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lirik lagu the voices – j-mo

[intro]
i’ve been hearing voices at night
they’ve been telling to do some stuff that’s
quite honestly is not a good idea, but you know…
they’ve been telling me (x2)

[verse 1]

break some bones, open wounds, and choke
stab then roll some gr-ss up in a post-it note
who needs bullets? cus i’d rather use a bullwhip
it’s not even march and i’m mad off some bullsh-t

now don’t get me wrong i ain’t tryna get caught
victims are gone; i’m innocent; so get lost
don’t trust no one; so the fun’s begun
i’m k!llin everyone worse than professor plum!

when it’s blood i gotta taste, move like snakes with such haste
i’m eatin people up fast like peanut b-tter cups
demented from the start; i’m tearin people apart
limb by limb… so intricate…

back again with the axe in hand
hackin men; it’s no accident
crackin heads in two while doing airplane glue
their families would sue … if they only knew!

[hook]

can you hear me? … that’s what the voices ask ev’ry night
can you hear me? … that’s what the voices ask ev’ry night
can you hear me? … that’s what the voices ask ev’ry night
can you hear me? … that’s what the voices ask ev’ry night

[verse 2]

sinister and twisted with a difference of opinion
wishin that them witnesses would just stay outta my business
how can all-a these murderous attacks be real?
once i stole the burger out of a happy meal

catch me in the groove and get your heart removed
chopped up in marinade and barbequed
leavin a cold trail … for officers
even grinded up my boss into sausages

come against me the outcome is obscene
it’s kinda like a twinkie versus paula deen
slashin and gashin at a fantastic pace
stashin evidence in a plastic vase

what a basketcase; no b-st-rd’s safe
sole reason this place even has a murder rate
some dude at my house said he’s broken down
i threw him to the ground and then i choked him out!

[hook]

[verse 3]

mama always said there’d be days like this
that’s why i’m breakin collar bones, arms, legs, & wrists
ever since blood hit my lips, i can’t resist
i wanna twist somebody’s head off and take a sip

you’ll never even meet a more insidious creature
i might eat me a teacher on a little ceasars pizza
showin no love when my feelings go south
beatin dudes with clubs during a round a golf

don’t possess or own no self-control
i’ve done tons of stuff that’s unspeakable
the ice in my heart’s worse than arctic seas
rippin, dippin victims into nacho cheese

baddest on the block cus i’m the last guy left
madness and mayhem; it’s too much to digest
hurtin burly men until the dirty end
if ya got a taste for blood maybe we could be friends!

[hook]

- j mo

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