This song is dedicated to Brian B'zl Dennis
and all of the 57th Street Rogue Dog Villians
Real Riot Makers.
This one right here's for the Riot Makers!
The moshers! The stompers! The jail breakers!
We gon start this shit off right!
We got KCMO in the house tonight!
We gon start this shit off right! (Off right!)
We got Tecca Nina in the house tonight! (Come on!)
This is the moment for riders and thugs
Strippers and body bag, zippers and violence and drugs
Poverty, a bunch of minorities die in the clubs
They say my music's making 'em lose it, I write it in blood
This is my music for all my people missing my music
Keep listening to it, ain’t like I said get a pistol and use it
Satan shot my homie Maintain with a missile and blew it
for the industry, cause he was one of the truest..
I don't know why they keep pumping it's something
Maybe in the music when it be pumping
it's crunk and it's hella haterific
Throw your set up in the air is all the DJs really wanna play
when it’s over it’s looking bloody and Satanistic
Killas from everywhere listen to me when I be bussin shit
I’m turbulent, some get nervous when I wreck arenas
Concert promoters in Honolulu don't wanna see me
cause they say that Somoans will riot on Tecca Nina cause I'm a..
RIOT MAKER! That's if you don't know... I'm a..
RIOT MAKER! They mosh at my shows... I'm a..
RIOT MAKER! And I come out bustin... I'm a..
RIOT MAKER! RIOT MAKER! I don't give a damn about nothing!
Slide faker... I'm a skyscraper..
Riot maker
Hop in a mosh pit fa sho!
You push, you shove, you get elbowed!
Back on cause this for Fat Tone and Mac Dre
all of the soldiers who got gone on that day
All my people's thats sitting in prison
this is for you so wont you listen to the shit that I'm spitting?
Fuck the law and the government they'll hem yo ass up
They'll do everything in their power to get a fast buck
No right or wrongs, just killer bees out for your honeycomb
Bet you find out, when you bind out, when you bond out you can be free if you money long
Ever been to one of my shows? Yeah, it might be crazy
In Ohio, a chick got a little too hyphy, baby
Stage diving and crowd surfing couldn't hold back
But they dropped her, now she's unconscious with her skull cracked
Now when this happened, it wasn't even during my set
They wanted me to give a signed poster to the hospital
Bet when Travis told me we got papers, I thought he was playing..
This bitch is suin Tecca Nina for a hundred grand! Cause I'm a..
RIOT MAKER! That's if you don't know... I'm a..
RIOT MAKER! They mosh at my shows... I'm a..
RIOT MAKER! And I come out bustin... I'm a..
RIOT MAKER! RIOT MAKER! I don't give a damn about nothing!
Slide faker... I'm a skyscraper..
Riot maker
Stand back if you frightened!
Yeah! Get back cause we fighting!
I'm a skyscraper..
That's why everybody in my past is trynna to get a little piece of my paper
Man I swear, the Nina will never love them, plug them
when I'm rolling with Skatterman and Snug Brim!
It's Skatterman, cat, Strange Music's black sheep. (Why?)
Cause I'm still counting money off the back streets
Every city, every show, I got to pack heat
This ain't no fucking rap song, check my rap sheet
I'm one of a kind, turn one into nine
Blow your head of your shoulders, dog, it's nothing but time
And I never raise my voice. You a bum, why should I holler on you?
With a whisper I can drop a couple dollars on you
Sss..sss... sick them rottweilers on you
Killers busting out the windows of Impalas on you
A made man in the streets, I made grands
Wrote lyrics about my life, dropped an album, and made fans
Now I'm chilling on tour with the redhead wonder
Did 57 shows in a three month summer
On the deuce bitch ass nigga fucking with Tech
gonna be found in Swope Park with his nuts in his neck
Like you ain't know, we put it down like this
Snug Brim, Kansas City, Missouri, uzi,groupies,doobies, fifths
You Suzie Q's ain't no excuse for the sick
So watch your tongue, if you’re whooping
I’ll get to shootin’ over you and your bitch
You just assume you tried the shoes, and they fit
You never knew that I lose you off in the section with your dude in the ditch
Whether it's rapping dog, or moving them bricks
I keep it gutter little homie, look my records, see I'm doing it thick
As you can tell I ain't no regular nigga... I'm filled with star quality
Blow indo with bitches thats naked... and watch your broad swallow me
It’s only so long you can fake it.. so don't try ta follow me
And still can't get back up on your feet... found right back where you ought to be
I see you frowning cause Strange Music got it locked boy
Invest yo stock boy, Kansas City hot boy
It's really fuck a hata, some some weed, get your paper
You can see me now or later, motherfucking Riot Maker.
Cause I'm a...
RIOT MAKER! That's if you don't know... I'm a..
RIOT MAKER! They mosh at my shows... I'm a..
RIOT MAKER! And I come out bustin... I'm a..
RIOT MAKER! RIOT MAKER! I don't give a damn about nothing!
Slide faker... I'm a skyscraper..
Riot maker
We will... shut this muthafucka down
We will... tear up your motherfucking town!
Since 1985... Six, six, triple eight, forty six, ninety nine, three..
Welcome... to Everready..
Huh, my nigga Don Juan
Damn, been knowin' you for a long time, nigga
We did a lot of shit together, man on this music tip, man
Beautiful shit we did, dog
Remember when we went out to LA, man
With Quincy, man made all that shit pop
With Yuckmouth and everybody, Dub C, everybody
We had a lot of good times, dog, know what I'm sizzlin'
But that shit's about to come to an end, dog
Ya know never have I ever crossed anybody, y'all niggas know me
The sands of time have already started to pour against you, dog
So listen hard 'cause I'mma speak real softly like this
Just think, what if I could just
Just blink this shit away
Niggas think because a nigga bust
I got grips and grips of pay
The pain grows in fame and Kangols with change
And strange hoe's who bang in range roves for thangs
Same shows with lames, the rainbows will stain
Insane foes who drain and hang bro's with brains
If you caught it that means you got it
And if you brought it that means you should've shot it
'Cause I'm about to drop the real nina
Ya need a lot to kill a leader prop the nina
Nigga or pop the milli meter
De'marco I'm 'bout to spark flow
Your bark so harsh but parts gon' make you heart blow
Blood and don't be buzzin' me, cuzzin' me, buggin' me
'Bout dubs, I'll be mud till these clubs really lovin' me
It hurts my nigga to hurt my nigga, but hurt my nigga
Is what's inspirin' these spurts my nigga
At first my nigga, used to be my homey, used to be my ace
Yellin' you gon' slap the taste out my mouth
Nigga, I never scare, sebwafares everywhere
If you need me, believe me it's easy
To put holes in Shakra teasy, watch the weezy
These glocks'll talk for sheezy
Some say I should worry
And watch where I walk
(Yeah)
Yada, yada, yada
Nigga, that's just talk
I'm a friend, if I was a foe I would be
Knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock
Knock, knock, knockin' at yo' front door
Some say I should worry
And watch where I walk
(Yeah)
Yada, yada, yada
Nigga, that's just talk
I'm a friend, if I was a foe I would be
Knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock
Knock, knock, knockin' at yo' front door
The industries faulty, industry salty
The industry cost me, industry brought me
Pain
The industry taught me, industry caught me
Strange
And you niggas know that the industries awfully
Vain
I ain't a snake, nigga, all I did is make niggas
Money was sunny, now it's funny, you playa hate
Niggas, over some cake the fate of a show me state
Nigga in my face will be Don Juan the great, to late nigga
I don't speak a lot, I peep a lot, I creep a lot
And people who speak are usually weak and out four
Peace and don't beef a lot remember we used to kick it like bros
Now you niggas act like bitches and hoe's with your licorice souls
Tecca9 I got the wickedest flows
No kid in his mold on misery
Never will get wit this rogue, I'm pissed
At his whole little facade of crip that is sold
Instead of a rap I should've twisted his nose
Who kept short nitty from killin' you? Me
Who kept Dyamund from drillin' you? Me
Who kept villain niggas from vill dealin' you? Me
So now you can take away me and keep on talkin'
Crazy and I'mma let 'em know
Where you keep yo baby
And where you stay D
Some say I should worry
And watch where I walk
(Yeah)
Yada, yada, yada
Nigga, that's just talk
I'm a friend, if I was a foe I would be
Knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock
Knock, knock, knockin' at yo front door
Knock, knock, knockin' at yo' front door
Some say I should worry
And watch where I walk
(Yeah)
Yada, yada, yada
Nigga, that's just talk
I'm a friend, if I was a foe I would be
Knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock
Knock, knock, knockin' at yo' front door
You can't turn enough mutha fuckers against me
You can't find a harder rapper that'll convince me
I'm wit the Canty's, the Ashby's, the Whitebears
LeJeunes, the Harrises and the mutha fuchkin' Timley's
The Theorys, the Byers, the Kennedies
You know the families that are known to be bad for humanity
Can he be bad? Can he be tough? Can he be rough
No cream puff suckas end up be rough enough
Nobody likes you, not even yo bitches, imma witness
They sick of yo disrespectful way of speakin'
Explicit always talkin' about how big yo dick is
Better hope Anghellic go multi platinum
And then get your riches
Blood, this is the end of men who were once friends
And then, one asshole thought he was somethin'
When punks bend over they get fucked
Get fucked
Hand over them Tech tapes or get stuck
Get stuck
You must think I'm soft for talkin' to Icy Roc
Bout knockin' the nina out, I'm trippin without a doubt
Imma tell you who really is ya friends Vell Barkardi
And maybe you and him can get together and tell it like it is again
It's over, man, I hope you brought ya Novocaine
I know the pain is slowly taking over brain
So calm that muthafuckin' wombat
I don't need no Don Juan tracks to come bomb on raps
Some say I should worry
And watch where I walk
(Yeah)
Yada, yada, yada
Nigga, that's just talk
I'm a friend, if I was a foe I would be
Knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock
Knock, knock, knockin' at yo' front door
Some say I should worry
And watch where I walk
(Yeah)
Yada, yada, yada
Nigga, that's just talk
I'm a friend, if I was a foe I would be
Knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock
Knock, knock, knockin' at yo' front door
That's what I'm speakin' on dog thats real shit
Nigga once said to me, nigga walk around like his shit don't stink
Gonna cut ya nose off and stick up ya ass
So you can smell that shit, man ya know what I'm sizzlin', dog
You drew first blood man that was dog shit
You know what I'm sizzlin' that ain't no friend
Talkin' bout knockin' me out nigga
Ya know what are we, yo
Dr. Dre, here I come
Timbaland, here I come
Neptunes, here I come
Rik Rok, here I come
Alchemist, here I come
Sick Jack, here I come
Boscoe, here I come
Swizz Beats, here I come
Trackmasters here I come
Don Juan be done
Relish niggas talk shit they bring it not anough get they dome split, and if u think im set trippin im hella SET, rippin rymes sluggin slimes spit on my face so i write a notha ryme, oh wait should i slow down fuck no mitch not if u aint down wit the clown, town where im from spokane got a gun, shit betta run comin through yo abdomon,wen im comen wit my slug cause u talkin to much shit, damn im equiped, pull out yo knife, shit, i got a tech, 12 guage pump in the trunk not to minchen im hella drunk, meaning wont hesitate, put u 6 feet hela unda ground yo family cryin i be lyin tellin them that he was suicidal.
(chorus) rage, 12 guage, one mo down
page, my age, im a clown(3 times)
Im a clown in every word u heard, mitch bade hatas pull out the mah fuckin word, so we move time 4 war people dyin every where its crazy mitch bade niggaz at home they lazy, probably blazin theyre weed up chronic gon so now wat sup, playin video games at home all hours of the day recieve a check i work my ass off dont even make half of wut u make FACT u a bitch, a snitch in every way u play the game and get hated for the fame u make its true u dont half to ask me ask the world now u see whos g.
(chorus) rage, 12 guage, one mo down
page, my age, ima clown (3 times)
The Only Real Place To Be
Mid-Dle Of All Controversey
West End Of The Mississippi
Welcome To The Midwest
Pistol Packin And Money Mackin Rappin About The City Where Killas Keep It Crackin Too Dark And Gritty Back In The Dizzy Jackin Was Happenin Gafflin Many
Cacklin Now We Packaging Crack And The Addict Will Pop. Kansas City Missouri Feel The Fury Of The Inner City Poverty Stricken Novelty Spittin, Follow Me
Quick Into The Bottom We Gotta Be Thizzin No Frickin Apology Given You Trippin We Lick A Shot. Get Ready To Brawl Hometown Breakin A Jawbone Clown You
Aint A Criminal Killa Be Ready To Get Up And Fall On Down Look At The Darkside Full Of The Gangbangin Hookers With Choppers And The Coppers They Keep The
Thangs Rangin. You Aint Gotta Be Killa Gangsta To Know That You Can Die Tryna Hide Sides Thangs Fo The Dough After The Club Pimpin And Skippin Cuz They
Trippin Off In The Mo
It Doesnt Matter Where U Go, Where You've Been
Beautiful Foreign Lands U Been In
Gun Play Rains, Summer And Shine
Stay Inside U Will Be Fine
Ill Show You Follow Me
Welcome To The Midwest
Its A City Where Anybody Can Cause You Bodily Harm When You Walk On My City Hardly Armed Hardly Safe To Show Ya Face Apes Will Erase With Lethal Blades
Blaze Ya Fo The Papa Nowhere To Hide On Either Side Of The Wild The Gucci The Prada Krizz And The Millimeter Follow'll Holla We Scream Go Get Ya Some
Things Go Get You A Thing Load It Up With Hollow Ones Light It Up Like A Hallogen Look At The Crime Rate, No Wonder Why I Hate Niggas Keepin They People
Im Seekin Em When U Leavin Em People The ?Bay? They'll Take Em Away If It Aint In The Day Hurry Get Ur People Outa The Cage The Midwest Its More Than Just
A Lil Chaotic And If We Aint Got It We Plottin Of Robbin Em For They Chips Thatll Be The Nature Of The Beast To Keep The Peace I Keeps My Peice When Im In
The Midwest
It Doesnt Matter Where U Go, Where You've Been
Beautiful Foreign Lands U Been In
Gun Play Rains, Summer And Shine
Stay Inside U Will Be Fine
Ill Show You Follow Me
Welcome To The Midwest
Hands Up If Ya Wit It Stand Up Did Ya Get It Midwest Do Ya Dig It We The Shizer
Damn Tough, We Can Get It Manned Up When Ya Make A Big Stress Hella Wicked Recongnize Us
Hands Up If Ya Wit It Stand Up Did Ya Get It Midwest Do Ya Dig It We The Shizer
Damn Tough, We Can Get It Manned Up When Ya-Welcome To The Midwest
If U Trippin We Givin Ya A Labotamy, Cannibal U Hannibal Couldnt Imagine My Psycholigy
Poppin Better Be The Way Ya Thinkin Of Stoppin Me Get On Top Me Quick Before I Bring What I Got On Me Click
The Money The Mackin The Murder Is All That We Know
With The Sun And The Black On The Dirt Imma Gather Me Dough
If Ya Hustlin Maybe The Place U Can Get It For Low Get Ya Package Pack It Gotta Get It And Go
Never Walk In My City When Alone Better Draw Down
Move The Babies Out The Way Catch A Stray In The K-Town
Boss In My City Never Crawl Never Fall Down
When The Millameter Spay In Ya Way Ya Betta Lay Down
Gangsta Mobstas Everybody Knows
Cuz In The Town Ya Wanna Clown Around At The Shows
Pack The Milli Cuz Everybody Silly So Get Ready To Hti The Flo'
It Doesnt Matter Where U Go, Where You've Been
Beautiful Foreign Lands U Been In
Gun Play Rains, Summer And Shine
Stay Inside U Will Be Fine
Ill Show You Follow Me
I gets
More trips than a
Little bit
I smoked
More dips than a
Little bit
I'm not that regular
When stepping
I can't wait
Till I can fly
Away from
My competitor
Yeah Santana
Can die
My psychosis
Hopeless
Focus
Notice
My metamorphosis
Folks is
Broke and jokeless
Picture me in a syringe
Inserted
In an over exerted
Felon
Antidote having 'em running
Eternally
Across the helland
Dwamn
Losing my sanity
Living up in
Les miserables
Fuck bitter broads
This shit is gonna have us stacking
If there is a God
Imma take the
X away from generation
Place it at
The end of S.E.
For the duration
Upon the level
Tell the devil to what
Skip a human
Imma tell him
Behold pale horses
Like us
Shame on a nigga
When he's feeling
Hella down
For a ninety-nine killing
Ain't giving a
Fuck I'm putting Nair
In your leave in hair conditioner
Now you Hari Khrishna
To my listeners
In this rhyme
You will find
Psychotic scriptures
Saying it's something
Disrupting my mind
TECH N9NE
Your mind is fine
There's just not anyone like you
The whole wide world don't matter
They can't flow like you
I must make you understand
My thoughts are twisted
So mixed up
My thoughts are twisted
So mixed up
My thoughts are twisted
So mixed up
My thoughts are twisted
So mixed up
I'm lifted
I'm twisted
I'm sick and sadistic
A, B and C
Something's I do
I just can't stand
Up in my bathroom
I sex
Six women
Mentally
Just me and me
Me and my faithful
Right hand man
Tie up a Muslim
And shoot him with liquid pork
On Ramadan
With force
I'll make a Christian
Read their kids
The necronomicon
On Christmas
Don't trip on this lyrical syphilis
I flip this
So the yonks will catch the vapors
Like menthalyptus
I'll feed a dominatrix patient
Pain pills
Give Wu haters permanent
Fang grills
Trick the artist formerly known
And give him
The same slave deal
I'll lift a couple of
Dr. Dre's reels
Sell 'em to Snoop
And No Limit Soldiers
Just so I can see
How paid feels
Hazy shade
Of decade
Hookers with grave shields
Where AIDS fills
The carcass
Bet a milli on it
Techa N9na be the darkest
Heartless
I spark from the gut
So what the fuck
I'm trying to contain
The insane
But what
But I get mixed up
So mixed up
My thoughts are twisted
So mixed up
My thoughts are twisted
So mixed up
I try to maintain
But I get mixed up
So mixed up
Welcome to my
Asylum
It's hectic
They call me dyslexic
Rogue infested
More vicious than Cujo
Fraudulent tested
The punks arrested
Got the neck slit
Exit
I'm twisted
I know Hollywood backwards
Says doowylloh
Force feed me a
Sumo
For about nine weeks
Playing Club
Nuevo
Till he's blue
Though
Then stuff him in the front seat of a
Yugo
Body filled with beef and toaster
Strudel
Let up the break
And watch him race
To the intersection
Now he's through
Though
Yastuvo
I slide with a gang
Of twisted individuals
Somebody better be
Looking for the criminal tendencies
Never will they get us
In the penitentiaries
Killa
Millimeter N9ne rips vinyl
I know
Mix flow like Korean albino
Wino
Once breaded an elephant
With a rhino
Called it the hell if I know
Throw Chucky Mason
Off in a pit
Of militant Jews
Banging hella opera
The real meaning
of helter skelters when they skinned that forehead swastika,
am I twisted, am I twisted,
I'm twisted momma better call the psychiatrics for mental assistance
TECH N9NE
Your mind is fine
There's just not anyone like you
The whole wide world don't matter
They can't flow like you
I must make you understand
My thoughts are twisted
So mixed up
My thoughts are twisted
So mixed up
My thoughts are twisted
So mixed up
My thoughts are twisted
Don't you come near me cause the devils sittin' next to me
I drink my drink and smoke my weed and pop my extacy.
Then add some GHB and mushrooms to the recipe, this means
I'm really letting the beast within get the best of me
If you can hear me, I need help I'm caught and
I'm stuck and I'm trapped in me self don't understand
This fucked off hand that G. delt lazarus help
Me cause he's hazardous to T's health.
He set trippin' he's tryin' to get a nigga killed
And get a nigga pealed the other side is gonna rid
Him in a field no sentimental feelin's sit'em in necro
Buildings, I tried to tell'em where you going you will
Not see your women and your children.
He popped 15 hits of ex in one night, licked big titts
Had sex with some dikes and he won't use protection
For my erection constantly makin' me get that
Penicillin injection
Wait, I hear voices speakin' from inside
I'm out front wit it he creepin' and he hides
I can't help but notice he's kinda stuck up Imma
Let it slide but in the mean time shut the
Fuck up, and just ride.
I'm a psycho baby
It's about to drive me crazy Backwards
When I was younger I used to faint at the sight
Of blood, now that I'm older I noticed it ain't at the
Sight of blood now the sight of blood equals the very
First sight of love, menstrual cycles feelin' like you right
At your height of drugs
Bleed 4 me baby angel hart rage fuckin' you makes
Me feel a murderous sensation blood mixed with
Ejaculation cum bustin' bump heads till concussions
After we done fuckin' if I can't get the spirit I've won
Nothin'
I got children, and a wife he's thinkin' of
Leaping off of buildings taking flight. By
Now somebody should have killed him, end his
Life but too many mutha fuckers feel him and his mic
Somebody stop him cause he's fuckin' up my lively
Hood, with me trapped inside this psycho how can
I be good to my wifey if it's remotely close to a
Punani he's in it monster runnin' us back and forth to
The free clinic
If you're a friend, time to say too da loo
Cause ain't no possible way he can ever be true
To you, cancel your appointment to do the do
If he wants to kill himself what the fuck you
Think he wanna do to you?
I am a nightmare walkin', psychopath talkin' brain
Deteriorating cause of x pill poppin' I got
More troubles what ever you got it doubles
And triples and quadruples having fantasies of eating
Nipples and noodles
Drugs take the pain away, used to have a lot of love
But now it fade away
The fact that women love the music and they open
Their legs 4 a psychopathic nigga that's so fucked up in the
Head is beautiful
For my family this isn't suitable (devil bitches alert)
(No) gotta recruit a few this niggas gonna do me
Harm I'm drugged up and I'm torn look at this
Mutha fucker he colored my hair orange
You can't touch me everybody loves me listening to my
Music children are getting ugly. If I told you everything
I was thinkin' it wouldn't be G. tellin' you how many
Crossed my path just wouldn't be me
But they know cause they way lo how bout some ex
And fry and ya yo and fuck a ha hlo a lot of Jim Beam
To have grim dreams would be healthy I'm trapped
One for the devil, two for my God
Father please forgive me while I rock this broad
Tormented
I've been lovin' coochie since it was
Invented
Ask me does it get me yes it does
Feels lovely
Pink or brown without even with fuzz
They love me
All up on me off up in the club
Addicted
Gotta get her off in the room get her out them
panties Get wicked
Get her in the bed real quick get hit with a
whammy
Can't shake it
Try to pass it by but homey I
Can't make it
If it was non-existent I would die
Stay with me
I don't want to ever let it go
A quickie
Beat it down like I'm Riddick Bo
Real stiffly
We can do it fast or even slow
I'll lift thee
Up on the bed or on the floor
Obsessed with
Pussy coochie nani on my mind
God bless it
Hit it from the front or from behind
Get naked
I'm horny baby don't you waste my time
Don't mess with
Psycho alpha schizo Techn9ne
Tormented
Money women liquor hella drugs
Tormented
Lookin' at me from afar you'll get a buzz
Tormented
Father can you tell me
What it is what it was and what it shall be
Death
One for the demon, two for the son
Father please forgive me while I drink this rum
Tormented
Liquor got the nina feelin' real
Demented
So intoxicated I could kill
Get fucked up
When I'm havin' trouble payin' bills
Might luck up
If I got the dough to drink until
Get twisted
Ain't no tellin' what I'm 'bout to do
Get wicked
Feel me up I'll try to fight a crew
Don't touch me
Bouncer want to show me to the door
Don't rush me
Please partner I don't want to go
Shame on me
Chuckin' ain't a damn thing changed
Rain on me
Fuck it do it till I feel the flame
Don't test me
Try to fight em fair no lead
Get messy
But the alcohol said
Go ahead
Can't stop it
Alcohol is taken over blood
Don't mock it
Bitches like it thinkin' I'm a stud
No expenses
When I'm out I get a lotta love
I'm drinking everything the tender
Tryin' to give me in the club (16 bars)
Tormented
Money women liquor hella drugs
Tormented
Lookin' at me from afar you'll get a buzz
Tormented father can you tell me
What it is what it was and what it shall be
Death
One for the spirit, two for the blood
Father please forgive me while I take this drug
Tormented
Wanna live my life in a day
What I meant is
Drugs help escape the flame and Pain
Roll it light it now you smoke your weed
Marijuana
Puff it pass it till your eyes bleed
White cocaine
Light it sniff it now you feel the rush
Numb your brain
In hell you're an angel on the dust
Dip it wet stick it's numb numb
Dank and weed
They hit it quick Where I come from
This do it fluid is called date rape
Hit it trip it now things trace
Vallum pill
Got this villain chillin' stayin' paid
Bounce until
I'm feelin' ill or till the day breaks
Extacy
Cop it, pop it, roll time to club
Sex to me
Is who I'm taking home so I can fuck
Grant Rice is
Money, drugs, liquor, and them ho's
My life is
Based on sex drugs and rock and roll
Tormented
Money women liquor hella drugs
Tormented
Lookin' at me from afar you'll get a buzz
Tormented
Father can you tell me
What it is what it was and what it shall be
Death
One up in heaven, two here in hell
Father please forgive me while I chase this mail
Tormented
Rollers
Try to get it not the jingle but the fold up
Stackin' papers
And the coppers can't control us
Chasin' relish till my fuckin' pockets swoll up
God forgive me but the heavens got to hold up
Get it quickly is you wit me this a sho nuff
Don't be bitchy 5150 hit the dough up
Killer hippies niggas wish we never showed up
Don't be dummy get that money daddy told us
Got to steppin' daddy left and never showed us
So we started pushin' weed
And pushin boulders
For Tony Roma on the corner til we blowed up
Get it sewed up
Tormented
I don't know so don't you ask why
Intended
For nina to getta piece of pie
Rest in peace
All I want is money so I can fly
I'm chasin' relish scrilla cabbage
Money hungry till I die
f/ Gonzoe, Phats Bossi, Poppa L.Q., Yukmouth
*(Yukmouth)*
Regime Life nigga!!
What!
Speak on it!
Tech 9!(Tech 9!)
Phats Boss (Phats Boss)
Gonzoe (Gonzoe)
L.Q. nigga (L.Q.)!
Chorus *(Phats Bossi)*
Throw up yo hands if you Thugged Out!
First nigga act up, first nigga gettin drugged out!
Throw up yo hands if you Thugged Out!
First nigga act up, first nigga gettin drugged out!
Verse 1 *(Yukmouth)*
Balla position
Regime niggas fuck all'a ya women draped up in linen
I spit this fly shit since I was 5 years old
on some 'ol Osh Kosh Bi'Gosh shit
toss ya bitch, keep it top secret, lock it
Smoke-A-Lot click, walkin around wit ounces in they pockets
bitches jock it
we ridin Benz's, ya'll still drivin 50 rockets
nigga don't knock it
but you need to stop it
top notch shit
I used to cop bricks
rock it up an chop like La-Bobbitt
pushin the 5 whip through the projects til the led 9 spits
nigga you rhyme sick, but you could never fuck around wit my shit
my click my crew nigga
that hard time shit
criminal minded, posted on the grind shit
that cone silencer for one time shit
turnin, pounds into ashes
drinkin Cristal from the bottle
fuck ya glasses
smokin Black-N-Milds to the plastic
the last trial was kinda drastic
limo driver got his ass kicked, tryin to sue us
BUT YOU LOST YOU FUCKIN BASTARD!
I'm A-1 Yola juss like the package
delivered in triple wrappin
niggas get blasted an put in a casket
ashes to ashes an dust to dust, when they fuck wit Yuk
plus I got my own record label
SO WHAT THE FUCK IS UP!
Verse 2 *(Phats Bossi)*
When things is usual we pop Christy
an stack them Bentley's
ya pockets empty pretending to be me
they name me Bossi
my whole click rich like we the Cosby's
slippin's costly
it's cut-throat so fuck a softie
in head to head combat
you scared to bust back
an trust that
call the Regime we known to pull gats in black hats
hop out the company truck
give a fuck, fill my cup an celebrate wit Yuk
now that we grown ups
rock alligators an bumpin slow cuts
juss like the Sho Nuff, we can't be touched
I was raised ruff
gang banged an hand cuffed
fightin ??? always showin my guts, flexin my nuts
hand me my 'Uervo
flip work like we was Trader Joe's from Cisco
optimo, now it's X-O
fightin my ??? for death
pray it's my brother that's kept
when you owe, pay ya debt an we can make it some ???
Verse 3 *(Gonzoe)*
We got it bundled up
gimme my scratch
it's juss my turn an I'ma take mine
trap
nigga don't get attached
tryin to soak up, listenin
tryin to locate my donuts an hit 'em
while we juss got on fuckin up my buisness
never finished
til we give up the plate
extra innings
swing for the fence
you think too little
your world dance wit mud puddles
my shit Evian, I love trouble
start wisperin wit ya hands wide open, watchin you huddle
big every down
everybody got guns, let 'em ring
you fuckin wit me, let's all go out wit a bang
in this last day, this last hour
kool-aid chest cowards wit they life in my hands set off the power
lights out
??? the whole house
wit a gallon of gas to douse
light a flame an flush 'em out
every slug count
miss an get your stripes took
nigga this is real life wit real names written in the black books!
*(Chorus)*
Throw up yo hands if you Thugged Out!
First nigga act up, first nigga gettin drugged out!
Throw up yo hands if you Thugged Out!
First nigga act up, first nigga gettin drugged out!
I can be a villian if ya.... let me! (Thugged Out!!)
First nigga act up, first nigga gettin drugged out!
I can be a villian if ya.... let me! (Thugged Out!!)
First nigga act up, first nigga gettin drugged out!
Verse 4 *(Poppa L.Q.)*
(Check it)
Ever since I was a youngsta been wit this slick shit
tryin to touch a quick one, number one ???
turn an 18 to a full 36 ain't jokin thats how we did it
we was natural born chemists
ballin wit this, Benjamin big heads in my fist
got ya life in my pocket an more than that on my wrist
I got my degree in the concreate of S.C.
comprised wit gettin paper, an started investin in me
utilized my hustle skills beyond my record deal
and time will reveal whose really holdin the skrill
playboy ya lackin, aint touchin my tax brackets
you fuckin wit some thugs, wit some multi-million dollar ???
an if it's on an crackin then my reaction is clappin
is you gon' make it happen or is ya high cappin?
Ya betta get to trackin playboy if you ain't packin
Smoke-A-Lot, Regime is distributin max ???
spent years over the stove in a mini-factory lab
where illegal pharmaceudicals were sold
I was probably 10 years old when I learned to disassemble
then reassemble a semi-auto matic pistol blind fold!
Verse 5 *(Tech N9ne)*
(1-5-1)
They call me Regime, cuz I'm way clean in stay Beam
never live in no day dream, bitch niggas wear Maybelline
throwin up peace cuz you know that I got you
??? ??? ??? ??? but I cop too
Killa!
Rogue Dog! Rogue Dog!
57 venomous!
When I bust this shit got a gang of criminals feelin us
I'm from Waymeyer the same kinda pain caine grinda
wit a scripta
stickin out like a skin head at a ?bahrmistfa?
fuck wit N9ne get snuffed out
Phats Bossi, Maxx, Poppa L.Q., Gonzoe
an my nigga Yukmouth, Thugged Out!
Any nigga wit the bombay
never con-ways displayed
so-right, so-tight
New York niggas say be John Blazed
I been to the ringa
scrapped 'em like I was a guest on Jerry Springer
wit desert eagle, tech meezle
a ??? a nigga, a drop a ???
I die a lil nigga
leave 'em wit a 30 round drummer
slit ya throat then we skip out, "I Know What You Did Last Summer"
aint nobody fuckin wit Regime niggas
bust gats at ya cats makin extreme figures
get ready for the Rogue Dogs, told ya'll we seperatin yo jaw
fuckin yo hoes dog
lickin toes, balls
makin mutha fuckin clothes fall
OH! You mutha fuckas dont know!
At the show you trippin, gotta go get the steel toe
to the brain nigga
REGIME KILLAS keep the function poppin
you really wanna know what time we leave, shit.... ???
YES!!
REGIME KILLAS.... NIGGA!!!
This ring
Got me a top notch
Straight hot fox
We sought rocks
And the Ewok Slot
Was caught
Got dropped two
Playing hopscotch
On the block
Ought not twat plot
Yo for hops knot
I brought dots
This ring
Help me remain sane
No dame games
Came from bane
To a changed man
No cane thang
Refrain from gang bang
Slang a praying brain
Reigns family fame
Then came pain
Say hello to TechN9NE
Everybody
Wanna be down with a nigga
Women get a whiff of the money
Thinking of taking it from me
They get up in the club
Giving the love
Throwing the pussy
Full of liquor and bud
Booty hopping around up in the MO
Get to looking around
Every ho wanna lick a nigga low
Infatuated
With niggas with dough
Get em in the sack
And try to make 'em let it go
Tech N9NE
Be autographing bitches
In front of rapping niggas
Who think of having figures
They get to grabbing triggas
They can't imagine villains
When they come back and get us
We get to whacking niggas
I ain't never
Wanted no parts of this
I don't never want to break
Another heart for this
Why the devil
Gotta make it
Why the Lord
Wanna make something that'll kill
Something so marvelous
This ring
Brings demeaning demons
In G-strings
Songs we sing
Make 'em fiend semen
And green things
Clinging
Dreaming
Thinking of being
Mrs. Thing
With this ring
But if I wasn't Tech N9NE
Bitches wouldn't even wanna be
With Tech N9NE
If I did no music
Then would you
Respect mine
This wedding band
And music
Draws a line between life
And Tech N9Ne
This ring
Was supposed to protect a nigga
Best for niggas
Who couldn't stop having sex
With bitches
Bless the Mrs.
Who stress to kiss us
Even though we spend our
Checks with strippers
Obsessed with clitorises
This ring
Made a nigga feel macho
Cry for
Lie for
Die for
My ho
Nigga I go face Diablo
With a hostile gospel
If I can't have tres or cuatro
Little vatos
Imma let a lot flow
What they sell
Up in Osco
Up a nostril
That sound like
Tech N9NE
Nigga where the weed
Where the mutha fuckin'
Blow
And the hoes
Next to me
Is ecstacy
Asking me if I wanna roll
Bitches never gave a fuck
About a fling
Makes it exciting
When a married nigga
Wanna fuck around
And bitch know he's down
For the fling
I've been tested
And a lot of times
Been invested
Didn't know this Tech shit
Would constantly get a nigga
Molested
Been approached
By some of the best tricks
In the game
And they came strong
But I hanged on
To this ring
And I hope my son
Don't sing the same song
This ring
Brings demeaning demons
In G-strings
Songs we sing
Make 'em fiend semen
And green things
Clinging
Dreaming
Thinking of being
Mrs. Thing
With this ring
But if I wasn't Tech N9NE
Bitches wouldn't even wanna be
With Tech N9NE
If I did no music
Then would you
Respect mine
This wedding band
And music
Draws a line between life
And Tech N9NE
Quincy J. told me
Superstars are good providers
Two times out of ten
When we're on tour
Family's not beside us
What
Can a nigga do
When he makes ends
Add more to the time they spend
While he make ends
Everything else breaking
And the bond at the house
May end
And your wifey steady yelling
'bout quality time
And you think
With all the fame and fortune
Shit ought to be fine
But what happens
When the divorce papers
Just gotta be signed
And you lose half
And your children
Cause you gotta be N9NE
I wanna relax with them
And spend time
To the maximum
But if silence is golden
Then me making noise
Is Platinum
I gotta be Tech
And Daddy
And Hubby
But music
Women mixed with family's ugly
I know and you know
That hell will be
Hot for a nigga's infidelity
But until then
God forgive me
For any promises that I broke
Family
Can I be
Forgiven
For all the liquor and weed
That I smoke
When I succeed will I cope
Will I still breathe
Without both
This ring
Tech N9NE
I don't know
But when I go
I'm leaving out dope
This ring
Brings demeaning demons
In G-strings
Songs we sing
Make 'em fiend semen
And green things
Clinging
Dreaming
Thinking of being
Mrs. thing
With this ring
But if I wasn't Tech N9NE
Bitches wouldn't even wanna be
With Tech N9NE
If I did no music
Then would you
Respect mine
This wedding band
And music
Draws a line between life
I used to be the ideal nigga
Preppy like Hilfiger
Pretty vill nigga
But wanted to make my dollar bill bigger
Turned into a field nigga
Not pickin' cotton
But pickin' up mics and rockin'
Recoppin' so I can feel richer
So I started drinkin' real liquor
Send me a groupie
And I will stick her real quick
The dilsnick it will hit her ex pills
I can feel nigga best deals
you can get the steal
If you ill I'm concealed with a
Technina millameter by my side
God used to guide me Lucifer beside me
Evil was lively trippin' with wifey
Never was treatin' her nicely
What this music got me into
This is the message Imma send to
God the evil shit I've been through
Lettin' me really know what sin do
Listen cuz the hurt cut me deep like a ginsu
This life
Caught up in the fame
In the end will I forever
Burn in the flame
This life
I live in the rain
I'm an angel but the devil's
Possessing my brain
This life
Full of money bitches weed and riches
Kansas City niggas grind it
Cook it up in the kitchen
Pay attention to the corner nigga
Roguish and rugged
Nigga fuck it it's a must
I conceal it and tuck it
This life
Can make a nigga murder for nothin'
This life
For the money have you fakin' and frontin'
This life
Can make a nigga take a deal with the devil
This life
Got me rippin' up shit in my kennel
Ya see I live in the rain
Laugh at the storm
And mastered the pawn
Bringin' war at the crack of the dawn
Tottin' the bomb
A nigga with a third eye vision
Like a malachi blowin' smoke in the sky
See the world through the eyes of a real nigga
Look into my eyes
You can tell I'm a rider
More shows more clothes
More hoes more dough
And no foes yo
This life
Caught up in the fame
In the end will I forever
Burn in the flame
This life
I live in the rain
I'm an angel but the devil's
Possessing my brain
Some times I wonder
How did I survive
With all this drama in front of me
Poppa went out like a bitch
For runnin' from me
Though momma never lied
She cried
Seen me sittin' in prison
Servin' a sentence
With bad intentions
Still no repentance
I'm heart broken while chokin'
On a joint dipped in water
And high hopin' the future's wide open
For my daughter my eyes are open
To all animosity constantly
Falling quickly the devil calls it
A blessing to cross Nitty
Lessons are taught quickly
Hell my pride will die with me
Then to repeat back
To the penitentiary visit me
Hell bound coffin dwellin'
Before a life in the cell yelllin'
Now free me
I'm in desperate need immediately
Truthfully speakin'
My life from night to day
24 hours I fight
Despite this hell to pay
Can't wait to see the day
When my adventures begin
With this here life of sin
I'm all in
This life
Caught up in the fame
In the end will I forever
Burn in the flame
This life
I live in the rain
I'm an angel but the devil's
Possessing my brain
Is it heaven or hell
I really can't tell
It half cupid half relic
My life is anghellic
So I dance with the devils
And I fly with the angel
And I stand on a level
Hahahaha, in the world of BET
I'm just too better than rock and roll huh
In the world of MTV
My name is too gangsta huh, hahaha
Man, Stragne Music we got this baby
This year we got this one baby
Red hair, red everything
It's Tech N9ne baby like it or not
Never been a harder rhymer in my region globaly thats holdin' me I'm totaly hard and bossed up
Why you think the majority of the rap musical authority sword me and balled and crossed 'em
Cause they don't wanna let the crazy kid in then
Spit his hiems speakin' a grim religion
Of rhyme, forbiddin my hisems are hidden
My mind, to written then spittin' the kid in
The N9ne, is playin' you, slayin' you, sprayin' you, perminitly delayin' you, swayin' through
It's the gay in you thats hatin' who somethin' that hella beyond that does
(I love Kanye, his shit is bombay, but I'm rough)
And you can see it in my retina
That I won't be lettin' ya
Threatinas better respect Tech the messengas
Too dope on this to be
History listen this is a mystery
While they spittin' and dissin' me
This is me (this is me)
I'm a king, I'm a klown, I'm a G (I'm a G)
I believe what I want
Got you singin' my song
But your seein' me wrong
So what's a matter with me?
This is the belief (the belief)
The religion has arisin' from the deep (from the deep)
Darkest prison if you listen you will see (you will see)
If colision your decision you will reep what you so forget what you know this is me
This is Tech bra
For years I've been the next to collect a plethra of checks lets get extra
Is what I set ta
Travis let's go select the baddest rappers infect the planet leave 'em in exta
See I'm a vet the powers don't really wanna let the best
come and wreck the sets and test your sector
Instead of rawness like Inspecta Deckta
Eldest rather set they specs on Mason Betha
Slept on my records
If you knew my musics hanibal lecta
What the hell you callin' for Masta Flex for?
Don't pester me I won't sweet you be on a quest to
Investagate your techma respect the
Shockra tease in hop to these
Hot degress me and Mr. O ahpotraphe
Never listen to these popasees cause they suck!
(I love 50 Cent he gritty went he vent but I'm rough)
And you can see it in my demeanor
The Tecca Nina will blast arenas
The grass is greana
Made it ma to the top of the world
Kiss me, miss me (This Is Me)
Can't you see?
The industry treat me like a ride on the short bus
Thats why I'm tellin' they youngstas when your retourt cuss
And make a fort fuss
Cause you went out on Sam Goody on F.Y.E. with they money and you support us
Strangas, Shadys, Psychopaths and Juggalos
Loseas, Shootas, College women and gutta hoes
Rock it from prescios doe
Drops it just lets it flow
Cop it don't knock it you block us stop at the record store
This is Aaron Yates thizlely in rain
This is for little Donnie this is for all ?? pain
This is, for the sickness of Marty Sue
This is for all the ?? Lou
This is for Ike and Ricky
?? Rhonda, Barbra, and Marla really
This is for B'zle and I know that rest of my family is with me
This is my friends, this is the end, this is a G
I now pronounce me and music together from now until the end of time
Always on the road, Doing hella shows
Day to day high and lows, but that's just how it goes
When you grinding, homie ain't no rewinding
Time but the family behind in this business that I'm in
I don't feel anything and it's hard remembering
Places and faces they think I'm what December brings
The day is just like moments turned to hours ,
All the graphs, sound check, radio spots and quick showers
Hit the stage and get so much love from the fans,
Keep it rough with the fellas, but I make the ladies want to dance
And still I don't think you understand what's real,
While I'm with you with my wife another chance is killed,
And my kids all three of 'em suffer in the worst ways,
Cause last year I missed all three of they birthdays,
So when you see me with me eyes full of pain,
Give me love cause these are three of the reason why I call the road 'the rain'
So here we are now (In the rain)
A superstar now, (In the rain)
So far now, (In the rain)
The Rain (I'm walking in rain)
I live my life like (In the rain)
Just for the limelight (Is it rain for singers)
My little girl said
Daddy (What's up), me and Reign really miss you,
Not to mention momma always need a tissue,
I saw your picture in the paper and I kissed you,
I heard you won't be home for Halloween, is this true?
(Right after Halloween baby)
Yea I'm used to it,
Why don't you teach me and Reign how to produce music,
So we can travel everywhere that you're traveling,
And be in the family, me and sissy fighting and tattling
I know you miss that, I know you dig that
Do your fans every wonder about where your kids at?
Is Donny really coming to move with us in L.A.?
Will mommy still love you and be with you everyday?
I gotta go now, I love you daddy but slow down
There's not enough Tecca Ninas to go around
Rainbow's crying she wants to talk to you badly,
(What's up Rainbow, Baby)
I love you daddy!
So here we are now (In the rain)
A superstar now, (In the rain)
So far now, (In the rain)
The Rain (I'm walking in rain)
I live my life like (In the rain)
Just for the limelight (Is it rain for singers)
I love my fans
Cause they make it possible for me to provide for the Fam
The fact that my life is in shambles, they could give a damn
When it shakes then they chose it, fakes who hate lose it
They love my pain because it makes for great music
But in the interim this family matter is a tend to one of mine
Leave in January and come back when the winter come like:
Calling my wife when I'm in the rain and then end up getting into a dumb fight
Cause she lonely, you try to console her but you ain't come right
So it's about what and what?
You give them everything they need,
But what they need is your presence indeed,
Life yes has been a strainer
It's like if been a stranger
To my kids and wife
That's the life of an entertainer
More money to gain,
More people to change
Swords deep in the game,
The world's peeping my pain
Out on the road cussing for sure, reaching for fame
Healthy relationship you can't have them when you're living life in 'the rain'.
So here we are now (In the rain)
A superstar now, (In the rain)
So far now, (In the rain)
The Rain (I'm walking in rain)
I live my life like (In the rain)
If i ever go away.......
If i ever go..if i ever go... if i ever go...
If i ever go away....
I want everybody that loves me to be...
Ridin Paseo, not in the day though,
Cherish the day, but then roll out when the day go,
Ridin away yo pain and sorrow,
Live for today cause you might not see tomorrow
Ridin Paseo, not in the day though,
Cherish the day, but then roll out when the day go,
Ridin away yo pain and sorrow,
Live for today cause you might not see tomorrow
Roses are red and violets are blue,
And we all get purple rain when you put together the 2
True, lets talk about this street i know
Meta meta yo is needed when its time for me to go
I spent my whole life on this KC street
The PASEO where the real stay and the fake sees heat
Gangstas lay low, get the queso and everyday breathe deep
But when the day goes all the broads out cause the baby's sleep
On Paseo i reminisce if they love me then give em this
Never know when to go cause this life is so hit and miss
Cry for me? never just have a ball wit each other
Cause thats what i had thanks goes out to my father and mother
And i love you so mama
If i ever happen to go mama
I think theres something you should know mama
I stayed away cause i was tryin to become somethin
Give a house to that one woman
The reason everyone's bumpin.....
Lets take a journey startin at 85th, wrote some of my latest hits
Off 85th came back from Cali then i stayed with Chris
Off 76th my first baby was conceived
Off 75th was with slow mo in conditions you wouldn't believe
74th and Paseo on the corner
Slept with the AK for my homie Scoob
Any body came through that door was a gonner
64th i ate balogna and kicked it with mac and sonya
In French Village i sold dope for my folks in a place with a crack aroma
63rd street is the land (and in Bishop Hogan)?
Demandin yall just keep rollin
(expandin on bishop strollin)?
Mastered music on 61st
If i didnt use it i would spit the verse
This is how how you find me if demons happen to hit me first
Right on 58th i lived from 12 to 17 with basima kechramin , marty, hassan and hakim
57th and 56th i had a ball i learned some tricks i learned some schemes
From my homeboys yall know who i mean
RDVs 55th paul's liquor try and talk slick if you crazy
Results in getting stomped by doc and stu-baby
Keep ridin paseo for me
If you ridin solo tonight
Just keep on thinkin marco polo for life when you're...
Whats the paseo hah
49th street
On 47th is gates and sons where Tech N9ne eats
39th at the bootleg i used to find peace
But at the scottish right on lynnwood masons at times meet
I used to kick it on 27th and 28th (true's lake)
Careful...you might find yourself off in that piece if you hate
19th was my family's church they tried to save me too late
Cause doin shows on 18th and vine that was my true fate
Mary Lou Williams was my aunt
9th where i was raised
Way minor way back in the day they used to fight no one was framed
But now on independence ave i hear my son donnie
Sayin that he hear gunshots every night on 5th and it scares his momma ronnie
End of the road 29 north to the bridge
If i go im leavin everything to my wife and my kids
Travis if i go whatever my half is you give her
(Insanity at it's finest. Fire starter, riot maker,
moon stricken, animal need, bad seed, untaimable beast)
”Everybody around me always think they know what's
going on inside my mind, they think I'm Mr. Nice Guy all the time.
How they say on Diary? You think you know, but you have no idea.”
[Chorus:]
K.C.M.O is with me
Must make mo (more) dough
We will be shaking your floor
Come against me
That’s a no no
Yo, cause I’m a Beast
I can smell your woman's rosy punani
on the dance floor all the way in VIP
I'm a rapper, I can snatch her,
and she will leave with me because of my stature.
Now, everybody move, everybody bounce.
Whoever the Nina choose, we about to pounce.
(work it out)
With the 151 and a bottle, I call Heff
will he let me hit this model in the grotto
I like all women, tall women, and small women.
Ya gotta let tech-ni tease your shakra.
Species release freaks, please the monster.
Petite beast, feast, these G’s will rock ya.
Handcuff a busta don’t trust her
Round these hustlas homie don’t be a sucka.
When your lover say tecca nina's a brother,
she's trying to say that I rushed her then crushed her.
[Chorus x2]
I'm about to get that money like a robbery,
Now I got it all my enemies wanna clobber me.
Squallery harder we need dollars comradery
the hotter the scholar be, the larger the lottery.
Need ten, twins, gotta succeed spend G's, Ben Franks
We cram G’s in banks, breathe said we win thanks
Hungry like the wolf indeed, but I give
money to my crooks in need, I live
In Sherman Oaks but from Kansas City,
I miss home, Cali is Business but man it's pretty.
I ain't lying y'all, Monster for money for mine y'all
if I wasn't getting money, I'd do time dog.
You'd never see the nine fall,
big house, wood floors,
maid cleaning the bitches with pine-sol
[Chorus x2]
Friend, this industry is no kin to me,
behold the flow of the century.
But they scared of me
rappers they don't compare to me.
Fair to be said that he dares to be sincerely a rarity.
Check the sound scan, look around man.
Wake up look at you Jacob, you in killer clown land.
Face paint and jugalettes with bubble butts
And we rock it twisted diddy women in the button ups.
Hands down we rock harder than Kiss,
but rap me Kutt and Krizz.
Can I get two stomps and a clap in this bitch
Nina shot to the top 'cause the plots to get rich.
Tell ya executives,
I'm next for this
Success it is.
Yet the best for Tech, this ain't
Baptist Pentecostal or Methodist..
This is the beast baby.
Out, I mean exodus.
(I'm in and I will destroy you. I am the beast)
Fall into a spell way deeper than hell
Sensation was given to me from my homegirl Shell
Told me, since I was in pain and I like 2 rebel
This Motorola I'm giving you will suit you real well
10 minutes, 20 minutes, 30 minutes feelin' funny butterflies
My eyes dilate another size overwhelming sense of love
Got this nut so sprung
Walk up to a stranger baby, can I suck your tongue
Tingling baby got me feeling like mingling baby
This is a hella higher learning than singleton baby
One minute I'm cold next one I'm heat
Get me some, big red so I don't grind my teeth
This is deep I take another one and another one
And another one, uh oh here comes the other ones,
I'm stimulated man I'm hella blown away
And all the problems that I had have all gone away.
I pop another pill and Imma take a sip of Caribou to wash it down
Ya thinkin' Imma overdose, I never had a moment that'll turn a nigga round
I really wanna give you what I got up in my dickies in the bed I wanna start
I feel I wanna fuck you but my dick is really numb and I don't see me getting hard
She told me take this cap of G.H.B. with a gulp of Mountain Dew
With glee so I can possibly end my existence
G.H.B. ain't no need 4 resistance, extacy
Yeah, X.T.C. (I love you very much)
G.H.B., shrooms and weed
This is the Tech N9NE experience
Yeah A.C.I.D. (I love you very much)
P.C.P., Carabou leez
This is the Tech N9NE experience
I'm on 5 pills and a cap of date rape one caraboulou
And it ain't even late, great
I feel good; let's go to the x house
That's where Heather and Margie got everybody x'ed out
Walk in the crib, my homegirl say Tech's with me
Cause she know all the bitches wanna get next to me
Imma star and ladies wanna have sex with me
But the bitches still get jealous off of extacy.
It's like 30 people in the house
Rave bitches messaging glow sticks in the mouth
I take another cap of G. with my Mountain Dew
In higher than the top floor at the Fountain Bleu
Somebody said they got the chronic light it up man
Let's smoke it all till we fall then get up again
I wanna fuck but I'm numb cause I'm thizzled up
Skip to the lou I try to piss dick is shriveled up
My nigga Kutt got the blunt nigga pass it
I didn't even know you was here so
He passed it with a couple hits of acid
Like I refuse to stay alive, it's pills and mo thrills
I'm lucky if I survive; I'm high
Dipped out the x house it's right around two
Off to Westport to kick it with the Hurricane crew
Saw my niggas C & G after party at the room
My homegirl Ieasha slid me a couple grams of shrooms
Damn, it don't stop embassy suites 3 o'clock
With my niggas C & G, they got hella G. & E.
I get two mo hits of that X.T.C. shit
I don't wanna come down off that X.T.C. trip
Bitches, in the room lookin' so fresh so clean a couple
Hella high panties and bra no jeans
My nigga said that he got codeine
Mixed it with cherry Robitussin and juice I took a sip of his lean
In the bathroom to bust a shit
I couldn't do it so my bitch came to suck the dick
It was hard and soft but hard enough to penetrate the slit
Bout 20 minutes damn near fainted when it was time to spit
5 o'clock in the morning and we still zoned
7 o'clock in the morning pill is still on
This life I live I might not die if let lone
Love my experience this is my fucked up life
[1st Verse]
Picture me
In a casket
Blasted
Never nobody
Knew how long
The pain lasted
Keep my eyes tight
I'm frightened
But I fights like Tyson
When playin' this game of life
I'm losing
Longing to be enlightened
Absorb my mind state
Reduce the crime rate
And take me out
When running toward the Lord
I see 'em fake me
Out shook me
So from church I play hookie
Listen to the words of a brother
The sick stutters
So you better better
Get the get the bags ready
Comes a killer killer
Like Skagnetti
My brains contaminated
Hella rotten
Wasn't me that killed you
Who was it what was it
The effects of the mildew
My brain's wilted
In my eyes the world is a bit tilted
Lord take me away
Before somebody else gets killed
Blood spilled
Seriously
This is the letter to my homies
I'll be missin'
God told me to behold a pale horse
But I didn't listen
It's hard man
My life is scarred man
I'm losing my mind
So now it's time
Sincerely sign
N9NE
[Chorus]
I just wanna die
I don't want to wake up
I don't wanna cuz
That's the way that I feel
I'm barely hanging on
I don't want to wake up
I don't wanna cuz
That's the way it has to be
[repeat 2x]
[2nd Verse]
I made your life a living hell
With my infidelity
Remember your telling me
All I give a damn about
Is weed stems and melodies
Remember you
Spent 30 minutes in the hospital parking lot
Crying
When the blood test read
The baby of another woman was mine
99.99
You should've left
Along time ago like Mary J. say
Just let it go like Ray J.
Con't
I know your mamma heard
You yelling mayday
Spent my life trying to R-A to the P
You sick of me
Always bein' B to the R-O-K to the E
Now there's nothin'
Else left of me
I was a bum
But you still wanted some
Through the rain, snow and thunder
Foul ups , bleeps and blunders
But no man shall tear asunder
Is what you said
You should've put multi bullets
In my head
When you found that evil
Instinct was a song
Where the events actually went on
This is the letter
To my homie, my friend
Who put up with me for 8
So now to take me
Really quickly is my fate
I'm sorry
For making it hard
I know your scarred
I'm losing my mind
So now it's time
Sincerely sign
N9ne
[Chorus]
I just want to die
I don't want to wake up
I don't wanna cuz
That's the way that I feel
I'm barely hanging on
I don't want to wake up
I don't wanna cuz
That's the way it has to be
[repeat 2x]
[3rd Verse]
I love ya'll
The dynamic duo, my babies
It ain't your fault
That your daddy's crazy
Donny,
I miss your drumming like me
One day you'll be ruling
Leelee,
I miss you in my face
Yellin'
Daddy, what you doin'
You two are the reason
Why I'm still standing today
But I'm 1600 miles away
And you get my heart sinkin'
When I start thinkin' about you babies
I heavily start drinkin'
On a daily puffin'
I'm seeing my heart
I gots to toughin'
Can't see me leavin' my angels with nothin'
So I keep bussin'
Use my pain for you two
I've gotta come up in the game
Fly planes 2 an island
So one day you can do the same with yours
Love you galore
And I ain't playin'
makin' me put an end
To this suicidal mind state sayin'
[chorus]
I don't want to wake up
I don't wanna cuz
That's the way I feel
I'm barely hanging on
I don't want to wake up
I don't wanna cuz
That's the way it has to be
Stamina
I'll be damn
If I'll ever be
Took away by the demons
I'll never be what 's the weather
When I bust a rhythm I come
With the heater cleverly
Nigga nothin' will never be
So killa , flowzilla, gorilla
If flow was a felony I'de be
In a line hella doing time
H.I.G.H.L.A.N.D Highland nigga
H.artless I.saine G.etto H.odlum L.vin' A.d N.ver D.in'
That's what I'm talkin' about
Rogue dawgs, when I call my Rogue dawgs
Rogue Dawg, niggas
Fa the nine-eight
We'll have to crash 'em like this nigga, yeah
[chorus]
My nigga my nigga we soldiers at war
Killin' off our enemies 'til it aint no more
Laws we break yo' shit we'll take
Murder fo them bustas and hatas it aint no escape
Rogue Dawg fo life!
It's the beginin of the endin fo yo ass
You broke ass niggas hit the strip we need mo cash
This midwest side hittin' like a M-1 time to get some
Payback fo you bustas that laid back
My gats aint met yo next so fuck yo vest we dumpin'
Killin' all that punk shit that you heart be pumpin'
See somethin' I take it cuttin' through the red tape
Yo legs break tryin' to catch up who who led the race
It's 5-7 Highas heaven causin' insanity
Whatcha handin' me we'll have you bitch ass postin' the vanity ??s
Gotta recoop fuckin' with these troops
Soon as we see you Load up and we shoot on site
We turnin' out the lights my appetite for destruction
Got me in the mood for bustin' dumpin' accross the mizzou
And get to huntin' for Kevin East da oo-oo
And nigga you knew da Rogue Dawgs rule!
Your so called truths get battered and bruised
Stackin' you fools so deadly it don't matter the tools
I'm afta my dues prove if you snooze you looze
Prepare for war when you fuckin' wit my crew
Rogue for life!
[chorus]
265 lbs. all nigga
And I'm good wit these dawgs nigga
Got steel plated balls nigga
Representin' 57th street
Me and my Dawgs bringin' the heat
Born and raised to be a villain on these Kansas City Streets
Best retreat when you hear my Dawgs barkin
Snarlin' got that blood boilin'
Midwest side carved in hangin' out the chevy now we blastin' and laughin'
Made to hit me smashin' on them bastards
Don't be talkin' when they ask you shit got drastic on that bastard
Left him fo da cats that sent them straight to hell
Just like hosts of veil another soldier's tale
Nigga the life of a coward was taken when we bailed
Look I swore to die for bloodline more heartless than my father brought (nigga)
Load the cartridges with hollow point hard ones
When Rogue dawgs call it's an all out war move
56 marks it 'cause 56 swore to
Heartless insaine ghetto hoodlum livin and never dyin'
Midwest side until my last breath on highland
Why should I lie? I live an die for my side
Ride the city 'til they roll with diddy one last time
Let this n9ne yell out fuckem
Fuckem if he's gon walk he's nothin'
Fuck where he's from he'll even run when I'm comin'
Rogue dawg fo life no fear of death no mo
I swore to live a life a soldier at war
Rogue dawg fo life!
[Chorus]
Are you afraid of the unknown brains get blown
Expose chrome to your dome 'til you stiff as stone
With the phone neva suck it I'm goin'
In the pockets and blowin muthafuckas to smitherines
You knowin' that it ain't no niggas stickin' me like K-do
Be warned I'm able to explode like a volcano
On y'all we told y'all we Rogue Dawgs
We know y'all this one is Hong Kong
Fo' you bustas and hatas we (gotta make that paper)
Can't break us then take us I'll peel you like a potato
Nigga wait a minute got me bustin' like a lieutenant
My intent is to eliminate you cynics
Rogue Fo' Life!!
These young niggas always yellin' about ridin'
But these bustas ain't no muthafuckin' ridas
I pumpst a cock up in they bitch and then I'm slidin'
These wannabe hustlas can't compare to midwest sidas
I'm rollin' deep wit my troopas fixin'ta expose the chrome
Detramental to domes though ozone
Thousands of bodies bein' found around me
Bottles of bud and double-U-double E-D
N9ne milla rhyme killa
Fuck wit me I'll take that bust of myron D
And throw 'em to mah Dawgs in the red sea
Now lets see if he can swim back to shore
Chunks missin' yellin' I don't wanna mess wit tech no more
I know you don't Tech N9ne I never say it again nigga
I know you won't never will these niggas lit on my friend
And mista scare crow bitch nigga you ain't got to lie
You just a scared ho Nigga this is highland 'til we die
We got the triple life coast to roll wit Rogue Dawg shit
Bitches and niggas all on the balls when it hit
I neva could understand how a nigga could come so whack
What? o I ain't talkin about me I'm talkin' about them other cats
Troopa!
[Chorus]
My nigga my nigga we soldiers at war
Killin' off our enemies 'til it ain't no more!
A stallion
Ass like pow
Chest like bang
Lips like, ooh
An angel mane
But she had the devil's eyes
I had to have her cat
Pass me the one, fifty one and coke cat
Then later we'll find where the dope at
But hold that
I seen somethin' so fat
That wish I could've drove back
To get my Codac
Strip teeasa!
Lovin' who got the visa
Got up and she will please ya
Not of then she don't need ya
Product Gucci Felecia
It's a duty to feed ya
Amnesia
Caribou and Tequezia
Off the turnbuckle, baby, bubba had the booties and boobies
It was nootie, so cootie was a cutey
I gotta get neara
I got mucho dinero
Look at her, look at herself in the mirror
Movin' like Shakira
Made my way
To the front of the stage
Hundreds for days
Big body, I wanted to praise
Will she get with a nigga? Maybe
She bent over and said thanks and I whispered in her ear
I love the way you make it slither, baby
Every night when I come through
That looks like somethin' that I want to run through
You want some, ooh
You know I want to
Baby, we can have fun too
I love the way you make it slither, baby
Every night when I come through
That looks like somethin' that I want to run through
You want some, ooh
You know I want to
Baby, we can have fun too
I love the way you make it slither, baby
Well, she asked me for a lap dance
And Trav said she too fine, fat chance
Boy I'm Tech N9ne I rap and
I slap hands
With millionaires, plus, I got stacks man
She approached me slowly
Holy moly
Chef Boy R Dee's cheese and beef ravioli
Hold me close
Nose be ope
How much evil can dough provoke
How much she told me nope
'Cause this one was on her
I'm hopin' I can get the chance to put it on her
She slithered on me, put the booty in my lap and got to gyratin'
Was I waitin'
For the pushin' grabbin' and vibratin'
But this is really when my pupils got to dilatin'
What kind of magical hocus pocus was I facin'
Over and over I tried to explain it the best that I could
She put the mouth on the crotch of my pants and said
Herrrrrh!
Shit
You like that baby?
How about me and you leave here baby
So we can do that shit you just did
Over and over again
I love the way you make it slither, baby
Every night when I come through
That looks like somethin' that I want to run through
You want some, ooh
You know I want to
Baby, we can have fun too
I love the way you make it slither, baby
Every night when I come through
That looks like somethin' that I want to run through
You want some, ooh
You know I want to
Baby, we can have fun too
I love the way you make it slither baby
Said she needed four hundred to tip out
I whip out
The grip so quick, so we can dip out
The trick house
Told my homies not to poke they lip out
I'm goin' to rip out
The guts, and try to throw my hip out
Now it's time to trip out
Got at the bitch house
Was three fine female roommates, my homies missed out
Took me to her room and threw me right on the bed
Got right on the head
What a wonderful night it was said
Then along came three
Thirty six double D's
Sizes kissin' and lickin' on me
An' they comin' to do what
Wake my dude up
But one of them bitches bit me on the neck and drew blood
Then the other and the others
Instead of bud lovers
I'm trapped with blood suckin' motherfuckers for eternity
Brought me here to straight feed on a nigga
All because I said to a stripper
Imma slacker, never did I have a lot of dough
Imma slacker, smoking pot and watchin' videos
Imma slacker, go whichever way the wind blows
Those just tuning in I'm just letting' ya know
That Imma slacker, every time I take a look around
Imma slacker, stuck upon my face is a frown
I don't do enough, I just fool around
Ya'll can go to hell, how does that sound
Imma product of reganomics neurotic they sayin'
I'm it just got up inhaling chronic
The oddest I'm staying honest
I'm bout to make it famous
So you can take that J.O.B. and
You can shove it up your anus.
I ain't never understood how the world works
But I always understood why
The girls twirk for a baller not a 9 to 5
Barely makin' it with disgust behind your eyes
So I just grip my piece, rip off fleece
Out to take yo lip off chief
With my peeps we ruthless
If you got money induce it goofs get toothless
We loose off 2 fifths we useless
I wanna kick it but ain't got the dough
Sneak in the concert trip and make'em stop the show
We gots ta go, push me and I'll sock the po
Getting' the bail my parents is impossible
Now you can tell by my everyday fits I ain't rich
I sneak with a piece when I grit
I'm just another gat man caught up in the mix
Tryin' to take your dollar and your 15 cents (I grind wit a pistol)
I stay rid of you lames (yaw gay) and play
Video games (all day) what Kansas City, MO brangs
Is gritty slow gain we ditty bop wit really no change (yaw pay)
And people holla how ya do dat there
Why your pants hangin' low and why you grew dat hair
Lightin' a bleezle with my people
Ridin' a regal always in trouble wit coppers cause we drivin' illegal
And I ain't never giving them lee way
To hem me nay the judicial assembly's
Gay (hay) I come out at night cause I sleep all day
Tryin' to get with Def Jam. Loud or MCA
Get to the party and my homies gotta pay 4 me
Holidays them just be another day 4 me
Getting' drunk hoping I get to the crilla safely
Pray 4 me cause I'm needing money majorly
I sit at home watching MTV
Wit a empty P.O.C.K.E.T. I MP3
Everything that I hear on the streets
Never buy it don't deny it
I'm the fear Imma beast
You say get a job, I say hit a knob
Cause the way you run the world, is every bit of fraud
So what you ask of me? You get no tax from me
I got whites native and Mexican and blacks with me
I'm tryin' to get up there with Master P. pass the D.
Cause that's the way it has to be
We bust 2 B free, we trust who be G.
[1st verse]
You're the one nigga
Who's a dumb nigga
And a bum nigga
You're a slum nigga
Better run nigga
When I come nigga
With a gun nigga
You're a bitch
Buck you
Never trust you
Never loved you
Never was you
Imma touch you
Imma bust you
Imma crush you
Mother fuck you
That's my nigga aaron yates
Style lee lee killa norman bates
Holla at me like I'm ollie gates
Imma put the milli to your face
The nerve of ya yellin you're a murderer
But ain't nobody ever heard of a
Killa killa doing damage off up in suburbia
Sinister rhyme minister
Tech n9ne be the menace (yes, yes)
Diminish ya finish with the dementia
I'm the grimmest.
I done told y'all I was comin'
Better start runnin'
Or bust like a cannon
Cause imma leave hella destruction
Mental breakdown and famine
I would advise you
Not to slide through
Cause I will oblige you
With a rhyme flow
That will demise you
How can I bow down
To a broke rapper with a foul sound?
How can I flow rounds
With an mc that can't chow down?
Where would you be
If you did'nt copy off me lil' boy?
This type of shit that I enjoy
I sum you up with
Bitch flows, punk foes
Sluts hoes, case closed
[chorus]
If you ain't got shit to fuck with this
Take that dead shit on
And if you're bitch in the club with ass on me
I'm gonna take that home.
By the sinister tech n9ne
By the sinister, by the sinister
By the sinister, tech n9ne
Vill-on y'all know me by the
Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm
Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmmmmm.
Everybody say kc's in the house what
[2nd verse]
Bounce, rock, skate or fight, shoot, hate
We so chilly they call us abominable
Everybody know we phenomenal
Get ya' money, get ya' women
If you're getting nothing
Your living is comical
Simon bar sinister
Climbing star finisher
Swine and lard vinegar
Rhyming hard blimisher
Realistic heathenistic
Killer with a vengence
Breathing this shit
Your whole facad's punkish,
I'll make you kneel before zod
Biblical hits, flippable kickable spits
Niggas with critical lyricals
Never no mythical shit
Step into the evil fickle abyss
Wiggle in pittifulness
Swivel this and get pistol whipped
It's been along ride
Tecca nina just won't die ei ei ei eiya
Better feel it when I drill it (trick)
Real is when I kill it (mitch)
Hit it hit it
Never ever tell a millimeter killer
Quit it, bitch!
[chorus]
[3rd verse]
Off the hook, stalking in clubs
Tossing em' walkin' in blood
Barking that rogue dog shit
Dirty devils better hold yaw lips
Nina ripping, ill beast flows
Yeah we know it will reach gold
Platinum, feel these flows
Comin' off of kill creek road
Say my name five times
Tech, tech, tech, tech n9ne
I will appear in your mirror
Thru your chest ripping out your spine
Hungry like an ethiopian
Living off the blood in your veins
Alias donny kevorkian
Never were you ready for the pain
What do ya get
When you cross tech
With a hard ass track?
Innovative, twisted
Psycho, thugged out
What do ya get
With rock, will, phlaque and dynomack?
Nitwits, misfits, sick shit, nnutt howze
What do ya get
When you cross tech with a fine bitch in the club?
Ky, bou lou, motel, sextime.
What do you call a rappin' ass
Rogue dog villain pretty mother fucker?
Donny quest, azmo, sinister tech n9ne
[chorus]
Sin with me I want you. She-devils in the house let me hear ya
(Hey) off top I gots to get near ya
Often they blow ya top watch when they hold ya jock
Shocked when the notch sold crotch and you lost composure
Soft for the ho's ya not stocked fulla roll ya walk for the
Hot shot wanna cop and do lots of dosha
She devil her greed level is hella high
Speed rebel exceed pedals with a devils eye
They call girl and strip they all twirl and trip in yaw world
They dip and all thorough and hip
Hustlers they sluts and drug smugglers
Money they double up throw that stuff up and bubble up
Best believe when I get ya I'm bout to strap it down
Cause wadatah Imma tippy tah on ya capitown
I go to have it now, TECH N9NE it's a habit
Got to stab it I'm savage hound
She devils are incredible out 4 thy dough
At her crilla is scrilla ex and tapes of Taebo yo
Today my wife left, I don't give a fuck bitch
That's why I'm paying you 150 bucks
To suck me and caniver
Let this diabetic dick touch your saliva
I take em blid and crazy 14 to 48
Every since we fucked I been coughing and losing weigh stink ho
Trying to creep bitch pick your son up
He been at school for a week
You fucking freak trying to get the best of me
Kidnap you ass leave you lost like really without destiny
You stank trick you suck dick Jason Williams
(What up!) Shoot this dirty bitch
This devilish bitch is so succulent
Taking a piece of my soul every time that I bust a nut
She's like a succubus a nymphomaniac laying me back
On a fitchy mattress cum stinking smelling like catfish
Still I hit yeah I did it her pussy travels it doesn't have a pivet
I remember when she was timid your scandalous ass
Taking the pastors cash got em on the sucking your tits
Snorting and passing hash
I still had to grab that ass had to laugh at stories
About you ragged ass-licking maxi pads, you dirty bitch
You used to be nerdy bitch
Now she's in the backyard fuck thirty pits
Now besides being on ex and regardless of having sex
We getting close to gellets just grinding to every kick
2 fingers up in her pussy my hands rubbing her tits
As soon as my wife push me her mans fucking a trick
(I don't care she know I trick) but she's starting to get hip
To it cause she's finding matches inside of my pockets
That say I strip which means I might get caught lose
Everything that I bought, the house, the kids, and the car I know it sounds Bizarre
But we should give her a call and see if she want it in that way
It's 3-way sex and we can all be friends
I know you've done it before don't act like you haven't whore
I'm bout to lose my wife I can't afford a divorce
Fucking with your pussy it's a handful you think
I'm drowning then you clowning
So basically bitch you're a damn fool and that's a given fact
Plus I remember back when you was young I could see 100 niggas thru your gap
And all of them was probably hitting that
That's embarrassing you're stuck with 30 children, 20 miscarriages
In and out of buildings aint caring who it is fucking newlyweds
Didn't mean to do it but you did slut
Devilish she's never to be faithful
Credit or fee it's better that she's tranquil
Even a apple my cock can unlock
The key to your asshole
Stop the plot do the freeze on my cash flow
Cock the gloc I thru these in the castle
Fresh outta school with a disease and a tassle
[Chorus: Tech N9ne & Big Krizz Kaliko (2X)]
Sex out south-some hit in and out
Screamin n cussin-some bustin it out
Sex out south-some freaks comin out
Sex o s is what it's all about
[Verse 1: Kutt Kalhoun]
I got this bitch named Janae from Olathe
Baby girl was flavor
Into bitches and sexual favors
Told me I could take it
Got a fettish addicted to pain
Wanted me to choke her
While she sat on my dick and i came
All over the sofa
But this hoe from the o she was cold
Didn't like to swallow it
I poked to the back of the throat
Kept a bitch from vomittin
She begged for a dick in her ass
Baby liked it anal
But my head was too big for her ass
So I used my fingers
Down to Dallas with Rita & Alice
One white and Phillipino
One on my dick and one tossin my salad
Off in the casino
Real sex ain't got shit on these vets
Told em they could keep me
Even thought about writin a check
I'm coocoo for a threezy
To all em bitches and hoes that leave your life unexposed
You better peap this out south bitches as pros
If you don't know how it goes
You besta follow your nose
Get on some freak shit
Now follow as the story is told
It's like..
