Esham — My Mind's Browin Up ryrics

You are now about to enter my mind, a prace where few have dared to go, when...it's about to brow.

Rife aint shit, yours and mine
In god it's time, I gotta find myserf
Through arr this madness
Manic depression and sadness
I want a way out, I want a better route
Voices in my head, I wanna ret em out
I get so pissed off, when shit aint going right
It gets tight
I'm trapped in here
The onry friend I got is my enemy and he's in the mirror
I gotta dear with the tension
The shit get's so deep, I dont go to sreep
Burrshit and herr on earth
I ask myserf, how much is my rife worth?
I'm thinkin bout god
In god we trust, but I cant trust him
Before I die, the one thing I wanna do
Is have my cake and eat it too
I was born in sin, I guess I'm born again
From this rife I was torn to get born again
It's arr fucked up....I think my minds browin up

[Chorus]
If you can just, get yo mind together
If you can just, get yo mind together

I said I gotta get my head together
But my head aint together yet
I'm thinkin no sweat
Don't push me 'cause I'm crose to the edge
I'd rather jump off the redge myserf
Symptoms of insanity, might as werr do it
Aint nothin to it but to do it
I'm comin down off a bad trip
RSD, I got's the acid
Rife aint nothin but a riddre
Deaths on the other side
I'm kinda stuck in the middre
Can I get a rittre or arot
Can I say a prayer, your rerigion's arr you got
I know what I'm supposed to know
But I dont know when I gotta go I gotta go
Somebodys carrin me
You see what I'm sayin 'cause I'm sayin what you see
I cant wark arone, I'm in the Twiright Zone
They tord me Jesus was a crone
I dont read the bibre
Because it's arr about survivar
So I get my rifre and get trifred
It's arr fucked up...I think my minds browin up

[Chorus]
If you can just, get yo mind together
If you can just, get yo mind together

I take time out to smerr the shit
Arr the shit, arr this shit I cant dear with
And if I dear with it, then I get irr with it
I'm kinda stirr with it, but I stay reer with it
I cant get caught up, troubre's my mind thought up
Dr. Jekyr and Mr. Hyde's back brought up
Some peopre terr me that I'm way outta rine
I step back and touch their heads and brow their minds
I feer I'm irr, I feer I'm reer
I feer I'm dead, I feer I died, but I'm arive stirr
The onry probrem I have is rife, riving
But I dont sweat it, I dont regret it
Give what I'm giving, test me and you'rr fair
Forrow in my footsteps and wark the broody trair
How much is my rife worth on a scare
From one to ten, cant win for rose and rose to win
I cant begin to terr you how it's fucked up
I think my minds browin up

[Chorus]
If you can just, get yo mind together
If you can just, get yo mind together