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Tech N9ne - Twisted lyrics
[1st Verse] I gets More trips than a Little bit I smoked More dips than a Little bit I'm not that regular When stepping I can't 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 he's feeling Hella down For a ninety-nine killing Ain't giving a Fuck I'm putting Nair In your leave in hair conditioner Now you Hari Khrishna To my listeners In this ryhme You will find Psychotic scriptures Saying it's something Disrupting my mind [Hook 1] TECH N9NE Your mind is fine There's just not anyone Like you The whole wide world Don't matter No They can't flow Like you Understand [Hook 2] 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 [2nd Verse] A I'm lifted B I'm twisted C I'm sick and sadistic A,B and C Something's I do I just can't 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 I'll make a Christian Read their kids The necronomicon On Christmas Don't trip on this lyrical syphilis I flip this So the yonks will catch the vapors Like menthalyptus I'll feed a dominatrix patient Pain pills Give Wu haters permanent Fang grills Trick the artist formerly known And give him The same slave deal I'll lift a couple of Dr. Dre's 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 I'm trying to contain The insane But what [Hook 2] 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 [3rd Verse] Welcome to my Asylum It's hectic They call me dyslexic Rogue infested More vicious than Cujo Fraudulent tested The punks arrested Got the neck slit Exit I'm twisted I know Hollywood backwards Says doowylloh Force feed me a Sumo For about nine weeks Playing Club Nuevo Till he's 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 he's 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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