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
I know you heard that I talk allota
shit about a bitch
But I'm bout to swerve this time
Talk about a differnt kinda chick
The ones who love the dick constantly in an out
Even like to put it in her mouth
And I'm not talkin bout northbound bitches I'm talkin about the bitches down south
You can find em in the 50's all the way to Grandview
You can get em up in Overland Park and Olathe
Thank you for the paper
Never given a fuck about what your bitch is thinking pety shit is second nature
Throw em in the mix nigga fuck em witha friend
They will be callin you so you can do it again
You ain't gotta spend ain't gotta pretend
Call her up and tell her you needa put it in
And not just white
There's hella beautiful black bitches
Give it from the back
They lovin the dick too
Down north women
They hate the bitch boo
I know you don't like what I'm sayin but it's true
And ya'll be fuckin the bitches like we be fuckin the bitches
We be out for the pussy and we rockin you bitches
Nothing you never could tall a nigga could be stoppin nigga
Cause I ain't had enough of you bitches
Now sex out south
When you put it in her mouth
And you don't need help from hitch
You can find em in a house of six
Pretty damn thing with one and switch
Any other women hatin
Got a nigga waitin for that weak shit you pitch
Play that shit
The down bitch quit it sit down sweat it skited now bitch!
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 3: Big Krizz Kaliko]
I'm talkin bout chick set center
Where I'm from
St. Theresa's, Bishop Hogan up in her
Hit me neos rustin n the ones I be tusslin with
Now I'm a get mine and I'm hopin you get get yours before I THROUGH!
Cause cale be mackin them hoes fast
An if ya lucky ya be getcha a peice of evil ass WOOO!
With the red bombs
Cause them the ones I love out south get my head gone
And they never wanna let me pull it out with the min on
So I'm pullin the rubber out
When I need it I'm takin the southern route
And it was late at night clutch your lady tight
Or me and my niggas out south!
Get it with no dought
Sit it your mouth
If ya with it then baby let me hit it down south!
Still I got too many bitches that I posed to me
And the ladys really lookin like they hoes to me
Like a lova
I got to get some more rubber
Oochee koochie the way you do me
You really give it to me when we be under the cover
Felicia-O I'm glad to meet ya
But when you kiss this bitch they go balistic
They troublin for some head get to rockin the bed
Heard a southside screamin SOUTHSIDE!
*(Yukmouth)*
Regime Life nigga!!
What!
Speak on it!
Tech 9!(Tech 9!)
Phats Boss (Phats Boss)
Gonzoe (Gonzoe)
L.Q. nigga (L.Q.)!
Chorus *(Phats Bossi)*
Throw up yo hands if you Thugged Out!
First nigga act up, first nigga gettin drugged out!
Throw up yo hands if you Thugged Out!
First nigga act up, first nigga gettin drugged out!
Verse 1 *(Yukmouth)*
Balla position
Regime niggas fuck all'a ya women draped up in linen
I spit this fly shit since I was 5 years old
on some 'ol Osh Kosh Bi'Gosh shit
toss ya bitch, keep it top secret, lock it
Smoke-A-Lot click, walkin around wit ounces in they pockets
bitches jock it
we ridin Benz's, ya'll still drivin 50 rockets
nigga don't knock it
but you need to stop it
top notch shit
I used to cop bricks
rock it up an chop like La-Bobbitt
pushin the 5 whip through the projects til the led 9 spits
nigga you rhyme sick, but you could never fuck around wit my shit
my click my crew nigga
that hard time shit
criminal minded, posted on the grind shit
that cone silencer for one time shit
turnin, pounds into ashes
drinkin Cristal from the bottle
fuck ya glasses
smokin Black-N-Milds to the plastic
the last trial was kinda drastic
limo driver got his ass kicked, tryin to sue us
BUT YOU LOST YOU FUCKIN BASTARD!
I'm A-1 Yola juss like the package
delivered in triple wrappin
niggas get blasted an put in a casket
ashes to ashes an dust to dust, when they fuck wit Yuk
plus I got my own record label
SO WHAT THE FUCK IS UP!
Verse 2 *(Phats Bossi)*
When things is usual we pop Christy
an stack them Bentley's
ya pockets empty pretending to be me
they name me Bossi
my whole click rich like we the Cosby's
slippin's costly
it's cut-throat so fuck a softie
in head to head combat
you scared to bust back
an trust that
call the Regime we known to pull gats in black hats
hop out the company truck
give a fuck, fill my cup an celebrate wit Yuk
now that we grown ups
rock alligators an bumpin slow cuts
juss like the Sho Nuff, we can't be touched
I was raised ruff
gang banged an hand cuffed
fightin ??? always showin my guts, flexin my nuts
hand me my 'Uervo
flip work like we was Trader Joe's from Cisco
optimo, now it's X-O
fightin my ??? for death
pray it's my brother that's kept
when you owe, pay ya debt an we can make it some ???
Verse 3 *(Gonzoe)*
We got it bundled up
gimme my scratch
it's juss my turn an I'ma take mine
trap
nigga don't get attached
tryin to soak up, listenin
tryin to locate my donuts an hit 'em
while we juss got on fuckin up my buisness
never finished
til we give up the plate
extra innings
swing for the fence
you think too little
your world dance wit mud puddles
my shit Evian, I love trouble
start wisperin wit ya hands wide open, watchin you huddle
big every down
everybody got guns, let 'em ring
you fuckin wit me, let's all go out wit a bang
in this last day, this last hour
kool-aid chest cowards wit they life in my hands set off the power
lights out
??? the whole house
wit a gallon of gas to douse
light a flame an flush 'em out
every slug count
miss an get your stripes took
nigga this is real life wit real names written in the black books!
*(Chorus)*
Throw up yo hands if you Thugged Out!
First nigga act up, first nigga gettin drugged out!
Throw up yo hands if you Thugged Out!
First nigga act up, first nigga gettin drugged out!
I can be a villian if ya.... let me! (Thugged Out!!)
First nigga act up, first nigga gettin drugged out!
I can be a villian if ya.... let me! (Thugged Out!!)
First nigga act up, first nigga gettin drugged out!
Verse 4 *(Poppa L.Q.)*
(Check it)
Ever since I was a youngsta been wit this slick shit
tryin to touch a quick one, number one ???
turn an 18 to a full 36 ain't jokin thats how we did it
we was natural born chemists
ballin wit this, Benjamin big heads in my fist
got ya life in my pocket an more than that on my wrist
I got my degree in the concreate of S.C.
comprised wit gettin paper, an started investin in me
utilized my hustle skills beyond my record deal
and time will reveal whose really holdin the skrill
playboy ya lackin, aint touchin my tax brackets
you fuckin wit some thugs, wit some multi-million dollar ???
an if it's on an crackin then my reaction is clappin
is you gon' make it happen or is ya high cappin?
Ya betta get to trackin playboy if you ain't packin
Smoke-A-Lot, Regime is distributin max ???
spent years over the stove in a mini-factory lab
where illegal pharmaceudicals were sold
I was probably 10 years old when I learned to disassemble
then reassemble a semi-auto matic pistol blind fold!
Verse 5 *(Tech N9ne)*
(1-5-1)
They call me Regime, cuz I'm way clean in stay Beam
never live in no day dream, bitch niggas wear Maybelline
throwin up peace cuz you know that I got you
??? ??? ??? ??? but I cop too
Killa!
Rogue Dog! Rogue Dog!
57 venomous!
When I bust this shit got a gang of criminals feelin us
I'm from Waymeyer the same kinda pain caine grinda
wit a scripta
stickin out like a skin head at a ?bahrmistfa?
fuck wit N9ne get snuffed out
Phats Bossi, Maxx, Poppa L.Q., Gonzoe
an my nigga Yukmouth, Thugged Out!
Any nigga wit the bombay
never con-ways displayed
so-right, so-tight
New York niggas say be John Blazed
I been to the ringa
scrapped 'em like I was a guest on Jerry Springer
wit desert eagle, tech meezle
a ??? a nigga, a drop a ???
I die a lil nigga
leave 'em wit a 30 round drummer
slit ya throat then we skip out, "I Know What You Did Last Summer"
aint nobody fuckin wit Regime niggas
bust gats at ya cats makin extreme figures
get ready for the Rogue Dogs, told ya'll we seperatin yo jaw
fuckin yo hoes dog
lickin toes, balls
makin mutha fuckin clothes fall
OH! You mutha fuckas dont know!
At the show you trippin, gotta go get the steel toe
to the brain nigga
REGIME KILLAS keep the function poppin
you really wanna know what time we leave, shit.... ???
YES!!
REGIME KILLAS.... NIGGA!!!
The name of this motherfucker is called Questions
Rough Draft (ha ha, tell em)
QDIII did the beat (all day all night)
Whassup to everybody out there in L.A.
What you really doin hoe?
Why do I do the things I do?
Why so many questions?
What am I doing?
I talk to myself... when there's no-one to talk to
I wanna ask me a question:
When am I gonna make it up out of a hellish and devilish way?
When are you gonna make mill-ions with the dividends;
when are you gonna make ends generate bread?
Who in the hell, left the gate open? Do you wanna sell?
Is everybody on wavelength like us?
Why do I rip it in half, doobie kick ass with backwards
attach isssh like ?hap ut eallavik?
Can you wait a minute? Can you slow it up a little bit
Nina so I can get up in it?
But did you really wanna dabble in fanatical supernatural
lyrically radical milli minutes, I'm about to begin it
Can I get some, can I spit some, which one?
When am I gonna get off this trip?
Can I take another peel, why do I feel
like I'm a sick individual in the room, poppin off at the lip?
Do you, feel me? Do you do voodoo really?
Did you get it? Did you want a real epidemic?
Will you let me run up in it?
What's the word; is it absurd? What is that isssh you heard?
Was it real, is it real, was it really real?
Tech9ne in it to win it besides QDThird occurred
Who's the worst, who's rastafari?
You never livin never sure it's Selassie I the First
brother on the planet Earth, who? Do you wanna flow;
what you wanna do?
How can I be in the zone like this, gone like this?
How can I break the obsession?
In the middle of it all, when I snap back, step back
and ask myself; what, why do you ask so many questions?
Chorus: repeat 2X (chorus is best guess)
Whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy?
Do I wanna stick em with another hit up after this?
Whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy?
I'm at the pinnacle when I'm up in em I'ma kill em in this
Do you understand.. whatcha gonna do when Nina hit you
with the critical homidical lyrical killer flippin
leavin you with boo-boo underpants?
How does it feel? Do you wanna come up and chill - with an assassin?
Can you feel it inside, what?
The feeling of a commotion of two titans clashing
Why me, who are you, what I am supposed to do - what a nigga here fo'?
Who do you fear mo'? Is it the Nine, with a brand new joint?
Like to hear it, here go
What are you lookin at, when am I gonna get a dose of thorazine?
Can you give me a little something to ease the pain?
Ease the mayn, who's the mayn?
Tech-a-Nina with the Road Dawgs and the Midwest Side Crew's to blame
Can I get a little back with attack issh?
What do you accomplish, ever can't you diss, diss
pitless bottom of a, in you toss thou nigga ass, Babe mish
Hate a playa percenter a-hundred that is
Side West, Mid, down ever who off, what?
Hack it, did you know Tech9ne hot like a dragon?
Did you feel it baby? Can you give me a double dose
of whatever the feeling I'm gettin is really pain
Kobain, for anybody want a piece of this, sickness
Is it a cinch to get with hot?
Who, when, where what why?
I'm at the pinnacle with a killer eye, do I wanna
die no I just wanna dose of the most inner syringe
up in my thigh, bonzai!!
Chorus 2X
Now do you know what the real is?
Does everybody think I'm twisted? Non-realistic
or do you think that I'm gifted, I'ma live freer
Can you help me? Am I lookin at you
can I be peepin you from afar, please, remain calm
Could you be the reason I'm a bomb
straight out of Vietnam, ready to explode on Sa-tan?
Tell me what the problem is, I'ma write what the bottom is
Do you know what a empty column is?
Am I your worst nightmare? I feel sick right there
Should I blow it out, can I do without, do I need help?
Am I living within a pen of demons?
I'm stressing, can I get a blessing (from who?)
The one who cursed me with all these Questions
Some say I'm psychotic
but if I have to label it, it would be -- confusion
It's like I gotta write shit like this
to keep my head from exploding, yaknowhatI'msayin?
So many questions
Chorus 2X
I want you to quit
Calling me
Calling me
Following me
Following me
Why do you trip with me
After you get through
Swallowing me
Never knew this Bianca
Would explode
Like this
Now that I know this
I must reload
Gat clips
How many ever met a
Psycho bitch
Down for the minute
But a major twist
Came
With a bit of game
Met that bitch
Sickness
Everybody peep
The evil symptoms
So you'll know
When sexual activity happens
And tears start to flow
Time to go
They come with a
Big package in back
Chest is twice that
But the fatal attraction
Will only get you
Ice packs
Better watch what you do
When you sleep with a woman
That's on the edge
In your bed
Cause you'll be resting
In red
Killa killa
They'll find the number
To your residence
Non-hesitant
Unprecedented
Ain't no mystery
To her steez
She's demented
I ain't never gonna get myself
In another mix up
With a psycho bitch
Millimeter
With a master plan
So you won't be off in a ditch
Like this
Wild child
Running wild
Behind the smile
Is a frown
That'll make you lay it down
Quickly
She's shifty
Killa strictly
Outta come and get me
From a rose
To a three fifty-seven
Three sixty
Psycho bitch
Never ever do it
Down low
With a psycho bitch
Better never ever go out
With a
Psycho bitch
Everybody better learn
How to see a
Psycho bitch
Cause your bitch might be her
What you gonna do when they
Pop at you
Gloc at you
Fill 'em with the venom
Who the fuck
Are we talking to psycho bitches, psycho bitches
I was holding her
Hugging her
Rubbing her
Sucking her
Kissing her
Plugging her
But she thought
That I was
Loving her
All the loving was gone
When she found out
She was wrong
Calling my Momma's house
At three a.m.
Quit playing on my phone
They say this
Psycho bitch
Was made from us
Psycho bitches
Say they get nothing
But hate from us
Psycho bitches
From the angelic to ravenous
Psycho bitches
Stay the fuck
Away from us
Psycho bitches
She got my
Gas cut off
But I
Don't know how
She got my
Phone cut off
But I
Don't know how
Bitch even got my
Lights cut off
But I
Don't know how
Wish I knew back then
What a
Nigga know now crazy bitch
Followed me to my
Main thang's domain
This dame
Brings more pain
Door chain
Broke after the door rang
Must be on cocaine
Insane
Yanks will mess up
Your thang
No brain bitches
Will have you stressing
Using Rogaine
Didn't chill with her
Deal with her
N9na had to get
Ill with her
Trick tried to kill
Mrs. N9NE
So I had to hit her
With a grill splitter
Never do sex
With a psycho Bianc
Anybody with her
Better pop your trunk
Run better get a gun
When the bitch come
Better know
She's a psycho killa
Killa
Hard
When he hit that piece
And then get her up
And out
With a dis
Scarred
When he knows
That he's been up in the mix
With a psycho bitch
Never ever do it
Down low
With a psycho bitch
Better never ever go out
With a
Psycho bitch
Everybody better learn
How to see a
Psycho bitch
Cause your bitch might be her
What you gonna do when they
Pop at you
Gloc at you
Fill "em with the venom
Who the fuck
Are we talking to
As the
Smoke clears you wonder why this woman
Packs the
Most fear
She keeps a broken heart
And a three eighty
Close near
From me to you
If you sense
She's psychotic
Better watch what you do
What they do
They say this
Psycho bitch
Was made from us psycho bitches
Say they get nothing
But hate from us psycho bitches
From angelic to ravenous psycho bitches
Stay the fuck
You want me to jam
I'm finna
Enter brain waves
Pain from insane days
Make you sick
Like bad mayonnaise
TECH N9NE
Got the remedy
Rhyme infinity
Criminally
Finna be some shit
I'll crack you open
Like the youngest male Kennedy.
Got the whole planet
Rocking off the low blows
Damn it
I show flows
And poke hoes
That's suppose to be yours
Seeing my haters
In the dark alley
Tormented by mine
Dodging the TECH N9NE
Now here's the message
Liberate me
Chocolata tay
Imma rock
Not play
Do the fuck what I say
Throw your souls in the air
Like this
Flash your bar codes
While I stick 'em
With another hit
Up out of abyss
The TECH N9NE N9na
Out to find vaginas
Just a player
Clubbing it
Rubbing it
Loving that
Creamer streamer
Might seem a little extreme
My thing
When I flips
I gots to make sure that it's hot
Make the whole planet rock
Like this
Make that ass hop
Don't stop
Down south biancs
Make the planet rock
MidWest
Too much ass in one room
Rat tata tata tata
Tata tata boom
Make that ass hop
Make that ass hop
All the ladies in the party
Make the planet rock
See that ass hop
Watch that ass hop
All the fellas like to see you
Make the planet rock
Call it what you want it
Ghetto futuristical
Get up on it
There's a bianc up in my sector
Can I bone it
Cause all we want to do
Is get drunk
Get blowed
Spit shit
Spark blunts
And fuck hoes
We're quick to beat a buster down bad
MidWest Side put me in the soundlab
Now I'm ton niviganmad
I flipped it backwards
For you flow snatchers
Blast y'all
In the ass
N9na playing fast ball
Crash all
Glass jaws
Mad y'all
Cause last call
I was in the back
Of the club
Banging the hell
Outta this bad broad
On my planet
We take no haters for granted
They crisscross
Ten seconds till lift off
Be soaked in pistol grip sauce
Ripped off
The techniques complete heat
Retreat six feet
Under six feet
Unique speaks
Freaks tweak
Never let the beast seep
Can it
While the trooper
Techa N9na
Rock the planet
Make that ass hop
Don't stop
Down south biancs
Make the planet rock
MidWest
Too much ass in one room
Rat tata tata tata
Tata tata boom
Make that ass hop
Make that ass hop
All the ladies in the party
Make the planet rock
See that ass hop
Watch that ass hop
All the fellas like to see you
Make the planet rock
I got the type of flow
To make 'em make
Scream 3
Six rappers being hunted
By a killer
I never kill the Bianca's
With the 36D
I party
With the bitches
On my planet
Looking crispy
Swiftly
Making rappers do
Three sixties
Never knew
Three sixes
Other niggas
Trying to dis me
Be under
These prefixes
Non ill
Malfunctional
N9NE rambunctional
Never let up
On a heated mic
Till I'm comfortable
Rogue style
Fifty-seven
Fifty-six street gang
Grips we gain
Anybody wanna trips
We bang
Hit us with a what
Lyrical head splitter
Making hella hoes
Get a nut
Make 'em put the rolls
In their butt
Let a hoe be a slut
Negro never give a fuck
Why the attitude
N9na ross
You got the sauce
Nigga I'm mad cause the Chiefs lost
I'm pissed off
In Kansas City
I'm straight from the abyss
TECH N9NE
I got the whole planet rocking with me
Whole planet
Rocking like this
Make that ass hop
Don't stop
Down south biancs
Make the planet rock
MidWest
Too much ass in one room
Rat tata tata tata
Tata tata boom
Make that ass hop
Make that ass hop
All the ladies in the party
Make the planet rock
See that ass hop
Watch that ass hop
All the fellas like to see you
(intro:)
You know what I'm sizzlin
It's time to get this party started right baby
Aw....my name.. they call me Tech N9ne
And I ah need a carabu lu
Uh that's 151 malibu rum and pineapple juice
You know what I'm sizzlin
Ha! Uh you down't know what dat is
Can't get the party started without that
Let's do it
(verse 1:)
You want me to jam I'm finna enta
Brain waves came from insane days
Make ya sick like bad mayonnaise
(Tech N9ne)
Got the remidie rhyme
Infinity
Criminally tryna be some shit
I crack ya open like the youngest male Kennedy
Got the whole planet rockin off the low blows
Dammit I show flows and poke holes that's supposed to be yo'z
Seekin my haters and in a dark alley tourmented by mine
Dodgin the (tech 4x N9ne 4x)
Now here's a message
Liberace may Chocolatate'
take em I'ma rock na
Playa, nigga fuck what I say
Throw ya souls in the air like this
Flash ya bar codes while I stick em
with another hit up out of the abyss
The Tech N9ne out to find vaginas
Since the playa clubbin it, grubbin it
Lovin that crema streama
My thing when I flips I got to make sho that it's hot
Gotta make the whole planet rock like this
(Chorus:)
Make that ass hop, don't stop
Down south niggaz make the planet rock
MIDWEST, too much ass in one room
Rat-a-tat tat-a-tat tat-a-tat BOOM
Make dat ass hop, make dat ass hop
All da ladies in the party make the planet rock
See dat ass hop, watch dat ass hop
All da fellas like to see ya make da planet rock
Hahaha dats way to much ass for me baby slow it down right here
(Verse 2:)
Call it what ya want it
Ghetto futuristic come get up on it
There's a black up in my sector can I jump on it
Cause all we wanna do is
Get drunk, get blowed, spin shits, and fuck hoes
We quick to beat a buster down bad
MidWest side put me in the sound lab
Now I'm hot damn like a ?????
I'm flippin backwards for you flow snatchers
Blast ya'll
When I ask me to playin fast ball
Crash yall
Glad yall
Mad yall
Cause last call was in the back of the club
Bangin da hell outta dis bad bra
On my planet we take no haters for granted
They Kris Kross
(10 seconds til lift off)
Be somethin pistol grips off
Ripped off
The techniques I complete heat
Retreat 69 to 6 feet
Unique speeks freak tweeks
Never let the BCs can it
While the true trooper? of Tech Nena rock the planet
(Chorus)
Ay partna I got a wild one here
man see if you can help me here with this thang
It's all delicious baby
(Verse 3:)
I got dat type of funk to make ya ??? scream three
Six rappaz beein hunted by a killa MC
I neva killd a ???with a 36D
A party with the bitches on my planet lookin crispy
Swiftly makin rappers do 360
(Neva do three 6s)
Otha niggas tryna dis me be
(Under these prefixes)
Non ill mouth
Functional (N9ne)
Rambuctional
Neva let up off a heated mic till I'm comfortable
Road Dawgs style
57, 56 street gang
Grips we gain
Anybody wanna trips we bang
Hit us with
(??? make em ask 4 it)
(Makin hella hoes getta nut)
(Make em put a ???? in dey butt)
(Betta hope she a slut)
(Nigga road neva give a fuck)
Why the attitude
Nena rache' got the sauce
I'm mad casue the chiefs lost
I'm pissed off
In Kansas City
I'm str8 from the abis
Tech N9ne
I got the planet rock with me
The whole planet rock like this
Nigga back up I aint know that was yo woman
All the broke ass playa haters be quiet (YEAH)
(Chorus)
I can tell that you can tell that I'm twisted
by the bulge in my pants so let's do it baby like this uh
Kansas City make da Planet Rock (Ugh)
St. Louis make da Planet Rock (Ugh)
Missouri make da Planet Rock (Ugh)
Chicago make da Planet Rock (Ugh)
Lawrence, Kansas make da Planet Rock (Ugh)
Topeka make da Planet Rock (Ugh)
KCK make da Planet Rock (Ugh)
Witchita make da Planet Rock (Ugh)
Minnasota make da Planet Rock (Ugh)
Cleveland make da Planet Rock (say wha)
Nebraska make da Planet Rock (ugh)
Oklahoma make da Planet Rock (ugh)
Detroit make da Planet Rock (ugh)
Mississippi make da Planet Rock (ugh)
Memphis make da Planet Rock (Bitch)
Indiana make da Planet Rock (ugh)
Dakota make da Planet Rock (ugh)
Carolina make da Planet Rock (ugh)
Virginia make da Planet Rock (ugh)
D.C make da Planet Rock (ugh)
Baton Rouge make da Planet Rock (ugh)
New Orleans make da Planet Rock (ugh)
Arkansas make da Planet Rock (ugh)
Alabama make da Planet Rock (ugh)
Atlanta make da Planet Rock (say wha)
Houston make da Planet Rock (say wha)
Dallas make da Planet Rock (say wha)
Fort Worth make da Planet Rock (say wha)
Miami make da Planet Rock (say wha)
New Jersey make da Planet Rock (say wha)
Philly make da Planet Rock (say wha)
New York make da Planet Rock (say wha)
Las Vegas make da Planet Rock (say wha)
Arizona make da Planet Rock (BEATCH!)
Seattle make da Planet Rock (say wha)
California make da Planet Rock (say wha)
L.A make da Planet Rock (say wha)
Englewood make da Planet Rock (say wha)
Compton make da Planet Rock (say wha)
Long Beach make da Planet Rock (BITCH!)
Sacramento make da Planet Rock (ugh)
Oaktown make da Planet Rock (BITCH)
San Dieago make da Planet Rock (HOE)
San Fransisco make da Planet Rock (say wha)
Mid-West make da Planet Rock (say wha)
Down SOuth make da Planet Rock (say wha)
East Coast make da Planet Rock (say wha)
West Coast make da Planet Rock (say wha)
I say ya mama make the planet Rock
I say ya daddy make the planet rock
I say ya mama sucked a dick cock
(outro:)
And we done
Cut dat shit out!
Motherfucker
Pola Bear in da house
Pola Bear track masta 98 style
Motherfuckin Midwest side to da fullest
Teck N9Ne, Don Juan
Nigga
We in the Bear tracks
Punck ass bitch
Verse 1:
Simon says I can make a grip if I unload this clip
And empty off in another, if I want to get payed
Aint no games to be played
Scarface I watch on a daily basis
Smokin laces
Goin different places
Stickin millie in they faces
No cases
Lucky me
Cuzz Simon said im gonna live through the shoot of sellin
Big budda
Blunts big enough for a pharmacital distrubtor
Pimp you tha
Go down on how many words demanded me
And Bakari, Evil Ward, PKW
I ran this
My shit was landed
Playa vision was my decison
Fuckin school cuzz my teachers a fool for followin rules
When I make that run, when I make that sound when I pop that gun
Leaving demons numb
Releasing feecies, piss and cum
Now my futures looking manic, satanic, forces ran it
Dammnit, im ?, straight up panic
And it dont matter none to me cuzz Simon got my head
Im mentaly dead
And i'll pump you full of lead
Just because Simon said
Chorus:
Simon says
Sex, Indiga, Money, Obsession, Neglect
Oh yea
Simon says
Verse 2:
Bitches, Biancas, and Biatchresses is all the same
Simon says he already equipped me with hella game
What did he want from me?
Small deeds
And get nothing, but i'll run up in it, all creeds, planting the seeds
He said I can stick it with no protection
I know flection, with a hoe with no J on my erection
Its not a god call, hittin this fraud wall, im just an oddball
Running back and forth through Todd Hall
All, these bitches, swingin on my inches
Thinkin that they gettin white picket fences, on my expenses
Simon said no worries
Akuna Matata, but my dick is heated like an anchalota
Its gettin hotta
Nobody move, nobody get burned
Bullshit if I more flex, I guess im on it when I get dressed in the latex
I bone it
But I dont cum
Niggas like me end up dead fucked up naked head
Just becasue Simon said
Chorus: 2x
Verse 3:
Sex, Indiga, Money, Obsession, Neglect
Thats waht S.I.M.O.N meens
But I heard this voice say "Hey Tech what about your dreams?"
Fuck that dreamin and do this dirt, said thats how im gonan win
You gotta act liek you want to be livin fat like a samoin
Could it be endless listening to Simon
This time I chose to kick rhymes
Get mines, the big times waitin for me
Was tryin to get signed
Heard my moms got a record deal with Jimmy Jam and Terry Louis
Prospective, now im the straight bomb
BOOM, in the face, im on the paper chase
Simon said he couldnt beleive I resorted to rhymin
Throw your shit togather
No time for relaxin
Time to go back to popin your 9 milli jackin
So what, im stuck, but, im hearing voices saying fuck that nigga named Simon
Get with a nigga named Diamond
And now, a nigga from the MidWest
Is bout to have these biancas hearing me wide spread
FUCK WHAT SIMON SAID!
Chorus 3x
Wicked wicked
Now it's on (echos)
[Short Nitty]
I murder your whole city
Nigga like Frank Nitty's hideous as idiots
Niggas betta get respect when I flex
Comin tech flows like amphibians
From here to the Carribeans
Unexplored territories like Venus
Niggas never seen the teen the teams keenest
Bury ya mind like Zimas
Infared beamers keep ya posse on my penis
[Tech N9ne]
Now it's on
Wickeds in this da link a mid to west flex
Did a piss
To this bitch who dis this cl-ick
Bliss is hangin that bitch by the clitoris
You get spit on
Shit on
Hit on
Get on the dick of this
Sl-ick niggaRA
But you can always call the Nina
A killer in America
Amerikilla
[Short Nitty]
I got skills to kill
Like overdosin pills
Blood spills for million dollar bills
You can't try to peel this
Or feel the illness
Of a nigga that's comin out real (real)
I don't know why
Nigga you livin a lie
A plus I despise those who try
A nigga like I this high and fly and sly
Mid west side so you just might die
[Tech N9ne]
Check it out
I murder these hoes, Hercules flows
My shit carries on like hepatitis
So don't bites me
An enemy
Gimme no fuckery foul like (what)
Now I gotta cock it to re-write it
I might just
Make a nigga bite dust
When I bust plus
Can maybe feels great
Can it be ill? yes
Sanity kills a real nigga but still
I wreckin like I'm a Deville
The best, the NINE!, correct, BURN!
Now it's your turn
You must LEARN!
Misery niggas the craze like 24 gang niggas on SHERM!
When it's on I be heated like a hot comb
Tell these punk muthafuckas to leave me alone
When I'm in the zone you get blown away
Get the clothes away
Mitch Bade niggas cause it's on today
[chorus]18x
Now it's on
[Lejo]
Now let me smoke and choke
Let these niggas know that Lejo ain't brought no jokes
Nigga betta learn the ropes
We like costra nostra
And'll fuck around and cut yo' throat
Decapitation facin devastation nations when they ragin can't stop this
Nigga you can catch a fist
And you can rest in piss
But the diss and you thought I missed
I'm indestructable and untouchable
Ain't givin a fuck about what you know
I don't love no hoe, I don't mug no mo
But I'm still collectin my other dough
Now peep the rawness my rhymes is flawless
Fools get tossed for tryin to floss like bosses
People can call this the clique wit no losses
Cause a nigga can flow from September to August
Deeper than seven seas, colder than no degrees
Niggas is easy to get down on ya knees
When you fuckin wit rhymes like these
I always find that he's bitin my shit it's me he's tryin to be
No more chances understand this
I'm the man wit the plan I stand from Kansas
And this weed enhances scandalous dances
What is in my hands will take yo last glances
Fuckin wit a technicality, that's what it gotta be
Nigga sittin on the side of me
My mentality makes fatality reality
Split yo anatomy, assault and battery
Niggas pray to God we stop, we won't though
Askin who's on the top, they don't know
But don't no muthafucka in the muthafuckin western muthafuckin hemisphere really want Joe
Associated with a deadly force we got codes
Deeper than morse
Sounds like (noise)
And needle points bullet shoot through a horse
So of course
I'm leavin niggas dead like a corpse
(Gun shot then a pause...)
[Tech N9ne]
Don't test me
Biatchres
Another collorialism I came up wit the bitch deep this twist
Betta hurry pick a position I do for when you niggas submited to Amerikilla did it and then I
I quit it I flip in a minute I'ma get them rellish lips
You can't sell us dip
We gettin high off K bombay (bombay)
Packin hella heat like Pompay (Pompay)
Itch-made abay igga-may anyway
I get ill when I feel like, gettin biz
You know what that is?
I know what that is
When I be rippin eveybody know what that is
Rewind, SLEMET, NIET, HAA, HEEEH!!
If anybody wanna catch this
I just said fuck demons and I got pit backwards
And that's bomb futuristic attack shit
Match this
Takes hella practice
To rips scripts nigga gotta be thug
I gotta make this shit make sense so I can say 'made it ma'
Top of the world
Gimme life or give me death
Death becomes evil like asmodious I gotta a melodious flow
It becomes podious changeable
Untameable angel
Angelic
Bustin like a Magnum, Tom Selleck
Advisary terror
Sick of loosin money in Harris
Mac assasin like Anotonio Banderas
How many niggas you know I bust style
So ambidextrous and I mean I'm buck wild
When it's on
I be heated like a hot comb
Like I said in the first, zone
Accident prone
But these niggas don't wanna flex wit Tech when the heat is on
Nigga
Now it's on
[chorus]
Welcome to everready
Welcome to everready
Welcome to everready
The Religion
First thing I wanna say is
Y'all can't fuck wit us
Y'all can't fuck wit us
It's the one with a name of a gun
Look at me mamma what I become
It's a, monsta, gangsta, fast
But I want to, thank ya for the last
Thirty-three becuase everybody's heard of me
And if they say that I'm fakin' mama it's perjury
'Cause your son comes with thunda now
That's why they wonder why we headline when I'm underground
In this mainstream game my gang brings pain, to cowards
Said I'm done Cali give me the power come on wit it
You industry punks I hope you fakes die
'Cause most of rappers have a queer eye for the straight guy
Was that shit loud enough to hear
Loud enough to echo through the city and bust your ears
Patrick tried to sue us for a whole lot of bucks this year
Sell crazy somewhere else trick we're all stocked up here
Hey, I think I wanna say it again, y'all
Y'all can't fuck wit us
Y'all can't fuck wit us, no can do
Y'all can't fuck wit us, no can do
Y'all can't fuck wit us, no can do
Y'all can't fuck wit us, can't fuck wit us
Can't fuck wit us, can't fuck wit us
Yo, Big Krizz Kalico, tell 'em, y'all can't fuck wit us
Y'all can't fuck wit us
Fuck niggaz that got it in for me
But then the crowd's still got it's energy
Now, fool is fixin' be crowned through with foolin' around
Which is two hands and both thumbs down bitches
For the Bianca's and Beatrice's the Beatrice's is miraculous
You don't want to go on after us, no
This is a slip of ridiculous can't get with us flows
Actually a bit of babblin' liftin' your soul up
We all grown up and when we blown up
Don't get to frontin' I'll get you country boys nuttin'
You can cut us to thirty we stay on for an hour
'Cause them heads boppin' in the crowd's ours, absolute power
Main thing is taking over this mainstream
The game seems like they been waiting for a new A team
Ask Busta Rhymes, he said that nobody had the gift like him and Spliff
But me and Tech N9ne, well y'all ain't fucking with
Y'all can't fuck wit us, no can do
Y'all can't fuck wit us, no can do
Y'all can't fuck wit us, no can do
Y'all can't fuck wit us, can't fuck wit us
Can't fuck wit us, can't fuck wit us
This beat make me wanna say hallelujah
Yo but instead I'ma say, y'all can't fuck with us
Y'all can't fuck with us
Okay this the benediction, now we got y'all listenin'
Just a fraction of friction from the act you was missin'
If you would actually listen you'd see whose ass you be kissin'
You're dealin' with one hell of a fella ya see
I'm 'Anghellic' but devils bring out the devil in me
I might pull the bullet so cover you see
A goody, goody get hoody less for messin' with me
This is my testament Tecca Nina been pressed against war
Simply done best to get next to it so I represent all
Grab your breast to this havin' sex next so pop your crystal
Crock ya legs a bit rock ya bed drop them drawers
Tis to men to the one you wan to take a stand to
You chumps in trouble we bout to bubble like shampoo
You might try but you can't do what Aaron and Sam do
You tryin' to ban who no can do
It's a celebration bitches put your hands up ya
Y'all can't fuck with us
Y'all can't fuck wit us, no can do
Y'all can't fuck wit us, no can do
Y'all can't fuck wit us, no can do
Y'all can't fuck wit us, can't fuck wit us
Can't fuck wit us, can't fuck wit us
It's not that y'all wack that got it so bad
It's that y'all pissed 'cause we got it so good
Night And Day
eheheh
Tech N9ne, Baby
Other rap is out commission
to the mouth they 'bout to listen
do it up Reroute conditions make you bounce without permission
Check it out we 'about to glisten
bring 'em out we scout them chickens
We don't need no strife in this cause life's a bitch
never doubt we thizzlin'
Better triple lock your vixens
cause I make them rock with diction
Let go inhibitions & hittin' this one with all the fixins
So put the knife away party your life away
Hardly evil cause we the party people night and day
Night and day (we we we what?) Party palet
Party hardy hardy hardy hardy hardy hardy hardy
Life's a bianca, so me and Cali create the Funkra
Don't interput me during me mantra
Hunts for party chicks in Shreelanca
Past them hookers with fat ass like Ashton Kutcher we punk'd ya
Dash to liquor sto past me no Michelob bastard
Half on the Henndo & Captain wit it cause we masters
Heineken bottles behind a thin model with collagen
Kind in Colorado benign like rollo she swallowin'
Tarantula with fruit punch vodka and cranberry
sara cara terra bou lou so I can stand barely
Yeager bombs Goldenschlager or you can feel the pain
of Cuervo Silver Patron Tequila, Dos Equis Corona Sapporo
Give me the Pies Porter Goldstofchen out of the bottle
Gobble the Malibu baby I don't mean to startle you
We do what we gotta do to get the party inside of you
I hit the party with 50 niggas we blood hounds
We come to kick it with bianca's and tear the club down
If these hataz trippin' cause their women love clowns
At the back of the club stickin' she making love sounds
Have women and we'll travel she will straddle
Saddle up bitches cause this is a real battle
I'm loving to palet rock & roll even Sade
Playin' when layin' having our nasty little swaray
Party like it's your last day to get your last say
Take the pathway to ecstasy hit you the fast way
get so drunk I might Just have to crawl to night
I'm 'bout to rock it shake it rip it up and ball tonight EEYAH
Take a look off in my eyes I come with no disguise
I'm the hand up Mona Lisa's skirt Imma big surprise
Gotta party right away we can hit your hide away
KCMO is just a flight away - Night and Day
Yeah
When it comes to partying
Strange Music, we the best (the best)
eheh
We party all day all night, baby
Tech N9ne
Tip you bartenders, PUNKS
Drink till your drunk
With Tech N9ne
We the party people night and day
Living crazy is the only way
Real cocky
Real sloppy
Drunk at the club and y'all can't stop me
Super star style
Whoop the are pounds
Out the roof, scoop the group we be troopin' large crowds
Yes we are foul
And we rich now
Used to be all of me, but it's all on the bitch now
They wanna get me stuck, they commin' into my world
It's too late I got, my wife, my bitch, my girl
I was nineteen
Met a nice queen
Car was light green
Naughty as ice cream
But she too jealous Nickaleas
Sort of ridiculous
With the liffa kickin' it
We can never be inconspicuous (My bitch)
Rolls with me
It's so sickly
In love with me
But she give me Felicia 'ol hickeys
But go get me, in the wee hours to get me slow quickys
So sticky
Roll with my homies she so shifty (My wife)
Married a monsta
Carried a youngsta
Said if you cheated it you will come back to hunt ya
She said my filthy world
Makes her wanna hurl
And that's my first verse
My wife, my bitch, my girl
Daddy told me that she wanna control the chick
She gotta go and blow her grip
Because it's all unload on a bitch
One is no trip
But two had mo lip
And three I just can't cope with
My wife, my bitch, my girl
Got a nice anus
And it's right ain't it
Can't really touch durin' the day but in the night tame it
Usin' fight language
When she take inches
Great bitches
Gettin' busy on the weight benches (My bitch)
Got a big butt
A big slut
Who get big bucks
You might look up and get your chick sucked
Cause she's bi-sex
Keep her thighs wet
Spontaneous I don't know what we gon try next (My wife)
Go a ghetto booty like Naomi
Imma tell you like Jayo say
All my bitches havin' fancy dreams
And all my bitches wearin' Applebottom jeans
My wife, my bitch, my girl
If one's trippin'
The other's for fun flippin'
You coo
She run's limpin'
You end up with funds missin'
You foo
Come wicked your women become visious and cruel
Dump checkin' to some funds with some checks and you loose
Out of balance the playalistical values and lyin'
I done challenged the way of Mystical powers and hinted
I can silence an egotistical chick in a fight
I'm defiant with an evil twist my girl, my bitch, and my wife
Ain't no bitch on this planet that is a match for me
They get sick and they stand it cause Ninna packs the three
Have to be
Crash to see
If naturally to cause a catastrophe
Exsactaly (My wife)
Don't like me (My bitch)
Get's hyphy (My girl)
Might knife me twice just to spite me (My wife)
If I break her heart (My bitch)
It'll rip her apart (My girl)
CHORUS 1:
Have you ever met a nigga who was pie sprung?
Theres alot of slinky niggas where I come from
Theres another missle catcher just like him
His name is Mitchell Bade, Mitchell Bade
TECH N9NE:
What up mitch?
Is it an everyday thang for you to act just like a bitch?
How does it FEEL, to have a nigga that will KILL yah,
for the foul shit you spit?
Number one snitch
A bitch with a dick
I found the remedy for the enemy
(What)?
Bust at the nigga like shootin at the Kennedy's
Cause Mitch Bade ain't really no friend of me!
BAKARII:
To be exact
He's that nigga that talk,but he really can't back that shit that he talk
So he gotta walk around with a gat
But a nigga like me, I'll knock him out with the force of a hurricane
The penalty for the path if you disrespect the game
TECH N9NE:
Now what goes on inside the mind of a nigga like this?
The nigga pissed
As I pumped off four rounds up in the trick he was with
But It ain't my fault you a little ole' bitch
(Without yo click)
Nigga run with a quickness
(Get away quick, but you bet not slip)
Better of with a Bianca then be stuck
(With a AK 47 on your lip)
Right!
BAKARII:
Even if I'm lifted I can scope em' from a mile away
Niggas fakin like intisapating they domes day
TECH N9NE:
Camouflagin but I can see you actin like a Bitch
Which are the symptoms of a nigga named Mitch!
CHORUS 2:
Have you ever met a nigga who was pie sprung?
There's alot of slinkin niggas where I come from
There's another missle catcher just like him
His name is Mitchell Bade (Mitch Bade) Mitchell Bade (Mitch Bade)
If a Mitch is yo mix, you best's ta check one
And get ret to go for milli, when the next one come
If a nigga got a foot off in his rectum
His name is Mitchell Bade (Mitch Bade) Mitchell Bade (Mitch Bade)
BAKARII:
(Late night I got a page from Bianca)
She told me her man was trippen, so swoop her bout a block up
So I um, got prepared, My conscience told me grab the gat
But all I could think about, was hittin that kitty kat from the back
All about that hustle, but tonight I gosta kick it
Deep conversation,but it's her first time letting a nigga hit
But I'm not alone, It seems this nigga was on the phone
He heard the spot, the topic, whicked whicked, now it's on!
As I continue(continue) creepin(creepin) it's apparent
That I'm dealin with a Mitch Bade, I guess that's why he keeps on stareing
But I'm well equiped to handle a fleet, so nigga don't think I'm sleep
We can talk like men or we can get grim, and handle this shit n'the streets
Don't ever trust no coch
Especially when, a nigga like me is rollin up your block
Bitch Made nigga couldn't see that you was played
So we just changed your name
And Called you Mitch Bade (Mitch Bade)
CHORUS 2
TECH N9NE:
Cruisin down the 'spect with five spliff's roll (roll)
Passenger seat (seat), Sunday the Hoe Stroll
Went to park with major loot
Dippen up on bitches, but the jealous Mitch is ready to shoot, peep
But it ain't complete, the day is foul without a big butt and smile
I need a chick that's running wet like Fury of the Nile
Bumped into, stepped into, this chick that's thick and photo genic
In a minute, I'ma get up in it, with a jimmy to avoid that AIDS epedemic
Get it, got it, good in the hood, shit's all good, so I knocked on wood
Got to her crib, drank some crown, laid me down, showed me the goods
Then, knock knock, "who's that?"
She said her man and he might be strapped with a gat
Put back on my shit, time to show this fool just where it's at
Ret to get wet, she opened it up enough so I could see
She cracked it a bit, but that nigga pushed her, then came after me
Extended arm, and bodily harm
He shoulda caught trigga, chiggas
MITCH BADE, BITCH MADE NIGGAS!!
CHORUS
CHORUS 1:
Have you ever met a nigga who was pie sprung?
Theres alot of slinky niggas where I come from
Theres another missle catcher just like him
His name is Mitchell Bade, Mitchell Bade
TECH N9NE:
What up mitch?
Is it an everyday thang for you to act just like a bitch?
How does it FEEL, to have a nigga that will KILL yah,
for the foul shit you spit?
Number one snitch
A bitch with a dick
I found the remedy for the enemy
(What)?
Bust at the nigga like shootin at the Kennedy's
Cause Mitch Bade ain't really no friend of me!
BAKARII:
To be exact
He's that nigga that talk,but he really can't back that shit that he talk
So he gotta walk around with a gat
But a nigga like me, I'll knock him out with the force of a hurricane
The penalty for the path if you disrespect the game
TECH N9NE:
Now what goes on inside the mind of a nigga like this?
The nigga pissed
As I pumped off four rounds up in the trick he was with
But It ain't my fault you a little ole' bitch
(Without yo click)
Nigga run with a quickness
(Get away quick, but you bet not slip)
Better of with a Bianca then be stuck
(With a AK 47 on your lip)
Right!
BAKARII:
Even if I'm lifted I can scope em' from a mile away
Niggas fakin like intisapating they domes day
TECH N9NE:
Camouflagin but I can see you actin like a Bitch
Which are the symptoms of a nigga named Mitch!
CHORUS 2:
Have you ever met a nigga who was pie sprung?
There's alot of slinkin niggas where I come from
There's another missle catcher just like him
His name is Mitchell Bade (Mitch Bade) Mitchell Bade (Mitch Bade)
If a Mitch is yo mix, you best's ta check one
And get ret to go for milli, when the next one come
If a nigga got a foot off in his rectum
His name is Mitchell Bade (Mitch Bade) Mitchell Bade (Mitch Bade)
BAKARII:
(Late night I got a page from Bianca)
She told me her man was trippen, so swoop her bout a block up
So I um, got prepared, My conscience told me grab the gat
But all I could think about, was hittin that kitty kat from the back
All about that hustle, but tonight I gosta kick it
Deep conversation,but it's her first time letting a nigga hit
But I'm not alone, It seems this nigga was on the phone
He heard the spot, the topic, whicked whicked, now it's on!
As I continue(continue) creepin(creepin) it's apparent
That I'm dealin with a Mitch Bade, I guess that's why he keeps on stareing
But I'm well equiped to handle a fleet, so nigga don't think I'm sleep
We can talk like men or we can get grim, and handle this shit n'the streets
Don't ever trust no coch
Especially when, a nigga like me is rollin up your block
Bitch Made nigga couldn't see that you was played
So we just changed your name
And Called you Mitch Bade (Mitch Bade)
CHORUS 2
TECH N9NE:
Cruisin down the 'spect with five spliff's roll (roll)
Passenger seat (seat), Sunday the Hoe Stroll
Went to park with major loot
Dippen up on bitches, but the jealous Mitch is ready to shoot, peep
But it ain't complete, the day is foul without a big butt and smile
I need a chick that's running wet like Fury of the Nile
Bumped into, stepped into, this chick that's thick and photo genic
In a minute, I'ma get up in it, with a jimmy to avoid that AIDS epedemic
Get it, got it, good in the hood, shit's all good, so I knocked on wood
Got to her crib, drank some crown, laid me down, showed me the goods
Then, knock knock, "who's that?"
She said her man and he might be strapped with a gat
Put back on my shit, time to show this fool just where it's at
Ret to get wet, she opened it up enough so I could see
She cracked it a bit, but that nigga pushed her, then came after me
Extended arm, and bodily harm
He shoulda caught trigga, chiggas
MITCH BADE, BITCH MADE NIGGAS!!
CHORUS
f/ Bakarii
CHORUS 1:
Have you ever met a nigga who was pie sprung?
Theres alot of slinky niggas where I come from
Theres another missle catcher just like him
His name is Mitchell Bade, Mitchell Bade
TECH N9NE:
What up mitch?
Is it an everyday thang for you to act just like a bitch?
How does it FEEL, to have a nigga that will KILL yah,
for the foul shit you spit?
Number one snitch
A bitch with a dick
I found the remedy for the enemy
(What)?
Bust at the nigga like shootin at the Kennedy's
Cause Mitch Bade ain't really no friend of me!
BAKARII:
To be exact
He's that nigga that talk,but he really can't back that shit that he talk
So he gotta walk around with a gat
But a nigga like me, I'll knock him out with the force of a hurricane
The penalty for the path if you disrespect the game
TECH N9NE:
Now what goes on inside the mind of a nigga like this?
The nigga pissed
As I pumped off four rounds up in the trick he was with
But It ain't my fault you a little ole' bitch
(Without yo click)
Nigga run with a quickness
(Get away quick, but you bet not slip)
Better of with a Bianca then be stuck
(With a AK 47 on your lip)
Right!
BAKARII:
Even if I'm lifted I can scope em' from a mile away
Niggas fakin like intisapating they domes day
TECH N9NE:
Camouflagin but I can see you actin like a Bitch
Which are the symptoms of a nigga named Mitch!
CHORUS 2:
Have you ever met a nigga who was pie sprung?
There's alot of slinkin niggas where I come from
There's another missle catcher just like him
His name is Mitchell Bade (Mitch Bade) Mitchell Bade (Mitch Bade)
If a Mitch is yo mix, you best's ta check one
And get ret to go for milli, when the next one come
If a nigga got a foot off in his rectum
His name is Mitchell Bade (Mitch Bade) Mitchell Bade (Mitch Bade)
BAKARII:
(Late night I got a page from Bianca)
She told me her man was trippen, so swoop her bout a block up
So I um, got prepared, My conscience told me grab the gat
But all I could think about, was hittin that kitty kat from the back
All about that hustle, but tonight I gosta kick it
Deep conversation,but it's her first time letting a nigga hit
But I'm not alone, It seems this nigga was on the phone
He heard the spot, the topic, whicked whicked, now it's on!
As I continue(continue) creepin(creepin) it's apparent
That I'm dealin with a Mitch Bade, I guess that's why he keeps on stareing
But I'm well equiped to handle a fleet, so nigga don't think I'm sleep
We can talk like men or we can get grim, and handle this shit n'the streets
Don't ever trust no coch
Especially when, a nigga like me is rollin up your block
Bitch Made nigga couldn't see that you was played
So we just changed your name
And Called you Mitch Bade (Mitch Bade)
CHORUS 2
TECH N9NE:
Cruisin down the 'spect with five spliff's roll (roll)
Passenger seat (seat), Sunday the Hoe Stroll
Went to park with major loot
Dippen up on bitches, but the jealous Mitch is ready to shoot, peep
But it ain't complete, the day is foul without a big butt and smile
I need a chick that's running wet like Fury of the Nile
Bumped into, stepped into, this chick that's thick and photo genic
In a minute, I'ma get up in it, with a jimmy to avoid that AIDS epedemic
Get it, got it, good in the hood, shit's all good, so I knocked on wood
Got to her crib, drank some crown, laid me down, showed me the goods
Then, knock knock, "who's that?"
She said her man and he might be strapped with a gat
Put back on my shit, time to show this fool just where it's at
Ret to get wet, she opened it up enough so I could see
She cracked it a bit, but that nigga pushed her, then came after me
Extended arm, and bodily harm
He shoulda caught trigga, chiggas
MITCH BADE, BITCH MADE NIGGAS!!
CHORUS
Welcome to misery where the killers pop it up
Whenever I say it and deal it at the turn of the gun
We can do it if anybody want it
Where the rapper niggas will call up and tell everyone
Misery loves company so we done with thee
Enemy where he be energy sendin me the route
My negativity trippin wit me you runnin fo yo life
Cause you ran your mouth MOUTH
We can sang or we can bang
It ain't no game we untamed
Whether its fame or we can aim
Release your brains it ain't no thang - MIDWEST CHOPPERS
Know I sayin
We livin in pain
And it's a shame that you came and got drained
And listen mayn stay in your lane - MIDWEST CHOPPERS
Find it Murderers monolog come out of a sinister formidable place
I can let you kno the ins and the outs and I can spit it wickid
Twisted And you can see by the look of my face
Give me the mic and I'ma mangle it tangle it
Definitely people see that I got the hang of it
Pig you gotta try to make a mocery of a city, who
Pock 'em pock 'em damn we dangerous
Came to get strange wit it bang wit it
Stop and get a little untamed wit it
Get the chopper like a fully bully wit a hoodie stop him take him out
So he can Spit cane wit it
Well the answer is right before your eyes
Who do you despies?
Killers who chop you we got to stop you
We gotta stop you pop you partner
Get up outta the way when techa nina be bustin
Gotta give it up I'm a veteran like I said so
I'ma light 'em up and get in your head again
Im better than ever
Never let 'em feather an
Hit the mic and get in again
Medicine ima
CHOPPA CHOPPA CHOPPA
Automatic kickin the ammunition
Killin the competition when it ain't nobody
HOTTA HOTTA HOTTA
Manage everything and everybody
You kno we never missin
Listen to me
How can I make you understand that I'm a general
Even if you poppin the competition in minimal
Cant see the killers and you can bet that we criminal
The thing inside of me keep telling me where to go
So I'ma keep reppin the mirror choppin freakin shows
And I'm about to be on top of this and truly be bustin
Beggin for mercy you punk I ain't givin you NOTHING
We be the best We ain't talking about women we be talking about paper
Already made come and terrible
And the competition is the killa
With or with the buretta tight right under my sweater
And we hide it delopta be where my killas
But my dealers are betta
Like a blender leeroy like a guillotine
Chop yo hands out and throw me out the window
Watch yo lyrical
Thru the atp
WHEN WE COME TO THE STREET WE DON POST ON THE BLOCK
For the killa I'ma lift my middle finger up to the cop
So On the way to the studio we be makin another hot track
They be lovin the way we spit it
Boy they want our position but they ain't never get it
In the hone of the pacific
We the definiton of a soldier
My opposition is the cultural
I spit like a tomic
Me and my killa are guerillas
Boy we tryin to battle cuz they want our position
But they ain't never get it
Man I told you
We the number one competitors dealin
Working the way to the top and get the millin
In the hone of the city you can never cross us
You can try to read us
You can try to beat us
Try to get your speed up but it ain't gon matter
Cause after were done bustin a nigga we don after
We takin after techa nina is the master
Whenever I'm reppin the city in the cane
Holla your brain cuz I'm a disaster
Dilemma get ready decibel comin atcha
We wanna Come atcha
Because I'm a style master And I'm impressionable now
Just so ya kno now
I make 'em sweat
Cause the best with the flow
Whenever you wanna flex you can go
Keep stressing your code
And I make yo man go
Midwest will flow like
SHE'LL FLOW WITH MORE STRIFE
Cuz the energy is the bomb
I can tell that you fascinated by the way we rhyme
And we flow like with the mo like
Mo strike wit the fire
BABY I KNO U SAY IT OFF
Cuz so senemy enemys now
Irritate with the haters that be comin around so I kick it
Like a realla with the style
Im too set for a cure so and I don't need for a doctor to work
Late for makin yo nerves
Late cause he called ya
Hands down now I popped ya now
Lets take a trip to the back of your real gear
Strange the individual wit ill skill
TALK WIT IT
Let me act like you get tough wit it
When you get out of the truck spittin off the crane
Killers gon be the one to leavin yo bodies
Smoke ya but really
AND THE GAME IS DROP
Cause whenever I'm bustin its like
The full heart stopper
The techa nina get up the flow cause we
Midwest choppaz
You better Act right get right
Cause I'm the baddest nigga hookin up with the fastest badass
Hit you with the lyrical lyrical miracle whip incredible knock the head like a several
Diggy diggy down diggy down watcha diggy down
Cook it clown and at the house hold it down diggy diggy__ diggy down
And if you look for the sound you can be found
With the nigga in the crowd are you really wit me?
And when you hear it then nigga then zip it
These make you want to reposition and pivit
When we write it and spit it we makin somebody get it
And if they wont hear it then they wont get it, STOP
Oh we can keep babblin on
Or rapplin off at the mouth while we travelin
And we speakin on on the speakin on the things we be doin comin in to pop my mouth
And where the hell were u?
And I can stop with the drop
With the Caribou
And they see me pop I would say was you
And I wont hesitate to chop you
Until to you
While they doin you
And if you look at the better at the better to combust you got the Cali gun for fun
And if you throw me past the pack man you get it
They putting down the gun
CHOPPA yousa CHOPPA that techa ninaz a CHOOPA
We gon come and Knock your block off
You never see us comin hit yah run and walk off
Cause is more what we wantin
And we come in and headhuntin
Wont stop til we get to the top
You can pray and pray for my downfall
But when I rise like the sun and I ain't
Fuckin' with yaw and imma keep on, (oh), keepin' on (oh)
Keep on (oh) Holdin' on (oh)
I hear'em, whispering in corners speakin' dirty talk
On us bout how we too grown up that we unknowners and
My persona is rock and rollish your nigga told us every word
That you quoted, said I wouldn't be the one that sewed it but
(ha) we exploded
I'm that rap nigga that you heard with Tupac, Sole, Lynch & Bo,
Wake up show with King Tech and Sway, Yukmouth, Thicker Than Water,
Gang Related, Eminem, Roger Trout, Mc Ren, nigga Spice One and Nem.
Hit'em with a venom sit'em down kill'em when I spit,
When I get a bit of scrilla Tech is giving niggas shit,
Love who love us but the playa hatin' niggas better split
It'll never be another Teccanina when I quit
You better neal when you hear a nigga that's real I feel
18 when I bust from the grill because (if you keep it young) your
Song is always sung so street life taught me to keep'em sprung
God sent to kill, lyrical scripts the miracle whipped you
Demons and haterz who tripped, listen I really feel,
My villain T-Will when he spit fuck them plus anybody
They go get and shit.
When the storm consumes all the sun and moon falls on you
Sodom and gomorian Gregorian chanting ru pauls extreme case of
Blue balls cause you bane, got fruit all in his veins what I'm saying
Is I will reign murder you all in his name
Bismallah with a fist and a pistol I dismiss the kiss from a
Hiss giver, wrist slitter, male bitch a witch with a twist a
Glitch man abyss swimmer
Trick, I will never slide never fall never fail, never the devil
Side ever called never hell. But I got these mother fuckers praying 4 my
Down fall but orange hair means time 2 clown yaw
Thanks to Jenny I'll get the message to many the circus is comin' and gunnin'
With plenty, I heard Vell Bakardi got a poster of me burnin' to get his
Earnings concerning not I killed'em but he ain't learnin
Nigga you couldn't burn with me acid or in a fiery pit, you couldn't burn
Me in a volcano where lava is spit, you couldn't burn me if you damned
Me to hell where satan sit the only way that you can burn me is with yo
Bitch nigga
Why don't you niggas keep your mouth shut, without us your
Clout sucks you doubt us and get your mouth bust we veterans
And better than you young cheesy cheddermen, bouncin' cross the nation
And you home watchin' Letterman.
I'm the nigga that got'em listenin' I know it's sickenin' to know I'm the
Nigga that got your girlies cuchie glistenin from listenin' to my shit and
When I get her for christenin' she splits again cause I make her spit the
Nitro glycerin
I'm on you, calling me a old Negro
But I don't know a young nigga that can hold
Me though plus they dough below average and I hold
The glow but they want me to fall so they can say I told you so
But if I'm multi punks would say I just lucked up keep
Talkin' that shit might get you fucked up, you some Jimmy
Rucker Tommy Tucker type of mutha fuckas glamorized you
Specialize in getting' butt fucked
Niggas they think they dope and then gon try check me
I'm here to let your ass know you need to respect me
Cause although you ain't sayin' shit, you getting' on my nerves imma keep
[Intro: Tech N9ne]
All you haters stop!
Whew, man
This beat is uh
What
Rick rocker
E-40
Jellysickle yo
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
They hate it when you bubble
See 'em in they huddles always making trouble (What? Who?)
Jealous fellas man
Fall up in the spot and from the jump they don't like me
Hat to the back and I'm felling real hyphy
Imma star so I'm in with the belly pistol
That's cause the haters be sucking on jelly sickles
That mean the cycle of jealousies real thick man
I'm feeling its bout to pop off real quick man
But I ain't trying to have the fedas come and pinch me
Cause he's plotting on my cheddar on my minske
Never tempt me the grench so you better
never let another nell nother fella come against me
Off in Missouri its jelly sickle city jealousy
watching and it ain't the right stare, right mares
Don't let me go and rock the red spiked hair
They hate it when I do that right there (Right Thurr!) Yeah
[Hook]
Take a lick of this (Jelly sickle sickness)
To much will make you sick (You acting like a trick bitch)
Take a lick of this (Jelly sickle sickness)
Jelly sickle sickness (You acting like a trick bitch)
[Verse 2: E-40]
Quit bumping your gums spark your tongue
keep a real pimp game up out your mouth
If I get on your line and dump two on your spine like it a 80's drought
I'm about that Valley-Jo
Po Po be throwing tantrums
Cause I live up on a hill with a view on a acre
in a big white who white mansion
I be all up in the dirty
Where they cook them fried turkeys
Be up in Houston with Mike Jones and Paul Wall
You want that fast quota
I want that slow nickle
Everything I got I worked for so quit hating on me nigga
Look at the trees, look at the sky, look at the moon
Look at these keys, look at my ride, I'ma tycoon
From the land of the gangsters and pimps and hustlers
Where a hundred will get you three hundred dollars worth of poppers
Every time I look around
Every time I look around somebody done bit my style
Wanna smile in my face and take my place hate
but it ain't gone be no way no how, wow
I'm lit like a candle and they hating
cause I'm hot like a left sink handle
[Hook 2X]
[Verse 3: Tech N9ne]
Jelly sickle
look at how that jelly trickles
Down his elbows
And you can smell those
Playa haters from Calabassas to Melrose
During his jail polls
And knocked him out of his shell toes?
When I walk into the spot them suckas sucking on them sickles
Hate to see me shining get to tripping when they off they ripple
I get these rappers dripping jelly to the third degree
Most of them in my city never know me but yet they heard of me
At the BET awards chilling with the Federation
never forget the woman at the door giving
away the shoes didn't really want me to have 'em
man I had a ticket I had to grab 'em
Come to find out I was in a rhyme bout a couple years ago
here's the blow cause I rake up dough
She was one of the women I left behind up at the wake up show
Come to find out I was in a rhyme bout a couple years ago
here's the blow cause I rake up dough
She was one of the women I left behind up at the wake up show
Congratulate me cause I'm a go getta
For sho hitta E-40 and Nina some flow spitter's
But that don't mean you gotta hate
Jealousy's a sickness take another lick Mitch
(You wack it like a trick bitch)
we gon' make 'em slither dance to this one Zilla
errybody jus (throw your hands up what)
all the ladies jus (throw your legs up what)
all the fellas just (throw your cups us what)
and toast to the homeboys that soften your girls guts what
say man she said she broke up with you last week
now you trippin cuz your chicken went out and passed cheeks
and got a fast leak from Tecca Nina Katrina
nows she right up in mi cocino while your ass sleeps
how'd I take her from you? oh its ??
it's because your girly girly know I earn somethin
now I got them legs over my shoulders
holdin my soldier swollen I cant hold my composure
and when I come to town, your woman come around
and plenny fun is found when i give her some of the clown
the Kansas City style got her yellin "jus gimme now"
you dont wanna do the sound cuz i'm doin bout 20 rounds
If your girls at a Tech show (it's what you thinkin)
feel like she let go (it's what you thinkin)
you never get no
(it's what you thinkin)
she know you barely make it, we got crazy cash
on the movie set me and my homie Baby Bash
got your girl waitin to get her world shakin
at the Grand American givin your girl spankins
cuz she's a bad gal she said she need a release
so she greated with beats now she's no longer sad now
I'm with your wifey
cuz she say I make her feel wanted and by the way she never met nobody like me
at the Graft and laugh makin her stare at things
cutty Cal Grese Chris ??
got your hottie naughty when she drinkin them Cara B's
at Kidd Rocks and I'm off in a booth with Tara Read
Tecca Nina is not a coward, I'll jump in the shower
and bumpity bumb that rock girl if you doubt her
ask freaky Adina Howard about her
she know we scorpios lovin to hit it for hours
If your girls at a Tech show (it's what you thinkin)
feel like she let go (it's what you thinkin)
you never get no
(it's what you thinkin)
I see you mad at me, but my nads happy
cuz you loosin and now you wanna take a stab at me
she hangin wit me cuz you foul nigga
and I'm at the 4 seasons takin her to eat Tao nigga
thats T.A.O when I see a hoe
she's hooked when I let the instant replay go
she's bear now everyone's there throwin wood at it
man this musics so unfare if you good at it
come with us wemon its so fun with us under the sun with us
from dawn til dusk imma give her the love that make her wanna say hummdawala
praisin this craziness in Vegas when I get up on the stage it's outragous
Mandaly Bay with the ?? everybody gets laid to this
I appologize if your heart broken
keep a spark smokin once the Ninna starts scopin
she'll lie to you and wont blink
when it come to Tecca Ninna bein wit your lady dont think
If your girls at a Tech show (it's what you thinkin)
feel like she let go (it's what you thinkin)
you never get no
(it's what you thinkin)
haha it's what you though dawg your chicks wit us
Tech N9ne, Kalikeezy, Young ?? why you keep doin it to yourself dawg
And then comes the two
To the three
And four
Two-thousand Techa N9na
Is hardcore
With a K
See me step up on the track
Like a thug
Make it pound
At West end
Then make a dub
To the homies in jail
When you making bail
Time to act an idiot
A lot
Not just a little bit
Watch when Kansas City hit
Tech N9NE's gonna
Spit it
You want this record
Cool
Go get it
Hot when the flame's lit
Gloc where the bane sits
Shock when the pain quits
Pac would've banged this
Instantaneous
When I aim at the miscellaneous
Ask me ask ask why why
I'm the strangest
Because
Nobody ever wanted me rapping
But I knew within me
I could make it happen
Flipping hella different
To get it cracking
Never biting nothing
I was never jacking
Millimeter spitting
Ripping up a show
And got the people trippin'
Everywhere we go
And now we getting
You to know that misery
Is coming
We were summoned
Now the haters running
When we gunning
You don't know
That I'm 'bout to blow
K C M O
Better bang this
People make there jokes
And say we're off to see the wizard
Well me and Dorothy
And Toto's on your ass
When you visit
It's alive
Aw hell
It's alive
Dod Gwamn
It's alive
Odd Male
It's alive
I am
Been in the dark a minute
But now I made it through it
This Kansas City
Imma show you how we do it.
We say walla milli dollar
Then break a lot a jaw
Who would bust like
My style it's ruffcut
And it's
True hood stuff
Bright hot wild mystic
Plus mannish
Alien nation
Invasion
Black White and even Asian
Is gazing
At the raised
In misery faze ravin'
For the crazed heaven
Six six
Triple eight
Forty-six
Ninety-nine three
We back
Sick with nickel plates
Whorey chicks
Mighty mine be
We pack
Just when you're knowing
Where I'm gonna be
I vanish
Step into my brain
Got it so dark
That you can't see
Godd dammit
Your flows come in
Your flows go out
My flows eternally
Coming out your mouth
Your makers in
Some haters doubt
And yes it's pitiful
Not even pinnacle
Better know when I bust
I can do it everyday
With a mind full of lust
If you really must
Get with a N9NE millimeter gun
Then trust
You'll get left in the dust
Everybody better move
When I groove
Imma hit 'em with a bus
Anybody with a bigger mouth up in here
Better hush
It's alive
Aw hell
It's alive
Dod gwamn
It's alive
Odd male
It's alive
I am
Been in the dark a minute
But now I made it through it
This Kansas City
Imma show you how we do it
Kansas City City City
That's where I really wanna be
Grime and gritty gritty gritty
Back up when I throw that V
Up in the air air air
That's five seven R D V
And you know nare nare nare
That'll represent
Like me
Yo we did it in Kansas City
Yo we did it
Like Biggie say
Much love
My left mind
Said Tech N9NE is Iggy J.
You can find me
Off in Kansas City on Saturday
At Maniax
Or at the Motel 6
Laying up with two chicks
The Lenny and Squiggy way
Or Jack
Tripper
I'm Tech the rap
Ripper
On Cognac
Liquor
I'm Tech the gat
Clicker
I'm up on that
Thicker
Than water track
A whipper snap
Who's trying to bring
Tony Kannedy
Del Shawn
And Chipper back
Signing off
Rhyming off
The wall constantly
Timing off
Never that
Clever raps the comp can't be
Creeping
Seeping through the crevices
Hella beefing
Thinking they can stop
The heart of Kansas City
But the heart of Kansas City
Is beating
It's alive
Aw hell
It's alive
Dod gwamn
It's alive
Odd male
It's alive
I am
Been in the dark a minute
But now I made it through it
This is Kansas City
Imma show you how we do it
It's alive
Aw hell
It's alive
Dod gwamn
It's alive
Odd male
It's alive
I am
Been in the dark a minute
But now I made it through it
This Kansas City
Imma show you how we do it
We say walla milli dollar
The killa clowns in your town raising all hell
Tecca nina with the stamina coming to damage ya buckin'
The bammer when I bust with a bang.
And it ain't no clause that say fraud ain't no tall tales
Women love it when I hit when I covet the booty they
Giving it to me but it ain't no thang
We reppin' KCMO fellas and the ladies know
That we comin' with the killas I'm with the gorillas
The villains will get you when you disrespect us
Even the babies know Tech nina got crazy flow
We be giving the women the willy we sick of the haterz
Wanna pay us go to get this record
This is important we be courtin' every place we go
Get you up in the room ain't trippin' off of the groom
I'll give it to you anyway you wanna have it
Baby is a horse and yes of course Imma have 2 break the ho
Leaving the kids at home I wanna bone alone we hopping
Up and down like jack rabbits
So many kids put this on their daddy's mind
Never will I ever put him out there like that feelin' that
I did Tecca nina take it right back. Tellin' him that the mommy's
Boyfriend's Tech N9ne. Do be lookin' at me like you really wanna fight
Cat all Tecca nina wanna know is where the mic at?
This is the town where the clowns put it down baby
(Mama say stop or I'm gonna tell papa)
Close the door, before ya child hear the sound baby
(Mama say stop or I'm gonna tell papa)
151 Malibu rum and pineapple juice
4 those who don't know that's caribou lou origin in Missou
We having fun got some buns on some yac abuse
Rogue dogs and I'm reppin' the smoke a lot regime outlaws
Deuce klick and the zou
Stagga, when you with the nutthowze we gon have ya
Taking everything up in the book from ex to that puff you
Lookin' to get took. Abracadabra, 151 and coke is viagra
Give it to me give it to me give it to me got her in love
From having the bed shook
Look, I'm hella fed up with all the silly rumors dog
Sayin' that we got dropped JCOR that never ever would
Happen I mean what do they know? We kept our
Head up now money's coming to us all.
We kickin' it with strange wollowing in fame giving
The game only when I say so.
So crack some bub wit me demons get some
Love wit me. Do what you gotta do to get what you
Gotta get I gotta get it all Tecca nina's on a roll
Get on some shrub wit me 2 cases of Bud wit me
What you gonna do to get the women on krunk Imma
Hit'em with the funk got'em all like oh
That's Tech N9ne, sex all the time
Teasing your chakra and ain't nobody hotter
(Mama say stop or I'm gonna tell papa)
One and then comes the two to the three and
That was the anthem now this the anthem
Hella rockin' the planet again you can't stand it again
Huns, they been comin' thru to see me man
Then I depants'em and I bust Randon in the bed
Imma land'em dog gwamn it I ram it again
Raves. I love to get high and get paid
Why do I wanna stick'em with another hit up out
Of abyss baby ya don't wanna miss the titts
Babes they love to come by and get laid
Why am I the pinnacle when I rip it Imma
Kill'em in this to the haters I gotta send'em
A gift
Bump this in your ride or in the club
Giving everybody what they need I give it all
So they give it all back to me
Hataz don't you hide just show some love
Do you dig it Imma rep the B. and never ever let the
C. get the best of me
So many kids put this on their daddy's mind
Never will I put him out there like that feeling that I did
Tecca nina take it right back
Telling him their mommy's boyfriend is Tech N9ne
Oh no girl yo babies at the doe
I missed you so much I followed you to day
You keep stayin' out all night and that ain't the way
To keep a happy home so I'm strappin' up with chrome
Telescopes with binoculours fuck I'm thinkin' bout knockin' ya
Its apearent I'ma be a single parent
So I'm hopin' that your snake as ways are not inherin'
To my baby boy a daddy's little angel
When I repave the drive way thats where your remains go
So I can always have you near my dear
And the foo you fuckin' has no idear
Your brainiac maniac widower ex-husband to be
Could buy me a ponto with the insurance policy
Man sprinkle your teeth on the sea shore
Axel natural and put up a 50 thousand dollar reward
Yup diddy-dep few years and hes yours (express sample)
You motherfuckers don't know who y'all fuckin' with!
