IT WAS YOU
Prozak & Krizz Kaliko Lyrics

When you see my smilin', I'm really frownin'
I hide my true emotions behind a smile

You think you're really wildin'? I'm killa clownin'
You believe you're acting crazy, but I'm the real insane one

Meaning I don't give a fuck about nothing you say that you do
I don't care at all about anything you claim to do

Because stupid is how everybody sounded
Everyone sounds foolish to me

Nigga you think you know me, but only if you knew me
You assume you understand me, but you truly don't

Homie, you would leave me by my lonely
If you knew me well, you would distance yourself from me

I'm thinking death and destruction
I'm consumed by thoughts of death and chaos

Images of blood and pus and I ain't looking for nothing but trouble
I envision violent and gruesome scenes, actively seeking trouble

Thinking of murdering you when I'm just lounging
I contemplate killing you casually

(That's just the devil, just the devil)
(Attributing my thoughts to the influence of the devil)

Block it out and keep it moving
I suppress those thoughts and continue on my way

I'm evil and it's pussy that I'm pursuing
I embody evil and actively seek sexual encounters

Gimme the Bible, yes I need it 'cause Tecca Nina's in ruin
I crave guidance from the Bible because my mind is in chaos

Mentally I'm fuckin' up when really I don't know what I'm doin'
I'm mentally deteriorating despite not realizing my actions

My tolerance for physical pain has gained rapidly
I have developed a high tolerance for physical suffering

I'm gobbling more thizzles then thangs but it came back at me
I consume drugs excessively, but they have negative consequences

The holy father must have flipped and became mad at me
I believe God has become angry with me

Because I'm pondering a wicked insane strategy
I'm contemplating a wicked and insane plan

How to end it all (Yeah), many men will fall (Yeah)
I contemplate suicide and expect others to suffer as well

Any sin I saw (Yeah), Nina been involved (Yeah)
I have been partaking in sinful actions

You don't really want it with me punk you don't have the gall
You don't truly desire to engage in conflict with me, you lack the courage

The taste of blood on my tongue makin' me want to brawl
The sensation of blood on my tongue fuels my urge to fight

No sentimental shit, death is the penalty
I have no sentimentality, death is the punishment

For any bitch you try to re-kindle this
Anyone who tries to reignite my aggression will suffer

It'll get your temple hit
It will lead to a violent attack on you

'Bout to bubble, about to pop just like a pimple get
I'm about to explode and unleash my anger, like popping a pimple

Send it something so insane I'm so not for simple shit
I will send something so crazy, I'm not interested in simplicity

So teeter totter mothafucka if you want it
You better be prepared for the consequences if you provoke me

But just keep it to the left of me, crazy 'til the death of me
Stay away from me, I'm insane and will be until I die

Pussy money more money blood and guts is the recipe
Sex, wealth, violence, and gore are the ingredients for success

Half and hell of drama for Nina is a necessity
A significant amount of chaos and drama is necessary for my persona

Good and bad is fightin' within me and I'm the referee
I constantly battle with my moral compass, being the judge of my actions

Shit is looking like it is evil getting the best of me
Evil seems to be overpowering my being

Bitches think I'm pleasant and really wantin' the sex with me
Women perceive me as charming and desire sexual encounters

I'm promisin' you I'm losing it, you don't really want to mess with me
I assure you, I'm becoming unhinged and you should avoid provoking me

You don't wanna see me run up with the thang (Cock back)
You don't want to witness me approaching with a weapon (ready to strike)

Make it chicka bang bang (You don't want it with me)
Bringing destruction and chaos (you don't want to be involved)

If you don't really want it nigga (Fall back)
If you're not truly prepared for the consequences, step back

'Cause to killas it ain't never been a thang (You don't want it with me)
For killers like us, it has never been a challenge (you don't want to engage)

And I can get in to ya if you feel you really want it
I can retaliate against you if you genuinely desire conflict

One of us ain't gonna make it out
Only one of us will survive this encounter

I'm kinda sick and psycho grab ya feelin' like a Michael
I'm mentally disturbed and psychotic, gripping you with a terrifying force

Push it you'll see what I'm talking 'bout
Push me and you'll experience what I mean

Betta load up your drums
Prepare your weapons

Load up your guns
Get ready with your firearms

Everybody better get to runnin'
Everyone should start fleeing

You don't want it with me
You don't want to engage in conflict with me

I'm a lyrical cynical rippin' ya pinnacle
I'm a sarcastic and critical artist, tearing apart your reputation

Damage anybody when I see they really want it with me
I harm anyone who shows a genuine desire to confront me

Techa-ninna told me nigga get money
My friend Techa-ninna advised me to pursue wealth

And never been dumby
And not to act foolishly

Shit on a nigga when he comin' funny with me
I degrade and disrespect someone who acts disrespectfully towards me

Follow the beat follow your feet
Move to the rhythm, follow your instincts

Gimme the weed keys G's
Pass me the marijuana, car keys, and money

And a quarter pound of bullets with a machete
And a significant amount of ammunition and a sharp knife

Mister Reese known for getting it poppin'
I, Mister Reese, am known for instigating conflicts

You niggas be droppin'
You guys end up getting killed

And when you do your albums be floppin'
And when you produce music, it fails commercially

When ever I spit it
Whenever I rap

Man better yet when ever I drop it
Or better yet, whenever I release my music

Your wifies gone cop it
Your wives will buy it

She even tell you nigga go cop it
She will even tell you to buy it

You don't want it with me
You don't want to engage in conflict with me

I'll fuck your life up like a disease
I will ruin your life like a contagious illness

I'm hauntin' your dreams
I'm invading your dreams, causing fear and disturbance

With a fully auto choppa them beams
Using a fully automatic firearm, firing bullets

Mayne yadadamean
You know what I mean

Ya life ain't shit but a dream
Your life is worthless, just a fleeting illusion

So just remember when your breathin' you don't want it with me
So, always remember, when you're alive, avoid any conflicts with me

And you don't want it from me
You don't want to experience conflict with me

See I'm believing that people are really angels and demons
I believe that people possess both good and evil qualities

Instead of human beings
Rather than just being ordinary humans

I'm havin' feelings of wanting to be the cause of you bleeding
I have a desire to inflict harm and make you bleed

Causin' your family to be grieving now your soul is leaving
Resulting in your family mourning your death as your spirit departs

Entered in my mind the raw holy words and religious battles
Raw, sacred words and religious conflicts occupy my thoughts

Keep 'em mutilated like cannibal over serpent rattles
I distort them, like a cannibal obsessed with snake rattles

I'm seeing shadows and bodies swingin' from gallows
I visualize shadows and corpses hanging from gallows

As I'm sitting in a circle surrounded by seven candles
While sitting in a circle, surrounded by seven lit candles

My eyes rolls back, I speak in tongues, I bleed from gums
My eyes roll back, I speak in incomprehensible languages, and my gums bleed

It's time to hit the streets with guns
It's time to take to the streets armed with guns

I'm bustin' seventy shots laughin' as the people run
I fire seventy shots, laughing as people flee in fear

I plead to be free from these evil deeds I've done
I beg to be liberated from the wicked acts I have committed

Until the pain coincides with my violence and agony
I want my pain to align with my violent and anguished nature

Oh the humanity, why does he keep stabbing me
Expressing my frustration, questioning why I continue to harm myself

But it's me that I'm stabbing, it's self-inflicted wounds
I'm inflicting the wounds upon myself, intentionally hurting myself

The Hitchcock of hip-hop, the end is comin' soon
I, like Alfred Hitchcock in the world of hip-hop, predict a forthcoming end