Skitsofrantic, don't panic
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Leave me alone, get the fuck on
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Skitsofrantic to the bone, when I'm home
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I hear people walking in the other room
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Cooking up chicken, chilling in my kitchen
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Try to drive home, someone's in the back
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Whisperin words, breathin on my neck
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Flickin my ear, I know they're right there
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But I can't see em in my mirror, uh
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Laying in my bed, I'm better off dead
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They're trying to figure out a way to cut off my head
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Hiding under covers, they're trying get me
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But I can tell one of them is under there with me
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I got a phone call, I can't pick it up
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Can't do a thing, just let it ring
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Cause if I do, the phone will explode
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I think I better leave him on hold
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[Chorus]
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You're skitsofrantic, don't panic [X4]
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I better just chill, bitch get real
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I know you're trying to poison my meal, I know the deal
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You want me dead so that you can get paid
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I ain't gotta dime, so don't waste your time
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I gotta kill them or they'll kill me
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Who's these guys trying to walk down my street
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He's got a mail bag, he's probably just frontin'
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I'm a give his ass something, motherfucker
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The man next door try to take me out
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So I set a pipe bomb and blew up his house
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Here come the cops, I don't know shit
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How do I know you're legit, bitch?
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I hate to say it, but fuck Mark Crem
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Cause I can tell, he's just one of them
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Every night I see him on my little TV
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He's always looking at me, why?
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[Chorus]
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You're skitsofrantic, don't panic [X4]
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Sittin in my room, everything's dark
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I think I heard somebody fart
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Now how can this be, ain't nobody home but me
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And somebody's trying to turn the key, hello?
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I'm losing my mind, fuck all you hoes
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Pulled out an axe and take off my clothes
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Paint my face like a wicked clown
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I'm down, straight skitsofrantic
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You're skitsofrantic, don't panic [X13]
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Hey, hey, hey
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You're skitsofrantic, don't panic
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Hey, hey, hey
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You're skitsofrantic, don't panic
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Hey, hey, hey
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You're skitsofrantic, don't panic
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No, you ain't getting none, bitch
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This shit costs money
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Oh, hey hey, kiddies
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How are you liking the ride thus far?
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Excellent
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This next one is about that shit
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That comes out of the sewers and pipes
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And chokes your neck
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It's called the Smog
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Ahahahahaha
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Skitsofrantic
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| ICP (Insane Clown Posse) |