Play wit matches you might get a fire
Play wit emotions theres tears in your eyes
Playin' with love and fo 'sho you gonna die
She's so broken I can feel it
I can feel it when my man cheats it's a women's intuition
And when you mess with dogs, dogs go in heat
Creepin' on different days and different hours of the week
A beautiful lie that got my heart caught up in heat
I'm burnin', burnin' for revenge my hands clinched with my emotions
Is takin' over the physically to hurt you again
Watchin' your crib watchin' who comes through for you
Got me runnin' around like a psycho chick two
I'm seein' if ya lies really adds up to the truth
I wanna know this girl who shares a special part of you homie
Hopin' you understand you takin' a chance
Between love and hate expect the unexpected from the gate
You made yo bed now lie in it
Thats the seed that you plant so you reppin' what is naturally god given
What goes around comes around what can I say
Cause when the rain come know that I'ma REALA HEY!
I'm talkin' about years, years of fidelity
But what happens when jealousy enters to make her yell at me
Tempers flair and we foul to be bindin' lookin' for hell and we find it
Fallin' rapidly no time to be rewind it
It's a never ending cycle when people choose to be spitefull
And triflin' loosin' lovin' to a stinch of cheetin' is styflin'
Life's been excitin' when wifein' 'em
No more now you fightin' 'em
Women can be the shit when you wipein' 'em
Now its rotten relationship trust is forgotten
And a nigga you found creepin' wit her is softer than cotton
Cautious she get it popin'
When the city-to-city hoppin'
Extra activities stoppin'
Your bitch can be boppin'
Some might want to lose it and put a slug in his brain
One in her's then yourself and you got 3 people slain
Tecca Nina can't live with the pain
I've been around the world
And I Yi Yi
Don't know why people
What?
Why people go to the strip club
To spend their dough
Just to see butt
To see these ladies strip
And take off all their clothes
I do not know why
They choose such a spot
I just don't know why
We get hot
It's probably cause
They make it hop and twurk the pole
And their headlights are sitting bold
Makes it look like its getting' cold
Can I hold you tight
Hop on my lap
And do that dance
I come to spend ones and huns
On lovely skin
Booty weighs a ton
Let the game begin
Cause here I come
Teccanina swope down like space invaders boy
Pull out the piece like on you haters boy
Forget about the haters
I don't wanna talk about 'em
On this right now
I wanna talk about
That butt them breasts
Yes yes wanna test
Now sanity stops
When the fannie g. drops
Fantasy locked
On makin' the canopy rock
Panties be hot
When we walk in
All vanity pops
In every glam if she's stocked
Make her make it
Frantically hop
We're all at the tittie bar
VIP and all of the kitties
Are sittin' with me
They're all knowin'
Who we are
TECHN9NE, baby
How you doin'
What you drinkin'
Caribou
Is what I'm thinkin'
Kansas City, baby
Hey, yo, yo, yo, yo,
We got relish
Don't be jealous
That's a hey no, no,no
Me and my fellas
Travelin' lookin' for them
Who does what
Make it hop
In Houston, Texas
ATL, California
Whazzup
Bianks with breasts and big butts
Here I come baby
Enough to make the big bucks
Here I come baby
151 and Malibu rum and pineapple juice in
My cup
Here I come baby
Fellas in the front
Let me hear you grunt
Fellas in the back
Watch that booty clap
Ladies in the middle
Let me hear you sizzle
Yell
TECHN9NE is hard as hell
Catch me on the couch
With two stouts
Mouth to mouth
Bounce to the techno festival
See lots of lezbo
Lets go ghetto
Or heavy metal
We slam dancing
Blair witch raves
In the woods
Up in Cameron
Rollin'
Diggin' the private schoolers
St. Theresa's bishop Hogan
Those are the kind
That do ya
Get that sarabell explosion
All of my homies kick it pockets
Ain't no punk
Trav, Dyno, Grant, Kut
Seven, John, George, monk
All at the tittie bar
Drinkin' and laughin'
My homie B'zle
Started this at Bazooka's
Booties clappin'
Black, Asian, White, Hatian, Mexican
And Italian
Doin' tricks with beer bottles
Sexy mixed mullato
I'm comin' to get ya
Drinkin' liquor
Off in Sweden, Germany, London
Back to the STL
Off in Memphis
Raisin' hell
With a stack of hundreds
Kick her that
In Miami
In the Benz
Aristocrat
Where the strippers at
Bianks with breasts and big butts
Here I come baby
Enough to make the big bucks
Here I come baby
151 and Malibu Rum and pineapple juice
In my cup
Here I come baby
Fellas in the front
Let me hear you grunt
Fellas in the back
Watch the bootie clap
Ladies in the middle
Let me hear you sizzle
Yell
TECHN9NE is hard as hell
What ya'll doin' after this scat
With this back activist mack
Blasphemous acts
Hit em with a stack
That will distract a bitch
All I wanna do
Is hit the back of this black abyss
In the cat in the hat for risk
If you really wanna master this
Know it's a whole lotta cash to get
Me and my homeboys
Will get with
Your homegirls
And get in our own world
We gotta be ready
To get up and go
To the bedroom
Or up in the bathroom
Givin' me and my homeboys a show
Baby get low
To a TECHN9NE tempo
Do you know
What you're in for
Rough sex
Much sweat
Enough flesh
What's next
Make her say
Oh la la la la
Give it to me TECHN9NE
You're the best time
That I ever had
Give it to me papa
Hit the na na na
And oh oh oh oh yeah
I love it when you do me
Like this teccanina
And I like it
When you make it do that
In Kansas City
We scan the tittes
And brand sadities
Were handsome hippies
Who land some quickies
We comin to kick it
Where you from
Pirates come screamin'
Yo ho ho
151 rum
Bianks with breasts and big butts
Here I come baby
Enough to make the big bucks
Here I come baby
151 and Malibu rum and pineapple juice
In my cup
Here I come baby
Fellas in the front
Let me hear you grunt
Fellas in the back
Watch that bootie clap
Ladies in the middle
Let me hear you sizzle
Yell
I know you know this is Kansas City
Where nigga life don't mean shit
So step to and immediately get yo dome split
I pack heat for days run street wit K's and hollow's
On a concrete crusade you made the pill now swallow
You never thought tomorrow
You see me beam up all strapped down wit a pump
Searchin' for the niggas on a hunt
Jerkin' on the trigga when I dump
It's not a game dude my killaz will mangle
Anything in my range fool
When hatin' get framed moved
We play the same rules
Bussin' all 32 shot
Lookin' to murder you
Glock they never heard of you
Shocked that I'm comin' servin' you
Snug brim get flashin' innocent til I'm provin' guilty
Snug brim get to blast in
And fuck the homicide charge I got expazito
A mob figure plus a lawyer and do work for kiloz'
You know the steelo real niggas never talk just listen
This deuce shit comin' wit heat up out the kitchen
Rough niggas in the street will bust 4 the bread
And meat deuce 57th Street and 7 deuce be packin' heat punks
Get the fuck away from we, for we buckin' these mutha fuckin' G.U.N.Z.
Dem no won fuck with us
4 what I believe I will die
Dem no won fuck with us
If any hataz wanna try
Hands gon throw gunz with bust
Real niggas run the streets with they gats up
Everything you got and owns getting' snatched up
If you're my enemy my energy
Your rhymes are elementary get lost in penitentiaries
When I begin this century so mention me
And Imma heat the track up if it's loo of you demons
I suggest you go get back up
Load the mac up don't slack up Imma act up on
Any mutha fucka that think he got his clown suit on get
Stepped on destroy your mind you're wasting your time
Cause when I spit a fucking rhyme I got a million in line
To listen to me, a bitch to do me nick naming me hollow tip with a stand off clip
That'll kill your click and will kill your brain if you can't maintain
Better slow your roll boy money hungry ain't no ho boy
That's for sure boy and ya know boy I'll whip your ass like four boys
You're a decoy I'm the real thang I'm a genius you're a pea brain
Get pissed on and whipped on so who you talkin' shit on Imma spit on
Any negative spirit that step to me try to take my soul
From under me but I got a lifetime warranty
Skatterman cat
Persistantly dirty
From KC
Where in the drought we pay 50 for birdies package short
I call Snug and just give him the word he take ya face
Before he tell on me they'll get him 4 purgery
Hustla's shoot shit
Rob shit
Loot shit
Hard core convicts
Mob shit
If you snitch, killin'em on Tech's new shit (new shit)
Dude we crossin' the color line
Nuff money
Nuff weed
Make a tuff nigga colorblind
We rap 4 curb servers
That hop in and out of cars
Rep 4 cats wit 3rd murderers
That pop in and out of bars
D12, Strange Music, Rogue Dogs
Regime, Duce Click, Doe Boyz, Yong Gunz
Same team
Same beams
Niggas that a split ya cherries
Vigilanty's mutha fuckas with permits to carry
Bitch you scary
Fuck you and that bitch you married
Cross anyone I named
That shit will get you buried
It's all out war 4 the punks funk finna jump
Chumps get a lump when I dump tonks 4 the bianks
Gump wanna thump over pumps and a bump
Rumps get it krunk when I skunk runts
Imma munk what you bunk niggas want fuck
What you thunk you get sunk in and trunk
Fuck that we done heard and took enough crap
Trust we bust back when muskrats bust caps
I'm tryin' to touch scratch and bring my hell to parties and
For the last time mutha fuck Vell Bakardi
You cannot rap with me scrap with me
Nigga to the back of me catastrophe
Hits yo shits raggedy it had to be this tragedy shit
Suck it up don't be mad at me bitch I'm glad to be rich
You gets none with that fagoty pitch
Imma ex poppin' shroom droppin' rock and roll star
You's a no coppin' ho stalkin' drunk and a old fart it's a shame
Think you quick but you heard we flow quicker plus the bitches
Don't wanna fuck a black herpe nose nigga
This is it yaw, dump this pussy off I a pit dog
Doe stackin' and hip hop it must not be his nitch yaw
So take the chicken exit, Technina's whassup
Everything was suppose to be all Jesus
Everything was suppose to be all Jesus
But it seems like everything is all Satan
But it seems like everything is all Satan
Everything was suppose to be all Jesus
Everything was suppose to be all Jesus
But it seems like everything is all Satan
But it seems like everything is all Satan
In the new millennium
You can't play with nobody's mind
Deliberately messing up a good thing
Or holding up a grind
You already knowing life's a big fight
Against time
Crime minds
Really shine
Who's dying
Is the kind
When some of us
Find that life ain't beautiful
We switch to
Pharmaceuticals
Your nine to five
Ain't suitable
For the cuticles
I'm going bad
Currently I keep ending up
With even less
Than I had
Record company
Is dealing me something sad
How do you expect
A man to sit
And wait with three kids
For you to
Figure out
What Tech's SINGLE is
Going bad
I feel like
I just might
Act a fool
When I see 'em
Gotta a nigga
Feeling petty
Looking forward
To perdeium
I got some issues
Most of these record execs
Are soft as tissues
Defecate on they self
When they here some
I'm gon get yous
Understand this
When a Rogue's at
You're trying to hold back
His dough sack
And try to bozack
And he go cock
The 4 4 back
You chose that
So cut these ties
And I'll rise
Let's compromise
Or else
I'll hop a plane
With my guys
QDIII said
It ain't all good
When you sign with a record label
Who ain't
Had a hot soundtrack
Ever since
Boyz N Da Hood
I'm going bad
No luck
I'm going
Bad, bad, bad
So rough
I'm going
Bad, bad, bad
No church
I'm going
Bad, bad, bad
Disperse
I'm going
Feel me out now
This life I live
Ain't extra
No angels to
Stand next to
To live a life that's better
I'll sacrifice
Whatever
This life I live
Ain't extra
No angles to
Stand next to
To live a life that's better
I'll sacrifice
Whatever
No one wants to see
An angel in this world
In these days
To them I am
The epitome of evil
A found soul
Looking to save the lost
To them I am death
And of not wanting
An evil man
For living expenses
They gave me like
Thirty-five G's
Picture me in a hospital
Shot up
With thirty I V's
That's what I really needed
When I found out
This drama
Trauma
Instead of moving
I should've kept all that
And continued to stay
With my girls Momma
Gutter
Living
Got me tripping
I'm smoking bud daily
Gutter
Living
Got me tripping
I'm going blood crazy
Gutter
Living
Got me tripping
I'm struggling like a bad actor
Gutter
Living
Got me sounding like
The Madd Rapper
The bad influence
The bad apple
The bad seed
That's me
The bad people
The bad karma
The bad breed
Mushroom tripping
Brain's a mushroom cloud
Finding groupies
Tugging on my zipper
While I'm hanging on
To my vows
Demons surround me
In triple
Stage darkness
And taunt me
They know I'm the good guy
Going bad
So they want me
All my family remembers
Way back in the day
I was good
But they doubt now
Disperse
I'm going bad
Feel me out now
This life I live
Ain't extra
No angels to
Stand next to
To live a life that's better
I'll sacrifice
Whatever
This life I live
Ain't extra
No angels to
Stand next to
To live a life that's better
I'll sacrifice
Whatever
To say going bad
To most
Never been good
Just getting worst
Thoughts to destroy
And to tear things apart
Thoughts to praise
Adore
And to love
The trick is
What voice is telling you what
Mind state of a pirate
I'm irate
Used to be cool
Till some straight fool
Lit the pilot
Will I be that
Mid-town bound
In the middle of a riot
Or at a wherehouse
Shipping platinum
Shaking hands with
Violet
No love for the bane
False foes in the game
The Qwest wreck was a shame
Twas a journey full of pain
But Tech N9NE will remain
Hella brave
And untame
So make way
For the reign
I'm bringing Highland and Wayne
No thanks to Qwest
They on the receiving end
Of the gun
I cursed you
Everytime I climb
You're getting fired
One by one
But taking one with me
Cause she knows the true meaning
Of a modern day hippie
Who creates jewels off mushrooms
And bombs sticky
HOG STYLIN'
Mid West Side
And Newday
And King Tech & Sway
These are the people keeping me alive
To this day much love
QD said
You can't make rell
With a label who let
Tipper Gore talk shit
And made 'em take Ice T's cop killer
Off the shelves
I'm going bad
No luck
I'm going
So rough
I'm going
No church
I'm going
Disperse
I'm going
Feel me out now
This life I live
Ain't extra
No angels to
Stand next to
To live a life that's better
I'll sacrifice
Whatever
This life I live
Ain't extra
No angels to
Stand next to
To live a life that's better
I'll sacrifice
Whatever
Right now I can't distinguish
Which voice I'm listening to
Am I evil
Or just another lost soul
Going bad
Or just been bad
And God said
Let us make man in our image
According to our likeness
Let them have dominion over the fish
Of the sea
Over the birds of the air
Over the cattle
And over all the earth
Projected image
Across my soul
Saying
Can't die
Many
Death situations
But that ain't
I got the
Spirit of an angel
Mixed with demoniac
Ways of living
So this means
I'll beat the evil
Out of a non-believer
Until praise is given
But I know
Torture is evil
Though it says in the
Bible
You got to be
Righteous spirited
For the
Arrival
I'm righteous and wicked
But I wonder
Can I go
If there's a heaven
But on earth it's
Survival
Connected with angels
But to demons
I'm vital
Approaching with hate
Oh yes it's
Homicidal
Like denouncing Selena at
Cinco de Mayo
Certain death
Oh no
Oh no
I'm on the
Road to heaven and
Hell
Don't even bother me
Ever since eleven and
twelve
I've been that prodigy
Though life has never been
Swell
Somewhere there's gotta be
Where a good Samaritan
Prevails but
they get straight sodomy
So I learned the ways of
Grands
Filling my pants
Gun in my hand
For the demons
On the land
On the other hand
I really am
Angelic
I ain't got to stress it
You can tell it
Look into my eyes
No surprise
I'm half cupid
Half relic
He who
Treads the path of the beast
Is also he who's sins are repentable
But if you ever
Ever ever ever
Hurt a God
Then we got to do away with the genitals
Don't ever do something you'll regret
Do away with all these goody goody
Law abiding mutha fuckas
And let there be Tech
Nigga
If anybody say
Fuck me
Everybody say
Fuck you
Cause they know my shit's
Pure
Soul serving
Plus true
If anybody say
Fuck me
Everybody say
Fuck you
Odd one Tech
Got that God complex
Get on your
Knees and pray
If you step in our way
Cause we spray till they decay
The ones who hate everyday
But how long
Must we flash and pop
How long
Must we show demons
We can't be stopped
Get on your
Knees and pray
If you step in our way
Cause we spray till they decay
The ones who hate everyday
But how long
Must we flash and pop
How long
Must we show demons
we can't be stopped
Can they fuck with you
Their brain frames are too
Slow
The villain will kill 'em
With new
Flow
If you're hating me
This is for you
Blow
I've been to humble
With ya'll niggas
Time to rumble
With ya'll niggas
Me and Don Juan forever
We getting figures
Me and the Rogue Dogs we kicking
It getting richer
All these fools
Thinking they gonna stop me
I'm about to make us a million
Just watch me
Everybody thinking they heated
But they sloppy
Nigga that's why
You never be selling copies
I will
Rise above all of you
Regardless
Of my skrill
That ain't got shit to do
With Techa the
N9NE's skill
Bust on you rapper cats
And proceed to make
Mill
Five Six Vill
I be seeing 'em
Down at Mardi Gras
Getting flows off
Everything getting
Showed off
Not me
Try to mock me
On a record heads
Getting blowed off
Freestyle I admire
But every week
You're giving away fire
Your rappers license expired
Leaving nothing to be desired
Oh God bless
This pacticular rapper in KC
No matter how hard you try
You can't fuck with me
First
Learn how to do choruses
Then try to get people to trust you
Everybody wanna be the special
If anybody say
Fuck me
Everybody say
Fuck you
Get on your
Knees and pray
If you step in our way
Cause we spray till they decay
Everything you built
The ones who hate everyday
But how long
Must we flash and pop
How long
Must we show demons
We can't be stopped
Get on your
Knees and pray
If you step in our way
Cause we spray till they decay
The ones who hate everyday
But how long
Must we flash and pop
How long
Must we show demons
We can't be stopped
If I offended you in anyway
Maybe the shoe fits
Either that
Or you're just plenty gay
If you're like me
You don't give a damn
You're just enjoying the flow
To all the people
Who were offended
I'm about to offend you
Some more
Is God
White
Brown, Green, Red
Or even Blue
Is he American
Arabic, Mexican
Or even Jew
And wanna be the chosen few
Everybody wanna be
But they're gonna be
Through
Till
You do right by me
Everything that you do
Is gonna be whack
Is 'bout to crack
Everything you did to me
Is coming back
Nowhere to scat
And I say that
Cause I know Jesus Christ
And God is Black
And they coming back nigga
If anybody say
Fuck me
Everybody say
Fuck you
Cause they know my shit's
Pure
Soul serving
Plus true
If anybody say
Fuck me
Everybody say
Fuck you
Odd one Tech
Got that God complex
Get on your
Knees and pray
If you step in our way
Cause we spray till they decay
The ones who hate everyday
But how long
Must we flash and pop
How long
Must we show demons
We can't be stopped
Get on your
Knees and pray
If you step in our way
Cause we spray till they decay
The ones who hate everyday
But how long
Must we show demons
Its Friday night, just got paid, she’s lookin’ for a little bit of action, captain to get saved.
So you go straight to the mall and call your girlfriend up tell her you bought a fuck’em
girl dress nuttin’ less-more-than-a thinner-sinner-Chris Dior fitter.
You gotcha hair did or that there wig. Sho a fitter gotcha own sitter for that there kid.
She’s goin’ out to find a thick stout to out her dig, that dress’ fittin’ catcher’s mitten
is out there big.
Your manicured and pedicured up and lookin’ like you wanna, your man’s hittin’ your phone
up say fuck’em if you wanna. Lip gloss is on her blow that mirror a kiss, and if your man
gotcha stressin’ put on your dress and don’t listen and sing.
I can’t wait til I get there, step in the club lookin’ playa playa. Grab your keys and
beat it to the spot where you guess you’ll find you a nigga buyin’ a two for one special,
exceptional sexual healin’ is what your cravin’ your pagin’ you but fuck how he’s feelin’
Fuck’em girl, fuck’em
It’s your time to get out
No time for thinkin’ of’em
Now this is a story, all about how these chicks get tricked and don’t know how, so I’d
like to take a second and explain to them, how all this craziness evolves out of
relationships, listen…
He never used to hit ya, he always used to treat ya, with some respect and dignity, and
now he wanna beat ya, six months done passed and he’s changed, you never woulda thought
he’d be crazy and deranged, huh
Just the way he approached was so sweet, he let you know you was far away from a
(late night creep), mister telephone man when he what’nt with ya,
Bobby browny and Whitney, you found you a new edition, and
In the beginning it was grinings from the sit down, till he let you know that it was all
on a bitch now, when, after you had you a baby, he wanna start, arguing his excuse to start
sipping the Remy Martin, darkening this relationship
Now every lady grab yo bics if you relate to this, you need ta, get up out those drawls
and put on some lip gloss, throw on a thong, now make your way to the closet and
Feel like I, was put here for the female species hella listening watching whispering
offerings no fecies when the back is obese we double back and go deeply in her life in her
mind never hate but'll go extra time if need be.
Easy for me to connect so peep me, in the club I take her some place we can talk
discreetly, you're creep free definitely that heats me your body's wop bobba lu bop so hot
baby teach me.
How to get up inside it ride it, chakras are now ignited, that’s a beautiful smile don’t
hide it, getting tech the n9ne exited.
Stress free I bet she so nestle, wanna know how wicked the sex be don’t test me. Drink
your drink eat your cherry and tie the stem this is your world mommy aint said a damn thing
about him.
Shake that man he don’t understand ya
You to sexy and he can’t handle the way you move
And whatcha doin’ shake them
[Girl] Only if you promise to smack me goddamnit
[Tech N9ne] I think I'm gonna do the uhh.. hook on this one. Yea
*Tech and girl moaning*
[Tech N9ne] Ok, turn around so I can hit it from the back
[Girl] No
[Tech N9ne] Come on!
[Girl] I don't want to..
[Tech N9ne] You don't want me to hit it from the back? Come on! BIANC!
[Tech N9ne]
I like to hit it on flip
Don't trip
I make it worth it
If you nervous I got the service
That'll make you work it
You deserve it
A sex spot
To flex wet spots
With grip
Stressin' now cause ain't nobody throwin tips
Ya hips
So amazin' I'm gazin'
You blazin'
Praisin'
That I'm no longer shriveled like a raisin
I'm stone - hopin that ya homegirl I entered is
I'm down, even if the ??'s degenerous
I'ma clown the punana
Pound the pupan
Hate it like a croutan
Wise words from ?God Zoutan?
The flip baby
No gip baby
Nina like the way you strip baby
No way you dip ladies
See me in your city be ready
When I'm looking for some fun
I be coming at ya
Five hundred worth of 1's
Just the trick off
Gather ya oils to lick off
You and ya homegirl rollin' with me, jerkin' my dick off
Not a rip off
Just gettin' it tossed
The lip gloss
Ya lips lost
So deep in it they callin' me the pit boss
I'm lovin' it the way you got me shovin' it
? Slip-slide. Watch yo ?
I cried when I hit it on the flipside
(Chorus)
[Girl] Which side
[Tech N9ne] Flipside
[Girl] This side
[Tech N9ne] Ladies so I ? die
[Girl] That's right
[Tech N9ne] Ain't nothin' thick about the way I like it
The jiggle making me fizzle when you make it make it wiggle a little
Stay on the Flipside
[Girl] Which side
[Tech N9ne] Flipside
[Girl] This side
[Tech N9ne] Ladies so I ? die
[Girl] That's right
[Tech N9ne] This ain't no ballad talkin' about how I'm in love
This is strictly for the strippers in the club, on the flipside
[Tech N9ne]
Meet me in Las Vegas, I'm stayin' at the Grand
Keys under Nina when you be fightin' with yo man
Into it - no undees
Get ready to bungy
jump me
Knew you meant business when you ripped out my aubercumby
Hormones hungry
Like to get me down under like Crocodile Dundee
Keepin' yo sex weapons from me
I'm grungy
?? I'm freaky like zombie
Yellin Tech N9ne I love the way you done me
And then I'm Solomon Grundy
You's a flower when I killed it
You wilt it
Who got power
Call me (Deep Space N9ne)
Cuz I rocked 'em all
With socks and all
Y'all 'iancs, I hit the lots of y'all
Slots
Show em, show 'em what you got
Girl you makin' it hot
Non stop
This game is silky
I hope you milk
I'm fiendin'
Not killin' me cause you can't touch my vibe
If you jockin' Kenin
I fly in semen
Ya cryin' ?
It feels so well
Get chills in Hell
Screamin' demon
Before you nut up
I want you to shut up
And give it to me face down, butt up
I just die
When I hit it on the flipside
[Girl] Which side
[Tech N9ne] Flipside
[Girl] This side
[Tech N9ne] Ladies so I ? die
[Girl] That's right
[Tech N9ne] Ain't nothin' thick about the way I like it
The jiggle making me fizzle when you make it make it wiggle a little
Stay on the Flipside
[Girl] Which side
[Tech N9ne] Flipside
[Girl] This side
[Tech N9ne] Ladies so I ? die
[Girl] That's right
[Tech N9ne] This ain't no ballad talkin' about how I'm in love
This is strictly for the strippers in the club, on the flipside
[Tech N9ne]
Can you feel it baby
(Do you want me to touch my waistline)
I can heal it baby
(?? trust, press and grind)
Bout to kill it baby
(Doin' the fucks, a good time)
I wanna do it baby, stick it baby
(Sex on the mind)
Enough!
Girl you drivin' me nuts
You and ya homie's hype horny comin back from peenuts
With hokie-pokie
On the brain and we can keep it low-key
? hot is when they comin' back from sokey
?? without the oppostry
Listen closely
Lap dance in the corner
I'm all up on her
Two more coronas
You leaving with me
Cuz I'm increasing the fee
You leasin to pee
Hella fat like Jackie, pleasening me
I got mine, what you do
Call girls, the way you dance and strip
Deck down to ya tips
Beautiful lips
Ya say that ya
Like it way betta
From a wild style
Nigga comin' sex crazed at ya
On the flipside
[Outro]
Can you feel it baby
(Do you want me to touch my waistline)
I can heal it baby
(?? trust, press and grind)
Bout to kill it baby
(Doin' the fucks, a good time)
I wanna do it baby, stick it baby
(Sex on the mind)
Back up wait a minute
Why you looking at me like that
Do you really wanna trip or you flip in the script
Do you wanna rap with a nigga
Or bang is a whoop in a rip
I don't eva want us to come the bust and shots, nigga misery cant produce enough cops and a'
Don't know if you wallin' or what?
All you wanna do is free stopping cop
Fan or Foe I don't really know
Off at the show niggas they know
But I look light, was a good night and i was looking like a mutha fukka wanna jack all me doe
Come up to me
My kids would be chillin'
Betta think twice I'm a 5-6 villain
All they wanna talk about
I did it
When I did it
Man I thought I was gonna get a bullet in a minute
You Should be care full how you walk upon us
Got a bonus for all the opponents if they want it
I kno they wait for Tecca Ninna moments
Till' the opponent be poppin' up and hes you don't it
We don't if they be tripin' or not (NO)
Probably cuz all of them live on the block
When you rapping niggas know what you got
Toughest ever, when you up on the top
Show some respect when you approach me
Don't you be mugging me
Might have that drug in me
Plug in a nigga, for nearly shrugging me
Ain't nothing wrong with people peeping,Geeking
Where the man hoe
But the grandma so bama, stama
I don't know if you fan or foe
We be tripin', we can go
Peeping like hes seeking doe
Want the doe or want to go
I dont know if you fan or foe
I dont know if you fan or foe
I dont know if you fan or foe
Easy, hang and speak and brawl
I don't know if he fan or foe
Now easy how they speak
With broken teeth
That they did, young flow he can dope be choken
So yo' ass and you be walking off with it broken
Run up poor muthafukas in the open
Making them shut up
Woofing with that cold shit
Cant that shinanigans
Thinking you makes it the manikans
Thinking you silking the lotion
Back up wait a minute why you looking at me like that
I'm just a nigga with a little bit of fame but if you get the tripin' than im giving up my game
Never catch me sliping
You can get it out yo brain
Maine Fan or Foe!
Fuck a nigag try to get his hands on my doe
But if you really want come on
Try to get a, you can feed the unpulla
Tuck my hands on your throat
Man im a Low
Want a background for sack town
Better watch out from the Blao Blao
BLACK OUT, BLACK OUT, BLACK OUT, BLACK OUT (braararararaa ttataaaaa)
Stay with my kimers, stepping nockle doodle
Waicking there game on blood goca doodle
Think you gon catch me slip at a show
No factor slick Oh slack, shock a zoolu
Watch me do you
With all that fake shit
You fill with hate trade
Hoping wishing you wre my replacement
Courage so viciouse you gon' have to face it
They try to taste it
Cuz i laced it like a tennis shoes and Ive been a fool
Like Zeepo bitch and X-Raided
But this is a different interview
Living a bee a bad idea
If it never go home again
Nigga looking at me
Like imma chicken dinner
Looking back at niggas
Like a shot of hennessy
So i gotta carry the four
I don't really know though
Cuz they walking past me
Giving me the eye
When they past me they be asking
When you new shit coming out
At tha picture house
They be huddled up and i think i might pick one out get tha nigga bigger than me
For tha trigger to see
If he tough enough
Make it what he trying to be
But he aint bad though
Dont know how to approach a vulture
Get to close how im post up
Cant even live in peace
And when I eat with my peeps In the place
You in my face with your mix-tapes
And if i try to listen to it
We get it to it
And fo' all that fue it
Then its time to do it
Uhhhh...Cuz a nigga from out south out the mouth
Your girl be loving me giving me mouth to mouth
(yea)
But it aint fair that the music gotta do on what you wanna do when you aint there.
If you got scratch
Nigga
Get the fuck up
Throw your hands up
If you hella
Fucked up
Einstein
TECH N9NE
Two triple zip
Crack a jaw
Whip 'em all
If they wanna trip
Ladies with the bar codes
Meet me after this
Maybe you can show me
The meaning of abyss
Everybody on the wall
Momma is a bzzz
Had her at
The Budgetel
Stroking
On my dzzz
This ones
For the psychos
Gang bangers
And sluts
Bumbs holding the pipe
Those
College graduate fucks
I feel for no foes
I kill till I close
My trap
I'm ill when I flow
And you never doze
When I rap
TECH TECH
Gimme women and much alcohol
And I'm straight
Eat drink
And be merry
Yo come tomorrow
Might be your fate
Yo look
Look over there
It's that
Nigga with the hair
TECH and Juan
What a pair
The rest equals
MC squares
What
Who got this
Mutha fucking house
On lock
Einstein
Huh what
TECH N9NE
Dwamn
Who keeps it sizzling
Who keeps it hot
Einstien
Huh what
TECH N9NE
Dwamn
K C Mo Roll
K C Mo Roll
Everybody witness
My soul sickness
If you dig TECH
When he's twisted
Then go get this
Bringing the house down
When I rip shit
Like the plates shifted
Angels come in many shades
Either drunk or lifted
The Einstein
Meaning gifted
Too slick to get with
Two years ago
My shit was broke
But now I fixed it
With the quickness
You missed it
When I used to roll with
Misfits and Nitwits
But now who I do biz with
Ain't none of yo business
Blood thirst
In the church now
The earth's
The worst
Clutch your purse
When we lurk
Cause we cursed
From work
Trying to
Party like a mutha fucka
Broke as a joke
Don't hire me
But you arrest me
When I'm selling my dope
So who's the Einstein
In N9NE N9NE
TECH N9NE
I'm crime mind
In my prime
I'm mixing
One fifty-one
With Malibu rum
And pineapple juice
Among all my angels
And wicked ones
We're the party people
Night and day
Living crazy is the only way
Einstein
When I'm on it
Einstein
Rock it
Like you mutha fuckers want it
Who got this
Mutha fucking house
Einstein
Huh what
TECH N9NE
Dwamn
Who keeps it sizzling
Who keeps it hot
Einstein
Huh what
TECH N9NE
Dwamn
K C Mo Roll
K C Mo Roll
What do we say
To haters off top
Haters got beef
They thinking we got
We gon get postal
If it don't stop
You can get ghost
Or you can get shot
Generation X
Gon party till the death
Anybody tripping
Gettin greeted with a stretch
Taking everything
And we're leaving nothing left
Demons gotta die
Have 'em breathing last breaths
I feel that
I got will
And I'm gon bill
Till I'm killed
Bell till I bail
If I fail
Then I'm gon steal
What I will
TECH is a realist
Running with killas
You better vill this
Be the witness
To the coldest
When I hold this dick
They break camp
When I flow this
Einstein go the ill route
Throw up your hands
If you're villed out
Or if you're real sauced
I told ya'll I'm cold
Dog I flows
All heat
I'm representing
Rogue Dog
Rogue Dog
I was born in seventy-one
In seventy-two I started to walk
Seventy-three
Seventy-four
Seventy-five
I learned to talk
Seventy-six I tried sexing
That was around the age of five
Seventy-seven
Seventy-eight
And seventy-nine
I started to ride
With my
Uncle Ike
In eighty and eighty-one
I was about ten
But the first time a little chick
Made me cum
Was eighty-two
Or eighty-three
My life really came alive
In eighty-four
I was thirteen
Nineteen eighty-five's
The number
I met this bitch
Who told me if I got tight with her
Together we would grow rich
Type of chick
That'll make a brother
Feel good inside
In my mind when I'm sleep
Woke
When I walk
When I ride
Getting to me in the classroom
Used to follow me into the bathroom
And I loved it
She was wild
And everyday
People bore me
Captivate
Activate my hormones
When you speak to me
Softly
Offer me
A piece of you
Cause
Me so horny
She let me foreplay
And that's it
She said
If I would rap
And make some dollars for us
Maybe I can get a hit
I was writing
Then I found myself fighting
For the juices
When I found out
That our little agreement's
Non-exclusive
Ah damn
She let celebrity status hit
So I'm thinking of tactics
How to leave ran down
Prophylatics
On the mattress
So I practice
Hoping to stuff my fat dick
In this rap bitch
Knowing when I stuff my cactus
In that catfish
Imma flat shit
She's turning me into a killer
Devour fools
I'm powerful
Like Mecha-Godzilla
She said
If I keep rapping
She'll keep clapping
But ain't nobody strapping
Till she see paper
And then we'll see what's happening
And I hear her say
You heard of Tech
He's like the best
He built his nest
In the Midwest
The boy can flow
And he be busting like
Boom boom
It's like I'm stuck
I feel I'm cursed
About to load the N9na
Tech cause in a sec
I'm finna be busting like
Boom boom
Ninety-three
She invited me
To a party in L.A.
So popular
She introduced me to
2Pac the next day
She took me to this party
In Beverly Hills
Where me and Chris Tucker
Couldn't get in
Because of our ball caps
And they was all about dollar bills
She was a G
And got us all in for free
Ran into Pac again
She talked about him so tough
I knew she was cocking him
But I never did hate
Because I knew
Heated sex
Was our fate
As I got clever
And a lot better
She started letting me and my boys
Hit together
Me and Pac hit the slot
Now it's out in the open
Didn't take long
To make her get it on
Came on strong
And Thugs Get Lonely too
Was our slogan
She wanted me
And Chino XL
But he backed off
And said that's hell
He don't dip into every female
Waiting to exhale
With a
Wet tail
Wish I could be with baby
Daily
But I recall
The Veteran Click saying
Tech
Don't turn a tramp into your
Lady
I don't know why
I want this bitch
She always dis and
Won't let me
Showcase my shit
This bitch is driving N9na
Crazy
You heard of Tech
He's like the best
He built his nest
In the midwest
And he be busting like
Boom boom
It's like I'm stuck
I feel I'm cursed
About to load the N9na
Tech cause in a sec
I'm finna be busting
Boom boom
Fuck this
I'm ready for
One on one ruckus
Still she like
Don't touch this
When I'm alone with her
It's on
When the bone hit her
Get her
Hoeing off in L.A.
With my folks
Me and Yuk, Phats, Gonz
L Q Max Key
Hella knocking your back out
Bitch
Long strokes
You a nympho
Who the pimps though
Me and Roger Troutman
Had you at Juan Momma house
Shouting
Through the talk box
You exhaust cocks
And you ought not
Ever get caught hot
Why she always gotta have the vault lock
Kinda mad when I really
Thought back
Me and Rza hit that ass
On the video set
Why did we hit
Bitch told us
How she fucked
Eminem
Kool G
Monch
Exhibit and
Type a niggas
When Felony fucked
He said
What what what what
I was next in line
Right after he busted his
Nut nut nut nut
I heard
My homey Rodney say
She want me and Lynch to hit
Sac and MO dick
And she said she wanted it so bad
Cause we so sick
I saw you at 92.3
The Beat
With Jay-Z and Damon
I know at times
I'm hella complex
But now Imma put it in lamens
I wanna fuck you
Not with Jimmy Jam
Not with Terry Lewis
Not with Quincy Jones
Not with QD3
Just me and you
And Imma show you all the things
That I can do
Go platinum plus
Get trapped in your lust
So I'm hoping me and you can
Bang bang
I know you're a groupie hoe
But I still
Want your coochie though
Before I go
I want you to tell these people
Your name
Ain't nobody ever gave me a thang in my lifetime
So I'm on my own standin' strong
Holdin' chrome, disrespect my villains
Get'em gone, early mone, on the cone
Getting' my hussle on
I stays dirty, chippin, choppin', flippin birdies
I'm pushin' 30, vision clear I'm neva blurry
Plot and plan strategic mission I'm on my toes
I stays wit fam my mans and shake these fuckin' foes
Lord knows, all the different situation trials and tribulation,
Aggravations that a nigga's facing
I get complacent, that's my ass I'm a memory
They spillin' liquor on the curb when they mention me
But ain't no fear in me, get it how you live
That's if you hearin' me, then dug down and dig.
Lace yo boots, man prepare for this struggle
Stay in them trenches hella dirty, grit and hussle.
Ain't nobody ever gave me nothing
I'm on my own, I was down and dirty when I was young
But now I'm grown and I continue to struggle you heard me
Me and my niggas in the coarse and we constantly dirty
Nigga, I gotta pocket full g's I'm constantly
Serving my Nina knock'em to they knees I'm constantly dirty
Supervillian check my powers I get the early worm
Chop with hoppers loose the kopper's with just a single turn
True to life through the mic they got me telling stories
With the fame and the lights I feed my territory
Gutter living with precision them busters know they phoney
Flipp my profit keep on rockin' it for my dead homies
They wanna follow my shadow and waddle in mudd
It's the infallible cannibal with the dirty gloves
Absolute with this power they call me realistic
Savage with cabbage still coming up off that Vill living
Giving my life to the night on the dirty
All my might when it's right then we strike on'em early
Twisted life living dirty, super savage I'm out to get that bread
Gutter living that's my habit until they rest my head
Which one of ya'll can I holla at when it's time for me to pay rent
And who you think gone lone me money once my last is spent
I got a even shorter list of people to call on when I'm in a pinch
So I might just walk around with my jaws clinched like the Grench
I'm headed for trouble cause I can't sit here and struggle
How can I bubble if I don't get out and hustle?
I'm in the wind put the spud on the muzzle
Put on my hood and grab my gloves and my shovel
Tie up my boots because the mud gets thick
Then hit a lick so quick they think I love this shit
Real life gutter living nigga coming straight from the brain
Some handle the stress others break from the pain
It's been fifteen of the damdest and ain't nothing changed but the weather
Times are still getting harder and niggas can't stick together
All thru my teens, twenty's seven when I'm thirty
Txx Will a be gritty, grimey, constantly dirty
Ain't nobody gave me nothin' but God
He gave me talent these civilians
Perpetrating a fraud, that point is valid
Got niggas sayin' they made me
The only thing that was maybe was music
Cause nobody ever properly paid me
Don't get it twisted that little money was appreciated
It got me out there again glad that's alleviated
But the nigga that say I didn't have a following before Mitchell Bade
Hit the streets must be inebriated
Soon as Mitch hit it hit because we some talented
Mutha fuckers but they still talk shit
Keep that shit low black, that shit be getting' back
2 a nigga that will fight 4 you at the drop of a hat
I tried to tell'em let me do this here
They talkin' like they don't want Nina getting' thru this year
I'm still strugglin' hard, how can niggas disregard I'm 30
Watch what you say when you speak to little birdies
Intro:
The spiked red hair...and the..and the, paintn' his face
Wha, hold on man, Tech is losein' it man
He's not as grounded as he used to be
Tech was a devil worshiper
You know you see a black dude with red hair
And a long beard, I mean look he look scary to me too
Yeah that nigga Tech man he sellin' out man
That is..that's he's doin' that for the white folks
That white shit he doin' man
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
I've been writing for
Nineteen years oh so
Hate rules in these times
Niggaz don't wanna see me shine
Stop me, and then try ta tell me (Come gangsta)
And then compare me to Nelly (What ya bang bra)
So this songs is gonna tell me ??
Hey, I've been bustin'
And fizz knuckin' bitches
It tizz nothin' for years puffin'
I've been clutchin' riches from his muffin'
Heres fuck you niggaz this is toughin' I
(Don't know what the fuck you thinkin' tellin me this shit is hella fake)
Say, since way back in the days rappin'
The blaze happen
I raised raves, craves days would blade packin'
And stage saggin'
Theys wackin' Nina stays layed backin' I
(Laugh at niggaz contantly they never know the money Nina makes)
Hey, this is amazin' how niggaz formulate they hatin'
You fuckin' fornicate your mistakin'
We can never coralate cause you fakin', huh
Who's bringin' in through the bacon, huh
Who's keepin' this shakin', huh
(Got any questions Sinister Tech and Tecca Nina niggaz know the rest)
Gay,
is all you punks and mitch bades diss in your trunk won't get played on the radio
Too gangsta for an old lady bro
Gangsta niggaz don't hate me no
Wanksta niggaz won't face me though
(Talkin' shit and books my people people tellin' me that I really need a vest)
Okay
[Bridge 1: Tech N9ne]
I rep the town harder than any of you niggaz
Where ever I stand my bills the same punk
And you got the nerve to tell me
[Hook: Tech N9ne]
Come gangsta
Throw your rags in the air
And know that nobody there
Will compare to your gangsta
Sag your pants to the floor
Every womens a bitch or a whore
When your gangsta
Pack ya guns in the club
If they shrug to them thugs mean mug ya come gangsta
Is what they sayin' to me
[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
I shoulda been done come wit a gun
For the ones who bump they gums who the one
Said a nigga was'nt gonna make another record said I was wack and washed up, done
Said a nigga might scare, lil' ones
He's a fuckin' nightmare, here he comes
With red hair and my face painted
They said (Gangsta)
Messy Mob and Colion is a (Gangsta)
But I really ain't (Gangsta)
I need to come up wit a (Gangsta)
Scritch the scratch the nigga fat tone is so (Gangsta)
You need a bit of that (Gangsta)
You need to hang wit a (Gangsta)
Mr. Stinky Vigalante so (Gangsta)
Brother Lynch is (Gangsta)
The Briggit Diggit is (Gangsta)
57 RDVs are so (Gangsta)
The nigga fifty is (Gangsta)
They say
When you in them streets, creep creep
Cause some gangstas want a head blast
Cause I run with the red rags
And try make the feds flash
Try to swipe my bread stash
(That's that bullshit I'm gon skip and try to go get the money grip)
Okay, you niggaz kill me in Nosferatu Vampear bit my shit
Cause you niggaz fill me surprised that I got you right here with my shit
So you gotta be thankfull to who?
By the way homie what's gangsta to you?
(Money, dope and alcohol and plenty bitches all up on your dick)
I got that
How can C-Bo be wrong?
How can Yukmouth be wrong?
How can Lynch be wrong?
How can 2Pac be wrong? Bitch!
[Hook]
Come gangsta
Throw your rags in the air
And know that nobody there
Will compare to your gangsta
Sag your pants to the floor
Every womens a bitch, or a whore
When your gangsta
Pack ya guns in the club
If they shrug to them thugs mean mug ya come gangsta
Is what they sayin' to me
[Verse 3: Tech N9ne]
I've been nice to you rapper cats for a long time
I left Kansas City so them other cats can gon shine
But it seems these punks are confussed because I'm my own kind
But I'm back on deck cause Kansas City is who's throne? Mine!
This ain't no punk shit
Nigga this is strength at it's finest
I made this shit so you all you sins can rewind it
Meaning, you pussys who says this Tech shit ain't hard for real
And try to disregard the real
You mutherfuckers is hard to feel
I get your death threats
Cause I'm the king bitch
Money, groupies, drugs, and alcohol
And bling shit
But I stay a head of da game
And you punks is so lame
Cause my mobbin' gangsta track will demolish your whole tank [A screech of some kind]
I've been with every rapper who's legendary
Underground to mainstream know that Tech is very hard
Cause I bring the heater
Love me cause I'm your leader
Bitches they suck my peter
While I drinkin' Margaritas
Niggaz get layed down
Seven displayed sounds
N9ne the crayzed clown
Lines like sprayed rounds
This is for all you haters who don't bump my shit
If you say this ain't gangsta, you can suck my dick!
I might look like a clown
But you niggaz sound like a motherfuckin' circus
Fuck you motherfuckers!
[Outro: Yukmouth]
This nigga is the tightest nigga movin' man
I mean...Tech N9ne will demolish all you niggaz
From the stage show, to rockin' the mic you name it
Thats why I roll wit him he my favorite rapper real talk
Yeah, it's like the ultimate party favor baby you know
Two cups will get her hot and out of her clothes you know
Caribou Lou
It's like 151 rum, pineapple juice and Malibu
Caribou, get them all numb, make baby girl come
Out of her shell and raise hell
Don't stop 'til the cops come
Half a bottle of 151, off in a jug one cup of Malibu rum
Baby, that's whassup? Then you fill the rest of the jug
With pineapple juice and its cracking
The only defect is waking up like, "What happened?"
I like red light parties and fed right bodies
Who like, red like Dolly and head right totties at night
Aribou kay, ou-la, terrible day
You paid the liquor store teller with no hair-a to braid
Touch, get the party jumping, keep the hotties humping
I like them thick and juicy, so don't Pilate nothing
Drinking to much Lou, you, you might be karate punching
Or at the back of the club, attending the naughty luncheon
Satin, Kool-Aid gives you hella 151, November dog
So run kitty run, we gon' drink it until we done
Diddy, dum, bum biddy bum
Here Kansas City, come so give me some
151 rum, pineapple juice and Malibu
Caribou get them all numb, make baby girl come
Outta her shell and raise hell
We gon' party 'til the cops come
151 rum, pineapple juice and Malibu
Caribou get them all numb, make baby girl come
Outta her shell and raise hell
We gon' party 'til the cops come
I see double, I see triple, might be trouble, might see pistols
We ain't trying to hear you hata's sucking on sickles
We living it up in two double oh sizzle
One to your maybro, unto your day go
Why I'm the one to drink you under the table?
And all the ladies that were doing time
Want you to become a member of my drinking club
You will find
(Tech N9ne)
Trying to tell her truly get nudie, yes, I even do L words
In the fruity bazoodi, like to drink it and yell slurs at the movie
If I'm heated, I'm off to get a Caribou Lou to cool me
(Created)
By Tech nizzle and T-wizzle
One high day we mixed it up
And then I say we drink Caribou-bizzle like I ladie
Originated in Kansas City, Missouri since 1995 baby
151 rum, pineapple juice and Malibu
Caribou get them all numb, make baby girl come
Outta her shell and raise hell
We gon' party 'til the cops come
151 rum, pineapple juice and Malibu
Caribou get them all numb, make baby girl come
Outta her shell and raise hell
We gon' party 'til the cops come
151 rum, pineapple juice and Malibu
Caribou get them all numb, make baby girl come
Outta her shell and raise hell
We gon' party 'til the cops come
Tar bender, I need a drother nink
Release Caribou Lou and the party is utter kink
Insane mainy, keep 'em coming then I'll remain zany
'Cause I'da say baby, I'm trying to make you my main damey
For the rest of the night, girl, you sexy and tight
Come to me Casa and see these shock reflects and your right
Groupies at 12 o' clock, man, I'm prawl I'll go
(Ya, I'll recruit 'em)
But ain't betten on crap and that's all I know
Yeap, in my white tee and Nikes
You might sight me slightly heifing
Might see dry heave, die we shall not need IV's
Beside me Siamese
(Tech, huh, you not making any sense)
I might make her wanna swawing a prada
But once I get up on 'em I can do my thing I gotta
(Tech)
Hey, batta, batta, batta, batta, swaing a batta
He can hit, he can hit, he can hit swawing a batta
151 rum, pineapple juice and Malibu
Caribou get them all numb, make baby girl come
Outta her shell and raise hell
We gon' party 'til the cops come
151 rum, pineapple juice and Malibu
Caribou get them all numb, make baby girl come
Outta her shell and raise hell
We gon' party 'til the cops come
151 rum, pineapple juice and Malibu
Caribou get them all numb, make baby girl come
Outta her shell and raise hell
We gon' party 'til the cops come
151 rum, pineapple juice and Malibu
Caribou get them all numb, make baby girl come
Outta her shell and raise hell
We gon' party 'til the cops come
It goes 151, Malibu rum, pineapple juice
Baby, we having some fun, yeah
I'd like to give a big shout out to Caribou Lou
'Cause I'm drinking it and they ain't paying me for it
Dedicated to all the DJ's all over the world, man.
(One for the treble, two for the bass
Come on Techa Nina, let's rock this place)
Tech's in the place, everybody get mainy
Punks betta cuff yo lady, can't nobody tame me
Blame me. For keepin her runny eyed rainy
Ladies used to hate me, now they comin out they panties
Girls on the jock, pocket full of socks
Got fat knots, somethin gone squat
?Down, puttin it down, down for the block?
Tryin to be hot, but you flop,
When you shot to the top but you not... DWAM!!!
I ain't never seen so much green
Than when I seen when my team hit the scene
It must be a dream. Hit the stage, everybody holla
Gettin throwed, ?stripper shows throw away a dolla?
Father, I don't want to leave nobody too blessed
Cuz they greedy in the middle of what I do best
You fixin to see me in the TV with a few guest
We bout to bubble baby, get ya waterproof vest
Bout ta Bubble
Bout ta Bubble, Baby
We calculating
We drinkin and smokin and humpin and likin it
Yo, get ya ID, passport, state skippin
All around the world, busy with the bass hittin
We ain't come for bustin heads, yea we hate trippin
When we through rockin the shows, man we chase kittens
J's on my feet, car full of beat,
Trunk full of heat, Caribou in the seat
Frown, you can make a song. Clown in the street
Gimme the beat and we leakin
No mercy for the haters that weep
On to the next, Minnesota to the Netherlands
Veterans, caravans, gettin chedder, man
Round the world in a day, off in LA
Oklahoma, Dallas, Kansas City to the Bay
Everybody hifey, the South really like me
Ill Bill got it where the East Coast invite me
Tech's in the air when the mood really strikes me
Hey, we bout to bubble, so imbedded in your psyche
Hey, B-boys hit the flo' wit it
Off in Jamaica let me see ya heel toe wit it
Clown and crunk wit it, A-Town stomp wit it
At the set, jugglettes make they double D's jump to this
House on the hill, hella tip drills
Paul Wall said he'd do me up a red grill
Busta Bus circlin' the 5-6 ville
Forty water, he told me a lot in this business for real
Stormin. In Salt Lake City performin for Mormans
Out of they garments before the mornin, I'm charmin
Leavin em torn, mess with the bull you get the horns
Nina gets with a beauty best, it's armin
Misery's behind me, labels tryin to sign me
Ain't too many who don't know just who the Tech N9ne be
Is she lookin for somethin with a future so shiny
I'm kickin' it with this chick up in the club I'm off
The lou, and when you're on that caribou
you know just what to do,
I called her bianca
then she said what is that bianca shit
I looked and cracked a smile
and said bianca means you bitch
You's a biank baby, whether you like it or not
but you hot especially with ex & vicaden popped.
If you trippin' you can hike it and hop,
cause you know what I came to do
me and my villains come to strike it and stop
Pipe it and prop ya leg up and get up
bianca hold ya head up
your sex wet the bed up,
everybody's pondering wondering
about my slang that I spit, you can use it
when you refer to a dame or a chick
Don't be trippin' about the choice of words I'm using
On this script, don't step off in my face cause you
Can bet that I come equipped,
you wanna know what
You say, to get that biank to let you blend, (what)
Hotel, Motel, Holiday Inn
Bianca's and beatrice's
are known for wetting matrices
And bending over in the ill positions
Bianca's and beatrice's
they love the way I'm rapping this
I dig'em then I plug'em and I diss'em
You know dat'.
New brand nigga Kutt Calhoun, Who dat
U know that, big lip pretty nigga with the gold teeth (Aw)
Be rapping wit Tech, heard he just signed a big deal and estimated 5 or 6 million
That nigga fine if he willing Imma blow his mind, BITCH!!
The glit's and (all) the things in (volved)
Got yo whole brain dissolved
You couldn't squeeze in the drawlz
If you was my dick and ballz.
I tell ya man these dames are lame
Greedy, raunchy and dikes
A nigga gits a bit of fame and beyonkaz be like
Sew yo Royal Oats, Beatrice's saying
Hell yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, but Kutty "b" like
Ho, no slow yo roll, bafoon to busy trying to zoom off into the (upper room)
Claiming they catha-lic, licking asses, off x-stacy
Weed and hashes, and hitz of acid, addressing me
Just cause I rap, bitch you gittin nasty
Gone wit cho nasty ass pizzazz ashy slash sassy '"B"-atrice
Beatrices, means more than one bianca they actresses
Bring'em sex toys and guanjah we activist, ain't
No yes boys we monsters and macks at this, bring your
Best noise we conquer
The fact is this; say you don't wanna when you want ta
Relax to this, Extc & Willie Wonka we slaps a bitch
Cause me and my niggas are bonkers we stacks the hits
No coleco tyco or tonkas
Immaculate, give the mutha fucker you honor a laxitive
Cause they boo boo biting paranas my gats will spit
Till you playa hataz are goners like maximus I'm a
Gladiator for nah nah
My raps assist the beat that's disturbing you momma
They scrap to this, welcome wicked witness the trauma
So clap to this while you're puffin' your marijuana
Ain't no way you bout to stop this sickness from the
Deepest darkest part of misery psycho alpha schizo
Get your chick she digging me
A.B.S.O.L.U.T.E. P.O.W.E.R.
See me clownin', look at all you player haters
frownin'
Raw, God said kill'em all Tech's backs to the wall
Fighting 4 my life and Imma bust back till they fall
And I ain't even slangin' them thangs I'm hollin' 187
If you trippin' with strange
I'm really real with it,
like my homey A.J. say deal with it
Pushin' and pullin', fightin' 4 the mill ticket,
in a minute imma do it like a villain
Imma get'em in the middle of a Bomb,
put'em on the spot till the funk go pop and
I bet he never have another quam.
Tech nizzle, when I'm thizzled it's who B you
rollin' with
Dave, Trav, Violet Brown and 3DQ
Hootie Hoo
for those who not knowing that Mizzou thee true,
Imma tell ya like the swedish would say it;
sug min kuk
Absolute power
That's the only way to roll
Absolute power
They love us everywhere we go
Absolute power
Tecca nina's bout to blow
Absolute power
Absolute power
I do hip hop, and I mix it with the hard rock
Designing this rhyming 4 climbing
Tech N9ne he's unwinding
The shining it's blinding,
greedy so we constantly grinding
I been in the game 16 years making rap tunes,
raising hella havoc up in the classroom
now in 02 you can watch me
clownin' diamonds shining watchin' dvd's on
The Hachitachi
It's all Jesus, now I keep the crowds pumpin' they
Jumpin' get back to the tele we rollin' and stickin'
Somethin' racing to the main line absolute power
Is having Halle Berry and Juliet Lewis at the same
time
Oh that's how strange niggas run, listen to the villain
With the gun associated tongue we're close to the
end but not done
the Tech's just began begun
beginning to begin to have fun
The curse, is tryin' to put me in the hearst
but I will not tumble first things first,
took a lot of shit and I can't take more
Fuck Jay Farries and everybody
Down wit'em and fuck JCOR.
Thanks to Strange Music I'm comin' and all my
Enemies they runnin' now all my haters bummin'
cause I was summoned,
we Kansas City players
and we bout sold game,
we make it so that Tech N9ne is a household name
How many points you got? I got 50 here's a
question to the censorship committee
who's the biggest gangs of niggas in the city,
my villains are Gritty,
Big Scoob, Txx Will, Bakarii,
rest in peace Short Nitty
Power the evil way is power the people say
Rebel yellin' with felons and my pockets are swellin'
This beats from Berlin Germany throwin' up Mizzizy
So ain't no other city concerning me
I teach it and I speak it very loosely
Stamina gunnin'
got player haters running profusely
Now I got the parents pissed and
Ready to noose me, cause they know that
Watch yo mouth when you're talkin to me, I'll knock you out
(One! Two!) Piece definately
I hold it (down)
For my block, for my hood, for my sector
Look at what ya mouth got ya
Niggas shoulda held it (down)
Watch ya mouth or you might get hit in it
One piece two piece dit-dit-dit-dit-dit (down)
This is for the niggas from my section
Hope you learned the lesson
Bully niggas betta hold it (down)
Left, right, right, left, he's toothless
Not (?) but the Big homie's ruthless
With my two fists I can move this
And bout to prove that I can move it with my true spit
I'm locked and loaded I'm ready I'm heavy lyrics so steady this for the block Big homie bout
To get it mayn
It's time to get it my nigga my villains spit it my nigga
And if you feel it my nigga then throw a villain mayn
Veteran now bustin' with my strange cats
Chrisa Calli Techa Nis and my nigga Scat
Chasin' paper my nature we bout to sew up the nation
We keep it real while you fakin' now how you love that
(?) scrappin and rappin see I'm attackin the action
Big homie makin' it happen now shake it shake it, girl
That pussy poppin' and clappin' now I be tossin ya cabbage
And you be watchin the savage so come and get it girl
Watch me as I
(?) through the pain, I walk through the flames, insane
Wit lyrical scatter and spit that'll splatter ya brain
I'm tired of chatters get choppers to rattle ya frame
We (inny?) like Wendy's it's my way we robbin' the game
I'm throwin' them thangs, I swang with the pain, deranged
To vertical murders sho dumpin' on niggas with Strange
Ring the alarm, the heavy fuckin' hitters on
My patients will scorn the heavy fuckin' spitters on
I'm postin' wit Tech, I'm postin' wit g's in the back
My swagger so mean wit the mini machine on my back
For violence I fiend, I move with a team (?) crack
Go loco for rojo, I put that mozzle to ya back
And take you on a walk ya won't come back from
I take you to the other side of the black sun
(If you disrespect, you (?) regret it)
Ya fuckin' right Joe Vertigo said it fo ya mouth
Yeah,
Don't you run up when I'm wit a bitch
Mumblin bumpin some shit
Talkin' bout rap when I'm just beginning
Chump, I don't do battles and this rap will outshadow ya spit
Nothin's compatible with this wickedness
When I'm eatin' some niggas just keep beepin'
I guess they just heat seekin' when it come off with disrespectful talk
You geeks weaken the Nina's the beast chief
And you heathens ain't street deep so keep beefin' and get yo head tore off
So dim scram fo sight of thee grim hand
The fight'll begin then
These niggas is rose pedal soft
This ten grand to rock with me
Him stand like he ought to be tin man
The gorillas'll blow his kettle off
With Big Scooby Joe Vertigo shit's groovy
With Cali (?) truly
Nobody is gettin' through (?)
You get woozy
Then outta you head through you
Derouted and shit
Who beat 'em down and issued a 2 piece
You wanna battle me battle me
All that blabber and that'll be
Causin' you cavity
Givin' you agony agony chatterin'
That'll be the reason for your batterin'
Screamin' loud but you niggas ain't matterin'
(Already want to)
Then I can give it to you with singin' and rappin'
Don't think I can't be clappin' at your habitat
(If I harm you)
Then you must be weak and be frequently gettin' beaten deceit
And plus you a faggot now
Now (down) how many mc's must get this
'Fore they all know don't fuck with Chris
See I'm a boss boy
Fuck around with hog style
The dudes click with Strange and get tossed boy
When I'm (?)
(?) the whole night, fo niggas that came to fight, I'm like
Fuckin' with Cali, it might be trouble
whut up havermale how u doin, i got the flu but im still movin, spokane that would be my town this is where the JUGGALOS are born and crownd, we give em the mike they start rippin "dead body flashes im still limpen give me the mike and ill be pimpen" thats the lines everyones sayin rage 12 gage this is my religion juggalism, prism sit on my lap im santa claws and i am back one mo claw in yo ma fucken rack chitty chat stop talkin like you BLACK, fact; if you fuck wit me personaly get yo dome split my name is set and i personaly dont like you trick, tick tock there goes the clock its 12 at dot, where my pot my weed at that ratatat tat get me back get at me dog, i hop in my hog i got a 12 gage pump in the trunk along wit some egg nog, im looken for this nigga i know he snatch my weed, once i find him i know he'll beg and pleed, he dont really want to see me
(chorus)
cotton soldier, i told ya
who is it, the cotton soldier(2times)
so im headin down fellony flats im on gardner, everyone in the world i lost my partner, this is where im from though i dont have to be scared to screem out JUGGALO! but, im steel lookin for that fool who jacked me for my weed, i have to be cruel cause i lost all my weed, i gtta take this punk down curb stomp next this is my town, enable to have sex ill chop off his shit, then he sais wut next, huh damn, this fool must be rex, invincible, in every type of way, convinsible i pesonaly think hes gay, its all over now i got my weed back time to get blazed and get back home
WOOP WOOP, wut up havermale its 2006 and im blazed as fuck and any body who reads this ad on to the song, if you can so i can check up on my shit and see if anybody got this message
peace out
All: I can't believe you did this to me after all I did for you
Cause you made me so mad and there's nothing you can do
You and I were clueless, but you were the most
And I guess you just got lost
Baby you were just clueless
(So clueless)
What did I do to deserve this kind of pain?
Out of all the fights, this was the main
You said to give it a chance
But I saw you at the dance
We tried to work it out
But I still had a doubt
All: (Clueless)
I just can't take the risk of getting hurt again
And you're way worse than other men
I used to think you had a brain
But now I know that you're way insane
You tried to steal my heart away
And you'll pay for that someday
All: (Clueless)
All: I can't believe you did this to me after all I did for you
Cause you made me so mad and there's nothing you can do
You and I were clueless, but you were the most
And I guess you just got lost
Baby you were just clueless
All: (So clueless)
I cant believe I let u play me for a fool
N' wt u did was so totally uncool
I had no clue it would end this way
And I don't really care of what you have to say
I'll never forgive you for what you did
Gosh, I was such a kid
All: (So clueless)
But now that I'm grown and mature
I realize that I was blind and unsure
It aint gonna happen no more tho {no mo}
And it's obviously the end of us, yo
Now I just wanna scream and shout
Cause you don't even know what our relationship was about
All: (So Clueless)
Should've told me the truth in the first place Now im gonna have 2 pick up the pace
Boo if u loved me so
Then you wouldn't be this low
But now that I figured out your cheating ways
It's just too damn late
All: (4 us 2 ever be togetha again!!) And you won't get away with anything else these days (this I promise you€. Yeah...)
All: I can't believe you did this to me after all I did for you
Cause you made me so mad and there's nothing you can do
You and I were clueless, but you were the most
And I guess you just got lost
Baby you were just clueless
Clueless€
Clueless!!!!
(u should've told me before... should've trusted our love shouldve thought about that before you went on and broke my heart.. but its ok because in the end im better off without you and its just too bad that i cant say the same about you!) ur so clue-less...!!!!)
(Turkey)
[Ceza]
Sen kalk, bir minik mikrofonunu getir (Get up, get your microphone)
Bak jak burada mikrofonuna tak (Look, here is the jack, connect you mic)
Kağıt kalem bir de ilham alınacak (And here is the paper and the pen, we're gonna get inspired)
Tam gaz choppers, havada düşman avına çıkalım (No stop Choppers are in the air, Let's hunt enemies)
Akalım, haydi bu battle'ı kazanalım (Let's go, let's win this battle)
(We started in the Midwest)
(Now we 'bout to take it)
(All over the world, baby! )
(This is the pinnacle! )
(Yeah, Tech N9ne! )
[Tech N9ne]
Follow me all around the planet I run the gamut on sickology they can never manage we do damage with no apology pick em off they panic a little manic cause I gotta be, frantic Imma jam it cause I'm an oddity. Gobble the track up like I'm grubbin at mama nakas I can pop at you proper cause I'm partners of waka flaka gimme the top of hip hop and watch em make em rock wit a show stopper chakras poppin off the worldwide choppers. If you anybody you notice it, tech is the pinnacle not a identical soul is it loaded cold as the polar get wrote it quick and they quoted it yo it exploded the flow behold it cause when the motor spit. Abadea abadea never ta get free of the real better ya just neal ta me or ready ta get near my heals gimme the knock and Imma chop but he came and he went tomorrah but Imma lock it down and hop in the pocket like empanadas. Hit em up and get em up I ain't done I ain't did enough, trip it when I rip it I be the ish when I spit em up, sorta like I was liquored up and backin up in the gut, everybody be knowin I be actin up when I bust. From Missouri ta Canada I be keepin the stamina if you never been a fan of the man the brand is unanimous can I cuss? Fuck anybody tech is calamitous, leave em in the dust ain't nobody tough when I'm standin up. Tech is hostile he's awful and really be wicked when he be off in a bottle you wit it you dig it you never lost thee apostle he sick and he give it the poe and toss in Picasso, killin everybody off is the motto and I be the only chopper that's tossed in a brothel you said it's pathetic my head is off in a taco I sped and you bled and you in a coffin when I go!
[Hook]
I'm light years
Ahead of my peers
Want some, you can come bring it right here
Can't clown me
Don't come 'round me
Bow down, I was crowned when they found me
(K.C.)
Check it, I'm ahead of 'em, chop it up with the veteran
A legend developin', they gotta tell 'I'm it's evident
Gotta notice an elephant, none of you niggas relevant'
You delicate, I'm lovin' every second of this
(Denmark)
(U$O)
De vil alle tjekke det når vi ligger det (They all wanna check it when we lay it)
Kommer ind og smækker det, beatet jeg vækker det. (Comes in and smacks it, the beat I wake it)
I ved hvad der kommer ud af min mund, hænger med de vildeste gutter (You know what comes out of my mouth, hanging with the wildest guys)
Det minder mig om, vi stikker det af for de kalder mig alle Fucking Chopper(It reminds me, we make it go wild 'cause they all call me Fucking Chopper)
(Alabama)
[Yelawolf]
What if I ran into you wit' a Pogo stick?
Hoppin up on top of you rappers like a Jehovah's Witness?
Wit' a photo of Jesus and a paper pamphlet
And I threw up more tracks like I was playin' Hamlet?
Syllable burnin', that internal damage
Swing, batter, batter, but then I lay back on a hammock
Under an oak tree, like I was peelin' pecans
But instead, I'm peelin' rappers' heads, makin' a sam-a-wich
Pick up a 22 and put a bullet inside of a
Motherfucker from Westside, a 1987 box
I'm headed up, yeah, headed for bucks
Fuck 'em all, make 'em feel my dread like I had a head of locks
Feel' every bump, like you had dead shocks
But I hopped on the fuckin' beat and I worldwide chopped
Wanna I fuck wit' Tech N9ne, well, then fine
I smoke a beat wit' Mr. Busta Rhymes, well, sure, why not?
Really don't need to show any more of my cock
But I run across the stadium in a pair of your socks
In a trenchcoat wit' the pencil and a watch
Then drop a verse before you can focus to beat the clocks
Slumerican is out of control
Heat it up, beat it up, then I gotta go
But I'm a dump truck, just send another load
Peter Piper dump up all the peppers in your throats
Wit' an alien probe
[Hook]
I'm light years
Ahead of my peers
Want some, you can come bring it right here
Can't clown me
Don't come 'round me
Bow down, I was crowned when they found me
Twista! (Chicago)
[Twista]
Like I gotta focus up in my rhythm
Or loosen the venom and hit 'em and give 'em astig-a-ma-tism
And then I'ma spit 'em somethin' so full of vengeance
That everybody'll wanna devour the pieces of my enemies 'cause of cannibalism
Breakin' 'em off into particles, they get in a predicament
That be never reversible 'cause a nigga be too versatile
Makin' you nervous, you could never compete with the colonel
I burn you, I'm an immortal, and that's the reason I murder you
Focus on my hocus pocus and make a likkle magic
After I wreck and check ya, then ya best pick a better habit
'Cause I'm an anomaly, able to give a lobotomy
To any motherfucker challengin' my astronomy
Hoppin' out, I don't stop when the flame stone
Now one of the most popular choppers and my name's known
Throwin' it up in the air, takin' it there
We W-W-C, if you can't keep up, shoulda stayed home
My-my-my alien knowledge be makin' other astronomers
Welcome to Los Angeles, a discovery of palentology
So play me and I'ma be shinin' on them haters
I'm finna be usin' it as energy, watch how radiant I'ma be
Like a helicopter when the words fly
Entire families all the way out to you girl die
If I catch you fuckin' with the most intricate lyricists
Or even try to stop us 'cause we choppers and we worldwide
And I'm
[Hook]
I'm light years
Ahead of my peers
Want some, you can come bring it right here
Can't clown me
Don't come 'round me
Bow down, I was crowned when they found me
(New York)
[Busta Rhymes]
See how they ask when I'ma stomp on my dude
And when I'ma cock it and pop it, and what I'ma drop on my dude
Inevitably, instead I'ma be the most incredible dude
To ever spit on the record and put it together, my dude
And then they ask "What in the world is you provin'?
What, when you already the best? And what the hell is he doin'?"
Well, I'ma be choppin' and cuttin' and breakin' and beatin' and shakin'
And fuckin' everything up 'til there ain't no further mistakin'
And bustin' everything up like a fuckin' angry Jamaican
And shuttin' everything up, 'specially the ones who be hatin'
They lovin' everything until I got 'em stutterin' stupid
You hear 'em now? "D-d-d-d-don't do-do-do-do it!
P-P-P-Please? Wh-wh-wh-why you gotta t-try us?
W-w-w-w-we already know that you be the nicest!"
And now I'ma come and kill 'em, get 'em, hit 'em, and finish 'em
And bang 'em in the head and diminish 'em, and then I'll
Hit 'em again at a minimum, repeat comin' to kill 'em
Then he be gotta be drillin' 'em, thinkin' "They gotta be feelin' 'I'm!"
Spittin' lithium, see the way a nigga be spillin' 'em?
And gettin' 'em stupid to the point where there's no forgivin' 'I'm?
Hopin' you're listenin' and you're payin' attention
And you're witnessin' the way that I be crushin' on the mic
And gettin' in the zone, I be flattenin' and packin' in
People from the front to the back and
They got me actin' a fool, I'm blackin', nigga
Now I'm home!
[Hook]
I'm light years
Ahead of my peers
Want some, you can come bring it right here
Can't clown me
Don't come 'round me
Bow down, I was crowned when they found me
(Canada)
... make (something) retire instantly
I'm choppin', don't call me Michael Myers in my vicinity
The way I be killin' 'em with rhythm, it get illegitimate
The Yela will finish and end any predicament
And the enemies in the vicinity, I gotta mack up
They know they can never get wit' me whenever they mention me
The hands of a lyrical criminal, more deadly than chemicals
Check my resume, they say that your boy's biblical
(California)
... I dead 'em, I set 'em, and you can feel me
Diggin' up in your brain and bringin' the pain, and y'all fin' wanna kill me
Fillin' 'em with that fury, get up and hurry, you can feel the Remy
Comin' in wit' that shit, I'm havin' a fit, and you will never peel me
I feel you when I'm on top of you, look at the W
You been poppin' off, I'ma hit 'em up wit' a bullet to the (Brain! )
You can look into the eyes of a heathen, breathin', you're fiendin'
Featuring: Busta Rhymes, Twista, Yelawolf, CEZA, JL, Uso, D.Loc, Twisted Insane
(Turkey)
[Ceza]
Sen kalk, bir minik mikrofonunu getir (Get up, get your microphone)
Bak jak burada mikrofonuna tak (Look, here is the jack, connect you mic)
Ka??t kalem bir de ilham al?nacak (And here is the paper and the pen, we're gonna get inspired)
Tam gaz choppers, havada dü?man av?na ç?kal?m (No stop Choppers are in the air, Let's hunt enemies)
Akal?m, haydi bu battle'? kazanal?m (Let's go, let's win this battle)
(We started in the Midwest)
(Now we 'bout to take it)
(All over the world, baby!)
(This is the pinnacle!)
(Yeah, Tech N9ne!)
