Crisis Twista (Ft. Tech N9ne)

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
Everybody got the memo, Michael Myers, man I'm mental
Messy murder monumental mixed my mind
Metamorphosis made it mainey, my many maneuvers
Missin' my malice malevolent mister N9ne!
Mediocre motherfuckers my motive makin' minimal
Maniacal makin' me mesh my line
Monster! Musical massacre
Metaphysical, man, you may never match my grind
When I'm bustin' you think I'm poppin' the E
Hoppin' to N9na boppin', need no stop and lockin' the B
Niggas be droppin' off in a coffin talkin' to me
Better flee, never see, Tecca Neez, I be forever
Look at the K.O.D. demolish, I’m polished
I get dollars, I get the guala, mixologist, and many I sell
You will never see the light of day right away
You will die but I hide away, say goodbye (I'll see you in Hell)
True shots, a-who's stopped the crew's water?
You soft, I move rocks, a Moustapha
Boondock ya boo, Soo-Woo, what the?
Through chakras, you lost the new nana
Out with the weak and in with the raw
Put you in deep and have your mama seekin' the law
Freaking the beat, I get to peekin'
Leavin' you mauled with the saw
Ain't nobody beatin' me in a brawl
Y'all got to know, I stop the show
Pick you off of the pillar, you know I drop the foe
Sick of an abyss of sicker suckers, sock a ho'
Nigga, oh, you ain't even in my optical
I'll shock ya though, I rock the flow
Nah, not so low like burnin' optimo
Wassup to Joe from my block, the MO
I did it to death and my nigga I got to go!