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Usin my inhibitions, my intuitions
goin on if I'm feelin not superstitious
I'm vicious, I'm trapped inside the
When my thoughts get twisted some dreadlocks
I or ever wondered 'bout the voodoo
I sing the voodoo, and now my deepest fears is through
I loved ya, but I hate ya isle
How I love you, how, because I hate you know
So when you, I take you under, wit the men
And wit the wickedness, I a preacher slit his fuckin wrist
No comin near me, when I'm this
'cause when I'm thinkin this, I'm suicidalist, uh
So back up off me, a brain sale, I bust a brain cell
I fall asleep and dream hell
wonder why I'm even callin ya
The sky is fallin y'all, but after all my deepest feeling

Morty (nowhere to run to, to hide)
Morty (how you gon hide the fears inside)

Can't decode dependencies, suicidal
your melt down, street lobotomy
Claustrophobia, locked in the box
Now I lay me down to sleep, six feet
Closed casket, just another basket
Not a mannequin, but a mad man, so you kid
Run from it, everybody scared, so callin out
Buckshots, blast, now you fallin out
Everybody hide from the deepest fears
Watch me and my man take you on a murder ride
symptoms of the sanity, I'm blankin out
Polly a cracker, but I'm never ever crankin out
Call me dr. frankenstein, dead bodies i'm
Gonna get, wit ya, I hit ya, i'mma slit ya
Nobody can hold me, other safe is
Buried alive in the pine box is my deepest

It's ever so clear, my deepest fear is to hit the
The sounds of a madman, embattled in morty's
I dream, and nightmares come true, simply
Hallucinatin visions of you
The thought of even thinkin that, I I need a drink
In fact I think I need some therapy 'cause ain't helpin me
I got no excuses, for mental abuses, I'm losin faith
My only fear is to love of hate you
Born and bred, gone dead, my mind
Every time the holy Bible was
To say I love consciousness, and wound up wit wicked ways
Think about voodoo dolls, wild on my last days
wit morty, my shorty, no ventriloquist
Esham the unholy, straight