Tech N9ne — Low

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How could I be so down at a time like this, when I’m high like this
When the billboard charts when your major tours overseas when I fly like this
I’ve be thinking about the people that need me
They needy and all of the pain that I might miss
Sooner or later it seeks me reach me then bleed me, deep in the rain inside my
pit
I’m goin down now, because my mom frowns
In a research psychiatric center without her son around
And I’m deep off in this hole
When I’m out here rockin shows (they say)
I SHOULD BE HYPED CUZ MY LIFE IS SO ROCK N ROLL
But I feel like the Grinch mixed with Ebaneezer Scrooge

Let the fever ooze up out of me clouded me never eager to
Let up when I’m in an interview they probably thinkin they gonna hinder dude
Cuz he be lookin like he might offend the rule
Never intricate to remember blues
Because is always right here
With the henessy and light beer
Let it enter me and fight fear, yea
I know I quit but I started back
The homey called the gat
And my bodyguard Nicholas jus had a heart attack
I’m sinking again, I’m drinking again
Drownin and Wildin you breathin’ again
Is easy to sin when you bleeding within’
Needin the grin, cheese and recede in the spend
Lower than low, lower than low
Thats how I feel in the morning
Lower than low, lower than low
That’s how I sound when you callin’
Lower than low, lower than low
I’m high but feel like I’m falling
I’m sorry but I feel lower than low
My smile is forced
My style is warped
Morale is corpse
Now that my really good pound is torch
I’m just gone with the wind and I’m home with the gin
To the dome when I spin

I’m a zone cause the phone must be roamin again
Another tone I’m alone now don’t want me to spin
Time with I’m just mind this
Might find miss nine missed
I find my mind in this line dish
Dine quick not even a second for mindless
IN A MIDDLE OF A TIME WHEN THE MUSICS FLYIN I’VE DEPLETED MY KINDNESS
Low like the grasses, low like po folks on grass shit
I’m so below the casket, ragged pulse up the maggots
Why do I feel this illness, I’m lookin for somethin to come and kill this a
little bit
I got my head in the hills cause the real shit is momma is sufferin takin pills
with the stillness
And I feel it
I cant shake it
In any case my space is the basement
I cant erase my embrace of encasement
I’m chasin hatred my taste not complacin
So as I go to the flo
The industry finally opened the door
But now I’m in the mothafucka all I feel is, low
I’m sinking again, I’m drinking again
Drownin and Wildin you breathin’ again

Is Easy to sin when you bleeding within’
Needin the grin, cheese and recede in the spend
Lower than low, lower than low
Thats how I feel in the morning
Lower than low, lower than low
That’s how I sound when you callin’
Lower than low, lower than low
I’m high but feel like I’m falling
I’m sorry but I feel lower than low