I Hear Voices

Tossing, turning, dreams of murder, someone's killing me

Of changes, there's nights I'm on a killing spree

All done cold blood waking up in cold sweats

This is such a cold world unconscious getting death threats

Shadows choking me, my last breath lets out my body

It's a conspiracy, my mind and my body's not really down with me

Me against the whole world? It's a little deeper

Me against my self, I fight the Grim Reaper

Swing sickle, I got my Glock bust rounds off

Demented, schizophrenic, I know this sounds off to you

I do not lie, when I doze off spirits hope I die, whatever

Angels waste the time, they work together

Scheme and plot on me, 'cause I'm the son of man

I hear voices from a dog like Son of Sam

Don't give a damn if the bullets fill me

I don't wanna live, I hope they kill me

Put me out my misery, I live in misery

I kill all my enemies, cause I love company

Those who seek me, are called wise men

Or either wise-guys I prey you comprehend

And realize I'm condemned

No rest, homicidal dreams

My cellmate, all he do is scream

Out loud how he wants to go home

That's funny, I'm here all alone

Locked, in a single cell

His back's bleeding, he's cold as hell

And I'm hoping, they turn on some heat

I call the C.O. to bring some extra sheets

"Where'd he go?" he walk through walls, run halls, I prey "teach me"

They don't seem him at the health try to reach me

I say "please see how he feels"

They said, "He's alright but he's not real"

Evaluations say I suffer from depression

Hallucinations, self-corration's what they're guessin

I'm here doing years, I'm stressin'

Medicate me, sedate me want me to rest an'

Don't take it cause he said that won't be best an'

He said I need his help and he needs me

"Nigga you walk through walls, go home you're free"

Home, that was far and he was turned off

Cause his wings was burned off

A lesson was learned, communicate with one

I was chosen cause I'm God's son

[MF Doom]

And I'm the retarded one!

[sings] Out in the streets

You won't survive with, wack-ass beats ("We can see that!")

These days and times

Watch as we get ours with rhymes

To my Metal Face bros with stomachs of cast iron

Who been into when in blast to the last siren

On the slow-mo the calm artist with the so-so chick

Chased them all like Cairo did to Slobodan Milosovik

Anyhoo, how 'bout them Yankees?

Once I leave off-stage the party people thanks mee's

If I may speak freely nasty like the freaky-deeky

At your local sleazy speak-easy

Famely fan of the limelight

In the mic stand was a phallic stick of dynamite

It's risky business like hand-to-hand crack sale

With rappers who's better off on the cover of Black Tail

Jumpin Jehosaphat, who's that?

Who cats who do magic like "Tell me how you do's that"

Heck no, especially those who cop pleas like gecko

Thought I might do techno

Ha ha, betcha bust out laughing at the bet

For no reason he get cussed out like Tourette

Yet tight flow to make her bad ass stutter

Or even crack a smile from a mad fast cutter

Butter, word play since third grade age

Back when we used to play "Bang! Open bird cage"

Hip hop Benny Hill's to penny straight

Get every penny weight then he chill, at any rate

My metal face hold with tongue release I-ring

Do yourself, I will continue to do my thing

Like Kung-Fu fighting everybody was biting

Then the super-villain struck again like lightning

In the same spot (bzzz!) now what's the chance of that?

And a name drop like pick the name out the hat

That's a known drop from the, liver conniver

Who vote player out the rap game like Survive while I-ah

Drop through greens like a nerd cat wheeling ten speed

So way back spin your back and then freeze

While I play high-ball, low-ball, to zero

So called rhymers, go call Cleo

While I, steal the show like thought-so-try-(??)

Super-duper stars need Ortho-TriCylin

Sometimes the men, mostly from the women

I hear voices saying that's the super-villain

(Uhh, I hear voices)

Mostly from the women, I hear voices... super-villain