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Tech N9ne – Jesus And A Pill (feat. Prozak, Tech N9Ne & Krizz Kaliko) (Dominion Deluxe Version Album)

Outta line, outta time, so out of my mind and outta control
[Hook: Tech N9ne & Krizz Kaliko]
Wanting to be upper class and cash coons, mass doom
Then I woke up, choked up
[Hook: Tech N9ne & Krizz Kaliko]
With the bees and pollen in focus
Stay away or become prey when I rampage and I spray rounds
Fake feedings, race leading to death
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
[Bridge: Krizz Kaliko]
So let me say this, you don’t wanna say shit
Serial killer like Michael with a knife and the rifle I’m psyched and I’m popping off

I wake up to a new day
[Bridge: Krizz Kaliko]
[Hook: Tech N9ne & Krizz Kaliko]

With the heat frying, the curse begins
No escape for heavensake, there ain’t nobody safe now
Wish I could say hocus pocus

Oh, I need Jesus and a pill!
Make terrier teeth from straight tearing on meat
See, it doesn’t matter what I want
Dreams based on real spill quick to leave you in a chill
I’m thinking of killing ’em all, afterlife I’m sending ’em off
In touch with reality
And run a sign of caution if you try to approach bitch
Somebody help me I think that I’m lost
Taking a journey through the depths of my psychosis
Monkey, apes, and baboons in the classroom
Skin burning at the sign of a cross
No denying my thirst for skin

On this dying Earth we’re in
How can I be so chewed out
A mental breakdown, suffocating with hate now
Losing my ability, to be
Everything is dead to me

But the grass is low cut, no fluff
[Verse 2: Prozak]
Oh, I need Jesus and a pill!
Trying to search for zen
I don’t wanna be here anyway
Everything is dead to me
In touch with reality
Oh, I need Jesus and a pill!
Edge of insanity I have been tossed
Anything could help me now
Multiple personalities adamantly ferocious
Then it all comes crumbling down
Glad it was a dream and now I wanna go pick a lotus
So the food we need isn’t bogus
I wanna believe you
Losing my ability to be
I think what is done is done
Losing my ability to be
I think what is done is done
Pharmaceutical holocaust, a little bit lyrical Molotov
Told my doctor this, he said I need Jesus and a pill
In touch with reality
[Intro: Tech N9ne]
Mayday, got a man down, better pray for safe space now
At first in agony, anger to cope a closed fist
Everybody’s race leading great eating’s for breath

My taste carrier seeks the blood of an angel, how can I mangle?
God helps all
End up another screaming victim on my playlist
Tell me why am I thinking these thoughts
See, it doesn’t matter what I want
Yates buried her deep, I don’t wanna eye everything, die like the great barrier reef!
Oh, here it comes again
Everything is dead to me
It’s a bad moon, mad gloom, giving stab wounds
And if I fall
Sucking a soul up like a vacuum