Tell Me If I'm Trippin'

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]

I wanted to find my gun, my lady runs to the bathroom

Yelling "someone", and when it's done

I'ma treat it like my daughters and son, we having fun

'Till intruders came knocking to come kill everyone

The beat and the kick ringing my bell uncontrollably

Four in the morning yelling my name so they know it's me

Scramble and try to find my nigga's gun, I'm supposed to be

Prepared for the crazy, my lady screaming don't go to see

Fuck it, I'm going down to the kitchen to get the knife

Invite 'em all in my crib and then take everybody's life

Chop 'em all into pieces, pray to God they heat-less

He in D shit, play with their bodies in the name of Jesus

One, two, three, god damn it's just the cops

All the motherfuckers must've scramm' when we hit the block

I was gonna kill am I wrong to feel

For my loved safety I'll leave you permanently still

Trav said he caught them on camera they came to his place

Two teen girls and the guy yelling "where is Yates"

Damn some fans would've lost some lives on this day

Mistaken, I would've been erasing all of the kid's face

[Chorus: Tyler Lyon]

Am I my paranoid or scared

Or is this my nightmare

Were they ever really there?

Tell me if I'm tripping

Am I supposed to sit and wait

While they storm through the gate

Psycho just like Norman Bates

Tell me if I'm tripping

[Interlude 1: Brotha Lynch Hung]

Yeah, it's gonna be the shit, wait 'till you hear this, man. You on keyboard, I gotta get this fixed, man, damn... Alright, there we go. Alright man, sit over there though

[Verse 2: Brotha Lynch Hung]

Seven o'clock, I was upstairs

I was on the keyboard making that tear

Knock on the front door, C.O. got it

Niggas came in, I said "Yo, get in the closet"

Hit 'em with venom and run up in 'em while they rummagin'

Too many niggas was coming in, I wanna get me one

Hopin' niggas try me cause I'm finna feel like "fry me"

Eyes all Chinese, high off reefer

I'ma get deeper, turn to the Grim Reaper

Use a heat seeker when I creep with the heater

Leave a deep gash, bring the heat fast

Hit 'em with the venom, when I get 'em I'ma keep 'em

Giving them an enema, even if it's ten of 'em

Then I'ma, eat 'em like dinner in the cinema

Then I'ma, shit 'em out, get 'em out

In about twenty-four seconds I'ma fuck 'em in the ass

Tuck 'em in the grass, cut 'em up fast

Buttercup, shut 'em up, I'ma cut mass

I'ma cut lass, nigga he got it, he gotta fuck 'em up, yeah

Tell me if I'm tripping

[Chorus: Tyler Lyon]

Am I my paranoid or scared

Or is this my nightmare

Were they ever really there?

Tell me if I'm tripping

Am I supposed to sit and wait

While they storm through the gate

Psycho just like Norman Bates

Tell me if I'm tripping

[Interlude 2: Prozak, Woman]

I don't really wanna play this, guys... This isn't something to mess around with

Come on, it's just a game, nothing to worry about, sit down

(Hey, man, hand me one of those beers)

But it's not just a game...

It is, everything is gonna be fine, hand me a beer too. Come on, let's do it

[Verse 3: Prozak]

I can still remember, it was January twenty-third, 1994

And a group of us was chilling at the table, we was drinking  with our fingers on the Ouija board

Tryna summon spirits asking "Ouija, can you hear us?" never thinking what was in store

Then the dogs started barking, in the darkness, all of a sudden it was knocking at the front door

Then we started approaching, cautious as hell as we pulled the door open

Nervous adrenaline, seeming slow motion, no one was there, we went back to the board hoping

That we finally made contact, with the deity, apparition on the other side

Then it started moving out and soon it was spelling out the warning in the morning one of us would die

We decided to stop it, said our goodbyes, and left the apartment

On the way home Sarah hit a patch of ice, lost control of her car, hit the ditch and lost her life

[Bridge: Tyler Lyon]

Am I my paranoid or scared

Were they ever really there?

Tell me if I'm tripping

Am I supposed to sit and wait

While they storm through the gate

Psycho just like Norman Bates

Tell me if I'm tripping

[Outro]

(coughing) Fuck that shit, nigga, hmm, let's party