Whats Real - Wrong Skin

Whats Real - [Wrong Skin] (Official Video) All Rights Reserved. Members: Graveyard Pimp (Marcus "Grave" Johnson) - Frontman Sinista Loc (Darius "Sin" Watkins) - Lyricist / Producer Devilish Mack (Terrell "Mack" Hayes) - Hook Specialist Crypt Knicca (Jamal "Crypt" Thompson) - Aggressive Vocals / Producer Witchy Loko (Tanisha "Loko" Brooks) - Lead Female Vocals Voodoo Boo (Keisha "Boo" Carter) - Featured Vocals Necro Worth (Edward "Necro" Otworth III) - Founder / Creative Director Produced by Sinista Loc & Crypt Knicca Mixed by Necro Worth iTunes - https://music.apple.com/us/artist/whats-real/1858853516 Amazon Music - https://music.amazon.com/artists/B002GNA7GG/whats-real?marketplaceId=ATVPDKIKX0DER&musicTerritory=US&ref=dm_sh_uGguCWPjmsHxr7x6MYAswvHhc Spotify - https://open.spotify.com/artist/3Rbu5YmuL2BOQiFt79wAP2?si=Nn1lz0gWT-eWfSXIpSPkYQ And Many More! Lyrics Mirror, mirror… who the fuck is this Cut it off… stitch it new… But the devil laughin’… he know the truth… Wrong skin, wrong skin, crawlin’ in the wrong skin Tried to carve a new me, now the voices sinkin’ in Wrong skin, wrong skin, blood drippin’ from the blade Thought I could rewrite fate… now everybody gotta pay Wrong skin… wrong skin… I ain’t me no more… Wrong skin… wrong skin… Bodies hit the floor… Late night in the bathroom, fluorescent light hummin’ low Starin’ at the reflection, hate the face that everybody know Doctor said he fix it, scalpel cold, pills in rows Cut away the old me, sew somethin’ nobody chose Woke up bandaged, feelin’ brand new, thought I won But the mirror started laughin’, said “Boy, what you done?” Voices in the stitches, whisperin’ I still ain’t right Paranoia creepin’, everybody lookin’ at me wrong tonight They smile to my face, but I hear ‘em talk behind Sayin’ I’m a freak, sayin’ I lost my goddamn mind So I grabbed the box cutter, rode out into the rain First one was the neighbor, throat open, screamin’ my old name… Wrong skin, wrong skin, crawlin’ in the wrong skin Tried to carve a new me, now the voices sinkin’ in Wrong skin, wrong skin, blood drippin’ from the blade Thought I could rewrite fate… now everybody gotta pay News call me a monster, but they don’t understand I was tryna fix what God fucked up with His own hands Now the devil ride shotgun, laughin’ at every slice Every body drop a prayer, every scream feel nice Found the surgeon sleepin’, dragged him to the tub Showed him what he made, carved his face into a stub Left a message in the tile, written in his blood so red You can’t play Creator… now you wear the skin instead Police knockin’ doors, but I’m ghost in the fog Switchin’ how I move, how I talk, how I walk Ain’t no goin’ back, the old me burned away Only thing that’s left is the blade and the prey… They said I could be anything… They lied… Now I’m everything… And nothin’… All at once… Wrong skin, wrong skin, crawlin’ in the wrong skin! (Whats Real!) Tried to carve a new me, now the voices sinkin’ in! (Memphis!) Wrong skin, wrong skin, blood drippin’ from the blade! (Triple six!) Thought I could rewrite fate… now everybody gotta pay! Wrong skin… wrong skin… I ain’t me no more… Wrong skin… wrong skin… Forever at war… Mirror, mirror… Who the fuck… Is this…