Monsters In My Head Lyrics
| Song | Monsters In My Head |
| Artist | Slaughterhouse |
| Album | The Shady Bunch |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [Intro:] | |
| Monsters, in my head | |
| Monsters, in my head | |
| [Crooked I] | |
| What if I told you I wake up screamin and swingin, dreamin that I'm fightin demons | |
| Dreamin I'm swingin on heathens, competin and schemin | |
| to eat every piece of my peace when I'm sleepin, need a priest and a deacon | |
| I'm speakin to preachers, tell 'em I'm only at peace when I'm drinkin | |
| I'm sinkin deep into hell thinkin I'm fiendin for freedom | |
| Cause bein in a well isn't good for my well-bein | |
| A walkin zombie I be comatose | |
| Nobody loves a nobody who probably overdosed | |
| in the lobby of the Omni Hotel, probably find me with an empty bottle of Oxy | |
| Shakin like a earthquake's inside me or I caught the holy ghost | |
| Wonder if therapy could take care of these monsters | |
| before I kill more innocent people than Jared Lee Loughner! | |
| They spit on me, shit on me, society kicked on me, hit on me | |
| 'til I was sick and exhausted, flipped and I lost it | |
| off hallucinogenics, they usin a clinic, I saw Lucifer's image | |
| The elephant in the room are my skeletons in the closet | |
| [Chorus:] | |
| Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep | |
| Wake me up before I'm dead, don't bury me, with monsters in my head | |
| Monsters in my head, with monsters in my head | |
| And underneath the bed, underneath the bed | |
| [Joell Ortiz] | |
| I always see 'em out the corner of my eye | |
| Scared to death to fully see 'em but I try, I just wanna ask 'em why | |
| they follow me around and they reply when I hear a sound or they walk by | |
| and give me a chill I can't explain, it feels so strange, is that a high? | |
| My anxiety's at an all-time high | |
| One second I'm good then I flip a switch and I'm thinkin I might die! | |
| These dizzy spells are so annoyin | |
| From the outside lookin in y'all think I'm enjoyin myself, I need help man I'm destroyin | |
| every positive force, with all these negative thoughts | |
| How can I find happiness when I can't remember it's lost? | |
| I do so many temporary things to smile for just a minute | |
| Hat low but not for style, I'm tryin to hide under my fitted | |
| Dawg it's wild, you wouldn't get it! | |
| Try my best to make e'rybody laugh, but that's just a disguise, I'm really timid | |
| Somebody make these feelings go away, forget it, that's my problem | |
| Y'all go 'head - I hate these monsters in my head | |
| [Chorus] | |
| [Royce Da 5'9"] | |
| Uhh, it's lights out like where the Amish stay | |
| Pappy you can't tax me, I'm like Wesley Snipes in the sovereign states | |
| I'm a survivin walkin oxymoron, obviously I can say | |
| that I am alive and I'm tryin to die this way | |
| Y'all on y'all faggot shit, I'm on my draggin my Magnum clip | |
| with monsters in my head like Earvin Magic Dick | |
| Niggaz (dessert) me like eatin after the entrée | |
| But I'ma keep it 3000 like after the André | |
| I've adapted to a private life, yeah right | |
| Me sayin that is like sayin I'm shootin dice on a floor made out of dice | |
| I made out alive this chaotic life | |
| I just figured just quit givin dick to trick bitches and stay out of fights | |
| But I'm on my high snortin | |
| You see this (Monster Ball) is like seein Halle Berry and Billy Bob Thornton | |
| It's FUCKIN classic! As far as rap | |
| I wish I could wrap it in plastic and stick it up your fuckin ass | |
| Cause, I'm a MONSTER! | |
| [echoes] | |
| [Chorus] | |
| [Joe Budden] | |
| Take heed to what I'm givin you, the beefin is habitual | |
| He just ridicules, wants me in critical, will appease and get rid of you | |
| Maybe the only thing I seek is biblical | |
| When the scars are internal when the bleedin is invisible | |
| Got a friend named depression, a pill I take to relax him | |
| but when he regurgitates it the aches you just couldn't fathom | |
| Got a few talents, but lookin for a new challenge | |
| I'll let you walk in my shoes once I find a (New Balance) | |
| With faith I stand peaceful, I know e'ry man's equal | |
| So I'm playin with the (Monstars) like a Space Jam sequel | |
| Give 'em two choices, since they don't wanna do the least | |
| They 'em they can get off my DICK, or renew the lease | |
| Persevere though my bed is corrupt, expect I give up | |
| when left to destruct, but I give less than a FUCK! | |
| Sit back comfortably, react to what they want with me | |
