Tell me your deepest fear 
Tell me your deepest fear 
Losin' my inhibitions 
Callin' my intuitions 
Somethin's goin' on if I'm feelin' 
I'm superstitious,I'm vicious 
I'm tryin' decide the paradox 
When my thoughts get twisted 
Like some dreadlocks 
I never ever wondered 'bout the voodoo 
I sing the voodoo, 
And now my deepest fears is comin' true 
I never loved you but I hate you, how, 
How could I love you ,how, 
Because I hate you now 
So wonder,I take you under 
With the wickedness 
I'll make a preacher slit his fuckin' wrist 
No comin' near me when I'm thinkin' is, 
'cause when I'm thinkin' is, 
I'm thinkin' suicidalist,uh 
So back up off me,bust a brain cell 
I bust a brain cell 
I fall asleep and dream about hell 
Some wonder why I'm even callin' ya'll 
The sky is fallin' ya'll 
But after all it's my deepest fear 
Morty,no where to run to, 
No where to hide 
Morty,how you gonna hide 
From the fears inside? 
Chemical dependancies, 
Suicidal tendencies 
Brain on meltdown,street labotomy 
Claustrophobia,locked in a pine box 
Now I lay me down to sleep,6 feet deep 
Closed casket,just another basket case 
Not a maniquin,or the madman, 
So you panicin' 
Run from me,everybody scared so 
You callin' out 
Buck shot shot gun blast 
Now ya fallin' out 
Everybody hide from the deepest fears inside 
Watch me and my man Morty 
Take you on a murder ride 
Suicide,symptoms of insanity 
I'm breakin' out probably wanna crack-a 
But I'm never ever crackin' out 
Call me Dr. Frankenstein 
Dead body stinkin',I'm gonna get wit cha', 
When I hit cha',I'm a slit cha' 
Nobody can hold me I'm as safe as clear 
Buried alive in the pine box 
Is my deepest fear... 
Morty's coming... 
It's ever so clear,my deepest fear 
Is to hear the screams 
The sounds of a madman 
Embottled in Morty's theme 
My dream and nightmares come true,simply voodoo 
Halucinate and visions of killin' you 
The thought of even thinkin' that 
I think I need a drink 
In fact I think I need some therapy 
'cause ain't nobody helpin' me' 
Since I got no excuses for 
Mental abuses I'm losin' faith 
My only fear is to love instead of hate you 
Born and bred,born dead 
My mind bled everytime the holy Bible was read 
Instead I lost conciousness and wound up with wicked ways 
Thinkin' 'bout voodoo dolls 
Runnin' wild my last days 
Spent with Morty,my shorty 
No ventriliquist 
Esham, the unholy 
Straight suicidalist