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Suddenly there came a tapping
As of some one gently rapping
Rapping at my chamber door
"'Tis some visitor," I muttered
"Tapping at my chamber door
Only
sad or sorry cause we be tomorrow
Will it be on hot sand or on hot land
Maybe a concrete corner, December
Red zones in my head phones
The devil's
the hell I'm going through
In this world (in this world) inside my head
There's a devil (there's a devil) in a bottle
And he wants to see me dead
napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
"'Tis some visiter," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber
in the realms of the damned
*C.LOCO*
Violence in silence and aforethought malice
Come and meet my master in the damn palace
The devil himself with
the hell I'm going through
In this world (in this world) inside my head
There's a devil (there's a devil) in a bottle
And he wants to see me dead
alone.
And she's crying because I'm breaking up our home.
And she knows the hell I'm going through in this world inside my head.
There's a devil in
Alone
And She's Cryin'
Because I'm Breaking Up Our Home

[Chorus:]
And She Knows
The Hell I'm Going Through
In This World 
Inside My Head
There's
And play me a little shady grove
Ring the bells of rhymney
Till they ring inside my head forever
Bounce the bow, rock the gallows
For the hangman's reel
callin' me

With a bloody hunter inside my chest
I lift my head above this mess
I walk the streets all through the night
To quench my thirst before
and confused by the light

Oh I can feel it breathe inside
The devil in my mind
Oh I can feel it seeping in
The cold the city brings
napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
"'Tis some visiter," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber
Since I've been here for a little stay
I see Rozetta day by day
She turns my head makes me cough
I want to tear my collar off

And I, I just can't
Bird at the window
Its wings beating my thoughts
So much outside of me
Couldn't read inside of me
My heart wakes up my head
And my eyes raw read
Now it
napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of someone gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
"'Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber
Russian roulette, the chamber's spinnin'
Death by my own manslaughter
I'm going out like Ernest Hemingway and his sister 
And his brother and his father
on my feet?
If I bow my head and beg God for his forgiveness
Will he breathe new breath inside me, and give back my dignity?

If I give my soul, will
Since I've been here for a little stay
I see Rozetta day by day
She turns my head, makes me cough
I want to tear my collar off

I just can't sleep
of the brook

The Mexican use it in all that he cook
Just dine in with one of 'em and you're bound to shout
I've hell on the inside as well as it out
My
devils' melons for my man Farak' Muhammed
Get a crew and try to surround me
and one by one I'll light y'all up
and send ya asses to King's County
Solo
law...
Of an endless, endless love, that governs your
Poor heart

It's winter in my bedroom, I stir the broken spring,
And I have in my head to go
And I dreamt of summer nights down by the sea
With a devil's banjo playing on my knee
brain was infected by DEVILS.
My father would come home -- he would forget about the killings.

He wasn't scared of the Shogun, but the Shogun was
inside my head I'm about to collapse
And I guess that if I drink too much 
I'll just have to drink some less
It's not a fantasy
the devil's got a hold
From a young teen, a murder team, inspired by crime
See Allah Just granted permission for my position
Sit down, write rhymes, escaping this repetitive