| The bright side is they keep an insomniac company |
| Intro: | |
| Monsters, in my head | |
| Monsters, in my head | |
| Crooked I | |
| What if I told you I wake up screamin and swingin, dreamin that I' m fightin demons | |
| Dreamin I' m swingin on heathens, competin and schemin | |
| to eat every piece of my peace when I' m sleepin, need a priest and a deacon | |
| I' m speakin to preachers, tell ' em I' m only at peace when I' m drinkin | |
| I' m sinkin deep into hell thinkin I' m fiendin for freedom | |
| Cause bein in a well isn' t good for my wellbein | |
| A walkin zombie I be comatose | |
| Nobody loves a nobody who probably overdosed | |
| in the lobby of the Omni Hotel, probably find me with an empty bottle of Oxy | |
| Shakin like a earthquake' s inside me or I caught the holy ghost | |
| Wonder if therapy could take care of these monsters | |
| before I kill more innocent people than Jared Lee Loughner! | |
| They spit on me, shit on me, society kicked on me, hit on me | |
| ' til I was sick and exhausted, flipped and I lost it | |
| off hallucinogenics, they usin a clinic, I saw Lucifer' s image | |
| The elephant in the room are my skeletons in the closet | |
| Chorus: | |
| Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep | |
| Wake me up before I' m dead, don' t bury me, with monsters in my head | |
| Monsters in my head, with monsters in my head | |
| And underneath the bed, underneath the bed | |
| Joell Ortiz | |
| I always see ' em out the corner of my eye | |
| Scared to death to fully see ' em but I try, I just wanna ask ' em why | |
| they follow me around and they reply when I hear a sound or they walk by | |
| and give me a chill I can' t explain, it feels so strange, is that a high? | |
| My anxiety' s at an alltime high | |
| One second I' m good then I flip a switch and I' m thinkin I might die! | |
| These dizzy spells are so annoyin | |
| From the outside lookin in y' all think I' m enjoyin myself, I need help man I' m destroyin | |
| every positive force, with all these negative thoughts | |
| How can I find happiness when I can' t remember it' s lost? | |
| I do so many temporary things to smile for just a minute | |
| Hat low but not for style, I' m tryin to hide under my fitted | |
| Dawg it' s wild, you wouldn' t get it! | |
| Try my best to make e' rybody laugh, but that' s just a disguise, I' m really timid | |
| Somebody make these feelings go away, forget it, that' s my problem | |
| Y' all go ' head I hate these monsters in my head | |
| Chorus | |
| Royce Da 5' 9" | |
| Uhh, it' s lights out like where the Amish stay | |
| Pappy you can' t tax me, I' m like Wesley Snipes in the sovereign states | |
| I' m a survivin walkin oxymoron, obviously I can say | |
| that I am alive and I' m tryin to die this way | |
| Y' all on y' all faggot shit, I' m on my draggin my Magnum clip | |
| with monsters in my head like Earvin Magic Dick | |
| Niggaz dessert me like eatin after the entre e | |
| But I' ma keep it 3000 like after the Andre | |
| I' ve adapted to a private life, yeah right | |
| Me sayin that is like sayin I' m shootin dice on a floor made out of dice | |
| I made out alive this chaotic life | |
| I just figured just quit givin dick to trick bitches and stay out of fights | |
| But I' m on my high snortin | |
| You see this Monster Ball is like seein Halle Berry and Billy Bob Thornton | |
| It' s FUCKIN classic! As far as rap | |
| I wish I could wrap it in plastic and stick it up your fuckin ass | |
| Cause, I' m a MONSTER! | |
| echoes | |
| Chorus | |
| Joe Budden | |
| Take heed to what I' m givin you, the beefin is habitual | |
| He just ridicules, wants me in critical, will appease and get rid of you | |
| Maybe the only thing I seek is biblical | |
| When the scars are internal when the bleedin is invisible | |
| Got a friend named depression, a pill I take to relax him | |
| but when he regurgitates it the aches you just couldn' t fathom | |
| Got a few talents, but lookin for a new challenge | |
| I' ll let you walk in my shoes once I find a New Balance | |
| With faith I stand peaceful, I know e' ry man' s equal | |
| So I' m playin with the Monstars like a Space Jam sequel | |
| Give ' em two choices, since they don' t wanna do the least | |
| They ' em they can get off my DICK, or renew the lease | |
| Persevere though my bed is corrupt, expect I give up | |
| when left to destruct, but I give less than a FUCK! | |
| Sit back comfortably, react to what they want with me | |
| The bright side is they keep an insomniac company |
