Chemical Imbalance - Esham

You don’t know me I’m the unholy soley time patrolly

I clock crazy credits and don’t rhyme for rollies

Still bustin at the police know least one of my bullets

Will hit my enemy in his face when this trigger, I pull it

I’m twisted like a psychopath, I write my rhymes in blood

I don’t got a DJ cause I a-cut him up They won’t let me on MTV I’d beat up Carson Daly

And remind Eminem of D’Angelo Bailey

Haley’s in a coma, Haley’s in a coma

I smell the aroma, of a dead body

Chemi-cal imbalance Chemi-cal imbalance

Chemi-cal imbalance Chemi-cal imbalance

Drugs, thugs, slugs, niggaz get plugged

At a early age up in Detroit, nigga what?!

Hustla, get yo trick on Hoe, tell em who dick you want

Shit!

I’mma lunatic in this bitch

I wanna blow my own head off, Kurt Cobain style

I think if I was dead I’d be better off now

Chemi-cal imbalance Chemi-cal imbalance

Chemi-cal imbalance Chemi-cal imbalance