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mr. tinimaine – voices n my head lyrics

[verse 1: mr. tinimaine]
this is kinda different
i’m shakin’ like man in blizzard
a n+gga that’s on the forreala
now burying one more n+gga
‘cuz troubles fill my head
i’m looking but a n+gga can’t dodge it
what can a n+gga do to solve them
but every day it brings no problem
kinda f+cked up in this time
but acting on the problem see
gotta do it jealousy
every time i hit the streets
n+ggas always tryin’ take mine
but i take yours first before you get me
f+ckin’ with your kind
they don’t really mean
gone(?) up ??? to the tee
b+ttercups give a brotha
buck seventeen shots
won’t leave casualties
thinking of another ??? come
packing many guns
droppin like some bombs in the sun havin’ none
strode like a trunk(?)
i don’t give a f+ck
give me all me gold because me like the leprechaun
hurricanes hit like this
7.1 when earthquake shakes
tinimaine ain’t makin’ no mistakes
many n+ggas break
water(?) like a m+th+f+cka
when i had to take
the cheeze and dope
put’em in the bag
chicken makin’ blunts
holy dope got me dazed
tini so crazed, rippin’ on my gauge
chicken puttin’ these n+ggas lock up in a cage
??? purp i’m higher than birds
so none of you ??? struck like a nerve, alert
the n+ggas is only me high
gotta keep on the strap
and make sure you get burned
break’em in a sweat
puttin on my glock
lookin’ in the mirror
k!lla, scopin’, hopin that a n+gga slip
that’s the day you better bring an army n+gga
mr. ???? bar none
gotta get it on
thinkin’ of a bounce so i can come
any m+th+f+ckas at the zone
while(?) runnin’, get a tone
‘cuz i’m bucking at the n+ggas ’til they gone
[chorus: d.j. zirk] [4x]
the voices in my head
‘cuz anna got’em scared

[verse 2: king goldy]
f+ck a glock, tec+9
pop i drop these suckas fast
death is wishin’, murda mission
creepin’, i foreva last
warzone, bring it on
trick get you wig split
talkin’ sh+t? it’s anna check
last time to cash(?) it
i’m tha goldy n+gga
on the trigga
with your dome upon the scope
busta ass n+ggas
play hard now they ass it broke
blaze the laser, pick it like a playa
blowin’ pure, eyes bloodshot
blood drop
constantly leaving my fiend’s drop
c.i.e.c.y.(?) so if you c.k
yeah n+gga
i’mma lo+co, low pro
playa with a tec+9
anna for them sissy hoes
just like d.j. zirk
is them voices in my head
got me sleepin’ with the strap alert
bury me a big ol’ pimpin’ beside my prostitute
watch my children
‘cuz they out here m+th+f+cka, on the loose
in this game
tricks get played on
you know how it’s done
all my life i been abusing b+tches
trying to get’em pregnant
what am i gon do?
thought i lost my mind
it was so much blood drippin’
halloween night, i almost die
on the strecher, doctor said i wouldn’t gon’ make it
hear(?) god
i’m unconscious but i hear them b+tches screaming
“help him lord”
put a passion ‘fore a murda
hardest(?) n+gga ’til i die
suckas whinin’ like a b+tch
i hear them mane they ain’t supposed to cry
if i’m going out
take me ‘cuz i’m feeling like i’m stuck
see the world is like a great big p+ssy
just wait until it gets f+cked
[chorus: d.j. zirk] [8x]
the voices in my head
‘cuz anna got’em scared

[verse 3: insane]
(now come n+gga)
don’t run n+gga
is insane with the .45
mask on my face
looking crooked at the sky (i’m so high)
counscious cl!ckin’ on the spine(?)
that i got thru
and if i cl!ck, mane i’m sh+t
i’m f+cked up but i’m gon getchu, sl!ck
into the night
on the moonlight(?)
do stick+up
make a wicked
finna get’em
look here n+gga
i’m f+cked up
cheeze to pleaze a playa
n+gga drop it off before i smoke you hoe
b+tch you betta not make a move
i smoke you for that f+ckin’ dope
(mane i thought we was cool)
fool i cross tryin'(?) when i’m f+cked up
you see i’m out here strugging, m+th+f+cka
n+gga hunt me, if you catch me
better send me out, i forgot
if you don’t, don’t be surprised
when you come home i’m in your backyard, lay low
causing terror, don’t fear ah
n+gga like me (i be so your fear n+gga)
it’s a murda in the first degree
anna when the glock is c+cked
buck you b+tches with no remorse
(look here they come)
f+ck the law i’m hearing voices
[verse 4: mr. tinimaine]
my head
another n+gga dead
stumbling, staggering
from the bumpy face gin
then i lit up a blunt
to buck it, my friends
my n+gga this is the end
for now, i cover my face
the silver coated jason mask
is stuck up(?) with my thoughts
you lost
you drop up your purp and the cheeze
and the bags so i can ever see(?) ??? then i caught(?)
i laugh, you broke in depression
test, bless’em, f+ck them hoes
suppose, i kick down yo door
and i lay yo punk ass on the floor
and i’m grinnin’ “give me more”
besides, we deep in my rise, surprise
your hands at the ear(?)
i’m so sorry you tried but die
i’m hearing a voice in my head
that it is telling me
that you was tryin to take mine

[chorus: d.j. zirk] [8x]
the voices in my head
‘cuz anna got’em scared

- mr tinimaine lyrics

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