Talk To Myself Krayzie Bone (Ft. Tiffany)

[Produced by Tim Feehan]

[Krayzie ](2x)
I talk to myself (myself)
When there is no one to talk to

[Tiffany]
Ever wonder just what it's like talkin to yourself every night?
Will I ever make it through the day?

[Krayzie]
It's so hard to believe that I'm still living, I'm alive
My clock is still ticking
Guessing that God is still with me (with me)
Cuz I could have been gone so many times before
Murda Mo is chasing me I'm bearly escaping it
And my instincts is tellin me that I
Might not live long in my life (my life)
My life is a jungle I really don't love it it's really to crumble
I fight with these devils on daily basis
And I try to stay humble
Try not to fall, but what if I slip, trip?
Try to stay calm, but what if I flip?
Kill 'em all
Last night I had a long talk with myself (myself)
Drama had a nigga wondering, wondering
How close am I to hell?
Then I had to pray can't let them brake me, aw nah (aw nah)
But it's everyday they try to make me soft
But so fried, so high is my mind state
Don't worry when I'm in the clouds
Well that's how I stay (stay)