SKITSOFRANTIC Lyrics

Just skitsofrantic, don't panic Just leave me alone, get the fuck on Skitsofrantic to the bone, when I'm home I can hear people walking in the other room Cooking up chicken, chilling in my kitchen Try to drive home, someone's in the back Whisperin words, reeling on my neck Flick in my ear, I know they're right there But I can't see em in my mirror, uh Laying in my bed, I'm better off dead They're trying to figure out a way to cut off my head Hiding under covers, they're trying to get me But I can tell one of them is under there with me I got a phone call, I can't pick it up Can't do a thing, just let it ring Cuz if I do, the phone will explode I think I better leave him on hold Just skitsofrantic, don't panic... I better just chill, bitch get real I know you're trying to poison my meal, I know the deal You want me dead so that you can get paid I ain't gotta dime, so don't waste your time I gotta kill them or they'll kill me Who's these guys trying to walk down my street He's got a mail bag, he's probably just frontin' I'm a give his ass somethin (gunshot), motherfucker The man next door try to take me out So I set a pipe bomb and blew up his house Here come the cops, I don't know shit How do I know you're legit, bitch? I hate to say it, but fuck Mark Crem Cuz I can tell, he's just one of them Every night I see him on my little TV He's always looking at me, WHY?!!! Just skitsofrantic, don't panic... Sittin in my room, everything's dark I think I heard somebody fart Now how can this be, ain't nobody home but me And somebody's trying to turn the key, hello? I'm losing my mind, fuck all you hoes Pulled out an axe and take all my clothes Paint my face like a wicked clown I'm down, straight skitsofrantic Just skitsofrantic, don't panic... Notes: In the background there are samples from "Night of the Living Dead"