[Tech N9ne]
Follow me, all around the planet, I run the gamut on psychology
They could never manage, we do damage wit' no apology
Pick 'em out the panic, a little manic 'cause I gotta be
Frantic, I'ma jam it 'cause I'm an oddity
Down for the trackin' like I'm grabbin' at my binoculars
I could pop at you, papa, 'cause I'm partners wit' Waka Flocka
Gimme the top of hip-hop and watch 'im make 'em rock
With a show-stopper, chakras poppin' off the (Worldwide Choppers)
If you anybody, you notice it
Tech is the pinnacle, now the ideal nickel solos it
Little coders to pull again, wrote it quick and they quoted it
Yo, when it exposed, the flow be hold it, 'cause when that motor spit
A-bi-de-a, bi-de-a, never to get free of the rear
Better to get just near the mirror, ready to get near my heirs
Gimme the knock and I'ma chop it, he came and it went tomorrow
But I'ma lock it down and hop in the pocket like empanadas
Hit 'em up and get 'em up, I ain't done, I ain't did enough
Trippin' when I rip it, I be the X when I split 'em up
Sorta like I was liquored up and backin' up in the cup
Everybody be knowin' I be actin' up when I buzz
From Missouri to Canada, I be keepin' the stamina
If you never been a fan of the man, the planet's unanimous
Killa Kaz'll fuck anybody, Tech is calamitous
Leave 'em in the dust, anybody, Tech when I'm standin' up
Tech is hostile, he's awful
He really be wicked when he off in the bottle
You wit' it, you dig it, you never lost the apostle
He's thinkin' he can give it the Poe and toss it Picasso
Killin' everybody off is the motto
And I be the only chopper that's tossed in the brothel
You said it's pathetic, my head is off in the taco
I sped and you bled and you in the convo when I go
[Hook]
I'm light years
Ahead of my peers
Want some, you can come bring it right here
Can't clown me
Don't come 'round me
Bow down, I was crowned when they found me
(K.C.)
[J.L.]
Check it, I'm ahead of 'em, chop it up with the veteran
A legend developin', they gotta tell 'im it's evident
Gotta notice an elephant, none of you niggas relevant'
You delicate, I'm lovin' every second of this
(Denmark)
[Uso - Tranlsation in brackets]
De vil alle tjekke når vi ligger det (They will all check it when we lay it)
kommer ind og smækker det beatet jeg vækker det (coming in and smashing it beatet i'm waking it)
i ved hvad der kommer ud af min mund (you know whats comming out of my mouth)
hanger med de vildeste gutter (hanging with the coolest guys)
det minder mig om vi stikker det af (it reminds me we stapping it (set on fire))
for de kalder mig alle vild worldwide chopper (cause they all call me wild worldwide chopper)
(Alabama)
[Yelawolf]
What if I ran into you wit' a Pogo stick?
Hopped up on top of you rappers like a Jehovah's Witness?
Wit' a photo of Jesus and a paper pamphlet
And I threw up more tracks like I was playin' Hamlet?
Syllable burnin', that internal damage
Swing, batter, batter, but then I lay back on a hammock
Under an oak tree, like I was peelin' pecans
But instead, I'm peelin' rappers' heads, makin' a sam-a-wich
Think I'ma turn into and put a bullet inside of a
Motherfucker from Westside, a 1987 box
I'm headed up, yeah, headed for bucks
Fuck 'em all, make 'em feel my dread like I had a head of locks
Feelin' rebuffed, like you had that shot
But I hopped on the fuckin' beat and I worldwide chopped
Wanna I fuck wit' Tech N9ne, well, then fine
I smoke a beat wit' Mr. Busta Rhymes, well, sure, why not?
Really don't need to show any more of my cock
But I run across the stadium in a pair of your socks
In a trenchcoat wit' the pencil and a watch
Then drop a verse before you can focus to beat the clocks
Slumerican is out of control
Heat it up, beat it up, then I gotta go
But I'm a dump truck, just send another load
Peter Piper dump a pile of peppers in your throats
Wit' an alien probe
[Hook]
I'm light years
Ahead of my peers
Want some, you can come bring it right here
Can't clown me
Don't come 'round me
Bow down, I was crowned when they found me
Twista! (Chicago)
[Twista]
Like I gotta focus up in my rhythm
Or loosen the venom and hit 'em and give 'em astig-a-ma-tism
And then I'ma spit 'em somethin' so full of vengeance
That everybody'll wanna devour the pieces of my enemies 'cause of cannibalism
Breakin' 'em off into particles, they get in a predicament
That be never reversible 'cause a nigga be too versatile
Makin' you nervous, you could never compete with the colonel
I burn you, I'm an immortal, and that's the reason I murder you
Focus on my hocus pocus and make a likkle magic
After I wreck and check ya, then ya best pick a better habit
'Cause I'm an anomaly, able to give a lobotomy
To any motherfucker challengin' my astronomy
Hoppin' out, I don't stop when the flame stone
Now one of the most popular choppers and my name's known
Throwin' it up in the air, takin' it there
We W-W-C, if you can't keep up, shoulda stayed home
My-my-my alien knowledge be makin' other astronomers
Welcome to Los Angeles, a discovery of palentology
So play me and I'ma be shinin' on them haters
I'm finna be usin' it as energy, watch how radiant I'ma be
Like a helicopter when the words fly
Entire families all the way out to you girl die
If I catch you fuckin' with the most intricate lyricists
Or even try to stop us 'cause we choppers and we worldwide
And I'm
[Hook]
I'm light years
Ahead of my peers
Want some, you can come bring it right here
Can't clown me
Don't come 'round me
Bow down, I was crowned when they found me
(New York)
[Busta Rhymes]
See how they ask when I'ma stomp on my dude
And when I'ma cock it and pop it, and what I'ma drop on my dude
Inevitably, instead I'ma be the most incredible dude
To ever spit on the record and put it together, my dude
And then they ask "What in the world is you provin'?
What, when you already the best? And what the hell is he doin'?"
Well, I'ma be choppin' and cuttin' and breakin' and beatin' and shakin'
And fuckin' everything up 'til there ain't no further mistakin'
And bustin' everything up like a fuckin' angry Jamaican
And shuttin' everything up, 'specially the ones who be hatin'
They lovin' everything until I got 'em stutterin' stupid
You hear 'em now? "D-d-d-d-don't do-do-do-do it!
P-P-P-Please? Wh-wh-wh-why you gotta t-try us?
W-w-w-w-we already know that you be the nicest!"
And now I'ma come and kill 'em, get 'em, hit 'em, and finish 'em
And bang 'em in the head and diminish 'em, and then I'll
Hit 'em again at a minimum, repeat comin' to kill 'em
Then he be gotta be drillin' 'em, thinkin' "They gotta be feelin' 'im!"
Spittin' lithium, see the way a nigga be spillin' 'em?
And gettin' 'em stupid to the point where there's no forgivin' 'im?
Hopin' you're listenin' and you're payin' attention
And you're witnessin' the way that I be crushin' on the mic
And gettin' in the zone, I be flattenin' and packin' in
People from the front to the back and
They got me actin' a fool, I'm blackin', nigga
Now I'm home!
[Hook]
I'm light years
Ahead of my peers
Want some, you can come bring it right here
Can't clown me
Don't come 'round me
Bow down, I was crowned when they found me
(Kansas City)
[D-Loc]
?make (something) retire instantly
I'm choppin', don't call me Michael Myers in my vicinity
The way I be killin' 'em with rhythm, it get illegitimate
The Yela will finish and end any predicament
And the enemies in the vicinity, I gotta mack up
They know they can never get wit' me whenever they mention me
The hands of a lyrical criminal, more deadly than chemicals
Check my resume, they say that your boy's biblical
(California)
[Twisted Insane]
..I dead 'em, I set 'em, and you can feel me
Diggin' up in your brain and bringin' the pain, and y'all fin' wanna kill me
Fillin' 'em with that fury, get up and hurry, you can feel the Remy
Comin' in wit' that shit, I'm havin' a fit, and you will never peel me
I feel you when I'm on top of you, look at the W
You been poppin' off, I'ma hit 'em up wit' a bullet to the (Brain!)
You can look into the eyes of a heathen, breathin', you're fiendin'
[INTRO]
Try it, breath in baby and ima hold those bun's sturdy Stevie Stone and
Bleed say one puff'll make you come dirty
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
First 30 minutes it ain't been no hit
30 more I'm plopping in your shit yeah
Plop is the sound it makes
Plop plop plop till the ground breaks
I'm ground breaking when I fuck I pound great
And she ain't got no stoppers
No bra
No stockings nigga no gown nothing
I made that frown straighten around 8 she sound fake but I hound make her
Go down like she found Satan
I know you thinking that she ain't do it
Because she be hella boring so she ain't fluid
But when she with me equivalent to straight sewage
Dirty
Like they call you an insane nudist
[HOOK]
Won't you come dirty?, won't you come, won't you come dirty? won't you
Come, won't you come dirty?
Won't you come, won't you come, won't you come dirty? won't you come, won't
You come dirty?
Don't bring miss goodie goodie round me, won't you come dirty?, just let
That booty booty drown me
Won't you come dirty?, Hey, won't you come, won't you come, won't you come
Dirty? Hey, won't you come
[Verse 2: Young Bleed]
I'm a black Jim Morrison
Peep the game from a far away glimpse
If I get it
I got it
I'm going in
I'm on some bitch
I'm far in
Strange lane I could hardly win
Strange Chain Jenny car we in
My chain hang through the hearts of men
It's the same thing at the bar again
Strange Land more women than men
Strange hands they be giving me gin
My plane land about a quarter to ten
My game grand
Living this sin again and again
Fly as a hen
Chop the hair off my chinny chin chin
We are wild in there
Wild with friends
I'm going to drop the top of the beam on my benz
My team in my hands
Hustling ends
I'm along with you
I'm about to go in
On the phone with you
Like the back of a 4 10
It's on with you
From the beginning to the end
You look like some twins
But really some tens
I keep them clean blowing smoke in the wind
I'm a post the kin
And that's pimp the kin
Mr. Snoop my pimping friend
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Stevie Stone]
Well she come then she eager for the front stroke back stroke
Deep throat strap in the camel toe swoll
Getting dirty as a model
Baby girl looking like a model
Baby electrify you
Got a new shift kick with that throttle
She swabs
Baby got a mouthpiece swabs
Girls girls they swab
Got them and done them since Carolina Colorado
Feeling like I won the lotto
That bad bitch is Mullato
Baby come drown me
Squirt on me today and tomoRrow
I'll take that
And when I pull your hair you take that
And I'm a smack that ass you take that
Start cumming in your legs
Get shaken
Nervous sexual addict a fanatic
In the pussy enthusiastic
Gotta have it
[Hook]
Outro
Too drugged out
[Intro]
I've landed, but which way now to go?
Cause it's Strangeland everything goes up vertical above the clouds I flow
How I got here I don't really know or remember like The Alamo
So to give me direction on this journey is big Krizz Kaliko
[Krizz Kaliko]
Now here is a beautiful world for you to enter
You can hear how we kill everyone, we're helter skelter
On this fear that is fearin' us smear tuckin the loads of us
Shear stroke of genius since we appeared out the demons
We just the lost boys like we sons of Donald Sutherland
We done strugglin' we forced our way in and forced to weigh in
The big swingin' kocks of rap r&b; and rock
We been seein' lots of cats copyin' ya not
Them G-O-D's and we can bless ya like we was a pastor
We past ya long ago ya concentrate on rappin' faster
This is the temple of makin' it look simple to ya'll
I wasn't really in to rap or into rap cause I seen too many falls
Why they fall for strangland go up filled with strings of caribou lou
Fill ya cup and toss all that throw up
My team captain is you nina I'm the first lieutenant
Enjoy your visit this is strangeland that you invented
[Hook]
Welcome!
Welcome to Strangeland
This is for everyone around the world the woman and the boys and girls are
Welcome!
This is the Strangeland
And it don't matter what you listen to we got a right place for you so
Welcome!
We'd like to welcome you with your nothing, you're overdue, take a quick peekin' overview
Let the strangers take over you
We'd like to welcome you with your nothing, you're overdue, take a quick peekin' overview
Let the strangers take over you
[Tech N9ne]
Juggalos kottonmouth kings and queens
Gangbangers metalheads and the college kids
Then everything in between
They love when tech spittin', no he's the best rippin'
Blessed this when all of these titles can equal TECHNICIAN
So let's get in, to some retro Tech's vision
Complex written scripts are always sex driven
Behold us we've had it so rough so what's the slogan we have at strangeland
It goes up!
When I ask you what goes up mane if it's all good then you say that it goes
Mane if it's no, you simply just say that it don't, then I'mma label you
That's when they hit the flo' if you hatin in my land we can throw
But I prefer with drinkin' 'bou lou that's cold
Then hit the vertical path and get on these hoes
I love it Eep Op Ork Ah Ah
Even if your brand new come meet, shock your faja
And I'm lookin' for the girls with them deep bra's more tatas
On the vertical then get horizontal then I'mma beat up your nana
[Hook]
Welcome!
Welcome to Strangeland
This is for everyone around the world the woman and the boys and girls are
Welcome!
This is the Strangeland
And it don't matter what you listen to we got a right place for you so
Welcome!
We'd like to welcome you with your? take a quick peekin' overview
Let the strangers take over you
We'd like to welcome you with your? take a quick peekin' overview
All hail to the N9NE
You punks thought it was over for me?
I should prevail a institation
All of the high exalted punks
TechN9ne
Move somethin', do somethin'
Scream somethin', aight
Cruel some, gruesome, hoodlums, aight
[Incomprehensible]
V I C T O R Y
I'm still climbin', niggaz be rhymin'
While they gain lip with me
So you can keep hatin'
Now they want me makin'
Swimmin' in victory
Yo yo, they thought it was over, but I gots to bust
Call them foes, stealin' flows, that they got from us
What, we comin' through your city with lots of lust
Get the dough get ya hoes then we knock them up and kut
Still clownin', jealousy be frownin'
Keep in the street poundin'
Haters get beat down
And y'all, keep houndin'
Lookin' for new sounds
That Nina done put down
Well hey baby you found 'em
We, "Victors", invested in big Wars
We comin' to get yours, we hit till it get sore
We spit, acrobatical, never simple schematical
Vivid liquid compatible, shrooms X's and Aderals
Thought Anghellic wouldn't make it, we take it
Every time we get your girly butt naked
Real melons, still Heaven, still Helen
Still bellin' through the city, with them class ain't felons
At that bar with it, the fans know it how we are with it
Carobulou with a Church Hill cigar with it
Don't never far get it, woman gettin' targeted
600 car with it, Techa is comin' hard with it
I'm still climbin', niggaz be rhymin'
While they gain lip with me
So you can keep hatin'
Now they want me makin'
Swimmin' in victory
I'm still climbin', niggaz be rhymin'
While they gain lip with me
So you can keep hatin'
Now they want me makin'
Swimmin' in victory
All I wanna see is broads with us
Strange hella odd niggaz
Roll with them hard Hitters
That would mob with us
So God get us
Player haters that squab with us
They bob with us
'Cause the Techa-N9NE is bizarre lecture
I'm a what, party animal, horny and a punani cannibal
Can nobody calm me, the killa Dahni is a Zombie and Ho
Ladies on the dance floor
Let yo homey make you touch your toes
Skip them foes, strike a pose
Hot as hell, grab your chicken head by the tail
A lot of tail, can generate you a lot of mail
I'm the victorious, you the victom
Ya gal took my lizard and licked him
And my twins she kissed 'em
So tell me how this, tune sounds
You love it so never tune the, boom down
You never thought we be some scholars
With shrooms round, Mexican woman
And now we ballers and poon hounds
I'm still climbin', niggaz be rhymin'
While they gain lip with me
So you can keep hatin'
Now they want me makin'
Swimmin' in victory
I'm still climbin', niggaz be rhymin'
While they gain lip with me
So you can keep hatin'
Now they want me makin'
Swimmin' in victory
Yo, that's why your mama got a big 'ol butt, oh yeah
And your sister got a big 'ol butt, oh yeah
Since your mama and your sister had a big 'ol butt
They help the nina bust a big 'ol nut, oh yeah
I'm the King, niggaz that know it
That's why they want me in the ring
Hopin' I blow it but I love the cream, what I mean
No matter what kind of lyrics you write
Tech N9ne fans don't want to hear it tonight
All hail to my jail homies
Cameron, Moberly, Boomville
You can bet we soon will, bump head
A wise man once said, "Everybody want go heaven
But nobody want dead"
Numb heads, if they diss the Vette
Break the mother fuckers down if they disrespect, The Tech
This is Victory cause I gets the check
I leave you player haters glistenin' wet, punk bitch
I'm still climbin', niggaz be rhymin'
While they gain lip with me
So you can keep hatin'
Now they want me makin'
Swimmin' in victory
I'm still climbin', niggaz be rhymin'
While they gain lip with me
So you can keep hatin'
Now they want me makin'
Swimmin' in victory
I'm still climbin', niggaz be rhymin'
While they gain lip with me
So you can keep hatin'
Now they want me makin'
Swimmin' in victory
I'm still climbin', niggaz be rhymin'
While they gain lip with me
So you can keep hatin'
Now they want me makin'
Swimmin' in victory
Move somethin', do somethin'
Scream somethin', aight
Cruel some, gruesome, hoodlums, aight
[Incomprehensible]
V I C T O R Y
Move somethin', do somethin'
Scream somethin', aight
Cruel some, gruesome, hoodlums, aight
[Incomprehensible]
(Intro(Tech N9ne))
And the road gets harder with flow spits
Cuz we represent that Kansas City mo' shit
Double doses, Tech Kalicosis
But ran into a duo that's ferocious
Some of the best, too
Kill you no rescue
They say that you gotta spit hot 16's befo' you step through
And they say everybody
Nigga, even Tech do
Now we gotta explain a journey to the Ces Cru
(Tech N9ne)
I'm on a pilgrimage to the rhyme mecca, because I'm Tecca
And this mind left ya, down at the bottom because N9ne's betta'
And if swines ever find the quest to try and test the cleverness
They in a mess bind and yes I sever, decay 'em and define pressure
I'mma spit it for
Bid it wars and not a critic whore
Hit ignore I got a sick core
In this war not when it pours?
Wanna pla-ay every da-ay
Sta-ay for the way I spra-ay sa-ay
You gotta pa-ay that's ya-ay and ay-ay
Bumblebee tuna
Don't be smellin' like it if you under me rumors
We'll begin about ya hungry poonas
Hopin' wishin' prayin' when it will be soona'!
When I dead em I get up in the head of the nigga that said it
I'm pickin the lead up then wet em look like a predator, I'mma get em n let em pass
Skip the peace it ain't no humble we luna
Moon stricken
Rednecks sayin who them coones rippin
BOOM
Pick em up
Take em off to my land in my van a lotta room
Get in and in
When I catch my flow tryin ta wake up your style
But you fucked up like, uh oh
I'mma make up for it now
It's unfair to be such a motherfucking rarity
Beware that we tear many squares if he dares to be a parody
Of this clarity we bare to be sherrifs swear we need therapy
Prepare to see nare any spared, caring is barely there it's unfair
Krizz Kaliko
Who Are These Dudes, We never let any in fools, you know the rules
Krisstopha, Egotistical, Narcissistic wit ya, If they sitting up under em, we tell em get up and move,
And make em some room,
Heard of these guys?
Murderous when it comes to scriptia!
Ya big wa tissen, got em us, they gods to us, we gods to them,
So we meet right in the middle,
Chewed the fat and fried up a little
It's unfair we got their hands in the air, and you can't even get a show
Noone cares that your freestyle so rare, don't nobody care, don't nobody know
It's easy for them physical favors, while ya'll just spend all your paper
Please bend over the table, tattoos and bozo my lable
tech n9nes verse: hey, i really like you so maybe we, can go half on a baby see countries take a chance with crazy me, And I never wanna be shady T, dont give a damn where the other ladies be Andrea, I mean Demicika, DAMN. Man I think I got A.D.D.
Im callin you to say I think I see the light if Regine should come over right now and just sleep with me tonight, Sarah please, I mean Theresa geeze, I steady kept losing sight, cuz they bodies be hella tight even though its wrong the feelings right
My bed is so ready to get wetter by incredible sex, I just wanna sin up and get in up, caress your straight edible breasts
Do ya hear me lord
I'm sorry bout' that Gina
would you gimme that thing I really want you Stephanie I mean Katrina
I get calls from Lacy, from Amber and Sometimes Sabrina
They all over my demeanor so they stand in line for the wiener
From Kristina Pam and big booty J the one with Jerita
[Tech N9ne: Intro]
I now pronounce
Me and music together
From now
Until the end of time
(time)
[Tech N9ne]
Always on the road
Doing hella
shows
Day to day, high and lows
But that's just how
it goes when you grinding
Homie ain't no rewinding
time with the family behind
In this business that I'm
I don't feel anything
It's hard remembering places
and faces
They think I'm what December brings
The day
is just like moments turned to hours
Autographs,
sound check, radio spots and quick showers
Hit the
stage and get so much love from the fans
Keep it rough
with the fellas
But I make the ladies wanna dance
still I don't think you understand what's real
While
I'm with you
With my wife,
another chance is killed
And my kids,
All 3 of them suffer in the worst way
Cause last year
I missed all three of their birthdays
So when you see
me with my eyes full of pain,
give me love
Cause these are three of the reasons why
I call the road the rain
[Chorus]
So here we are now
(In the rain)
A superstar now
(In the rain)
So far now
(In the rain)
The Rain (I walk in the rain)
I live
my life like (In the rain)
Just for the limelite
(Is it right or is it wrong)
[Alyia Yates,
(Tech N9ne)]
(My little girl says)
Daddy
(What'up)
Me and Reign really miss you
(Oh yeah)
Not to mention momma always need a tissue
(Yeah)
I saw your picture in the paper and I kissed
you (Oh yeah)
I heard you won't be home for Halloween
Is this true? (Right after Halloween baby)
Yeah I'm
used to it
Why don't you teach me and Reign how to
produce music? (Ha)
So we can travel everywhere that
you travelin,
Being a family me and sissy fightin
and tattelin (Haha)
I know you miss that
(No)
I know you dig that
Do your fans ever wonder about
where your kids at? (Yeah)
Is Donny really comin to
move with us in L.A.? (Uh.
Will mommy still love you and be with you everyday?
(Um...)
I gotta go now, I love you daddy but slow down
(Yeah)
There's not enough Tecca Ninas to go around
(Aw...)
Reignbow's cryin, she wants to talk to you
badly
(What's up Reignbow baby?
[Reign Yates] I love you daddy
[Chorus]
So here
we are now (In the rain)
A superstar now
(In the rain)
So far now
(In the rain)
The Rain (I walk in the rain)
I live
my life like (In the rain)
Just for the limelite
(Is it right or is it wrong)
[Tech N9ne]
I love
my fans,
Cause they make it possible for me to provide
for the fam
The fact that my life is in shambles
They
could give a damn
When it shakes,
then they choose it
Fakes who hate,
lose it
They love my pain cause it makes for great
music
But in the interim
This family matter is a tender
I might leave in January and come back
When the
winter come
Like, calling my wife in the rain and end
up getting into a dumb fight
Cause she lonely,
you try to consult her but you ain't come right
it's about what and what?
You give them everything
they need
But what they need is your presence indeed
Life, yes it's been a strainer
It's like I've been
a stranger to my kids and my wife
That's the life of
an entertainer
More money to gain
More people to change
Sore deep in the game
The worlds peepin my pain
on the road bustin for sure,
reachin for fame
Healthy relationships,
You can't have them when you live your life in the
rain
[Chorus][2x]
So here we are now
(In the rain)
A superstar now
(In the rain)
So far now
(In the rain)
The Rain (I walk in the rain)
I live
my life like (In the rain)
Just for the limelite
Three
Four
Five
Seven
Seven
Seven
Seven
Seven
Seven
Seven
Seven
Together we are a powerful force
As one mind, body, and soul.
Let no evil enter nor attempt to reduce us
Because of the beliefs we hold.
And with this love, combined with our strength,
We ward off pain and stress.
Technician I am, wholeheartedly,
I've tried writing this letter now,
Several times before,
When the party's over and,
The liquor is no more,
I'll tell you now that living has become somewhat a chore,
And following their rules is such a God foresaken bore,
Now I say God because I'm programmed,
But I believe in none,
I see no interventions and I see no Holy Sons,
And if I'm wrong than strike me down and break these breathing lungs,
Just take the words reverse them back upon my evil tongue,
I've seen children arm eachother like it's second nature,
Some just wanna watch the world burn,
And bang upon the drums,
And that is why the music and the rhythm will live on,
Chaos has a melody and death is like a song,
I sing, sing out to the rafter's I sing,
Close this little chapter and I think,
This life is a disaster and it stings,
I'm trying to find a way to just sing,
Sing out to the rafter's I sing,
Close this little chapter and I think,
This life is a disaster and it stings,
You see I'm trying to find a way out,
What a world, what a world,
I'm hanging up the noose now,
Waiting for the end,
What a world, what a world,
I'm hangin up the noose now,
Waiting for the end
I went to visit wounded soldiers out on Camp Pendelton,
And the cause of the missing limbs it mean there's no love like Wimbledon,
When they sat before me young as hell and gave me accolades like gentlemen,
I'm thinking that the enemy took away their ability to walk and to touch no way of rekindling,
What is now gone unless they got money like Forrest and Lt. Dan,
The war if you win a damn they have no remorse at any minute bam,
That's fucked off while we're chilling on tour on the bus getting sucked off,
Know our family is grieving 'cause war is recieving their peeps and they crying their butts off,
That's why I get so much,
When a flow bust,
Why we got it so good 'cause it's so rough,
For the young soldiers who,
Do exactly what they're told to do,
Damn, do what exactly what they're told to do,
Defend they're country and uphold the crew,
But give my one and only soul for you,
That's a hell of a job description,
I don't know if my God's with this one,
But I guess its the laws of sick men,
Send out youngin's and they fall the victim,
Of an evil clans plan,
That's why I be saying dwamn,
'Cause on 9/11 I realized our fate is another man's hands,
What a world, what a world,
I'm hanging up the noose now,
Waiting for the end,
What a world, what a world,
I'm hangin up the noose now,
Waiting for the end
When I see how my loved ones have left,
I wonder how long I would I would fight,
I wonder if I would give in and let the reaper lead me into night,
See I got too much pride left,
My grandmother died to early,
Reaching for moments more but instead the cancer in her lungs took it from me,
We drift, naturally like two ships in the roughest of seas,
That's why this moments precious yet I'm too distant to feel it complete,
See these days I feel so disconnected,
It gets harder to drop to my knees,
I guess that's a side effect of living in generation XYZ,
Obsessed with pain and grief man I wish we were kids again,
Things were simpler than 90s incidents,
Got me losing friends to the hands of violent men, fast,
Faster than speeding bullets whizzing down alley ways,
Abruptly I'm waking up from this haze,
But only to realize the world hasn't changed,
Some of ya'll not even fazed,
Y'all think it's the way we been raised?
Fuck it I'm sinkin right back in this haze,
'Cause thesecould turn out to be my last today,
With a hope and a prayer put a rope in the air,
But I'm just too scared,
Chokin from the pressure will I rock this chest,
Swing back and forth and tempt death with a blank stare,
What a world, what a world,
I'm hanging up the noose now,
Waiting for the end,
What a world, what a world,
I'm hangin up the noose now,
I hate you
Can't stand you
Despise you
Detest you
Look away from me when you see me
Never look into my eyes
Your infection crowds my daily
So this can't be paradise
When you walk don't come my way
And don't dare honk at me when you drive
I'm The Grinch, I smell your stinch
And it is you I so despise
I can't stand yo persona, the drama, yo marijuana, or yo momma
I really despise yo am a so comma I disapo who you honor
I see what you people can offer, I wonder what mommy taught ya
If it was up to me the G, I wanna sought ya, caught ya and then offed ya
I hate what you become, hate you have your freedom
Hate watchin' your reruns, hate givin' you refunds
I call 'em, how I see 'em, when I see scum, I free from the legions
Cerebrum, I see none, see your just really dumb
Hate seein' your whores, hate cleanin' your floors
Hate doin' your chores, won't be in your awards
Funk bein' your whore, hunks bein' of course, you punks being endorsed Chumps being assured, dumped being divorced
To test you like a sickness, I bet you'd like to lick this
From Texas right to Memphis, built with ex dykes and glimpses
Of everything I hate, it would be great for you to skate off in a lake
A beautiful fate, I hope nobody is at yo wake
Look away from me when you see me
Never look into my eyes
Your infection crowds my daily
So this can't be paradise
When you walk don't come my way
And don't dare honk at me when you drive
I'm The Grinch, I smell your stinch
And it is you I so despise
We're livin' in the cold age, road rage
Dark no sole, no way
Jose Cuearvo, there goes yo day
Every scare, everywhere, knows bogay
This life is too soft, haters more true talk
I hate the way that you cough, hate you when you blew off
You coofa, your crueler, so cool off
If we were arm and arm in handcuffs my arm I would rather chew off
So many reasons why I can't stand you
The man who's scam is to ban you
Cram you in the can under land in Grand View
Damn you if you stand near my farm, I slam you
Sammain', champaign your family and you
I'm a monster when it comes to you, conquer every one of you
Trade tours, paid for, your neighbor
'Cause they whores, pray for, decor
'Cause your state will create race wars
Look away from me when you see me
Never look into my eyes
Your infection crowds my daily
So this can't be paradise
When you walk don't come my way
And don't dare honk at me when you drive
I'm The Grinch, I smell your stinch
And it is you I so despise
I hate you when you destroy buildings and kill millions of children
From black white Chinese Sicilian, I thrill
When you feel sin, dealin' drugs to billions
Awaiting your death, miserable until then
I wanna put my Rebox and get on top of his esophagus
And watch the Appocolypse drop him in Necropolis
Never was menogamus, doggin' is, you're botherin' all of us
Gotta get loose from those to ex to soddomus
I hate what you stand for, hate all your scandals
When your life's baned for, I will not burn a candle
The way you live is not easy to handle
You vandals toss 666 in your blood sample
Yo, the world is very different now, no more hugs
Just shrugs and crips and bloods and drugs
Not see show no love, never we be equal
My name is The Grinch, this song is dedicated to the evil people
Look away from me when you see me
Never look into my eyes
Your infection crowds my daily
So this can't be paradise
When you walk don't come my way
And don't dare honk at me when you drive
I'm The Grinch, I smell your stinch
And it is you I so despise
Look away from me when you see me
Never look into my eyes
Your infection crowds my daily
So this can't be paradise
When you walk don't come my way
And don't dare honk at me when you drive
I'm The Grinch, I smell your stinch
[Intro:]Is 'tis 1985,
In KC on a bus ride,
From the 56th side,
Not too many knew that it was alive,
But they spread it so now they tied to Technicians worldwide.
[Verse 1:]Listen!
Trying to recruit is the mission,
We offer you a position,
Where Tech will rule and condition your brain.
To know actin' a fool is the vision,
Caribou Lou is tradition,
And the way to be true to your living is strange.
We come in peace,
But if you wanna be dumb and beef,
A gun is somethin' he wanna be young and speak,
Imma numb his beak.
He's a woman, he the one and brung in meat for the cunning beast.
Hit a lung and, seep dung,
and sleep long in deep tongue, full of gum and teeth.
It's when a Technician do the sets who diss the crew,
The best thing for you to do,
Is to let the clique see who the vet is, and miss the new seekers,
Wonder who the fuck is coming through these speakers.
Never forget it the medic for you tweakers,
Ahead of the medicine developed to soothe creatures,
You're pathetic if you're no believer,
'cause we all are energetic and eager.
Come alive when you walking side by side with me.
Fly the skies and get high with me.
On this ride you won't collide,
Just confide in me,
Try denying me,
Ye dying violently.
That's the way,
You fakers got to pay,
My people quick to spray,
And buck a demon till they lay,
But if he breathing it musta been an angel by his side like Sunday,
Never would be the case 'cause my clique ready to ride when I say:
[Chorus:]Technicians!
Owoh! Owoh! Owoh!
Others ain't got a clue,
They comin' through,
Suspicion.
We do,
The Shit,
We do,
'Cause if you not with the crew,
Converting you is our mission.
If you're a born Technician,
Put your ammunition,
And your hands up in the sky.
This is a strong addiction,
Live to this if ya a Technician till ya die.
[Verse 2:]My people all know what a Bianca is,
Most of 'em want to diss,
Don't come unless you want the biz.
It ain't nothin' but real women in my circle, not them phony chicks,
That don't know what I mean when I say elbow macaroni bitch.
They know what I'm drinking,
The ladies looking right,
They know what I'm thinking,
The babies even hype,
The oldies be geekin',
The red, the black, and white,
The soldiers beef seekin'.
All of my people's here,
Tech and the bullies(?),
Are gonna equal fear.
Cuz I'm 'bout to (?),
And get the evil peers,
Out of my life I never wanna see you,
YEAH!
Bitch.
You ain't a Technician,
You don't know the pledge,
But you said that you listen,
Guess you misunderstood the Shit huh?
Disrespect that Tech trick get done.
The moral of the story is we warriors,
Notorious for the hordes of core,
Ready to roar he is glorious.
Technician number 1,
The Mission leave em sprung,
With a (???),
And if you listen it's a gun.
[Chorus:]Technicians!
Owoh! Owoh! Owoh!
Others ain't got a clue,
They comin' through,
Suspicion.
We do,
The Shit,
We do,
'Cause if you not with the crew,
Converting you is our mission.
If you're a born Technician,
Put your ammunition,
And your hands up in the sky.
This is a strong addiction,
Live to this if ya a Technician till ya die.
[Verse 3:]We are family,
That Tech shit we on it.
We could be damaging.
To all you punks that want it.
We bring calamity,
That's thinking bad we flaunt it.
Unforgettable,
Text formidable,
Reppin' the (?),
Bitch we run it.
You don't gotta know that I really meant it when I
said that I was gonna make the mainstream go me.
Still rappin' like I'm poppin' a pillow,
Off of the killer,
More like I was taking my (?) in '03.
We can take anybody we so deep.
I bet that you got us on yo' street.
I'm tryna find a spot that's big enough,
So that all of my people can meet!
[Chorus:]Technicians!
Owoh! Owoh! Owoh!
Others ain't got a clue,
They comin' through,
Suspicion.
We do,
The Shit,
We do,
'Cause if you not with the crew,
Converting you is our mission.
If you're a born Technician,
Put your ammunition,
And your hands up in the sky.
This is a strong addiction,
Aaron: Where am I?
Voice: You don't know where you are?
Aaron: No. I don't.
Voice: You're in Strangeland.
Aaron: Strangeland?
Voice: Yeah, Strangeland.
Aaron: Uhh.. How did I get here?
Voice: Well that's simple, Mr. Yates.
Aaron: What.. do you mean?
Voice: You're the creator..?
(Verse 1)
What I saw was amazing after raisin' up and
gazin' at the (babies?) that I'm creatin' nights and days and pavin'
The way for ragin', Tech-aholics, makin' havens, next to
all this hate and crazin', death: We call it a place of consummation,
Of perfection, fulfillment, the Tech runs the
building, respect one's resilience, from threats guns and
illnesses, this place is realness, it feels as if its
lifted, a bit sick and twisted and real wicked, villages.
And I'm the main man, that made every effort to
gain fans, through all my pain I obtain grands,
millions just 'cause of my brain and my lane stands,
insane rands the name brand, call it Strangeland.
(Hook)
Gettin' paid was the game-plan,
but the lane transformed to untamed fans
enhanced in a Strangeland.
(Bane and insane?) land. Strangeland.
Where everybody know my name man.
'Cause my blood and veins ran through mainland,
I am in a Strangeland.
(Bane and insane?) land. Strangeland.
(Verse 2)
A world filled with Techn9cians, lets this one, stress-
lifting, mesh kids in sets with them Tech listenin' vets.
Expression is best written, less hidden,flesh
women, sex driven, that's livin', yes been impressed.
By the way, the Tech is blessin'em. It shows,
'cause the land it steady grows, and I'm the man with (frantic?) flows,
but understand he said he knows, but he ran a deadly road,
but he woke up with a family (rose?), in a land of uncanny souls.
And they adore him, even if they can't afford him.
Be the rich, and be the poor then, really get to be before him.
To get laced, on mistakes, and big brakes,
quick pace, lyrics they pick in this place.
(Hook)
Gettin' paid was the game-plan,
but the lane transformed to untamed fans
enhanced in a Strangeland.
(Bane and insane?) land. Strangeland.
Where everybody know my name man.
'Cause my blood and veins ran through mainland,
I am in a Strangeland.
(Bane and insane?) land. Strangeland.
(Verse 3)
Am I in the Twilight Zone? 'Cause my mics
on, but I never thought the world would buy my songs.
'Cause in my lane I am the highlight inside my dome,
but now it's my height, they try bite, 'cause my life long.
In this hip hop, everybody's lip drops, when I spit the
gift that quickly shifted 'cause I get props, it's terrific.
They recognizing me on every level if ya missed it.
If ya look ya findin' me on a very rebel, this is listed.
Tech N9ne a insane man. His own
lane had the strain and pain, and that became fans.
When all the dames glance, he's doin' the rain dance,
because the whole world is 'bout to be a Strangeland.
(Hook)
Gettin' paid was the game-plan,
but the lane transformed to untamed fans
enhanced in a Strangeland.
(Bane and insane?) land. Strangeland.
Where everybody know my name man.
'Cause my blood and veins ran through mainland,
I am in a Strangeland.
Intro
Here we come baby it's a party bitch!
Here we come baby it's a party bitch!
Here we come baby it's a party bitch!
If you mad at me HEY Sorry N' Shit
Chorus
You hate my everything
Sorry N' Shit La La la
You see my better game
Sorry N' Shit Na Na NA
I'm Like whatever man
Sorry N' Shit
I say Sorry N Shit,
we say sorry n' shit
Na Na NA
(repeat x 2)
Verse 1
i'm with my goon squad
we moving light em' all
we hits the club and does our thing
my goonies by the bar
we ghetto superstars
they know just who we are
we pistol poppers chopper choppers
blame it on the bar
Yeah Im dis-respectful neglectful
when I be on that booze
I hope you listening im twisted
and dont make sudden moves
I came to party chase pussy
but i'm still with the goons
If I get heated say fuck it
then they gonna clear the room
no need to wonder my thunders
They out there by the whips
they keep the heaters near meters
in case you pussies trip
see I'm so gutter and gullie
and I can make it ugly
I know these pussies be hating
but will they bitches love me
but fuck some trouble lets huddle
I'm fisting for the day
and I'm beligerent ignorant
but I'm still on my game
she say im so disrespectful
and I keep calling her bitch
I told her suck on these huevos
then I said Sorry N' SHit
Chorus
You hate my everything
Sorry N' Shit La La la
You see my better game
Sorry N' Shit Na Na NA
I'm Like whatever man
Sorry N' Shit
I say Sorry N Shit,
we say sorry n' shit
Na Na NA
(repeat x 2)
Verse 2
they call me beast man
streets sweep your release than
keep heat in my seat for the beef fan
I keep it pimpin keep my mug on monster
if they get to tripping Ima plug they roster
Ima minus niggers out upper cut and knock ya
give a three piece to this thug imposter
I just wanna kick it take a blunt to the head but they hatin
the bitches love me want to jump on my bed
I take em' to the crilla they just jump out they jeans
with patron and amorilla it aint hard as it seems
my theme music pumping baby arching her back
with ease im in her belly first night like a mack
best believe when we leave no strings attached
and she rings i chasing paper aint no callin her back
I proceed to pick her up but she was soon to forget
I hit and told her gobble my huevos
then I said Sorry N' Shit
Chorus
You hate my everything
Sorry N' Shit La La la
You see my better game
Sorry N' Shit Na Na NA
I'm Like whatever man
Sorry N' Shit
I say Sorry N Shit,
we say sorry n' shit
Na Na NA
(repeat x 2)
Verse 3
You got d-will in the buildin
I'm pouring Liquor and chillin
rolling Swishers to the ceiling
plus I Roll with my villains n shit
And we just trying to kick It man
then a lot of bitches Came
she cousins with such And such
and she fucking With whats her name
I'm Like whatever man
and Something hella better came
Hit me off with everything
plus Her name and her game
We headed back to the Bar
and the liquor started To pour
she drank about (1,2,3,4)
Yeah Now shes hella Juiced up
baby start to Loosen up
she wanna take Me to the car and start to Do stuff
baby was a true slut And after two nuts
she said If I wanted I could put it in her Ooh what
she had my dick like as hard As a brick
after I hit I went back inTo the party and shit
two weeks later When I was out
she came up and said What goes on
but I didn't recognize That hoe with her clothes on
Chorus
You hate my everything
Sorry N' Shit La La la
You see my better game
Sorry N' Shit Na Na NA
I'm Like whatever man
Sorry N' Shit
I say Sorry N Shit,
we say sorry n' shit
Na Na NA
(repeat x 2)
Verse 4
the Rogue Dog Villains say Sorry N' Shit
UHHHH!
Fuck up erry' party and shit
UHHHH!
The bouncer gone card me in this
UHuhh-UHuhh BITCH Uhuhh-Uhhuh Nigga
We bang aint no stopping this
Mayne we on top of shit
Aim for my block or get
pain from ya' poppa bitch
you need koochie therapy well Tech Nina's yer doctor trick
I can make you wetter but you better know how to rock a diiiick
Better take it with a job shackles
Nob tackle
get up on the dick & put it up in that esophagus
it better never be no obstacles
trippin' on my dick
I'll cackle
grabbin' it like she in a rod raffle
Im a nice guy when it's right I might fly
down to the fridge to get the broad Snapple
take it and Miss Gotalotavit
say she the type that swallows it
I holler
QUIT!
Cause she got to squeezin' on my balls a bit
I'll admit It was good at the beginnin'
But you got to pardon me miss
I said you hurtin' my huevos
and she said "Sorry N' Shit"
Chorus
You hate my everything
Sorry N' Shit La La la
You see my better game
Sorry N' Shit Na Na NA
I'm Like whatever man
Sorry N' Shit
I say Sorry N Shit,
we say sorry n' shit
Na Na NA
(Chorus Mackenzie, Tech N9ne)
So Lonely, So Lonely
So Lonely, So Lonely
Yehhh
When I came up,
I was famous
And I stayed up
Yehhh
Now I'm way up
People they just
Turn to hater
Verse I (Tech N9ne)
Been alone ever since I started
To be an artist
I've been disregarded
I mean the hardest they ever seen
I put them in the garbage to be a part of when I spit this
Whammy is wicked
Face covered up just like Stanley Ipkiss
But damn he is lifted were no families listed
Plan to revisit that big plan that he misses
But the land that he shifted, twisted a bit
Cuz man he resisted to jam when he script it
Calamity Insanity with it
Like amity preaches sickness hit when banisty livid
So Blow me, with a bucket of hot feces poured on me
Never loved it, now ya'll just be so phoney
No Homies
Would I never let bozos with so-so flows own me
When it said it gets better it's just bologna
That's why N9nas so lonely
(Chorus Mackenzie, Tech N9ne)
So Lonely, So Lonely
So Lonely, So Lonely
Yehhh
When I came up,
I was famous
And I stayed up
Yehhh
Now I'm way up
People they just
Turn to hater
This my planet higher then yours, damn it
No laws and it's no raw candid inside I made them all vanish
Vandalistic with this
If man get his lips in this
Quick damage and rip the bitch
No bandages with a fit he draws panic
From clones I spit it up and then they gone
And I'm livin it up within my zone
Nobody love to win my throne
Try calling home but everybody is so monotone
And your gettin this while the Tech is all alone
Verse II(Blind Fury)
Tech(Tech) Wait(Wait)
It's so Lonely up here (why)
Ain't none of my homies up here (oh)
Cuz they feel like I chose a career over my peers
But I try to tell them love don't pay bills
But me spittin these frees and pre-writtens is probably what's gone make
Mills
Try to stay chill
When a lot of rappers lust and chase thrills
Fuck the fame and the thrills I'm maintaining the real
Straight up fury ain't no jury minus the chain and the grill
To me, you were lame if you ain't been embracing the skill
Ya see, cuz I been in it, for a minute, and I ain't gonna go away
Ya'll keep them trash rappers, but I'm the one that ya'll throw away
Them songs I make will show the pain but this game aint to friendly
I can't take it no more so sing it Mackenzie and tell em' why I'm
(Chorus Mackenzie, Tech N9ne)
So Lonely, So Lonely
So Lonely, So Lonely
Yehhh
When I came up,
I was famous
And I stayed up
Yehhh
Now I'm way up
People they just
Turn to hater
Verse III (Blind Fury)
Got everything that I wanted but it came with a price
Bought me a crib with my money, but I gave up my life
Sometimes I stay up kinda late, and I hate it at night
Every other day me and my lady we break up and fight
Thinkin you bringing that mentality into my galaxy is a fallacy for anybody
That battle me
Realizing I ain't got nothin but friends and family
And after that ain't nobody else gonna look after me
So I'm proud to be
So Lonely, So Lonely
So Lonely, So Lonely
So Lonely, So Lonely
What is this in the distance, my drug begging for commitment, man I'm gonna
Do what they say, release and just retrogress with mayday
I'm thinking of retrogression, about going back to my best friend, on a x
Bench, but the uncut molly will you kill me is the question, I'm in sessions
What about two chicks on deck in my bed undressing now we meshing pressing
Sexing sweating left in impressive heaven, I used ta', boost her, with adderall, my
Teeth would chatter awe naw it really don't matter y'all, I'm cool like the
Cigarettes I was a bigger threat to the clitoris, successful sexually
Bitter neck get her wet just how hight can a nigga get, blasted acid f
Asterix see coulda he say he may crash it fit to replay D-Day ashes,
I take masses so I could stay plastered, that great plastic I ate like aton
Lake Placid.
Molly I miss you if I was to kiss you will you take this sick food to go
Days, I know you can lift moods when I'm having issues I wish I could split
Spoove to the old days.
If, you, feel, like their plan don't fit us all,
Then, you, will, find my land don't give us long,
If, you, feel, like not taking that bigger fall!
Then with all respect if we retrogress then they'll rid us all!
Okay so lets go, retrogression I'm guessing that recno, sees memories all in
My flesh though, strange love he's into the pesh mode, some of the greatest
Sex woah that x hoe
And if I was bringing a vix tips to her lips it was for something that
She'd never let go
I drink shots with her laugh and smoke newports the time we spent was too
Short
My mind is heading due north, my body's on it's true course, this woman has
Got my youth sore, and tooth raw, all of the lights are leading me through
A new door.
Can we just go back? Can we just reunite? I need a throwback to seeing
You in flight
You had that down south body with a hint of death, picked you up and held
You down
Sound until I went to rest, but who needs rest, when the world is gold
Everything is burning so Imma just alert the globe, and hurt you slow,
You're known for fast love and vertigo, so I'll just pick you up and get a
Little intimate in a minute, a cue for the return of a virgin soul.
If, you, feel, like their plan don't fit us all,
Then, you, will, find my land don't give us long,
If, you, feel, like not taking that bigger fall!
Then with all respect if we retrogressed then they'll rid us all!
I tuned em out, I, I tuned em out, too busy turning on it dropping out
Behind my, my mommas house, producing clouds, never understood money to get
Numb, meanwhile I'm bleeding out my eyes, heaving out my lungs, trying to
Avoid the sun, curious at a young age for a taste, watching them numb they
Faced, tell caroline found someone for us to bring out on dates, I call it
Youthful curiosity, jumped the edge every saturday
Strobe lights and low lifes the city at night was calling me, I turned em
Out, I, I turned em out, had em both kissing on my lips then smoked the
Spliff to boost the trip,
Lift off, I'm gone, phone call my bro let em know that I'm lost and I got
Sand in my shoes
From twilight beach - menajahtwa, heavily sedated I, grew up with jaded
Eyes, see she's been friends of mine since 99' but now we don't see eye to
I, can't retrogress, unless life gets too heavy for my chest, then I be
I remember when my soul, hoes and dough was missin'
when i went to all the shows yo my bros are bitchin
never meant to blow my goal so its motor spittin
and when i enter all of my flows I'm so in pole position
I promise, to be the best to mom ya
us through get up at the dawn let tech spew flip it like an omelette
ever since the calm bet you tech aint made you yawn yet
All signed checks in my pocket are the color of pawn shrek
The industry never passed the baton guess I grabbed it
if its beyond us even so I get the gauntlet
This music shit was enough to make me vomit
but I kept you all astonished make way for the KC comet
Now I'm winning I'm more sarcastic than Vince Vaughn yeah
Honestly when I walk in I come off like bomb threats
Cause them don't want tech to go straight non vet
Throw on jets and get all the way to this land that was promised
[Chorus]
Would you let me kiss em couldn't defeat me none
we started beastin em sellin records mellin seconds
look at us teachin em yellin tech is hell and methods
rippin and reachin em, felon jeffers tellin heffers
i ain't got no income but i got dough and then some
in come some friends they wanna attend hundreds send em
knockin em out my chain go side to side just like a pendulum
im in to one but the other is impatient waitin for the sin to come
this is what goes on now that im in their light
now they know that i get my flows on they comin' out in their tights
been chasin this for so long never has been fair fights
lookin for them rare sights. it's in there right?
in the land where everything is yours
not fictitious like the boars all delicious like a smoors.
I'm be walking through the doors they often to the stores
got me bossin doin more for the promiseland I'm you and yours, NINA
[Chorus]
is this it? is this what it's all about man?
eating. drinking. fucking. sucking. snorting. come on man.
meeting. feeling. touching. we on dames.
killing. busting. really loving us cause we all strange.
Ha ha ha ha ha ha I like it
the promiseland is real simply because I write it.
don't stare too long and envy cause you might get eye-ritis
now to get me for shows and lyrics it's high prices
in promiseland, I'm gonna stand, an honest man
this honor gets the drama yes the llama can
bring disaster on rappers like water on Japan
he got his chance and tech puts it all on his fans
Featuring: E-40, Snoop Dogg
Tech n9ne:
where the camera at?
Im tryin to hammer that your glammer got rappers,actors etc
havin a damn attack
and its that bam and back thats standing fat with your rack
lets get cannid act like your janet jack and mash in the sack
or pretend your Nikki Nova
while i film and flip it over
get me closer to sticky soaking women if the poker
this is the culture
where we kiss the chocha
and if she know to get below the big derover lick these soldiers strictly vulgar (Look at her go)
watching you on the T.V.
(like at a show)
actin like you her pinkey.
(incredable)
far from nasty and sleezy
(your not a ho)
Best believe me
something you said made me wanna jump in the bed
dumpin my threads while your spread legs dead on my red cam
this aint a bread scam
just wanna bust hair jams she said ram me and play it man and i said DWAMM.
Chorus:
Pornographic ooo
Don't make you a ho ooo
we can take it slow ooo
no one has to know ooo
Oh Oh lets make a porno
you can taste me ill eat ya up like Digiorno
don't be shy thats a no no
me on you picture that like a photo.
E 40:
back it up like a garbage truck
ass like amber rose
bouncin up and down like a pogo stick
Imma put my best foot forward on This night, put a couple of hands of grease in my hair an in my eyebrows and now I'm tight.
I wanna be with a woman and just This one, but the taste of blood is still on my tongue.
If I could just eat food instead of her D boobs, I want this one alive when the morning comes----
[Chorus]
I just want to be a normal boy,
Just wanna be a normal boy.
if i could be good and just; keep the women off my tongue, then she can be my number one lady if.
I just want to be a normal boy,
Just wanna be a normal boy.
if i could be good and just keep the women off my tongue, Then she can be my number one lady if.
Oh please, oh please, oh please
Just give me just one more clit,
one more tit,
one more bitch.
What does I gotta do to get me fixed?
Cause I gotta have this one in my mix.
She's so beautiful I would slit
both my wrists
if she split
when she finds out that I'm so sick.
I eat women.
I really eat women.
they're really delicious.
I gotta be knowin so I can make her the Mrs.
I gotta date with her so I can tell her my wishes,
Even though I'm a beast but she don't know that I'm vicious.
So I meet her at her place and she's so sweet.
Made me dinner but really want her meat
From her cheek,
Maybe her feet.
I'm tring to be discrete,
but I really want to eat,
her out completely.
Teach me,
to keep it away from her,
the eating and tape on her,
the chewing away fingers.
Once she feeds me I'm lovin' me tastin' her.
Can I just have a normal night?
I just want to be the man to live normal life,
normal wife,
keep her in the formal white,
but the psycho creature with the horn will bite.
It's almost sun up now.
I'm getting done up, wow.
Fellatio.
But I found out she was insatiable.
She wanted me to do her too,
don't want to see me through her view,
Cause I got on my knees,
started doin my deed,
But then I accidentally chew her through.
[Chorus]
I just want to be a normal boy,
Just wanna be a normal boy.
of i could be good and just keep the women off my tongue, then she can be my number one lady if.
I just want to be a normal boy,
Just wanna be a normal boy.
Wicked wicked
Now it's on (echos)
[Leejo]
I murder your whole city
Nigga like Frank Nitty's hideous incidious
Niggas betta give me respect when I flex
Comin tech flows like amphibians
From here to the Carribeans
Unexplored territories like Venus
Niggas never seen the team that seem keenest
Bury ya mind like Zimas
Infared beamers keep ya posse on my penis
[Tech N9ne]
Now it's on
Wickeds in this da link a mid to west flex
Did a piss
To this bitch who dis this cl-ick
Bliss is hangin that bitch by the clitoris
You get spit on
Shit on
Hit on
Get on
the dick of this
Sl-ick niggaRA
But you can always call the Nina
A killer in America
Amerikilla
[Leejo]
I got skills to kill
Like overdosin pills
Blood spills for million dollar bills
You can't try to peel this
Or feel the illness
Of a nigga that's comin out real (real)
I don't know why
Nigga you livin a lie
A plus I despise those who try
A nigga like I this high and fly and sly
Mid west side so you just might die
[Tech N9ne]
Check it out
I murder these hoes, Hercules flows
My shit carries on like hepatitis
The weak bite us
Mean nothin ta me
Gimme no fuckery foul like (what)
Now I gonna cocka you reads write this
I might just
Make a nigga bite dust
When I bust plus
calamity feels great
Can it be ill? yes
Sanity kills a real nigga but still
I wicked like Amityville
The best, the NINE!, correct, BURN!
Now it's your turn
You must LEARN!
Misery niggas the craze like 24 gang niggas on SHERM!
When it's on I be heated like a hot comb
Tell these punk muthafuckas to leave me alone
When I'm in the zone you get blown away
Get the clones away
Mitch Bade niggas cause it's on today
[chorus]19x
Now it's on
[Leejo]
Now let me smoke and choke
And Let these niggas know that Leejo ain't 'bout no jokes
Nigga betta learn the ropes
We like costra nostra
And'll fuck around and cut yo' throat
Decapitation facin devastation nations when they ragin can't stop this
Nigga you can catch a fist
And you can rest in piss
But the diss and you thought I missed
I'm indestructable and untouchable
Ain't givin a fuck about what you know
I don't love no hoe, I don't mug no mo
But I'm still collectin my other dough
Now peep the rawness my rhymes is flawless
Fools get tossed for tryin to floss like bosses
People can call this the clique wit no losses
Cause a nigga can flow from September to August
Deeper than seven seas, colder than no degrees
Niggas is easy to get down on ya knees
When you fuckin wit rhymes like these
I always find that he's bitin my shit it's me he's tryin to be
No more chances understand this
I'm the man wit the plan I stand from Kansas
And this weed enhances scandalous dances
What is in my hands will take yo last glances
Fuckin wit a technicality, that's what it gotta be
Nigga sittin on the side of me
My mentality makes fatality reality
Split yo anatomy, assault and battery
Niggas pray to God we stop, we won't though
Askin who's on the top, they don't know
But don't no muthafucka in the muthafuckin western muthafuckin hemisphere really want Joe
Associated with a deadly force we got codes
Deeper than morse
Sounds like (noise)
And needle points bullet shoot through a horse
So of course
I'm leavin niggas dead like a corpse
(Gun shot then a pause...)
[Tech N9ne]
Don't test me
Beatrice
Another colloquialism I came up wit the bitch peep this twist
People do pitiful shit I do unforgetable hits and niggas submited Amerikilla did it and got
aquitted it I flip it in a minute I'ma get them rellish lips
You can't sell us dips
We gettin high off K bombay (bombay)
Packin hella heat like Pompeii (Pompeii)
Itch-may ade-bay igga-nay anyway
I gets ill when I feel like, gettin biz
You know what that is?
I know what that is
When I be rippin eveybody know what that is
(Rewind), USHLEMET, NIET, HAA, HEEEH!!
If anybody wanna catch this
I just said fuck demons and I got pit backwards
And that's bomb futuristic attack shit
Match this
Takes hella practice
To rips scripts nigga gotta be thorough
I gotta make this shit make sense so I can say "made it ma"
Top of the world
Gimme life or give me death
Death becomes the evil like asmodious I gotta a melodious flow
It becomes podious changeable
Untameable angel
Angelic
Bustin like a Magnum, Tom Selleck
Adversary terror
Sick of loosin money in Harrah's
Mic assasin like Anotonio Banderas
How many niggas you know I bust style
So ambidextrous and I mean I'm buck wild
When it's on
I be heated like a hot comb
Like I said in the first, zone
Accident prone
Be these niggas don't wanna flex wit Tech when the heat is on
Nigga
Now it's gone
[Brother KT]
Praise god my brother
Forgive me father right now
As I'm askin great blessing in favor right now for this man of God
Lord, you know the direction that your taking his life holy spirit Lord and you have a (?covern?) over his life
Continue to bless him Lord
Let him know that his best is yet to come
And Lord, let him know when the (?wickness?) of his enemies try to destroy him,
To bring him down all he has to do is call on you
Now Lord, come bring favor into his life
Favor into his music Lord
Let him know that his best is yet to come
Aslong as he can seize to put you first
[Tech N9ne - Verse 1]
Drama, use to be my middle name
with ecstasy, sex and technically set me for a little fame
it gets to me, when the people I used to know switch and change
regretfully, I'm gonna say I don't wanna see none of 'em again
They stressin' me, when they think 'cause of my absence I'm playin' games
When really I just work in strain to let everybody else feel my pain
and respectfully, I gotta say buzz off you and Tech Nina thangs in jeopardy
'cause I need angels around me they should cling?
but you never be strange?
I feel this deep in my vein
Like Leprosy, you attackin' my nerves and mess with my brain
It's vexin' me, ain't a angel inside you distrustin' vain is your recipe
to complain is necessity, you're to blame so I reckon we,
no longer be straight, that's why I never came
When you beckoned me, I need peace in my life
But with you I need gangs and weaponary, im too busy to have these lousy lames
To come question me, man I really do need more angels blessing me
[Chorus - Irv Da Phenom]
You see we've all done our dirt
God knows that I have and I know I can't take that back
But I can say today I'm makin a change
Ima leave the drama in my past
So if you try to bring me down
Don't you ever come around
I got no space in my life for negative
I said I need, I need more angels around me
[Tech N9ne - Verse 2]
Need, somebody to bring me a brighter day
Not somebody that when I see them coming gotta hide away
Like these losers leavin messages
They gon try and say I went Hollywood and wanna know answers
So I press delete right away
I need drama gone, like I need my mama home
[Tech N9ne]
I didnt wanna fucking do this song, for real
But I wouldnt be real if I didnt
[Tech]
I be sittin by myself and i be thinkin, mamma what have
I become
All I wanted was a family, but when I look I be the
only one
Losing everything but money, everybody left and I dont
even get to see my young
Only happiness I get is in the studio or when I get to
do another run
On the road, doin shows, get the woes, when it slows
gettin cold, getting old, but the flows, gettin sold
I've been doin this a minute but I think I wanna end it
cause I'm on a higher level when I go
But the music I be doin it, be losin, im makin it
really tough for me to grow
All I wanted is a family portrait, see my babys on a
ranch with horses
But I was fucking devil bitches in corsets. I was livin
really good then I torched it
I'm sorry ms jackson, I'm speakin for real and I never
meant to make your daughter cry
But I guess I'm a failure with women and I'm lost and I
feel like I ought to die
Feel like that I'm rotting away, my life is just off in
the grey
How much does it cost I will pay, to lay, and be off in
a coffin today
I mean off in ashes, this life ain't after it clashes,
If I get blasted
This is Suicide Letters all over again, I thought that
I passed it
But I guess that I didnt, cause this one is written and
there is no mending
When I'm broke I'm a joke, when I croke I just hope
that I wont be descending
But this ain't a joke, I want you to know that Tech
ninna is never pretending
Alone in my bed, a gun to my head, asking WHERE IS MY
HAPPY ENDING? Ya
[Chorus]
Tell me how it ends?
What about me? Where is my happy ending?
What about me? Is this a life worth living?
You know how it begins, but how does it end for me?
Will I ever win, or does he have it in for me?
Will this stop before I stop breathing?
Is their lighty, in this dark I'm seein?
[Tech]
yea, I put my life in this music, nina is inside out
I set my heart out for people, they know what the
inside bout
Will they keep feelin ninna forever, this I doubt
Can never cry for help, if you listenin this my SHOUT
I'm searching for the passage way to happiness
But i'm wordly So I have to lay in nastiness
Yes, this is Strange year, worldwide fames near, but
the games queer
Sometime I feel like I'm rudolph, the reindeer
But instead of a red nose, I stay in my red clothes
And the music they said blows, is on top and the cred
grows
Can you ressurect a mother fucker that feel like he
pose as a dead soul
Deteriorate to an inferior state almost equal to bread
mold
Now as my head goes, wish I could shed those
Because all of the times the ninna was shorted, what I
bled froze
So now that I'm cold blooded, and hella sick is what
the med shows
The tread slows, and dont even think you reviving a
dead rose. yea
[Chorus]
Tell me how it ends?
What about me? Where is my happy ending?
What about me? Is this a life worth living?
You know how it begins, but how does it end for me?
Will I ever win, or does he have it in for me?
Will this stop before I stop breathing?
Is their lighty, in this dark I'm seein?
[Tech]
listen,I'm on the verge of insanity, but I'm competant
I'm breakin so I pick this one to vent
The reason I look away when you talk to me my brain is
producin evilness
I'm drownin in 151 and rumble ments. Thats how I feel
I sit in the mirror with this gun and practice how to
kill
But I know damn well that the people like me really
wanna know how to chill
This life is bout a check, bout a number bout a bill
Think about all the love I lost cause my quest is bout
a mill
I feel like your stupid, dont talk to me I'm crackin up
And I dont mean laughter I'm full of bitterness and its
backing up
And I live with angles, but lately demons been shakin
Tug of war with my spirit, you see the blood I'm
hacking up?
I love my kids and my fans inside I sob harder
Cause you pay the price for my life and its right like
Bob Barker
And I wont pretend its ok I'm no facade starter
So I guess my only happy ending is in a massage parlor
[Chorus]
Tell me how it ends?
What about me? Where is my happy ending?
What about me? Is this a life worth living?
You know how it begins, but how does it end for me?
Will I ever win, or does he have it in for me?
Will this stop before I stop breathing?
Have you ever met a nigga who was pie sprung?
There's a lot of slinky niggas where I come from
There's another missile catcher just like him
His name is Mitchell Bade, Mitchell Bade
What up Mitch? Is it an everyday thang for you to act just like a bitch?
How does it feel, to have a nigga that will kill ya for the foul shit you spit?
Number one snitch, a bitch with a dick I found the remedy for the enemy
What? Bust at the nigga like shootin' at the Kennedy's
'Cause Mitch Bade ain't really no friend of me
To be exact, he's that nigga that talk, but he really can't back
That shit that he talk, so he gotta walk around with a gat
But a nigga like me, I'll knock him out with the force of a hurricane
The penalty for the path if you disrespect the game
Now what goes on inside the mind of a nigga like this?
The nigga pissed as I pumped off four rounds up in the trick he was with
But it ain't my fault you a little ole' bitch without yo click
Nigga run with a quickness get away quick, but you bet not slip
Better of with a Bianca then be stuck with a AK 47 on your lip, right
Even if I'm lifted I can scope em' from a mile away
Niggas fakin' like intisapating they domes day
Camouflagin' but I can see you actin' like a bitch
Which are the symptoms of a nigga named Mitch
Have you ever met a nigga who was pie sprung?
There's a lot of slinkin' niggas where I come from
There's another missile catcher just like him
His name is Mitchell Bade, Mitch Bade, Mitchell Bade, Mitch Bade
If a Mitch is yo mix, you best's ta check this one
And get ret to go for Milli, when the next one come
If a nigga got a foot off in his rectum
His name is Mitchell Bade, Mitch Bade, Mitchell Bade, Mitch Bade
Late night I got a page from Bianca
She told me her man was trippen, so swoop her bout a block up
So I um, got prepared, my conscience told me grab the gat
But all I could think about, was hittin that kitty kat from the back
All about that hustle, but tonight I gosta kick it
Deep conversation, but it's her first time letting a nigga hit it
But I'm not alone, it seems this nigga was on the phone
He heard the spot, the topic, whicked whicked, now it's on
As I continue, continue creepin', creepin' it's apparent
That I'm dealin with a Mitch Bade, I guess that's why he keeps on staring
But I'm well equiped to handle a fleet, so nigga don't think
I'm sleep, we can talk like men or we can get grim
And handle this shit And the streets, don't ever trust no coch
Especially when, a nigga like me is rollin up your block
Bitch Made nigga couldn't see that you was played
So we just changed your name and called you Mitch Bade, Mitch Bade
Have you ever met a nigga who was pie sprung?
There's alot of slinkin' niggas where I come from
There's another missile catcher just like him
His name is Mitchell Bade, Mitch Bade, Mitchell Bade, Mitch Bade
If a Mitch is yo mix, you best's ta check this one
And get ret to go for Milli, when the next one come
If a nigga got a foot off in his rectum
His name is Mitchell Bade, Mitch Bade, Mitchell Bade, Mitch Bade
Cruisin' down the 'spect with five spliff's roll roll
Passenger seat seat, Sunday the Hoe Stroll
Went to park with major loot, dippen up on bitches
But the jealous Mitch is ready to shoot, peep
But it ain't complete, the day is foul without a big butt and smile
I need a chick that's running wet like Fury of the Nile
Bumped into, stepped into, this chick that's thick and photo genic
In a minute, I'ma get up in it, with a jimmy to avoid that AIDS epedemic
Get it, got it, good in the hood, shit's all good, so I knocked on wood
Got to her crib, drank some crown, laid me down, showed me the goods
Then, knock knock, "Who's that?" she said her man and he might
Be strapped with a gat, put back on my shit, time to show this fool
Just where it's at, ret to get wet, she opened it up enough so I can see
She cracked it a bit, but that nigga pushed her, then came after me
Extended arm, and bodily harm he shoulda caught trigga, chiggas
Bitch bade, Mitch made niggas!
Have you ever met a nigga who was pie sprung?
There's alot of slinkin' niggas where I come from
There's another missile catcher just like him
His name is Mitchell Bade, Mitch Bade, Mitchell Bade, Mitch Bade
If a Mitch is yo mix, you best's ta check this one
And get ret to go for Milli, when the next one come
If a nigga got a foot off in his rectum
His name is Mitchell Bade, Mitch Bade, Mitchell Bade, Mitch Bade
Mitch Bade, Mitchell Bade
Mitch Bade, Mitchell Bade
Mitch Bade, Mitchell Bade
Together we are a powerful force
As one mind, body, and soul.
Let no evil enter nor attempt to reduce us
Because of the beliefs we hold.
And with this love, combined with our strength,
We ward off pain and stress.
Technician I am, wholeheartedly,
[Intro]
Lets go, yeah
I feel this one man
And this one is long overdue
It's 'bout my mama nem
My mama, her sisters, her brothers, grandma too man
I just wanna take this time to speak about mama nem
Yeah,
Check it
[Tech N9ne - Verse 1]
She carried me when she was fifteen
Had me when she was sixteen
Reminiscing on how well she did things
Got one popped on 11/8/71 she had this king
She was baring that on day
I was just a staring upon that face
With her, just declaring my mum said wait
Than her and her sisters named me Aaron don'tez Yates
She, tried to give me everything I seen
Casing? gas cynlinders was her means for green
Took me to the movies when they bought Halloween to screen
Got me a big wheel couldn't afford a green machine
But I loved it,
When I got it, all my friends swarming
Cause in the projects big wheels wasn't the norm
And I'm pouring this out to the woman I'm adoring
She know I like sugar snacks and a fried baloney sandwich in the morning
[Chorus]
Mama
I take you everywhere I go
I thank you're mine, that's my momma nem
I only know what I know cause of my mama nem
She gave me life and made me me
I don't know where I'd be without
My auntie nem, my sisters and, my uncle nem
Mama nem
[Tech N9ne - Verse 2]
When I got bad grades I was in the heat seat
Got a woopin' when I used another kids cheatsheet
But when I got a good grade card she bought me Beat street
The single, ayo I had that mug on repeat
Mama nem taught me rythm that I use yep
My uncle nem say's stay on your P's and Q's neph'
Mama talking catch you, if you talking like you deaf
God-fearing still taught me how to two-step
Took me to church, Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday
Than Sunday thinking why me
That was mama nem placin' the love inside me
Our house was lively
My granny house, 8 girls and 4 boys beside me
Thanking Mama nem, for the weight that you carry
Pulling my teeth with friends sayin "boy you scary"
I 'memba mama laughin sayin' "Is it loose?"
"Very"
Pull it then, put cash in my pillow sayin' it's the tooth fairy
[Chorus]
Mama
I take you everywhere I go
I thank you momma
I only know what I know cause of my mama nem
She gave me life and you made me who
I don't know who I'd be without
Auntie nem, my sisters and, my uncle and
Mama nem
[Tech N9ne - Verse 3]
Epilepsy at 18, the lupus hit her
Pancreatitus was taking her but God was with her
I asked to show me something cause I was all bitter
Right after that the pancreatitus had all withered
Mama? "Yeah"
Mama! "What?"
MAMA! "WHAT Boy?"
I'm a big timer
I'm always away from you cause of this music biz drama
But I really miss you and I'm always thinking 'bout big mama
She used to make that Thanks Giving and Christmas dinner
Grandma's home cooking easily show up missing winters
Mama nem would take you in even if you're vicious sinner
Nobody would ever take that humungous love that's within her
If your mama gone, heavens where mum belongs
Or if your momma home, call ya momma phone
And say I love you momma and you are not alone
I just wanted to thank you and that's why I made this momma song
she love me she love me not
but ill never be all touchy lovy dovy for what he got
suddenly kiss he huggin what is for me the buddy slot
but they callin me to put right in the open n it could be an ugly stop
shes looking to be caressed on the reg fetched on the reg
sex on the reg gonly techs on the bread with nothin wit bussin precautions
n checks on the head n she huffin n puffin cuz wasnt no tech on the bed
n she dont like that tech n9ne persona groupies mo groupies for chew
they be juicy like jeanne bellucci like the one that do movies
i carramba you google me im beyond the boobies and champagna
bombaclot dont shrug me cuz im the rapper but again you find
other slacker whos been on ya love peace and ya honor just trust
[Intro]
Hello Mr. Yates
This is Sarah from the complex club house
I’m calling to tell you that we’ve been getting
complaints from your neighbours about loud music late
at night
If you could keep it low after 10PM it would be
appreciated
Thanks
[Tech N9ne & Irv Da Phenom]
[Chorus]
Yeah I bang my music LOUD!
I bet you feel me comin’ down the block
Keep that thunder in the trunk on knock
You know I bang my music LOUD!
And yup I got them neighbours losing sleep
From the way I crank it up and let it beat
YEAH!
Turn it up like
Boom boom boom boom
Let it beat like
Bang bang bang bang
Turn it up like
Boom boom boom boom
Let it beat like
Bang bang bang bang
Turn it up like
Boom boom boom boom
Let it beat like
Bang bang bang bang
Turn it up like
Boom boom boom boom
Let it bang
Let it bang
[Bizzy]
[Verse 1]
Pulled up in a bucket blowin’ on a blunt
Beat hittin’ like brump bump bump bump
I don’t crack I crease sound like a big bitch in the
back tryna get up out a little nigga trunk
Turn heads for I even hit the block lil kids runnin’ up
when they hear the beat knock
Crank to the max whenever I pass cops
Hearts skip a beat whenever the bass drop
My shit is quakin’
Got my rearview vibratin’
Pulled up next to my grandmomma at the red light got
her wig shakin’
Hennessey and purple is what I’m tastin’
Finna do some baby makin’
Got a chop then three sittin’ next to me bitch look
like Sanaa Lathan
Hey Sunday mornin’ round eleven rode by interruptin’
the reverend
I’ll probly lose my hearin’ by the time I’m twenty
seven
It’s a shame
But I need that bang
So vibrate my frame
If BS my game
I could do a lil switch up can I play it strange
I tell em’ bout Beatrice to quit yappin’ later or we
gon’ get nasty
And you can do whatever you like to me we can do it
classy or get trashy
Matter fact we ain’t even gotta go to the crib girl we
do it in the back seat
For now sit back and let this beat massage yo ass
cheeks
[Tech N9ne & Irv Da Phenom]
[Chorus]
Yeah I bang my music LOUD!
