| Walkin' down a dark alley, shook as a bitch, lookin' behind me (shit) | |
| I'm paranoid, heart beatin' like clips that unload fast | |
| And click 'til you drop in a ditch | |
| And get colder by the moment while you moan and you twitch, oh | |
| Somebody's followin' Jean | |
| Now somethin's creepin' up 'tween the shadows and the city lights | |
| And it's mean | |
| I can't sleep no more | |
| Can't eat, can't keep food inside of my jaw | |
| Pardon me y'all | |
| I feel it in the air like I'm Phil Collins | |
| The whole problem is ill, my first instinct's to get violent | |
| I can't see it clearly, God wished me safety | |
| If He ever appears then please just God take me | |
| I'm hearin' words spoken when I'm turnin' off the lights | |
| Feelin' hands chokin' my neck, provokin' me to fight | |
| Jean's lost it, sweet Jesus, mind's been accosted | |
| In prison and these visions and yo, I can't come off it | |
| Oh God | |
| [Hook] | |
| I think I'm goin' crazy | |
| Oh Lord I'd wish you'd save me | |
| (Oh God) I can't keep runnin' | |
| Please, somebody save me | |
| (Oh Lord, la la la la) | |
| Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh | |
| [harmonizes] | |
| [Verse 2] | |
| I'm thinkin' it's some Geto Boys +Mind Playin' Tricks on Me+, shit | |
| And I'm +Bushwack+ed punchin' the ground and Willie D's | |
| Holdin' me down to my knees while I'm poundin' my teeth on the street | |
| Until my backbone is splittin', everything bleeds | |
| Man I need help or counselin', somethin' | |
| How about I Ed Norton it? Find a support group | |
| Start frontin' like I been afflicted with sickness | |
| Just witness some pain, get some sleep, and just maybe | |
| I'll kick this | |
| Insane cliques of dangerous agents from "The Matrix" | |
| Invadin' brain space | |
| I need a refill of pills, I hate this | |
| Gats'll hold me back from smashin' my grill | |
| And equal package of holdin' nerves back from they will | |
| I'm backtrackin' through the nightmares | |
| Fight tears, drown beers like I'm Norm avoidin' Vera in "Cheers" | |
| Much older then years | |
| I'm still runnin' from 'em, all fears, runnin' runnin' | |
| [Hook] | |
| I think I'm goin' crazy (uh huh) | |
| Oh Lord I'd wish you'd save me | |
| (Oh God) I can't keep runnin' | |
| Please, somebody save me | |
| (Oh Lord, la la la la) | |
| Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh | |
| [harmonizes] | |
| [Verse 3] | |
| It's a Rockwell song, niggaz are watchin' me through my cell phone | |
| I can hear the tappin' through the dial tone | |
| They track me, hack me, somebody's gonna get me hectic now | |
| My neck twitch and muscles stay restless | |
| Brain patterns scattered, hectic hexes on the mind | |
| (where they at?) Suspected everyone I ever met | |
| Better yet lately I've been thinkin' I'd been better dead | |
| Put a bullet hole inside my fitted cap and call it end | |
| The story's ill because the mother****ers never let up | |
| My mental thrills cuz my Spidey senses always get up | |
| I let off, I let go | |
| I lick shots so they know that I fight | |
| My neighbors call the cops every night (shit) | |
| I won't answer the do' cuz I'm scared | |
| And the dro just won't help but I smoke just to get me right | |
| I see 'em creepin' in the dark, comin' for me | |
| Demons on my terrace and menace in the shadows, I'm scared nigga | |
| [Hook] | |
| I think I'm goin' crazy (uh huh) | |
| Oh Lord I'd wish you'd save me | |
| (Oh God) I can't keep runnin' | |
| Please, somebody save me | |
| (Oh Lord, la la la la) | |
| Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh | |
| [harmonizes] | |
| I think I'm goin' crazy | |
| Oh Lord I'd wish you'd save me | |
| (Oh God) I can't keep runnin' | |
| Please, somebody save me | |
| (Oh Lord, la la la la) | |
| Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh | |
| [harmonizes] |
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