Oh my god
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It's happenin' again
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Why does this keep happenin'
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I'm losin' my mind
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I gotta find somebody to talk to
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I can't stop
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(You think you can catch Keyser Soze)
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(You think a guy like that comes this close to getting caught
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and sticks his head out)
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(If he comes up for anything it'll be to get rid of me)
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(After that, my guess is you'll never hear from me again)
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Chorus x2
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Sometimes I think I'm losin' it, I'm losin' it, I'm losin' it
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Ain't no pill, ain't no cure for it, I'm losin' it, I'm losin' it
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Ain't nothin' I can do for it, I'm losin' it, I'm losin' it
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Everyday my mind is provin' it, I'm losin' it, I'm losin' it
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[Lord Infamous]
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I can't focus, I cannot figure it, something is hopeless
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Medicine man fill my perscription, give me a stronger dosage
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I went to the reverend, father, he talked to me about God
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But the praying did not stop Soze from acting very odd
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A black heart that gets soft from smelling corpses rot
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Ain't enough room in my backyard for another burying plot
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I love doom
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I'm gettin' black candles, slept like voodoo in my bedroom
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I keep six bitches around the bedpost, torture in the sex room
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Satan says a lullaby in my ears every night
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It's a song of suffering sin and a motherfuckin'fright it goes:
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Keyser Soze, bring the souls
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Bring me babies, men, women, and animals
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My victory over the almighty is very vital
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Cut 6's in they foreheads, and burn the bibles
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Ain't no snappin' and body snatchin'
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Triple six rappin' if the world shall end
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I will be the one that makes it happen
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Chorus 2X
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I'm Losin' It
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| Tear Da Club Up Thugs |
