Somebody help me, I'm thinkin' I can't cope Early in the mornin, looked in the mirror and seen myself hangin' from a rope And it got me in a fucked up state of mind I'm havin' thoughts of blowin' my brains out from time to time I often feel like I'm livin' on the run And I'm straight nervous, paranoid, so I'm sleepin' with a gun I close my eyes and I can hear them bitches screamin I'm wide awake and yet it feels like I am dreamin' What would I do, I think I need a head Shrink Every time a killin' is done, I write it down in blood not ink I always wanna take my own life, put a bullet in my dome Maybe that will make me feel right Instead of homicide I feel like suicide Somebody help me Instead of homicide I feel like suicide Instead of homicide I feel like suicide Somebody help me (Somebody help me) I'm paranoid as fuck, I'm havin' nightmares cause of what I've done I killed this fool for no motherfuckin reason Was there a motive behind it? Not that I know of, all I can say is that motherfucker reminded Me of this trick I had a big funk with So I snuck up on that mark and let the motherfuckin hatchet kick Head smash, peeled his motherfuckin cap back And later on that night I'm askin myself, why did I do that? I should have knew that nukka wasn't him With no remorse I smoke a blunt and kill a fifth of that Faygo, then Went to sleep, now I'm seein this nukka in my dreams Wish I was dead, on in the head Somebody help me Now I'm paranoid, body shiverin, got me wakin' up in a cold sweat I grab my hatchet, put it to my dome, wonderin if I should just die yet These voices in my head keep tellin' me to swing it And to my own motherfuckin brain it's like I'm goin' insane Feel like I'm looney, a nukka be gettin' psychotic thoughts I'd rather be takin' a quick way out than gettin' caught by the law Then spend the rest of my life locked in a cell So what the fuck am I do to get up outta this shit Swing the hatchet, and let it go split (phlept)