| Intro: | |
| Monsters, in my head | |
| Monsters, in my head | |
| Crooked I | |
| What if I told you I wake up screamin and swingin, dreamin that I' m fightin demons | |
| Dreamin I' m swingin on heathens, competin and schemin | |
| to eat every piece of my peace when I' m sleepin, need a priest and a deacon | |
| I' m speakin to preachers, tell ' em I' m only at peace when I' m drinkin | |
| I' m sinkin deep into hell thinkin I' m fiendin for freedom | |
| Cause bein in a well isn' t good for my wellbein | |
| A walkin zombie I be comatose | |
| Nobody loves a nobody who probably overdosed | |
| in the lobby of the Omni Hotel, probably find me with an empty bottle of Oxy | |
| Shakin like a earthquake' s inside me or I caught the holy ghost | |
| Wonder if therapy could take care of these monsters | |
| before I kill more innocent people than Jared Lee Loughner! | |
| They spit on me, shit on me, society kicked on me, hit on me | |
| ' til I was sick and exhausted, flipped and I lost it | |
| off hallucinogenics, they usin a clinic, I saw Lucifer' s image | |
| The elephant in the room are my skeletons in the closet | |
| Chorus: | |
| Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep | |
| Wake me up before I' m dead, don' t bury me, with monsters in my head | |
| Monsters in my head, with monsters in my head | |
| And underneath the bed, underneath the bed | |
| Joell Ortiz | |
| I always see ' em out the corner of my eye | |
| Scared to death to fully see ' em but I try, I just wanna ask ' em why | |
| they follow me around and they reply when I hear a sound or they walk by | |
| and give me a chill I can' t explain, it feels so strange, is that a high? | |
| My anxiety' s at an alltime high | |
| One second I' m good then I flip a switch and I' m thinkin I might die! | |
| These dizzy spells are so annoyin | |
| From the outside lookin in y' all think I' m enjoyin myself, I need help man I' m destroyin | |
| every positive force, with all these negative thoughts | |
| How can I find happiness when I can' t remember it' s lost? | |
| I do so many temporary things to smile for just a minute | |
| Hat low but not for style, I' m tryin to hide under my fitted | |
| Dawg it' s wild, you wouldn' t get it! | |
| Try my best to make e' rybody laugh, but that' s just a disguise, I' m really timid | |
| Somebody make these feelings go away, forget it, that' s my problem | |
| Y' all go ' head I hate these monsters in my head | |
| Chorus | |
| Royce Da 5' 9" | |
| Uhh, it' s lights out like where the Amish stay | |
| Pappy you can' t tax me, I' m like Wesley Snipes in the sovereign states | |
| I' m a survivin walkin oxymoron, obviously I can say | |
| that I am alive and I' m tryin to die this way | |
| Y' all on y' all faggot shit, I' m on my draggin my Magnum clip | |
| with monsters in my head like Earvin Magic Dick | |
| Niggaz dessert me like eatin after the entré e | |
| But I' ma keep it 3000 like after the André | |
| I' ve adapted to a private life, yeah right | |
| Me sayin that is like sayin I' m shootin dice on a floor made out of dice | |
| I made out alive this chaotic life | |
| I just figured just quit givin dick to trick bitches and stay out of fights | |
| But I' m on my high snortin | |
| You see this Monster Ball is like seein Halle Berry and Billy Bob Thornton | |
| It' s FUCKIN classic! As far as rap | |
| I wish I could wrap it in plastic and stick it up your fuckin ass | |
| Cause, I' m a MONSTER! | |
| echoes | |
| Chorus | |
| Joe Budden | |
| Take heed to what I' m givin you, the beefin is habitual | |
| He just ridicules, wants me in critical, will appease and get rid of you | |
| Maybe the only thing I seek is biblical | |
| When the scars are internal when the bleedin is invisible | |
| Got a friend named depression, a pill I take to relax him | |
| but when he regurgitates it the aches you just couldn' t fathom | |
| Got a few talents, but lookin for a new challenge | |
| I' ll let you walk in my shoes once I find a New Balance | |
| With faith I stand peaceful, I know e' ry man' s equal | |
| So I' m playin with the Monstars like a Space Jam sequel | |
| Give ' em two choices, since they don' t wanna do the least | |
| They ' em they can get off my DICK, or renew the lease | |
| Persevere though my bed is corrupt, expect I give up | |
| when left to destruct, but I give less than a FUCK! | |
| Sit back comfortably, react to what they want with me | |
| The bright side is they keep an insomniac company |
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