[Intro: Tech N9ne]
Trying to search for zen
On this dying Earth we're in
No denying my thirst for skin
With the heat frying, the curse begins
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
My taste carrier seeks the blood of an angel, how can I mangle?
Make terrier teeth from straight tearing her meat
Yates buried her deep, I don't wanna eye everything die like the great barrier reef!
It's a bad moon, mad gloom, giving stab wounds
Sucking a soul up like a vacuum
Monkey, apes, and baboons in the classroom
Wanting to be upper class and cash coons, mass doom
Then I woke up, choked up
Glad it was a dream and now I wanna go pick a lotus
But the grass is low cut, no fluff
Wish I could say hocus pocus
With the bees and pollen in focus
So the food we need isn't bogus
Fake feedings, race leading to death
Everybody's race leading great eating's for breath
Dreams based on real spill quick to leave you in a chill
Told my doctor this, he said I need Jesus and a pill
[Chorus: Tech N9ne & Krizz Kaliko]
See, it doesn't matter what I want
I think what is done is done
Everything is dead to me
Losing my ability, to be
In touch with reality
Oh, I need Jesus and a pill!
Trying to search for zen
On this dying Earth we're in
No denying my thirst for skin
With the heat frying, the curse begins
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
My taste carrier seeks the blood of an angel, how can I mangle?
Make terrier teeth from straight tearing her meat
Yates buried her deep, I don't wanna eye everything die like the great barrier reef!
It's a bad moon, mad gloom, giving stab wounds
Sucking a soul up like a vacuum
Monkey, apes, and baboons in the classroom
Wanting to be upper class and cash coons, mass doom
Then I woke up, choked up
Glad it was a dream and now I wanna go pick a lotus
But the grass is low cut, no fluff
Wish I could say hocus pocus
With the bees and pollen in focus
So the food we need isn't bogus
Fake feedings, race leading to death
Everybody's race leading great eating's for breath
Dreams based on real spill quick to leave you in a chill
Told my doctor this, he said I need Jesus and a pill
[Chorus: Tech N9ne & Krizz Kaliko]
See, it doesn't matter what I want
I think what is done is done
Everything is dead to me
Losing my ability, to be
In touch with reality
Oh, I need Jesus and a pill!
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