Twisted
Nichia Cayson Lyrics
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I gets
More trips than a
Little bit
I smoked
More dips than a
Little bit
I'm not that regular
I can't wait
Till i can fly
Away from
My competitor
Yeah Santana
Can die
My psychosis
Hopeless
Focus
Notice
My metamorphosis
Folks is
Broke and jokeless
Picture me in a syringe
Inserted
In an over exerted
Felon
Antidote having 'em running
Eternally
Across the helland
Dwamn
Losing my sanity
Living up in
Les miserables
Fuck bitter broads
This shit is gonna have us stacking
If there is a God
Imma take the
X away from generation
Place it at
The end of S.E.
For the duration
Upon the level
Tell the devil to what
Skip a human
Imma tell him
Behold pale horses
Like us
Shame on a nigga
When he's feeling
Hella down
for a ninety-nine killing
Ain't giving a
Fuck I'm putting Nair
In your leave in hair conditioner
Now you Hari Krishna
To my listeners
In this rhyme
You will find
Psychotic scriptures
Saying it's something
Disrupting my mind
(Hook 1)
TECH N9NE
Your mind is fine
There's just not anyone
Like you
The whole wide world
Don't matter
No
They can't flow
Like you
Understand
(Hook 2)
My thoughts are twisted
So mixed up
(repeat x 4)
Verse 2:
A
I'm lifted
be
I'm twisted
see
I'm sick and sadistic
A,be , and see
Something's I do
I just can't stand
Up in my bathroom
I sex
Six women
Mentally
Just me and me
Me and my faithful
Right hand man
Tie up a Muslim
And shoot him with liquid pork
On Ramadan
With force
I'll make a Christian
Read their kids
The necronomicon
On Christmas
Don't trip on this lyrical syphilis
I flip this
So the yonks will catch vapors
Like menthalyptus
I'll feed a dominatrix patient
Pain pills
Give Wu haters permanent
Fang grills
Trick the artist formerly known
And give him
The same slave deal
I'll lift a couple of
Dr. Dre's reels
Sell 'e to Snoop
And No Limit Soldiers
Just so i can see
How paid feels
Hazy Shade
Of decade
Hookers with grave shields
Where AIDS fills
The carcass
Bet a milli on it
Techa N9na be the darkest
Heartless
I spark from the gut
So what the fuck
I'm trying to contain
The insane
But what
(Hook 2)
Verse 3:
Welcome to my
Asylum
It's hectic
They call me dyslexic
Rogue infested
More vicious than Cujo
Fraudulent tested
The punks arrested
Got the neck slit
Exit
I'm twisted
I know Hollywood backwards
Says doowylloh
Force feed me a
Sumo
For about nine weeks
Playing Club
Nuevo
Till he's blue
Though
Then stuff him in the front seat of a
Yugo
Body filled with beef and toaster
Strudel
Let up the break
And watch him race
To the intersection
Now he's through
Though
Yastuvo
I slide with a gang
Of twisted individuals
Somebody better be
Looking for the criminal tendencies
Never will they get us
In the penitentiaries
Killa
Millimeter N9ne rips vinyl
I know
Mix flow like Korean Albino
Wino
Once breeded an elephant
With a rhino
Called it the hell if I know
Throw Chuck Manson
Off in a pit
Of militant Jews
Banging hella opera
The real meaning
Of helter skelter
Is when they skin that
Forehead swastika
Am I twisted
Am I twisted
I'm twisted
Better keep your distance
Mama gotta call the Psychiatrics
For mental assistance
(Hook 1)
(Hook 2)
The lyrics of Nichia Cayson's song "Twisted" are undoubtedly reflective of the artist's state of mind. Cayson portrays himself in the song as delusional, filled with remorseless anger and hatred towards society. In the first verse, Cayson glorifies his recklessness by stating he makes more trips and smokes more dope than the average person, thus suggesting that he's abnormal, and society should not judge him. Cayson also acknowledges that his mental state is problematic and often disturbed, shown by his reference towards his "psychosis" and "metamorphosis." Since the song is called "Twisted," it's evident that Cayson is referencing his distorted perception of reality.
