You Don’t Want It - Tech N9ne

When you see me smilin', I’m really frownin'

You think you’re really wildin'?

I’m killa clownin'

Meaning I don’t give a fuck about nothing you say that you do

Because stupid is how everybody sounded

Nigga you think you know me, but only if you knew me

Homie, you would leave me by my lonely

I’m thinking death and destruction

Images of blood and pus and I ain’t looking for nothing but trouble

Thinking of murdering you when I’m just lounging

(That's just the devil, just the devil)

Block it out and keep it moving

I’m evil and it’s pussy that I’m pursuing

Gimme the bible, yes I need it cause Tecca Nina’s in ruin

Mentally I’m fuckin up when I really don’t know what I’m doin'

My tolerance for physical pain has gained rapidly

I’m gobbling more thizzles then thangs but it came back at me

The holy father must have flipped and became mad at me

Because I’m pondering a wicked insane strategy

How to end it all (Yeah), many men will fall (Yeah)

Any sin I saw (Yeah), Nina been involved (Yeah)

You don’t really want it with me punk you don’t have the gall

The taste of blood on my tongue makin me want to brawl

No sentimental shit, death is the penalty

For any bitch you try to re-kindle this

It’ll get your temple hit

Bout to bubble, about to pop just like a pimple get

Send it something so insane I’m so not for simple shit

So teeter totter mothafucka if you want it

But just keep it to the left of me, crazy til the death of me

Pussy money more money blood and guts is the recipe

Having hella drama for Nina is a necessity

Good and bad is fightin' within me and I’m the referee

Shit is looking like it is evil getting the best of me

Bitches think I’m pleasant and really wantin' the sex with me

I’m promisin' you I’m losing it, you don’t really want to mess with me

You don’t wanna see me run up with the thang (Cock back)

Make it chicka bang bang (You don’t want it with me)

If you don’t really want it nigga (Fall back)

Cause to killas it ain’t never been a thang (You don’t want it with me)

And I can get in to ya if you feel you really want it

One of us ain’t gonna make it out

You don’t want it with me

I’m kinda sick and psycho grab ya feelin like I’m Michael

Push it you’ll see what I’m talking bout

You don’t want it with me

Betta load up your drums

Load up your guns

Everybody better get to runnin'

You don’t want it with me

I’m a lyrical cynical rippin' ya pinnacle

Damage anybody when I see they really want it with me

Techa-ninna told me nigga get money

And never been dumby

Shit on a nigga when he comin' funny with me

Follow the beat follow your feet

Gimme the weed keys G’s

And a quarter pound of bullets with a machete

Mister Reese known for getting it poppin

You niggas be droppin'

And when you do your albums be floppin

When ever I spit it

Man better yet when ever I drop it

Your wifies gone cop it

She even tell you nigga go cop it

You don’t want it with me

I’ll fuck your life up like a disease

I’m hauntin your dreams

With a fully auto choppa them beams

Mayne yadadamean

Ya life ain’t shit but a dream

So just remember when your breathin' you don’t want it with me

You don’t wanna see me run up with the thang (Cock back)

Make it chicka bang bang (You don’t want it with me)

If you don’t really want it nigga (Fall back)

Cause to killas it ain’t never been a thang (You don’t want it with me)

And I can get in to ya if you feel you really want it

One of us ain’t gonna make it out

You don’t want it with me

I’m kinda sick and psycho grab ya feelin like I’m Michael

Push it you’ll see what I’m talking bout

You don’t want it with me

And you don’t want it from me

See I’m believing that people are really angels and demons

Instead of human beings

I’m havin' feelings of wanting to be the cause of you bleeding

Causin' your family to be grieving now your soul is leaving

Entered in my mind the raw holy words and religious battles

Keep 'em mutilated like cannibal over serpent rattles

I’m seeing shadows and bodies swingin' from gallows

As I’m sitting in a circle surrounded by seven candles

My eyes rolls back, I speak in tongues, I bleed from gums

It’s time to hit the streets with guns

I’m bustin' seventy shots laughin' as the people run

I plead to be free from these evil deeds I’ve done

Until the pain coincides with my violence and agony

Oh the humanity, why does he keep stabbing me

But it’s me that I’m stabbing, it’s self-inflicted wounds

The Hitchcock of hip-hop, the end is comin' soon

You don’t wanna see me run up with the thang (Cock back)

Make it chicka bang bang (You don’t want it with me)

If you don’t really want it nigga (Fall back)

Cause to killas it ain’t never been a thang (You don’t want it with me)

And I can get in to ya if you feel you really want it

One of us ain’t gonna make it out

You don’t want it with me

I’m kinda sick and psycho grab ya feelin like I’m Michael

Push it you’ll see what I’m talking bout

You don’t want it with me