Tech N9ne Going Bad lyrics

Everything was suppose to be all Jesus
Everything was suppose to be all Jesus
But it seems like everything is all Satan
But it seems like everything is all Satan

Everything was suppose to be all Jesus
Everything was suppose to be all Jesus
But it seems like everything is all Satan
But it seems like everything is all Satan

In the new millennium you can't play with nobody's mind, man
Deliberately messing up a good thing or holding up a grind
And you already knowing life's a big fight against time, man
Crime minds really shine who's dying is the kind, man

When some of us find that life ain't beautiful
We switch to pharmaceuticals
Your nine to five ain't suitable for the cuticles
I'm going bad currently I keep ending up with even less than I had
Record company is dealing me something sad

How do you expect a man to sit and wait with three kids
For you to figure out what Tech's single is
Going bad I feel like I just might act a fool
When I see 'em gotta a nigga feeling petty looking forward to

Perdeium, I got some issues
Most of these record execs are soft as tissues
Defecate on they self when they hear some 'I'm gon' get yous'
Understand this when a Rogue's at, you're trying to hold back

His dough sack and try to bozac
And he go cock the 4, 4 back, you chose that
So cut these ties and I'll rise, let's compromise
Or else I'll hop a plane with my guys

QDIII said, it ain't all good
When you sign with a record label
Who ain't had a hot soundtrack ever since Boyz N Da Hood

I'm going bad, no luck
I'm going, bad, bad, bad so rough
I'm going bad, bad, bad no church
I'm going bad, bad, bad disperse
I'm going bad, feel me out now?

This life I live ain't extra, no angels to stand next to
To live a life that's better, I'll sacrifice whatever
This life I live ain't extra, no angels to stand next to
To live a life that's better, I'll sacrifice whatever

No one wants to see an angel in this world
In these days to them I am the epitome of evil
A found soul, looking to save the lost
To them I am death and of not wanting an evil man

For living expenses they gave me like thirty-five G's
Picture me in a hospital shot up with thirty IV's
That's what I really needed when I found out this drama, trauma
Instead of moving I should've kept all that
And continued to stay with my girl's momma

Gutter living got me tripping, I'm smoking bud daily
Gutter living got me tripping, I'm going blood crazy

Gutter living got me tripping I'm struggling like a bad actor
Gutter living got me sounding like The Madd Rapper

The bad influence, the bad apple, the bad seed, that's me
The bad people, The bad karma, the bad breed, mushroom tripping
Brain's a mushroom cloud finding groupies tugging
On my zipper while I'm hanging on to my vows

Demons surround me in triple stage darkness and taunt me
They know I'm the good guy going bad so they want me
All my family remembers way back in the day I was good
But they doubt now disperse I'm going bad
Feel me out now

This life I live ain't extra, no angels to stand next to
To live a life that's better, I'll sacrifice whatever
This life I live ain't extra, no angels to stand next to
To live a life that's better, I'll sacrifice whatever

To say going bad to most, ha, never been good
Just getting worst thoughts to destroy and to tear things apart
Thoughts to praise, adore and to love
The trick is, what voice is telling you what

Mind state of a pirate, I'm irate
Used to be cool till some straight fool lit the pilot
Will I be that mid-town bound
In the middle of a riot or at a warehouse?
Shipping platinum shaking hands with Violet

No love for the bane, false foes in the game
The Qwest wreck was a shame, t'was a journey full of pain
But Tech N9NE will remain, hella brave, and untamed
So make way for the reign I'm bringing Highland and Wayne

No thanks to Qwest, they on the receiving end of the gun
I cursed you every time I climb, you're getting fired, one by one
But taking one with me 'cause she knows
The true meaning of a modern day hippie
Who creates jewels off mushrooms and bombs sticky

Hog stylin', Mid West Side And Newday and King Tech and Sway
These are the people keeping me alive to this day much love
QD said, you can't make rell with a label who let Tipper Gore talk shit
And made 'em take Ice T's cop killer off the shelves

I'm going bad, no luck
I'm going bad, so rough
I'm going bad, no church
I'm going bad, disperse
I'm going bad, feel me out now

This life I live ain't extra, no angels to stand next to
To live a life that's better, I'll sacrifice whatever
This life I live ain't extra, no angels to stand next to
To live a life that's better, I'll sacrifice whatever

Right now I can't distinguish which voice I'm listening to
Am I evil or just another lost soul going bad
Or just been bad and getting worst