The devil and I, I try to stall and I Soon my subconscious and conscious might to brawl And I put up my walls, and I, and begin to fall As this cunning takes me as it voodoo doll and I
Darkness sets in as the horns to grow Suddenly I become somebody I don't
Whoa, what do I do? This bodys a temple of Whoa, what can I say? To, oh, make all of go away
I got different names, but to you its all the same I be the crawlin' in your skin, I be the reason for sin I be the cunning in your charm and I be the in your arm Call me once might let you got but call me twice and I'm get ya
Mind playin' on me, I'm paranoid, homie Nobody know what I'm going through God, Im so I Im loosin' it, Im hearing, whispering Somebodys watching me, clockin' me, hear my tickin
Worshiping two Gods can get you in Crystal ball show you things youre not to see
Whoa, what do I do? bodys a temple of doom Whoa, can I say? To, oh, make all of this go away
You know Im for ya You I'm gonna get ya, I said, I'm gonna get ya You know Im for ya, you see Im comin' for ya You know I'm gonna get ya, I said, I'm get ya
You know Im comin' for ya, you see Im for ya You know I'm gonna get ya, I said, I'm get ya You know Im comin' for ya, you see Im for ya You I'm gonna get ya, I said, I'm gonna get ya