But I ain't seen his face yet
So I go inside the closet then I grab my gat
Asking, "Who the fuck is that?"
Ready to peel his cap back
But when I creep downstairs
Checked around everywhere
Nobody's there
Now I know I need help
So deep in a dream
One night I just might kill my damn self
Cause I'm going through a motherfucking thang
Having visions of a suicide
Going out with a bang
Fed up with life, I just can't hack it
That life for me it's penitentiary or a fucking straight jacket
Got me running out of choices
Hearing voices
I'm hearing voices
Voices in my head saying kill
I'm hearing voices
Got me grabbing for my motherfucking steel
Paranoid
I'm waking up soaked in sweat
I'm thinking somebody's head
Sleeping on my bunk bed set
Cause I hear voices
It sounds like my brother's
But when I get up and take a look
I see nothing but the sheet and cover
Now I got to feel my head is spinning
What I like is when I hear voices saying, "A lotto; I'm going to win it"
And that's a voice I want to keep hearing
But I can't talk to nobody
If everybody keeps disappearing
Now I'm out on my own
Trying to survive but could I make it
With no money, no food I'm in a bad mood
And I can't take it
I think I'm losing it with my [mom??? and??????]
But thought when you hear voices in your house and you don't live here
Now I know something's going wrong
I pick up the phone and think somebody's calling me
But it's the same old dial tone
Man I shouldn't have bought a [???] too
Cause if the number rings
That means I never had no fucking body to talk to
Except me, myself, and I
I'm hearing voices and I'm saying to myself, "Why won't this nigga die?"
Now I'm running out of choices
Once again in the 5th Ward on Mary
I'm hearing voices
I'm hearing voices
Saying, "It's another murder"
I'm hearing voices
Got me going through a thing
I'm hearing voices in my head
On that edge of insanity
How you hoes going to ban me
When you don't understand me
You can't see what I can see
Only some can
But my religions and visions your reality
It's like a [???] is living in a world of Hell
To tell you the truth
Sometimes I can't tell
Well, who's to blame for the brains of a sick man
The shit that I'm thinking sinking me down like quicksand
Sometimes I find myself saying, "I'm better off dead"
I think when I was young my mother made a mistake
And dropped me on my head
Cause I'm missing all my screws, G
Hearing voices in my head had me grabbing for that Uzi
Yeah he's bigger
But what the fuck you figure
Walk up to the nigga
Then pull the fucking trigger
Now I got a murder case
For shooting the nigga in his face
And it's no fun being on the motherfucking chase
Sitting in my place
Suddenly a sound and
Five-O surrounded
Got me running out of choices
But fuck them hoes I'm ready to go to war
Cause a nigga hearing voices
You know what I'm saying Flex, man
At any time my motherfucking mind could snap, man
Nigga hearing voices
I don't know who it is
But when I catch up with him I'm going to blast his ass
I ain't bullshitting
Credits
Writer(s): Gerald Valentine, David Hornaday, Dia Peacock, Diallo Peacock
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