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Get My Head Together Lyrics - Detroit Dogshit - Esham

I hear voices in my head 

My head hears voies 

So many choices 

I'm coming down off a bad trip 

And I'm sick of the bullshit 

It ain't my fault 

It's all my fault 

Who's fault is it 

It doesn't matter 

Can you understand 

I live the life of a mad man 

I'm a psycho 

Suicidal 

Not Michael 

Like a motorcycle 

I can't understand myself 

Man I need help 

Who am I 

Am I 

Who you though I was 

It's not too bad cause 

I ain't trippin' 

Naw I'm trippin' 

Cause yall be trippin' 

You don't know me 

How you goin' know me 

When I don't know me 

I try to get to know myself 

Self knowledge and tell myself 

They're all gonna laugh at me 

I gotta get my head together 

It's the new style 

I gotta get my head straight 

I'm loosin' my mind 

I'm giving you a peice of my mind 

I got something on my mind 

One time but hey nevermind 

I'm loosin' my sense 

I got no sence 

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 

I gotta get my head together 

I gotta get my head together 

I gotta get my head together 

I gotta get my head together 

I gotta get it straight 

I gotta get it straight 

I can't really wait 

I can't really wait for my mind 

Make up my mind 

I'm loosin' 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' holmes 

You don't know 

Cause I don't know 

So, kick that hey 

My name's Esham 

Slit your wrist 

Drink a orange juice 

Hellalujah 

Suck my dick 

What's it to ya 

I'm from no where 

I'm commin' straight outta' no where 

And goin' no where 

More broke more broke 

More coke for the fiends to smoke 

Come get me 

Lock me up 

I don't give a fuck 

I gotta get my head together 

Man I'm back 

I'm the black devil 

And it that aint no joke 

What's up 

Who's playin that beat 

I'm commin' through in the back seat 

Cheap shots 

Cheap tricks 

But you can suck on my toe 

Hey ho you know 

That I'm the black bro 

I still don't know where I come from 

Lick my balls 'till my dick's numb 

Dum ditty dum ditty dum dum 

Redrum 

I feel like a redrum 

E-S-H-A-M 

Why I'm talkin' 'bout him 

Is that me 

You can't see what I can see 

Man whatever 

I gotta get my head together 

If buttholes were peep shows and the nigs 

And the window of the soul 

Of this fucking ridiculous world 

Analities got nothing on the worlds 

Except a signed royality check 

Forged signature 

The toilet swipe 

The maggot acid smile 

The glitch in the universal way, yeah 

A real boss abortion to brag about at your next BBQ 

 

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