Bizzy Bone Voices In The Head Lyrics
            We's gon' be free one day...
            Whoo! Aaron, don't let these voices take me away. (Help!)
            We's gon' be free one day
            (Shut up! Shut up!)
            We gon' be free one day
            (Quit talking to me!)
            We's gon' be free one day
            (Shut up!)
        
            [Bizzy]
            Man I can end it with one blast to the brain
            What am I thinking?
            Suicide could be better for me!
            d___, what am I drinking?
            My n____, that's henessey!
            Factions of my body leak into a piece
            Turning demons to giggling
            Get him some Remy
            Now I'm tweaking, ecstacy'd out every weekend
            Well why don't you try some PCP?
            But the weed was still decent
            Aww, s___ he's just about seasoned
            My liver won't give it up
            Your blood stream is immune
            Ate up an ounce of toxic mushrooms
            Here you need some orange juice
            OJ! I hate him (you what?)
            but f___ that and pop you one of these valiums I could
            He's Satan desciple, he's coming to get you very soon
            Satan desciples, he's coming to get you very soon
            He can come in the form of drugs
            He can come in the form of blood
        
            [Chorus: repeat 4X]
            Who me?! I'm the voice in your head
            You're dead as a doorknob, doorknob, doorknob
        
            [Bizzy]
            Hey rejoice!
            I know where we can get some napalm
            My sister's baby's daddy's getting the bomb first
            Did you hit up my babies' moms?
            Now roll up another L!
            I love it when n____s go out with a bang
            Throw my thangs!
            Naw baby, blow out his f___ing brains!
            I lit up a cigarette, look innocent cuz we're passing 4th
            District
            Double glock, stick it out that window ready to start some s___!
        
            Hit that, trippin' out flippin' out,  getting off, getting
            out
            f___ em!
            Baby calm down, the law's right behind you
            I'm a buck em, stop the car!
            Turn around and bust em, it didn't even stop 'em
            Gives a f___ about they backup, pop my trunk!
            That's when they shot him
            Shot him, shot him, shot him, shot him,
            shot him, shot him, shot him, shot him
            When they shot him
            Shot him, shot him, shot him, shot him,
            shot him, shot him, shot him, shot him
            When they shot him
            Who me? I'm the voice in your head
        
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