[Intro: Tech N9ne & Roger Troutman]
Sit back, listen to Tech N9ne
I don't know, it's just some shit I wrote, you know what I'm sayin'? (You know you twisted, mentally insane)
Uh, I really don't know what I'm saying
Shit, it's the first thing that came to my head (Twisted)
Man, it's crazy shit that I can't really explain
And it goes like this
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
I gets, mo' trips than a little bit
I smoked, mo' dips than a little bit
I'm not that regular, when stepping, I can't wait 'til I can fly
Away from my competitor, yah, Satana can die
My psychosis hopeless, focus, notice
My metamorphosis, folks is broke and jokeless
Picture me in a syringe inserted in an overexerted felon
Antidote having 'em runnin' eternally across the hell and
Dwamn, losin' my sanity livin' up in Les Miserables
Fuck bitter broads, this shit is gonna have us stacking if there is a God
I'ma take the X away from generation, place it at the end of S.E
For the duration upon the level
Tell the devil to what? Skip a human
I'ma tell him, "Behold pale horses like us"
Shame on a nigga when he feelin'
Hella down for a '99 killin'
Ain't giving a fuck I'm putting Nair in your leave in hair conditioner
Now you Hari Krishna
To my listeners: In this rhyme you will find
Psychotic scriptures saying it's somethin' disrupting my mind
Sit back, listen to Tech N9ne
I don't know, it's just some shit I wrote, you know what I'm sayin'? (You know you twisted, mentally insane)
Uh, I really don't know what I'm saying
Shit, it's the first thing that came to my head (Twisted)
Man, it's crazy shit that I can't really explain
And it goes like this
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
I gets, mo' trips than a little bit
I smoked, mo' dips than a little bit
I'm not that regular, when stepping, I can't wait 'til I can fly
Away from my competitor, yah, Satana can die
My psychosis hopeless, focus, notice
My metamorphosis, folks is broke and jokeless
Picture me in a syringe inserted in an overexerted felon
Antidote having 'em runnin' eternally across the hell and
Dwamn, losin' my sanity livin' up in Les Miserables
Fuck bitter broads, this shit is gonna have us stacking if there is a God
I'ma take the X away from generation, place it at the end of S.E
For the duration upon the level
Tell the devil to what? Skip a human
I'ma tell him, "Behold pale horses like us"
Shame on a nigga when he feelin'
Hella down for a '99 killin'
Ain't giving a fuck I'm putting Nair in your leave in hair conditioner
Now you Hari Krishna
To my listeners: In this rhyme you will find
Psychotic scriptures saying it's somethin' disrupting my mind
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