Which One

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Godemis] Yeah, which one of ya idiots claims that you know me? You don't have a clue so back up lil' homie My headpiece is heated I hang with heretics We load up and lock and aim where the red is And bang where your head is I bet y'all will beat it "Oh Dean, that's my dawg" them words y'all gon' eat 'em My power circlin' small, I think outta the box And try different angles direct, tangled or not My shot's wet as a whistle, I'm on fire fam Y'all don't even know that's my column in y'all's diagram Who they want - Godi or Donnie, you better choose wisely Greet 'em with ketamine and that Adderall IV Try me Checking to see if the guy's fearin' ya They wishin' I would go stick my dick in the criteria It's all good Doin' the type of shit y'all wish y'all could Dippin' out with skaters through fuckin' acres in y'all hood [Hook: Godemis & Tech N9ne] Which one You fuckin' with Pick one You label this fiction You lookin' there is none, is none Which one You fuckin' with Pick one You label this fiction You lookin' there is none, is none [Verse 2: Murs] The story of my twin and I Pisces not a Gemini One of us is underwater other floatin' in the sky Highs and the lows of me Violence in the poetry My evil twin we goin' in, I told him to let go of me (Nigga let go!) Don't let nobody close to me Drunk when I'm not supposed to be I take a sip, start to trip and won't nobody know it's me One bottle Jameson Take it to the face and then Now I'm talking 'bout the bodies buried in my basement Spirits talking to me, I can hear 'em, I can see 'em too (see that shit) Looking in the mirror and I tell him it's just me and you One of us is goin' out The one that's always showin' out I put my fist right through the glass and told that bitch to close his mouth (shut the fuck up) Hand bleeding needing medical attention I'm feeling no pain, I'm in another dimension Next mornin' wake up, don't remember shit Bandage on my hand and dirty condom on my dick (Ugh) [Hook: Godemis & Tech N9ne] [Verse 3: Tech N9ne] Pick three and guess what you get, me I'm messed up and sickly The head is a mystery, quickly twist t With a idiotic mix-ly, hit exotic chicks gee Killin' got it history I've become a scumbag fuck-buddy needed to wipe after She got me and my lady's cum rag That's just one of the things I done bad Like when I put Dulcolax liquid mixed it within my brother's rum flask I can make a love potion, give you the ocean Then you wake up in a pit gettin' instructions on how to rub ya lotion You think I'm jokin' while listenin' to Drake's "The Motion" I put syphilis dick down her throat and that's without her havin' a notion I'm playin' I don't dare summon them other suckers That tell me to do bad There done and them under covers She think the demon's unfair Hung wants to love her lover After this verse she's not pickin' nary one of them motherfuckers [Hook: Godemis & Tech N9ne]