Seven - PTSD ( featuring Krizz Kaliko & Jester) lyrics

[Intro: Tech N9ne] Uh-huh , Yup, O-K. Whatever Don't try to talk to me like you know what this is Yeah, I know I might have symptoms that are familiar to you, but.. I got this Thanks anyway.. [Hook: Krizz Kaliko] Don't let this eat me alive I only can see this world from the inside And I'm holding it inside Feel like I can co*k it back and let it go And nothing's making sense And they have no patience for anything So I'm going on everything Somebody get me out of here [Verse 1: Tech N9ne] You don't see what I see So how the hell you gonna stop these voices In my head, that got me awfully rocky, do you copy? Traumatised much, from homicide, what? Don't wanna flip, but mama I must be the one I trust I ain't got no friend, I ain't got no grin But I'm macho when I lock, load, and I block foes in When I stop souls in a rock, hold, I'ma drop those sins in a box so slim Inside of my nog' grows grim By heard, it goes deep I serve and go weep A vertical leap when you're alert in your sleep Was a word of a treatment, somebody murdered more peace Inside of my third it's so bleak Done so much dirt I go leap to chief [Hook: Krizz Kaliko] Don't let this eat me alive I only can see this world from the inside And I'm holding it inside Feel like I can co*k it back and let it go And nothing's making sense And they have no patience for anything So I'm going on everything Somebody get me out of here [Verse Two: Jester] Voices in my head evicted who's inside Cheated on d**h, committed to suicide Nuts are loose, restricted screws are tied Hung the jury out to dry, watch the court divide You expect me to keep every thought inside That would be f**ing selfish of me, being the only one mortified Personalities in the floors, that's where they hide Characters in the walls is where they reside Disorders beyond these doors are denied My co*ks burnt, balls are scolded & my arse is fried Doctor kept this mental suit case closed cla**ified In chemicals my futures soaking, presents damp & the past is dried Loosen up arteries with your nerves tied Gave my mums mouth a hysterectomy, my dads throat got f**ing circumcised Stepped outta my boundaries, crossed my limits, never been dignified Seeking skeletons in my closet, dig & hide Ordering stress traumatic posts I been terrorised My sounds won't be radioactive, my visions won't be televised