| Straight Jacket |
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[kool g. rap]
Help me doctor doctor cause i'm seein lots of spots
I'm thinkin of pink elephants with little polka dots
I'm tired, crazy tired, but i can not get no sleep
Cause every time i close my eyes i think i'm six feet deep
I feel i'm goin slow as hell but everything is speedin
Last night i woke up screamin and my bathroom walls were bleedin
I thought i fell asleep at work, but then when i awoke
I was all alone and had my own hands on my throat
Clippings from the newspaper of murders my library
Sometimes i get a urge to walk inside a cemetary
I looked into a mirror seen a rope around my neck
I smoked a lot of cigarettes, cause i'm a nervous wreck
Tryin to relax, i ran some water in the tub
Vision somebody slaughtered, then the water turned to blood
I'm runnin down the hallway tryin to reach an exit door
The more and more i run seems like it's further than before
Voices sometimes tell me what i won't do, what i will do
Voices in my head right now are tellin me to kill you
Filled up with anxiety, i went to lover's lane
Seen a couple kissin, then blew out the brother's brain
I feel the world's against me and the women are so dirty
I hate women today because my mother used to hurt me
I think i'm goin crazy doc no longer can i hack it
Please, doctor please, put me in a straight jacket
A lady picked me up hitchikin, what a big mistake
Several hours later, there's a body by the lake
Walked into a train station, headed towards the back
Caught a flashback, and pushed a man right on the track
I'm in my darkroom inside my house that is deserted
Developin the photo of a hoe that i just murdered
I took a walk one night because i wanted to get out
I stepped outside, i paused, and i was back inside my house
Called up plenty doctors, told em all about my health
My phone just plays a dial tone, i'm talkin to myself
Snap back to reality, at least that's what i thought
Runnin from the spirits of the bodies i just caught
I can't escape this hell i'm in, not even in my dreams
I cover both my ears, because i'm sick of hearin screams
I been a mental case since i was in the seventh grade
Stabbed another student, licked his blood off of my blade
I got two personalities inside sometimes they battle
When i look at my picture all i see is scribble scrabble
I feel i'm really losin it, i need to write to abby
The characters on tv try to reach right out and grab me
I always hear somebody talkin bout they gonna do me
But i listen again and it's those voices talkin to me
You heard of shadowboxin? i see mine and then attack it
Please, doctor please, put me in a straight jacket
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