(feat. E-40)
[Monoxide Child]
Speculation has it, that I'm the freakiest one

I like to rip out my tongue and spit the black magic
And I'm supposed to be $#&@ing some crack addict without a rubber?
And I already got a baby by her mother?

They say I'm a sci-fi wizard of sorts
And my momma, she was a banshee, she was drowned by the courts
They say my little brother Jamie, he's dead and in a grave, and I'm all alone and afraid

And everything I gave has been so underestimated, I've been hated by generations
For having conversations with people who didn't make it
How could I fake it?

I'm a monster, remember me? The weirdo with the axe, from another galaxy
I keep a blender in my kitchen filled to rim with the blood
And spit suspicions of me drinking it up

So it's $#&@ed, scatter stones, get out my Kool-Aid
I'm blasting away from all you haters
Hit me up on my two-way


[Chorus x4]
Besides some bull%#@! falling down

I'm okay

[Jamie Madrox]

Speculation has it that I'm a drunk and a drug addict
A %#@! talker, always trying to start static
A borderline !@$)got, with long fingernails

Either that or he's a !@%!e head, but I don't think he cares
Speculation has it that I have already engaged in sexually fantasies with me and Gwen Stefani
A video taping, internet downloads

Speculations is called is the one who gets boned
I can't escape it, mistake it, or fake it out
Look you in the face as if I don't know what you talking about

Speculation, you heard I don't spit on no bodies %#@!, but no, don't hate me
Many mouths to feed, and many personalities, and me looking to get P.A.I.D
Is it a lie or is it true?

You can put that on our skills they stay snug like my Batman suit

[Chorus x4]

Besides some bull%#@! falling down
I'm okay


[E-40]
Smash the flash I have the plastic backing
Speculation, hateration, me and Twiztid don't give a ...

Mistaking, papered up, smashing independently
With a dedicated $$# fanbase, and don't a motha$#&@a hear from me
Speculation, see they just don't know

I be rapping too fast, they be listening too slow
I be spitting sluggish
E-40 be spitting thuggish

E-40 be representing the bottery up in the cop, got the dirt popping
Ain't no stopping a pimp
Walk with a limp

Elbows on bimp
Flopping on hips
Sipping on sip, sipping on sip

Dipping and skating and bounce to this %#@!
Me and Twiztid be twisted
Me and Twiztid be gone

Me and Twiztid be blisted
Me and Twiztid be stoned
Gone on our head, dead, dead wrong

Smoking turtle, beating on our chest like King Kong
Conversating acting and poking, that's how it's hanging today
Trying to persuade this liquor into giving me brain


[Chorus x4]
Besides some bull%#@! falling down

I'm okay