Voices N My Head

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Mr. Tinimaine] This is kinda different I'm shakin' like I'm in a blizzard A nigga that's on the for real-uh Not fearin' not one nigga 'Cuz troubles fill my head I'm lookin' but a nigga can't dodge 'em What can a nigga do to solve 'em? But every day it brings a new problem Kinda fucked up in this time But to add to all the problems, see Gotta deal with jealousy Every time I hit the streets Niggas always tryna take mine But I take yours first before you get me Fuckin' with your kind, they didn't really mean Throwin' up a peace to the team Buttercups give a brother buck seventeen shots Won't leave with casualties Thinkin' of another bar to come, packin' many guns Drop 'em like some bombs in the sun, havin' none Struck 'em like a truck, I don't give a fuck Give me all me gold because me like the leprechaun Hurricanes hit like this, 7.1 when the earthquake shake Tinimaine ain't makin' no mistakes, many niggas break Whinin' like a mothafucka when I had to take Their cheese and dope, put it in the bag Chiefin' mega blunts, holy dope got me dazed Tini so crazed, grippin' on my gauge Shake up all these niggas like I'm locked up in a cage Superb, I'm higher than birds Hypnotic, get rid Tommy, here my boys gone strike a nerve And learn, the niggas that roll with me I gotta keep on the strap and make sure you get burned Breakin' in a sweat, holdin' on my Glock Lookin' in the mirror, killa, scopin', hopin' that a nigga slip But today, you better bring a army, nigga Mysteries of the unknown, gotta get it on Thinkin' of a bomb so I can calm Any mothafuckas at the zone, where I roam Get a tone cuz I'm buckin' at the niggas 'til they gone [Chorus: D.J. Zirk] Them voices in my head cuz anna got 'em scared Them voices in my head cuz anna got 'em scared Them voices in my head cuz anna got 'em scared Them voices in my head cuz anna got 'em scared [Verse 2: King Goldy] Fuck a Glock, Tec-9 Pop, I drop these suckas fast Death is wishin', murder mission Creepin', I'll forever last Warzone, bring it on Trick, and get yo wig split Talkin' shit? It's anna, trick Now it's time to test ya I'm that Goldy nigga on the trigger With your dome up on the scope Busta ass niggas play hard, now they ass is broke Blaze the laser, pick it like a playa Blowin' pure, eyes bloodshot, blood drop Constantly leaving my veins dry C.R.A.Z.Y, so if you see K Yeah, nigga I'ma lo-co, low pro playa with a Tec-9 Anna for them sissy hoes just like D.J. Zirk It's them voices in my head Got me sleepin' with my strap alert Bury me a big old pimp beside my prostitute Watch my children 'Cuz they out here, mothafucka, on the loose In this game, tricks get played on You know how it's done All my life I been abusin' bitches Tryin' to get 'em pregnant What am I gon' do? Thought I lost my mind It was so much blood drippin' Halloween night, I almost died On the strecher, doctor said I wasn't gon' make it He ain't God I'm unconscious, but I hear them bitches screamin' "Help him, Lord!" Put a passion for a murder Heartless nigga 'til I die Suckas whinin' like a bitch I heard a mane ain't supposed to cry If I'm going out take me 'cuz I'm feelin' like I'm stuck See this world is like a great big pussy Just wait until it gets fucked [Chorus: D.J. 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Fool, I cross train when I'm fucked up You see I'm out here strugglin', mothafucka Nigga hunt me, if you catch me Better send me off with God If you don't, don't be surprised When you come home I'm in your backyard Lay low, causin' terror, don't fear a nigga like me (I feast off yo fear, nigga) It's a Murda in da 1st Degree Anna when the Glock is cocked Buck you, bitch, with no remorse (Until the nigga come) Fuck the law, I'm hearin' voices [Verse 4: Mr. Tinimaine] In my head, another nigga dead Stumblin', staggerin' from the lil' bumpy face gin And then, I light up a blunt, to forget my friends My nigga, this is the end For now, I cover my face The silver and golden Jason mask is typical My thoughts, you lost And drop off the dope and the cheese and the bags So I can vamp the scene If I ever get caught I laugh, you broke under pressure Test 'em, blast 'em, fuck them hoes Suppose, I kick down yo door And lay yo punk ass on the floor And I'm grinnin' "Give me more" Besides, we deep in the rise, surprise (my rise) Your hands in the air I'm so sorry you tried, but died I'm hearin' a voice in my head That is tellin' me that you was tryin' to take mine [Chorus: D.J. 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