Dysfunctional Lyrics
Lyrics - Tech N9ne - Sickology 101 - Dysfunctional[Tech N9ne]
Don't you bring me nothin'stupid,
If you don't want me to lose it,
Step back, if you don't want me to attack,
I'm a beast, Better give me the deuces,
I have no tolerance for nonsense, get away from me,
You don't wanna get dollas, don't wanna holla, but you makin'me,
I'm a little dysfunctional, You the problem, please don't awaken me,
And I'm that way, 'cause back in the day, most had forsaken me,
La-Di-Da-Di, I'm at the party,
On a drunk night, What a punk might do is try to pick a fight, because he's sorry,
That he ain't Gotti, like I, because he,
Sloppy, knocked me, costly rocks be spot free,
But he don't know I'm Rogueish,
Surrounded by my soldiers,
And they be locked and loaded,
When exploded, you can't hold us,
And we don't got no screw, 'cause we didn't come to fight and shoot you,
But you bustas better be mutual,
Don't get loose because we coo-coo,
Listen, they call me genius, I run the show,
Women, be on my penis, it's wonderful,
Demons, think they the meanest,
But I brung the fall, On the flow,
Little bit sick, don'tcha know?
[Chorus]
I'm a little dysfunctional,
Don'tcha know?
If you push me, it might be bad,
Get a little emotional,
Don'tcha know?
Might fool around and make me mad,
Don't make me mad...
[Krizz Kaliko]
I am no killa, but don't push me,
Goody-Goody choir boy never been no pussy,
Could be, carrying somethin'up under my hoodie,
Krizz would never snap and kill a baller, ya'll, or would he?
Now I, wanna be peaceful, but I carry desert eagles where,
Ever black people are, you know how black people are,
I peep 'em out, try to stay evened out,
Wanna preach to 'em, but the evil keep on seepin'out,
Emotions get the best of me, messed up and then ya'll get the rest of me,
Depressed and stressed, feel like my destiny,
I know ya'll think less of me,
'Cause I'm always sick and I can't let it be,
Pharmaceutical soup be the best recipe,
It's gon'be the death of me,
I need Depakote just to coast,
That's why I keep throwin'them pills down my throat,
Dysfunctional blunts'll do, smokin'bombay can give me fung shue,
But I wish that it all would go away...
Or maybe I should pray for Jesus Christ to just un-pretzel me,
Try to pray for change, but sometimes, it feels like He lets it be,
So, I just take another couple doses, probably be fine,
But if you get to close, you'll find out that I'm...
[Chorus]
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