I'm Losin It

Oh my god

It's happenin' again

Why does this keep happenin'

I'm losin' my mind

I gotta find somebody to talk to

I can't stop

(You think you can catch Keyser Soze)

(You think a guy like that comes this close to getting caught

and sticks his head out)

(If he comes up for anything it'll be to get rid of me)

(After that, my guess is you'll never hear from me again)

Chorus x2

Sometimes I think I'm losin' it, I'm losin' it, I'm losin' it

Ain't no pill, ain't no cure for it, I'm losin' it, I'm losin'

it

Ain't nothin' I can do for it, I'm losin' it, I'm losin' it

Everyday my mind is provin' it, I'm losin' it, I'm losin' it

[Lord Infamous]

I can't focus, I cannot figure it, something is hopeless

Medicine man fill my perscription, give me a stronger dosage

I went to the reverend, father, he talked to me about God

But the praying did not stop Soze from acting very odd

A black heart that gets soft from smelling corpses rot

Ain't enough room in my backyard for another burying plot

I love doom

I'm gettin' black candles, slept like voodoo in my bedroom

I keep six bitches around the bedpost, torture in the sex room

Satan says a lullaby in my ears every night

It's a song of suffering sin and a motherfuckin'fright it goes:

Keyser Soze, bring the souls

Bring me babies, men, women, and animals

My victory over the almighty is very vital

Cut 6's in they foreheads, and burn the bibles

Ain't no snappin' and body snatchin'

Triple six rappin' if the world shall end

I will be the one that makes it happen