Losin’ It lyrics

[Intro: Esham]
"Yo what's up? This is Esham The Unholy and I'm in the motherf*ckin' house with Mr. Nitty and Little Half Pint and Project Born is in this motherf*cker"

[Verse 1: Nitty]
I'm losin' it, I think my mind is in a f*ckin' rage
'Cause when I'm killin' hoes I'm tense slow wit my mental stage
I keeps the candles burnin' every night I lay to rest
And slit my wrist because I had to have a blood test
I'm killin' b*tches, punk-ass n*ggas, and you f*ckin' hoes
I draw that first blood so consider me the Rambo
'Cause new jack is back in the city I'm packin' 'em up to heaven
Kill fifty-six now Wesley Snipes is Passenger fifty-seven
I got my mind off in some filthy sh*t and dirty sh*t
My counselor tells my mother "yo son is a lunatic"
I cut her throat then watched her scream as her body burns
And look my mother in the face and tell her yo turn
I left the scene and there was two mo' bodies layin' dead
"We want Nitty dead" was all the f*ckin' papers read
But that's a joke 'cause this maniac is on the loose
And when I'm creepin' all I'm seekin' is my trigger juice
So take the lesson, learn your motherf*ckin' principles
I got no mind so you know Frank Nit's invincible
I think of no one else except my son and damn self
That's why three years ago I put my brain up on the shelf
'Cause I'm so heartless I'm bound to run my own section
I look at mirrors and I come up wit' no damn reflection
I'm still hallucinatin' about the f*ckin' murder scenes
Dropped in a straight jacket at the age of eighteen
I'm thinkin' damn will I ever get my mind back?
My folks keep tellin' me a maniac's a maniac
I tell my story but you hoes just don't know who I am
A f*cking menace in bloodsport the black Van Damme
I'll get you motherf*ckers screamin' when you hit the paint
You ain't from New Orleans so b*tch don't try and play a saint
Because I got your f*ckin' mother hangin' from a string
And if she go to talkin' sh*t she catchin' sixteen
'Cause I get violent I want silence when I'm in the room
Straight out the 'jects, Frank Nitty's temple of the doom
I'm checkin' coffins 'cause this lifeless n*gga's gonna give
And like I said on the untouchables the dead lives
You kill a b*tch, you kill a b*tch, and now I kill a b*tch
It's time for ceremonies f*ck that sh*t just dig the ditch
Because I told you hoes to never try and f*ck with me
I'm runnin' sh*t down in f*ckin' nineteen-nitty-three
'Cause when I'm gone off, you n*ggas meet the sawed-off
Some n*ggas crawled away, but most of them were hauled off
Up in plastic, so you know this n*gga's cruisin' it
But I say f*ck you hoes and laugh because I'm losin' it
[Chorus: Project Born, Nitty]
I'm losin' it man I think I'm losin' it (I'm losin' it)
I'm losin' it man I think I'm losin' it (I'm losin' it)
I'm losin' it man I think I'm losin' it (I'm losin' it)
I'm losin' it man I think I'm losin' it (I'm losin' it)

[Verse 2: Esham]
I'm losin' it, tell me if my mind's gone
Tell me if my mind's blown, Man, I think your mind's blown
Man I need some therapy but ain't nobody helpin' me
Come and meet the killer inside me killer inside me now you see
I gotta get my head together get it together pull it apart
If I put my finger on the trigger then the bullet'll start
My luck my luck is hard hard luck so I'm luckin'
I'm down wit' hard luckin' I don't give a f*ck and
I be the black devil unholy Esham
Havin' flashbacks of how I shot Uncle Tom
I'm losin' it n*gga

[Chorus: Project Born, Esham]
I'm losin' it man I think I'm losin' it (I'm losin' it)
I'm losin' it man I think I'm losin' it (I'm losin' it)
I'm losin' it man I think I'm losin' it (I'm losin' it)
I'm losin' it man I think I'm losin' it (I lost it)

[Verse 3: Half Pint]
For many many years I tried to run but I can't hide no mo'
My mind is eagerly anticipatin' for some murder ho
Shank after motherf*ckin' shank is what I'm all about
Diary of a madman so hear me as I take 'em out
Puff after motherf*ckin' puff as I be smokin' fry
No one knows a madman so look a killer in his eye
Take me out my misery I'm droppin' deeper to my knees
Judgment day is coming, Keep my finger on that lemon squeeze
V-I-O-L-E-N-T M-A-D-M-A-N, b*tch
F-T-I-C-K no reachin' for no panic switch
Life is kinda hard to swallow so I eat it bit by bit
Must don't know who they f*ckin' wit', they f*ckin' wit' a lunatic
Deep inside my mind I light a candle life is meditatin'
Never ever gang related still I stay premeditated
Mentally disturbed my mind don't click I think I wanna die
I can't live my life in pain don't lay my sh*t up in the light
Confused got me livid so I guess I got nowhere to turn
b*tches on these nuts because they want the f*ckin' ends I earn
People tell me give it up that my life is a f*ckin' waste
What them b*tches don't know is that Flint Michigan's a lonely place
Visions in my head gotta hunt em all across the nation
Deep up in a straight jacket sufferin' from the medication
Lost in my mind tryin' to find me a peace of mind
I'm out my f*ckin' mind but still I got my f*ckin' nine
Basically hit got me mixed in this f*ck sh*t
Hop out the ghetto keep me labelled as a lunatic
How will I live? I don't know that's a tough decision
Lock me in institutions and send my black ass to prison
This is my life n*gga but don't put no blues in it
Like the money in my pocket b*tch I'm losin' it
[Chorus: Project Born, Nitty]
I'm losin' it man I think I'm losin' it (I'm losin' it)
I'm losin' it man I think I'm losin' it (I'm losin' it)
I'm losin' it man I think I'm losin' it (I'm losin' it)
I'm losin' it man I think I'm losin' it (I'm losin' it)
I'm losin' it man I think I'm losin' it (I'm losin' it)
I'm losin' it man I think I'm losin' it (I'm losin' it)
I'm losin' it man I think I'm losin' it (I'm losin' it)
I'm losin' it man I think I'm losin' it (I'm losin' it)

[Outro: Esham]
"Yo, what's up this is Project Born and Esham and we done lost that sh*t…"