Get My Head Together

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NATAS - Rap

Get My Head Together

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[Verse 1: Esham] I hear voices in my head, my head hears voices So many choices I'm comin' down off a bad trip and I'm sick of the bullshit It ain't my fault, it's all my fault, whose fault is it? It doesn't matter, can you understand? I live the life of a madman I'm a psycho, sui-psycho Not Michael, like a motorcycle I can't understand myself Man I need help Who am I? Am I who you thought I was If not too bad 'cause I ain't trippin', nah I'm trippin' 'Cause y'all be trippin' You don't know me, how you gonna know me When I don't know me I try to get to know myself Self knowledge, I tell myself They're all gonna laugh at me I gotta get my head together [Verse 2: Esham] I gotta get my head straight, I'm losing my mind I'm givin' you a piece of my mind I got something on my mind one time But hey never mind, I'm losin' my sense I got no sense, 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 [Verse 3: Esham] I got to get it straight, I got to get it straight I can't really wait, I can't really wait For my mind, makin' my mind, I'm losin' 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', homes You don't know 'cause I don't know, so Get that hey, my name's Esham Slit your wrist, drink a orange juice Hallelujah, suck my dick, what's it to ya, I'm from nowhere I'm comin' straight out of nowhere And goin' nowhere, mo' broke, mo' broke Mo' coke for the fiends to smoke Hit me, come get me lock me up I don't give a fuck, I gotta get my head together [Verse 4: Esham] Man, I'm back, I'm the Black Devil And it that ain't no joke What's up, who's playin' that beat I'm comin' through in the back seat Cheap shots, cheap tricks, but you can suck on my toe Hey hoe, you know that I'm the black bro I still don't know where I come from Lick my balls 'til my dick's numb Dum-diddy-dum-diddy-dum-dum Redrum, I feel like a redrum, E-S-H-A-M When I'm talkin' 'bout him Is that me You can't see what I can see Man, whatever I gotta get my head together

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  • Esham