Need Some Help

[Intro: Tech N9ne] Lord, look over us :et it be a peaceful journey and not danger in anyway Because I don't like these motha fuckers This whole world is fucked up And I'm a product of this fucked up world I Need Help [Verse 1: Prozak] First let me start this rhyme out with some truth I was shaking and Sweating like Colin Farrell in the phone booth Visions in hell off my brains like flames and constricts like chains And it all comes together like drugs to veins So tell me what the fuck is wrong with me Even groupie bitches never get involved with me Cuz I hear voices Or make murderous choices Stare at their crotchs while I mumble strange noises Fuck it I guess it really doesn't matter I'm not here to impress just infecting and make there brain splatter I shovel two plastics in a shallow grave I speak in tounges and cut my face everytime I shave A ritual habitual so keep the principals Deadly syllables in three second intervals My mind is fucked up so suspect so criminal Put you In the ground with the phosphates and minerals [Hook: Krizz Kaliko] These boys really need some help (This is true) Cuz They want to hurt themselves (Or you Too) Scatter Brain they may seem (Somebody) Wake them From this dream (They Need Some Help) [Verse 2: Jamie Madrox] I'm the pentacle of strangeness I peel away the pain and flesh Until I'm faceless Unnessisary anguish Nothing but a voice no bleeding on the track With the belief that if it's dead it can come back I ate my soul I swallowed it whole And stitched up my torso with a handful of stapels The walking dead deaf dumb and blind Stample my eyes but I can see you with my mind [Verse 3: Monoxide] My tried fails of jumping off window seals But nothing could fullfill the thrill To just kill myself I won't lie I really need alot of help I won't die but I really like to try like hell But I found A group a people just like me Tech N9ne Prozak Kaliko All Strange see Its no secret that I do wierd shit Ill take a hooker and make her my bitch And mouth kiss her in the mosh pit [Hook] [Verse 4: Tech N9ne] Look at me close homie my arms they liberate me Crazy baby yo why did thou create the (What) I'mma little to the left I am the incrdible hederal devil, Your mother and chick looking eatable (Huh) Death is always on my mind (Fuck, FuckFuck) If you in my way you getting bucked (Yeah bucked) And I don't mean bucked from a horse 729 lifting niggas up with a corpse Sick in the cerabellum Nigga your chick gave me cerabellum He tripped and you better tell him Mashing, bastard at last He gonna get his ass kicked Really fast quick Get hes ass kicked I'm on a deadman project with prozak Get ya doomat dont treat a killer like Cojak Sometimes I feel the need to bleed meself Libaratay may Lord because I need help [Hook x2]