Tech N9ne Mad Confusion song lyrics

Back to rip shit

Crush yourself, it’s the lunatic

Strapped with my chrome to they domes

And leave your fuckin' wig split

Competition fear me, they can’t get near me

Step into the circle and I’ll take you on a dream through my Elm street

It’s reality that you’re facin'

The funk will surround you, then you’ll start shakin'

Welcome to my concentration camp

There’s no need to try to run, ’cause I’ve gotcha caged like a rat

I know ya feel the pressure, from your head to your feet, wishing that you could wake up from this deadly sleep

But there’s no way out as your heart no longer beats

You breathed your last breath… heh… death, death

Takes ya ’round the corner puts somethin' mad on ya

You’re lost without a clue, bitch, oh, by my voodoo

You wake up with screams, knowing what you saw was no illusion

You’re going crazy from my mad confusion…

Flippin' about ta flow

And about to bust anotha

Hangin' from a nuse in this

I won’t be talkin' about no upside down crucifix

No relation with any Satan, me, a Don Juan

Never commin' evil like the necronomicon

My word is Bond if you enter

What I’m into is a psycho-flow-rhythmic-hymn with triple limb

Now ya know

Millimetre, nigga, bring ‘em all with the wreck game

Rip fools like Singapore with the wet pain

Full, niggas hangin' under (underground)

The level of madness

Step into some real shit and feel this

Why? I have no time for the punk shit

Run it back, run it back

Tihs knup eht rof emit on evah I

And now I gotta hold on that encephalon

Me havin' dreams makin' green like the leprechaun…

(How'dya like the gold buckles on me shoes?)

Keepin' ordinary minded people confused from my mad confuse