The second verse continues with Cayson's depiction of his unstable mentality. He claims that he's twisted, sick, and sadistic. Cayson uses religious and cultural references to further his disturbing narrative, with mention of Muslims during Ramadan, the Necronomicon on Christmas, and liquid pork. Cayson also mentions lifting Dr. Dre's reels giving them to No Limit Soldiers to feel the 'paid feeling.' The final verse of the song depicts Cayson as an individual who has little regard for societal norms. The lyrics mention a pit filled with militant Jews and mentions the real meaning of "helter-skelter," all while questioning his sanity throughout the song.
Line by Line Meaning
I gets More trips than a Little bit
I frequently attain success, beyond normal levels
I smoked More dips than a
I have consumed more drugs and traveled farther than normal
I'm not that regular When stepping
I am not like ordinary people
I can't wait Till i can fly
I look forward to achieving greater levels of success
Away from My competitor
I want to leave behind those who challenge me
Yeah Santana Can die
I don't care about the opinions of people like Santana
My psychosis Hopeless Focus Notice
I am struggling with my mental health, yet still very aware of my surroundings
My metamorphosis Folks is Broke and jokeless
I am changing and becoming more successful while those around me are poor
Picture me in a syringe Inserted In an over exerted Felon Antidote having 'em running Eternally Across the helland Dwamn Losing my sanity
I imagine myself trapped in drug addiction and surrounded by criminals, leading to my own insanity
Living up in Les miserables Fuck bitter broads This shit is gonna have us stacking
I am living in profound poverty and refuse to waste my time on unhappy relationships; my success will lead to wealth
If there is a God Imma take the X away from generation Place it at The end of S.E. For the duration Upon the level
I believe that I am a creator, and I will remove the negative things in life for future generations
Tell the devil to what Skip a human Imma tell him Behold pale horses Like us Shame on a nigga When he's feeling Hella down for a ninety-nine killing
I am invincible and look down upon those who fail; I am also unafraid of death
Ain't giving a Fuck I'm putting Nair In your leave in hair conditioner Now you Hari Krishna
I am doing whatever I want, even if it hurts others
To my listeners In this rhyme You will find Psychotic scriptures Saying it's something Disrupting my mind
Through my music, I share my experiences of inner turmoil and despair to my listeners
TECH N9NE Your mind is fine There's just not anyone Like you The whole wide world Don't matter No They can't flow Understand
There is nobody like me in the world; not everyone can maintain the same level of success as me
My thoughts are twisted So mixed up
My thoughts are complicated and difficult to understand
I'm lifted I'm twisted I'm sick and sadistic
I am on drugs and experiencing psychological distress
Something's I do I just can't stand
There are things that I do that I regret
Up in my bathroom I sex Six women Mentally Just me and me Me and my faithful Right hand man
I have engaged in sexual activities alone or with partners in a private space
Tie up a Muslim And shoot him with liquid pork On Ramadan
I am capable of doing terrible things to people of different religions
With force I'll make a Christian Read their kids The necronomicon On Christmas
I can force people to do things against their will and even on a holiday
Don't trip on this lyrical syphilis I flip this So the yonks will catch vapors Like menthalyptus
My music may be offensive to some, but it spreads like a virus
I'll feed a dominatrix patient Pain pills Give Wu haters permanent Fang grills
I have the power to influence others to do harmful things
I'll lift a couple of Dr. Dre's reels Sell 'e to Snoop And No Limit Soldiers Just so i can see How paid feels
I am both envious of and curious about achieving great wealth
Hazy Shade Of decade Hookers with grave shields Where AIDS fills The carcass Bet a milli on it Techa N9na be the darkest Heartless
I am surrounded by danger, death, and disease, and I remain unaffected and uncaring
I slide with a gang Of twisted individuals Somebody better be Looking for the criminal tendencies Never will they get us In the penitentiaries Killa Millimeter N9ne rips vinyl
I surround myself with dangerous people and am constantly aware of the criminal world
I know Mix flow like Korean Albino Wino Once breeded an elephant With a rhino Called it the hell if I know
My imagination and creativity are limitless and wild, mixing seemingly unrelated things and producing absurd results
Throw Chuck Manson Off in a pit Of militant Jews Banging hella opera The real meaning Of helter skelter Is when they skin that Forehead swastika
I am capable of extremely violent, offensive thoughts
Am I twisted Better keep your distance Mama gotta call the Psychiatrics For mental assistance
I am aware of my inner demons and the need for psychological help
Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC
Written by: JEFFREY B. ATKINS, JERRY STOKES, TANISHA CAREY
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