Shabazz The Disciple - Concious of Sin lyrics

Yo, I was in the game And when you dealing with all that d**h? Sometimes spirits come back and haunt you My life, sometimes, be haunted, by my memories Visions in my head, show me diggin up, my enemies I hate to go to sleep because of the dread that's in my head At times I find myself running from shadows of the dead They try to pull me under, and bury me alive I wake up, thinking it's over, a good thing I survived They pull me back to sleep, and seperate my soul From my body, and put my blood and flesh in a hole Ahh dig it's worse, now the curse, caves my faith in I rose from beneath the surface of the earth, as Satan Inflicting people with war, d**, diseases Jumped up, go back to sleep, resurrected, ahh Jesus Healing, the same motherf**ers I just inflicted Spreading righteousness, the word of God, my mind is twisting A holy war in the mental, I'm sort of brain dead Spirits got me under pressure and they're f**ing up my head Now I lay, me down, to sleep I pray the lord, my soul, to keep And if I should die, before, I awake I pray the lord, my soul to take A priest, performed an exorcist when I was conceived at birth The casting of the demon off the earth Devils, worship me like a thesis Nurses, rolled me in a room full of priests Where they attempted to cleanse my soul from evil With crosses, bibles, holy words, and needles Redrum, voices, evil dead, they told me I snatched the cross, jigged the priest in the head and left him holey (damn) My spiritual circle is evil, priests they attacked it They jumped all over my flesh and put me in a straightjacket Strapped me to the bed the priest screamed as he bled They tackled me and shackled me from my feet up to my head (dang) Now I lay to rest no longer stressing my escape I fall deep into a dream, I see those spirits and I awake (mmmm) Now I lay, me down, to sleep I pray the lord, my soul, to keep And if I should die, before I awake I pray the lord, my soul to take Another time my mind dwelled on a spell I heard the cries from the dead souls burning in hell Visions of their flesh, drowning in the flood Well under hallucinations I seen heads soaked in blood (damn) I snapped back to reality, and asked for my bible Opened it up, in hurried confusion reachin for survival (mmmm) When all of a sudden, I'm overpowered by that curse (dang) The psalms that I've read, made my visions worse (mmmm, dang) Seen a therapist, told him spirits tried to bury me Spilled what was on my mind when I was done HE needed therapy He recommended a baptism, a sacrifice My soul rose to heaven but was cast back down by Christ (damn) In forms of thunder, rain hail, heavy winds Not even the blood of Christ, could cleanse my Concious of Sin