Voices N My Head

[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. 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
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 3: Insane & Mr. Tinimaine]
(Now come, nigga) Don't run, nigga
It's Insane with that .45
Mask on my face, lookin' crooked in disguise (I'm so high)
Conscious clickin' on this thang that I go through
If I click, mane, aw shit
I'm fucked up, I'ma get you
Slip into the night on the mode like a stick up
Think I'm wicked? Finna get 'em
Look here, nigga, I'm fucked up
Cheese to please a playa
Nigga, drop it off 'fore I smoke you, ho
Bitch, you better not make a move
I'll smoke you for that fuckin' dough
(Mane, I thought we was cool?)
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. 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
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