Bring it!
C is for the Chemistry. X for the unknown
This band sucks ball, ain’t no what you lookin for
turn off the stereo don’t play this at home
this ain’t no J.Lo singin Hit On The Floor
ain’t nothin’ new, it’s fuel for your disses
It’s all you ever hated talkin shit in late 90s
Oh no I’m not here to reminisce
It’s a warning note like “I told you so!” before you get into my psycho show
Now that I fucked you up once tonight
I'ma get you fucked up twice in line
I can drink some napalm, sip cyanide
swim in citric acid and stay alive
Getcha welcome to the psycho show
It’s the chemistry fuckin’ up your self-control
Where the right is wrong and the wrong is right
Now getcha welcome to the psycho sh...
Shit Chemistry-X is so real! ain’t all about fucked up wannabe deal
Grab ya pen grab ya penis write ya bullshit write ya stories
Close your eyes, bitch me up, don’t say I didn’t warn you
I’ma do and lay what da fuck is in my head, right?!
It’s like when you get on stage makin’ mofos goin’ nuts
Come on it’s time to cut it up, shut it up
A flow you cannot stand push the button make me stop
Chemistry-X is glad to introduce the psycho-show
Ladies and gentleman
You better buck buck buckle up!
It’s the same ole story to make you jump
And you wanna jump with us!
Getcha welcome to the psycho show
It’s the chemistry fuckin’ up your self-control
Where the right is wrong the wrong is right
Now getcha welcome to the psycho show!