Lyric I m Losin It

Oh my god
It s happenin again
Why does this keep happenin
I m losin my mind
I gotta find somebody to talk to
I can t stop
(You think you can catch Keyser Soze)
(You think a guy like that comes this close to getting caught
and sticks his head out)
(If he comes up for anything it ll be to get rid of me)
(After that, my guess is you ll never hear from me again)

Chorus x2
Sometimes I think I m losin it, I m losin it, I m losin it
Ain t no pill, ain t no cure for it, I m losin it, I m losin it
Ain t nothin I can do for it, I m losin it, I m losin it
Everyday my mind is provin it, I m losin it, I m losin it

[Lord Infamous]
I can t focus, I cannot figure it, something is hopeless
Medicine man fill my perscription, give me a stronger dosage
I went to the reverend, father, he talked to me about God
But the praying did not stop Soze from acting very odd
A black heart that gets soft from smelling corpses rot
Ain t enough room in my backyard for another burying plot
I love doom
I m gettin black candles, slept like voodoo in my bedroom
I keep six bitches around the bedpost, torture in the sex room
Satan says a lullaby in my ears every night
It s a song of suffering sin and a motherfuckin fright it goes:
Keyser Soze, bring the souls
Bring me babies, men, women, and animals
My victory over the almighty is very vital
Cut 6 s in they foreheads, and burn the bibles
Ain t no snappin and body snatchin
Triple six rappin if the world shall end
I will be the one that makes it happen

Chorus 2X