| Song | E.B.A.H. |
| Artist | Tech N9ne |
| Album | E.B.A.H. & Boiling Point |
| [Intro] | |
| I'm really 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 | |
| [Hook] | |
| What's my name? EBAH! | |
| Evil brain, angel heart | |
| Evil brain, angel heart | |
| Evil brain, angel heart | |
| Evil brain, angel heart! | |
| [Verse 1] | |
| F*cking right, I'm a maniac and I'm loving it | |
| Call me anything but my motherf*cking 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 sh*t! | |
| Really wanna f*ck a b*tch, 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 Chakratease or you can call me Tech N9ne | |
| But since I found my new sinister out of respect I'm | |
| [Hook] | |
| What's my name? EBAH! | |
| Evil brain, angel heart | |
| Evil brain, angel heart | |
| Evil brain, angel heart | |
| Evil brain, angel heart! | |
| [Verse 2] | |
| 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, as moody as Monica's menage | |
| 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 Socrates or you can call me Tech N9ne | |
| But since I found my new sinister out of respect I'm | |
| [Hook] | |
| What's my name? EBAH! | |
| Evil brain, angel heart | |
| Evil brain, angel heart | |
| Evil brain, angel heart | |
| Evil brain, angel heart! | |
| [Verse 3] | |
| 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 sh*t, 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, n*gga, 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, of the other sock | |
| 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) | |
| [Hook] | |
| What's my name? EBAH! | |
| Evil brain, angel heart | |
| Evil brain, angel heart | |
| Evil brain, angel heart | |
| Evil brain, angel heart! |
| Intro | |
| I' m really 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 | |
| Hook | |
| What' s my name? EBAH! | |
| Evil brain, angel heart | |
| Evil brain, angel heart | |
| Evil brain, angel heart | |
| Evil brain, angel heart! | |
| Verse 1 | |
| F cking right, I' m a maniac and I' m loving it | |
| Call me anything but my motherf cking 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 sh t! | |
| Really wanna f ck a b tch, 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 Chakratease or you can call me Tech N9ne | |
| But since I found my new sinister out of respect I' m | |
| Hook | |
| What' s my name? EBAH! | |
| Evil brain, angel heart | |
| Evil brain, angel heart | |
| Evil brain, angel heart | |
| Evil brain, angel heart! | |
| Verse 2 | |
| 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, as moody as Monica' s menage | |
| 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 Socrates or you can call me Tech N9ne | |
| But since I found my new sinister out of respect I' m | |
| Hook | |
| What' s my name? EBAH! | |
| Evil brain, angel heart | |
| Evil brain, angel heart | |
| Evil brain, angel heart | |
| Evil brain, angel heart! | |
| Verse 3 | |
| 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 sh t, 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, n gga, 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, of the other sock | |
| 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 | |
| Hook | |
| What' s my name? EBAH! | |
| Evil brain, angel heart | |
| Evil brain, angel heart | |
| Evil brain, angel heart | |
| Evil brain, angel heart! |