[Hook]
I swear that I can feel em' $#&@ing with me
I swear that I can feel em' $#&@ing with me

Every Night I feel em $#&@ing with me

[Verse 1: MGK]

I wake up screaming in my sleep every $#&@ing night
Open up my eyes to cold sweat, bloody clothes from my nose, ech
Nothing nice, Father I've killed a man, but I had to do it...

Only thing is 'he' is me, damn, how the $#&@ you couldn't get me through this?!
My skin is bluish, voices in my head saying
"Don't be stupid all you have is in that bag you better use it!"

Cut it, snuff it, puff it, shoot it, only one I trust now is myself these mutha$#&@a's Judas
Gun in my pillow cause' all I feel is this paranoia
Holes in my wall from all them nights that I was feeling for him

The devils here but I'm still awake, then I broke the mirror
Why? Cause I seen his face, even my (*##$ corrupted
I $#&@ed her #~!!@ until it's bloody took it out and then she sucked it told me that she loved it, (*##$

Everything is black I think I am deceased, I am a ghost without the bed sheets, X speak...

[Verse 2: DMX]

If a beast is what I got to be, then so be it
$#&@ it, if I got to live it, Ya'll gon' see it
Eat it, %#@! it, Live it, it's in my blood

That's why I get down like 'What?' from the dirt to the mud
You $#&@ed up thinking %#@! was sweet, but %#@! in the streets
Make you split the heat, to the back of his head, make you spit teeth

Only love ones grieve
And I don't wanna have to be the one to tell you %#@!s deep
But man, %#@!'s deep


[Hook]
I swear that I can feel em $#&@ing with me

Every night I feel em $#&@ing with me
Please God tell these demons stop $#&@ing with me
Every God damn night I feel em $#&@ing with me

Why?! Please God...

[Verse 3: DMX]

The streets still the same
Ain't right, if a ^!$$% can't still feel the pain
But still kill the game, still keep real and aim

I get down one way we could keep it that one way or take it to gun play
Let a ^!$$% know, If we going to walk this dog
Or If we ain't gon talk at all

Make a ^!$$% have to, talk with the 4 it's the only language you know
There you go Pop, pop, pop, Now there you go
And I hate that I can see snakes clearly

They don't even try to hide, it's like they try to get near me
Most of ya'll don't hear me, it's like I'm talking to myself
You ^!$$%s is so dumb I feel like I'm talking for my health

It's not like I'm talking for the wealth cause there ain't no money in the truth
%#@!! I live this %#@! for real, Ya'll make it up in the booth
Till a ^!$$% lose his tooth over something he didn't plan on

Wasn't prepare for, really couldn't stand on

[Verse 4: MGK]

$#&@ it, Turn the cam on, tie his feet and his hands up and watch him
I'll be back up with that heat to get his tan on
Now that's for $#&@ing with me

And that's for my dog
This because where you're going you're not gonna need that arm
The street's is talking, Uh oh, Here they come, Thirsty for that blood, Red rum, red rum

Do you know how it feels To be so mad you would kill?
Or to be so trapped when you scream your throat cuts like jagged pills?
And whenever you close your eyes everything inside you dies

And all the 'high's, crimes, and lies' come alive mutha$#&@a

[Hook]

I swear that I can feel em $#&@ing with me
Every night I feel em $#&@ing with me
Please God tell these demons stop $#&@ing with me

Every God damn night I feel em $#&@ing with me
Why?! Please God...