Get My Head Together - Natas

I hear a voice in my head my head hears voices

So many choices

I'm coming down off a bad trip

And I'm sick of all 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 madman

I'm psycho suicycho

Not Michael on 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 cuz

I ain't trippin nah I'm trippin

Cause you know I 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 and tell myself

They're all gonna laugh at me

I gotta get my head together

I gotta get my head straight

I'm losin my mind

Givin you a piece of my mind

I got somethin on my mind one time

But heyyy nevermind

I'm losin my sense I got no sense

No nonsense mo dollas than cents

Since I'm dyin

The world may never know if I'm lyin

Lyin in my grave

Heyyyy 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 yo pain

I'ma say heyyyy 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 got to get it straight I got to get it straight

I can't really wait I can't really wait

For my mind making my mind

I'm losing 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 get that my names Esham

Slit your wrist drink a orange juice

Hallelujah

Suck my dick what's it to ya

I'm from nowhere

I comin straight outta nowhere

And going nowhere

Mo d**e mo d**e

Mo coke for the fiends to smoke

Hit me come get me lock me up

I don't give a f**k

I gotta get my head together

Man I'm back

I'm the black devil and that ain't no joke

What's up who's playin that beat

Comin thru in the backseat

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 till my dick's numb

Dum diddy dum diddy 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 whateva

I gotta get my head together