Esham - The Fear lyrics

Tell me your deepest fear Tell me your deepest fear Losin' my inhibitions Callin' my intuitions Somethin's goin' on if I'm feelin' I'm superstitious,I'm vicious I'm tryin' decide the paradox When my thoughts get twisted Like some dreadlocks I never ever wondered 'bout the voodoo I sing the voodoo, And now my deepest fears is comin' true I never loved you but I hate you, how, How could I love you ,how, Because I hate you now So wonder,I take you under With the wickedness I'll make a preacher slit his f**in' wrist No comin' near me when I'm thinkin' is, 'cause when I'm thinkin' is, I'm thinkin' suicidalist,uh So back up off me,bust a brain cell I bust a brain cell I fall asleep and dream about hell Some wonder why I'm even callin' ya'll The sky is fallin' ya'll But after all it's my deepest fear Morty,no where to run to, No where to hide Morty,how you gonna hide From the fears inside? Chemical dependancies, Suicidal tendencies Brain on meltdown,street labotomy Claustrophobia,locked in a pine box Now I lay me down to sleep,6 feet deep Closed casket,just another basket case Not a maniquin,or the madman, So you panicin' Run from me,everybody scared so You callin' out Buck shot shot gun blast Now ya fallin' out Everybody hide from the deepest fears inside Watch me and my man Morty Take you on a murder ride Suicide,symptoms of insanity I'm breakin' out probably wanna crack-a But I'm never ever crackin' out Call me Dr. Frankenstein Dead body stinkin',I'm gonna get wit cha', When I hit cha',I'm a slit cha' Nobody can hold me I'm as safe as clear Buried alive in the pine box Is my deepest fear... Morty's coming... It's ever so clear,my deepest fear Is to hear the screams The sounds of a madman Embottled in Morty's theme My dream and nightmares come true,simply voodoo Halucinate and visions of k**in' you The thought of even thinkin' that I think I need a drink In fact I think I need some therapy 'cause ain't nobody helpin' me' Since I got no excuses for Mental abuses I'm losin' faith My only fear is to love instead of hate you Born and bred,born dead My mind bled everytime the holy Bible was read Instead I lost conciousness and wound up with wicked ways Thinkin' 'bout voodoo dolls Runnin' wild my last days Spent with Morty,my shorty No ventriliquist Esham, the unholy Straight suicidalist