Mizery - Tech N9ne

From the beginning, nigga

It’s all Jesus, yeah

Tech N9ne!

And my nigga Macc James

Heh-heh-heh-heh-heh-heh

Straight bringin' that mizery, mizery, mizery

Mizery when I see enemies, niggas be (?)

Homicidal tendencies got Mitch Bade niggas on bended knees

Could it be that a nigga wanna bang

Cause I’m runnin' with the gang

That’ll give a nigga pain me and Macc James

Givin' these bitch niggas a taste of mizery

Give 'em mizery (Ry) bitches get with me (Me)

Got my nigga M-A-C ©, gonna bring 'em mizery (Ry)

Give 'em mizery (Ry), bitches get with me (Me)

Got my nigga M-A-C ©, gonna bring 'em mizery (Ry)

I’m high, y’all drunk, I love bud

'Bout to hit 'em with another hit up

Out of the Mizery nigga nigga what

My murderous niggas heard of this verb

That I serve in this sh-shit

I shits word into the curb with this tihs kcuf

Mystic, might be twisted but bitch we got the shit gifted

Mizery nigga, so what you givin' me nigga

Nothin' but witchery nigga, millimeter’s the killer

Bow down to a nigga right now for the sound, hold up

Nigga came to the club and he found us

Up behind a nigga back tryin' to bound us

I don’t want that nigga Vell up around us

You the Holy Temple bandit, nigga I’m a killer on candy

Tecca Nina I’mma be the omega believe I’m that

Bomb that landed on your set cause you call me Satan

When I look at you I see skull chips dipped

In ranch dressing lemon chicken with a side of intestines

Induced vomiting backwards digestion

Torn ligaments with Ragu, garlic salt’s meshin'

Enormous hole in the ozone to affect my complexion'

Frontal lobes fried in Wesson

Nigga like me sick no need for no medicine

Bishop and Keen (What)

You better believe you gotta leave

Before you get a couple in your belly

Keena better strip in a whole another city

Bishop keep doing songs with R. Kelly

Mentally you niggas can’t even get with me

I done lost everything but my chemistry

Macc and Tech we be hotter than hickory

Killin' delivery, livin' in mizery

KC Mizery, leave unsolved mysteries

For fuckin' round with my cheddar cheese

Betta leave these G’s alone

Before me and my nigga Tech Nina

Hit your home, split your dome

With the 4 chrome, make a nigga face melt like the ozone

In the mind of a psycho, what goes on?

Colombian necktie with no clothes on

Murder show’s on, in the K-Town

I’m the type of nigga that’ll beat your ass down

Shoot you in the face as soon as you hit the ground

Hit a nigga, split a nigga, then give you a pound

32 rounds, packin' extended’s

Crossin' my niggas is not recommended

Tempted to put you in a life long body cast

You best guard your shit when the shotty blast

More straps than John Gotti had

So sick I sleep in a body bag

Droppin' bombs like Saudi

Had to get low in a Lac on faulty tags

Talkin' trash’ll get you took out

Four niggas posted just to look out

Get grips like fierce and have a cook out

Let me show you niggas what me and the crooks 'bout

Thievin', schemin', seein' demons

Smoke so much you kill your semen

Psychoactive human being

Eyes so low I look Korean

Head steamin', funk bringin'

Old school rider gangsta leanin'

James and Tech N9ne tag teamin'

Leavin' all you fags bleedin'