I'm on a roll guys! Just did the rest of You Don't Want It and fixed up Tech's verse to make it seem more professional. As usual, edit as you see fit. 
[Tech N9ne]
When you see me smilin, I'm really frownin,
You think you really whilin?
I'm killa clownin, meaning I dont give a fuck about nothing you say,
That you do because stupid is how everyone is soundin,
Nigga you think you know me but only if you knew me homie,
You would leave me by my lonely I'm thinkin death and destruction,
Images of blood and pussin I ain't lookin for nothin but trouble,
Thinkin of murderin you when I'm just loungin,
[this is just the devil, just the devil],
Black it out and keep it movin, I'm evil in this pussy that I'm pursuin,
Gimme the bible yes I need it cuz Tecca Nina's in ruin,
Mentally I'm fuckin up and I dont really know what I'm doin,
My tolerance for physical pain is gained rapidly,
I'm gobblin more thizzles in thangs before it came back at me,
The holy father must have flipped it became mad at me,
Because I'm partnerin on wicked insane strategies,
How to end it all, many men'll fall, and he sent us all,
Nina been involved, you don't really want it with me punk you dont have the gall,
And the taste of blood on my tongue makin me wanna brawl,
That sentimental shit, back at the penalty for any bitch who try to rekindle,
This what'll get your temple hit, bout ta bubble up bout ta pop just like a pimple get,
Sayin somethin so insane I'm sowin off of simple shit,
So teena tina mothafucka if you wanna but just keep it to the left of me
Crazy to the death of me, pussy money mo money blood and guts is the recipe,
Havin hella drama for Nina is a necessity,
Good and bad is fightin within me and I'm the referee,
Shit is lookin like it is even gettin the best of me,
Bitches think I'm pleasant and really wantin to sex with me,
I promise you I'm losin it, you dont really wanna mess with me
[Mr. Reece]
Betta load up ya drugs, load up ya guns, everybody betta get to runnin,
You don't want it with me, imma lyrical sin, from rippin ya pinnacle,
Damage anybody when I see they really want it with me,
Tecca Nina told me we can get money and never for dummies,
Shit on a nigga with it comin funny with me,
Follow the beat, follow ya feet,
Give me the weed, keys, g's and a quarter pound of bullets with a machete,
Mr. Reece known for gettin and poppin you niggas for droppin it,
When you do your honors we floppin whenever I spit it,
Naw better yet whenever I drop it yo wifey gon cop it,
She even tell you nigga don't pop it you don't want it with me,
I'll fuck ya life up like a disease, I'm hauntin ya dreams,
With a fully auto chopped with them beans, ya yadadamean?
Yo life ain't shit but a dream, so just remember when you're breathin you don't want it with me
[Prozak]
And you don't want it from me, see I'm believin that people are really angels and demons instead of human beings,
I'm havin feelings of wanting to be the cause of you bleeding,
Causin yo family to be grinning now ya soul's our's baby,
And to the mind of our holy wars and religious battles,
People mutilated like cannibal of the serpent rattles,
I'm seein shadows and bodies swingin from gallows as I'm sitting in the circle surrounded by seven candles,
My eyes roll back, I speak in tongues, I bleed from gums,
It's time to hit the streets with guns, I'm bustin 70 shots laughin,
As the people run, I'm pleadin to be free from these evil deeds I've done,
And till my pain coincides with my violence and agony,
Oh the humanity, why does he keep stabbing me??
When it's me that I'm standin with self inflicted wounds,
The hitchcocka, hip hoppa, and it's comin soon
[Tech N9ne]
When you see me smilin, I'm really frownin,
You think you really whilin?
I'm killa clownin, meaning I dont give a fuck about nothing you say,
That you do because stupid is how everyone is soundin,
Nigga you think you know me but only if you knew me homie,
You would leave me by my lonely I'm thinkin death and destruction,
Images of blood and pussin I ain't lookin for nothin but trouble,
Thinkin of murderin you when I'm just loungin,
[this is just the devil, just the devil],
Black it out and keep it movin, I'm evil in this pussy that I'm pursuin,
Gimme the bible yes I need it cuz Tecca Nina's in ruin,
Mentally I'm fuckin up and I dont really know what I'm doin,
My tolerance for physical pain is gained rapidly,
I'm gobblin more thizzles in thangs before it came back at me,
The holy father must have flipped it became mad at me,
Because I'm partnerin on wicked insane strategies,
How to end it all, many men'll fall, and he sent us all,
Nina been involved, you don't really want it with me punk you dont have the gall,
And the taste of blood on my tongue makin me wanna brawl,
That sentimental shit, back at the penalty for any bitch who try to rekindle,
This what'll get your temple hit, bout ta bubble up bout ta pop just like a pimple get,
Sayin somethin so insane I'm sowin off of simple shit,
So teena tina mothafucka if you wanna but just keep it to the left of me
Crazy to the death of me, pussy money mo money blood and guts is the recipe,
Havin hella drama for Nina is a necessity,
Good and bad is fightin within me and I'm the referee,
Shit is lookin like it is even gettin the best of me,
Bitches think I'm pleasant and really wantin to sex with me,
I promise you I'm losin it, you dont really wanna mess with me
[Mr. Reece]
Betta load up ya drugs, load up ya guns, everybody betta get to runnin,
You don't want it with me, imma lyrical sin, from rippin ya pinnacle,
Damage anybody when I see they really want it with me,
Tecca Nina told me we can get money and never for dummies,
Shit on a nigga with it comin funny with me,
Follow the beat, follow ya feet,
Give me the weed, keys, g's and a quarter pound of bullets with a machete,
Mr. Reece known for gettin and poppin you niggas for droppin it,
When you do your honors we floppin whenever I spit it,
Naw better yet whenever I drop it yo wifey gon cop it,
She even tell you nigga don't pop it you don't want it with me,
I'll fuck ya life up like a disease, I'm hauntin ya dreams,
With a fully auto chopped with them beans, ya yadadamean?
Yo life ain't shit but a dream, so just remember when you're breathin you don't want it with me
[Prozak]
And you don't want it from me, see I'm believin that people are really angels and demons instead of human beings,
I'm havin feelings of wanting to be the cause of you bleeding,
Causin yo family to be grinning now ya soul's our's baby,
And to the mind of our holy wars and religious battles,
People mutilated like cannibal of the serpent rattles,
I'm seein shadows and bodies swingin from gallows as I'm sitting in the circle surrounded by seven candles,
My eyes roll back, I speak in tongues, I bleed from gums,
It's time to hit the streets with guns, I'm bustin 70 shots laughin,
As the people run, I'm pleadin to be free from these evil deeds I've done,
And till my pain coincides with my violence and agony,
Oh the humanity, why does he keep stabbing me??
When it's me that I'm standin with self inflicted wounds,
The hitchcocka, hip hoppa, and it's comin soon
