Voices In My Head

[Phasewon]

http://www.illestlyrics.com/board/sup-y ... 13163.html

The chorus doesn't really translate in text,
It's in an eerie singing melody that fits
Perfect with the beat. Other than that,
As usual, feed is appreciated & returned.

[Verse 1]
I stay in a distorted state; store corpses under the floor boards
A war lord, with more morbid traits, than Norman Bates
Force my dates in a storage space in my mansion with the rest
Tastin' rancid flesh, I guess I'm Charles Manson in a sense
I represent the triple sixes; I don't know the for sure amount
But my murder count, has GOT to be in triple digits
I'm givin' bitches free abortions, torture crippled infants
And eatin' orphans, hearin' demons talkin'
Walkin' round the crib in a wig and a dress
Sick and depressed, pissed 'cause my lip-stick is a mess
Rippin' your chest, in the kitchen stitchin' your flesh
Slice you in half, tryin' to craft your skin into breasts
Tearin' your Mitchell and Ness, if I aint lacin' tracks
I'm chasin' cats in a Jason mask, the Leatherface of rap
A maniac, that's been resurrected, to bring Armageddon
Lettin' your brains fall, when I get that chainsaw revvin'

[Chorus x2]
I can't stop
Hearing voices in my head
Telling me to
Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!

[Verse 2]
My speech is warped, you can check the police reports
Release these thoughts, through lyrics from spirits on Ouija Boards
Doin' shit you never seen before, like freakin' nuns
Speak in tongues, beat the Deacon 'til he's leakin' blood
I keep a pump handle and rope, daggers and cloaks
Lit candles on the mantel, tryin' to channel a ghost
Most nights when I'm dreamin', I hear a voice in my head
That won't stop screamin' while a demon's hoistin' my bed
Destroyin' what's left of my human side, so I
Rose to life as a poltergeist, after I committed suicide
And you can't hide, I'll come and find you, clutch your bible
Touch the vinyl with the needle and let the evil corrupt your idol
I'm what's inside you, making you a lunatic
Usin' sticks to glue the twigs, and make an upside down crucifix
My music is the tool that I use to influence kids, to do some
Stupid shit, like bring a gun to school to shoot the students with

[Chorus x2]

[Verse 3]
My grandma lives in the basement, and gives herself face lifts
With razor blades and scrapes fragments off her legs just to taste it
Feel the pain and anguish, when I stain the stainless, with blood
Then peel your wounds, with the steel I used to paint your face with
Chain you in restraints naked, by your ankles, danglin'
With your brain swangin' outa your skull by a vein hangin'
I praise Satan, with devil worshippers, rebel sorcerers
With several torches, morphin' at levels of metamorphosis
Death extortionist, with swords and shovels, that'll sever portions
Off your temple, 'til you resemble the headless horseman
Settin' corpses in coffins on torture mechanisms
And formin' possessive forces while performin' exorcisms
My head is spinnin' from the coke and ash, chokin' you
With broken glass, pokin' through your throat to slash an open gash
You know the math, from all the bodies that I cut in half
My nutty staff will surround you and drown you in this bloody bath

[Chorus x2]

[TheBigHurt~]

i thought it was cool. and i get the chorus it goes good with it. its got a real manson of rap kinda feel to it. Keep doing your thing.

[RainMan]

i find myself checking the scriptures just to see if you posted anything.

Real horror movie feel to it. great!


What was the beat?

[ÐÛÇ£»]

LoL the chorus was... like wierd lol

the text itself was dope.. nice multis...overall the imagery was dope...

My grandma lives in the basement, and gives herself face lifts
With razor blades and scrapes fragments off her legs just to taste it

Lmao like wtf? i dont wanna know that

lol jk.. nice drop

[complexity]

Oh come on. This shit was ridiculous. 3 verses are brutal, horrific, and perfectly worded rhymes.

[- Mutual -]

all those verses were dope
the rhyme schemes
the vocab the consistency
complexity and imagery were dope
u are a very good writer my dood
and the whole song fit together
extermely well very dope shyt fire
man i jus keep readin it
dope shyt
keep'em comin