I'm hella mixed up, yes, I know
A lot of good and bad stuff as I grow
So now that I gotta live life when I'm both all I can say


[Hook - Tech]
What's my name? EBAH!

Evil brain, angel heart
Evil brain, angel heart
Evil brain, angel heart

Evil brain, angel heart!

[Verse 1 - Tech]

$#&@ing right, I'm a maniac and I'm loving it
Call me anything but my mother$#&@ing government
I can love a bit, no, a big my love'll get

But in my brain I stay insane and I'm always on some other %#@!!
Really wanna $#&@ a (*##$, E.B. can't get enough of this
See me take what I stuck her with then I gotta run and give it to another chick

Gutter trick, suck a dick! State the texture of a brick
** this explanation is wrong **
Making them Magnum rubbers split, what a prick, the brother's sick!

Now back to my love, like to go there
Even when it's annoying like long nose hair
I can so share my heart in the cold air

And it's no fair, the size of it is so rare
Bloody murder, muddy word of wretched death rhymes
Take me light and my darkness will take your breath time

Call me Socrates or you can call me Tech N9ne
But since I found my new sinister out of respect I'm


[Hook - Tech]

[Verse 2 - Tech]

Liberate me, Lord
I'm an angel and on this wicked planet nobody understands my angle is love
I was sent from above, but I've landed in blood

Psycho bandit, I've become a frightful damage and scud
Missile your mentals are misinformed and mixed in the middle of my menace
Murderers, Michael Myers' my mimick

Mom, you made a monster, I'm making minions in minutes
Money motivated mishap, as moody as Monica's mendage
Feel like I'm on Molly, heart as big as my body

When a hottie gets naughty, it's racing like a Ferrari
My obese heart swelling when it beats hard, telling me
To freak, not willing, like a beast, I'm yelling

Bloody murder, muddy word of wretched death rhymes
Take me light and my darkness will take your breath time
Call me Socrates or you can call me Tech N9ne

But since I found my new sinister out of respect I'm

[Hook - Tech]


[Verse 3 - Tech]
My heart, smell like, vanilla icing

If slicing my chest open, a light beam of nice things
Of Christ brings bright wings, placement from thy king
Knight, seems right around the corner in my dreams

Horse %#@!, piss and human puke is this smell
To whom ever wondered my level, this is hell
Inside my crown I kill a gangster with fecies pig tail

And I'll live 137 years like Ishmael
Yeah.. ^!$$%, it ain't misspelled
E.B.A.H, there go creepy A. Yates

Using women as a bait, and they face, fishscale!
Just another nut, of the other sock
Sweet as a buttercup and fake as a rubber duck

Evil brain, angel heart, yes, I utter much
And I never cover up, why? (I'm a Kluster!@*@)


[Hook - Tech]