Artist: Tech N9ne f/ Krizz Kaliko, Prozak Album: Dominion Song: Jesus and a Pill Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com [Intro: Tech N9ne] Trying to search for zen (zen) On this dying Earth we're in (in) No denying my thirst for skin (skin) With the heat frying, the curse begins (begins) [Tech N9ne] My taste carrier seeks the blood of an angel, how can I mangle? Make terrier teeth from straight tearing on meat, Yates buried her deep I don't wanna eye everything die like the Great Barrier Reef It's a bad moon, mad gloom, givin stab wounds Suckin a soul up like a vacuum (vacuum) Monkey, apes and baboons in the classroom Wanting to be upper class and cash coons, mass doom Then I woke up, choked up Glad it was a dream and now I wanna go pick a lotus But the grass is low cut, no fluff, wish I could say hocus pocus with the bees and pollen in focus so the food we need isn't bogus Fake feedings, race leading to death Everybody's race needing great eatings for breath Dreams based on real spill quick to leave you in a chill Told my doctor this, he said I need Jesus, and a, pill [Interlude: Krizz Kaliko] See, it doesn't matter what I want I think what is done is done [Chorus: Tech N9ne + Krizz Kaliko] Everything is dead to me! Losing my ability, to be In touch with reality Ohh-ohh-ohhh, I need Jesus and a pill! [Krizz Kaliko] I wake up to a new day Then it all comes crumbling down I don't wanna be here, anyway But here it comes again, LET IT IN! [Prozak] Takin a journey through the depths of my psychosis Multiple personalities adamantly ferocious Adversed in agony, angrily cup a closed fist Err on the side of caution if you try to approach bitch A mental breakdown, suffocatin with hate now No escape for heaven's sake, there ain't nobody safe now I'm thinkin of killin 'em all, afterlife and sendin 'em off Outta line, outta time, so outta my mind and outta control Tell me why am I thinkin these thoughts? Skin burnin at the sign of a cross Somebody help me I think that I'm lost, edge of insanity I have been tossed Mayday, got a man down, better pray for safe space now Stay away or become prey when I rampage and I spray rounds Pharmaceutical holocaust, a little bit lyrical Molotov Serial killer like Michael with a knife and a rifle, I'm psycho, I'm poppin off So let me say this, you don't wanna say shit End up another screamin victim on my playlist [Interlude] [Chorus] [Krizz Kaliko] But how can I be so sure that anything could help me now? I wanna believe you, but I'm not listenin And if I fall, God help us all [Chorus]