I bet you feel me comin’ down the block
Keep that thunder in the trunk on knock
You know I bang my music LOUD!
And yup I got them neighbours losing sleep
From the way I crank it up and let it beat
YEAH!
Turn it up like
Boom boom boom boom
Let it beat like
Bang bang bang bang
Turn it up like
Boom boom boom boom
Let it beat like
Bang bang bang bang
Turn it up like
Boom boom boom boom
Let it bang
Let it bang
[Alan Wayne (Pradagy)]
[Verse 2]
It’s who? Prada
Jesus that nigga that came with the heat that you
needed
Long awaited on
Hella hated on
Hungry little nigga bout to eat until the plate is gone
Got the flamer on
Bout to step into the danger zone
Might as well go ahead and call the cops cause them
loud ass next door neighbours is home
Yeah
And we comin’ to tear the block up
Beat up loud bangin’ like blocka
Them bitches jock us
That’s why these niggas mock us
But they not us
And it’s not just
Music with me and my partnas
We done put time in this bitch so how could you stop
(Prada)
(What?)
(Get em’)
Can I get up in it with a little money for the women
and the niggas in the city that said I would never make
it but I’m here now
Got it made now
Gettin’ hoes now
Gettin’ laid now
Cause of what I lay down
Getting’ paid now
You muthafuckas shouldn’t have nothin’ to say now
I got a middle finger for ya’ll
Scratch that man
I ain’t even thinkin’ bout ya’ll
Pass that
So pass the gat to the back where I’m sittin’ now
With a kitty cat I’ma laugh and I get out now
Roll down the window and let the beat slap
Alan Wayne and strange you can’t beat that
That’s what it’s all about buh
Don’t be hatin’ on a nigga cause a nigga got a little
bit of cloud buh
Shit talk shit ready way
So turn my music up and shut your motherfuckin’ mouth
[Tech N9ne & Irv Da Phenom]
[Chorus]
Yeah I bang my music LOUD!
I bet you feel me comin’ down the block
Keep that thunder in the trunk on knock
You know I bang my music LOUD!
And yup I got them neighbours losing sleep
From the way I crank it up and let it beat
YEAH!
Turn it up like
Boom boom boom boom
Let it beat like
Bang bang bang bang
Turn it up like
Boom boom boom boom
Let it beat like
Bang bang bang bang
Turn it up like
Boom boom boom boom
Let it bang
Let it bang
[Tech N9ne]
[Verse 3]
They don’t want me to live at the end of my block
Cause when I get to the crilla I don’t stop
Partyin’ with ladies I pull up in a mercedes you know
that we gonna
BANG BIG SOUND!
We’re kickin’ it loud at 3 o clock in the spot
Spread the liquor around
We doin’ shots till we drop
Every once in a while we get a knock from the cops
sayin’
TURN SHIT DOWN!
My neighbours probly wish I resided in hella prison
Cause they always tell me and Mak to turn down our
television
And we got it into our stereo
You would think the scenario’s runnin’ lights
And I got a mic when the base kick hit very low
I can’t help it cause I like it loud
I hype the crowd
I’m partyin’ despite the clouds
It might be foul
The neighbours wanna fight me now
In the night we growl
The women excite me wow
Show me the volume button cause I’m bustin’ this dame
I don’t want nobody hearin’ us when we bang
So I turn the music up and
Now I know the neighbours knowin’ my name
Can’t help it cause that’s my style
More beat then the law’ll allow
I’m about to get me a crib in the country
Nobody to hunt me
Tellin’ me
TURN IT DOWN!
I’m gonna live it really black and proud
Hop in the yard naked and well-endowed
Until the cops run up on me then I crack a smile
[Tech N9ne & Irv Da Phenom]
[Chorus]
Yeah I bang my music LOUD!
I bet you feel me comin’ down the block
Keep that thunder in the trunk on knock
You know I bang my music LOUD!
And yup I got them neighbours losing sleep
From the way I crank it up and let it beat
YEAH!
Turn it up like
Boom boom boom boom
Let it beat like
Bang bang bang bang
Turn it up like
Boom boom boom boom
Let it beat like
Bang bang bang bang
Turn it up like
Boom boom boom boom
Let it beat like
Bang bang bang bang
Turn it up like
Boom boom boom boom
Let it bang
Yeeeeah
Spit a bit quick
My day, I slay, pie may, trick dont get a bitch hit
I'm masterin it, I'm flyin round with equipment
Really big time and I'm not fitness
Bitch, I'm ridin round and I'm grittin it
To the people the people who want evil
I'm given you that and a couple others a KLUSTERFUK
Of a brother on which you discover to KRUSH-MUCKS-UP
In the gutter cus I'm thug that TOUGH-JUST-STRUCK
On you MOTHERFUCKAS I'll be the BLOODBROTHA
Givin you LOVE from a SLUG if you BUG on a nigga
TUG on a trigger no HUGS Im a kiss her with GRUNGES
And PLUG her with DRUGS when I give her
Dick
Fatherly when I spit on these kiddies don't bother me
In the brown and red dickies, mahogany
Red all over like I hit a artery
Fuck all of these, hypocrites, lick a dick, just swallow me
If you follow me and wanted to abolish me
When I'm honestly, a straight oddity
I just twisted, non fictitious, on this wicked, shit spit it big quick,
Ready whenever machete will sever the head or be dead
Up in the lake or in the metal and big thick bricks
Pucker up, suck this nutter butter gutter slut
If you wonderin what is utter this is KLUSTERFUK
Ever seen a nigga with hella followers and they love a nigga
So much he be waitin to tell them to kill
Ha-ha-ha-ha-haaaa, and they will
So ya Betta watch that this ain't no shock tatic got that bit
Down to the grill
Hehehehehehe, way real
I got the shit that get the croud jumpin
My shit a lot of thumpin silly just like a Drunken-Monkey
Nigga we Pumkin-Flunkies
Killa we Crunk n Flunky
Ugh... Pumpin-Chunky
Ughh... Booty bitches in a bunk with a donkey eh
Crazy I might be they way in my psyche laid as a bright p.a.
Playin, they wanna fight me, they dont really like me, they gonna not replay
Yeah I'm good with a little bit of evil
Inside me they bout equal
Call it a bust, I'm all in a rut
I'm a KLUSTERFUK, nigga y'all is just
Fecal
Growin up, low enough, musta sucked
People
Call me what? Call me a, KLUSTERFUK
Fecal
Grownin up, low enough, musta sucked
People
Call me what? Call me a, KLUSTERFUK
{outro}
By a landslide my energy
Will kill a man why try mymic me
Cus the fans tied identically
Love it when the fans buy my memories
By a landslide my energy
Will kill a man why try mymic me
Cus the fans tied identically
Love it when the fans buy my memories
By a landslide my energy
Will kill a man why try mymic me
Cus the fans tied identically
[Hook]
What you want want
What you need
What you havin
What will it be
All we need is Hennessey then a sprite,
squeeze it in it, twist a lemon,
this one is the best one in it
[Verse 1]
I don't make this drink by the gallon
I make it by the cup then I'm stylin
Got KMK Slaughta House and Brotha Allan
Im KC Teas we all over the world wildin
[Course]
HENESSEY (Twist some lemon with the)
HENESSEY (Sprite go right with the)
HENESSEY (Make ya night go right with the)
KC TEA (KC TEA!)
HENESSEY (Twist some lemon with the)
HENESSEY (Sprite go right with the)
HENESSEY (Make ya night go right with the)
KC TEA (KC TEA!)
[Verse 2]
I like to drink it in a real big wine glass
At my place full of women lettin time pass
With Hennessey sprite and lemon baby im as
Drunk as skunk but a second one im on ya fine ass
The first variation from the homie Vito
We drank the Hennessey and lemon where ever we go
Then add the sprite and no seven was me-o
Then me and Kali named it enter Las Vegas Casino
Lemon or lime it don't matter to you slumps
Man that sound real good
Taste good too Punk
A double shot till ya cup'll get you crunk
Too much more when you wake up and you thump like
BAAM BAAM AHH DWAAM
This is how you feel the next day because you slammed
The KC Tea gotta take Ea-sy, like E
This is Techa Nina Kansas City Spiked Tea
[Hook]
What you want want
What you need
What you havin
What will it be
All we need is Hennessey then a sprite,
squeeze it in it, twist a lemon,
this one is the best one in it
[Course]
HENESSEY (Twist some lemon with the)
HENESSEY (Sprite go right with the)
HENESSEY (Make ya night go right with the)
KC TEA (KC TEA!)
HENESSEY (Twist some lemon with the)
HENESSEY (Sprite go right with the)
HENESSEY (Make ya night go right with the)
KC TEA (KC TEA!)
[Verse 3]
Fill the cup full of ice first
Cuz the Hennessey will melt a little ice and it might irk
Me when im all up on a tight skirt
I need a fully loaded Kansas City Tea for quenchin my thirst
If you aint got no Real lemon just let some of the lime juice spill in them
I know a lot of the Caucasian people don't really do the Hennessey
But the way that I make it I will Hen em
Convert a lot of people every year an
On St. Patties day I shared it with very weird fans
They started fightin and my leg was near rammed
I told em take it easy there's a beverage here man
KC Tea is One Hunit mayne
Check it if its flat sprite then I don't want it mayne
My money mayne is on Hennessey and the image of cream corn
I'm runnin thangs ( I'm runnin Thaaangs)
[Hook]
What you want want
What you need
What you havin
What will it be
All we need is Hennessey then a sprite,
squeeze it in it, twist a lemon,
this one is the best one in it
[Course]
HENESSEY (Twist some lemon with the)
HENESSEY (Sprite go right with the)
HENESSEY (Make ya night go right with the)
KC TEA (KC TEA!)
HENESSEY (Twist some lemon with the)
HENESSEY (Sprite go right with the)
HENESSEY (Make ya night go right with the)
KC TEA (KC TEA!)
[Verse 4]
A lot a men never sinned on the Hen
Where ya been boy boy where ya been?
It'll have ya wit her again and again
Even strong enough to do her lesbian friends
If you can't handle her then hand her to me
Cuz im at five of em and I'm bout to hammer the V
Even got it set up for the camera to see
I'm wit her but I'm really picturing Angela Ye
She aint wearin nothing but Pradas on her feet
KC Tea got me really supersonic in the sheets
Hittin harder than sticky icky chronic on the streets
So nice to wake up in the bathroom aint no vomit on the seat
Bartender made it right and I'm sure because it tastes sweet like canddy
Yeah, and Ludacris you can make it with Conjour
And 40 you can make it with Landy but Authentic is the
HENNESSEY (It's about 38 a Fifth)
HENNESSEY (In Canada is like 68)
HENNESSEY (But Wal-Mart got it for 20 BOY Yeah! let's go!)
KC TEAA (KC TEA!)
HENESSEY (Twist some lemon with the)
HENESSEY (Sprite go right with the)
HENESSEY (Make ya night go right with the)
10,9,8,7,6,5,4,3,2,1 Drop iT
Wow, Look at all these Women Imma have a Blast here,
Cuz All Of Them know that I made Alot of Money Last year,
In heaven but the hell still with me
Cops pull us over yo my name Bill Bixby
That meaning a blink, I'ma do the opposite of shrink
And bink ya but I do not want to clink,
I need a drink vodka, cognac, rum, whiskey beer and tequila
I don't wanna think, I need a drink
Whether wine, or moonshine, whatever
I'm just trying to ease my mind
I need a
Big fucking cup, shit's fucking up, this fucking sucks
Everybody broke cause they no job
Quick scuff and puff lick up and huff pissed cuss and fuss
Everybody told one and go rob
Mama need John Knox village
And that's a lot of cheese from my skrillet
But that don't matter though cause for mamas health you know money gotta go
Radical, stab ya, no over me, like data's compatible
I don't know why these employers ain't calling me
Constantly, stalling me, fuck this economy preacher be telling me, read Deuteronomy But in all honesty, fucking astonish me
When we broke nigga, look that as a joke nigga
But I'm a go getter, hop up like a fourwheeler
The jacker dope dealer, run up in your hood
Chopp and all stood with the k till it was all good
In heaven but the hell still with me
Cops pull us over yo my name Bill Bixby
That meaning a blink, I'ma do the opposite of shrink
An bink ya but I do not want to clink,
I need a drink vodka, cognac, rum, whisk beer and tequila
I don't wanna think, I need a drink
Whether wine, or moonshine, whatever
I'm just trying to ease my mind
I need a
Club so I can just geek just jig to it
Now I'm dunkin every peer cause my nig blew it
And how we swanging on a nigger ain't a funny sight
I still gotta get my motherfucking money right
Hella strong I put the I might
Take a truck off a stunner with the lion's bite
Fuck sittin with nothing I ain't about to cry and gripe
Just gonna live my every day like the Mayans right
I ain't bullshitting, I'm a lost soul
My kids growing and they need shits that cost dough
My homie got shot right outside off of all foe
I need a cross yo,
I need a drink vodka, cognac, rum, whiskey, beer tequila
I don't wanna think, I need a drink
Whether wine, a moonshine, whatever
I'm just trying to ease my mind
Music is the reason why I am breathing
Sipping and... while I am eating... bad season
Some beef and bitch,., an obstacle
Made it possible for the flow gotta be profitable
Your text audible is an arguable product...
God was so good for giving me music
Lift and getting me through when I was... and lose it
Dudes hit big school and raping the... jumped into it
Four clips for who stick the homie...
Got me out of the ghetto
Got me mucho dinnero
And... Mexico... sombrero
... come and get this ghetto music... save my life...
I write my generation... my music always get to lay my pipe...
Blessed me with an original flow so hey by by I feel I live I listen and
Learn
I like
I love music
I love music
I love music
I love music
I love music
I love music
I love music
I love music
Automatic when I do this manually
Daily... be the coolest acoustic... not to lose it
... I am just a... with incredible rhythm... words arranger
Will let you know he has incredible in him
I don't mean... I am laughing cause it is easier...
We know he gonna take... I am talking truth
And I got... show you is a walking truth
A thousand miles and I can show you what I can walk you through
Music is not a hobby is an organ a body that I created and provided back in
... so don't you dear say music skipped my generation...
I love music
I love music
I love music
I love music
I love music
I love music
Music is my life
The reason why I write
Like,, like a parasite
... you fall apart in a body part...
Nobody try my limits cause they are afraid of heights
The ambition... gravity let you dye... in your ass every time
Time and time again I treat my pen like a pen... I've been
Serving a life... 9 times out of 10
That's an analogy of the way I do causality
And I do this casually for the first in
I'll be on the wall of fame...
If it was a full heart music
You wouldn't be standing here
If it was a full heart music
You wouldn't have walked again
I love music
I love music
I love music
I love music
he's a mental giant, that's what they say
he's a mental giant to those whom may say
oh..oh..oh..ohh.oh
hey! hey!
hey! i'm lookin' down on you niggaz
even though i'm 5'8? & 195 pound on you niggaz
so tall i can't even hear any of the sound you deliver
me and my partners never see any of the hateful frowning you give us
cuz' we smile at the bitty braggin' wack rapper's
who happen to be the best at the gat master
but down to the simple fact here's a strap past to blast at ya
thats after, the gap put him in the casket, last chapta, that's laughter
half past moving fast but imagine a black dracula
smashin' 'em with a gat to, bust atcha
it went to my head as my first time
to be cocky, i'm just a giant when i burst ryme
my leg is humongous, is ya'll's verse mine?
step on the mic i can't stop my leg like robert cline
giant robot make u feel very low shaint
i am so hot in my skills there be propane
why i'm gonna squash 'em and kill every poor thang?
cuz i'm a huge ?pillberry dough man
he's a mental giant, that's what they say
he's a mental giant to those whom may say
oh..oh..oh..ohh.oh
hey! hey!
narsasistic, hard to grip it,
dark and wicked, arts prolific,
mars with the stars, this is far lifted,
lyrics quit the bar with it, bar scriptures are terrific
getta spitta witta bit of bitter marketing'
wit ya skrilla then a fifth of henny liquor, start to twist it
critics sit and shiver
in the slit of zillas
pit of killas grittas hittas
click of silly niggas are ficticous
on top of the game
im dropping the rain
godly gifted
hop in your lane
and stoppin your fame
bark is vicious
you got bars to witness
yall submissive
when i get your brain your thoughts is shifted
im incredible, highly technical nympho triumph, raw intricate
i need medical then more science, scar's n stitches
alphabetical gems blow by him, pause it a bit.
tech n9ne a mental giant!
he's a mental giant, that's what they say
he's a mental giant to those whom may say
oh..oh..oh..ohh.oh
hey! hey!
mentally i'm like shaq on stilts
strange music inc is white n black on build
for keeping' rap on tilt
like drinkin' patrone and jack prone then yack on silk quilts
gotta fat dome that'll last long if that's where i'm skilled
giant, huge, humungous, gigantic, expanded
been floatin' for years and i ain't landed
haters can't stand it the way that my noggin as big as kansas
but the women that listnin' wanna know if i be talkin' bout my damn dick
he's a mental giant, that's what they say
he's a mental giant to those whom may say
oh..oh..oh..ohh.oh
Yeah
Ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah
Yeah
Yeah-uh
(Can you see?)
Yeah-uh
(See 'em live)
Uh-ah-oh-oh
(See 'em live)
[Tech N9ne]
Yum, a stick of 5 gum is the taste on my tongue
But for the right one, I'll spit it out and place her right on
The night's young, meaning we minus the bright sun
And I'm numb like I'm inside 'em like white on a ripe bun
Like that one, baby stacked wit' a fat on
Action-pack wit' a rack and a little bit of that 'yac she's passed on
Got a 36-pack of Magnums, I'm Vlad and I'm back
I'll put a bitch in a sack and bring her back
And then I gotta go and leave a lash from the passion
(I'm crazy) Sick as hell for the ladies
They don't give a damn that I'm manic
Even though I'm so shady
Baby girl, but don't play me
I ain't tryna have no babies, but baby
You braised in some slavery
Wanna excite ya, ignite the fight, so honey, taunt me
I just wanna bite you and watch you drop out, Romani Kandi
That's 11 Gs, angel from heaven, she's
Seven threes, hot egg and cheese for Pain checkin' weaves
[T-Pain]
I know what you sayin'
But you know I ain't playin'
Tryna get my dick sucked through my jeans
And oh-oh
(Girls only look like fuck food to me)
(Girl-girls only look like fuck food to me)
Spin that booty 'round, drop it to the ground, let it make a sound, do-do
It, baby
Do it like that, lemme see the kitty-kat, then I hit it from the back for
The baby
(Girls sure look like fuck food to me)
(Girl-girls sure look like fuck food to me)
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
[Lil Wayne]
Uh, now put that pussy on my lip and dip
Yeah, let's make a movie, I'ma flip the script
Yeah, I wax that ass like Q-Tip
Yeah, float in that pussy like a cruise ship
Uh, 'cause I'm a nasty motherf-cker
Yeah, I eat that p-ssy like the last supper
Yeah, I beat that p-ssy like brass knuckles
Heh, she call me daddy and she scream "Uncle"
Open up and spread, I'm pullin' her hair, she pullin' my dreads
I'm breakin' her off, we breakin' the bed
F-ck her like a dog, she shakin' her leg
I'm killin' it soft, I'm makin' it red
I'm makin' her talk, I'm makin' her beg
I'm makin' her crawl, I'm makin' her run
I'm makin' it numb, I'm makin' it cum, I am
Young Weezy F. Baby
She wish she could make a copy of my dick and save it
(Ha-ha) Now close your mouth, don't waste it
I got that fuck food, baby, come taste it
Tunechi!
[T-Pain]
I know what you sayin'
But you know I ain't playin'
Tryna get my dick sucked through my jeans
And oh-oh
(Girls sure look like fuck food to me)
(Girl-girls sure look like fuck food to me)
Spin that booty 'round, drop it to the ground, let it make a sound, do-do
It, baby
Do it like that, lemme see the kitty-kat, then I hit it from the back for
The baby
(Girls sure look like fuck food to me)
(Girl-girls sure look like fuck food to me)
Oh-oh-oh-oh
[Tech N9ne]
When I get my mittens on this kitten
She'll be bitten, then she missin'
'Cause she fucked up and let the Tech in
Canceled all of her ex men
If you think you got it, nigga, say it witcha chest, then
I'm gon' be your sex friend, rippin' off her dress, then
Nibblin' on her neck and I'm makin' her wet wit' no question
Yeah, animal magnetism, the sadomasochism
Got way mo' cash to give 'em, but they don't ask, just twist 'em
I don't have to give 'em stacks for me to mash within 'em
I'm they master, hit 'em with a lash and a nigga fast to stick 'em
And I like 'em all colors, multi-mack can make 'em all love us
And make 'em do all of us, and we don't be trippin' on it 'cause we all
Brothers
Y'all slippers, as I be trippin' over broads, fuck it
The currency, see he keep his cards shuffled
The bitch'll wanna let her jaws touch us, jaw-crushers
Anybody outside don't get much news from me
'Cause I get it in but I keep it on the hush (Who's the G?)
This rush, you agree, this is stuff dude for fee
But the girls sho' look like fuck food to me, ay
I don't know what you feel
I don't know what you think
I don't know what you see, my nigga
(The girls sure look like fuck food to me)
(Girl-girls sure look like fuck food to me)
I know what you sayin'
But you know I ain't playin'
Tryna get my dick sucked through my jeans
And oh-oh
(The girls sho' look like fuck food to me)
(Girl-girls sho' look like fuck food to me)
Spin that booty 'round, drop it to the ground, let it make a sound, do-do
It, baby
Do it like that, lemme see the kitty-kat, then I hit it from the back for
The baby
(Girls sho' look like fuck food to me)
(Girl-girls sho' look like fuck food to me)
Now you see what I see
The lady's mine, mine, mine, mine
Mine
Now you see what I see (Can you see?)
The lady's mine, mine, mine, mine
[Krizz Kaliko](Tic-Tac-Toe)
I'm lining up my X's and O's telling N9na let's go nigga!
(Get Dat Dough)
Kali Baby, we world wide now, tell ya girl bye for now and
(FU Pay Me)
I'm looking for them checks next, looking for the exit, thats it,
FU got a wife, sister, mama, and nephew with little Christopher
What the F you think im spittin' for?
I'm not living for the ---, living the given is difficult,
Gotta live it up but life is pitiful,
A pedestal, I put myself on, nobody gave me a damn thing,
Stealin' vans, different lands, we doin' the same thing,
It's time to pay the piper, freestyles for decipher,
Ain't no volunteer, look how far we got here,
I been in places that you never been,
colored money, --- Netherlands,
I get around like a ceiling fan,
I need my chips with dip or meet my pistol grip,
'Cause if I slip, nigga, Crystal will trip, baby!
And I see some ladies tonight,
that should be havin' my baby,
FU Pay Me!
[Chorus][Krizz Kaliko]FU Pay Me,
I'm not doin' it for free, I'm doin' it for me, tell 'em again!
FU Pay Me,
I'm not doin' it for fun, I'm doin' it for money, honey,
FU Pay Me,
That's to get lots of matzah, that's what we after,
FU Pay Me,
--- the Presidents to represent me like Obama,
[Makzilla]We have you known me not to have no cash?
When have you seen me with a bitch that ain't bad?
See me in a color other than red?
When have you heard about me talking the Feds?
There's two sides to every joke, a partner best believe
I know green thumb, niggas with them coca leaves,
You see the game ain't the same, man, it's reasonable doubt.
Niggas falling off the chain when it's a reasonable drought,
In every hood, there's a snitch nigga running his mouth,
But I was smart, I took my stash, told my brothers I'm out,
Hold up, back up,
Via, Diaz,
Bitch nigga's envy,
Jealious, not us
Hand cuff, your bitch,
She know, we rich,
That's why, your face,
She rots Disney,
Script writer, only know how to ball,
No rehearsal, niggas know we die alone.
[Chorus][Krizz Kaliko]FU Pay Me,
I'm not doin' it for free, I'm doin' it for me, tell 'em again!
FU Pay Me,
I'm not doin' it for fun, I'm doin' it for money, honey,
FU Pay Me,
That's to get lots of matzah, that's what we after,
FU Pay Me,
--- the Presidents to represent me like Obama,
[Tech N9ne]I'm still coming for that Absolute Power money,
And I know they don't really want to have a shoot shower for me,
Especially when I'm in L.A., they lay like a hour from me,
Let me stop cause here's what makes the thing on --- yummy,
And I eat that with a waffle, I regret and --- you,
No respect I get hostile, checks you owe Tech his colossol,
Many consecutive checks you kept I can stretch, that is awful,
But I suggest you get it even if an address given, sex in a brothel,
All that money must of left you lazy,
Guess you took a couple more steps to crazy,
We one hundred but take a guess who's shady,
With a handle did --- man accept you lady?
--- your --- daily,
And it's serious now that cause Tech grew babies,
Even if you say you send all that's left to Haiti,
FU Pay Me!
[Chorus][Krizz Kaliko]FU Pay Me,
I'm not doin' it for free, I'm doin' it for me, tell 'em again!
FU Pay Me,
I'm not doin' it for fun, I'm doin' it for money, honey,
FU Pay Me,
That's to get lots of matzah, that's what we after,
FU Pay Me,
FREAK
This is for my tail clappers, mail stackers
Ass shakers, cash makers, who blast Vegas
Yo, this is for the freaks baby, petite ladies
Even my cellulite ladies, this is Tech N9ne, baby
When I was 5 years old,
My uncle snuck me into a drive-in show
Got in without pay I hid between Jimmy and Babe Roe
A triple X flick didn't even know what I was in for
I seen some things that made me feel kinda funny inside
I seen some things that my momma wouldn't want me
To see at this size, I seen some stuff, homeboys in the back
Was huffin' and puffin', windows foggy
Didn't know when I come of age, I'd be a gluten for muffins
Homeboy when I seen this I mean this
I was really shocked
And my teammate was really fiendish
It got really hot
Feelin' blanket a little squeamish
But I didn't want it to stop
My uncle said now, Tez don't piss your pants
Everybody laughed and presented to watch
Went back to school yo, the next day
Didn't look at home girls the same way
Started askin' neighbors can they girls come out to play
Instead of hide and go seek, it's hide and get it with no delay
I grew this thing called freaky, y'all
Sex on my brain, it was the best thing
I caught it when I was young an honorary
Just a baby havin' nasty dreams
I heard it was a Zodiac thing they say
Scorpio's are known to be freaks
I see somethin' lookin' good I say dwam
And when I see that ass hop I get geek
Time kept her movin' though my shell is closed
Fly looking at young girlie's saying her tail is swole
I am already sittin' there hopin' that hell is cold
N9ne lost his virginity when he was 12 years old
Wit a girl named Marlene, me and her was starvin'
For each other under the covers cooped up like sardines
My hard thing started bargin', farted was retarded
When it spit on her we started to arguin'
Here's a message to the young folks
Don't try this at home
Don't start it early like Tech N9ne
Wait till you are grown
When I was in high school
I'd wake up in the mornin' after I took a shower
I'd put on a non-lubricated condom
'Cause it could be on at any hour
In my brain is like a disease
I see a fine girl walking by I'm on her like freeze
I ain't gotta let her know I write hits or I got cheese
All she gotta do is look into my eyes
Get her hypnotized and watch her open them LEG's
I grew this thing called freaky, y'all
Sex on my brain, it was the best thing
I caught it when I was young an honorary
Just a baby havin' nasty dreams
I heard it was a Zodiac thing they say
Scorpio's are known to be freaks
I see somethin' lookin' good I say dwam
And when I see that ass hop I get geek
Nowadays I'm off up in adult clubs, I cannot shake it
Pretty women I wanna give 'em more love, I cannot fake it
Freaky virus you got me off in lust when that's where you bring us
Got me lovin' really big bust and that cunnilingus
I still be watching pornos, eatin' Digiornos
My hormones been runnin' wild since the day that I was born on
Tossed ya, broke it off ya in the kitchen, I'ma post ya
On the sink we breakin' dishes, Michael Douglas and Glenn Close, ya
Do you really wanna get up in the bed wit a psycho sex fiend
If you never wanna do it in the flesh we could do it in a wet dream
Im'ma get up in your brain no pain it'll be me and you, cha, cha
In a minute before I get in it
I'm gonna tell you boo what I really wanna do I wanna
I grew this thing called freaky, y'all
Sex on my brain, it was the best thing
I caught it when I was young an honorary
Just a baby havin' nasty dreams
I heard it was a Zodiac thing they say
Scorpio's are known to be freaks
I see something lookin' good I say dwam
And when I see that ass hop I get geek
Scorpios Aquarius, Gemini, Cancer
Leo, Virgo, Libra, Taurus, Capricorn
Sagittarius, Pisces, Aries
I see somethin' lookin' good I say dwam
[Verse 1]
I was down on my luck
Out of my bucks
Growlin' my gut while in a rut
How I was smilin' when falice was callin' on uh
I was proud and I bust loud and enough to rally them up
My style is a child it was roudy and ruff
Such as life, when the dope ain't sellin'
The soap aint smellin'
Ripe dough aint swellin', no hope but nope I ain't failing tonight
And into the contest with nothin in my palm just
A microphone and god next to Tech to bless and I'm set
I won, the people voted for me to take the paper
Was fate the way it happened the show fell on
The day of my graduation day, so I chose the show
To go open for EPMD and Gaume that's how it was suppose to go
I didn't know that I was chosen never
Expected it but these people saw while the other
Haters rejected it, I tore through the hardest part
Of this art when most neglected it, I poured out
My soul on to the paper and you accepted it
[Chorus] X2
You are my heart, you are my soul
I thank you for all you done for me
You are my art, you are my flow
My fans made it for everyone to see
Forever accepting N9nes soul
[Verse 2]
In Kansas City
A lot of fans is with me
Started doing shows with crazy flows and it expanded quickly
Tech Ninnas band of hippies
Ran the sh-t we handed strictly
I landed scripts that damaged emcees
Ripped these calamitously
And I ain't have nothin'
Not a cent to my name, man
I just had bussin' I just vent through my brain
When I went through the rain
You all invented my lane
Cause you went to the strange events to see strength in my pain
You saved my life
Damn you made my life, grand
I love these times with you all even though it made my wife
Scram cause all the time I spent I grind for thine and
Rhyme again I sign your skin and bind a friend tonight different kinds of kin
Technicians, Juggalos, Juggalettes, Kottonmouth Kings, and Queens
Gangbangers, Colledge Kids, Metal Heads they all seen the dream
Of me being the king this almost brings a string of tears meaning I sing to all of you that's been on my team
[Chorus] X2
You are my heart, you are my soul
I thank you for all you done for me
You are my art, you are my flow
My fans made it for everyone to see
Forever accepting N9nes soul
[Verse 3]
You took me over seas to Germany and Sweden, Australia
Switzerland, Amsterdam, and paris I'm seeing
Fans in red clothes in Norway and Spain in Monaco
We honor thoughs that rep the strange lane
Couldn't ask for a better life or better fam, yeah
My fans they set us right so they get a jam and
All of my heart and soul and confusion ready to start
The pollution bring my art from allusion to me rulin'
And I will never let you down I swear to you
Industry be aware the clown is up in here to scare a few
And stare at you with a glare that shoos the square that's not aware of Tech
And caribou but all hail the fans up forever there for you
I didn't know that I was chosen never
Expected it but these people saw while the other
Haters rejected it, I tore through the hardest part
Of this art when most neglected it, I poured out
My soul on to the paper and you accepted it
[Chorus] X2
You are my heart, you are my soul
I thank you for all you done for me
You are my art, you are my flow
My fans made it for everyone to see
Forever accepting N9nes soul
[Outro]
I'm back stage right before I go on
And I hear everybody screaming my name
Tech N9ne, Tech N9ne
It trips me out like, I can't beleive this is my job
Still to this day, and there 60, 000 people out there
No matter how many people out there
I f-ckin' love it, my fans what would I do without you
(Intro)
Say hoe, can I ask you a question?
Would you happen to have any great punan?
[Verse 1:]
Eenie meanie miny hoe, choosing bitches at my show
Tryna get you at the mo, poppin' x and smokin' dope
Eenie meanie miny hoe, come in here and close the do'
On the bed or on the flo', I'm about to let it go
Do you solemnly swear to put that bottom in the air
And do you promise it'll be bare so I can bump it?
Twist it, pull it, hair is in my palm as we share
Pull off the magnum and teach prayer and then I get off it
Who else wants some, who else wants some of debo?
Where'd she go, the one I saw... the little bitty waist 38 double d though
I've seen more H O Es go home with me, holy toledo
I greet those thick... with the homeboy Frame and Krizz Kaliko
[Chorus:]
Which one pick one anybody know?
This one that one if she wanna go
If she trippin' gotta let her know
It's 10 bitches right outside the do'
Eenie meanie miny
Eenie meanie miny hoe
Eenie meanie miny
Eenie meanie miny hoe
Eenie meanie miny
Eenie meanie miny woah
Eenie meanie miny
Eenie meanie miny hoe
[Verse 2: Krizz Kaliko]
Girl gimme that (cat noise) (okay) yeah I said it
Come here let me fill you with some of this here unleaded
She's a magician cause nobody knows right where her head went
I hate the strip club cause I never know where my bread went (UH HUH)
I'm the best thing since squozed milk (UH HUH)
I told her, hold her (UH HUH)
Let me see one of them over the shoulder boulder holders (UH HUH)
And if she lite-bright then we might fight with the lights out (okay)
Tell her I might bite her in the pine, take my slice out (okay)
Kali baby I got chicks in different zip codes (UH HUH)
They love the way I Busta Rhymes, like I'm from Flipmode (HUHH! )
I know I ain't that, I'm not trippin' girl get me exposed (okay)
If you ain't with it I'm moving onto the next ho
Move onto the next chick! (HEY)
And get her ahh and ooo'ing
Take her to the room and she know what I really be doin with chu and
Her in like an hour later, (UH HUH) some now some later (UH HUH)
I know ya shake ya hips for chips but I'll be damned if I pay ya, tell em!
[Chorus:]
Which one pick one anybody know?
This one that one if she wanna go
If she trippin' gotta let her know
It's 10 bitches right outside the do'
Eenie meanie miny
Eenie meanie miny hoe!
Eenie meanie miny
Eenie meanie miny hoe
Eenie meanie miny
Eenie meanie miny woah
Eenie meanie miny
Eenie meanie miny hoe
[Verse 3: Tech N9ne]
Eeehhh just got gnarly,
Cause one just said to her friend I hope he don't card me
You're not invited to my swar-e
SORRY I mean soirée (what's that?) PARTY!
Didn't ya see, weird signs bitch, where to find click
But we fear the lyin' chicks
Trying to get N9nes dick
On to the next one,
Step into my sextion
Get some, flesh done, in bed I'm, REDRUM
I've even gotta cake these ladies, well I might cake a little
So I can lay these, but she don't require cake
Straight wanna take Deez!
So I just said, and I may just take the cake please...
[Chorus:]
Which one pick one anybody know?
This one that one if she wanna go
If she trippin' gotta let her know
It's 10 bitches right outside the do'
Eenie meanie miny
Eenie meanie miny hoe!
Eenie meanie miny
Eenie meanie miny hoe
Eenie meanie miny
Eenie meanie miny woah
Eenie meanie miny
[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
(Verse 1)
Yeah... Like this (like this) Ima drink this henn, Ima keep this grin, but
If you look at nina closly I'm tryina contain this beast within. I know some
Of yall already knowin that I got alota cheese to spend but that don't
Change the fact I go insane I gotta heap of sins please begin.
I saw a glimspse in all of this when I was just yay tall and I pictured
Yall and it wall to wall but they all said I was just Delusional but the
People startin callin us and I'm ballin tough but the crawlin rough and I
Never though of stuff with saw enough. what the problem is now I got em
Here tellin all these kids I'm the K.O.D and they pumpin up the volume and
Listenen hard when I give my heart is it Delusional.
When I'm thinkin ima boss in the biz but I'm lost and I fake it that I'm off
In the lid but they pay the cost when it is dark at the crib
Some say that if tell them to hate my people are at the gate ready for
Sealin your fate that is up for debate cause when I make my music aint no
Evil from mister yates callin me
A cult leader I don't really know but ima fosho heater wickedness commin
From mine rove they could blow me but the folks wanna soul see us at the
Bottom with the devil look around and it be no N9na they say I lead em to
Evil like I was jimmy jones and feedin the people when I bleed in the
Steeple the reason they seizin me aint no decreasin my ego my powers for
Good I think would I shrink if somebody took away how good I ink but that
Would never happen I'm makin it with the rappin but they want me to collapse
And when I could I sink
(Chorus) Nikkiya
I hope I find what I'm looking for, maybe I should drink just a little more.
Delusional
I'm fightin but I'm losin feel like we offer up confusion Hear me!
My rights and wrongs are questioned in my life and confusion seems to read
Alibi. Delusional I'm feelin like I don't belong, feel like I'm tellin you to
Do wrong hear me!
(Verse 2)
She feel like I'm, gonna make them hate because I was around and kick it and
Make them babys and now that I made it gotta escape them daily and that's
Crazy cause all I'm doin is makin the industry pay me but when I show my
Face feelin everythings great did a show then we ate then I'm outa that
State she said I'm a good provider but daddy of the year man I'm outa that
Race how I compensate for the losses they get often dates that's too
Personal we'll stop the tape
(Chorus) Nikkiya
I hope I find what I'm looking for, maybe I should drink just a little more.
Delusional
I'm fightin but I'm losin feel like we offer up confusion Hear me!
My rights and wrongs are questioned in my life and confusion seems to read
Alibi. Delusional I'm feelin like I don't belong, feel like I'm tellin you to
Do wrong hear me!
(Verse 3)
They say I'm seein things but everybody know I'm bein things we dem kings
Like it or not we runnin this gotta lotta hype cause I wanna spit and I
Come to grip on the fith you gotta know techs never gonna miss I know I
Might be a little psycie but it's nightly and brightly inside of me makin me
A little frightening rippin it with the right team I bring hella light when
Resighting when it's all said and done I'm sickened and heavened caused this
A damned reverend ALL 6'S AND 7'S
(Chorus) Nikkiya
I hope I find what I'm looking for, maybe I should drink just a little more.
Delusional
I'm fightin but I'm losin feel like we offer up confusion Hear me!
My rights and wrongs are questioned in my life and confusion seems to read
Alibi. Delusional I'm feelin like I don't belong, feel like I'm tellin you to
Bad day with my bitch
Negativity on my phone is ridiculous
Limo shine up on the real tech n9ne
They talkin' 'bout I'm the sickness
Comin' at that shit so vicious
Get up out of my bed, I'm sick of feelin' restricted
Fans sayin' I switched
They can tell I was hurt by lookin' at my twit pic
Got a call from stevie, y'all know his steezie
Said he's 'bout to come to kc, wanna have a get together, that's easy
Got a little cabo wabo, some biz and cîroc, yo
They wanna have it at my house, is there room for frizz and picasso?
Hell yeah, come on down
Told?mackazilla? be done on rounds, we gotta get more liquor, spread the fun around
We 'bout to kick it with family, put the gun on down
Nigga, I ain't kicked it in eons
'Bout to be cooler than freon
Got another call from my homeboy in denver, named dion
He just pulled into kc sayin' he's double fisted, with bottles
I told him I was on liquor duty and?stone'em? was on models
All of my niggas ready for action
When I woke, I don't remember this crashin'
I can try and tell you in the next verse
But I don't really know what happened...
It's just a blur, blur, blur
The whole thing's just a blur, blur, blur
It's just a blur, blur, blur
The whole thing's just a blur, blur, blur
The whole thing's just a blur
Woke up, got sick, ain't nobody sleepin' in my shit
Looked in the mirror, that's fucked up
Because busted is my top lip
Real busted, real puffy, like a nigga punched me the fuck out
I don't smoke by my mouth taste like big [?] like my nigga yukmouth
I think I remember two chicks, one thick, another was a toothpick
I think I was takin' shots with 'em, of patrón, I don't do this
Kc teas, ghetto suds, talkin' to the chick with ghetto butts
She was trippin' when another beautiful widow cut
In front of me when she was talkin', I said "oh, fuck!"
Everybody keep sayin'
But I don't remember even seein'
But I heard if you really wanna please
Put one, two, and maybe three
Glimpses of a house full of bitches and dancin'
And some losin' their pants, romancin' each other
And eating each other, and beating these brotha's
My publicist almost stuck a bitch
Cause she punched my nigga with her [?]
But he kicked her out, ?
Then somehow when my?
My lip hit her big head
It's just a blur, blur, blur
The whole thing's just a blur, blur, blur
It's just a blur, blur, blur
The whole thing's just a blur, blur, blur
The whole thing's just a blur
Scenario, what happened?
That nigga keep laughin', cause he made all the drinks potent
My lip is fucked, I'm not jokin'
Said she's made up with hips out, she 'bout 5'1", hell pretty, but cripped out
Said she got a little cocky, called me a demon and I flipped out
Said her body was boozed up and her earlobes had a few cuts
I told him I don't hit women, I don't do stuff
I came downstairs, all my niggas still sprawled out
The makings of caribou lou, now there's a loose screw
The night was going perfectly, all seemed well
I woke up in the darkness dizzy, feelin' like hell
I don't feel like myself, oh no
I've never ever felt this way before in so long
It's just a blur
It's just a blur, blur, blur
The whole thing's just a blur, blur, blur
It's just a blur, blur, blur
The whole thing's just a blur, blur, blur
Fuck with nina if you want to cum
Ain't no slackin' in my tappin' bitch I pump for fun
Got these bad bitches at the bar and a bunch of rum
Wanna fuck tech so I guess they wanna jump the gun
They want me to bang out
That's what I do when my thang out
Then I'm gonna put it right in they mouth
Beat the poninie til one them say ouch
Riigghhtt
If they came to nina with tight cats
They into loose as a goose they pussies to ice packs
Real life jack
They can be white black
Nice fat
Just need a crevace to put my pipe at
So when we bang out baby fight back
[Intro:]
I see you loo-king at me, loo-king at me, so I ask[Chorus:]
Am I A Psycho? Am I A Psycho?
Yeah I'm a psycho; I guess I'm a psycho[Tech N9NE:]
You're crazy, I like you, but you're crazy
My tours paid me, so I used that dough to allure ladies
to manure bathe me
Never know that my minds for sure shady
Pure Hades, Rev X Stady couldn't endure to save me
Why do I let this stripper burn me on my arm with a cigarette in the same spot 10 times in a row when I felt that burn upon the clitoris?
I'mma get her wet, sorry to get carried away, I feel stupid because I ain't did her yet
Maybe she never let a fine nigga stare at her breasts, I get vexed but I ain't bit her neck
Open! I try to contain it but that dame thang's soakin'
Alter ego say why you let them gang bang folk in
Strange Lane hopin' I can maintain copin' but ain't nobody talkin' when the insane mane spoken
I like fire on my skin, blood on my drawers, from up on her walls, I'm sufferin, I'm stuck in her claws, stuffed in her jaws, huffin' and puffin', hollerin imma dog, afterwards I like really hot scullin water on my balls?[Chorus:]
Am I A Psycho? Am I A Psycho?
Yea I'm a psycho; I guess I'm a psycho[Hopsin:]
Mom, Dad? I'm no longer the boy you're used to seeing
I've changed a lot, plus I've grown to hate every human being
My mood swings have now turned my dreams into gruesome scenes
Now I'm doing things I don't normally do and an illusion seem to be the only pleasures I can gain
Heck if I was sane I would've put down the mic and say fuck it I'll never rise to fame
But with the wicked reckage I contain, I could probably jeopardize your name
No lovey-dovey let's ignite the flame, if you're lucky you'll survive the pain
Sorry that ain't very merry to say, why is this game so scary to play?
Well lemme think, cuz every day my balls are getting too hairy to shave
Pause a minute, I'm stressin' the game, if I go to hell then heavens' to blame
I don't mean to come off crazy, but you mothafuckas seem to think I'm hella derranged
When I was seven years old, I fell on my head and I severed my brain
If you think I'm lyin then ask my mama nigga she can tell you the same
Should I be ashamed? No, I'm livin' my life so ghetto fabulous
Before you get bent out of shape my nigga lemme ask you this[Chorus:]
Am I A Psycho? Am I A Psycho?
Yea I'm a psycho; I guess I'm a psycho[B.o.B:]
I stab you with this mic and rap this verse I'm rappin' to you
Matter fact I'm rappin' through you
Never say my motherfuckin name unless you absolutely have to
I am not no fucking jacket with no matching shoes and you are not no fashion guru
Can't even see you niggas, I wish I was rappin' to you
Matter fact act like I'm rappin' to you if that gives you passion to use
use this as an excusde to jump up at a conclusion that I'm attackin you dudes is just like old fashion voodoo
Yall ain't even the shit, no yall ain't even the doodoo
I got more flavor on the tissue paper under my two boots
So I'm slappin you fools with wooden paddles you stupid
Baby sittin' lil bastards like little afternoon children
You can call me psychotic but it's more like schizophrenic
And I can speak can anyone tell me just where my medicine is
Guess I gotta show these minors just where my avenue is
Man I swear I'm all about my brain like graduate students
I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt your feelings
I see your tears, come here, give me your face, let me clear it
But I wonder how it would look if I were to peel it back with a skilliet
Then I'mma fill it crack when I hit it, then I'mma spill it back when you heal it
Dammit Bobby boy, what in the hell, what in the heaven, what in the earth
Where is your mom? What are you cursed? Where are you from?
Where was your birth? Where was you first? Why weren't you in church? Why is there dirt, all on your shirt? Man I think that you're going berserk[Outro:]
Am I A Psycho? Am I A Psycho?
Yea I'm a psycho; I guess I'm a psycho
Am I A Psycho? Am I A Psycho?
The name of this motherfucker is called Questions (ha)
Rough Draft (ha ha, tell em)
QDIII did the beat (all day all night)
Whassup to everybody out there in L.A.
What's really goin on?
Why do I do the things I do?
Why so many questions?
What am I doing?
I talk to myself... when there's no-one to talk to
I wanna ask me a question:
When am I gonna make it up out of a hellish and devilish way?
When are you gonna make mill-ions with the dividends;
when are you gonna make ends generate wait?
Who in the hell, left the gate open? Do you wanna sell?
Is everybody on wavelength like us?
Why do I rip it in half, doobie kick ass with backwards
attach isssh like ?hap ut eallavik?
Can you wait a minute? Can you slow it up a little bit
Nina so I can get up in it?
But did you really wanna dabble in fanatical supernatural
lyrically radical milli minutes, I'm about to begin it
Can I get some, can I spit some, which one?
When am I gonna get off this trip?
Can I take another peel, why do I feel
like I'm a sick individual in the room, poppin off at the lip?
Do you, feel me? Do you do voodoo really?
Did you get it? Did you want a real epidemic?
Will you let me run up in it?
What's the word; is it absurd? What is that isssh you heard?
Was it real, is it real, was it really real?
Tech9ne in it to win it besides QDThird occurred
Who's the worst, who's rastafari?
You never livin never sure it's Selassie I the First
brother on the planet Earth, who? Do you wanna flow;
what you wanna do?
How can I be in the zone like this, gone like this?
How can I break the obsession?
In the middle of it all, when I snap back, step back
and ask myself; what, why do you ask so many questions?
Why?
Do I wanna stick em with another hit up out of abyss?
Why?
I'm at the pinnacle when I rip it I'ma kill em in this
Do you understand.. whatcha gonna do when Nina hit you
with the critical homidical lyrical killer flippin
leavin you with boo-boo underpants?
How does it feel? Do you wanna come up and chill - with an assassin?
Can you feel it inside, what?
The feeling of a commotion of two titans clashing
Why me, who are you, what I am supposed to do - what a nigga here fo'?
Who do you fear mo'? Is it the Nine, with a brand new joint?
Like to hear it, here go
What are you lookin at, when am I gonna get a dose of thorazine?
Can you give me a little something to ease the pain?
Ease the man, who's the man?
Tech-a-Nina with the Road Dawgs and the Midwest Side Crew's to blame
Can I get a little back with attack issh?
What do you accomplish, ever can't you diss, diss
pitless bottom of a, and you toss out nigga ass, bade mish
Hate a playa percenter a-hundred that is
Side West, Mid, down ever who off, what?
Hack it, did you know Tech9ne hot like a dragon?
Did you feel it baby? Can you give me a double dose
of whatever the feeling I'm gettin is really pain
It's Kobain, for anybody want a piece of this, sickness
Is it a cinch to get with hot?
Who, when, where what why?
I'm at the pinnacle with a killer eye, do I wanna
die no I just wanna dose of the most inner syringe
up in my thigh, bonzai!!
Why?
Do I wanna stick em with another hit up out of abyss?
Why?
I'm at the pinnacle when I rip it I'ma kill em in this
Why?
Do I wanna stick em with another hit up out of abyss?
Why?
I'm at the pinnacle when I rip it I'ma kill em in this
Why?
Do I wanna stick em with another hit up out of abyss?
Why?
I'm at the pinnacle when I rip it I'ma kill em in this
Why?
Do I wanna stick em with another hit up out of abyss?
Why?
I'm at the pinnacle when I rip it I'ma kill em in this
Now do you know what the real is?
Does everybody think I'm twisted? Non-realistic
or do you think that I'm gifted, I'ma lifted
Can you help me? Am I lookin at you
can I be peepin you from afar, please, remain calm
Could you be the reason I'm a bomb
straight out of Vietnam, ready to explode on Sa-tan?
Tell me what the problem is, I'm a'ight what the bottom is
Do you know what a empty column is?
Am I your worst nightmare? I feel sick right there
Should I blow it out, can I do without, do I need help?
Am I living within a pen of demons?
I'm stressing, can I get a blessing (from who?)
The one who cursed me with all these Questions
Why?
Do I wanna stick em with another hit up out of abyss?
Why?
I'm at the pinnacle when I rip it I'ma kill em in this
Why?
Do I wanna stick em with another hit up out of abyss?
Why?
I'm at the pinnacle when I rip it I'ma kill em in this
Why?
Do I wanna stick em with another hit up out of abyss?
Why?
I'm at the pinnacle when I rip it I'ma kill em in this
Why?
Do I wanna stick em with another hit up out of abyss?
Why?
I'm at the pinnacle when I rip it I'ma kill em in this
Hey man uh, i can't man i gotta i gotta i gotta
Do that over or something man
I gotta do that over brother
Hey qd3 kick the temp on the sign nigga
That shit ain't in tune man
I gotta i gotta do that again
I gotta do that shit, hold on a sec
Why?
Do I wanna stick em with another hit up out of abyss?
Why?
I'm at the pinnacle when I rip it I'ma kill em in this
Why?
Do I wanna stick em with another hit up out of abyss?
Why?
I'm at the pinnacle when I rip it I'ma kill em in this (whyyyy)
Yo it dont start until i get there
Show them how to gansta shap
Cuz where im from
Thats where all the ganstas at
And when we come,
Yo we get to act in the ??
So we go,
Dom!
If we get to moving to fast
See we go stuie=ewwy
From the bay all the way
To missouri-yury
Back it up on me mama
Look what you do to me-ouwwy
We do it wrong ??
A parable ouwwy-wowwy
More then super dooy-ouwwy
Cyea!
One or two beers and your ?? is like leanin rock wit it
Only you dont lean and snap
You like left side right side hands about chest high
Then you wink at shorty in corna with the left eye
How you doin
Im on a lill some leanin
Big got nerves got a lill trouble breathin (breathin)
Me and my ?? about to turn this mother out
Dippin, whip, burn rubber
How gangsta shap?!
Gangsta shap
Gang gang
Gangsta shap
Gang gang
Gangsta shap
Gangsta shap
Gang gang
Gangsta shap
Gang gang
Gangsta shap
Gangsta shap
Gang gang
Gangsta shap
Gang gang
Gangsta shap
Gang gang
Gangsta shap
Gang gang
Wait a minunite hold up!
Theres to many chiefs not enogh soilders
For the world wars
Standin on the front line tight in my ?? gun
Im a greek god!
What Up Sit Up Get Up Wit Us Killas
Enough Niggaz To Crush Ya Luck And Bust Ya Guts And Liver
Hit With The Rugger And Now Ya Livin Off In The River
Watchin This Arsinist While A Spark A Bit Of My Heart
Embark Imma Start The Shit
Welcome To The Bottomless Pit
Animalistic I Know Its Hella Dark In It
My World Is Not Like A Regular Life
We Tote Big Guns Instead Of A Knife
Hella Grim Nite The Devil Is In Flight
He Said A Berretta Will Get Whatever Is In Sight
You Gotta Job, I Aint Got One
You Got Wad, I Gotta Shotgun
You Gotta Guard, I Got Squad
In a world of misery and within this 3 planets collide.
Brotha Lynch, Dalima, Tech N9ne
Bring you along for the ride.
Wait a minute I'm from the Westcoast Conference
Like Kobe or James Worthy You could just call me king of the valley.
All I need is a game jersey. Nigga (nuts and guts) get serverd up when I get all spittin up?
Cut it up gut it up with cold cuts with another nut heated up came dirty.
I'll be off in that kryptonite turn them into liquidites stain his jersey
leave him in the back of the Elco like Helpter Skelp stick it to them like velcro nigga.
I'm a bitch killa I'm a nigga ditch quick to rip ya ?? murder bitcha witcha ima jack ya night strip ya dat night
split ya legs open and dick ya. But then ima ?? rippen ya (grubs) eat your meat
demeat your pleate with the meat clever I did not see ya either four corner reciever court order deleecher
tech order me I'm bringing a caesar and a suicide note do I die low keys in the backseat cut necks
i'm sexist (rocked) to get (nabbed) Brotha Lynch I'm neckless express this sexist.
Welcome to my world (Tech N9ne Catch)
Welcome to my world (Tech N9ne Catch)
Welcome to my world (Tech N9ne Catch)
Welcome to my world (Tech N9ne Catch)
Welcome to my world
?? From the South
Cause I be Dalima motherfuckers hatin me for the longest. Could it be that I'm critical lyrically flawless.
And if i'm heated I could be mentally conscious. I could be ?
from the flame only being held accountable for making the change to whatever it regards a (beat).
(In the niddle of the sage) i'm bustin like a 12 gauge.
You could never really do a nigga that hang you up that slip ?
Drank ya ima cider with a fully loaded rifle undecided whether or not i cut up your brian or guts.
I get spaced out sometimes.)
And it's like i'm a heathen whether or not you believe in everytime I rap a motherfucker stop breathin. ?
Dalima for a reason well let me introduce you to the crucial upliftin future.
Recruit you and seduce you to the butal grouper.
Nigga better get ready casue we know we put together the (fettiest)
chemical flame energetic well imbeded into your brain Tech N9ne Dalima Brotha Lynch life.
Welcome to my world (Tech N9ne Catch)
Welcome to my world (Tech N9ne Catch)
Welcome to my world (Tech N9ne Catch)
Welcome to my world (Tech N9ne Catch)
Welcome to my world
Figth this phantom ya freakin family will fall flat.
Bunk Bianca's beat em black and blue witha baseball bat.
I might be a small cat but I won't use disgression hit em wit a weapon steppin with em all rat 20-11 I make em all skat.
Now prosperous Tech's not with his crowd.
He's lost in his clouds rather be offed than softed with his style.
I got hopes that might light ya better but I been broke so I might swipe your chedda.
You betta get ready give me your gotta Vendetta. Come in to get a brotha weed and money and whatever.
Nobody said it was going to be easy but deceave me believe me your (buried dark buried dark) in Macropolis.
Wonder you gonna see me on T.V. You better believe me Tech would (never know the opposite?)
Rewrite my life give me life in a fight for what's right I liberante quidado 151 Rum is how we run slim slums then comes Diablo.
I need a medic cause a murder energetic in the cerabellum never tell em
I got one of the worst problems in the medulaoblon-gota you gotta going one helluva shot.
(No more darkness how did I start this. Feelin bizarre shit. Like in your carcass.)
I'm the ruler in my kingdom and my dark seat is hot. Step into my world and your heartbeat stop!
Welcome to my world (Tech N9ne Catch)
Welcome to my world (Tech N9ne Catch)
Welcome to my world (Tech N9ne Catch)
Welcome to my world (Tech N9ne Catch)
Show this, stressful, everybody wanna call,
Gotta tell em now, sometimes
Sit up in the record store
Seven hundred fans, man, everyone signs
And it gets so hard telling em all please try to form one line
But the player-haters combine
I don't think you know
How much of a strain it's been
I can't explain
It's insane
But I wouldn't give up a thang
Live with the pain
And resort to brain trippin'
I need a little release,
Something to stop my rage
I really need me a moment of peace
So baby girl wanna step on stage
Flash
Like its mardi gras
Flash,
Girl take off your bra
Flash,
Talking to all of ya'll
Flash,
This is a party call
Flash
Theres song ain't about your
But I really love it when you
Pass
If you want me we can
Smash
My Baby doll
I really love it,
I can see them from the front row to the back
And it's beautiful, I've imagined this
Since I was a you, now that I'm
Old enough
Girls that are
Small enough
Grab your shirts
Roll it up
Even if you an A-cup girl, we can still play touch
If you a B and C cup, girl I bet you could make me erupt
D Cups, be the ones that are driving me nuts
Big breasts never trouble me
If you packing the double D,
Let everyone S double E
Angelina Jolie, let me see those
Beautiful babies I'm all about the tedos
Miss Jackson packing them holy toledos
Missed the flash cause I didn't have Tivo
Ask me who's finer, player I'mma yell Tyra
Little sick in the head, still got the magazine of El Vira
Life is so grand, when you got your fans
Blasting off their shirts, flashing their Lindsay Lohans
I got a pocket full of Trojans,
We can all get nasty if you flash me baby,
You know the program
Girls in the back, come to the front
Cause we in need of cleavage
And I've been looking at you,
Yep you and your home girl
Let me see both of them, now grab a hold of them
Look at what you're doing to me
Now grab a hold of him
Ah, such a nice sensation
You know the dogs been waiting
For you to quickly take off your Vickie
And show me your augmentation
Silicone or saline,
Either one puts me in a day dream
Talking about it gets me way steamed
Baby girl, this regime
When you see me, baby lift it up
Thinking I'm gonna miss it, nigga, what?
if I miss one (back it up)
From city to city crazy
(Stick me, he looks tacular)
Tig 'ol bitties, lady
From city to city crazy
Traveling for miles and miles
Girls gone wild love this peculiar style
So in order for us to get our head right
We need all your ladies
To turn on your headlights
1971 Aaron D. Yates was born
1985 Aaron wrote his 1st rhyme
1988 Aaron adopts the name TECH N9NE
1990 TECH N9NE teams with producer Icy Roc Kraven
1997 Tech signs with Qwest Records
1999 Tech is released from the label
2002 Tech and Strange Music teams with MSC Entertainment and records
If you see me lookin' clean cut
Matchin' from head to toe dippin' with a mean strut
Throwin' and blowin' green stuff hella creamed up with a bling cup
Ain't no wicked we can kick it if you blue or beamed up
If you, see me step off in the clubber with some pros
With about 6 of 'em cut no longer waiting to be chose
And if you hear me tell my homies anything goes
With these chickens dippin' to Davy's right when the clubber close
If you see me on the grind getting' mine
If you bust in the room and find me hittin' yours from behind
If you hear me bustin' rhymes rippin' each and every time
If I got it at capacity and you still got a line
If I'm rollin' on dubs, if it's K-Town bud
If they showin' me love with a red rug at the club
If you see them hatas giving me mugs, ladies giving me hugs
It ain't no rocket science it's because
I'm a playa
I'm a playa
I'm a playa
I'm a playa
I'm a playa
I'm a playa
I'm a playa
I'm a playa
Oh oh I'm a playa
I'm a playa in every sense of the word ya heard
I'm getting' money from these dummies flip your chick so absurd
I'm a playa and I pop collars
I'm a playa when I don't or when I do drop dollars them rot weilders
She don't want no softy sayin' he do when he don't
She don't want no perpetrating 9 to fiver trying to flaunt
She don't want no punk that can't get it krunk
No she don't that's how it go so my homie Kaliko tell'em what she want
She want a playa not thugs on dubs
We be rollin' them 22's and 3's pop ludes and V's
I'm in hot pursuit of a prostitute Kaliko knock boots gots lots to shoot
Im pullin out the latex and given it to who's next
And fool'em pull a brewnet wit unforgettable sex
She's oohin-oohin' sweat and I ain't telling who's wet
And I ain't getting loose yet so who's next 4 group sex
Never ever tell ya love where else you get your love
Move in groups no one on one when you hit the club
And you should know this if you call yourself a wicked thug
If you creep to the movies throw away your ticket stub
If you sexin' learn this lesson when you wash off
Just use hot water don't put no soap on your wash cloth
That way when you get home no questions you won't leave her bent
Don't be a dope and use the soap cause it will leave a scent
Don't tell a #2 that she's your one and only
Cause if she know it's way easy to go her own way
If you taking chickens to your secret home hey
Always go the back way to confuse'em just take the long way
To all the ladies if you playin' throw ya hands up
To all my fellas if you playin' throw ya grands up
This is 4-eva baby having clever thangs I'm a playa
From the deepest darkest part of misery,
Never Seen before,
Never heard before
Talent beyond this world
Bow down for royalty
Tech N9ne the King
Krizz kali Bizzare
Kutt Calhoun the Prince
Too much to comprehend
Its not implied for love for me
But anyone with eyes can see
I'm too much
Too Much for YA
TOO MUCH
Prepare for the ending
This is the pinnacle
All hail the king
Tech N9ne
Aint nobody betta we comin clever than ever
goin head up with competitors and levelin em
We put em through the shredder we got the lever
To sever any bretheren who step in with the devil in em,
Im sick of everybody thinkin they ready for the work of a killa,
and feelin they iller not sayin a thing, got give it up the skill is incredible,
death is inevidable if you got trouble obeying the king,
I guess when I buss im too much for ya, I cuss when I must im to rough for ya,
Techa Nina when im flowing its a rush for ya,
Other rappers on the planet you a customer,
Cuz you buy it and bite on me, put your recorder right on me,
cuz you really aint the shit and you stuck in debris,
Now the people got the light on me I'm about to fight on the mic
and you know it aint nobody fuckin wit me,
Automatically haters be mad at me when I be rippin it,
Niggas get the trippin cuz im livin it up,
Got the industry in the palm of my hand and I promise I cannot offend a fan
when I say that im not givin a fuck, about the music and doin it and the people they ruin it,
when they miss it they be drivin me crazy,
I'm dif-fer-rent and the people they call me evil and devil imma let em see the level of animal it made me,
Cuz I dont give a fuck I just bust ya crew up, leave em in the dust and must chuck the deuce up,
Nina Krizz and Kutt we upchuck the new stuff, never can you touch or crush us we're TOO MUCH
Why do we even do it when you dont get it?
It's like beatin a dead fuckin horse,
Constantly givin you elite shit,
And only a handful of you get it,
Too Much for YA
TOO MUCH
Sayin that you want it, Im thinkin that we way to much for ya,
Set in the party we bout to raise to much for ya,
Dont be indigital we got to pay some bucks for tha,
Clarity and the entry to spray, Bbblah Bbblah,
However they want it imma hit em in this club, they can be the reason we done begun trippin,
Alot of them rappin noobs, a right in the rug rippers,
scrub niggas who got it trippin thinkin they thug niggas,
Heavyer mountain dew, Outta my bodily,
City of fountains, you think that you hard but you hardly,
Compared to a real brother, I swear theres no man other,
Cuz whether we live we see the weapon like dann glover,
Dangerous with east flow, Call me country like imma,
Inane a beast in beast mode,
And know you fuckin wit the mangle beast the sheets show,
And ill be mother fuckin bangin peace at zeaks show we to much for ya
Cuz I dont give a fuck I just bust ya crew up, leave em in the dust and must chuck the deuce up,
Nina Krizz and Kutt we upchuck the new stuff,
Never can you touch or crush us we to much,
Nina Kali and Kutt, aint nobody, fuckin wit us...
The End of Killer 1
Insert Killer 2
[1st verse]
As I blaze the PM
I inhale with the scent of a million men
I exhale wit dumpin 17 up in the what the fuck I am?
In the midst of a crisis God knows all the sacrifces I made
Might have to hiest to get paid
In spite
But can't jiest the price
Instead a nigga played bitch made
Niggas think they know me
The don't know me
They, phoney funny
But they don't know
That I'm that ill type niggas that'll open that gut
Not much luck
I'm feelin skunk wit a capitol S
Hit the cess
Killed the stress
Rottin away in the Midwest
I guess
They was right
When they said that 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 tie got me willin to fly up in the sky
But when I loose altitude that high
Just makes me wanna come down and die
Whos responcible for this madness, me?
Whos responcible for this sudden strike of sadness, me?
I can see
I can look into your eyes
Smile and then to your suprise
I'll be yellin "Die, nigga die"
When all the bullets fly
Don't know how much longer I'll be on this Earth
Cause I'm the worst type of, nigga on this here turf
So disperse
[chorus]
The worst, the worst yeah
They keep tryin to pull me under
But I been to long tryin to make it over
The worst, the worst yeah
After all that I been through
I just don't know what the hell to do
[2nd verse]
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 Shri 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 and mean streets my team tweaks
So my future seems BLEAK
Take a peak at me I ain't happy she got me
Under child social serviceses and shit for bein a slacky pappy
My khakis are low saggin from illio type little bags
Pushin ten of them on top of the world like James Cagney
Feel that agony
People naggin me
My ragedy 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
Cause I'm the worst type of nigga on this here turf
So disperse
[chorus]
[3rd verse]
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 ins
Devilish thoughts
Hell is feelin kinda of crellish
God tell us what we got to do to make the muthafuckin rellish
Spell it, out to me cause broke is imbarrasin
I'm psycho like Woody Harrleson
I can make a comparrison
Like Aaron Yates
Norman Bates
Perfect mates
Dippin up in Wally Gates
Bitches yellin head is swellin
Thinkin of goin in 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 hearst
Nobodies turf
Fuck planet Earth
Disperse
Because you're dealin wit the worst (the worst)
[chorus]
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
(Hi, may I take your order?)
Dwamn!
Hey, that's all I'ma say right now
I'm at a loss for words, girl, you, girl, gon' take that bow
You lookin... boy, my lady would hate this
If she knew that I was out with her but I'm trippin off the waitress
Woo shit! Who's this? Baby, why you do this?
I'm sittin here with another female and it's 'posed to be exclusive
Beauty, fully loaded booty hips and thighs
I want a raspberry lemonade, baby, and whatever yo name is on the side
You speak unique, beautiful teeth I just peeped
It's makin me weak to the point I can't even eat
Cause you give me butterflies, them butter thighs need to be publicized
A wonderful face and waist that's great and there's no mistake that I love the eyes
Never like them other guys, cause when I want it I'm on it
The way I'm watchin you feel uncomfortable, don't it?
But I'm thinkin you should be in movies and this you need to quit
Then suddenly under my table I got a kick
I'm with my girlie but I'm lookin at the waitress
I'm at a business meeting trippin off the waitress
Can't think of eatin, man, my girl will really hate this
I'm sittin here with her but starin at the waitress
And I like the way the waitress (work that, work that)
Come get your money, girl, and (work that, work that)
I really like the way you (work that, work that)
Can I get you on the floor? (Work that, work that)
The waitress got it goin on
Take my order anytime, I come here many times
A week so she can give me mine, baby girl is plenty fine
Business meeting, capital grin, was sippin when she caught my eye
When she came over to us I said, 'Can I get yo number on the fly?'
Smell like no other, look like she strip undercover
Wish I could follow her home and just say thank you to her mother
Another interested brother who'd love to become your lover
Burn rubber to the spot to tell my dogs how much I dug ya
Outta here but I'm not gonna leave this place without gettin in yo face
I'm not a disgrace so I gotta see how you taste
And I move at a puma's pace
So baby please if you find the time to get up out the weeds
I wanna make you my squeeze cause these other chicks you supercede
I call her waitress and homie, I call him server
The waiter's a bloody murder, I never wanna hear no murmur no further
Cause she's bliss, I'm tryin to get in yo knicks
I want you so my order you can 86
And don't be tippin her below 20 percent
She need plenty for rent, leave her with pennies, then see her vent
To get money's her purpose, you don't tip, go get burgers
Believe her's is for TIPS meaning Tuition Ensuring Prompt Service
I'm nervous cause I'm gawkin mom's curvage
I'm beyond flirtish, us hookin up we both concert it
Where you get that smell from? She would never tell one
But she told me this, she say me she liked me cause I'm well done
Now your girl lookin real, real stanky, ain't she?
Cause she know you lookin at the waitress thinkin hanky-panky
Her attitude is wonderful, even got the strength to thank me
Even though she a single parent breakin her back but ain't so cranky
I had to make her my girl, now she gon' eat with me
Southern booty, mane, I truly never need to flee
I'm stayin focused, the waitress got me posted
But dwamn, look at that booty on the hostess...
Black Walt told me if you wanna bonafide banga
you gotta start with a hard ass kick and a snare (yea)
Add some dope ass music around and a hard MC and you got
Every night, it seem like we celebrating birthdays (hoooooo!)
Cause rappin on planet Earth pays
Smelling like versa (chaa) or is it Versace?
You got me sloppy from popping this oxys and shots of saki, copy (chaa)
All you ladies in here, I am sharing wood (chaa)
I just, wanna lay between ya and ram square into it (chaa)
Cause, when it come to women, ya man Aarons good
I done been inside-a more woman than planned parent hood (chaa)
I got more bottles, than new born babys, for youporn ladies
I want you drink up till you horn crazy and rape me (chaa)
Till im lazy and achey (chaa), wanna get shady and tape me? (chaa)
Okay baby lets say we tape me inflating your trakey (chaa)
Im just partying I ain't letting the tool spit (chaa)
I ain't tryan have you haters layin below the pool pit (chaa)
40 acres and mule sit, in my garage with a cool kit (chaa)
eat, drink and be merry mang and miss me with all that bullshit(?)
Aint not telling how drunk and how you'll get
Chorus
(Hey hey)
We party and bullshit
Booze it with floosies (hey hey)
And that's how we do's it
Not the Biancas we choosing
Everybody lose it, listenin to our music
And they like, and they like, yup do that thing you do (I am)
What you mean? baby gurl I need some liquor too
Aye, she need a picture too, Big Ben she want a picture too
Im F-L-Y, so why not? We can flick a few (fuck yea)
Knock the lenses out my frames and start the ruckus (yes)
So when I scream through the scene you kno you niggas finna crush it
Max out on swagga, not your ordinary rapper
But I do my thing extra, like no ordinary madness (Gotya)
Keep that smooth movement so proper
They keep choosin on ya dude cuz I be's all about my dollas
On the baddest bitch swaggin through, its not a big deal
Shit I receive more tongue then a double stacked thizz pill
Its real, what you say you lose the crew and (e)scape with me
No need to slow it down you let them other suckas pace the speed, dig it? (yep)
Fuck it, imma party like a trap star
and probably get my ass thrown out for going that hard
Aye, Aye
Chorus
(Hey hey)
We party and bullshit
Booze it with floosies (hey hey)
And that's how we do's it
Not the Biancas we choosing
Everybody lose it, listenin to our music
Okay... you said 24 right?
Imma tell you keep it here
I go by the name of Shadow
Yo, yo flow miss me, buy vodka, get pissy
Roll with tech n9ne, bear arms and get grizzly (prrrrraaa)
Ever ready, a killer that flows angelic
Story telling and battle rapping who can't sell it?
Should I speed it up? Nah imma keep it strange
My inner voices told my outer voice to be deranged
The devil on my shoulder got a devil on his back
Who told em everytime I see Biancas give her ass a smack
I need a bumps rock, fresh pair of sucka duckaz
Its a party, im bullshittin with moafuckas
Shadow fly, look at bitches with a crooked eye
Battle me? I think your favorite rapper rather die
Who you know could spit a flow this clean?
My notesbooks to 10th grade, I got so many 16's
Please, I got a lot of hard tones, that'll fuck up your view with a view
like Star Jones
Yall clones, my style is the original
Half you wack rappers just opitimize pitiful
But me? Spittin classic is a ritual
I stopped liking rap when the lion got habitual
Im sick of you, the streets turned me to a cetinel
Im so not Common, but I still see the bitch in you
Shit, can't nobody out-rhyme me
So Tech, call Trav right now and tell him sign me
Chorus
(Hey hey)
We party and bullshit
Booze it with floosies (hey hey)
And that's how we do's it
Not the Biancas we choosing
Everybody lose it, listenin to our music
Yea... throw ya cups in the air if ya drunk like me, yea
Tech N9ne, Big Ben, Shadow, X-rated vodka and sprite boy
Man lives
In a sun lit world
Of what he believes to be reality
There is unseen by most
An underworld that is just as real
But not as brightly lit a
DARKSIDE
Chorus
I can write a verse and take the sun away... DARKNESS
Say good bye to light bcause it's gone today... DARKNESS
Ain't no smiling happiness is done away... DARKNESS
Watch me paint a pic that'll make you run away... DARKNESS
I don't really give of fuck what you think of me I had it up to here. yep.
Follow me into another de-mention of insanity's right here. step...
I know your feelin it I'm lovein you when I'm kissin n fuckin you n in a minute I'm a veer
left.
An by the pluck of the jugular see the blood of my lover and then I finish when your near
death.
