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Singles


Artist: Mf Grimm
Total songs: 2
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  1. Voices Pt. 0
  2. Life And Death

Voices Pt. 0 Lyrics - Singles - Mf Grimm

Tossin', turnin', dreams of murder, someone's killin' me 

It changes, there's night, summer on a killin' spree 

All done, cold blood, wakin' up in cold sweats 

This is such a cold world, my conscience getting death threats 

 

Shadows chokin' me, my last breath lets out my body 

It's a conspiracy, my mind 

And my body's not really down with me 

Me against the whole world, it's a little deeper 

 

Me against myself, I fight the grim reaper 

Swing, sickle, I got my glock bust rounds off 

Demented, schizophrenic 

I know this sounds off to you, I do not lie 

 

When I doze off spirits hope I die, whatever 

Angels waste they time, they work together 

Scheme, they plot on me 'cause I'm son of man 

I hear voices from a dog like son of Sam 

 

Don't give a damn if the bullets fill me 

I don't wanna live, I hope they kill me 

Put me out my misery, my life in misery 

I kill all my enemies, 'cause I live comfortably 

 

Those who seek me are called wise men 

Or either wise guys, I pray you comprehend 

And realize I'm condemned 

 

No rest, homicidal dreams 

My cell mate, all he do is scream 

Out loud how he wants to go home 

That's funny, I'm here all alone 

 

Locked in a single cell 

His back's bleedin', he's cold as hell 

And I'm hopin', they turn on some heat 

I call the CO to bring some extra sheets 

 

Whered he go? He walk through walls 

One halls I pray he teach me 

They don't see him at the health try to reach me 

I say, "Please see how he feels" 

They said "He's alright, but he's not real" 

 

Evaluation say I suffer from depression 

Hallucination, self [Incomprehensible] what they guessin' 

I'm here doin' years I'm stressin' 

Medicate me, state me, want me to restin 

 

Don't take it 'cause he said that won't be bested 

He said, I need his help and he needs me 

Nigga you walk through walls, go home you're free 

 

Home, that was far and he was turned off 

'Cause his wings was burned off 

A lesson was learned, communicated with one 

I was chosen 'cause I've got sun 

 

And I'm the retarded one 

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