Twisted lyrics

by

Tech N9ne


[Intro: Tech N9ne & Roger Troutman]
Sit back, listen to Tech N9ne
I don't know, it's just some sh*t I wrote, you know what I'm sayin'? (You know you twisted, mentally insane)
Uh, I really don't know what I'm saying
sh*t, it's the first thing that came to my head (Twisted)
Man, it's crazy sh*t 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
f*ck bitter broads, this sh*t 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 n*gga when he feelin'
Hella down for a '99 killin'
Ain't giving a f*ck 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
[Bridge: Roger Troutman]
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
I must make you understand

[Chorus: Roger Troutman & Tech N9ne]
My thoughts are twisted (So mixed up)
My thoughts are twisted (So mixed up)
My thoughts are twisted (So mixed up)
But I get mixed up (So mixed up)

[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
(Check it out)
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 vapors like mentho-lyptus
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 Soldiers just so I can see how paid feels
Hazy Shade of decayed hookers with grave shields
Where AIDS fills the carcass
Bet a milli on it Tecca N9na be the darkest
Heartless, I spark from the gut
So what the f*ck?
I'm trying to contain the insane, but what?
[Chorus: Roger Troutman & Tech N9ne]
But I get mixed up (So mixed up)
My thoughts are twisted (So mixed up)
My thoughts are twisted (So mixed up)
My thoughts are twisted (So mixed up)
But I get mixed up (So mixed up)

[Verse 3: Tech N9ne]
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 'til 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 - ya estuvo
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 nine rip vinyl, I know
Mix flow like Korean Albino
Wino once breeded an elephant with a rhino
Called it "The Helifino"
Throw Chucky Manson off in a pit of militant Jews banging hella opera
The real meaning of Helter Skelter is when they skin that forehead swastika (Yeah)
Am I twisted? Am I twisted?
I'm twisted, better keep your distance
Mama gotta call the psychiatrics for mental assistance, yeah
[Bridge: Roger Troutman]
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
I must make you understand

[Chorus: Roger Troutman & Tech N9ne]
My thoughts are twisted (So mixed up)
My thoughts are twisted (So mixed up)
My thoughts are twisted (So mixed up)
But I get mixed up (So mixed up)
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