I'm sorry but I mean it cause when I got the tool on bitch I got bulimic up in her like a
gynecologist with a penis
And when they bled on me I was giddy and never squeamish.
Bad as a demon I cannot get rid of her I really rely on the feelin of the sex an the red of a
woman.
Can I take a bite of your cerebellum I think it'll really get me up if I could be suckin your
seratonin.
Id rather just die than inflict any pain on somebody who truly put trusted me.
Better yet I just make her the suffer who taught me mocked me n fucked with me.
Maybe get up in the club and shoot it up and makem panic at the disco... (backwards)
I can paint a dark picture.
You don't want me to start with, cha.
Don't want me commin with the heart, hit cha.
Chew you up and if you really tart, spit cha.
After the brain I put the lemon moraine in.
Blood of a dame is what I drain my fang's in.
Takein the spirit and the body it came in.
Away from the sun n forever you can remain in.
Chorus
When I'm all up on a pallet a pain with blood of my name in vain sun up in it
Imna break it down the walls n try to stop me from poppin my gun up in it
Skits onta me honor me for the time never given to the rhyme in another mind lookin like a
nice guy
Behind the face be the beast of another mutha fucka that be heard the least.
So many here me when I say they can, that I remember everybody that layd me astray. yo fuckem.
Nobody but my closest know about my darkness and when they fall away. yo fuckm.
I'm to sick that I never checked outa my mental-ward working in sweden
Burin the bodies this song made my memory feedm ghost made me loud and I'm proud I can see them
I don't even wanna talk about it but I do it for the demons and the devils alive
Hopein that the nonbelievers get a number two in the eye please try to die save me the time
When I make a move when I'm commin through I'm a stay devoted to rhyme
Devoted to mine hex sign ruda wicked I'm a be forever de-dine
Picture this my wrist silt pissed off I'm hangin from a meat hook,
Yo I'm bangin on a meat hook it's the twist this chapter ya miss the darker the venom of a
main hook book
I'm tellin everybody I'm not doin so well I'm feelin my noggin to you better watch ya self
Sub-noise when I'm bangin on a tech set best believe the dark times are here my lips eclipse
everything
Chorus
I'm your worst fear.
I'm your favorite.
I'm your acquired taste.
Will you savor it.
If it blood thirst will you run from it.
No need cause I'm inside of you.
When the sun is spit.
You cannot escape me I'm your last resort your.
When you have a evil you cannot report.
I'm your royal sunshine malicious and heartless.
If ever you need an alibi rely on me I am.
DARKNESS
Chorus
Just give me one good time
Nobody is looking at me anyway
Nobody is looking at me anyway
I know that I'm hardcore
Know how to start wars
Know how to scar yours in a fist fight
Cause toughness is our floor
Warriors that bar nor
But this one is far tore up on this night
Some people show it and then
Some people hide it
But other people they do it whenever they get excited but me
I can't even do it when the wrongs on mine
I'm saying I've been trying to do it for a long long time
I get jealous when I see people do it and it's like fluid
I'm thinking
How can they swallow that when I can't even chew it
I guess God seen it fit to label me the consoler
Bestowed upon a broken show and forever be the shoulder
My mission is plain to see
Its freaking insanity
I'm wishing the pain in me would just leave me be why can't it be
Simple cause on the real
This one could die
So I'm asking God
Before I go
Just give me one good cry
Chorus
If I could cry maybe one good time I could wash away all my pain
And maybe free my mind
After my shows it's a lonely road
So I sit up all by myself trying to cleanse my soul
Nobody's looking at me anyway
Just give me one good time
Nobody's looking at me anyway
Why I got to be the one to cheer up
People till they clear up
When I sneeze I tear up
And then I go look in a mirror
So I can see how it looks
When I really wanna know how it feels
When I'm hella down I try to push
No matter how hard no water spills for real
My patience is soon to go
Waiting for the balloon to blow
I'm thinking back to when I used to go to funerals
No matter how close we were
On the inside it ached 'wow'
Others be losing it
I'm just wishing I could break down
And I been through a lot of them
And there's not a one
That went on and got it done
No moisture that even try even to come
And this ain't no chump thing, because I've had enough pain
Tears should be run-in like mustangs
Man it must rain
Been trying for years
But the crying been inside
Nina been so serious there ain't no lying in his eyes
Makes me so furious
When I look and I'm in genocide
Please let me break down with the pain I felt when Brian Dennis died
One time..
Chorus
If I could cry maybe one good time I could wash away all my pain
And maybe free my mind
After my shows it's a lonely road
Sit up all by myself trying to cleanse my soul
Nobody's looking at me anyway
Just give me one good time
Nobody's looking at me anyway
I look at actors crying
It's as easy as fondue
But what do you do when extreme hurt is upon you
Real life ain't no movie homie
And this ain't John Woo
But I almost lost it on the ending of Jon Q
And I almost lost it when Jennifer Hudson blew
But I'm still waiting for that real emotion to come through
Then maybe I could get a cry God
Maybe one, two?
Been red for life for the first time ever me want blue
Give me the blues
Sometimes I turn on the news and I
Look at all these feuds
Then I try to make them ooze
(Don't cry, no teardrops from your eye
poetry's music oh my, almost made me tear up about thinking about my children, no lie)
Maybe I'm black hearted
You thinking damn he shady
Saying man he crazy
For the way I abandon me lady
One day she can repay me
Yes that woman can betray me
Then I'll probably cry if not than I do it if I win me a Grammy maybe
Chorus
If I could cry maybe one good time I could wash away all my pain
And maybe free my mind
After my shows it's a lonely road
Sit up all by myself trying to cleanse my soul
Nobody's looking at me anyway
Just give me one good time
Nobody's looking at me anyway
I used to press my Dickies with Stay Flo
Sold pieces for my reli, Chasin peso
Now they want me with nothin cause I let my pay show
So I hop inside of my Mercedes and let the bass go...
On you hatin ass niggaz
I deserve everything I get, A creatin cash getter
I aint puttin the 2 on the 10
I'm makin vast figures
You fags bitter, mad
Wanna be fakin class with us
How they thinkin they gonna come and conquer us?
Little Mini Cooper hatin on a monster truck
Ponder such, I'll have you up in yonder, stuck
Not a nare nutta brotha stutter that conjure a...
Nothin, Nathin, The Ruger's penetration
Inside of ya head is what's soundin like it's bassin
Boom, Bing, Bang
All you haters in the game, Strange lane takin aim
Aint a damn thang sane, I get it in
Want some drama? Well I can fit it in
We can make it so you're no longer a citizen
Suction from beneath you
We just a little dust'n
All because I'm bringin the bucks in
Chorus
They wanna leave me with nothin (Huh uh)
But they aint talkin about nothin (Huh uh)
So I aint trippin on nothin (Huh uh)
They come to get me, I'm bustin (Uh huh)
They wanna leave me with nothin (Huh uh)
But they aint talkin about nothin (Huh uh)
So I aint trippin on nothin (Huh uh)
They come to get me, I'm bustin, bustin (Uh huh)
On the block it was hot to not to run from the cops
I used to cop and used to chop
And dump my rocks at Ms. Scott's
And on the late night at Ms. White's
I'm fuckin with Will, We used to play fight
Then one night, We came up with Vill
Young thugs dump drugs
Nigga hungry for meals
Young thugs jumped blood
Nigga itchin for kills
Shit was real in the field, man
This shit was too real
Lost my homies to this shit, man
This shit is for real
But nigga, Nowadays the streets
They go hard on the hustla
All these pussy niggaz lackin
So us real niggaz suffer
Not plentiful for me no more
It's hoes in the game
Since I smell when paper foldin, man
I rollin with Strange
Pour some whiskey, Party with me
Tell the Feds if they miss me
They aint comin for me now
Then nigga, Bet they don't get me
So all you muthafuckin sucka niggaz wishin me gone
Big homie, Strange Music
Resurrection, I'm home
Chorus
They wanna leave me with nothin (Huh uh)
But they aint talkin about nothin (Huh uh)
So I aint trippin on nothin (Huh uh)
They come to get me, I'm bustin (Uh huh)
They wanna leave me with nothin (Huh uh)
But they aint talkin about nothin (Huh uh)
So I aint trippin on nothin (Huh uh)
They come to get me, I'm bustin, bustin (Uh huh)
All I do is sell dope and nigga talk bricks
Talk with bananas and talk clips
Ride around and smoke kush with the yurner on me
Drink them champagne bottles with the flower on 'em
All that talkin loud will get a nigga a hit
You see them cherry red chucks?
Yeah, I'm with the shit
Anyway I bounce out, man
I hit 'em up and I'll lock up with you
We could get 'em up
I still wear a gold grill, 10 across the bottom
They call me 19-5 cause a nigga got 'em
Click-Clack, nigga
Yanka get yanked on
There's been alotta hatin, nigga
Since I came home
Anything a nigga do, homie
It's Federal and come with football numbers in the level 4
They wanna bee a nigga dead, man
But nathin, Tech fuck them muthafuckaz
They could keep hatin
Chorus
They wanna leave me with nothin (Huh uh)
But they aint talkin about nothin (Huh uh)
So I aint trippin on nothin (Huh uh)
They come to get me, I'm bustin (Uh huh)
They wanna leave me with nothin (Huh uh)
But they aint talkin about nothin (Huh uh)
So I aint trippin on nothin (Huh uh)
They come to get me, I'm bustin, bustin (Uh huh)
(Intro)
Black folks forgive us
But its merely a word
And theresa a lot worse things out there then words
The bombing in Oklahoma
The kids in Colorado
So forgive us when we say shit like
(Hook)
N I double G A S
Some of us gotta sell (?)
Getting hellah rellah doing they best
Playa haters better ware they vest (yo)
(Verse) (Tech N9ne)
I'm gonna hit a bitch from the back nigga
Quick ta get stacks
Spittin' facts from the track
Black maniac
Opposite of whack nigga
At the night club fullah yack nigga
Lyrically strapped wit' a gat nigga
Stand back nigga
I'm bout ta introduce a hoe nigga to a gat nigga
Track neo
Bout ta be yo
2k hero
We fo' below zero were we go
Come wit' the hard hits
Run where the sparks lit
You niggas that start shit
End up in a dark pit
We Rashin
In vills
We kill
We steal
and gold grills
Exaduse
What kinda nigga is you (I don't know)
We went from peanut butter in Benton
To Tech N9ne really spittin'
Went from the Jackson Five
To George Clinton
To Bill Clinton
Ya he's a nigga like us
A nigga that smokes weed
And loves bitchs' who loves to suck
I'ma a nigga that bust
I'ma nigga that cuss when I fuss
I'ma nigga that know on this globe five hundred thow isn't enough
I'ma nigga don't like other niggas that try to keep on a plantation
With the Caucasian
Beware its the nigga invasion
(Course)
Nigga!
Do what they can to gain green
Nigga!
Setting the trends for main stream
Nigga!
Gang bang
Nigga!
Dope slang
Nigga!
Still
Nigga!
Nigga!
Will
Nigga!
Kill
(Hook)2x
N I double G A S
Some of us gotta sell (?)
Getting hellah rellah doing they best
Playa haters better ware they vest (yo)
(Verse 2)(Tech N9ne)
Beware of us niggas
Better to be scared of us niggas
We wiping away niggas who so much as glare at us niggas
I run from the law with my niggas
Down with the fall with my niggas
How many of the niggas from the inner city are down to brawl with my niggas
I hang with gang bang niggas
Got the niggas
You the niggas
I got the niggas
Like Big Dog, Mac Mac, Will and foster nigga
I run with killah niggas
Then I hang with these nigga
Who produce thriller nigga
You know the nigga That the did the wiz color purple Q-Jay top thrillah nigga
I'ma live nigga
I'ma die nigga
I'ma fly or I'ma gonna fry my nigga
If I do, if I do ya'll go to the record store and buy nigga
6, 6, triple 8, 46, 99, 3 niggas
We niggas
Getting fucked up with R to the mother fuckin D to the v niggas
Want me to call you brother but yousa a nigga like me
The ununited states gives a fuck about your Bachelors Degree
So black people if we embarrassed ya
Sorry but our character is
Newly and grimed and suicidal of America nigga
(Course)
Nigga!
Do what they can to gain green
Nigga!
Setting the trends for main stream
Nigga!
Gang bang
Nigga!
Dope slang
Nigga!
Still
Nigga!
Nigga!
Will
Nigga!
Kill
(Hook)2x
N I double G A S
Some of us gotta sell (?)
Getting hellah rellah doing they best
Playa haters better ware they vest (yo)
(outro) (Tech N9ne)
That's right
This is for my nigga Rodney
This is for the whole mother fucking game related staff nigga
Putting it down
Midwest side
Nigga ride nigga
Tech N9ne
This is how we do it
Mother fucker told me it was the rider tour
Treat it like its mandatory
You know what I'm sizzling
Don Juan
Takes us up out this bitch
(Don Juan)
Now look here
I done told ya'll mother fuckers
We gone do it again
And we gone do it twice
And we gone rock this shit
For the mother fucking 2k
So I want cha'll to go get that mother fuckin new album
The Calm Before The Storm
On Midwest side records
Techa Nina
Don Juan
Everybody
(Tech N9ne)
This goes to
Black
White
Hispanic
You know what I'm sayin'
Everybody
You know what I'm sizzling
When ya'll stop shooting
And killin
Each mother fuckin other
I'll stop saying nigga
But until then
Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga please
I treat it like a fucking disease
[Intro 1 (Taken from Freaky)]
I really don't have to tell you much about this one because the song is
like the song is like self-explanatory. You know what I mean? It's
called My Own Hell. Story about me, and Midwestside, and Hogstyle
Records, and people around me, and my wife, and stuff like that. Pretty
personal. Real ruff copy. It's the only one we got. You know what I
mean? I think y'all really love the story. People are nosey and want to
know about my life so check this out; this is called My Own Hell
Produced by Don Juan
[Intro 2]
Nigga, my life is straight conflict
When all I want to do is kick it hard and make bomb shit
Every perimeter I enter is infested with a sinner
Seems like I'm losing and never coming out the winner
Shit, I'm the only one kicking it, everyone else plotting and scheming
But yet they never listen when I say I'm a little piece of love and a
pit full of demons
[Verse 1]
Midwestside was record company comprised of all friends
who grew up together and shared ends
Nobody stepped on nobody's toes
Don Juan was executive producer, Juan had beats I had flows
Scoob and Txx Will did promotion
Got it where Mitch Bade was the shit and got Kansas City open
Juan got that shit to Quincy Jones through a chick named Mona
Three days later Q called us back and it was on
Q told us to wait on putting the record out indy
The record company will make it to where we'll have plenty
So we waited. Should we put this out? We debated
But working with Quincy we were elated
So now we on the road to L.A. and it was live
till we got to Quincy's and Don Juan to Scooby and them to wait outside
That's when the tension started to build
Niggaz started feeling unappreciated and then shit got real!
'97 Quincy called back for me and Juan
I told my Rogue Dog niggaz just to remain calm
I'm bout to make it so we can bling. Get us nice things
and then Don Juan said, 'let's mash for our dreams.'
Scooby didn't like the way he spent his money on promos
T-shirts and money to make room for logos
He thought he wasn't appreciated, Midwestside depreciated
Gone for the summer and everybody waited
Bakarii didn't like the fact he was down with Mitch Bade
He felt that he should be the next nigga to get paid
Txx Will got tired of being lectured
on distribution so the anted up and started Hogstyle Records
My niggaz wanted me to ride
Hell yeah I'm down, Tecca Nina's on both sides
Hogstyle's like 'Fuck 'em, cuz they didn't believe in 57
Midwestside's the same, but the love, I'm trynna find my way to heaven
[Chorus]
Yo... This is my own hell, nigga this is my own hell
Just trynna make my records sell
Off in my own hell, nigga this is my own hell
[Verse 2]
We want to Cali to hook with QD3
They wanted the superstar to be me
Kicked it with big Q off in the wild wild west they signed me to Quest
Didn't know I was in for some more perspective mess
Quest fighting Midwestside over a single
All the way from the love angel to Chris Cringle
CEO of Midwestside fighting QD over my budget
QD fighting quest cuz he never loved it
Warner Bros. Fighting back and forth with my artists
cuz the bitch who's handling money is retarded
Quest don't like Midwestside, QD3 don't like Quest
and I'm sitting in the middle depressed
Warner Bros send me four Gs a month
I'm kickin it at parties. Liquor, weed, and cunts
When everybody's fussing and fighting
I'm suffering peacefully like novacaine
That's because I didn't know the game
Midwestside, Juan, and QD3
Q-W-E-S-T fighting over me
Sway and Tech fighting Q over a check he didn't pay
but I suffer. Yeah, I suffer at the end of the day
[Chorus]
Yo... This is my own hell, nigga this is my own hell
Just trynna make my records sell
Off in my own hell, nigga this is my own hell
[Verse 3]
My female friends started not to like my woman
when they found my marriage was comin
My wife didn't like my friends from the get go
She say them bitches ain't nothing but fucking famous rapper niggaz for
the grip hoes
Wifey don't like me hanging out with E and Beans
Cuz when we be seeing E and Beans wifey be seeing things
Beans don't like Sheryl cuz Sheryl fine a hell
and Beans things Sheryl will take the dick to show and tell
Sheryl don't like Beans cuz Beans rude
She wish Beans would go back to Chicago with her dude
Sayin he don't like Dr. Wick
but Dr. Wick don't give a shit
Zany got Nicky waiting for the hit
Wifey study entire cuz something look fishy
Cuz all my relations iffy iffy
Wifey thinks Big (?) would try to fuck
Big (?) knew if he try wifey was down to buck
Now all these niggaz in my rhyme are my people
No one can save them not even a steeple could make the equal
You're all my sisters, my brothers
But I'm tired of mediating. I'mma sit back and watch y'all kill each
motherfucking other
[Chorus]
Yo... This is my own hell, nigga this is my own hell
Just trynna make my records sell
Off in my own hell, nigga this is my own hell
This is my own hell, nigga this is my own hell
Just trynna make my records sell
Off in my own hell, nigga this is my own hell
(Tech n9ne Talking)
Yo Turn this shit up a little bit Juan
So these motherfuckers can feel what I'm saying
Yea, like that
(Monstah!) (Repeat 6 times)
[Tech N9ne]
When I was 5 years old
I relized there was a road
At the end, will I get
Pots of gold
Kidergarden teacher knew I was impossible
Gots to grow dick quick
To cock the hoe
Evil breed
We smoke weed without seeds
Do dirty deeds
Beat foul fiends
What the need
Walk around with a switch blade
In 6th grade
You'll get a blade
If you display you a bitch
Or Mitch Bade
Have you ever
Sold a preacher
Crack on sunday
Fucked your teacher?
7th grader
Under bleachers
Loosing data
Smokin reefer
Hostla migo, hostla laygo
Santa Fe hoes
After I pop, I stop and lay low
Damn clown from kan town
Many man found
Theres a monster breeding
Nigga stand down!
(Monstah x3)
[Chorus]
If you wanna act like me
(Monstah)
You gotta pop a gat like me
(Monstah)
Makin niggaz skat like me
(Monstah)
Dumpin hella crack like me
(Monstah)
You can always act like me
(Monstah)
But you gotta be black like me
(Monstah)
Keep huddled to your gat tightly
(Monstah)
Cuzz he just might be
(Monstah!)
(Tech n9ne) Verse 2:
It must be in my blood
It must be in my soul
Im musty in the mud
Im dusty in my clothes
Dont trust me ima scrub
Dont fuck with me I'm cold
Im quick to hold a grude
Dont touch me, I might explode
Im made for wrong
I spent too many days alone
Blaze the bong
Too many survalance homes
And niggaz shittya
Hit me ya
Bitch I'm aa into ya
Ass, just pass
But leave the clamitiea
[Don Juan]
What kinda nigga take X
But never heard of safe sex
What kinda nigga never think of learnin
Make his momma suck dick while he burnin
[Verse 3: Tech N9ne]
Who dat nigga drinkin liquar
While Slim Shady bumpin
Who shot dem niggaz down
On land and 80 somethin, (TECH N9NE!)
Them drug dealers, who think they know where evil
lurks now
Whos that commiting sexual acts on church ground?
(Chorus 2x)
[Verse 4: Tech N9ne]
Momma never knew wassup
She never knew id turn beast
When I grew up
She never thought that id go nuts
I hang with niggaz from the hood
Who still dont give a fuck
Im a creature from the black platoon
Pass the shroom
Blast to the moon
WIth half the room
Still everyone knows
I been a bad boy
Fuckin little orian, forrest hill cemetary
The defintion of a bad boy
Use to hit niggaz for runnin into us
Never had joy,And I Never ever really had toys
So I started playing with AK's
Making hella noise
Who killed fetuses
Who needed this GHB to get heated
Immediate
We get weeded then some concieded shit
Many more coming
Because, Because, Because
Its dark off in Kansas City
The Land of Oz
[Chorus 2x]
[Tech N9ne Talking]
Thats real
Thats just a piece
This is just a little piece of the story
Got much much more to tell y'all!
[Chorus]
This song is very close and dear to my heart, man
To be able to say something like this
It takes a hella motherfucker to say it
This song is deticated to all my people
Its called "Message To The Black Man"
Check it out
My people you supposed to be
My poeple ain't cha
But my people ain't something that I see
Cuz they not never you at my shows
We've been all over the globe
Ya we been makin the doe
But cha all spending it
My people you supposed to be
My poeple ain't cha
But my people ain't something that I see
Cuz they not never you up on my records
If you at my shows
Y'all dont no I'm about to become boss and
Take control
It started on the slave shift
If field niggas would eventually take the day shift
Would house niggas inside loyalty may shift
And identify us now we still need a race lift
Fuck a face lift I ain't changing my identity
For energy for any thats obsenity
Now in 2000 and 7 we sippin ain't no remidy
Jealousy indian murder like you in kinamy
Guess we ain't nigga we go hard in the paint nigga
Still when you see me out you ain't the one who faint nigga
Its the other fans from the other lands
They listen to me more then my sister and brother man
I could see if I was a wack mother fucker
Bitching about the way my people act mother fucker
But I do spit my people dont be so fuck'n reclusive
Get off of your lazy ass like you know something about music
My people you supposed to be
My poeple ain't cha
But my people ain't something that I see
Cuz they not never you at my shows
We've been all over the globe
Ya we been makin the doe
But cha all spending it
My people you supposed to be
My poeple ain't cha
But my people ain't something that I see
Cuz they not never you up on my records
If you at my shows
Y'all dont no I'm about to become boss and
Take control
You cry about the way I paint my face
It ain't your taste well homie let my state my case
Im not a devil or damn jester roomers can fester
Never uplift a demond with an image of my ancester
African act like you see me when you be traffican
Laughter when you frown up at me your hatrid is baffelin
You watch american idol my people might paint the tribalin
Symbolizes not evil but that were still survival
You niggas be so tuff the moment we roll up
Your upper lip rollled up you hatin me so wut
Everyone knows us my city is sold up
My shows crushed but cha dont show up
They say its more the money bitches whores
Its funny this is war my people at his door
And I'm knocking mean wile we rocking
Globally and its sad man
Look like attandents
Got my people lookin real bad man
My people you supposed to be
My poeple ain't cha
But my people ain't something that I see
Cuz they not never you at my shows
We've been all over the globe
Ya we been makin the doe
But cha all spending it
My people you supposed to be
My poeple ain't cha
But my people ain't something that I see
Cuz they not never you up on my records
If you at my shows
Y'all dont no I'm about to become boss and
Take control
I wouldnt be bitchin if I didnt want you around me
The way you write me up as a demon astounds me
Brother linch, 40 water, federation, dmx
Buster rhymes, quincy, and x clan found me
Brother jay homie he whipped me till this day homie
Who you know is blacker then that
With a staffer and lack
My people up in the tragidy and they rap
Im immaculate maybe they grab it
If I was blastin a mack
Attack and my people
Cuz I'm black and I'm leathel
With this rap but I'm trapped
But I'm crack
Why you be so close minded
When I'm rhyme it
Wishing you could find it
Everybody but you mother fuckers get behind it
And I'm doper then king nigga
Message to weed nigga
Rockin sold out shows is where I'm gonna nigga
And thats all I sell out its something you should see nigga
Betcha would come see nigga
If I told you it was free nigga
My people you supposed to be
My poeple ain't cha
But my people ain't something that I see
Cuz they not never you at my shows
We've been all over the globe
Ya we been makin the doe
But cha all spending it
My people you supposed to be
My poeple ain't cha
But my people ain't something that I see
Cuz they not never you up on my records
If you at my shows
Y'all dont no I'm about to become boss and
Take control
Act like you know I'm your very own, motherfuckers
Ardcore shit, stop buying all that bootleg bullshit, too
Support your mutherfucking artist
And big scoob said, when he finds out who's fuckin'
Bootlegin the summer edition, Rogue Dog shit
Hes at that motherfucking ass
And I'm right behind his motherfucking ass, you dig me?
You were supposed to be my dog
Homey when I first met you what was told to me was fraud
What a shocker an imposter, I been crossed I lost ya
My best friend turned out to be an enemy the sin in me hit me
No sympathy no empathy either, Homey I never denied ya
Nothing that you wanted women, I never player hated I hooked
You up booked you up from the beginning the sin in me had
Love for you shed blood for you when you wanted to dig
I dug for you nigga, But you a double crosser nasty hand tosser
I should've known you was evil, when you told me it was cool
For we to be sex fools when we under the steeple the retrieval
I'm trying to get my life back no more stopping women
From putting a knife at your cap remember when we were
Kickin' it bitches was giving everyday we did it in
Everyway, but the respect went away you got a mind of
Your own now you're grown now can I ask you a question
Did you forget we were kinfolk nigga we the same complexion
I'm stressing
You was always in front of me so I listened everyday
You wanted me on a mission I even let you have sex
With my lady like a g. infatuated with you and not me
I sucked it up; I got back with her you fucked it up
By letting her know I creeping around with every chick in the
Town buster, I should've known not to trust you
Listen I'm losing my life because of you
I lost my life because of you; I'm losing my wife because of you
I even had sex and a baby with that crazy bitch you introduced me to
Now I'm straight depressed, I hate your flesh
The fate was just, belate the Tech laid to rest
Every time you got drawls you made my
Poor little life fall nigga you got balls
You ain't never had a partner like me, real a never
Ever sold you pipe dreams personal yes it might seem
Nigga when you was burning, I went and got the doxcycline
Looked out for your health, and this is all the respect
I get hater your neck I slit but I can't cause I'm
Attached to ya and I don't know why sometimes I wish
You would just die
It would eliminate all this hurt maybe I could
Get up out of all this dirt you caused me so strong
Nothing can stop ya not even cerebral pawlsy I can't believe
It my best homey turned on me you must have forgot
We grew up together I'm thru life is over now it's
Nothing else to do point the finger and blame it on you
It's all because of you, you, you. I lost my girl, my world
Is upside down because I found you wasn't shit.
It's all because of you, you, you. Broke us into you untrue
Don't know what to do I'm talking to you, who?
To whom it may concern...
Chorus
Why you ain't call me?
You know I'm the hardest, you know that my art is applauded
Why you ain't call me?
I'm not broken-hearted, but I couldv'e been old when I started
Why you ain't call me?
You know I'm the hardest, you know that my art is applauded
Why you ain't call me?
You sleep on my music and that's a damn shame 'cause I slam my bang
I've been inside every hip-hop circle you could imagine
Gangster or Pop, even backpackers know that I'm real good at rappin'
I was strugglin' back in the day when my hood was lackin'
yo so I'm 'bout to talk about what shoulda, woulda and coulda happened
If music was about inovatin' and penetratin' generations by generatin' musical intergration
It wouldn't be about limitation and demonstration
imitation within a blatant looks just disentigratin'
It ain't about the music, it's just about the fame
If you ain't popular homie, then you just out the game
If video and radio don't frequently announce your name
They don't know your music even though you blow most out the frame
But a closed mouth don't get fed when it stays shut
Lay cuts with Tecca Nina 'cause he can straight bust
Say what? You ain't heard of me gettin' paid bucks?
Torrent y'all see me rippin' the stage up
Chorus
I've been on tour with Hov, 'bout 27 shows
Why he ain't have me on a record only heaven knows
Maybe he missed us, missin' the big picture
that this is a fixture, aw yeah, he got Twista!
Well Twista's my homie and we both from the Midwest
and I guess Hov ain't lookin' for another speedy rapper kid yet
Me collaboratin' with them was all in me dreams
Matter fact the only one of 'em called me was Beens
He told me he played you The Industry Is Punks
and you loved it so you know Tech is what the industry would want
I started down at the bottom, got with TOG and then it payed
but I wouldv'e loved to been on the third verse of Renegade
They must think I'm a stick of dynamite with no stem
That's probably why I got D12 but no Em!
But I burst flame and I bet that y'all know my first name
'cause I'm the hardest this side of Earth mane
Chorus
This ain't no hate-mail, this a love letter
I love you niggas' music and I hope is does better
I just wish you woulda hit a brother that love cheddar
but I'm ballin' now and I'm better than I was EVER
Space age flows like Jesse and Primrose
Tin-fold, I used to open-up, now I end shows
Grim road, when you one of the best with slim dough
and you ain't got Dre, Storch, Pharrell and no Timbo
I've met almost half of the DTP
but the couple times I spoke to Luda, don't think he see me
Had never met I-20 but he spoke at BET
Shawnna love me, Field Mob and Chingy decently speak me
So I'ma re-inaurate the game, it's all fame
and you don't get no play if you an emcee with a small name
If I wanna get on TV I guess I gotta call Pain
and Nelly, my great-grandmother's name is Maud Haynes
Maybe I'm trippin', full of delusion
Maybe it come from all the drugs I was usin'
Maybe I am the best thing that you ever saw
Maybe I'm wrong and you don't know me at all
I guess I'm blinded, I got reminded
that none of you just will ever know who the N9ne is
and you never heard of the homie from the Show-me
PUNK THAT! I know you niggas know me
Chorus
My energy's pumping, it's finna be something to see
Cause when I be drunk then it's sin to be humping with me
If women be crunk and authentic, we jump in the B
In a minute, we bump into the finish, T punching the V
Like a prize fighter, eyes light up
When I glide by the thighs
Try the size, why the cries?
Cause I be the pied piper
Wide or tighter
I'm like a pie-diver, prize swiper
Rider all night to the hide hiker
I been away for a long while
Sick of just being your phone-pal
You might be needing your long towels
When I get to you, it's on now, wow!
Better gas up when you with the king kong, gal
Get it, pivot, women digg it, lick it, then I hit it
Girl, that's my grown style
I'm really gonna be living in what you're giving
I'm gonna lower you like I'm Peppy Le Peau
Give me the goodies, I wanna know if you wanna get on top of me
No, I gotta be when I'm stepping to you
Give it away to Nina, repeat it, I feel it up when I beat it
You never want me to leave, but you gotta please me thorough
If you wanna piece of a gorilla, you want it with Tecca Nina
Better eat your Wheaties, girl!
Baby, I hope you ate your Wheaties
When you see me
It won't be easy, yeah
Hope your intention ain't to tease me
You wanna please me
Better eat your wheaties, girl
I know you want me baby
Do I make you horny baby?
I can tell by your eyes, you want me to ride you like a horsey, baby
Better back up off me, baby
Oh, you're not the type to be scarred
If you feel this, we can do it real big
Maybe you can meet me in the back of the G4
We can do it in the 'Lac on the D-low
We can do it on the track for the people
Seen you looking at the ass, we do it for the cash
I throw it like craps at a C-no
Never had one like me shorty,
When I'm done wanna wife me, shorty
Maybe thinking that she's like me
But you see, it's just unlikely, shorty
When I get him, I'm gonna get in the rhythm
And have him feeling like he never ever felt before
Get up in him and I fill him with venom
And have him chillin' and drilling me from the night to the morn'
Baby, you gotta be taking over me, part of me, pardon me
After he got me in the zone
Love it when he call me on the phone
He never been in love so much, but see the body in a thong
He like to put the nookie in his face
And everytime I get out of line, he like to put me in my place
He put me in the A, or should I say the 745
Gotta .45 chillin' in the safe
So what you wanna say? your boy wanna see me
Trying to meet me cause I'm on TV
Better believe I want you, and I finna come through cause I ate my Wheaties
Baby, I hope you ate your Wheaties
When you see me
It won't be easy, yeah
Hope your intention ain't to tease me
You wanna please me
Better eat your wheaties, girl
Since I gotta super label, and
I got a big amount to pay the hand
So can a nigga get a table dance?
You looking hotter than Zatarains and I'm thinking of getting laid again
I don't give a damn about who that belong to
Don't keep the Nina waiting any longer
Want to be the lucky one to get up on you
C'mon, shake your booty, baby, do that conga!
You don't wanna miss it, cause I'm gonna hit it, terrific and I be so
Rugged, ya love it I'm, cock diesel,
Me so, horny but don't be thinking I'm evil
Please your body, cause baby it's squisito
Don't get it twisted when you get with a nice cat
Give me what you want, cause they know when you like that
But get up in the sack, you won't be able to fight that
Brace on your neck and in your panties, an ice pack
Eat them Wheaties and really you can get power
Come in and get at you every motherfucking hour
Give you a lot of it then we get up in the shower
Then hit Roscoe's on Sunset and (Gower)?
I'm gonna leave for a minute but I'm gonna be back
You can videotape it, can't nobody see that
Eat your Wheaties, cause everyday ya need that
So if you looking to see me, you better eat that
(??) did it, just so you know
Ain't no prison in the system that can hold a bro, no
And I'm gonna hit, like I told you so
Don't be actin' like you forgot it, you're supposed to know, yo
Baby, I hope you ate your Wheaties
When you see me
It won't be easy, yeah
Hope your intention ain't to tease me
You wanna please me
Better eat your wheaties, girl
(Tech N9ne)
What!
This is dedicated to the young gang niggas on 56th and
Highland
Nigga
Get yo money fool, yeah
Dont ever let them niggas tell you that they better
than you man
Its all delicious, like this
Till you walk these shoes
You couldn't understand my views
While you on your Caribbean cruise
Im payin my dues
On the corner tryin to hit licks for slips
Trouble making them flips
So I'm bout to smoke a dipped
Now I'm ripped
How could you make a hypothesis on me and my partnas
With you college degree trying to psycho-analyze me
You can't see what I see
You can't be what I be
When I'm deep in this pit of violence
Without parental guidance, nigga
Spot, translation cops watching me every day when I'm
just holding down my block
Fuck a ?addha?
My brother, My fathers' in jail
Momma fell
So I'm bout to make a sell
What the hell
Gotta get that rel
Then I bail
I smell like sherman
You can tell
The chemicaly it got me wanted to use my genitaly
Up on this bitch, that bitch
The kind that don't want to bust a gang
Aint got no love, so I'ma Just hit it and hope she
dont give me what his name
Packs
Need one in case of emergencies
Urgencies
Bills I'm trying to hug
Still you trying to judge
Yelling out the federal prison
Boozy nigga you can cruise
Till you walk these shoes, I'm Living
[Chorus 4X]
In the ghetto, packs me metal
Pump this leado, take the neiro
(Tech N9ne)
Your on the outside looking in my friend
I mean my foe
Come close and I'll be forced to let you know(what)
I'm living the life of a hustla
Cuz the schools done cut my visits down to zero just
for beating down a busta(its a musta)
Keep lookin at me like I'ma steal you wit an hour
And all you think I do is eat shit and shower
I'm a survivor
Present day McGyver
Two sider
You depriver
When you look at me you think I'm a conniver
Whasappening
Breakin you and your boy in a game of tennis
I'm a menace
You one of them people step into our sneakers a
minute(nigga)
You hopped out the boots
Yelling when you see its hard finding work
Being a class A felon
Drug selling
Scrapping niggas from every side
Fighting family drunk and high
Aint no punk in I
Domistic so I'm off to the penal again
So momma tell me how am I to reconcile again
Tell you walk these
Catch me in the smokers LeSabre
Running spock off on the block
Can't understand my behavior
I'm coocoo for cocoa
Selling but driven
So muther fucker you can cruise
Till you walk these shoes, I'm living
[Chorus 4X]
In the ghetto, packs me metal
Pump this leado, take the neiro
Till you walk these
Only speak about what you know
Till you walk these
Our record use these views to the floor
Till you walk these
Pick a punk to verbally abuse
If you walk these
You couldn't walk a block in my shoes
Till you walk these
Dont preach to every nigga you choose
Till you walk these shoes
You couldn't understand my views
Wouldn't kiss me on your shoes if they were given
Motherfucker
You can cruise till you walk these shoes, I'm living
[Chorus 4X]
In the ghetto, packs me metal
Pump this leado, take the neiro
[Verse 1]
Welcome to the land of misery
Where my delivery strikes with madness
Hearts explode from a touch of the 44 blastin (Party)
By the killas from the Midwest
You can scream all you want but there's no help
As I see your destiny into the hands of me
Black talons rippin through yo body
The sight of a blood scene
Murder is what I fiend
For I saw the darkest hour
The clock ticks well
You feel the wrath of my power
What you gon do when all these niggas collide?
I got so many mentalities
I'll show you outside (Deadly)
Clever kill is my fourtay
Cuttin off victim's nipples
My murder is foreplay
Can't even fuck with mine
I'mma crazier than Dahmer Charlie Manson combined (One of a kind)
Diabolic
Shimbolic
Face the infernal
Evil demon
And I can make you eternal
[Chorus]
Trauma
Brain I'mma
Inflictin pain on a
Liqour with homa
Side'll shit me whole persona
Nervous
Lyrics at yo, service
You heard us
Murderous
Demons they comma
Which choosin like the chrome llama
Trauma
Brain I'mma
Inflictin pain on a
Liqour with homa
Side'll shit me whole persona
Nervous
Lyrics at yo, service
You heard us
Murderous
Demons they comma
Which choosin like the chrome llama
BLAH!!
[Verse 2]
An introduction to my murderous plot
I got so many wicked ways
And they start on yo block
(One)
Label you my bitch
(Two)
I let you know
(Three)
Execution
Drag you out yo do'
Nobody to witness
I call it have it
You call it a verbal sickness
Damagin with a quickness
Describe the feelin while I rip you apart
I get evil when the day but even worse after dark
(Murda)
(Murda)
Killin
It just don't stop (Homocidal)
The 12 gauge left you up and down
But another victim called the D-E-A-D
Listen to that underground massacre terror
Seize the streets
Feel my heat (WHOOO!)
The N9ne amira
Killa
Got me goin
Like Donald Owens
The cannabis
Got me deep like the abyss
So I sit back relax
Warm it up like cris
A bruised the fist
The fury
When step into me
I 8-1-6 that mothafuckin ass in Missouri
Or should I say the land of misery
Where life's fucked up
Disguise like yo shadow when I buck ya (BLAH! BLAH!)
[CHORUS]
Trauma
Brain I'mma
Inflictin pain on a
Liqour with homa
Side'll shit me whole persona
Nervous
Lyrics at yo, service
You heard us
Murderous
Demons they comma
Which choosin like the chrome llama
Trauma
Brain I'mma
Inflictin pain on a
Liqour with homa
Side'll shit me whole persona
Nervous
Lyrics at yo, service
You heard us
Murderous
Demons they comma
Which choosin like the chrome llama
BLAH!!
[Verse 3]
Ammit, ammit!
Trauma, trauma!
You's a gonna gonna
Tecca Nina like vaginas
I bring trauma
Make niggas swing on a
Ding-a-ling gonna flunda
Irritable
Formitable
Right now hit em in the middle of Rogue Dawg straight showed y'all
When I'll be game
Anyone wanna know what's the deal?
The simple fact is that
I'll flip ya
Flip ya for real
I'm a jeah
But when I get rhymer block
I need some ginacock
Right after that fact I'm like a bull in a China shop
Six pluses believe it I'll be the bomb one day
If my shit was droppin in a week today is bomb Sunday
One week to get to necrosis
Get to focus on music like
Mr. Holland's Opus
Notice
Still kickin hocus pocus
Witch craft
Whiplash
Kick ass
Rhyme flows
Sign up the timed shows
So I'm not behind hoes
Devine souls
Plottin to kill all the demons
In the killa many killins plenty seperable pillins
These rappers now (I'll swallow yo soul, I'll swallow yo soul)
This underground (I gotta explode, gotta be cold)
Nina's bold
They couldn't kill me if they sent Dahmer (Why?)
Demons they comma when tha shoots in the chrome llamma
[Chorus]
Trauma
Brain I'mma
Inflictin pain on a
Liqour with homa
Side'll shit me whole persona
Nervous
Lyrics at yo, service
You heard us
Murderous
Demons they comma
Which choosin like the chrome llama
Trauma
Brain I'mma
Inflictin pain on a
Liqour with homa
Side'll shit me whole persona
Nervous
Lyrics at yo, service
You heard us
Murderous
Demons they comma
Which choosin like the chrome llama
BLAH!!
And now a word from our sponsor.
Do you have a problem bringing the freak out of your girl?
Is sex with her so boring that you think of other women during?
Well, all your bedroom problems can be solved
With the new freak extraction technique
Just call area code 668-884-6993
To order the freak extraction technique
All procedures performed by the sexorcist
Chorus
Can I Suck your tongue?
I can hardly wait... to taste you
Can I suck Your tongue?
Please don't make me wait... to recreate you
Can I suck your tongue?
Let me be the one... to please ya, I need your tongue
The sexorcism's done... baby don't turn me away
I want to taste your... tongue, tongue, tongue
Tongue, tongue, tongue
Your tongue, tongue, tongue
Tongue, tongue, tongue
Come close to me
Can I touch you there?
Your right here, where your supposed to be
And hopefully we can spend the night
And give me what you owe to me
Been eying you for quite a while and now I want some
Go down on you, but now I think it's time you me one
Things we can do baby, I know we'll have a lot of fun
Now that were close, I wanna taste your... tongue, tongue, tongue
I'm here to get it up out ya
The sexorcist, that bring that freak out when I mouth to mouth ya
And yes, it will arouse ya
I feelin a bit of nostalgia
Cause I'm thinkin about about my past procedures
Endin up out of my trousers
Stick your tongue (what) stick your tongue out
I guarantee,
The minute you let me baby girl, you'll be strung out
I promise your panties will need to be hung out
But first,
Before I begin this freak extraction technique
Spit your gum out
And let me show you how I can do the cleezy
It's so easy, how I get beezy's to appease me
Throw in a ice breaker
Then let my eyes face her
Then wrap my lips around her tongue and walah!, I taste her
On your ecstasy trip
You wanna get next to these lips
You wanna continue on, it's best to be stripped
And don't you worry, I'm a master
For this, you won't need no pastor
Before I begin there's somethin I have to ask ya...
Chorus
Can I Suck your tongue?
I can hardly wait... to taste you
Can I suck Your tongue?
Please don't make me wait... to recreate you
Can I suck your tongue?
Let me be the one... to please ya, I need your tongue
The sexorcism's done... baby don't turn me away
I want to taste your... tongue, tongue, tongue
Tongue, tongue, tongue
Your tongue, tongue, tongue
Tongue, tongue, tongue
Mmmmmmmmmmmm... the sexorcist, satisfaction guaranteed
Call now at 668-884-6993 for the freak extraction technique
Freak extraction technique, performed only by sexorcist
Do not try this at home or at least without the sexorcist
Extraction may result in salivating, throdden loins
And uncontrollable urge to say the number nine
And women attempting to go ass to mouth
Use only as directed, Big Krizz Kaliko now included
Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho
Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho
Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho
Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho
Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho
Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, HOOOOO!
I hate you
Can't stand you
Despise you
Detest you
[Chorus]
Look away from me when you see me
Never look into my eyes
Your infection crowds my daily
So this can't be paradise
When you walk don't come my way
And don't dare honk at me when you drive
I'm The Grinch I smell your stinch
And it is you I so despise
[Tech N9ne]
I can't stand yo persona, the drama, yo marijuana, or yo momma
I really despise yo ama so comma I disapo who you honor
I see what you people can offer
I wonder what mommy taught ya
If it was up to me the G
I wanna sought ya, caught ya, and then offed ya
I hate what you become
Hate you have your freedom
Hate watchin your reruns
Hate givin you refunds
I call em how I see em
When I see scum
I free from
The legions
Cerebrum
I see none
See your just really dumb
Hate seein your whores
Hate cleanin your floors
Hate doin your chores
Won't be in your awards
Funk being your whore
Hunks being of course
You punks being endorsed
Chumps being assured
Dumped being divorced
To test you like a sickness
I bet you'd like to lick this
From Texas right to Memphis
Built with ex dykes and glimpses
Of everything I hate
It would be great
For you to skate
Off in a lake
A beautiful fate
I hope nobody is at yo wake
[Chorus]
Look away from me when you see me
Never look into my eyes
Your infection crowds my daily
So this can't be paradise
When you walk don't come my way
And don't dare honk at me when you drive
I'm The Grinch I smell your stinch
And it is you I so despise
[Tech N9ne]
We're livin in the cold age
Road rage
Dark no Sole
No way
Jose Cuearvo
There goes yo day
Every scare
Everywhere
Knows bogay
This life is too soft
Haters more true talk
I hate the way that you cough
Hate you when you blew off
You coofa
Your crueler
So cool off
If we were arm and arm in handcuffs my arm I would rather chew off
So many reasons why I can't stand you
The man who's scam is to ban you
Cram you in the can underland in Grand View
Damn you if you stand near my fam I slam you
Sammain
Champaign your family and you
I'm a monster when it comes to you
Conquer every one of you
Trade tours
Paid for
Your neighbor
Cause they whores
Pray for
Decor
Cause your state will create race wars
[Chorus]
Look away from me when you see me
Never look into my eyes
Your infection crowds my daily
So this can't be paradise
When you walk don't come my way
And don't dare honk at me when you drive
I'm The Grinch I smell your stinch
And it is you I so despise
[Tech N9ne]
I hate you when you destroy buildings
And kill millions
Of children
From black white Chinese Cicilian
I thrill
When you feel sin
Dealin drugs to billions
Awaiting your death
Miserable until then
I wanna put my Rebox
And get on top of his esophagus
And watch the Appocolypse drop him in Necropolis
Never was menogamus
Doggin is
Your botherin all of us
Gotta get loose from those to ex to soddomus
I hate what you stand for
Hate all your scandals
When your life's baned for
I will not burn a candle
The way you live is not easy to handle
You vandals toss 666 in your blood sample
The world is very different now
No more hugs
Just shrugs
And Crips and Bloods
And drugs
Not see show no love
Never we be equal
My name is The Grinch
This song is dedicated to the evil people
[Chorus] - 2x
Look away from me when you see me
Never look into my eyes
Your infection crowds my daily
So this can't be paradise
When you walk don't come my way
And don't dare honk at me when you drive
I'm The Grinch I smell your stinch
And it is you I so despise
He wild out his style bout a mile out ahead of
You foul outs who owl out he's now bout freshetta
So bow out his roud out ya gow house and bedda
In ya gow mout he plowed out and now bout to shredda
I strid it them thidown way overseas with his didiplomatic immunity
The thizzled was nizzled for showcasheeze when he trid it the bladda community.. way out
All that don't know stay out
Along with the wont nose they bout
Whatsin its nothing don't know bump from bustin
On stage he captivates,
All the hate deactivates,
For laughter sake he has to make ya batch collapse and masturbate.
Snatch the quake ya facts to break
After 8 she's at the gate
Crap for makin that mistake she make the splat evaporate
Got one of the hardest flows
Can give you that flawless show
Strange collects all his dough
Baby you just don't know
Who does like to scoot in groups and shoot the youth its cute to you
But it wont be such a hoot when hes so whoopdy woot the truth get through
Who did you expect to rip and collect checks
Next best bet is to respect the TECH TECH.
[Chorus]
Who that is who that be (come on with it)
Who is that who is he (gon let it fly)
Who that is who that be (come on with it)
Where'd it go lemme see (open your eyes)
That owl… That owl… That owl…. TECH N9NE!!!
That owl… That owl……… TECH TECH.
Wait.. listen…
Don't talk about what you don't know, if you don't know shut your mouth..
He's into rock and roll if you trip he lock and load
Ya spit is thoughts in vogue least as far as rhompin go
Flee with your softened flow
Some of you idiots be talking cold when you get up on the mic and you end up.. in a coffin froze
Gawkin hoes in berlin know Hes a hoi dish maker
Try to keep it straight universal.. like toilet paper
Its strictly kama sutra
We pokin again now young ladies they really wanna suitmah in Copenhagen
Got one of the hardest flows
Can give you that flawless show
Strange collects all his dough
Baby you just don't know
Seven-Nine is a head of time with this head of mine I can get a rhyme
With this better fine hella shinin better dimes than Kevin Federline
Or Michael Ealy I don't know about that cause he might go sceely
When he find out when the tech drop and then pop his chick gon feel me
[Chorus]
Who that is who that be (come on with it)
Who is that who is he (gon let it fly)
Who that is who that be (come on with it)
Where'd it go lemme see (open your eyes)
That owl… That owl… That owl…. TECH N9NE!!!
That owl… That owl……… TECH TECH.
He he ha ha ha…
Don't talk about what you don't know shut your mouth..
You're not supposed to say (who)
That's what most today (do)
When they know the way (you)
Blow these folks away (true)
Ewry full damage
You vegetables managed to get up in the light and vent and ya glam It's a pitiful shame with the best of these damn hits…
And im talking to you..
If you coughin up who
If you lost get a view, off in mizzou, costed a few
Lives when you think better dead it
Lies what you hate hella wet it
Keep a couple set it comin knuckle headed
Then you better get a medic
Gimme the benefit ima give you a itty bit when I rip it I really know what to do
Vivid im a livid lover knowin when ima spit it rugged bout ta flurr it a caribou
Back to back that's outta the crack its wack when I master that brr brr outta the blue
Gimme the money universally and I bet that you're gunna wanna be one of my hunnies when I get through oooh.
I'm one you should mock
Just like you would Pac
I'm bangin loud tamin crowds big as Woodstock
We keep a good glock,
Not the ones stood who shocked
Or the ones that say who cause they truly neighborhood watch
[Chorus]
Who that is who that be (come on with it)
Who is that who is he (gon let it fly)
Who that is who that be (come on with it)
Where'd it go lemme see (open your eyes)
That owl… That owl… That owl…. TECH N9NE!!!
That owl… That owl……… TECH TECH.
Turn me up a little bit louder rob,
Cuz i want all the ass shaker to feel this shit yadda mean, tech n9ne
Ha, check it out, ya
I'm lookin’ for that little lady with a lotta butt
So i can get ya to my crib and throw that bottom up
I hope you got enough, we rock G spots
Neighbors be complainin’ when i make your pussy beat box
I like how that sound
Front desk callin’ telling’ us to hold it down,
Nox because we rollin’ off dem mollipops
We rebel and ghetto like wyan-da da- dotte
Waddup, KCMO kck nigga
North kansas city throw pussy everyday nigga
This shit right here nigga, is fo the real thizzlas
Cash makers, ass shakers stackin’ trill figures
We’ve got a lot of it tech nina just gotta hit
Other niggas worship the couchie but im the god of it
Ya im on some holla shit even though nina got a bitch
I love the way you wiggle and wobble it, its so marvelous
So hey hey hey baby tell me what ya say,
Tell that nigga that-a-way and freak monday thru saturday
The way you pop its an incredible scene
Im trying to tell ya baby girl I wanna to get inbetween (that box)
Aint nothing betta or wetta than that box
How can i ved up and get up in that box
You keep my head up and fed up in that box
Lady in your box, baby and that box
Aint nothing betta or wetta than (that box)
How can i ved up and get up in that box
You keep my head up and fed up in that box
Lady in your box, baby and that box
Been trying to get in since i got out
I get into any of ‘em, many of ‘em, why,
And I am the biggest, ?
I’ve been into many of ‘em, plenty of em, why
That box, got me huntin’ for every fox
And I need it lots, gots to give me it
Gettin’ off my rocks
Can I
Can I just get a taste of it, It makes me crazy cravin’ it,
All in my face and I make sure I put my name in it
Jabbin’ like zabb and get thirsty for me to hurt with this ?
Like the purpose is to got to work on this
She wouldn’t let me go,
And you better get up outta the bed if your aint hollerin’
I know you want me though
So you better get on top of the head, if you be swollwin’
Cuz we be the reason for your girl leavin’ ya
If ya plan on keepin’ her don’t let this leak out your speaker
And, ive been know for breakin’ up a happy home
Beat up that nappy gone she will be ya think ? Wrong or let me see (that box)
Aint nothing betta or wetta than (that box)
How can i ved and get up in that box
You keep my head up and fed up in that box
Lady in your box, baby and that box
Aint nothing betta or wetta than (that box)
How can i ved and get up in that box
You keep my head up and fed up in that box
Lady in your box, baby in that box
Niggas in baton rouge they might consider it voodoo
Whatever you use to symbolize it with cock
It aint nothing betta but chedda than i like to pursure than that box
It don’t take a rocket scientist to know about the thing sittin right above or behind when she
Hoein’ out
All bitches got it some betta than others
A couple bazzillion wax em and others they keep it covered
However they wanna keep it mane, kutty gone beat the stuff
Off something young and delicious
Im fishing for bitches lovin’ my dick is up in ‘em touchin’ they lip but leavin’ them cumin so
Serious cuz I bang, I bang like William hung
Bitches they say my name, my name
Like they beonce to the next century her thang the same like they was one
Then I head up the next block
Put my head up the next slot
So prepare to ? Aint nothing is betta than (that box)
I see your pill got you thizzin‘, girl you thizzin’
Plus you all lookin’ at me stone cold like what is it (like what its it)
I got lil hotely we can visit (we can visit)
So if you wanna lets ? Hoe get right down to business
Fuck what your girlfriends say, I got dick for ya (I got dick for ya)
And if you want some fore play, I got a bitch for ya (I got a bitch for ya)
You know you love this rap nigga, never get enough
Of my thang on your chest Finger in your butt
What?
Too much for ya
Am I talkin’ too slick
Movin’ to fast, you outta bounds and cant handle this shit
My game is thick anit it
Spinnin’ flew with no flaws
The crazy shit that we be doin’ with you and no drawers
All in the chick ass hole, she cant even speak
Crunk bitch plug it up she cant even leak
It aint no betta place to chill out and detox
They call it pussy mane, im talkin’ the box (that box)
Aint nothing betta or wetta than (that box)
How can i ved and get up in that box
You keep my head up and fed up in that box
Lady in your box, baby and that box
If you know like I know then we know (we know)
That this thang right here boy were so cold (so cold)
Once you get it you’ll never forget it oh no (oh no?)
You know what im talkin’ bout baby im talkin’ bout (that box)
Its skatterman bitch (bitch) the one that they’ve been talkin’ bout
Yea I know you just walked in, but now you walkin’ out (walkin’ out)
I got something’ betta for ya than a lil drink (drink)
All you gotta do is show a player a lil pink (pink)
Might buy you some earrings or a lil mink (mink)
Naw, your man aint no problem, hes just a lil kink (kink)
Now bring your big ass over here on this lil sink (sink)
? The pussy was fine but it had a lil stink
Ugh!
Had to back up off her (back up off her)
Due to the smell in think my dick got soft (my dick got soft)
She was bangin’ her head all on the sheet rock (sheet rock)
I was all in the pussy makin’ it beat box
That’s how it sound (that’s how it sound)
Ass so fat I had to walk around (I had to walk around)
She was screamin’ yea (yea)
And I was sayin’ no (no)
You done gave me the box so bitch I gotta go (that box)
Aint nothing betta or wetta than (that box)
How can i ved and get up in that box
You keep my head up and fed up in that box
Aww, Dwamn! Do ya'll realize what ya'll done did?!
Ya'll done opened up a can of sick ass!
And its about to eat yall quick fast, hey!
I've been hibernatin' in the deepest darkest part of Necropolis,
Now that I'm poppin' this top, yes, I'm the opposite of monogamous,
Ménage, ya get offered it in this box a bit,
Hostile is gotta get twisted, I'm not with this Apocalypse,
Hollarin' Tech-Tech N9ne-N9ne Shit! I'm lovin' it!
I'm a drug to this grudge and it's with my covenant, I'll plug a bitch,
Lovin' this mug is what the ruckus is, psycho thug with it,
Falling down like Micheal Douglas with the ruggishness,
Addadimean, they wonderin' why did I bring this side of my dream,
The Nina's a horror machine, dolla for dolla, I balla for all'a my green,
Nigga, my name is Inigo Montoya, I got a evil plan for ya,
And you're about to get dropped, this box is worse than pandora, (Hahahahaha!)
They're gonna laugh at you, 'cause I had to do what I had to do,
Went tap on you like Shap'll do,
Beatin' 'em up and shootin' 'em up then stab a few,
Sad ya knew that you had your crew and they ass are through,
I'm killin' 'em and throwin' 'em back at you!
Thats whats happenin'!
Strange Music Box!
Got us tappin' in!
Strange Music Box!
Bump That slap Again!
Strange Music Knocks!
Back Up, Openin'!
Strange Music Box!
Thats whats happenin'!
Strange Music Box!
Got us tappin' in!
Strange Music Box!
Bump That slap Again!
Strange Music Knocks!
Back Up, Openin'!
Strange Music Box!
(The Black Music Box)
See once they open my lid, I'ma give it to 'em,
Ever since I was a little bitty kid, I've been truly ruined,
I'm reflecting on what I did 'fore I ran into 'em,
I used to be a fat jerk, now I flirt 'cause the scent of a woman,
Now I don't act like, walk like the nigga that you used to know,
Now I sing and rap about the Strange life, it's beautiful,
Tell it to 'em like a gen-i-ius,
Spit it out like I thought you knew,
Bubblin', hope you hear me thizz,
Prayin' to God I make it through,
Kali bad, Check my strange box of tricks,
Kaliko, alley cat, lyrical, watch his lips,
He can go really fast, slow it down, and stop that shit,
Or make it (Dumb) to make sure you niggas got that shit!
I'm just playin' with music, I'm the elite heat speech chief,
Play me and watch they feet turn Beatstreet,
'Cause I'm blowin' off they socks, The Freddie Foxxx out my box,
There's somethin' Strange goin' on in that box, Kali Baby!
Thats whats happenin'!
Strange Music Box!
Got us tappin' in!
Strange Music Box!
Bump That slap Again!
Strange Music Knocks!
Back Up, Openin'!
Strange Music Box!
Thats whats happenin'!
Strange Music Box!
Got us tappin' in!
Strange Music Box!
Bump That slap Again!
Strange Music Knocks!
Back Up, Openin'!
Strange Music Box!
(The Big Blue Music Box)
Spiderman, off of this lyrical Vicodin,
Off of this here we go, I get it ins,
Spittin' that petro, let go, Tech know, sets blow,
Come see about me nigga!
Figga this, I'ma get venomous, takin' out ten of us,
Niggas is sweet like cinnamon, wait, but then again,
I'ma pick up the pen again,
Bend 'em in half, blood bath,
Then I'ma laugh, then I'ma smash, the I'ma ask,
The I'ma blast first, them I'ma send him his ending, cut 'em up,
Fuckin' him up the rectum, I disect the man,
I'm try to eat the neck and hand,
Slice him up like a Mexican,
Seconds, then his body is fricassee, shit is bleedin',
You should see him, or you can be him,
I got dead human beings in the freezer, I'ma believer,
I ain't no Wally Cleaver, but I carry a meat cleaver,
I speak geek to people, I'm lethal, a little strange,
I eat it with cream of wheat and some butter that's mixed with brains,
I'm the Coat Hanger Strangler,
Hangin' him up, he's fried rice, he tried twice,
He's dry ice, tell 'em Tech N9ne!
Thats whats happenin'!
Strange Music Box!
Got us tappin' in!
Strange Music Box!
Bump That slap Again!
Strange Music Knocks!
Back Up, Openin'!
Strange Music Box!
Thats whats happenin'!
Strange Music Box!
Got us tappin' in!
Strange Music Box!
Bump That slap Again!
Strange Music Knocks!
Back Up, Openin'!
Strange Music Box!
* send corrections to the typist
[Intro]
The strangest, straight derangest, start it J, start it J
Uh, MidWest Side, IIIDQ found laughin
[Verse 1]
Lets get it on, raps new phenomenon
Hitt'em up with the flips
Rupture your dome
Calm down, you say me song sound like Butch?
You say I'm washed up? Nigga what!?
This is when I kick it with this rhythm-simplistic
Fuck dem 9 rhymes, make them go blind every time
On that cannabis, edist, not for a weak mind
But the mind of a gauge
On stage cuzz minimum wage has me on maximum rage
Page mac, lets scrap, the conniseur of rap
See me, come tight like a pig in a bikini
Please! All emcees know I be on my Q's and P's
Even Run-D.M.C. is on a deadly disease
High voltage, take a look at the psychosis
Deranged, I claim, let me explain
Fatrocious, flows be cocked from KC to Wisconsin
My killer flow makes me jerk my Johnson
[Verse 2]
Mushroom headed keeps me pathetic,
But the ?
Treating life like I'm moving bombay
Brother with the ganja stickin it
Gonna stick it if you let it
Come here, no come?
I'll run dancing
Just call me the strangest, straight G, bombay
Distinguish the fuck of shit
From hip-hop comes this
Apocoflips got control of your hips
Its venomous, how the rap metamorphasis
MC corpsesis around me
They found me jacuzzin with my sorcerists
Fire up the paper & get blowed
Then roll to a spot with bianca
Then bust holes in these hoes
Cuzz they wanna kill me like they killed Bruce Lee
On the set, no shit
Told my bianca thats what she gets
Middle West flex flows, mics to sex those
Middle West flesh holes, insane games
Never that plane Jane
[Verse 3]
I give myself a C-section
With a rusty jagged weapon
Bungee wit 100 feet of slack
IN front of my kids with no discretion
Strange days like Julia Lewis and Angela Bassett in a casket
Trippin with the 9
Get your brain blown like a head gasket
Missouri is in the house for the '99 shot
Futuristic ladies love me a whole whole lot
When demons try to do me too
They know they wicked
So I bust if you aint down with IIIDQ
Who are you!?!
Neena Tech, respect, MidWest Side
For life, grab a mic, and flip it like a dyke
The soundlab got my microchip screwed
Mounfunction, ?, now I'm cool
Pain givers, slang spitters, hang niggas, insane triggas
no shame, aim triggas, brain splitters, game quitters? NO!
Grey liver niggas, narcotical strange nigga!
Slacker: a person who shirts his work or duty
A person who evades military service in the wartime
Hehehehehe.. I know one thing man
I'm gonna have my kicks before the whole shithouse goes up in flame
Youknowhat'msayin? heheheheh..
Eat, drink, and be merry, tomorrow you may die
That's what life's about man, good times, a little salad
Haha...
[Verse One: Tech]
Yo yo
I'm a product of reganomics, neurotic
They sayin homage is gone up, inhaling chronic
The oddest I'm stayin honest - I'm bout to make it famous
So you can take that J-O-B and you can shove it up your anus
I ain't never understood how the world works
But I always understood why the girls twerk
for a baller not a nine-to-five
Barely makin it with disgust behind ya eyes
So I just, grip my piece, rip off fleece
Out to take ya lip off chief, with my peeps
We ruthless - if you got money then deuce it
Goofs get toothless, with loose off two-fifths, we useless
I wanna kick it but ain't got the dough
Sneak in the concert, trip and make 'em stop the show
We gots to go! Push me and I sock the po'
Gettin the bail from my parents is impossible
[Chorus]
(I'm a slacker) - never did I have a lotta dough
(I'm a slacker) - smoking pot and watching videos
(I'm a slacker) - go whichever way the wind blows
Those just tuning in, I'm just lettin you know
(I'm a slacker) - everytime I take a look around
(I'm a slacker) - stuck up on the faces around
I don't do enough, I just fool around
Y'all can go to hell, how does that sound?
[Verse Two: Tech]
Now you can tell from my everyday fits, I ain't rich
I sneak with a piece when I grit (grit)
I'm just another gatman caught up in the mix (mix)
Tryna take yo' dollar and yo' fifteen cents (I grind with a pistol)
I stay rid of you lames (y'all gay!)
I play video games (all day!)
When Kans City mo' brains, it's gritty slow game
We diddy-bop with really no change (y'all bang!)
And people holla "How ya do dat dere"
"Why ya pants hanging low, and why you grew that hair?"
Lightin a bleeze or with my people ridin a Regal
Always in trouble with coppers cuz we drivin illegal (drivin illegal)
I ain't never givin them lee-way to hear me nay
The judicial assembly's gay hey!
I come out at night cuz I sleep all day!
Tryna get with Def Jam, Loud, or MCA!
[Chorus]
[Verse Three: Tech]
Yo yo check
Enter the party and my homies got to pay for me
I look dazed, it just be another day for me
Gettin drunk, hopin I get to the crib safely
Pray for me, cuz I'm needin money majorly
Sit at home watchin MTV with a empty P-
O-C-K-E-T; I MP3 everything that I hear on the streets
Never buy it, don't deny it, I'm the fear I'ma be
You say get a job? I say hit a knob
Cuz the way you run the world is every bit a fraud
So what you askin me? You get no tax from me
I got whites, natives, and mexicans, and blacks with me
Huh! I'm tryna get up there with Master P
Pass the D, cuz that's the way it has to be
We bust to be free, we trust to be G
So FUCK who be glee, it sucks to be me
[Chorus] - 2X
I'm a slacker (doo) I'm a slacker (doo-doo-doo-doo) yeah (doo-o)
[repeat until fade]
Hey, now everybody sit down and shut the fuck up!
Class is now in session
If you came here to hear that lovey dovey shit - get the fuck out!
If you soft and scared of hardcore shit - get the fuck out!
For those who love raw shit - welcome to Sickology 101
Your instructor for today is - Tech N9ne!
This is style I use pitch, to catch and seduce chicks
To signal the true sick, mellow tone is what you spit
Switchin the pattern, bust out that quick midwest chatter
Some people hate but it ain't matterin, but the people gather, it's flatterin
Switchin the pitch, mixin, there's no need to be stiff in this bitch
Spittin full clips on a mission for bliss when I be rippin this shit
Make it excitin, got to be invitin when you're writin your piece
Never be dick ridin, if you're goin to be bitin, you're ignitin the beast
This is melodic, melodies, if you got it
Mix it hot as tamales, you singin off-key is garbage
If you can't keep an octave in a pocket, you need to stop it
Have confidence, speak with conviction, don't put 'em asleep when you rock it
This is harmony, Nina's taking you through it
Make it buttery, utterly beautiful, make it fluid
Sickology 101 is in session, I thought you knew it
We murderin motherfuckers in music, that's how we do it!
Chorus
GET! (ON YOUR FEET!), UP! (OUT YOUR SEAT!)
GET! (ON YOUR FEET!), UP! (OUT YOUR SEAT!)
GET! (ON YOUR FEET!), UP! (OUT YOUR SEAT!)
Such an oddity with it, this is Sickology
GET! (ON YOUR FEET!), UP! (OUT YOUR SEAT!)
GET! (ON YOUR FEET!), UP! (OUT YOUR SEAT!)
GET! (ON YOUR FEET!), UP! (OUT YOUR SEAT!)
From our west coast instructor - Crooked I (Crooked I ...)
My killer Daytons can keep me crushin the competition
Comin correct when creatin the crazy composition
Cannibal character, Calico carrier, got a crooked copper missin
Cali killers on candid cock emissions
That was constant consonant wordplay
Wordplay rhymes with Thursday and thirsty - if I'm thirst-ay!
I change the pronunciation of words, per se
The English language got to do whatever my verse say
So if you want to learn to rap, this is how (this is how)
Right now I'm puttin swag in my style (in my style)
It's a emphasis on the simplest sentences
Then I give 'em charisma with a laugh and a smile (and a smile)
If you want your verses to cost higher
Then your similes got to be hot as a live wire
You need some better metaphors
For example, this song is a war zone and you listeners in the cross fire
Chorus
From our east coast instructor - Chino XL
Everybody start lockin their windows and doors, Chino might get in
It's like light-ning, how I'm strikin a triflin rifleman
Bullets flyin up and I'm numbin the bum, like it's Vicodin
So much metal in his spine, he could get rich from the recycling! (yeah!)
Chino be curdlin blood, don't get burned from the buzz
I speak with conviction, like what Da Brat just heard from the judge
Bludgeon no love, industry hate me yo
I'd rather hear Hannah Montana, than half of you rappers on the radio!
Startin drama with Chino, God forbid
Auction my lyrics on eBay, that's God for bid
Problem is lyric Jesus is more than a man
with a sick delivery, like I drive a coroner van (damn)
I'm demented, spittin writtens as sick as I can
Grenade grippin, fittin to detonate Disneyland
I am teachin Sickology, try to follow how every punch line hits
Like Chris Brown's fist in the face of Rihanna
Chorus
Yes I got to be vicious, this is Sickology
For those who don't know what the fuck's goin on
This is Sickology 101, you punk motherfuckers!
Hahaha, let's kill these niggaz
My momma, my momma, my momma is so tormented
She been through trauma, more drama
The dawn is gone, it's more tinted
On this side it get's out of it
How does a prophet who loved God as his father's slippin' to get the bottomless out of it?
How come an angel gotta be sick in the pancreas like she an athiest
Maybe it's the faith that is makin' this lady as crazy and has made me this skeptic
Next threat is Lupis on top of Epiliptic, Never rested
Psychiatrist forever tested, Reverend blessed it
Brethren, Heaven, Tech is beggin' for effin' X-Mas
Hopin' momma ain't left an exit
It better get better quick, how you let her get sick with bread invested
In the church every sunday
I've been searchin' for one way
Or another, you're gonna have to curse me or burst me with a sunray
To let me know that you're coming or en route
I'm 'bout ninety-nine, but I need a hundred percent proof
Show me a God
I'm kinda feelin' that it is a fa§ade
Show me a God
And if it is, why ain't He doin' His job
Show me a God
Even if it's a thing, a man, or a broad
Show me a God, please
Let me know something is listening when I'm down on my knees
Where was the Passion of Christ
What happened to passin' his life for the masses
Bad, it ain't happenin' twice
'Cause my mother's stacked in a lab ?
I need your help, and I'm not askin' it nice
All in life it's been paramedics
All my life comin' up all I heard 'Is There A Medic?'
A youngin', all I could do is stare at it
Seizure after seizure, if I was you
Wouldn't ne'er let it be heredit-tary
If Aar get it, I swear that it's scary
Sittin' in a insane asylum
God or God's Ghost, man I aim to find 'em
To take away all of this angel's pain inside, come rain
If Momma go, how come I can't deny them
And she only fifty-four, in a ward watchin' her war
And it's more blood and gore, and she tore, cuz people are so deceivin'
And I'm on the floor, because with nor Lord this war absorbs more poor
Havin' all the soldiers screamin'
Show me a God
I'm kinda feelin' that it is a fa§ade
Show me a God
And if it is, why ain't He doin' His job
Show me a God
Even if it's a thing, a man, or a broad
Show me a God, please
Let me know something is listening when I'm down on my knees
Think about how all the victims of Katrina feelin'
They need a ceilin', they say that Mother Nature, she the villain
Plead a million, the bible, I read a bllion, Still I'm free to see the real
And my feet are grillin', 'cause hellish heat is buildin' up
Think my momma ain't ill enough? It's killin' us
I will erupt if they're pillin' her false, still ain't no healin' her
I been searchin' for answers, but I find nothin' but man stuff
That puts a damper on the current problem at hand bruh
Or whatever it is, I will never forgive
Anybody who take Marty, better get her to live
She's so sick that it don't matter how much cheddar I give
To the thing or the lady, here's a letter to his
Majesty, why ain't you stoppin' these tragedies
My mother's glad to be with you, but her life's been a raggedy one
What's gonna be done in two thousand twelve when hell's gonna be
When the Earth aligned with the sun
Show me a God
I'm kinda feelin' that it is a fa§ade
Show me a God
And if it is, why ain't He doin' His job
Show me a God
Even if it's a thing, a man, or a broad
Show me a God, please
Let me know something is listening when I'm down on my knees
That's why I be lookin' for ghosts
Or somethin' supernatural. The only thing I know Supernatural, is the rapper
Maybe if I saw something like that it'd make me change my life or somethin'
Now let's get into K.O.D....
It's friday night and I
Got my check man I
Damn I really need a (PARTY)
So when the weekend come
I'm tryin to get beef then some (ALL NIGHT ALL DAY)
Tryin to break the monotony
Get away from my property
Ain't no way that you stoppin me
At a party I got to be
But the (?tech?) was a shock to me
That will let my velocity slow
Wanna party with me let me know
We party cause we in pain
We party to celebrate
To keep from goin insane
We party just to escape
No matter how much the cost
Regardless of what it takes
You call my phone and it's off
I'm tryin to numb the mistakes
But if you feel like you chill put yo cups up
But if you ill about yo bills and it's just touch
Take a drink but don't spill
This ain't no time to be still
Fuck the world, what you know, and realize shit is real
Chorus
Shit is real
Saturday night and I
Still got some check man I
Damn I really need a (PARTY)
Now that the weekend's here
It's time for the cheefin and beer (ALL NIGHT ALL DAY)
Whether you puff or you're drinkin
When life is tough we go seekin
Somethin to thrust or go deep in
Work is rough with no freakin
So we lustfully speakin
Girl, yo what's up for the weekend?
