MF DOOM - 6th Sense lyrics

The worst of the worst, very blessed to be honest See words as my worth, keep em dressed up n polished Like pleats in my shirt, cologne and corsages Sins in the dirt, a corpse in the coffin Often, reclusin' in the studio, wonder if its haunted Eyes skewed to the door, heard knuckles knockin But it was just a kickdrum, I'm buggin off coffee Had to pause the track, take a breathe and get off it Eyes all glossy, 5 hours pa**ed me Feelin wired up like FBI tryina tap me Antsy, figured I'ma call it a night Look in the mirror swore I saw the ghost of gatsby alive