Esham - Get My Head Together - Sözleri

I hear voices in my head 



My head hears voies 



So many choices 



I'm coming down off a bad trip 



And I'm sick of the bullshit 



It ain't my fault 



It's all my fault 



Who's fault is it 



It doesn't matter 



Can you understand 



I live the life of a mad man 



I'm a psycho 



Suicidal 



Not Michael 



Like a motorcycle 



I can't understand myself 



Man I need help 



Who am I 





Am I 

Who you though I was 



It's not too bad cause 



I ain't trippin' 

Naw I'm trippin' 





Cause yall be trippin' 



You don't know me 



When I don't know me 

How you goin' know me 





I try to get to know myself 



Self knowledge and tell myself 



They're all gonna laugh at me 



I gotta get my head together 



It's the new style 



I gotta get my head straight 



I'm loosin' my mind 



I'm giving you a peice of my mind 



I got something on my mind 



One time but hey nevermind 

I'm loosin' my sense 





I got no sence 



No nonsense 



More dollars than cents 



Since I'm dyin' 



The world may never know if I'm lyin' 



Lying in my grave 



Hey I think I need a shave 



What's my name 



Who stole my brain 



Who should I blame 



Blame it on the boogie 





Blame it on the rain 

I can feel your pain 



I'ma say 

Hey I forgot what I'ma say 





Who, What, When, Where, Why, How 



I gotta get my head together 



I gotta get my head together 



I gotta get my head together 

I gotta get my head together 





I gotta get my head together 



I gotta get it straight 



I gotta get it straight 



I can't really wait 





I can't really wait for my mind 

Make up my mind 



I'm loosin' my mind 



So do you mind 



I don't mind 



If you don't mind 



Cause what's yours is mine 



But I need my own 



You know what I'm sayin' holmes 



You don't know 



Cause I don't know 



So, kick that hey 



My name's Esham 





Slit your wrist 

Drink a orange juice 



Hellalujah 



Suck my dick 





What's it to ya 

I'm from no where 



I'm commin' straight outta' no where 



And goin' no where 



More broke more broke 



More coke for the fiends to smoke 



Come get me 



Lock me up 



I don't give a fuck 





I gotta get my head together 

Man I'm back 



I'm the black devil 



And it that aint no joke 



What's up 



Who's playin that beat 





I'm commin' through in the back seat 

Cheap shots 



Cheap tricks 

But you can suck on my toe 





Hey ho you know 

That I'm the black bro 







I still don't know where I come from 

Lick my balls 'till my dick's numb 



Dum ditty dum ditty dum dum 



Redrum 





I feel like a redrum 



E-S-H-A-M 

Why I'm talkin' 'bout him 



Is that me 



You can't see what I can see 



Man whatever 



I gotta get my head together 



If buttholes were peep shows and the nigs 



And the window of the soul 



Of this fucking ridiculous world 



Analities got nothing on the worlds 



Except a signed royality check 



Forged signature 



The toilet swipe 



The maggot acid smile 



The glitch in the universal way, yeah 



A real boss abortion to brag about at your next BBQ

														   

														   



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