Plan a trip to las vegas
A room at the venetian
Lets go
We party cause we in pain
We party to celebrate
To keep from goin insane
We party just to escape
No matter how much the cost
Regardless of what it takes
If you're found or you're lost
Hey baby these are the breaks
But if you good it's understood that you prosperous
We from the hood and drinkin good means a lot to us
Put away yo knife and yo steel
Have some fun and you'll feel
Like a shield has been lifted
Yet and still shit is real
Chorus
Sunday night and I
Blew my check man I
(damn) damn I really wanna (PARTY)
Now that the weekend's done
I'm tryin to sleep in some (ALL NIGHT ALL DAY)
Hey yo this song's for the strong
Not for the backboneless
Workers who don't make enough for they own
But give to the homeless atonement
For the wrong that has grown
Strong for the long
Spent time for dimes
You better take advantage of this moment
We party cause we in pain
We party to celebrate
To keep from goin insane
We party just to escape
No matter how much the cost
Regardless of what it takes
Never put your trust in the state
They not controllin yo fate
But if you made it then I'll say you did yo thang today
But if you lost it then I'll say party yo pain away
Do your job or your ??
Don't lose control of the will
It's sunday night but on monday realize shit is real
Welcome to the sextion, where it's all about sex
If horny is what you're looking for
Well this is the place
The sextion
Now, for your listenting pleasure, this is
Tech N9ne, Skatterman, and Kirzz Kaliko
With
Seven words
How many words?
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7
Chorus
It's seven words I wanna say to you
Love it when you suck my dick
Its the best thing in my world
It's seven words I wanna say to you
Love it when you suck my dick
That's why i'm giving you seven words
You should look at this as a wonderful endeavour
The pleasure...of having a bitch go below the belt for treasure
No pressure, I know you shine I ain't trying to stress ya
Can I undress ya, and get ya to swallow each and every measure
Damn, you put the 'whore' in hormones, I might just bust before long
Let's take a pic in your phone, of you taking more and more dome
Do it but dont pinch me, don't chew it when you think me
Get fluid then you sink me, cuz you got to it just like pinky
I really love it when you...
Put the hot water in your mouth
Slurpin and slobberin about
Now it gets hotter in the south
Yup, the water was blazin, it was amazin'
And now my dick is shriveled up like a raisin
You love my leg in thrid, cuz I'm blessed with heaven's curve
And I equal the thrill and rush of havin sex on ex and herb
Never get the lesson blurred, I'd like to rest in her
But not before I issue baby doll my seven words
Chorus
For the sake of argument, lets say we call her 'o girl'
She had the type of lips to make this street nigga's toes curl
It's her world, all I do is kick back, just sit back,
She let my zipper down and pulled the head out and licked that (she licked that)
Sometimes I had to fight to get my dick back,
But baby moved to Minnesota, swear to god I miss that
The way she used to grab and smack herself all in the face with it,
Lookin at me dead in my eyes while she be tastin' it (tastin' it)
She used to say 'daddy you wastin' it' (wastin' it)
I used to say 'baby I'm facin' it'
But fuck the hot water shit, she used that crushed ice (crushed ice)
If she suck your dick once she make your nut twice (nut twice)
She was just that good, I could sell her for a stack to my boys in the hood
So if you got you one of these, keep them fakin bitches to the curb
Leave this on her voicemail, all you need is seven words
Now as she sucks my soul, I lick her funky emotions
Piercin all the way into her mind so I can feel what she's thinkin
(feel me? I know you do)
We're getting closer and closer, eruption is imminent, climax is closin in on us
If you don't get your hands on me soon, I might disappear
Cuz what I been waiting on, the best thing you ever heard,
The one, two, three, four, five, six; seven words
Chorus
-'mm,mm...you know what I want you to do, right?'
-'Yeah, I know what you want me to do...'
-'What's up?'
-'Do you want it with hot water?'
-'What's that??'
-'You mean to tell me freaky ass Tech N9ne never had it with no hot water?'
-'No...Show me...'
-'Hold up a second'
-'What the fuck?'
-'And then you do it like that'
-'Ok go ahead...(gasp) shit, fuck, that's wonderful!'
-'That's what I thought'
[Intro - Tech N9ne (Taken from S.H.E.)]
I got the idea to do this next one right after the S.H.E. shit happened
So my nigga Kaliko came through and blew this shit!
You might have heard it on our shows, it's a little skit called Save Yourself
All Kaliko, no backround singer or nothing, you know what I'm sizzlin
It was writen and produced by me, Krizz, and Icy Roc
It's called Save Yourself, check it out
[Big Krizz Kaliko]
You can't get my money hoe, you're scheming on my wealth
How about getting a j-o-b then you can save yourself
I don't know why these hoes are always in my face for money
Gran Rice, Kutt, and Tech N9ne said save yourself. Save yourself
Gran Rice, Kutt, and Tech N9ne said save yourself
(Applause)
[Verse 1]
I aint never paid no chick to thrust
Me, I never paid no woman to help me bust
Me, I never needed no other chick to clutch
Cuzz nina was living hella matrimony
Its a must
Never ever payed and came with lust
My aims for trust
Cuzz my womans pain is enough
Dont want my marrige ending stranger then us
But just here recently
My brains corrupt
One night my niggaz took me to the strip club
Bazookas
Everybody know the name of the kinda shit I'm use ta
Seduca, so that means there was no clothes
Got my eyes open wide
Like I'm on No Doz
Look at these bozos
Givin double 0's for hoe shows
I was cool
I was drinkin my juice
Wasnt really in the mood
Till I was approached by a beautiful angel
In the nude
But I flipped my top
When she sat that butter skin on my lap
I was shocked
Lips locked
Feelin like my heart stopped
She was hot!
She was Carmen Electra in the chest
Alliya by the waist
Jennifer Lopez in the ass
But she was an angle in the face
She asked me if I wanted to dance on the couch
WIth the look of a zombie
I reached into my pouch
And shelled it out
Then she took my hand
And led me to the land
Where a man could forget about all his problems at
hand
The scent of a woman
She wearing shenell, hypnotized by the smell
A glimpse of hell and bodily melt down
Is what I felt now
I cam with 500
Tryin to keep it all
But she want it
At the ATM to get 4 more
Thats for you and me, now bitch lets go
Hevenly cant descibe this woman
Beyond that, I feel the area bump and grind
Like combat
No penetration
Its funny
She didnt kiss me or fuck me
But got away with all my money
S.H.E.
[Chorus - repeat 4X]
Took everything that I had
Made me want sex hella bad!
[Verse 2]
The next day my wifes checking the account
She said your only bringing 4,000 a month
So last night you spent 1,00 on what?
A new piece of equipment
For the studio
But she wont ever really know
That I spent it on another nude show
I close my self in the bathroom
Lean over the stool
And grabbed my middle section tight
Thinkin about the way she made me feel that night
I had alot of fun
Then I got one, and another one, and another one
I went back that night, and the next night
Repeated here I come
Wife pissed cuzz I depleted all our funds
She left me and moved back with her moms
Im borrowing money from all my homies
I know that I'm wrong
But this bitch was the bomb
Im paying the bills at bazookas
I slip my finger through her g-sting
It was tight
She told the bouncers
Now I'm in a fist fight
You put on how you love me
And how you like it rough like me
All these motherfuckers and your man
Cant love you enough like me
I lost my life for you, my wife for you
I miss you
So I'm sitting outside the club every night for you
Thats right for you, shit
[Chorus] - 6 times
(Seductive Human Erotica!) - 5x HAHAHAHA
[Tech N9ne]
Yo, wassup baby?
How you been?
It's been a long time since I talked to you last
I got a question, you still with homeboy?
Y'know homeboy don't matter to me
I'm interested in you baby
We can creep
Y'know what I'm sizzlin'?
Just think about it baby, I'm tryin' to get with you for real
[Chorus] - 2x
Might be some fun to runaway
This game is one I wanna play
I'm done, he's gone and run astray
No fun, the sun has gone away
[Tech N9ne]
Wassup?
This ya boy Tech Nina
It's good to hear ya, but it's been a minute since I seen ya
Fox demeanor
Gots to dream ya
Cause you stay blocked and locked with hops between ya
I know you got a man
I know you got a little on the side
But I was thinkin if you down for creepin then we can slide
You's a hot one
And you look like you need a top notch one
Ya boy couldn't win it with Johnny Cochran
I know he with you when it's cool
But I'm still tryin to get you to cruise
That ill behind and your lips and your boobs
Come get with a fool
We can take any trip that you choose
Forget that your dude is waitin while you twistin in the nude with this
Boss villian ghetto true mafia
Feel you from here to Czechoslovakia
What's stoppin ya?
I need it and I don't think that I can deal without it
Strictly being real baby tell me what you feel about it
[Chorus] - 2x
Might be some fun to runaway
This game is one I wanna play
I'm done, he's gone and run astray
No fun, the sun has gone away
[Tech N9ne]
I know you got time with dude and I'm new
But I'mma true
and I'm tryin to get into you
I know he probably give you big love
But I don't trip cause
Dude's cool, I met him at the strip club
Ya he's good for you
He keeps you grounded
While I pound it
Soft and wet is how it sounded
Leave you astounded
From the tongue dancin around it
That's the angle
Search for an angel
and then I found it
Right between those eyes baby
I know it gets heated at home
But your homie Tech Nizzle can hear your cries baby
I know it's hell, I put out fires with this
Got him cussin on your pager and slittin tires and shit
You don't need that
You need positive feedback
Lift you're skirt up and throw you on the counter and eat that
L-E-G's back
Pull it out and I tease that
We release that
Have us a drink and repeat that
What you think?
[Chorus] - 2x
Might be some fun to runaway
This game is one I wanna play
I'm done, he's gone and run astray
No fun, the sun has gone away
[Tech N9ne]
Yo, yo, check
I need a hardcore chick who can chill
On the rap side
Love, money, and keep her scratch-tied
So when your homeboy don't act right
Just remember my face is a permanent sittin spot for your backside
I'm just tryin to kick it
Make up your mind you want N9ne to stick it
I'm diggin you because you fine and wicked
Don't want to miss it
I'm psycho sick wit it
Dig it
I slop you like a biscuit
and I'll hop ya like a cricket
This is a - decent proposal don't ever hate on it
When I see somethin I want baby I'm never late on it
You ain't gotta answer now you can merinate on it
But before I go I got to throw this serenade on it
It goes
When it rains and when it thunders
If he treat you like a cheap and he runaway from ya
You can call me on the under
When you need someone to run to just dial my number
[Chorus] - 2x
Might be some fun to runaway
This game is one I wanna play
I'm done, he's gone and run astray
No fun, the sun has gone away
[Tech N9ne]
So what you think baby?
You think you can do this?
You think you got the borders to do this with me? (Hehehe...)
You know you're thinkin about it
I know you're thinkin about it
I see how you look at me
You and me exchangin looks over his shoulder at the restaurant, remember that? (Heh)
Ya, I know you remember that
Just creep with me baby, it's cool
We can kick it, y'know what I'm sayin?
[Tech N9ne]
This song is dedicated to Brian B'zl Dennis
and all of the 57th Street Rogue Dog Villians
Real Riot Makers.
This one right here's for the Riot Makers!
The moshers! The stompers! The jail breakers!
We gon start this shit off right!
We got KCMO in the house tonight!
We gon start this shit off right! (Off right!)
We got Tecca Nina in the house tonight! (Come on!)
This is the moment for riders and thugs
Strippers in body bags, empassin violence and drugs
Poverty, a bunch of minorities die in the clubs
They say my music's makin 'em lose it, I write it in blood
This is my music for all my people missin my music
Keep listenin to it, and like I said, get a pistol and use it
Satan shot my homie Maintain with a missile and blew it
for the industry, cuz he was one of the truest..
I don't know why they keep pumpin it's somethin
Maybe in the music they wanna be bumpin
it's crunk and it's hella haterific
Throw your set up in the air is all the DJs really wanna play
when October is lookin bloody and Satanistic
Killas from everywhere listen to me when I be bustin shit
then turbulence, don't get nervous when I wreck arenas
Concert promoters in Honolulu don't wanna see me
cuz they say that Somoans will riot on Tecca Nina cuz I'm a..
RIOT MAKER! That's if you don't know... I'm a..
RIOT MAKER! They mosh at my shows... I'm a..
RIOT MAKER! And I come out bustin... I'm a..
RIOT MAKER! RIOT MAKER! I don't give a damn about nuthin!
I'm a sly dranker... I'm a skyscraper..
Riot maker
Hop in a mosh pit fa sho!
You push, you shove, you get elbowed!
Back on cuz this for Fat Tone and Mac Dre
all of the soldiers who got gone on that day
All my people's thats sittin in prison
this is for you so wont you listen to the shit that I'm spittin?
Fuck the law and the government they'll hymn yo ass up
They'll do everything in their power to get a fast buck
No right or wrongs, just killer bees out for your honeycomb
But you'll find out, when you bind out, you can be free if your money long
Ever been to one of my shows? Yeah, it might be crazy
In Ohio, that shit got a little too hyphy, baby
Stage diving and crowd surfing couldn't hold back
But they dropped her, now she's unconscious with her skull cracked
Now when this happened, it wasn't even during my set
They wanted me to give a sign to post up the hospital debt
When Travis told me we got papers, I thought he was playin..
This bitch is suin Tecca Nina for a hundred grand! Cuz I'm a..
RIOT MAKER! That's if you don't know... I'm a..
RIOT MAKER! They mosh at my shows... I'm a..
RIOT MAKER! And I come out bustin... I'm a..
RIOT MAKER! RIOT MAKER! I don't give a damn about nuthin!
I'm a sly dranker... I'm a skyscraper..
Riot maker
Stand back if you frightened!
Yeah! Get back cuz we fightin!
I'm a skyscraper..
That's why everybody in my path is trynna get a little piece of my paper
Man I swear, the Nina will never love them, plug them
when I'm rollin with Skatterman and Snug Brim!
[Skatterman]
It's Skatterman, cat, Strange Music's black sheep. (Why?)
Cuz I'm still countin money off the back streets
Every city, every show, I got to pack heat
This ain't no fucking rap song, check my rap sheet
I'm one of a kind, turn one into nine
Blow your head of your shoulders, dog, it's nothin but time
And I never raise my voice. You a bum, why should I holler on you?
With a whisper I can drop a couple dollars on you
Sss..sss... sick them rottweilers on you
Killers bustin out the windows of Impalas on you
A made man in the streets, I made grams
Wrote lyrics about my life, dropped an album, and made fans
Now I'm chillin on tour with the redhead wonder
Do 57 shows in a three month summer
Any deuce bitch ass nigga fuckin with Tech
gonna be found in some park with his nuts in his neck
[Snug Brim]
Like you ain't know, we put it down like this
Snug Brim, Kansas City, Missouri, uzi,groupies,doobies, and fins
Suzy Qs ain't no excuse for the sin
So watch your tongue, if you movin we come to shootin up at you and your bitch
You just assume you tried the shoes, they ain't fit
You never knew that I lose you off in the section with your dude in the ditch
Whether it's reppin dog, or movin them bricks
I keep it gutta little homie, look my records, see I'm doin it big
As you can tell I ain't no regular nigga... I'm filled with star qualities
I hang out with bitches thats naked... and watch the bra swallow me
It's always solo, you can't fake it.. so don't try ta follow me
You still can't get back up on your feet... You right back where you ought to be
I see you failin cuz Strange Music got it locked boy
Invest yo stock boy, Kansas City hot boy
It's really fuck a hata, some some weed, get ya papa
You can see me now or later, muthafuckin Riot Maker. Cuz I'm a
[Tech N9ne]
RIOT MAKER! That's if you don't know... I'm a..
RIOT MAKER! They mosh at my shows... I'm a..
RIOT MAKER! And I come out bustin... I'm a..
RIOT MAKER! RIOT MAKER! I don't give a damn about nuthin!
I'm a sly dranker... I'm a skyscraper..
Riot maker
We will... shut this muthafucka down
We will... tear up your muthafuckin town!
Since 1985... Six, six, triple eight, forty six, ninety nine, three..
Welcome... to Everready..
Enjoy
I got my face painted, crazed aint it
That a black dude lookin like he got a white tattoo
People thinkin that he way tainted...by evil
Treat you like fecal wanna beef you when they meet you
People perceive you to be lethal when you aint see through like tissue
I feel like the industry givin me vivid stupidity
When they distribute these fictitious sissys
When I rip it so serious and wickedly...No forgiving thee
When I claim the strange everybody tellin me I'm insane with bane
I'm an independent, talented individual,
But workin with the industry is a reindeer game
And they call me rudolph the red
They know I don't rip off the mic but I chew off the head
Spit it at the PDs and DJs and VJs who be gay
you fakin, you get threw off a ledge
If you tough we snuffing, Homie trust me nothing
Is worse than knowing your beautiful but get treated like an ugly ducking
So I'm Rocky Dennis, but I'm so polished nothing can stop me in this
Bad in the brain and the good is not replenished
The fakers who imitate me and mock me, finished
We check the mill, yes its real
Through Strange I dont need ya major label record deal
Chorus
Thats real people act a different way with me
I feel that nobody wanna play with me
Thats ill cuz they treat me like a stain on they clothes
The industry and my foes
They treat me like I got a Red Nose Red Nose Red Nose
They put me down and treat me like I got a Red Nose Red Nose Red Nose
Dont make me clown and have to go put on my Red Nose
They tend stray away from me because I'm different
And its been this way with me ever since I was an infant
Other kids were jealous, they say the look off in my eyes seen hellish
Never knowing later in life I would relish,
The thought of me ballin living my life and sell it
I blame it on program directors, go and request us no damn selector
But if you got a lot of dough man they bless ya, sure can depress ya
When you knowing that there aint nobody better mayne
Stuck off in the cold when the bad weather came
Now they gotta see me livin it up and cheddar gain
Coming from forever pain till it never rains
So I throw up the finger, to everybody who got a tore up demeanor
Thinkin that Tecca Nina was sho nuf a dreamer
But the flow is so heavy that it could show up Katrina
Now its time to take it, and you all must face it
Tech Nina is sacred, all you hating fagets couldnt see me with lasik
Red Nose, the leader so follow, you gotta get ready to get up and go is the motto
Made it through everything negative, bravo
The money thats coming to me feel like I won the lotto
Now I'm bout to put the slay on auto
Swoop down on the djs tell em all to quit the replays
Make em put Tecca Nina in the Sorado
Chorus
Thats real people act a different way with me
I feel that nobody wanna play with me
Thats ill cuz they treat me like a stain on they clothes
The industry and my foes
They treat me like I got a Red Nose Red Nose Red Nose
They put me down and and treat me like I got a Red Nose Red Nose Red Nose
Dont make me clown and have to go put on my Red Nose
I'm comin and drivin my short bus
With this nose I dont need to torch up
Bustin through like the industrys Porsche
coming after who didn't support us
Rip down it's bleachers I blew up cause my sound it ether
Underground up and found this creature
Not scared of a nigga with clownish features
I'm makin a name outside your mainstream
Real, it wasnt an insane dream
from the beginning I really came clean
You about to see Strange gleam, take it over in gain green
Strange Music and RBC along with Fontana we gon change things
Now its so funny cuz with money I can fly away
Or leave them haters off in the deepest darkest hide away
Why do they do me wrong? my music truly strong
Because I'm different all you cowards wanna shoo me gone
Yes this is Strange year, worldwide fames near
But the games queer, sometimes I feel like Rudolph the reindeer
And the music they said blows, is on top and the cred grows
You're gonna have to open up the door for the bro with the Red Nose
Chorus
Thats real people act a different way with me
I feel that nobody wanna play with me
Thats ill cuz they treat me like a stain on they clothes
The industry and my foes
They treat me like I got a Red Nose Red Nose Red Nose
They put me down and and treat me like I got a Red Nose Red Nose Red Nose
Dont make me clown and have to go put on my Red Nose
Now you know that i'll never give you anything that will hurt you right baby
So try this
Yeah
Yeah
You like that?
Chorus
I saw you back where we began
Then you took me for a spin
And Captivated brought me in and now
See I still watch you from a distance
Lost in you lose all resistance
Poisonous the way you took me out
Cause ahh you-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh got the best, of me
Cause ahh you-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh got the best, of me
Nina
Im like a walking drug
I can make your lady pop X
Want sex from a nigga like me
I can feel her nightly
Even make her fall off in love
Get away lost off in hugs
Stalkin blood for an awesome plug
This is addictive
Vicious and wicked slick talkin stud
I take good gals
Recruit um, pollute um
Put X in they wood valve
To shoot um
They chewed um up and true enough
They would be poppin, droppin, pursuin us
Plus screwin the crew an such
A ruined slut livin through a nut
That was then but now I see um
They be on the same shit
Brainless
Itchin to get that quick trip wanna be painless
I dont f**k wit it no more that I can arrange it
I was like Dracula attackin her when I give her game
Hella vein language
It was they choice to trip
I kept her moist and slick
Now shes an annoying chick
I started avoiding Ms.
Give her them toys and split
I polluted so many women with bad habits and drugs
I guess im poisonous
Chorus
I saw you back where we began
Then you took me for a spin
And Captivated brought me in and now
See I still watch you from a distance
Lost in you lose all resistance
Poisonous the way you took me out
Cause ahh you-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh got the best of me
Cause ahh you-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh got the best of me
f/ Don Juan
* send corrections to the typist
[Tech N9ne]
You want me to jam I'm finna enter
Brain waves came from insane days
Make ya sick like bad mayonnaise
(Tech N9ne)
Got the remedy rhyme
Infinity
Criminally tryin to be some shit
I crack you open like the youngest male Kennedy
Got the whole planet rockin off the low blows
Damnit I show flows and poke hoes that's supposed to be yours
Seekin my haters and in a dark alley tourmented by mine
Dodgin the (Tech 4x N9ne 4x)
Now here's a message
Liberace may Chocolatate'
take 'em I'ma rock na
Playa, do the fuck what I say
Throw ya souls in the air like this
Flash ya bar codes while I stick em
with another hit up out of the abyss
The Tech N9ne Nina out to find vaginas
Just the playa clubbin it, rubbin it
Lovin that crema streama, might seem a li'l extreme
My thing when I flips I got to make sho that it's hot
Gotta make the whole planet rock like this
[Chorus]
Here's my chance to blast away (Tech Tech N9ne N9ne *echoed*)
Haters causing friction
Party people, party people, can y'all get funky
(Who keep it sizzelin') Don Juan
(Who keep it sizzelin') Tech N9ne
Party people, party people, can y'all get funky
(Who keep it sizzelin') Don Juan
(Who keep it sizzelin') Tech N9ne
[Tech N9ne]
Call it what ya want it
Ghetto futuristic come get up on it
There's a bianc up in my sector can I bone it
Cause all we wanna do is
Get drunk, get blowed, spit shits, spark blunts and fuck hoes
We quick to beat a buster down bad
MidWest side put me in the sound lab
Now I'm hot damn like a ?????
I flipped it backwards for you flow snatchers
Blast ya'll
When you ask Nina to playin fast ball
Crash all
Glad y'all
Mad y'all
Cause last call was in the back of the club
Bangin da hell outta dis bad bra
On my planet we take no haters for granted
They Kris Kross
(10 seconds til lift off)
Be somethin pistol grips off
Ripped off
The techniques complete heat
Retreat 69 to 6 feet
Unique speeks freak tweeks
Never let the BCs can it
While the trooper Tecca Nina rock the planet
[Chorus]
Party people, party people, can y'all get funky
(Who keep it sizzelin') Don Juan
(Who keep it sizzelin') Tech N9ne
Party people, party people, can y'all get funky
(Who keep it sizzelin') Don Juan
(Who keep it sizzelin') Tech N9ne
[Don Juan]
I'm about the strippers in the back makin' ass hop
A Mitchell Bade tryna grip 'em like a pad lock
The Don Juan really never let the cash stop
The Tecca Nina make the planet rock
It don't stop
[Tech N9ne]
I got dat type of flow to make 'em make Scream 3
Six rappers being hunted by a killa MC
I neva killed a bianca with a 36D
A party with the bitches on my planet lookin crispy
Swiftly makin rappers do 360
(Never knew three sixes)
Other niggaz tryna diss me be
(Under these prefixes)
Non ill mouth
Functional (N9ne)
Rambuctional
Never let up off a heated mic till I'm comfortable
Rogue style
57, 56 street gang
Grips we gain
Anybody wanna trips we bang
Hit us with a what
Lyrical head splitter
Making hella hoes
Get a nut
Make 'em put the rolls
In their butt
Let a hoe be a slut
Negro never give a fuck
Why the attitude
Nina Ross
You got the sauce
Nigga I'm mad cause the Chiefs lost
I'm pissed off
In Kansas City
I'm straight from the abyss
Tech N9ne
I got the whole planet rocking with me
Whole planet
Rocking like this
[Chorus]
Here's my chance to blast away (Tech Tech N9ne N9ne *echoed*)
Haters causing friction
Party people, party people, can y'all get funky
(Who keep it sizzelin') Don Juan
(Who keep it sizzelin') Tech N9ne
Party people, party people, can y'all get funky
(Who keep it sizzelin') Don Juan
(Who keep it sizzelin') Tech N9ne
[Outro]
Don Juan makes the planet rock
Tech N9ne makes the planet rock
QDIII makes the planet rock
Triple Life makes the planet rock
Rogue Dog makes the planet rock
Costa Nostra makes the planet rock
Nnutt Howze makes the planet rock
MidWestSide makes the planet rock
[Chorus]
Party people, party people, can y'all get funky
(Who keep it sizzelin') Don Juan
(Who keep it sizzelin') Tech N9ne
Party people, party people, can y'all get funky
(Who keep it sizzelin') Don Juan
(Who keep it sizzelin') Tech N9ne
Imma put my best foot forward on This night, put a couple of hands of grease in my hair an in my eyebrows and now I'm tight.
I wanna be with a woman and just This one, but the taste of blood is still on my tongue.
If I could just eat food instead of her D boobs, I want this one alive when the morning comes...
Chorus
I just want to be a normal boy,
Just wanna be a normal boy.
If I only could just keep the women off my tongue, then she can be my number one lady.
I just want to be a normal boy,
Just wanna be a normal boy.
If I only could just keep the women off my tongue, then she can be my number one lady.
Oh please, oh please, oh please
Just give me just one more clit,
one more tit,
one more bitch.
What does I gotta do to get me fixed?
Cause I gotta have this one in my mix.
She's so beautiful I would slit
both my wrists
if she split
when she finds out that I'm so sick.
I eat women.
I really eat women.
They're really delicious.
I gotta be knowin so I can make her the Mrs.
I gotta date with her so I can tell her my wishes,
Even though I'm a beast but she don't know that I'm vicious.
So I meet her at her place and she's so sweet.
Made me dinner but really want her meat
From her cheek,
Maybe her feet.
I'm tring to be discrete,
but I really want to eat
her out completely.
Teach me,
to keep it away from her,
the eating and tape on her,
the chewing away fingers.
Once she feeds me I'm lovin me tasting her.
Can I just have a normal night?
I just want to be the man to live normal life
normal wife
keep her in the formal white,
but the psycho creature with the horn will bite.
It's almost sun up now.
I'm getting done up, wow.
Fellatio.
But I found out she was insatiable.
She wanted me to do her too,
don't want to see me through her view,
Cause I got on my knees,
started doin my deed,
But then I accidentally chew her out.
If you you see thunda
From a gun this is somethin that'll get the heat on ya
when she's under the sheets on the beautiful sleep numba
Don't no wake an yappin when she's in a deep slumba
If we share secret
And the scare, was equal to one of us gettin the chair do you swear to keep it (YES)
Meaning that under heat you wouldn't nare leak it
SO when your woman's in you're presence don't you dare speak it
Pillow talkin get you caught up an brought up on charges
Shot up a lot and departed, it's nothin short of retarded
Cause when you say stuff
And then you an your woman break up
You funkin because your mouth wouldn't stay shut
How could you spread that?
Can't believe you said that
Puttin my life in jeapordy definetely it'll make the feds tap-Bed trap
What you tell your lady can make you take a dead nap
Fluff up your pillow an lay your head back
Chorus
Be pillow talkin
Don't be pillow talkin (Don't say nothin)
Be pillow talkin
Don't be pillow talkin
My advice for niggas is this
You can never trust no chick
It don't matter how silky the hoe can stroke yo dick
It don't matter how slimy the pussy hole gone get
If a nigga talks to these bitches these hoes gone snitch
(SHiiit) I used to fuck this bitch
Had a husband with dope money an I had his snow bunny
Climbin the bed post
Feedin her dog meat
In love with the nine inch, so she steady calls me
Tells me she's leavin, I know the reason
She know where the guns at, the lock box keys an
The floor safe combo
But this here one ho, was this dudes bad news
Knock on the front door
A man in a police suit, a girl with a black tooth (??)
Get to the money she saw him countin in the back room
But it doesn't end hear, the man with the cop suit
Shoots at the bitch once, pops an drops dude
Chorus
I can tell you what the problem is
People try to be monogomous
Tell his woman a lot of shit
An he thinkiin he got a bottom bitch
Stop with the sentimental talks at night if you're pillow talkin then you oughtta quit
When the heat comes with the quickness, lookin for the witness man yo broad is it
How you wanna spit it?
I don't really get it
Givin your woman the power to speak in a minute
Speakin about a brotha wanna cover ya motha
with the nina but you the only one know I really did it
When it come back then you feel low
Because everyone know you aint real though
Cause them beans you spillin
You known for squealin an all you needed was a pillow
I shoulda did the dirt, all by my lonely
Like Trech say
But the company that you keep end up bein phony, so the tech spray
Never let no chick I hit get with that homie
Cause the next day, she seein right through me
Got them lenses on me, like an X-Ray
An I'm fed up with these rappers
Who be yappin to these groupies
They flash them a little coochy
Then you blab an try to reduce me
And it always come back to me
So when I come through strapped with an uzi
It aint like 'Damn why'd he shoot me?'
Usin the nueve name too loosely
Chorus
How could I be so down at a time like this, when im high like this
When the billboard charts when your major tours overseas when I fly like this
I've be thinking about the people that need me
They needy and all of the pain that I might miss
Sooner or later it seeks me reach me then bleed me, deep in the rain inside my pit
Im goin down now, because my mom frowns
In a research psychiatric center without her son around
And im deep off in this hole
When im out here rockin shows (they say)
I SHOULD BE HYPED CUZ MY LIFE IS SO ROCK N ROLL
But I feel like the Grinch mixed with Ebaneezer Scrooge
Let the fever ooze up out of me clouded me never eager to
Let up when im in an interview they probably thinkin they gonna hinder dude
Cuz he be lookin like he might offend the rule
Never intricate to remember blues
Because is always right here
With the henessy and light beer
Let it enter me and fight fear, yea
I know I quit but I started back
The homey called the gat
And my bodyguard Nicholas jus had a heart attack
Chorus
I'm sinking again, I'm drinking again
Drownin and Wildin you breathin' again
Is easy to sin when you bleeding within'
Needin the grin, cheese and recede in the spend
Lower than low, lower than low
Thats how I feel in the morning
Lower than low, lower than low
That's how I sound when you callin'
Lower than low, lower than low
Im high but feel like im falling im sorry but I feel lower than low
My smile is forced
My style is warped
Morale is corpse
Now that my really good pound is torch
I'm just gone with the wind & I'm home with the gin
To the dome when I spin
I'm a zone cause the phone must be roamin again
Another tone im alone now don't want me to spin
Time with I'm just mind this
Might find miss nine missed
I find my mind in this line dish
Dine quick not even a second for mindless
IN A MIDDLE OF A TIME WHEN THE MUSICS FLYIN I'VE DEPLETED MY KINDNESS
Low like the grasses, low like po folks on grass shit
I'm so below the casket, ragged pulse up the maggots
Why do I feel this illness, im lookin for somethin to come and kill this a little bit
I got my head in the hills cause the real shit is momma is sufferin takin pills with the stillness
And I feel it
I cant shake it
In any case my space is the basement
I cant erase my embrace of encasement
Im chasin hatred my taste not complacin
So as I go to the flo
The industry finally opened the door
But now im in the mothafucka all I feel is, low
Chorus
I'm sinking again, I'm drinking again
Drownin' & Wildin you breathin' again
Is Easy to sin when you bleeding within'
Needin the grin, cheese and recede in the spend
Lower than low, lower than low
Thats how I feel in the morning
Lower than low, lower than low
That's how I sound when you callin'
Lower than low, lower than low
Im high but feel like im falling im sorry but I feel lower than low
[Verse 1:]
It's time to get into some sin
You been listenin' to gibberish hits in the interim
Them are done cause hear me come
To make you stand up, stand tough, hands up, damn ya
If you don't get it get rid of it, trip if you diggin' it
I guess I got more than my balls and my word
I got broads in a herd chasin' this and all on my nerves
They got the illness, they feel this realness, chill bitch
I got a bed that's too crowded for you to come get in it
I spit that Tech sheiza off to y'all
It's crazy, even Michael Jackson said it's off the wall
I brought the sickness, big Tech's lidless, Midwest
I be the best don't forget it nobody can get with it
So when you see me in the spot, bow down trick
I eat, drink, sleep, dress, look and sound rich
So jump up, they pumped up, crunked up, everyone must
Stop with the jealousy with me the haters be rivvited
(K-I-L-L) E to the R uh dot
Just ain't fair, that when I pop up the spot be like YEAH
[Chorus:]
Killer killer, it's the gorilla, and if they feel ya
They screamin' like yeah, yeah, yeah
Like yeah, yeah, yeah
Mister, mister, quick to get with'cha
Chick if she get a whip for this
She be like yeah, yeah, yeah
Like yeah, yeah, yeah
[Verse 2:]
I'm back with the heat, and yes Young Fire produced it
With true spit, I get lots of relish with Strange Music
My crew's thick, deuce click, and guess who's with
Two chicks, in my lou of caribou sift
[? ]
Everybody in the party will lose it
Vodka and Mountain Dew is the new shit
Thanks to Icey Rock and Demonica, we honor ya
And I get so much money sometimes it feel like I'm wearin' a Yamaka
You cannot monitor my money I'll monetarily astonish ya
So what's with the bad comments and all the drama for
I can produce a picture
Stop with the truths that hit ya
I'm at the top but I can be poppin' and shootin' with'cha
Chip on my shoulder now, Mr. Nice Guy is over wow
To a ritzy and older style, from ditzy and gomer pow
Look at my checks swell, chicks with wet tails
Ready to rock it in my pocket, got the Trojan Magnum XL's
(K-I-L-L) E to the R uh dot
Just ain't fair, that when I pop up the spot be like YEAH
[Chorus:]
Killer killer, it's the gorilla, and if they feel ya
They screamin' like yeah, yeah, yeah
Like yeah, yeah, yeah
Mister, mister, quick to get with'cha
Chick if she get a whip for this
She be like yeah, yeah, yeah
Like yeah, yeah, yeah
[Verse 3:]
Tech N9ne, Yeah
I think they ready mang
Yeah, yeah, this is Kansas City mang
The industry's still punks, that's why they will slump
But when we [? ] drop all our records, we will dump
Havin' a good time to stackin' it with Travis we laid back
Doin' about a 150 with slaps in the Maybach
Haters of course you doubt, that I'm makin' a warped amount
I got Ozone, Murder Dog, XXL and Source accounts
So what's all the fuss about?
Killer in and remorse is out
Fuck [? ]
You heard that from the horse's mouth
It ain't coming from RBC, it ain't coming from Fontana
It's coming from Strange Music's don tana, in a calm manner
I say this in baritone, we come to get all cheddar
Hauntin' you in your dreams, you wake up screamin' in falsetta
MTV clipped me birthday bash show
I got fans like Cat Castro that'll boost my cash flow
MTV, completely we sick of it, you won't give a bit
Just look at my eyes, my blood, and my ligaments
You can see that Tecca Nina don't give a shit
(K-I-L-L) E to the R uh dot
Just ain't fair, that when I pop up the spot be like YEAH
[Chorus:]
Killer killer, it's the gorilla, and if they feel ya
They screamin' like yeah, yeah, yeah
Like yeah, yeah, yeah
Mister, mister, quick to get with'cha
Chick if she get a whip for this
She be like yeah, yeah, yeah
Ee Ah Oh Ah Ah,
That means I love you if you got a ass.
Yes, ain't no stoppin' there.
Let's go, let's go if you talkin' (like a player?)
Let's go
If your sittin at home talking to him on the phone,
And he aint't call without a style of his own.
You wishin' that you was gone, throwin back up, what's wrong?
You aint wrong cause you'd rather be with me in the zone.
Let's go,
Sorry, your lady has been taken.
You can find yourself in the mall with the flo' shakin'.
And I aint even the one that's bringin' her home to bake in.
You the one been talking bout kickin' my face in?
Let's go,
You can do whateva you go to,
My rebel persona, that got me dressin' red as I wanna, I had her, you're stronger.
The problem is you're dead as a coma.
You sickin' me, but I'm right here to put the medicine on ya.
Let's go,
Got 'em all frightened up, and tightened.
You might be too late to get fights in with the bison.
It's always 'citing, my ben's real (gelrighfin?)
I ruined your life when i produced a licencse.
Let's go
Coming through the dough, hella fast, never slow, got the cash, and the pedal to the flo'.
Let's go'
If you wanna ride, let me know.
We can slide on the low.
Whatcha standin there fo'?
Let's go,
You can hate cause I'm dippin' witcha mate.
Out the gate, let's roll, let's bounce, let's skate.
Let's go,
To the room, let's go to the left.
Let's go, Your boyfriend aint talkin' 'bout shit.
Post it up, squat low like a pig.
And know this patrol chasing whole motion nigga shit.
And i ain't gotta decide to proceed without a grip.
So we can just do it movin' if it's all on the bed.
Let's go,
They likin' the skinny jeans and tha kicks.
And Judy Wells.
But I ain't in the please and the trick.
I'm in the top.
With porche's and keys to a set,
So sit back and let the engine breathe a lil bit.
Let's Go,
But I'm highly in the hoochie holla are-o,
Money, all the beezy's got it from my uncle Larry-o.
Superstar to me when I'm playin' on your radio.
Addicted to Regina when she ain't a robbin' are-o.
Let's go,
Cut, cutty, cowoonie's best senario,
Kansas City to Oak,
My folks like Big Mac's dare-o.
Tell 'em it's raining game.
He's soakin' up every drank.
Gonna give you a party for the marry-o,
DAMN.
Let's go,
Coming through the dough, hella fast, never slow, got the cash, and the pedal to the flo'.
Let's go,
If you wanna ride, let me know.
We can slide on the low.
Whatcha standin there fo?
Let's go,
You can hate cause I'm dippin witcha mate.
Out the gate, let's roll, let's bounce, let's skate.
Let's go,
To the room, let's go, to the left.
Let's go, Your boyfriend aint talkin' bout shit.
Get down, gotta get down, girl.
Is you ready to roll?
Well shit, let's go.
Hit that KCM straight to the O.
I got that joke, sip that err.
What we call it fo?
I hit that err that got that urge to knockin' on yo do.
Get in this car. I'm a star, you aint noticed yet?
Look at these shoes,
Look at these jewels shinin' on my neck.
I spit that denim then I send em in the remover denim,
And once I get 'em, then I bend 'em, and I can't remember 'em.
I stay persistent and consistent when it comes to pimpin.
Your hoe gets sentenced from a sentance when it comes to repentance.
I go the distance when I hit your butt like I'm the midget.
Position touch it, position ship it, like I ain't in it.
The arms are touchin' we gonna hit that.
I'm suckin' and bustin', I'm tryna hit her tat.
She said her dude rang,
But really he's too lame.
Battlin' Tech N9NE, you know that we are too strange.
Coming through the dough, hella fast, never slow, got the cash, and the peddle to the flo'.
Let's go,
If you want a ride, let me know.
We can slide on the low.
Whatcha standin' there fo?
Let's go,
You can hate, cuz I'm dippin' witcha mate.
Out the gate, let's roll, let's bounce, let's skate.
Let's go,
To the room, let's go, to the left.
Let's go, your boyfriend ain't talkin' 'bout shit.
Let's go.
Party night to night alright you can come on in
You're good skinny jeans come on in
Tight shirt come on in
Ah that new rock n roll gay look, yea you're cool come on in
What's up man?
Hey man you can't get in here boy
What's wrong with me man?
Well can't you read the sign boy?
No French braids, No dread locks, No gold teeth… gold teeth
Aw you don't want no black folks in here huh?
Can't you read the sign? It says Power and White I mean Power and Light District
Look here man, how much it gonna take to turn this all white club into a nigga club?
Chorus
Let me in the door
If you say you hear me knockin what you standin there for
Who I gotta kill or sleep with
Cause I'm the world's best kept secret (Let me in)
Let me in the door
If you say you hear me knockin what you standin there for
Cause I'm the one that do that music
Ya feel but you still refuse this
Let me in the door
Right now fore my goons have to tear it down
We don't wait in line and we don't stand around
We in clubs and we draggin actin brand new
Actin like he never seen my face and I ain't got loot
They know I'm Cash Image
And I'm with Tech N9ne
And fore the club close the owner gonna respect mine
We spend a lotta money and that's the bottom line
Ten cars on chrome plus the neck shine
Baggy jeans on and J's worth a lotta bucks
And you ain't gotta know me
You can tell my dollas up
Poppin collars in the club
Turn the bottles up
And all the models in the club wanna follow us
It's Mr. Chevy man
You hear my song playin
And every time we in the club we be spending grands
First deny Tech then deny me and I was No. 1 on 103 for 40 weeks
Chorus
Let me in the door
If you say you hear me knockin what you standin there for
Who I gotta kill or sleep with
Cause I'm the world's best kept secret (Let me in)
Let me in the door
If you say you hear me knockin what you standin there for
Cause I'm the one that do that music
Ya feel but you still refuse this
Let me in the door
You say you hear me knockin so why you don't wanna let me in
But I ain't buggin so tell the cops to come and get me in
Complain about my shoes ain't really talking bout shit
Dude I spent like 350 on this outfit
NV ain't gon let me in
Seein as he actin funny with me
What it gonna cost me homie
I brought a little money with me
I don't wear tight shirts
My pants kinda baggy
KC hat tilted so now they wanna red flag me
I buy the bar every time
Point blank period
The doorman hate takin his job too serious
Me Cash Image with Tech and Kaliko
About big business so what I'm talking to a bouncer for
The women see me scream my name like the announcer spoke
They actin brand new this week so I'm about to go
To the block and bubble
And get plenty cake
I just wanted women and I don't like this club anyway
So fuck ya'll
Chorus
Let me in the door
If you say you hear me knockin what you standin there for
Who I gotta kill or sleep with
Cause I'm the world's best kept secret (Let me in)
Let me in the door
If you say you hear me knockin what you standin there for
Cause I'm the one that do that music
Ya feel but you still refuse this
Let me in the door
I get money from music and I like to spend spend
And when I hit the town they gonna let me ins in
But these other clubs gonna be trippin like I begin sin
You hear me knockin? Aw yea well let me in then
Cause NV ain't so friendly
They got a gay assembly of femmes
Who think the blacks be packin semis
That's why they don't sell no Henny
Stink butts who think bucks
But they don't know my bank account is like a Brinks truck
Could buy it any day
2.1 on a new building and lease
The N9ne has plenty say
The rhymin get me paid so I resign
Cause NV gay and plus NV stands for no vaginas anyway
They place me in lil weezy wee give no love
That's why when I bring Chingy in there and he peed in your club
Not in the toilet either (Nope)
You don't enjoy the beaver (Nope)
You'd rather plot on how to give a lil or the peter
America's clubbin phase two I erase you
My pants are too baggy even though I'm clean and I'm paid too
Orlando south races they treated me cold
And Lightening Strike and Power and Light won't let the Nina enter both
Whoa guess my Dickies the wrong clothes
Play my music but won't let me and my homies through the doors
Over one million records sold
Lots of money to fold
They should let me in any club in KCMO
And I'm the biggest tipper
Bartenders know me well
And waitresses love me
So club owners go to hell
You got that goal to sell
But you want this bro to fail
When it really ain't me cause is your destiny to go to jail
And when you be serving you might see work
On Club Nina when you walk up you might be hurt
You might skee skirt
Cause you ain't getting in if you ain't got a KC hat and a white t-shirt (HEY!)
Chorus
Let me in the door
If you say you hear me knockin what you standin there for
Who I gotta kill or sleep with
Cause I'm the world's best kept secret (Let me in)
Let me in the door
If you say you hear me knockin what you standin there for
Cause I'm the one that do that music
Ya feel but you still refuse this
Let me in the door
Only reason I even go to the club is so I can listen to some loud music
And drink holler at a Bianc
My neighbors be mad at me cause I be shakin the whole block with my system
So that's why I go to the club
I gotta work at the club
Take pictures and sign autographs
Ya know what I mean
I don't need to be in your club for real
And club dollars say I owe 'em 70 dollars I paid 125 dollars to get in
Why you trippin I just wanted to drink
So if 70 dollars is owed that means some cats were there after I left
Ya know what I mean ha ha put it on my tab
Where I'm at right now, I ain't got no tolerance for somethin stupid, or hatred, or envy.
If you bringin any one of those, How bout, Leave me alone.
They pray I'll free fall any day, Well I don't need yall anyway.
Negativity give me nay ya finna hear me say.
Just leave me right here with my henny, say my chicks an plenty pay.
Your boy Tech done blown, an still rep the home, but now I just wanna be left alone.
They wish death and my flesh and my chromosomes slept my songs, they need a little bit less Patron.
And they holler the weirdo, when I walk in the spot,
The zeros pissed cuz they ladies wanna swaller my hero.
They live in squaller and fear though they daughter come here though, she know I keep plenty Robert De Niro.
You punks will never get to see me let a tear go.
Started hatin the second I busted a mere flow. I just want you to get some gones, not near no.
Negative energy that is a remedy, hey yo listen here bro:
Chorus
Stay away from me
Please stay far away from me
Leave me by my lonely
Just let me be
Stay away from me
Please stay far away from me
Leave me by my lonely
Just leave me alone
The hood don't play me huh, Treat my strange music like rabies huh
They be sayin tech nina he crazy huh.
But you want me on your video
And cd.
You elementary rappers are straight remedial, A.D.D.
I'm in my own world partna, and you don't fit there.
All your tech hatred has got you soundin like a bitch player.
And this is to multiple haters and I swear it, ain't about a pass but if the shoe fit wear it nigga.
Its a size N9ne, wanna step inside mine?
It'll feel like you died tryin, and you will know that I can't buy time, for you to catch casper its high time.
You tried crimes against me cause you couldn't follow the guidelines.
They say respect your elders, you best go tell the lord forgive you cause whats next your failure.
Just leave me where its less your hell brah.
Invest your mail to somethin that sell cause the Tech don't smell ya, Tech gon tell ya:
Chorus
Stay away from me
Please stay far away from me
Leave me by my lonely
Just let me be
Stay away from me
Please stay far away from me
Leave me by my lonely
Just leave me alone
We be singular, numero uno ichibon.
They want my doom and my funeral, psycho bitch be gone.
Losin my lithium quickly this chick done hit me don, and bit me on my finger, tell Trav to get me bond.
Cause if it happens again, if it happens again, imma psssstst BOY!
I wish I had no problem with smackin a friend with a gat be snappin a chin.
But I got chicks that wanna get it in, for sure.
I'm takin all the crazy ho's outta my lady mode, I'm done with the oldies, nothin but new shit in my radio.
Leave me solitary cause the way she go is shady though.
It's later for there he go, no more Tech N9ne let the baby know.
All of ya need to try clit, and straight deny dick.
Leave us alone cause you mentally damaged, no try sick.
I wish I wasn't a star and the gentleman would die quick.
So next time you trippin,
I'll flip and hit you in your eye bitch.
Chorus
Stay away from me
Please stay far away from me
Leave me by my lonely
Just let me be
Stay away from me
Please stay far away from me
Leave me by my lonely
Just leave me alone
I know you dislike coming here
But what these sessions are for Aaron
Is so you can release all the hostility that you hold inside yourself
I just want you to relax
And keep in mind that this is a safe place
So feel free to curse, cry or any other emotion that might occur during todays visit.
These sessions are confidential
I am only here to listen and not to judge
I'm just here to help you bring the things that are bottled up within.. out
Fuck everybody, who doubted me
And said my movements a fallecy
I'm loud and these pussies don't even know how to be
This is the rowdy me
Straight malicious and clowdy me
Demons have crowded me and I really gotta get'em up out of me
Ya'll ain't ever known
What's really inside of my dome
Play like I'm weak when I'm strong
So I can peep the ones wrong
They obsolete 'coz I'm gone
This is a speech to condone
I got the beast in my bones
And Ya'll bout to reap the unknown
I had every woman you saw Tecca Nina hang wit
Most of there friends they see daily, I dug out and came wit
How can I do this 'coz my brain, it stay on insane shit
Never can a nigga say no names but it's hella pain to retain this
Black's the blood in my veins, how can I cleanse it and drain this?
Disaster was in my lane, but a nigga pinned it and framed it
After me know one thing, who remain on the Strange list?
Have to leave out with a bang, stuck off in the rain, now I hang bitch
Chorus
What more can I say to you?.. I
Talk until my face is blue.. I
Don't look like I'm crazy do I?
Do you feel me? (It's my last words)
What more can I say to you?.. I
Talk until my face is blue.. I
Don't look like I'm crazy do I?
Can you hear me? (It's my last words)
Talk about some of the things that really eat away at you..
like your career, your music
And don't hold back Aaron, 'coz again these sessions
are to extract the things that could possibly make you explode
When y'all listen to my music I think ya'll take it lightly
But I been raw since the beginning just ask my Uncle Ikey
He will tell you royalty's been planted deep in my psyche
All you peasants hail the king just call me AARON almighty
So when you critique my music you sound like fools to me
And I dont think you deserve to hear another jewel from me
The industry cheated me, repeatedly cruel to me
So now I act conceded guess you needed no grooves from me
I've had it, I'm tired mane
You niggas is fired mane
'Cause you know me and Travis was supposed to inherit thee entire thang
I'm normal, I've never admired fame
I'm just famous cause I'm a fuck up and ya'll desired pain
So don't talk to me when you see me
Awfully's how you treat me
Off of me, everybody leave me, it costed me never was it easy
So say goodbye to the bad guy a nigga dont have anymore to sell you
This might be the last time you hear a bad guy like Tecca Nina baby, let me tell you
Chorus
What more can I say to you?.. I (Yeah)
Talk until my face is blue.. I
Don't look like I'm crazy do I?
Do you feel me? (Supposed to be more than this man)
What more can I say to you?.. I
Talk until my face is blue.. I
Don't look like I'm crazy do I?
Can you hear me? (I'm outta here)
See I've been inside out
Ya'll heard the best of it
Got no more to give
There ain't no rest of it.. there
I'm all out there but ya'll don't care
I got no more to bare, yeah.
What more can I say to you?.. I (That's right)
Talk until my face is blue.. I (Fuck It)
Don't look like I'm crazy do I?
Can you feel me? (I gave everything I could give)
What more can I say to you?.. I
Talk until my face is blue.. I
Don't look like I'm crazy do I?
Do You feel me?
(I don't wanna hear nothin' else man, I just wanna
Go somewhere with my children, man
Disappear, like dear God
Make me a bird so I can fly
Fly far away from here
Tech N9ne)
(x2)
Threw her in the trunk
was tryin to smash,
get her cash
but her mouth was hella fast
so i threw her ass(in the trunk)
and even though she had a big plump rump
i threw her in and let the beat bump
(threw her in the trunk)
A...
2K11 ridin solo(err)
in the benz on twins hella low pro(err)
slangin cd's out the trunk for mo doe
my mojo said "a thick bitch" so i go slow
i pull it over tryin to get upon her bumper
wantin to crunch her
so i say baby new cd is a slumper
itll make the trunk thunder
girl your rump give me lumber
up under the sheets i can putcha in a real deep slumber
and she said fuck techa nina didnt feel her
did everything with in my power not to kill her
disrespectful bitch i really wish that i could grill her
light in my head said put her in the trunk man u can steal her
i put the hater bitch in a head lock
she flippin out
i popped the trunk she crunk
but i aint bout to chicken out
im sick and tired of bein nice lettin shit go by
she said fuck that tech nine bullshit so i...
(x2)
Threw her in the trunk
was tryin to smash,
get her cash
but her mouth was hella fast
so i threw her ass(in the trunk)
and even though she had a big plump rump
i threw her in and let the beat bump
(threw her in the trunk)
A...
im bumpin everythin that beat like gangsta shap
i bangs the rap in her ear till she gives thanks to that
never take a prisoner where you hang yo hat
imma roll around wit her in the trunk
pumpin that tech n9ne slump till the little bitch faint collapse
imma roll through topeka techa n9na will reach ya
if i gotta double back to eureka
crispy flows through my tweetas
bumpin this ring when i roll through atita
wait a minute i think this bitch is tryna kick a whole through my speakers
get my gun then i open up the trunk and said
get out the god damn trunk
get on your the ground take off yo belt
put it around yo ankles imma tie up yo hands myself
i just wanted to drinkand show u what the dong'll do
(spit)bitch(slap)what the hells wrong wit you
the hot sex was not slam dunked
rolled for hours then i stopped right off then ?brunk?
when a bitch talkin crazy like a lost mans chump
shode say i throw a bitch in the god damn trunk!
(x2)
Threw her in the trunk
was tryin to smash,
get her cash
but her mouth was hella fast
so i threw her ass(in the trunk)
and even though she had a big plump rump
i threw her in and let the beat bump
(threw her in the trunk)
A...
hours turned to days
days turned to weeks
had to drill holes in the trunk
so she can drink and eat
whatever i stuffed through the holes
hot dogs and hohos
kidnapped on the lowlow
spoke no moe oh no go slow there go the popo
i gotta ditch this b**ch wit the quickness
man i just remembered this benzo is lifted
from soho park
thats where im bout to go dart
let her no art for the evil bitch
and the brainless witch with no heart
it got so dark. (err)
(newswoman talks)
its been fun mama
fed her my catalog like atarol
fucked up in the trunk wit rump
is how i had her yall
in a ditch
walked back to the trunk
wicked is how i sounded
whispered... i bet that you love tech n9ne now bitch
(policeman talks on walkie-talkie)
Damn, my brand new Benz
thinkin' bout my so called friends
and why should I make amends when they crossed the nina and sin
again and again and again.
I love em dearly, but hear me, they burn severely
I'm weary to the point that I really don't want not one of them, none of them near me
Did trust you, but whats new for real
Yeah, I love you, but fuck you for real
Chorus
I love you but fuck you, I love you but fuck you
i love you but fuck you, kinda strange how you came at me
I love you but fuck you, I love you but fuck you
i love you but fuck you, things will never be the same with me
I love you but fuck you, I love you but fuck you
i love you but fuck you, kinda strange how you came at me
I love you but fuck you, I love you but fuck you
i love you but fuck you, things will never be the same with me
Met you at a rock show, November no Octo
Took pictures then locked yo numbers and then got low
Called you up a lot though, found out that you not ho
Several trips to my show, shot me with your cross bow
We used to kick it in packs, whites and blacks
triple stacks and fat sacks, we matched, we relaxed
to kiss but I never twist 'er, she wished for the better mister
I mixed the lady with my kid brother and miss, she became my sister
For a minute but then my lady started recievin' that snitch
by the nigga on tour, you wanna be the reason that split
You started believin that bitch in San Jose, you gripped what the damn ho say
You flipped like a man will stay, no trips, never sanjo pay
We dipped, used to play for you, even used to pray for you
never dap cuz you wanted to spit in my face, it was up up up and away for you
I hate this, I was real so why fake shit?
You lost her, so go fuck them bitches on myspaces
Chorus
Every show was a different face, but these two were from a distant place
Followed my tour got a quick embrace, never woulda thought I had to give them space
Father and daughter, loved me to death, never cared that blood be the set
Just lovin' the Tech, shrugs in regret when I found out papa kinda had the husband effect
Everybody seen it, but I didn't believe it. Everybody got it but never did I receive it
His dream was for me to fuck Miss Thing
But she looked fifteen, baby girl was nineteen
But instead of givin' her dick I rather give her ice cream
Now I'm trippin cuz her pops just tried to auction her off
but it turns out he was knockin her off. I had to stop and I cough
Cuz that daddy turned out to be the boyfriend
Guess he was gettin him a little bit extra when he brought the toys in
Ya lied to me, did it fuck wit the Nina, sure it did
Ya'll made me question what ya motive is
Don't cry Ally, but my temper was flared and scared also
To see ya guess I'll see ya in the crowd like Where's Waldo
Chorus
I love you cuz you married me when I needed therapy
Let me move in with you be my wife, you wasn't scared of me
But fuck you because you say, if you don't get a job today
better kick rock wasn't hard to say when you knew I rap my heart away
I love you cuz you sexy, love you cuz you beautiful
Love you cuz way back in the day, you thought that I was suitable
But Fuck You, you treated me, stupid and conceitedly
I wasn't very smart, but a genius you wanted me to be
I love you cuz you strong, I love you cuz your real
Because you forgave me when I cheated and popped them pills
But fuck you for bringin' up shit that happened years ago
Chances of us gettin back, its gonna take a miracle
You live in the past, I'm givin the gas and cash
How many niggas do that without you givin' the ass?
And I ask you what other nigga, would step up with the love to give her
G's in the house for you and the kids and even for your brother nigga
Enjoy the dough you get, cuz I don't owe you shit
You was unhappy wit me, so you split
You need to show me some love, ma, and I don't mean that I wanna fuck you
Just acknowledge me takin care of you because I'll, I..
Chorus
Verse One, I ain't never spoke nothin but highly about you
but you gonna believe a bitch you never met, that's hardcore shit baby
Verse Two, I mean, ya'll lied to a nigga
I mean, that was foul shit you did, man
I don't know what the fuck your motive was
but it hurt me real bad cuz I trusted you motherfuckers
Verse Three. I Know I fucked our marriage up
But you can't live in the past
You either gotta let that shit go, or let me go
f/ Lamani
* send corrections to the typist
Baby listen, I don't want to have to call you a bitch
But you can bet ima do it if you act a witch
Every time you see another woman, pitiful bitch
Better change before I get into some gangsta shit
Checkin my clothes for N-O's
You think im all up in dem hoes
Who love to be givin me demos
All up in my grill
You makin a villian say goddamn!
Baby what kinda nigga you think I am?
In the middle of a conflict with your nonsense
Where the calm went?
I read you like a book
And quite frankly bitch I dont like your content
Who gives a damn about a he say, she say Saint Jones replay
If it aint she say then its he say and he game
9 millimeter heat day
Every time I gotta come home to this
Why you wanna do this?
Never woulda hit it if I knew this
Never gave it to a celeberty
Better be down with a nigga wit a early 70's mindframe
You all about mind games
Mrs. Sherlock always tryin to find things
Id rather be behind you hittin it doggy style
So hard you get spine pains
Sluts, is a wonderful thing
But you gotta know im the nigga in they dream
Your friends say im a player
They wanna interviene
But they know they come at me they gotta terrible scene
They said I had a chick in the buns with the K-Y
Gettin high
My reply, yous a motherfuckin liar
Cuzz I was up in the hotel all in the jiggamapie
I didnt lie!
11/08/71 momma bring the gun
To this world and ever since it's been tons of fun
Leaving bitches stun off in their lungs, I cum
Hella sprung give it a slap on the buns then run
I got money mayne give me dummy danes
Make a honey drain a funny thing a tummy pain
All I want is sex drugs and rock and roll rappin'
Liquor' flocking hoes got the drop and lock it low
Haters can fuck off, flee with your tough talk,
This is no mercy, thirsty for blood and I bust off
I am the reason they find you stiff with your nuts off
Cut cross and busted off for yappin' too much boss
Rules don't apply to me America lied to me
So ain't no way you're containing this devil inside of me,
And your children they love it how I'm a rebel and rugged,
If it ain't about a way that I can clutch it tuck it motherfuck it
Chorus
Pat him down ( you can't get rid of me)
Melt him down (might as well let it be)
7 hounds( maybe it's in my blood)
Cash and Crowns (I'm everything you think you know)
I am everything you ever were afraid of
(A nightmare there we go right there)
I am everything you ever were afraid of
(Bury me bitch I am everything)
Yes I'm that one nigga
I'm gods son nigga
I'll fuck your brain, I'm insane,
I got him on the run nigga
This ain't for B.E.T. motherfuck the industry (punks)
I know my enemy the devil he can't control we niggas
I'm everything that you fear, I mean, I don't give a fuck,
(Hed) P.E. Techa Nina we fuck your pussies up
Your daughter disappears we fuck her in her ears,
Monster flow and I'm voted the nigga of the year.
Call me down, letting it loose
When I rip call it truce feeling good,
Feeling fine, hit him off every time,
Let em have it and I grab it; duck you down,
Lay you down when I'm pimping,
When I'm sippin meet me in the mid while,
So you think you fucking with it Kottonmouth,
D'loc kill him, when I get him watch me rip him,
Hold me down, watch me peel him
D'Loc said it now you know
Now you know D'Loc said it
Chorus
I'm a savage renegade terrorist infidel
White devil gentile born and raised in hell
I'm wide awake there ain't no need 4 no sleeper cell
I'm the bomb and the anthrax in the mail
I'm the side lock death pour the 'lectric koolaid
White Knight, voodoo magic I'mma black plague
I'm the blood that u drink from the poison well
The drug of choice
I feel you know me well
I'm the thug and he go bump in the night (catch me)
Rollin around town smoking a blunt or a pipe (it's me)
(Hed) P.E. Kottonmouth and Techa n9ne (yes we)
Insomnimaniacs, we're ruling the night
Just like Freddy Krueger or that psycho Michael Myers
How the demons come equip the so you better play nice
Like a pack of pyros always starting up
On the fire Suburban Noize and Strange Music
What you gonna do right
Chorus
If there is a final hour
Let's hope for a higher power
1 by 1 and 2 by 2
I have ammo what about you
Grandma told me the good book said
in the last days get ready for the ten plagues
1st the rivers will be ran with red
2, 3, and 4 dead frogs will cause lice and flies
sick livestock is 5 the living they must fight for their lives
6, 7, and 8 a boil storms a fire and locusts
9 is darkness so dark it's hard for you to focus
and 10 is death of the firstborn
If I said it was questionable the religions would make it a point
to get at me and battle me maybe have this verse torn
How will this curse form?
Well creationism and Darwinism
been at it forever bout at it I got nothing but hurt for em
Cause really nobody knows when you live then you die where your body goes
if it's Hell or it's Heaven
6 or the 7 well I'll keep the Nina for our be foes in a gamble
that's what life is and it's hard to handle
when the bible says worship this by the scriptures written by man though
So when man destroys us the word might not stand so
till that day I'm just gonna protect my fam with ammo
Chorus
Ive been looking for something supernatural for a long time now
but I never got proof that a spiritual realm existed wanted to find how
everybody sure of a supreme being, are people just seeing things?
wondering if we get wings, seems sick to believe in an extreme king
I know it sounds far fetched, every night i put knees on the carpet
then I pray to who's up with the star set
cause the earth in its self is a target
for destruction, for combustion
cause there ain't too many you can trust in
think of all the women losing their husbands
in Iraq a lot of killing and suffering
what i hope for, seems folklore
when the enemy kills and gloat more
cause they killing us off in this hoax war
then I wake up yelling and my throats sore
cause the fight's there, its a nightmare
if it come to me I'm in my snipe wear
if a bullet give my lung a slight tear
I wanna believe that the light's there
so all you Christians don't get mad at me
i just hope that your mystical, magical miracle's working catastrophes
and this ain't blasphemy, but artillery is my strategy
I hope for a higher power when i look at all these tragedies
Chorus
oh what a miracle, angels and demons
but the only miracle is that people keep believing
right hand on the bible, left hand on my rifle
keep that for my rivals and evil disciples
expand your mission, man to women
when they attack do you plan to give in
or do you do like i do and say praise the lord and pass the ammunition
people like us
piece and knife up
cause we got evil to sweep and wipe up
devils and demons and humans, irrelevant
if they lookin deceiving i bust
I hope that the higher power is watching over me
cause we young people don't see faith like most the older see
if he or she is listening
a mere sign can spark me
but if the laws in the bible are bogus
then prepare for anarchy
worst case scenario is there never ever was a higher power
so in the midst of chaos now
the only real savior is fire power
Chorus
We been doing this for a long long time now...
this music thing... and touring, y'know...
and still... I ain't met one person that could maintain righteousness
Know what I'm sayin?
A wise man told me evil was lurkin and if you found it
try your best to not put yourself around it
Cuz when you in it you tend to push it to the limit but
then when the sin beginnin you wish you would stay grounded
I went all over the world and I done been through it
at the beginning I knew I wouldn't give in to it
but temptation over the sensation
women I'm embracin, so many of them waitin
Contemplatin how to get fornication
and yo door when its late with the motivation of Satan
so they say, but things go they way
but its more then pay told her hey yo the phase for today
But lust it sets in, and crush your chest in
for dust your destined, if drugs are let in
Enough to nest in, probably make you punch your best friend
and next kin cuz you let s-e-x win
You mean to tell me you can fight this land
with brightness and walk the path of the righteous man?
Yo, I want to believe that, itching to see that
if a positive person can shake the negative feedback
that this life has to offer and its faster
What a disaster if you didn't obey the master
Cuz that's mutiny, it would be new to me
if you was on tour with Tecca Nina and you could be
Chorus
(Holy, holy) If you lived in another world would you
(Know me, know me) I know you be strong, but you been gone a
(While) I know you still my
(Child) So I'm pullin for you
(Hold your only) Your soul and if you know it wont you
(Show me, show me) You can see me if you look up for a
(While) Holier than
(Thou) So I say it for you
How can I move the crowd without losin out of my faith?
Lucifer out of the way (way)
Or maybe he don't even exist
I ain't gotta trip
Gettin hookers out of my system (get you out of my system)
See thats how he tricks em
Let em sip then a big ol mickey he slips them (I wonder why)
Music soothes the savage soul
People could lose or win, but lack control
Wish we could choose to live and fast the soul
We smashin women then bypass the soul
They believin everything we breathe in
Half of us is Jesus, the other half is heathen
And how we get that bad half out?
We pray the lord would cast that out
Hope you got blessins let them pass that out
When we travellin and pass that route
Keep us under their grace is the place where we had that doubt
Where I stand, its pointin at me, but its with my hand
I need you, you holier than I am, I am
Chorus
(Holy, holy) If you lived in another world would you
(Know me, know me) I know you be strong, but you been gone a
(While) I know you still my
(Child) So I'm pullin for you
(Hold your only) Your soul and if you know it wont you
(Show me, show me) You can see me if you look up for a
(While) Holier than
(Thou) So I say it for you
This verse was intended for a gospel rapper that we all admire
and he goes by the name of Da T.R.U.T.H.
All we wanted was a righteous man to lead us in the right direction
and maybe if he came we could change and regroup
So we laid it down and sent it hopin' we would rap wit us, track splittas,
Waited, and none of his people got back wit us
We kept callin' and they finally answered, when a month passed
We was prepared to do whatever, give it if he wants cash
but the lady who represent em would never send 'em a message from a secular messenger
Never be no nepotism, we supposed to be brothers, on the road to teach others
but the flow would be covered, don't wanna mess with Tech they know that we smothered
anybody who diss us, retire they weak flow
Cuz this is the pinnacle, nobody flyer than me, bro
If you didn't like it then I admire the ego,
And if they never told ya, then you better fire ya people
Cause fallen angels came for your help and then she pushed 'em
but Christians be the first to run they mouth about Muslims
but they always helpin in the hood, but y'all closed me out
y'all didn't even really wanna know what we bout
And we bombay, trippin on this on the don spay
and I had to spit on in cuz I couldn't afford Kanye
I needed help, your people showed me the wall
be lowly as y'all, I guess y'all wasn't holy at all... naw!
Much love to the gospel MC
J Blast for coming down in the midst of sinners to try to help us remedy our situation...
Even though most if his peers told him not to
cuz we secular MCs.
Thanks for giving me Da T.R.U.T.H. CD and bringing true Godliness to our circle bro...
God bless you, for being so...
Chorus
(Holy, holy) If you live in another world would you
(Know me, know me) I know you be strong, but you been gone a
(While) WHILE, I know you still my
(Child) CHILD, So I'm pullin for you
(Hold your only) Your soul and if you know it wont you
(Show me, show me) You can see me if you look up for a
(While) WHILE You're holier than
(Thou) THOU So I say it for you
(Holy, holy) If you lived in another world would you
(Know me, know me) Would you know me?
(While) WHILE, WHILE
(Child) You my child now
(Hold your only) Your soul and if you know it wont you
(Show me, show me) You can see me if you look up for a
(While) You're holier than
(Thou) oooooooh... yeeeeaaaah
* send corrections to the typist
Intro:
Tech N9ne in this bitch (Tech N9ne, Tech N9ne)
Bout to make em dance once again baby (once again baby)
But this time, Imma talk about one of my friends baby
(yeah) yo it's been long overdue baby (that's right)
Long Overdue (how we do it)
But you asked for it
So now I gotta give it to you, (give it to you)
Get Paid
Let me tell you a little story about this nigga I know
From the M and the O
A chemical nigga who says I got criminal flows
Imma set the record straight for a second
Everybody knows this nigga is hot-headed
And due for a mic checkin
You drew first blood in '94
Trickin with my baby momma
You know the one you called a ho
Imma let you know
That if you take it back to the past
When I was squeezing hella ass and playin hookie
You can ask my bro, He will let you know
Back then I shared my pussy
You was using music as a form of pursuing
Pussy sneakin in her bed and beggin for a screwin
Who the fuck is you foolin?
I can still make her make you put yo muthafuckin mic down
Straight interrupt yo show
And serve yo ass in her nightgown
Right now
Fuck the rappin, we can fight now
Tight style, Sell for miles
Change the name Vell to Vall
Call him Dame or Gal
Cause the way he came was foul
Nigga that's bitch shit
Tech N9ne you dissed it
But they missed it
Told me that you sold 200,000 with pride
But you lied, I don't mean to hurt yo feelings inside
But you sold 5,000 Nationwide
You a clown man
You niggas think I jokin, go check the SoundScan
All I wanna know is…
[Chorus]
Why this nigga steadily savin his flows for me?
(He wanna be paid)
And why this nigga basin his whole life on challenging me?
(He wanna be paid)
Fuckin with 56 Villain get you shot up
Midwest side will chase em down with a choppa
Muthafucka thinking Teccanina gonna chop up
Something wrong with his Medulla Obligota
(Verse 2)
This nigga struggling to be the better man
Why fuck around with a tech milla meter
When you know the nigga is a clever brand
Naw, I ain't never ever seen the niggas video
Cause It never ran
And you got the audacity to say Tech N9ne ain't a veteran?
Nigga, I wrote my first rhyme in '85 right
'86, '87, '88, name me Tech N9ne right
'89, '90, I was rippin hella shows, don't you even try cat
'90 through '99 equals 15 years and I done rapped with some of the best, Muthafucka can you buy that?
We recognize you wanna be the best rapper in Kansas City
That's small time
That's why yo shit will never be in the hands of many
My shit is clean and packs a punch pal
And yeah you right, yo shit's a sloppy hurl and drunk style
This nigga is failin in the biz
Bets step behind this
Don't know where his mind is
That's why the Nina's bout to tell it like it is
Tech Tech N9ne is
Kansas City's Finest
All I wanna know is…
[Chorus]
Why this nigga steadily savin his flows for me?
(He wanna be paid)
And why this nigga basin his whole life on challenging me?
(He wanna be paid)
Fuckin with 56 Villain get you shot up
Midwest side will chase em down with a choppa
Muthafucka thinking Teccanina gonna chop up
Something wrong with his Medulla Obligota
Yo, the fact is we both ain't makin no real money
And I'm blastin a nigga which makes the situation real funny
I'm beginning to see real deals, real scrill and real honeys
And you don't wanna get with a nigga that's sick makes you a real dummy
He said I worship satan and he worship god that's why we can't work
Nigga that's a cop out, bout to make yo eyes pop out when I whip my cock out
And say I seen you comin out of Roc house
This is the third round knockout
When you die and all ya piss, cum, and feces drop out
Tellin muthafuckas we bit (Let's Get Fucked Up)
From yo just locally hit (Bounce, Bounce, Bounce, Bounce)
Knowin the shit that we spit (Make bitches wanna fuck)
And make niggas get on they grit (And yo shit don't)
We officially bumped heads at the Lou Ou
Niggas are through now
Who growled at the Holy Temple Bandits Crew style
Niggas are too foul
Sole and Tech, and you can bet you'll never see em wet
You sound like Chuck Rock, with a little bit of DMX
Now Imma end this by sayin Regime Life and 56 Vil
Said Tech rappin on his shit payin for him and his kids meals
I feel bad for the nigga, so Imma let it out
A gift from me to you, Ex-Cousin, Retalliate and go get breaded out..
[Chorus]
Why this nigga steadily savin his flows for me?
(He wanna be paid)
And why this nigga basin his whole life on challenging me?
