Grafh - Voices In My Head lyrics

rate me

I swear this shit is, this shit is serious, my nigga

It’s like it’s a constant battle between good and evil

This is like war, man, it’s making my brain hurt

I feel it, aye

And I feel it over and over and over

And over and over till I’m out of control

I feel like I rise and I fear and I know

That it would be way much easier if I sold my soul

This life is a movie and I never stick to the script

And I won’t because I know my role

I wish I was blind but I know what I know

It’s nowhere to turn to and nowhere to go

But baby girl, I’m hustling, tryna come up again

I ain’t got enough money to be republican

My heart cold, I’m just tryna live again

But tomorrow I die I’d give a fuck again

So the fuck I’mma vote for? ‘Cause I’m a role model

So I gotta tell the kids to go out and vote more

Oh, sure, nigga, I’m from the go off

It’s easier to keep fronting so I can show off

Nobody wanna see nothing, nobody wanna be responsible for the repercussions

‘Cause God forgives but the reaper doesn’t

The media be misleading the public

Are you our leader, a sheep or a puppet?

You really you believe what you becoming?

You never know, though, the spirits, they are among us, you never DOLO

Under Devil’s control I see a whole lot of images, hella photos and I can tell by your logo

These voices in my head got a nigga going crazy

I know, I know, I know these choices in my head got a nigga going crazy

I said these voices in my head, choices in my head

God on my side, demon in my bed, look me in my eye

And tell me I ain’t motherfucking crazy

I know, I know, I know I

Made it up that deal

They gonna kill you, nigga, if you gonna talk about that deal

You better watch what you say in this motherfucking song, boy

I know, I know, I know I better fall back, I better keep it all wrapped

‘Cause if the reaper get to calling I don’t get to call back

Me and my niggas all trapped, wait, say it again

Me and my niggas all trapped, little small rats, but the trick is small clap

I bet a dollar for every dollar your Jeffrey Donna and Benny Hannas

But you sleep so you showing up in your best pajamas

And broke bitches tend to go borrow their friends’ pajamas

That’s why they like ballers and dough to spent dollars

On trends and designers, her rent is behind her but she contemplating

Between a Benz and a Honda

Well, I’m dancing in the camera lenses in all this Prada

Blinded by the lights, blinded by the hype

Heaven’s way up there, you blinded by the height

My career’s on the line, I can’t put the rap away

I swear to God it’s easier to go that way

‘Fore you learn to consume you just learn to be cool

What the fuck I need a scholarship for? Fuck all the crap that I learn in school

‘Cause if I learn the rules I can learn to rule, right?

These voices in my head got a nigga going crazy

I know, I know, I know these choices in my head got a nigga going crazy

I said these voices in my head, choices in my head

God on my side, demon in my bed, look me in my eye

And tell me I ain’t motherfucking crazy

It’s my career on the line if I don’t chose

What can I do? What the fuck I wanna do?

Can I say what the fuck I wanna say?

And can I move how the fuck I wanna move?

Tell me, am I crazy? Am I insane?

Oh, can I play how the fuck I wanna play?

Can I wear what the fuck I wanna wear?

And can I pray how the fuck I wanna pray?

Baby girl