Correction Lyrics Let Me Go (Original ABK Version) by Violent J

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Ayo, Breed, wake up, wherе the hell you at
And why you got that jacket with thеm hands around your back?
Well, the doctor say I'm manic depressive (sh*t)
So now I'm just counting my blessings
But either way it go, sh*t I'm knowing I'm stressin'
So here's an SOS out to that Smith and Wesson
I'm looking for a way out, when I used to be way up
You can stay up out my business or I'll f**k your whole day up
For real, killin' a b*t*h is therapeutic
And feel a hell of a lot better soon as you shoot it
Got me to where I wouldn't mind watching you bleed
Coughing blood on your hands and knees, yeah, I'm p*ssed
You better hope they come with my meds
'Cause I got all gory sh*t coming through my head
They say I won't be getting out of here for months (sh*t)
But I'ma leave this b*t*h tomorrow and I'm walkin' out the front, for real

Get out my head and let me go, let me go, let me go
Get out my head and let me go, let me go (Please believe me)
Get out my head and let me go, let me go, let me go
Get out my head and let me go, let me go (Please believe me)
It's like my brain is locked, they're tryna put the key in
It's all good, but this ain't no place to be in
It look like a loony bin that we in
'Cause me and my brain be disagreeing
A cup to pee in, evaluation
And get shocked up with no hesitation
Give me my pills, b*t*h, the voices are comin'
And I gotta roll quick, my Rolls Royce is runnin'
I'm walking along a beach in Panama
No I'm not, I'm seeing things, God damn it all
Slow me down, speed me up
I'm chasing little kids in a haunted ice cream truck
I'm dreamin' again, in a beamin' ass Benz
Getting sucked off, then she cleanin' my friends
She had a fat ass, I slapped it proper
And woke up jackin' off in front of the doctors

Man, you can call me deranged or schizo, that's insane
Mental ward patient with a half a brain
My own private padded room that I call home
And a nurse to wipe my mouth every time it foams
I say I gotta get [?] couldn't take it
Guess I'm used to bein' strapped down when my body starts shakin'
And I'm confused like a motherf**ker, and these thoughts keep Runnin' through my head while I'm tryin' to go to bed
Guess I need a little somethin' somethin', let me start screamin'
Then beat on the walls like that Exorcist demon
Then wait for the white suits with them silver trays
Packed full of good night, sleep your ass away
Three days later, new man feelin' great
Except for bruises from the IV's and my head bein' shaved
Five years holdin' it down with no sight of the Moon
Watchin' my skin blend in with this bright-ass room
Get out my head and let me go, let me go, let me go
Get out my head and let me go, let me go (Please believe me)
Get out my head and let me go, let me go, let me go
Get out my head and let me go, let me go (Please believe me)

(Please believe me)
Let me go, let me go
Let me go, let me go (Please believe me)
Get out my head

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