| I’m hella mixed up, yes, I know |
| A lot of good and bad stuff as I grow |
| So now that I gotta live life when I’m both all I can say |
| What’s my name? EBAH! |
| Evil brain, angel heart |
| Evil brain, angel heart |
| Evil brain, angel heart |
| Evil brain, angel heart! |
| Fucking right, I’m a maniac and I’m loving it |
| Call me anything but my motherfucking government |
| I can love a bit, no, a big my love’ll get |
| But in my brain I stay insane and I’m always on some other shit! |
| Really wanna fuck a bitch, E.B. can’t get enough of this |
| See me take what I stuck her with then I gotta run |
| and give it to another chick |
| Gutter trick, suck a dick! State the texture of a brick |
| Making them Magnum rubbers split, what a prick, the brother’s sick! |
| Now back to my love, like to go there |
| Even when it’s annoying like long nose hair |
| I can so share my heart in the cold air |
| And it’s no fair, the size of it is so rare |
| Bloody murder, muddy word of wretched death rhymes |
| Take me light and my darkness will take your breath time |
| Call me Chakra-tease or you can call me Tech N9ne |
| But since I found my new sinister out of respect I’m |
| What’s my name? EBAH! |
| Evil brain, angel heart |
| Evil brain, angel heart |
| Evil brain, angel heart |
| Evil brain, angel heart! |
| Liberate me, Lord |
| I’m an angel and on this wicked planet nobody understands my angle is love |
| I was sent from above, but I’ve landed in blood |
| Psycho bandit, I’ve become a frightful damage and scud |
| Missile you Mitchells are misinformed and mixed in the middle of my menace |
| Murderous, Michael Myers' my mimic |
| Mom, you made a monster, I’m making minions in minutes |
| Money motivated mishap asmodeus monikers mended |
| Feel like I’m on Molly, heart as big as my body |
| When a hottie gets naughty, it’s racing like a Ferrari |
| My obese heart swelling when it beats hard, telling me |
| To freak, not willing, like a beast, I’m yelling |
| Bloody murder, muddy word of wretched death rhymes |
| Take me light and my darkness will take your breath time |
| Call me chakra-tease or you can call me Tech N9ne |
| But since I found my new sinister out of respect I’m |
| What’s my name? EBAH! |
| Evil brain, angel heart |
| Evil brain, angel heart |
| Evil brain, angel heart |
| Evil brain, angel heart! |
| My heart, smell like, vanilla icing |
| If slicing my chest open, a light beam of nice things |
| Of Christ brings bright wings, placement from thy king |
| Knight, seems right around the corner in my dreams |
| Horse shit, piss and human puke is this smell |
| To whom ever wondered my level, this is hell |
| Inside my crown I kill a gangster with fecies pig tail |
| And I’ll live 137 years like Ishmael |
| Yeah. Nigga, it ain’t misspelled |
| E.B.A.H, there go creepy A. Yates |
| Using women as a bait, and they face, fishscale! |
| Just another nut, all the others suck |
| Sweet as a buttercup and fake as a rubber duck |
| Evil brain, angel heart, yes, I utter much |
| And I never cover up, why? |
| (I'm a Klusterfuk) |
| What’s my name? EBAH! |
| Evil brain, angel heart |
| Evil brain, angel heart |
| Evil brain, angel heart |
| Evil brain, angel heart! |