Released: September 12, 2000

Featuring: Paul Law

Songwriter: Tech N9ne

Producer: Don Juan

[Intro]
This is dedicated to my kids
Aliya Renée Yates and Dontez Antonio Yates

[Verse 1]
As I blaze the PM, I inhale with the scent of a million men
I exhale with dumpin' .17 up in the front, I am
In the midst of a crisis God knows all the sacrifices I made
Might have to heist to get paid despite
But can't just the price that a nigga played bitch made
Niggas think they know me, they don't know me
They phony, funny but they don't know
That I'm that ill type nigga that'll open that gut
Not much luck
I'm feelin' stuck with a capital S
Hit the cess, killed the stress
Rottin' away in the Midwest, I guess
They was right when they said I was such a psycho sight
Sick inside a slight
Deliver that makes me want to go Master P at night, right?
No more pain I complain and pray to God, and stuffs
It was unbearable until I tried Cocoa Puffs
That Chocolate Thai got me willin' to fly up in the sky
But when I lose altitude that high
Makes me wanna just come down and die
Who's responsible for this madness, me?
Who's responsible for this sudden strike of sadness, me?
I can see
I can look into your eyes
Smile and then to your surprise
I'll be yellin', "Die, nigga die" when all the bullets fly
Don't know how much longer I'll be on this Earth
Because I'm the worst type of nigga on this here turf
So disperse

[Chorus: Paul Law]
Living in misery
The worst, the worst, yeah
They keep tryna pull me under
But I been too long tryna make it over
The worst, the worst, yeah
After all that I been through
I just don't know what the hell to do

[Verse 2]
What it is, what it was and what it shall be
You tell me
'Cause this nigga ain't livin' healthy
Bitches think I got money from here to Sri Lanka
So I'm thinkin' of killin' you when I'm makin' love to you Bianca
Can't you see I ain't you seein' what I mean
I got plenty of mean streaks, my team tweaks
So my future seems bleak
Take a peak at me, I ain't happy she got me
Under child social services and shit for bein' a slacky pappy
My khakis are low saggin' from illegal tight little baggies
Push it to them on top of the world like James Cagney
Feel that agony
People naggin' me
My raggedy life ain't worth livin'
Sick of my aunt and uncle draggin' me
See me drink my life away, smokin', tokin' my life away
Tryin' to put this trife away in the deepest darkest hide away
If I could fly today to the Golden Gates
I could get away from this place of hell and fakes
But it might be too late
What it gonna be? D-E-A-D
Another S-T-A-T-I-S-T-I-C, that's me
Puffin' that stronger W-double E-D that hunger
Don't know how much longer I'll be on this Earth
Because I'm the worst type of nigga on this here turf
So disperse

[Chorus: Paul Law]
Living in misery
The worst, the worst, yeah
They keep tryna pull me under
But I been too long tryna make it over
The worst, the worst, yeah
After all that I been through
I just don't know what the hell to do

[Verse 3]
That's why I say F-A-H-Q if you ain't crew
Some busters on my hit list betta hope it ain't you
My pockets thin, about to sin
I got to spend about like 10
To get that Henn, to make that blend
To make that fool come up out his ends
Devilish thoughts, hell is feelin' kinda of crellish
God tell us what we got to do to make the motherfuckin' relish
Spell it out to me 'cause broke is embarrassin'
I'm psycho like Woody Harrelson
I can make a comparison
Like Aaron Yates, Norman Bates, perfect mates
Dippin' up in Ollie Gates
Bitches yellin', head is swellin'
Thinkin' of goin' to hell and bakin' with the beans
Got me fiend, murder for my green
Seems, I'm cursed not first
The last verse
I burst, into a blood thirst, but what is it worth?
No hearse, nobody's turf
Fuck planet Earth, disperse
Because you're dealin' with the worst (the worst)

[Chorus: Paul Law]
Living in misery
The worst, the worst, yeah
They keep tryna pull me under
But I been too long tryna make it over
The worst, the worst, yeah
After all that I been through
I just don't know what the hell to do

[Outro: Paul Law]
The worst
I know that it can't get no worst
The worst, the worst, yeah
After all that I been through
I just don't know what the hell to do

Tech N9ne

Aaron Dontez Yates (born November 8, 1971), better known by his stage name Tech N9ne, is a chopper-style rapper from Kansas City, Missouri. He has been rapping since 1985 and during the ’90s, he was in the hip-hop group Nnutthowze.

In 2000, Tech N9ne, along with Travis O'Guin, founded Strange Music, Inc, the independent record label currently owned by Tech and co-owned by O'Guin. Strange Music currently has 12 artists on its roster.

In 2006, he independently released his album Everready (The Religion), and though his album just prior–Absolute Power– is his highest selling album to date ( 358,000 copies sold), Everready is considered by many to still be his best work.