Sickness

Hush, little baby, don't say a word
Momma's dead

Woke up this morning not knowin' what the fuck that I did last night
All I remember is that her name was Kim
There's blood on my hands, blood on the walls, blood on the ceiling
Oh my God, I think it happened again

(I've got this sickness)
Sickness, sickness, oh yeah (I've got this sickness)
(I've got this sickness)
I hear these voices in my head (I've got this sickness)
And they won't stop 'til somebody's dead

I'd like to stop killing but the shit is like a knife
I get the uh-uh feeling
I'm coming to getcha (I'm coming), I'm coming to getcha
Lock your doors, the bitch killer's coming to getcha
Lock your doors, you better hide your bitch
'Cause I gotta itch that I just couldn't scratch
I'm coming to getcha, I'm coming to getcha
Lock your doors, the bitch killer's coming to getcha

There's so much sickness out there (I've got the sickness)
(I've got the sickness)
And I don't know what to do (I've got the sickness)
There's a little bit of me in all of you

Red rum, red rum, mo' murder, mo' murder
Used to have a fine bitch 'til I had to hurt her
This bitch by my side, she startin' to get cold
I'm still fuckin' her body and it's three days old
No time to feel guilty about the things that I did
'Cause today it's a bitch and her three little kids
The youngest was three, the oldest was nine
I hope they souls go to heaven 'cause they ass is mine

It all started when my pops lost his job
He started takin' it out on me and my moms
He used to beat her down, beat her down like she was a G
And then he turned around and did a "daddy dearest" on me
He put the pistol to my head and this is what he said
"One less mouth to feed if yo' ass was dead"
So you see, I didn't get the sickness by myself
Now I'm takin' it out on everybody else
Your mom, she's dead, your pops, he's dead
Your children next, ice picks to the head (I've got the sickness)

Get yo' bitch, get her off the street
I'm lookin' for some pussy to eat (I've got the sickness)
And now they label me a cannibal, that's understandable
I'll eat a pussy 'til the police call me Hannibal, yeah (I've got the sickness)

(I've got the sickness)
I hear voices in my head (I've got the sickness)
And they won't stop 'til somebody's dead (I've got the sickness)
Have you checked the children?

I'll put my nine between your legs and pull the motherfuckin' trigger
And now your period's two weeks early (I've got the sickness)
It'll only hurt for a second (I've got the sickness)
What's up, y'all? (I've got the sickness)
(I've got the sickness)