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Usin my inhibitions, callin my
Something's on if I'm feelin not superstitious
I'm vicious, I'm trapped inside the
When my thoughts get like some dreadlocks
I never or ever wondered 'bout the
I the voodoo, and now my deepest fears is comin through
I never ya, but I hate ya isle
How could I love you, how, because I hate you
So when you, I take you under, wit the men
And wit the wickedness, I make a slit his fuckin wrist
No comin me, when I'm thinkin this
'cause I'm thinkin this, I'm thinkin suicidalist, uh
So up off me, bust a brain sale, I bust a brain cell
I asleep and dream about hell
Some why I'm even callin ya
The sky is fallin y'all, but after all it's my deepest

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

Can't decode dependencies, tendencies
Brain your melt down, lobotomy
Claustrophobia, in the pine box
Now I lay me to sleep, six feet deep
Closed casket, just another basket
Not a mannequin, but a mad man, so you kid
Run from it, everybody scared, so callin out
Buckshots, shotgun blast, now you out
Everybody hide the deepest fears inside
Watch me and my man morty you on a murder ride
Suicide symptoms of the sanity, I'm out
Polly want a cracker, but I'm never crankin out
me dr. frankenstein, dead bodies thinkin i'm
Gonna get, wit ya, when I hit ya, i'mma ya
Nobody can hold me, other is clear
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, voodoo
Hallucinatin of killin you
The thought of even thinkin that, I I need a drink
In fact I think I need some therapy ain't nobody helpin me
Since I got no excuses, for abuses, I'm losin faith
My only fear is to instead of hate you
Born and bred, gone dead, my mind
Every time the Bible was read
To say that I love consciousness, and up wit wicked ways
Think about dolls, runnin wild on my last days
wit morty, my shorty, no ventriloquist
Esham the unholy, straight