MF DOOM, MF Grimm - I Hear Voices lyrics

Tossing, turning, dreams of murder
Someone's killing me of changes
There's nights I'm on a killing spree
All done cold blood waking up in cold sweats
This is such a cold world
Unconscious getting death threats
Shadows choking me
My last breath lets out my body
It's a conspiracy
My mind and my body's not really down with me
Me against the whole world?
It's a little deeper
Me against my self, I fight the Grim Reaper
Swing sickle, I got my Glock bust rounds off
Demented, schizophrenic
I know this sounds off to you
I do not lie, when I doze
Off spirit's hope I die, whatever
Angels waste the time, they work together
Scheme and plot on me
Cause I'm the son of man


I hear voices from a dog like Son of Sam
Don't give a damn if the bullets fill me
I don't wanna live, I hope they kill me
Put me out my misery, I live in misery
I kill all my enemies, cause I love company
Those who seek me, are called wise men
Or either wise-guys I pray you comprehend
And realize I'm condemned
No rest, homicidal dreams
My cellmate, all he do is scream
Out loud how he wants to go home
That's funny, I'm here all alone
Locked, in a single cell
His back's bleeding, he's cold as hell
And I'm hoping, they turn on some heat
I call the CO to bring some extra sheets
"Where'd he go?" he walk
Through walls, run halls, i pray "teach me"
They don't see him at the health
They try to reach me
I said "please see how he feels"
They said, "He's alright but he's not real"
Evaluations say I suffer from depression
Hallucinations, self-creations
What they're guessin'
I'm here doing years, I'm stressin'
Medicate me, sedate me want me to rest an'
Don't take it cause he said
That won't be best an'
He said I need his help and he needs me
"Nigga you walk through walls
Go home you're free"

Home, that was far and he was turned off
Cause his wings was burned off
A lesson was learned, communicate with one
I was chosen cause I'm God's son

And I'm the retarded one!
(sings) Out in the streets
You won't survive with, wack-ass beats
("We can see that!") these days and times
Watch as we get ours with rhymes
To my Metal Face bros
With stomachs of cast-iron
Who been in to win and
Blast to the last siren
On the slow-mo the calm artist
With the so-so chick
Chased them all like how he
Did to Slobodan Milošević
Anyhoo, how 'bout them Yankees?
Once I leave off-stage the
Party people thanks mee's
If I may speak freely nasty
Like the freaky deeky
At your local sleazy speak-easy
For any fan of the limelight
In the mic stand was left
A lit stick of dynamite
It's risky business like hand-to
Hand crack sale
With rappers who's better off on
The cover of Black Tail
Jumpin Jehosaphat, who's that?
Who cats who do magic be like
"tell me how you do's that" heck no
Especially those who cop pleas like gecko
Thought I might do techno
Ha ha, betcha bust out laughing at the bet
For no reason he get
Cussed out like Tourettes
Yet tight flow to make her bad-ass stutter
Or even crack a smile from a mad fast cutter
Butter, word play since third grade age
Back when we used to play
"Bang! Open bird cage"
Hip hop's Benny Hill sip Henny straight, get
Every penny weighed, then he chill
At any rate
My metal-face hoes with tongue or
(at) least eye ring
Do yourself, I will continue to do my thing
Like Kung-Fu fighting everybody was biting
And the super-villain strike
Again like lightning in the same spot
(bzzz) now what's the chance of that?
And a name-drop like pick the
Name out the hat
That's a no jiver from the, liver conniver
Who vote players out the rap
Game like Survivor while I
Drop through greens like a nerd cat
With intended speech from way back
And spin on your back and then freeze
While I play high ball, low ball, to zero
So called rhymers, go call Cleo while I
Steal the show like thought-so-try-hiking
Super-duper stars need Ortho TriCylin
Sometimes the men, mostly from the women
I hear voices saying that's the super-villain
(Uhh, I hear voices) mostly from the women
I hear voices super-villain