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I gets
More trips than a
Little bit
I smoked
More dips than a
Little bit
Im not that regular
When stepping
I cant wait
Till I can fly
Away from
My competitor
Yeah Santana
Can die
My psychosis
Hopeless
Focus
Notice
My metamorphosis
Folks is
Broke and jokeless
Picture me in a syringe
Inserted
In an over exerted
Felon
Antidote having em running
Eternally
Across the helland
Dwamn
Losing my sanity
Living up in
Les miserables
Fuck bitter broads
This shit is gonna have us stacking
If there is a God
Imma 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
Imma tell him
Behold pale horses
Like us
Shame on a nigga
When hes feeling
Hella down
For a ninety-nine killing
Aint giving a
Fuck Im putting Nair
In your leave in hair conditioner
Now you Hari Khrishna
To my listeners
In this ryhme
You will find
Psychotic scriptures
Saying its something
Disrupting my mind
TECH N9NE
Your mind is fine
Theres just not anyone
Like you
The whole wide world
Dont matter
No
They cant flow
Like you
Understand
My thoughts are twisted
So mixed up
My thoughts are twisted
So mixed up
My thoughts are twisted
So mixed up
My thoughts are twisted
So mixed up
A
Im lifted
B
Im twisted
C
Im sick and sadistic
A,B and C
Somethings I do
I just cant stand
Up in my bathroom
I sex
Six women
Mentally
Just me and me
Me and my faithful
Right hand man
Tie up a Muslim
And shoot him with liquid pork
On Ramadan
With force
Ill make a Christian
Read their kids
The necronomicon
On Christmas
Dont trip on this lyrical syphilis
I flip this
So the yonks will catch the vapors
Like menthalyptus
Ill feed a dominatrix patient
Pain pills
Give Wu haters permanent
Fang grills
Trick the artist formerly known
And give him
The same slave deal
Ill lift a couple of
Dr. Dres reels
Sell em to Snoop
And No Limit Soliders
Just so I can see
How paid feels
Hazy shade
Of decade
Hookers with grave shields
Where AIDS fills
The carcass
Bet a milli on it
Techa N9na be the darkest
Heartless
I spark from the gut
So what the fuck
Im trying to contain
The insane
But what
But I get mixed up
So mixed up
My thoughts are twisted
So mixed up
My thoughts are twisted
So mixed up
I try to maintain
But I get mixed up
So mixed up
Welcome to my
Asylum
Its hectic
They call me dyslexic
Rogue infested
More vicious than Cujo
Fraudulent tested
The punks arrested
Got the neck slit
Exit
Im twisted
I know Hollywood backwards
Says doowylloh
Force feed me a
Sumo
For about nine weeks
Playing Club
Nuevo
Till hes blue
Though
Then stuff him in the front seat of a
Yugo
Body filled with beef and toaster
Strudel
Let up the break
And watch him race
To the intersection
Now hes through
Though
Yastuvo
I slide with a gang
Of twisted individuals
Somebody better be
Looking for the criminal tendencies
Never will they get us
In the penitentiaries
Killa
Millimeter N9ne rips vinyl
I know
Mix flow like Korean albino
Wino
Once breeded an elephant
With a rhino
Called it the hell if I know
Throw Chucky Mason
Off in a pit
Of militant Jews
Banging hella opera
The real meaning
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