(He wanna be paid)
Fuckin with 56 Villain get you shot up
Midwest Side will chase him down with a choppa
Muthafucka thinking Teccanina gonna chop up
Something wrong with his Medulla Obligota
Fuckin with 56 Villain get you shot up
Midwest side will chase him down with a choppa
Muthafucka thinking Teccanina gonna chop up
Something wrong with his Medulla Obligota..
(Outro)
NIGGA!
A gift from me to you, this what you wanted, retalliate and go get yo bread
(blows kiss)
I didnt wanna fucking do this song, for real
But I wouldnt be real if I didnt
I be sittin by myself and thinkin, mamma what have I become
All I wanted was a family, but when I look I be the only one
Losing everything but money, everybody left and I dont even get to see my young
Only happiness I get is in the studio or when I get to do another run
On the road, doin shows, get the woes, when it slows
gettin cold, getting old, but the flows, gettin sold
I've been doin this a minute but I think I wanna end it cause I'm on a higher level when I go
But the music I be doin it, be losin, make it hard for me to grow
All I wanted is a family portrait, see my babys on a ranch with horses
But I was fucking devil bitches in corsets. I was livin really good but I torched it
I'm sorry ms jackson, I'm speakin for real and I never meant to make your daughter cry
But I guess I'm a failure with women and I'm lost and I feel like I ought to die
Feel like I'm rotting away, my life is just off in the grey
How much does it cost I will pay, to lay, and be off in a coffin today
I mean off in ashes, this life ain't after a classes, If I get blasted
This is Suicide Letters all over again, I thought that I passed it
But I guess that I didnt, cause this one is written and there is no mending
When I'm broke I'm a joke, when I croke I just hope I wont be descending
But this ain't a joke, I want you to know that Tech ninna is never pretending
Alone in my bed, a gun to my head, asking WHERE IS MY HAPPY ENDING? Ya
Chorus
Tell me how it ends?
What about me? Where is my happy ending?
What about me? Is this a life worth living?
You know how it begins, but how does it end for me?
Will I ever win, or does he have it in for me?
Will this stop before I stop breathing?
Is their lighty, in this dark I'm seein?
Chea, I put my life in this music, nina is inside out
I set my heart out for people, they know what the inside bout
Will they keep feelin ninna forever, this I doubt
Can never cry for help, if you listenin this my SHOUT
I'm searching for the passage way to happiness
But i'm wordly So I have to lay in nastiness
Yes, this is Strange year, worldwide fames near, but the games queer
Sometime I feel like I'm rudolph, the reindeer
But instead of a red nose, I stay in my red clothes
And the music they said blows, is on top and the cred grows
Can you ressurect a mother fucker that feel like he pose as a dead soul
Deteriorate to an inferior state almost equal to bread mold
Now as my head goes, wish I could shed those
Because all the time the ninna was shorted, what I bled froze
So now that I'm cold blooded, and hella sick is what the med shows
The tread slows, and dont even think you reviving a dead rose. Chea
Chorus
I'm on the verge of insanity, but I'm competant
I'm breakin so I pick this one to vent
The reason I look away when you talk to me my brain is producin evilness
I'm drownin in 151 and rumble ments. Thats how I feel
I sit in the mirror with this gun and practice how to kill
But I know damn well that the people like me really wanna know how to chill
This life is about a check, about a number about a bill
Think about all the love I lost cause my quest is about a mill
I feel like your stupid, dont talk to me I'm crackin up
And I dont mean laughter I'm full of bitterness and its backing up
And I live with angles, but lately demons been shakin up
Tug of war with my spirit, you see the blood I'm hacking up?
I love my kids and my fans inside I sob harder
Cause you pay the price for my life and its right like Bob Barker
And I wont pretend its ok I'm no facade starter
So I guess my only happy ending is in a massage parlor
Chea
Chorus
To all the girls that I loved before
I only wanna love ya more
I know it sounds shady, lady
[chorus:]
Girl crazy
I know nobody can save me,
From spreadin my crazy love
I'm dippin out with your lady,
To give her some crazy love
Ain't tryna have no more babies
So come for my crazy love
Enough to make her go crazy
Cuz I'm all about crazy love
I was born Aaron Dantes Yates
Now This song for Aaron Dantes mates, wait
IF you ever been with me
Had some sex or even kissed me,
Spend some years with me or even a quickie, trip thee
The way I handle the beast In me the peace in me and equally I cheat to say the least women are weakenin' me
Since I was a little fella, when I meet a female-a issabella,
What the hell not 1 but its more like 12 let me tell ya
Hella Bitches love me once then love me again,
While ya lovin me I'm lovin your friend, ya'll just lovin the sin,
And all that tech time you lovin to spend, but I ain't tryna be no husband again
Look at all this mud that I'm in,
And all this dirt that I do and this hurt put on you its true
Worse them pepe la pue what it do
To my ladies I remember the message I sent to ya I know ya think I'm a friend to ya but I'm tryna put it up into ya
[chorus]
A challenge a ghetto my uncle explained it to me, What
Kick it with bitches the picture that he painted for me
Now that I'm a G I'm bout to go in to depth got low when I crept
What a bitch you niggas ain't no when I slept (with who)
Sanya Tanya Vanya big booty Sandra Wanda Landa Ronda Manya V-neck and Anya
Anxious to feel the pound between em
Kiss the crown of my wiener
Once you lay down then you're stuck with the killer clown the Nina
Witness my sickness this itches for the bitches with the quickness
Kisses for misses is clique is suspicious that I hit this
What he really don't know I had the most ludicrous fling with his girl
I think the female is really the most beatifulest thing in this world
They take off their shirt take off their bra
Then let you take off their skirt and panties keep a nigga in awe
In between em such a freedom is lovin monster sin
For them to let you inside them is a fuckin compliment
[chorus]
The Homie say for true he's sick
Cuz he choose these chicks
On the road I let them Sut min pik
They telling me I show my wife no fidelity and lost it
Literally my way with women has cost it considerably
Bitter is he who loved then lost with the grudge and cross the moss
In the land where the word lost is boss
So we quest for love and flings with the finest this life can bring to ya
True you two have a thing but ill never ever be singular
Guess you can say it's the angel in me
That got these bitches havin dreams of mangling me
(I know it hurt and sucks for women when they let me thrust within them )
Why do they lay with the snake
(but cant there stop there lust for venom
But you will not forgive me baby you gots to admit we crazy)
Cuz you bring me your light and im just so ditz and hazy
My heart is massive but they want my dick
Bitch you aint never felt no shit like this so give me a kiss
[chorus]
Ooo way ya oo way ya heeeeyy ya
Chorus
I'm talkin 'bout ghetto love,
Girl dont keep me waitin for that
Ghetto love! talk bout misbehaving.
Because when I get you home in the sack and when I give it to you,
Give it back give it back give it back give it back give it back naked ass
Im talkin bout socks on, socks off, get my rocks off. big old back end, wax on wax off.
You can have it however you like, thin or go bad make it sure the cookie monster is tight.
Ginseng make ya swing from the chandelier , I know I sing but its a real man standin here.
Now that I think cackle
Lay on your back girl, ill have you thinkin im the king of the world!
When I put my thing in ya girl!
Im pullin micro-braids and weaves out, blowin backs and knees out,
Have ya screaming kali baby after that your knees out.
predator lookin for a black and decker pecker wrecker
Better than bed and head and make me wish I never left her.
Hey! dont tell your girl friend how I beat it up and your man;
He so cold to ya and I heat it up.
Let go your inhibitions, reservations: swallow them.
Get some ghetto-ness give it to you at your mom and dems.
Chorus
Have you ever all witnessed the 'just been hit with a dick' stature?
From a nigga like me who licks it then hits in it after.
(ohh) in your cervix servin you some of this summer salami,
Work up a sweat from passionate sex like performing palates.
Ghetto! im lex-er than steel when it comes to real sex in the pill,
No step in this fill if you scared of catchin a di-lzn-ick.
Real spit, or do you prefer lil' dick?
She said 'no I likes it nice and hard to bring the real shit'
And ill be commin (commin) from around a corner with a box of magnums to put it on ya.
Backpack and newports with third patron ya never hear kutt calhouns a loner.
Im not sincere, not me from the bottom of a bad mother fucker named sascha fears
Drink (drink) your kool-aid with a booty naked aint nothin but some mother fuckin sex in here.
(I) beat the koochie, (I) treat the koochie, (I) never heard a bitch call me a pussy,
(WHY) aint seducing shutem up quick, makem cover up dick like shes a hoe.
Tellm kutt just what you like little mommy and we can settle up,
We'll have you twitchin, feinding, and constantly thinkin bout my ghe-bout-bout my
Chorus
I want you to pop it and dip then upswing your hips, back it up and dont trip,
Let your back bone slip, spin around get a grip, of the pole and then flip,
Baby thats the way you strip, heres your tip, not on the lips
(hey hey) the ghetto be missin me, I had an epiphany,
I need some ghetto lovin so I get what their diggin me,
They sniffin and kissin me, 'wanna split with me? all in favor say yes,
Is you is or is you aint my constituency?'
Heimlich, all over tech n9ne dick, imma bark and grind this,
'do you know your beautiful and your fine miss?
And you two you three find this, well we never be minded,
I love big behinds, call me your highndness,
'hey mister mercatroy I love when your workin;
You're twerkin that ghetto booty even makin suburban boys,
Make alot of suburban noise, got money in my pocket like im a turban boy.'
So after your koochie crusade, you know she ghetto if she come and bring you kool-aid (ohhh yeahh)
Chorus
I'm talkin about pole slidin, lap dance ridin,
Do something strange for some change if your buying,
But big strippers make big tippers, show no thankful for all their booty you give us.
For just a drink or two, she'll make and wink at you.
Drain your change till she think you're through,
The ohh she gotcha booty bopper, oochie wobbble watch ya while she callin you poppa.
The urge to push to thrust I mean to shove takes you back to the ghetto, for some...(ghetto love....)
Get the fuck outta here (Nine)
Get the fuck outta here (Popper)
Get the fuck outta here (Wall)
Get the fuck outta here (Yeah)
I'ma spitter,
You other cats beyond litter
Thats probly why you jus penny pushin and
im bigger, so you hate on me cuz you like paper and im gritter,
wit 2 biancas up on my arms like John Ritter,
My goodness is they talking shit again?
When I been player on the day I became a U.S. citizen, haters keep witishin,
i'ma take a lost but im finishin,
Killer but skriller jus like Percy Miller no limits then.
I aim for digits,100 percent of my people came to get it, he used to be bigger but then became
a midgit, tookin out the game livin lame and liviage, so we gotta hate on the next man cuz he
aint got the money, we left him at the bottom now he's a x-tech fan, get the fuck outta my face
im willin it's not a mistake you gotta be hot like me sittin here watchin me expand.
You take falls I take her and take drawls, they give you the wait stall, they give me the mate
call (ooooh baby), you yay tall, loves is me but hates yall,
thats why ima take all, with pop in the greatwall.
Chorus
If fraud is what ya sellin
Get the fuck outta here
when they lie you got to tell them
Get the fuck outta here
If they steppin up to me wrong
Get the fuck outta here
You aint got to go home
But get the fuck outta here
Tellem what to do (what)
Get the fuck outta here
Tellem what to do (what)
Get the fuck outta here
Tellem what to do (what)
Get the fuck outta here
Tellem what to do (what)
Get the fuck outta here
I stay in the zone like 28's in a baggie, a veterin stands here rookie niggaz adies (yes sir)
Grab these shove your middle fingers in the sky,
tell it like it is when I rap so yeah I identify, start from the ground foumulated enterprise,
Get outta here before you get punished and pentlize
I been advized to stay in dis lane hommie, I swear when I rap I say its not a thang for me,
im icy im shinin although I aint got no chain on me, even when im inside of dis booth I keep my
thang on me, and when it rains on me I dont complain hommie, eleminate the probs so I don have
to strain hommie I talks a bunch of shit the haters wanna flame throw me, rappers aint got the
balls or the God the place they aims on me,
Get the fuck outta here tellem waul told ya,
Its a done deal to everyone of you soft soulja's.
Chorus
I do this for my partners standin out there on da block,
And I do this for them haters on da
side line that not dispite what dey be sayin I jus cant seem to stop gettin dis guap I got
alot partner im almost to the top, I gotta a and cop a new watch a fresh grillz and new
clothes, im tryina comeback candy load sideways on fo's I gotta get that bread and trow money
over these ho's, cuz my friends be tellin these ho's harsh words leaves to blows, they mad at me
cuz im da shit while they jus shittin, and I get up off my ass whle they jus sittin they upset
cuz im getting bread while jus layin in bed even though I started at the bottom ima 100 miles
ahead they still be talkin bad on me tryin to scandle my name cuz im the main man but they
washed up down the drain they hate cuz they hate but please dont make no mistake yeah they not
me they cant stop me cuz im paul waul the great baby.
Chorus
* send corrections to the typist
[Intro]
Tech N9ne in this bitch (Tech N9ne, Tech N9ne)
Bout to make em dance once again baby (once again baby)
But this time, I'ma talk about one of my friends baby
(yeah) yo it's been long overdue baby (that's right)
Long Overdue (how we do it)
But you asked for it
So now I gotta give it to you, (give it to you)
Get Paid
(Verse 1)
Let me tell you a little story about this nigga I know
From the M and the O
A chemical nigga who says I got criminal flows
I'ma set the record straight for a second
Everybody knows this nigga is hot-headed
And due for a mic checkin.
You drew first blood in '94
Trickin with my baby momma
You know the one you called a ho
I'ma let you know
That if you take it back to the past
When I was squeezing hella ass and playin hookie
You can ask my bro, He will let you know
Back then I shared my pussy.
You was using music as a form of pursuing
Pussy sneakin in her bed and beggin for a screwin
Who the fuck is you foolin?
I can still make her make you put yo muthafuckin mic down
Straight interrupt yo show
And serve yo ass in her nightgown
Right now
Fuck the rappin, we can fight now
Tight style, Sell for miles
Change the name Vell to Vall
Call him Dame or Gal
Cause the way he came was foul
Nigga that's bitch shit
Tech N9ne you dissed it
But they missed it
Told me that you sold 200,000 with pride
But you lied, I don't mean to hurt yo feelings inside
But you sold 5,000 Nationwide
You a clown man
You niggaz think I jokin, go check the SoundScan
All I wanna know is.
[Chorus]
Why this nigga steadily savin his flows for me?
(He wanna get paid)
And why this nigga basin his whole life on challenging me?
(He wanna get paid)
Fuckin with 56 Villain get you shot up
Midwest side will chase em down with a choppa
Motherfucker thinking Teccanina gonna chop up
Something wrong with his medullah oblongota.
(Verse 2)
This nigga struggling to be the better man
Why fuck around with a tech milla meter
When you know the nigga is a clever brand
Naw, I ain't never ever seen the niggaz video
Cause It never ran
And you got the audacity to say Tech N9ne ain't a veteran?
Nigga, I wrote my first rhyme in '85 right
'86, '87, '88, name me Tech N9ne right
'89, '90, I was rippin hella shows, don't you even try cat
'90 through '99 equals 15 years and I done rapped with some of the best
Motherfucker can you buy that?
We recognize you wanna be the best rapper in Kansas City
That's small time
That's why yo shit will never be in the hands of many
My shit is clean and packs a punch pal
And yeah you right, yo shit's a sloppy hurl and drunk style
This nigga is failin in the biz
Bets step behind this
Don't know where his mind is
That's why the Nina's bout to tell it like it is
Tech Tech N9ne is
Kansas City's Finest
All I wanna know is.
[Chorus]
Why this nigga steadily savin his flows for me?
(He wanna get paid)
And why this nigga basin his whole life on challenging me?
(He wanna get paid)
Fuckin with 56 Villain get you shot up
Midwest side will chase em down with a choppa
Motherfucker thinking Teccanina gonna chop up
Something wrong with his medullah oblongota.
Yo, the fact is we both ain't makin no real money
And I'm blastin a nigga which makes the situation real funny
I'm beginning to see real deals, real scrill and real honeys
And you don't wanna get with a nigga that's sick makes you a real dummy
He said I worship satan and he worship god that's why we can't work
Nigga that's a cop out, bout to make yo eyes pop out when I whip my cock out
And say I seen you comin out of Roc house
This is the third round knockout
When you die and all ya piss, cum, and feces drop out
Tellin motherfuckers we bit (Let's Get Fucked Up)
From yo just locally hit (Bounce, Bounce, Bounce, Bounce)
Knowin the shit that we spit (Make bitches wanna fuck)
And make niggaz get on they grit (And yo shit don't)
We officially bumped heads at the Lou Ou
Niggaz are through now
Who growled at the Holy Temple Bandits Crew style
Niggaz are too foul
Sole and Tech, and you can bet you'll never see em wet
You sound like Chuck Rock, with a little bit of DMX
Now I'ma end this by sayin Regime Life and 56 Vil
Said Tech rappin on his shit payin for him and his kids meals
I feel bad for the nigga, so I'ma let it out
A gift from me to you, Ex-Cousin, Retalliate and go get breaded out...
[Chorus]
Why this nigga steadily savin his flows for me?
(He wanna get paid)
And why this nigga basin his whole life on challenging me?
(He wanna get paid)
Fuckin with 56 Villain get you shot up
Midwest Side will chase him down with a choppa
Motherfucker thinking Teccanina gonna chop up
Something wrong with his medullah oblongota
Fuckin with 56 Villain get you shot up
Midwest side will chase him down with a choppa
Motherfucker thinking Teccanina gonna chop up
Something wrong with his medullah oblongota
(Outro)
NIGGA
A gift from me to you, this what you wanted, retalliate and go get yo bread
(blows kiss)
(conversation)
[1st vesre]
The definition of blowed
Is indo by the load
Chronic munchies got me on the comode
When I unload lets role
Cloudy outie
Like I'm Maui
Wowwy Zowwy
Sparkers on me homie
This weed is like nocatomi on me
If you want it you can have it be that
Hundred sacks and nut sacks
Plus phat splats from flesh gats
Only hay waistin
We both high
This is game so let me tap into your horny playstation
I'm Techa so I wrecka of course
Happy like I won the super trivecta divorce
Fuck whenever cause I'm HELLA HELLA
Lifted I'm HELLA HELLA
Chronic hella sonic
It's like I take a hit of hydro ponic ironic
Not Atlantis but I'm here to remind you
That I'm on canibus ALCOVE
Without a turn of ALTO GROUCHO
Unless I get some biancas to let me give 'em something
To open they MOUTH FOR
BOUNCE YO, fat ass to the rhymes I flow
My beats pound for blocks
From Grand View to Granot
Lets get wicked like mixin liquor like dark rum and gin
Faded fuckin on the only pile of twiny twin twin
[chorus]2x
Lets get drunk, get blowed
Spit shit, spark blunts and fuck hoes
Y'all lets get drunk get blowed
Nigga role to spot wit plots to fuck hoes
[2nd verse]
Lets role to a spot
Where cops dont flock
We can all get out sex and smoke pot
Talk of bendin the reefa
You can leave it wit beaver
Cause I'd rather be fuckin smokin Hawiian setiva
Comprende?
Even nubers in L.A hellacious
Bags ya bud when you go grecious gracias senior
This is bomb C4 me gone
If the bud is fire say "Yes Simon"
On that one-fifty-one rum liquor
And plus that lime green sticky shit B's a kicker
It makes me wanna ROLE BUD, ROLE BUD
And fuck a bitch wit NO RUB, NO RUB
Siked ya
When it sikes ya hype ya pipe to lighter
Might ignite a snipe to swipe a viper
Only when you dippin is wet
But the only wet I'm dippin in is vagina if it don't smell like salmon
Crockets I'm in the zone passed gone
Be actress if ya comin bring ya silly ass on
Lash on
Leave Mitch behind
He's pissed at mine
Cause I'm nice
Plus I am cold as ice
[chorus]2x
[3rd verse]
You hoes tokin buts
Cho's chokin nut
So go soke in ya pity you mo smokin slut
Greed another devious seed
Nigga role nigga dont you know
I stick many on cause pussy stampede
It's who dis
Packin poison mistic dick
For you no good freaky a trick bitch to get wit
Got peak, and the dick, no the bitch don't really wanna give me none
That's cool, punk bitch
That's why you minimum wage and bitch stuck at Cinabun
Who this twisted "click" in you face in your face muthafucka
Youz a sucka if you touch us we brothers
We straight ruckus wit Nina
Nigga we bout to get blowed
And role to a spot wit plots to fuck hoes
[chorus]2x
ad lib until the end....
* send corrections to the typist
[Girl] Only if you promise to smack me goddamnit
[Tech N9ne] I think I'm gonna do the uhh.. hook on this one. Yea
*Tech and girl moaning*
[Tech N9ne] Ok, turn around so I can hit it from the back
[Girl] No
[Tech N9ne] Come on!
[Girl] I don't want to..
[Tech N9ne] You don't want me to hit it from the back? Come on! BIANC!
[Tech N9ne]
I like to hit it on flip
Don't trip
I make it worth it
If you nervous I got the service
That'll make you work it
You deserve it
A sex spot
To flex wet spots
With grip
Stressin' now cause ain't nobody throwin tips
Ya hips
So amazin' I'm gazin'
You blazin'
Praisin'
That I'm no longer shriveled like a raisin
I'm stone - hopin that ya homegirl I entered is
I'm down, even if the ??'s degenerous
I'ma clown the punana
Pound the pupan
Hate it like a croutan
Wise words from ?God Zoutan?
The flip baby
No gip baby
Nina like the way you strip baby
No way you dip ladies
See me in your city be ready
When I'm looking for some fun
I be coming at ya
Five hundred worth of 1's
Just the trick off
Gather ya oils to lick off
You and ya homegirl rollin' with me, jerkin' my dick off
Not a rip off
Just gettin' it tossed
The lip gloss
Ya lips lost
So deep in it they callin' me the pit boss
I'm lovin' it the way you got me shovin' it
? Slip-slide. Watch yo ?
I cried when I hit it on the flipside
(Chorus)
[Girl] Which side
[Tech N9ne] Flipside
[Girl] This side
[Tech N9ne] Ladies so I ? die
[Girl] That's right
[Tech N9ne] Ain't nothin' thick about the way I like it
The jiggle making me fizzle when you make it make it wiggle a little
Stay on the Flipside
[Girl] Which side
[Tech N9ne] Flipside
[Girl] This side
[Tech N9ne] Ladies so I ? die
[Girl] That's right
[Tech N9ne] This ain't no ballad talkin' about how I'm in love
This is strictly for the strippers in the club, on the flipside
[Tech N9ne]
Meet me in Las Vegas, I'm stayin' at the Grand
Keys under Nina when you be fightin' with yo man
Into it - no undees
Get ready to bungy
jump me
Knew you meant business when you ripped out my aubercumby
Hormones hungry
Like to get me down under like Crocodile Dundee
Keepin' yo sex weapons from me
I'm grungy
?? I'm freaky like zombie
Yellin Tech N9ne I love the way you done me
And then I'm Solomon Grundy
You's a flower when I killed it
You wilt it
Who got power
Call me (Deep Space N9ne)
Cuz I rocked 'em all
With socks and all
Y'all 'iancs, I hit the lots of y'all
Slots
Show em, show 'em what you got
Girl you makin' it hot
Non stop
This game is silky
I hope you milk
I'm fiendin'
Not killin' me cause you can't touch my vibe
If you jockin' Kenin
I fly in semen
Ya cryin' ?
It feels so well
Get chills in Hell
Screamin' demon
Before you nut up
I want you to shut up
And give it to me face down, butt up
I just die
When I hit it on the flipside
[Girl] Which side
[Tech N9ne] Flipside
[Girl] This side
[Tech N9ne] Ladies so I ? die
[Girl] That's right
[Tech N9ne] Ain't nothin' thick about the way I like it
The jiggle making me fizzle when you make it make it wiggle a little
Stay on the Flipside
[Girl] Which side
[Tech N9ne] Flipside
[Girl] This side
[Tech N9ne] Ladies so I ? die
[Girl] That's right
[Tech N9ne] This ain't no ballad talkin' about how I'm in love
This is strictly for the strippers in the club, on the flipside
[Tech N9ne]
Can you feel it baby
(Do you want me to touch my waistline)
I can heal it baby
(?? trust, press and grind)
Bout to kill it baby
(Doin' the fucks, a good time)
I wanna do it baby, stick it baby
(Sex on the mind)
Enough!
Girl you drivin' me nuts
You and ya homie's hype horny comin back from peenuts
With hokie-pokie
On the brain and we can keep it low-key
? hot is when they comin' back from sokey
?? without the oppostry
Listen closely
Lap dance in the corner
I'm all up on her
Two more coronas
You leaving with me
Cuz I'm increasing the fee
You leasin to pee
Hella fat like Jackie, pleasening me
I got mine, what you do
Call girls, the way you dance and strip
Deck down to ya tips
Beautiful lips
Ya say that ya
Like it way betta
From a wild style
Nigga comin' sex crazed at ya
On the flipside
[Outro]
Can you feel it baby
(Do you want me to touch my waistline)
I can heal it baby
(?? trust, press and grind)
Bout to kill it baby
(Doin' the fucks, a good time)
I wanna do it baby, stick it baby
(Sex on the mind)
Man...
I cant even picture myself
Not breathin
...but its certain
I love too much
I love too many to count em
So extras and pets its easy for me to go on without em
Cause everything goes away
Love it eventually gets stowed away
Why does it have to be when you're breathin when even
And then you're heated wonderin why is it cold today
Immortal its fake and impossible
But everytime I look up I'm shakin an obstacle
Whats gonna happen when time is up and I gotsta go
Beautiful lands are took away from my opticle
Its not that I'm afraid of death
But afraid of the thought of my people laid to rest
They're sayin theres six million ways of death
But not even money way could fade the stress
Its certain...
That a person...
Got somebody lookin workin to close the curtain
Or maybe something...
Outta some dream...
With a devilish soul for hurtin
Sometime I be wishing I didn't love...
Cause when its away I be missin love...
Your mother your father your children are livin to die from the crib then a ditch is dug
From the process...
I get naucious...
Cause I cant see my death and its causes
Pac he saw it around the corner
But me not breathin is a pound of balogna
I keep fightin and I'm tryin...
To get right in my mind bryan...
Cause one day I'm gonna see you even though I cant picture the 9 dyin
I'm flyin....
Chorus
Far far away from here (n nothin I can do about it)
Everything I love go away from here (I'm wishin I could do without it)
(I think you're gonna go)
Far far away from here (n nothin I can do about it)
Everything I love go away from here (I'm wishin I could do without it)
See I tried to call for you father
But nobody answered
And I tried to scream out loud
But nobody pampered
But your leadin tomorrow
And I'm just a youngster
I'm deep in the sorrow
But nobody wants to(die)
Now I gotta try to get from pain I'm never escapin ya
Maybe I did to much to you you you by forsakin ya
And now I see a reflection of you off in my son
Cause hes the same complexion of you color of the sun
And now I'm done baby makin hatin it to even see my baby sleep
Cause he gotta die one day or barely deadly deep
And I'm stayin too far away from him
Spend too many days from him
Tears steadily fallin I'm creatin em
And its getting colder you getting older year by year
Never know when you gotta go far away from here
Listen here...
Chorus
Far far away from here
Everything I love go away from here
Are you ready for some F.U.N. tonight?
Ha, are you ready for some F.U.N. tonight?
I wanna have a little F.U.N.,you wanna have a little F.U.N., everyone...lets have F.U.N., the F.U.N.'s begun....
I'm different, you can see the Nina from a distance, my sick sense tell me you're hating on me again,
persistent, jealousy, and resistance for my existence so I gotta go for ya chin,
Workin out, you can keep on workin out, but your chin ain't workin out, now your teeth are burstin out,
BAAANG! Fowl thangs lookin how thou came, so I gotta lift up the milimeter and eat them like chow man(e),
I feel like F.U.N., thats why I will never be thus a real live one, the kind of F.U.N. that make them pull a 30 round drum,
you givin me negativity and really sound dumb, when ya say to me 'You still rappin? I aint heard ya since '01.'
Dont make a nigga beat you down like showin up the Shogun, then have to glow son,
Im like the chose one, and you not knowin when to respect the Nina makes it like so F.U.N.!
Chorus
Any time somebody come and disrespect I say F.U.N.,
When they trippin, look them in the eye and say F.U.N.,
when they get the picture they might go for they gun, they been hatin on me from day one!
F.U.N.'s what ya need to say (Fuck you Niggas)
Got guns on me either way (Fuck you Niggas)
Thats F.U.N. everybody say F.U.N. (Fuck you Niggas)
Say (Fuck you Niggas) Hey (Fuck you Niggas) Alright
Diamonds on my neck, got diamond on my wrists pierced diamond in their lips,
so its diamonds on my dick, thats yo chick, know when I rock the McRick spits sick,
she strips quick cuz Ninas big shit, and you say you aint even heard nothin new played,
since the calm befor the storm and you dont like today, thats the reason I gotta tell ya up fate oo yate,
and im off in El Paso fuckin a bitch up in Guanalou Bay;
I'm straight F.U.N with it, you niggas done did it, dumbshit..
is when ya compare me my nigga
Young with it (Cha)
Now aint that sum shit-it, we two different things, with two different schemes,
but be off on yo ladies tongue with it, and I have her so sprung,
when ya hate for nothin nigga we can get to bustin and puffin air out of your lung,
thats how the mole run, I be like so stunned when you dont even rep respect I so I go F.U.N.!
Chorus
Give me my props nigga, who you know got them yellin KC,
MO overseas makin Europe straight hop nigga,
I need a answer man, you a cancer man, and Im rockin shippers, and Switzerland, and Amsterdam;
Ask Snoop Dog, he will tell you all that Im too tall to be studyin any of you goof balls,
so gone you never find Nina like blue drawls, except on billboard or Post-Star so fuk(e) ya'll..
I dont care where ya go all around the world, if you tell them... you from Kansas City.
The first thing they gone say is 'Do you know Tech N9ne?' and you better jeff and say 'Thats the Kansas City King, I love him!'
Chorus
Kutt go show how it feels
To be voided but listen
First I'll make you miss it
Like the senate was missin
Patricia Hearst cause I been in it for a minute
Put minutes in till it hurt, not for minute will I let
You diminish my men at work
And I been hurting trying to fathom the burden
But grieved not I put in work, inside and out
I'm deserving a clean shot
You people nursing every NERD
You encourage to speak not
Or you'll get murdered, you ain't heard
How the industry seized Pac
Somebody help the fame hurtin
I won't fall for the bullshit
So fuck ya'll wit a hard dick
Drop jaws when we barge in ya turn bitch
In front of hard men most rappers are garbage
Mitch bade are target how soon de forget that
Strange is the hardest wit a line up of artists
Do it regardless
It's all about where your heart is
You can start this but Strange gonna finish it
Menice rhyme spoken
In every line it presented in
To all you hataz in power we say
(Fuck the Industry, Fuck the Industry)
Jack yo placks put'em down on ebay
(Fuck the Industry, Fuck the Industry)
And all you boogie ass chumps can't touch us
The industry is some punk mutha fuckers
You tell'em FTI when anybody ask ya
Fuck the industry, they the enemy
Fuck this industry man
I'll make it happen boy
With fat change this rap thing
Full of hoes and hataz and hat gain
The CEO don't want no part to this do
'Cause if you're fuckin up against
My firm is squakin at you mean carkas is thru
The A.R. better stay in this car
'Cause I'm parkin it to
Don't hate Brim cause I'm talking the truth
My dogs is barking at you
So you better get your mind right
Deuce clik representation we in the lime light
This rage is against the machine
Turn these pages and flip till they clean
And what remains is 4 Krizz 2 be seen
So I say "Fuck the Industry"
Cause da speech that u preach to do people
Is so evil so "fuck your ministry"
How they ever gon' say what we gon' say
How they ever gon' say what we gon' do
Here I come 4 the mon and I'm comin with a gun
Now tell me what I will and I won't do
F - Fear em they blast hoes
T - Tear 'em a new asshole
I - Infect their mind wit this lyrical blindness
To all you hataz in power we say
(Fuck the Industry, Fuck the Industry)
Jack yo placks put'em down on ebay
(Fuck the Industry, Fuck the Industry)
And all you boogie ass chumps can't touch us
The industry is some punk mutha fuckers
You tell'em FTI when anybody ask ya
Fuck the industry, they the enemy
Hey Skatterman I heard you rollin' with Tech
But I still ain't signed
'Cause I'm a problem for these record execs
How can they market
A young black political target?
Who done took coca leaves
Beacon soda and enlarged it
Into crack rocks selling crack rocks for a livin'
From the black top
Where we jack cops for a livin'
So fuck the industry and damn the beats
I ain't just in the street
I'm Skatterman, I am the streets, Nigga
You got a smile glarin', cause you get it packed
I got yo gal starin', cause you minute mack
You go yo mouth swearing that yo hit is plack
You hatin' file-sharing cause your shit is wack
Sampled yo CD listened and it was cheesy
No cable box 4 your TV no label watch for your breezy
We ride feel the pain
From inside fuck yo fame cause it died
Said yo thang was about the game claimed
Then he banged but you lied
Bout yo artist but yo artist is the farthest
From the harest but you market
This bark at this bunk dirty carpet
Shit game is out smarted
Oops somebody farted bout to spark this shit
Niggas are retarded look what you've started
Cerami Mark is pissed
Imma break it down for you clowns
In the industry chain
(Fuck perspective Warner Bros., Qwest and JCOR's name)
Strange, we independent and you suckas
Are the enemy you fuckin up the industry
You bustas will remember me
To all you hataz in power we say
(Fuck the Industry, Fuck the Industry)
Jack yo placks put'em down on ebay
(Fuck the Industry, Fuck the Industry)
And all you boogie ass chumps can't touch us
The industry is some punk mutha fuckers
You tell'em FTI when anybody ask ya
Fuck the industry, they the enemy
To all you hataz in power we say
(Fuck the Industry, Fuck the Industry)
Jack yo placks put'em down on ebay
(Fuck the Industry, Fuck the Industry)
And all you boogie ass chumps can't touch us
The industry is some punk mutha fuckers
You tell'em FTI when anybody ask ya
Tecca Nina's drunk as hell at three in the morning
When ya snoring
I just hit the after spot without a
(Warning)
Pop it off, top it off
If you trippin knock it off
Stop it no scrobs in this spot
Just biancs and it's hot as Molotovs
Girl let's get that poppin off
I don't wanna hear that it's gotta cough
How does it feel or you to be with the real
Of the heels that's smack right-side a boss
I'm mixin my liquor, belligerent stripper
Spill different mixer, on my favorite kickers
No more wishin to grip her, shes unzippin my zipper
Not itchin to kiss her, but I'm fixin to twist her
When they flaunt it I move on it
Daggonnit now who want it
Drink a lot of 151 I'ma get it done it's really fun when I be killin my opponent
Dont be so damn cool, act a fool
lets go koo koo jump get loose when in the party everybody move, move
Dont be cool everybody move
Dont be cool everybody move
Dont be cool everybody move
Everybody move, everybody move
Hey oh hey (move) hey everybody move it
If you ain't come to party tell me what you doin
We come to kick it you should be kickin' it too it
do it do it everybody move it
Dont be so damn cool, act a fool
lets go koo koo jump get loose when in the party everybody move, move
Check it out I'm fearless
N9ne's a sniper never bit off a rapper
If I'm near death
I'm a fighter better spit off the clapper
And I like weird sex
I'm the piper women trip off the whacker
Lookin for the beer fest
Time to scheize or get off the crapper
And I move on a lady give her what she deserve
Tryna win her dinner
Whole lotta bump in the night man a lot to be heard
I'ma bend her spinner
Drunk enough to lie to the bianc sayin that I'll be hers
Then I'm in her send her
Then I get a yuck, suck it up baby I'm a free bird
Like Lynyrd Skynyrd
All around the globe (yeah), gotta get the dough (yeah)
When I do it movin I'm lookin out for the hos
Alaska, Arkland, Denmark shows
Gotta have a chick on the road because everybody knows
I'm a naughty naughty naughty, boy boy boy
When I'm in aussie aussie aussie, oy oy oy
Muevete
It's posed to be over
But I know the pre-moter
So he pose the reloader
Cause I'm sotally tober
Now I close in on his bimbo cause he froze when he chose her
Swept this ho right off them ten toes cause he old and he ogre
Get a move on get right up in it cause it'll never get better when your sittin by the minute
Consider movin a mountain never stop and never limit
Some to the finishin when this competition I'm diminishin it
Everybody move to this, get drunk hella booze to this
Ini, mini, miney, mo time for you to choose a chick
Take her home beat it up like a fuselage
I flow like I'm wa-wa
God like Allah ya da da
Him who holla him better
Muah ha him full of shitaka
I was in the hotel room in the bed with this one chick then another finer chick walked in so
Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome for your half time viewing pleasure from Kansas City,
Misouri
THE STRANGE LEAGUE DRILL TEAM!
Chorus
We comin' to yo' town and then we takin ova'
Hands up, but betta' yet you betta' hold up
Shawty says she wanna kick it wit' a soldier
BANG! BANG! BANG! that's what I showed her
HEY! Make way for the drill team!
HEY! And the party we will bring!
HEY! Make way for the drill team!
She ain't out wit you, cause we the real thing!
Ladies and hoe-bitches
You have just entered the realm of the drillers the crew 90 killas the hella gorillas
Let go yo secrecy let me go deep in the heart of it
We have a team and, Yes we really want you to be part of it
Let's get it erotic slept with' it and got it
Next Bid-itch is spotted for sex kiddish is not it
Lookin' for a dick (LEGAL) bitch fo' the whole trap
That will do me stuey helmet hella tight with' no strap
Busta's waitin' up fo' her return get no haps
She come back with' tricks turnin' fo' show taps
So when I come back into yo' town it's a throw back
Cause you know she's comin' back right around fo the ball sack
You didn't know that yo' lil' lady could hold that
Now she follow my tour and you callin' her road rat
We comin' to pro cat chicks with' mo' fat on yo' back
Feelin' the drillin' after my show cracks
Chorus
We comin' to yo' town and then we takin ova'
Hands up, but betta' yet you betta' hold up
Shawty says she wanna kick it with' a soldier
BANG! BANG! BANG! that's what I showed her
HEY! Make way for the drill team!
HEY! And the party we will bring!
HEY! Make way for the drill team!
She ain't out with you, cause we the real thing!
Call me a drum major baby I will hold yo' sticks
Hoppin off the tour bus with' about 4 bitches now take yo' pick
I must admit my niggas pimps be still respectable
Put in a lil' bit o' thug in yo life come join the festival
Lemme see yo breasticles you sumtin bitch show me love
And I'll show you what this music plus weed and hemmy does
I been around minneso' hoe so you know who and what we are,
A guaranteed pimp game ghetto super stars
They on the boulevard travelin' smokin and drinkin'
Here go yo tokin' you can blow and get hope for the weekend
By the time it's ova' you'll be sober while we be rollin' peepin'
On to the next botch pickin' out the next box
Leavin yo' wet spot, wetter than ever
No mo' chill bitches no drums no seat on my leather
Remember how I told ya how we like to roll and like to kill things
The face down bottom up call us the drill team
Chorus
We comin' to yo' town and then we takin ova'
Hands up, but betta' yet you betta' hold up
Shawty says she wanna kick it with' a soldier
BANG! BANG! BANG! that's what I showed her
HEY! Make way for the drill team!
HEY! And the party we will bring!
HEY! Make way for the drill team!
She ain't out with you, cause we the real thing!
When I hit yo' city up on 40 deep on 40 deep (Yes!)
Comin' out the tour bus we 40 deep we 40 deep (Yes!)
I see you yankin' on yo' bian cause she notice me
But don't be bankin' on that bianca she gonn go with' me
I see you whinin' her yo dinin' here you timin her (Yes!)
I see you puttin' yo' time in her yo' grind in her yo' dime in her (Sex!)
Cause what you lack is why she fuckin' with this big daddy
And you just ashamed that I'm the one who keeps you bitch happy (Up back!)
In New York City okaland, californidona (KAY!)
On every married Keisha Cole with' dat trim stomach (GAY!)
And she lovin on this nigga in this drill team
Lil' momma's bare so she can't fuck with the real thing (real thing)
There's nothing to it do seduce it, fling it out (fling it out)
Bring yo whiskey bring yo belvey go on bring 'em out (bring 'em out)
So when in yo' city that lil' cutie love me
Don't be mad cause she lovin' on this drill team
Chorus
We comin' to yo' town and then we takin ova'
Hands up, but betta' yet you betta' hold up
Shawty says she wanna kick it with' a soldier
BANG! BANG! BANG! that's what I showed her
HEY! Make way for the drill team!
HEY! And the party we will bring!
HEY! Make way for the drill team!
She ain't out with you, cause we the real thing!
Let's give a trophy to the most pokin', most strokin'
Poster from the postin' with the most hoes open
Focus after the show kelly got mo' hoes open
Tecca I'm da whip bangin with both doors open
I'm a sam boy split them bitches right in half boy
And uhh tubsie wubsie I'm they bath toy rubber ducky
Women love me, if you was me you wake up daily
Holla calli baby how'd you get so lucky
Hut (hut) henesy with one sprite with tac' in 'em and
They feelin' alright and we pack in the magnum
My routine ain't nothing but a group thing
The eyes and the ooooohing for the viewing
Fetish groupies you see
Drill team drill that thing 'till that ass is soft (ass is soft)
Phone ring then we at yo' door (at yo' door)
Slow it down baby (take it slow)
When the drill team come around
She back fo' mo' heyyyyyy
Chorus
We comin' to yo' town and then we takin ova'
Hands up, but betta' yet you betta' hold up
Shawty says she wanna kick it with' a soldier
BANG! BANG! BANG! that's what I showed her
HEY! Make way for the drill team!
HEY! And the party we will bring!
HEY! Make way for the drill team!
She ain't out with you, cause we the real thing!
Who the hell is Satan?
And why I gotta be'em?
I ain't worshipped Nathan
So why you gotta see'em?
When you look at me is it the Imagery?
It's gotta godly evils not my energy
I pose as angels clothes is mangled
Instead of girbeaus and kangols
The ho's still dangle I chose the angle
of souls who tangle
With foe's those who stain
yo brain so bane though painful
Shit is what they like, hit is what they might
Spit his stuff in life, shit is fuckin' tight
But some people think it's an evil experiment
Some people is fearin' it,
those who do Beatles is hearin' it
Sincerity is neezle sin
People who look and never listen
They thinkin' that I'm the tyranny of evil men
But I just tell it like it is dude
My life story's quite gory
spittin' even if it is rude
So ain't no brimstone I ain't Jim Jones
So put your grins on listen to them songs
And you will see that they be classics
Verbal gymnastics you call me Lucifer
go to hell you bastard
Chorus
They call me devil boy, they call me devil boy
The way I come is sick
and I'm on some other level boy
They call me devil boy, they call me devil boy
Cause I am not the everyday
I'm not no mellow boy
They call me devil boy, they call me devil boy
And those who know me
yes they know that I am well annoyed
They call me devil boy, if you call me devil boy
You're going to all burn in hell
Verse 2
Hot Christians pop my disc in
Stop the dissin', squat and listen
I never say hail Satana
I'll never bail out and sell out
and sell gay drama
Hey mama they trying to crucify me like Jesus
Religious groups deny me like skeezers
We mic pleasers rip it and write heaters
Niggas that ain't pleased
with quickness are light readers
I said Anghellic, then let the man sale it
I let the
I'm an angel-slash-demon, man y'knahmsayin?
What makes me a demon is lust, I'm girl crazy
and that's why I couldn't keep my wife, y'knahmsayin?
And that's the lust demons living within me
And uh, but my heart, love big, y'knahmsayin?
So I know a lot of demons come to my shows, as well as angels
Y'knahmsayin? A lot of demons, a lot of demons, a lot of demons..
Chorus
When I was one, and a two, and a three, and a four
I knew I was a special one who had a little more
And they wondered why I was plotting, rotten to the core
It was nothing but an itty-bitty demon
There's a demon inside of me! Can I kill it? Hell naw!
Can I kill it? Hell naw! Can I kill it? Hell naw!
There's a demon inside a me! Can I kill it? Hell naw!
Can I kill it? Hell naw! Can I kill it? Hell naw!
Yo, it make me wanna drink a lot, go up in the pink wit not
This the reason I ain't at ease and currently on the brink of pot
This the reason I sit at the window with the millie
wishing a nigga gon' come break in
It is the reason I be freaking the women deeper
loving making her silly because I done they friend
It is the reason I bang, it is definitely the reason I slang
Distributed the 'caine
the reason I'm super soaking in the pain.. and starting to love it
It's wanting to give me way more of it, they want me to lug it through the mud
and thus the reason with happy people I'm disgusted
I'm talking about those things that make you do bad things
living the evil up in the fast lane
Making me wanna have a wicked son
beating the hell outa people making me mad mayne
Gave me the gun when I ran up in dealings in ninth grade, with a slight rage
I was ice age, another reason Tecca Nina won't have any light days
Voted me the King of Darkness, voted me to be really heartless
All up in my spirit they march, they making me start sparking at the targets
Woke up today I was steaming, cause when I found out I was not dreaming
Because the host that afloats me the most was a goddamm demon..
Chorus
THREE 6 MAFIA!
See it's a demon inside of me and I'm thinking it's that dope
It's got me doing shit a nigga never even had done befo'
It got me kicking in the do' of folks I don't even know
Straight wilding, 9-11 time a fucking thousand
Buck like Berkeley housing, my Glock is so arousing
Make you stand atten-hut the way that bitch be shouting
Something like a scary movie, nigga but I'm scarier
Bury ya, Memphis Ten' Black Haven area
Buck nigga, get buck bitch, get wit me
and I'ma show ya how this Triple 6 will get silly
Psycho, like no other individual
Glock with the red beam to keep you in my visual
Three 6 and Tech Ninna wet ya like an Aquafina
Desert Eagle, .50 Cal', tell me have ya seen her?
Pussy juice, still on my shit from this hoe I just raped
in her fucking husband face, shot him in his fucking face
Chorus
This fish food powder will make you hype
go into a bar, get into bar fights
Have you walking around all night
looking like a fool like something ain't right
That ecstasy pill will make you feel it
look at a bitch, girl you gon' get it
You wanna act kinda funny with me?
You can suck my dick till I nut on titties
Loritab pills, any kinda pills, Vicodin, Xanax, Ambien yeah
All geeked up, wash it down with a beer
did it to myself, nigga it's your year
Nigga I party like a goddamn fool
backyard barbecue, hoes in the pool
Jacked like a motherfucker, strapped like a motherfucker
this my life nigga so fuck you!
These funk niggas can't trust niggas
you'll get lit up nigga, get stuck nigga
These choppers buck nigga, nigga buck nigga
all in yo' guts nigga, nigga guts nigga
A liquor store gotta get the dough nigga
walked in with the fo', get 'em on the flo' nigga
I'm so damn cold, I ain't tryna fold nigga
I kick in doors if you got to go nigga
Yeah we murder, put the clip in, check the list and put the hit in
Kill him kill him, buck your children, kidnap her for half a million
Juicy J yeah I'm the realest, in the game I'm gonna get it
Coke and weed and plenty women, yeah I'm out here making that killing
Chorus
Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide
Demon inside
Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide
Demon inside
I was born in 71' in Kansas City, MO
my momma was a heavenly one, so the fam was pretty slow
when it came to rap and R&B; and plenty more
check it, if it wasn't on gospel or apostle
or written in the Bible, then it go
So when they tell the baby don't do something then I end up doing it anyway
like, don't listen to rap, it's the evil music of today
but, I really fell in love with the sound that was coming out form the East Coast
So we got it and twisted it up a bit, now the industry's having a heatstroke
Some say that rap is dead, but when I get the white, black, and red
and jump on the tour bus through 58 shows, then I'm back with a big black sack of bread
Can't believe that that was said, cause Im here with a stack of fed
and I got it from rap/hip-hop or whatever and I did not have to beg
So, here I stand, the mic in hand with my rap attire
and I like my fans spending grands cause we got the fire
our merchandise, like 5 G's every half an hour
and you cry like a baby so your mic must be your pacifier
When I read the magazine, them rapper's sounding like
WAH WAH WAH (Crybaby)
When I see them on the TV, them rapper's sounding like
WAH WAH WAH (Whatcha crying bout?)
If it's negative, I don't wanna hear it
eliminating player haters with their evil spirits
I hear em talkin, they mad at Smurf and Souljah Boy
They hating big in the magazine, and dont even know the boys
I know the ploy, washed up rappers wanna attack people
Run up to the car, pull out the mac lethal
Man thats a problem with the black people now
What ya need to know is that, in the world theres a lot of dough to stack
And the ones that wanna hold us back aint been outside they cul-de-sac
Every nigga I know is strapped, rip shows that'll blow ya back
But notice that, I can put it right down to where the shoulders at
Hating on the south? Why? Trippin off them chips they got
You don't like that it's screwed and chopped
but you wanna get off in they pot
Wanna be MC you talk a lot, up in the spot and you hot
Cause they 84's be poking out
What the hell is you cryin bout?
Everybody wanna be killa but not for reala
bout the method of making money you gotta get the milla
by doin it like I do it do the work and believe in it
when you do it to the fullest aint no problem achieving it
When I was broke, homie I went for mills
Got on the mic with the intent to kill
Stronger than ever, and you a gimp for real
I drink caribou lou, and you drink enfamil CHUMP
When I read the magazine, them rapper's sounding like
WAH WAH WAH (Crybaby)
When I see them on the TV, them rapper's sounding like
WAH WAH WAH (Whatcha crying bout?)
You should be clapping when folk make it up outta the ghetto
or trailer park, it don't matter even if he black or if he guero
but, you don't know how to be male
instead of a Timberland, you probably in a stilletto
better yet in a baby shoe, jealous of maybe you
sick of me cause I'm making dinero
and you dont wanna get clapped at
you want a standing ovation? I thought not!
you say you better than rappers on radio, man that's false chop
try to run up on me, cause a benzo will never be in your car slot
try to step up on the scene, my infra-red beam's right at your soft spot
if you was on TV and balling you wouldn't grown and trip
he'd keep hatred, envy, and bloodshed on his lip
Tech got long cream with chrome things on his whip
?? with a chrome thing on his hip
but just know your hip will not stop the hop
cause when you look at the big picture, my block pops alot daily
so keep on thinking my clock stops the shots
and I can quickly bury you in your Osh Kosh B'Gosh, baby
When I read the magazine, them rapper's sounding like
WAH WAH WAH (Crybaby)
When I see them on the TV, them rapper's sounding like
WAH WAH WAH (Whatcha crying bout?)
I can't believe you did this to me after all I did for you
Cause you made me so mad and there's nothing you can do
You and I were clueless, but you were the most
And I guess you just got lost
Baby you were just clueless
So clueless
What did I do to deserve this kind of pain?
Out of all the fights, this was the main
You said to give it a chance
But I saw you at the dance
We tried to work it out
But I still had a doubt
(Clueless)
I just can't take the risk of getting hurt again
And you're way worse than other men
I used to think you had a brain
But now I know that you're way insane
You tried to steal my heart away
And you'll pay for that someday
(Clueless)
I can't believe you did this to me after all I did for you
Cause you made me so mad and there's nothing you can do
You and I were clueless, but you were the most
And I guess you just got lost
Baby you were just clueless
(So clueless)
I cant believe I let you play me for a fool
N' wt you did was so totally uncool
I had no clue it would end this way
And I don't really care of what you have to say
I'll never forgive you for what you did
Gosh, I was such a kid
(So clueless)
But now that I'm grown and mature
I realize that I was blind and unsure
It ain't gonna happen no more tho {no mo}
And it's obviously the end of us, yo
Now I just wanna scream and shout
Cause you don't even know what our relationship was about
(So Clueless)
Should've told me the truth in the first place
Now I'm gonna have to pick up the pace
Boo if you loved me so
Then you wouldn't be this low
But now that I figured out your cheating ways
It's just too damn late
(For us to ever be togetha again!!)
And you won't get away with anything else these days
(this I promise you... Yeah...)
I can't believe you did this to me after all I did for you
Cause you made me so mad and there's nothing you can do
You and I were clueless, but you were the most
And I guess you just got lost
Baby you were just clueless
Clueless..
Clueless!!!!
(You should've told me before... should've trusted our love
should've thought about that before you went on and broke my heart..
but its ok because in the end I'm better off without you
and its just too bad that I cant say the same about you! you're so clueless)
* send corrections to the typist
[Verse 1]
Sunday morning I awake with head aching from the night before
Me and my niggas at the bowling alley tripping cuz we all tore
I reminisce and kinda laugh despite my pain
Cuz they kicked us out for throwing balls in other peoples lane
Sunny day in the summer
Is about to become a cloudy one outey from perious puffs
Devious sluts, mysterious stuff
Picked up the phone its on
I got my niggas on the line ready to swoop the N9ne
Once again I'm trippin on my relish to spend
But today I'm not gonna take these bitches to the West Glenn
Cuz me and my Road Doggs and Road Hoggs
Slippin on a mission and conteplating on old calls
30 minutes later I'm waiting at the door ready to go
Feeling releived when I heard my niggas roll
Yelling thats my ride as my babygirl cries
Stepped inside looked around and everybodies looking
[Chorus]
Cloudy Eyed 8x's
Come and take a ride wit me, fly wit me,
Get high wit me, come and get cloudy eyes wit me
[Verse 2]
Everybodies blown but me Timly got them straight cummolous in his eyes
Puffing because Dr. Bombay and Purple Fuzz up above
This Sunday sunny day had that ???????
Scoop just started because his eyes restratus
435 North we dipping the suburbans filled with smoke
We jerking I'm hoping to get the new rotation working no joking
Eyes open
For the feels what it is what it was what it shall be
Is we high on L.A. indeed
Pass the puffy on the mid west town side much obliged
Cuz I'm feeling high up and cloudy eyed
Windows down windows round my crown astounded
Right now my ?marial? dont wanna be grounded
I clowned it
Now my name is Munchie
Oooh you high
7-11 got the best food in the country
Blunts be serious when stuffed with funk
From the depths of Mizzou niggas have no clue what to do
Caught up with black in Texas Will
Whats the deal on our way to New Peking for real
We loud and boistrous as we stepped inside
Peoples looking at us funny cuz everybodies looking
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
Cloudy eyed stroll now my strides slow
Walking up out the New Peking eyes closed
Took another hit from the poison mist
Got my brain on twist but I still persist
Whats up?
What we doing on a Sunday eve
Its straight to 5-6 best beleive
We calling up some biancas on the humbug
To come down around the town everybody else is Skateland bound
5-6-1-6 Highland feeling far out like Thailand
My man Diamond said no one can roll em like i can
Damn once again its on the biatreces from the phones
In the house and they straight getting blown
What ever happened I dont know
Woke up on the flo
5 o'clock in the morning I'm read to go fa sho
Gotta get back to the crib my squeeze said this shit is getting old
They dropped me off and thats the end of my (cloudy eyed) stroll
[Chorus]
Another piece that I wrote, about me
Being stuck in my ways, yeah
I can't give up what I'm in love with
I guess I'm a mess and I just can't shake it
I just can't change what I am
What it I do to be so wrong?
Could I be so different?
Is there a remedy?
WIll you be forgivin me?
Cause this aint, my life, or the way it was sposed to be
Waiting here for you to come and tell me
What I do so wrong?
Listen to me, this talent was given to me
By his omnipotence so dig it music is livin through me
Even through prisons I've arissen he big and is in movies
ism if is is a hit, the vision is in beauty for women
When I'm writin I'm winnin, so excitin I'm grinnin
Then you strike an now the fights are beginnin
I gotta be sharp as a knife when I'm on the mic an you sinnin
By stiflin my spinnin with an imaginary life as you been in
By thinkin you be the reason, no speakin to you this evenin
I'm deep in this music reachin for the peice I dilute the season
But you be illin cause my attention you truly stealin
Pursue the millions, come in second-would you be willin?
Don't think so, you be thinkin time an I think dough
Love is what you need from me but in time it'll shrink mo
Cause I be on the grind for this rhyme an the ink flow
I go for mine an you think its a crime an I think 'WHOA'
An I can't give up what I'm in love with
But I guess I'm a mess an I just can't shake it
I just can't change what I am
An I can't give up what I'm in love with
But I guess I'm a mess an I just can't shake it
I just can't change what I am
Everything in my closet is black, white an red
Most of my homies was bosses but got life or dead
Now I move in they shadows but I got the mic an bread
But this life it seem ya destiny is a knife or lead
Yes I was brought up in a Cristian house
But my mother marreing a Muslim threw the christian out
An what they did to Malcom X threw the islam out
So my homies with money seemed to be the glistnen route
What I found was funerals and I found it was real friends
But I paid attention and then I found that it was real men
Takin care of their familys automatically built in
Riskin they life in the street as long as the wheel spin
SO, what I gathered from it is simply my perogotive
I only wish the organization was more positive
I maintain, and continue to gain thangs
I bust an I claim Strange but I'm reppin that gang bang
An I can't give up what I'm in love with
But I guess I'm a mess an I just can't shake it
I just can't change what I am
An I can't give up what I'm in love with
But I guess I'm a mess an I just can't shake it
I just can't change what I am
An I can't give up what I'm in love with
But I guess I'm a mess an I just can't shake it
I just can't change what I am
An I can't give up what I'm in love with
But I guess I'm a mess an I just can't shake it
I just can't change what I am
Never duck another mother fucker
Never duck another mother fucker
Nigga better delete it
put the cerebellum in killa mode
For real a foe can never get
with what a gorilla know
Killa syllable fillin'
yo biblical ritual the shit to get rid
Of yo pain hearing your pitiful game,
this is political pain
Deep in the pit of yo brain let it rain
with a unforgettable aim
Nigga lookin' for a spot to bust
Cause the homie that you killed
meant a lot to us
Buck instead of lookin' for a cock to fuck
Kill a nigga like he was rockin' a swastika
You can do it but you blew it
Cause lockin' up get your ride
on nigga is you rock or what?
Lots of luck,
you're really gonna need it hella heated
Mother fucker let the glock erupt (Box him up)
I don't wanna be the one
to get a milla meter in the gut
I wanna be the one to hit'em
with another milli cut up
In the middle I'm a little sick
And different I meant it
when I said it you remember that?
(Hell mother fuckin' yeah)
you don't wanna get in trouble
With a nigga like the Teccanina
if your lookin' like a enemy (bust)
We don't ever stop and take a minute
we (Just) breathe
Chorus
"Breathe"
Hey son what the fuck are you duckin' from?
"Breathe"
They come bets to fight every fuckin'one
"Breathe"
Say some punks around and some funkin' comes
"Breathe"
Spray guns might result in you bussin' some
"Breathe"
Verse 2
Breathe, never let a hatin' mother fucker
see ya sweat
Bleed the chest no need regret
A fun day caper a Sunday paper
So I can read the rest I can dig it you can dig it
Put a nigga in the grave if he hate or penetrate
The loop of love
a nigga made if you step into me
You will never benefit
Nigga if I start it Imma finish it
Run up on a mother fucka
while he fuckin' a chick
Put a bullet in her head while suckin' the dick
Wasn't a bit of evidence baby it's irrelevant
You got it with yo nigga that's the luck of the grit
Bring pain 2 everyone in your face with the bane
You bury some its mother fuckin' shame
we carry guns
If you don't you're insane or very dumb
Teccanina's too rough, too hard, too tough
You scared cause a nigga know
A mother fuckin' round will spit
Fuckin' around with the killa clown and shit.
If you really wanna do it nigga we can step into
Put us up against some mother fuckers
and we runnin' thru it
Fuck a nigga buck a nigga
if he think he's a gorilla
Meant I when I said it you remember that
(hell mother fuckin' yeah)
You don't wanna get in trouble
With a nigga like the Teccanina
if you're lookin' like a enemy (bust)
We don't ever stop and take a minute
we breathe
Chorus
Verse 3
Get sprayed by the Tech 9 handgun
Now I'm on the out run
Flowin' the beginning hot cooked will done
Fuckin' wit a crazy insane warlord
Punks wanna trip but they know
I'm too mother fuckin' hard
Deadly ticking like a time bomb
Fuckin' with me you think you were in Vietnam
When I explode it's nothing
Left but remains for those who are froze
For fuckin' wit a nigga insane
Mentally minded mad mother fuckin' mad man
is out to attack
Sinkin' punks like quick sand
droppin' and poppin'
Any punk that bucks up bring a body bag
If you wanna get fucked up
There it is you little bitch made
nigga start runnin'
When I'm playin' with the trigga
of an uzi a twelve gauge
Really don't matter many suckas die
When the shot gun scatter
From block 2 block, hood 2 hood
Street 2 street boy you can't fuck with me
So 4 those who chose 2 jump up and talk shit
Admit ya bitch your little ass got lit
I don't wanna get a milla meter in the gut
I wanna be the one to hit'em
with another milli cut
Up in the middle I'm a little sick and different
I meant it when I said it you remember that?
(Hell mother fuckin' yeah)
You don't wanna get in trouble
With a nigga like the Teccanina
if your lookin' like a enemy (bust)
We don't ever stop and take a minute
we (Just) breathe
Chorus
Repeat 2 times
I know y'all don't see me on TV
Or hear me on the radio
But you industry brats
Better check Billboard and Pollstar
Before y'all get to cryin
About who get seniority at these shows
Especially when compared to me
Y'all aint shit on stage
I hit the stage
Grab the mic and blow 'em all away (I blow 'em all away)
(Superstars), But they know I blow 'em all away, Hey
The gig is over, The gig is over (Bitty bye-bye)
The gig is over, The gig is over (When A play)
The kid is older and gettin colder (Many fly by)
But his will hold ya, So listen closer to (A-A)-R-O-N
They dissin and twistin my name
Because Aaron is scarin these glitz spittin pricks in the game
Hit with this gift, Everybody get a whiff of this script and it's pain
Gotta talk about the people with a attitude
Hiss me and slipped in my lane
I've been wreckin crowds for a long second now
Got 'em guessin how Tech is blessed
And yes, The best in-town rep
On the real, I keep it trill
And when I spit, I aint spillin about my million
It's the feelin that you get with this underground headliner
Mainstream ignored a bro
And they be petty, So jealousy is sure to show
But they rich and got more to blow
And everything's affordable
But they gotta go before me
Because their stage show is horrible
I hit the stage
Grab the mic and blow 'em all away (I blow 'em all away)
(Superstars), But they know I blow 'em all away, Hey
They may be platinum
But they know I blow 'em all away (I blow 'em all away)
(Superstars), But they know I blow 'em all away, Hey
Why you do me like that girl?
You know I love your mama
I just wanted to have a bite with her... or somethin
Didn't go get up on that show to fight with her... or nothin
It was Keyshia Cole, Eric Benet, Gorilla Zoe, Tech Nina and T.I.
But Keyshia was actin Bia-Bia
Why she actin like a (what?), like a (what?)
She aint know I grab the mic and light it (up), light it (up)
She say, 'She don't know me'
But I'm the number one Independent in the country
Man, She the only one actin funky
And the people at the Summer Jam, They want me
She say, 'She aint goin on before somebody that's local'
And she went postal and loco
Sayin, 'Her not closin, Is a no-go'
Down talked me real low though
About how she got more doe and just did a TV promo
No show better than the Mo. bro with the S & M logo
Damn baby, Much success is sittin in your favor
Slam the Nina Tech before considerin the data
Fans waited, So we went, So she'd get it for later
But Frankie said, 'Excuse my daughter, She's a bit of a hater'
Dwamn!
I hit the stage
Grab the mic and blow 'em all away (I blow 'em all away)
(Superstars), But they know I blow 'em all away, Hey
They may be platinum
But they know I blow 'em all away (I blow 'em all away)
(Superstars), But they know I blow 'em all away, Hey
Aye, Aye, Check it
I understand seniority
But in this case, On this show, I'm a top priority
In Lawrence, Your minority and I'm the majoriry
Check it, I was young and broke
But I'd fetch it, If it was freshest
Shovel snow for the Eric B. and Rakim record
Promoters called us and said,
'We got this show and want you to close us'
Ghostface and Brother Ali, Rakim with a band, It's so tough
We couldn't wait to see Rakim rock
But he never ever showed up
He swole up cause he didn't wanna go up before us
Man, What's wrong with these people?
Think the world gotta kiss their asses
500 capacity but you wanna get 200 passes
Thought it was about gouda
40 Water told me,
'Nina, Get ya cabbage, Stay savage and ravage the average'
Y'all better hope radio and video
Keep me from slithering... into they circle
I'll change it, That's why they shivering
Rakim the God? He just miss the king's delivering
Cause they know they'll fall
And I'll blow them all to smithereens
I hit the stage
Grab the mic and blow 'em all away (I blow 'em all away)
(Superstars), But they know I blow 'em all away, Hey
They may be platinum
But they know I blow 'em all away (I blow 'em all away)
(Superstars), But they know I blow 'em all away, Hey
Real, Real spill, Yeah
Baby girl,
I know I aint the only one that know you could be bitchy
You know what I'm sizzlin?
Ol' boy,
I know I aint the only one that know you could be bitchy
Do your research before you down somebody else
Get off your high horse
Keyshia Cole, Get off your high horse
Rakim, Get off your high horse
Industry, Get off your high horse
Yeah
I went outta my way to do music for you.
I did shit with E40, Scarface, everybody
All your heroes, nigga Yukmouth.
All that shit. Now I'm about to do a It my way,
I don't give a fuck what y'all think about me.
Call me devil worshiper, nigga?
You think that shit's bad?
Listen to this, muthafucka!
How do I describe my pain?
It just rains and it rains
At the same time flame-ah
I am bane, insane in my veins,
No restraints can chain or contain me,
I'm dangerous!
When I gave you my light,
It was wrong, wasn't right,
Ain't no love was in sight when I needed.
So I run with the night
In the songs that I write
If I be violent, then I wont be defeated.
It's jet black in my brain,
'Cause the hatred you gave me
Has turned me to twisted.
You dont like this,
Suck my dick,
All the kids with the sickness
Been waiting for this shit!
I wanna get into the mind of your youngest,
Fill it with fungous,
And grow it 'til it's humongous.
Psycho alumnist, the tip of the tongue slip,
Urgin' you punk bitch,
Eat shit from your dung pit.
Chorus
Everyone are you ready for doom,
Because I've blackened the sun,
And I've bloodied the moon.
I bring gloom when I step in the room,
With the fumes of a tomb,
I consume all the light in the day.
Everyone are you ready for doom,
Because I've blackened the sun,
And I've bloodied the moon.
I bring gloom when I step in the room,
With the fumes of a tomb.
Flowers bloom when Im taken away
I've got this cloud inside that's consuming my mind,
All the brown in my eyes are disolving,
Into the whites of my eyes now the night will arise
And I'm hype cause the beast is evolving
Step into my dreams, lot of bleeding and seaman and green rotted demons
And they feed thier seeds collard greens filled with feces and cheese pieces
Of human cerebrum this evening (stay away)
Cause everything I touch turns to mold (If you want me)
Everything I fuck, Striaght explodes
(Are we there yet)
(Are you scared yet)
(Look at the pussy in your pants, wanna share that)
(Let me in Imma rip it then Imma tear that)
(I'm tryin' to eat it, bitch where the mothafuckin hair at?)
Chorus
Everyone are you ready for doom,
Because I've blackened the sun,
And I've bloodied the moon.
I bring gloom when I step in the room,
With the fumes of a tomb,
I consume all the light in the day.
Everyone are you ready for doom,
Because I've blackened the sun,
And I've bloodied the moon.
I bring gloom when I step in the room,
With the fumes of a tomb.
flowers bloom when Im taken away
Heat Swells, Details, everybody Eat nails, sleep well
Held the gun, I come to attack everyone, you little crumbs all are done Imma
Blacken the sun
All are damage it, can you manage to vanish cut you like anakin man it, damn
It and it's no panicing.
When I eat your soul, He's North pole, That meaning Imma be more cold
Freeze more souls, 40 below
Piss Lav and cuervo, Plus habanaro, Now chug it
Burn their heads to their toes, I will not spare those, I love it
(This is the result of you)
(Thinking all clear)
(Callin' me wierd)
(Thinkin' I'm a devil so you niggas dont cheer)
(I don't give a fuck what you think of tecca nina this year)
Chorus
Everyone are you ready for doom,
Because I've blackened the sun,
And I've bloodied the moon.
Bring gloom when I step in the room,
With the fumes of a tomb,
I consume all the light in the day.
Everyone are you ready for doom,
Because I've blackened the sun,
And I've bloodied the moon.
Bring gloom when I step in the room,
With the fumes of a tomb.
Flowers bloom when I'm taken away
And I was told in school I was a fool and money, I'd never gain none
but I used my flow as a tool, they was cruel
said I'd be no rapper, but I did work and became one
Now it's a cryin shame, I'm buyin thangs and they got debts they got to pay back
I think I know why my teachers would look in my eye and say that...
And why's that?
Chorus
Cuz I'm a Blackboy...
Came from nothing, don't mean my life means nothin
Made it out the game through the pain and sufferin
Y'all don't think I see them purses y'all clutchin? (I do)
See I'm a Blackboy...
Scared when you see me, frauds disappear like a genie
Little whiteboys want to be me
but you don't want to go through What I go through...
true definition of a Blackboy
It must be the way that my pants sag
or the sparklin diamonds on the watch my left hand has
I know my appearance is looking like I am bad
In your department store all I wanna do is pop a damn tag
Made it honest, that's why the blacks get mad at you
Even foreigners shop and got big graditude
I make more than you, but you got the additude
Like I can't be shoppin at Saks Fifth Avenue
I'm just tryin to buy my baby some creed spring flower
But they don't know that the Tecca Nina cheese means power
So they look at me like none of my breed brings valor
Thats why when you see us in passing we seem sour
Last time I checked, my power shockeras
I was on top of the indy charts and not a slotera
but I'm the author of darkness and I like the opera
So why when I'm at Macbeth they wont treat me more propera?
Chorus
Cuz I'm a Blackboy...
Came from nothing, don't mean my life means nothin
Made it out the game through the pain and sufferin
Y'all don't think I see them purses y'all clutchin? (I do)
See I'm a Blackboy...
Scared when you see me, frauds disappear like a genie
Little whiteboys want to be me
but you don't want to go through What I go through...
true definition of a Blackboy
Frontline... shoot, soldiers represent that
Frontline... shoot, Grand Verb, it's the snatch back
Head wrapped in the desert, boombox on the camel back
Escape from the clone lab, fugitives spook black
With finesse in you, its the knowledge from way back
The prophet of the page dont eat right till it all cracks
Blackboy rappin from the pages torn
Street scriptures more classic than the Jimmy Cracked Corn
A spawn of the movement, keep the music movement
So my purpose stays clear and my music stays groovin
I do it for the real, I don't need Jena Six
for me to know America is still on that bullshit
So people think that black are just ball players and singers
That massa complex is what fuels the street bangers
and street soldiers to stand up
No choice to get it right, so these Blackboys can finally get they man up
Chorus
Cuz I'm a Blackboy...
Came from nothing, don't mean my life means nothin
Made it out the game through the pain and sufferin
Y'all don't think I see them purses y'all clutchin? (I do)
See I'm a Blackboy...
Scared when you see me, frauds disappear like a genie
Little whiteboys want to be me
but you don't want to go through What I go through...
true definition of a Blackboy
I'm a Blackboy and always gettin underestimated
But when I move next door, I know you hate it
You had my whole family investigated
and when they didn't find no crack, you said I ate it
Uh-uh, a motherfucker just elevated
over ghetto life that was designated
You see this Blackboy, you know heaven made it
I don't want to go if I got to integrate it
You know pellot boy, be happy you made it
Just take what you got, and stop complainin
Ok, weather man will stop the rainin
on my people head, and start explainin
what your people said, believe in the bible
but you still act barbaric and psycho
My name is Ice Cube, bitch, it ain't Michael
I'll never bleach my own skin just to be like you
Chorus
Cuz I'm a Blackboy...
Came from nothing, don't mean my life means nothin
Made it out the game through the pain and sufferin
Y'all don't think I see them purses y'all clutchin? (I do)
See I'm a Blackboy...
Scared when you see me, frauds disappear like a genie
Little whiteboys want to be me
but you don't want to go through What I go through...
true definition of a Blackboy
When its drama in the air
Imma beat you up
You don't fuck with me
I don't care
Imma beat you up
Anytime or anywhere
Imma beat you up
Yeah yeah
This is anger
This to anybody who say something
Derrogotory about a stranger
Meaning strange music
Or connected its best
If ya just exit when your neck get's requested
To get slit
Niggas be hiding behind they myspace irrate
But get all buddy buddy in my face
I hate envious motherfuckers
Better migrate
Off into something other than my state
If you was better than us
Gettin more cheddar than us
You would be measuring up
You niggas ain't clever enough
All of you bitchin because you wishin
You was in our position
Fuck you niggas
Anybody blow
We make the decision
Strange music
Trav and tech having threats
From cyber thug niggas
Yapping shit ain't happened yet
Cause you fags in check
What do we need to be cashing next
That'll be your soul motherfucker cause your ass in debt
[Intro]
First entry for Sickology 101, Dysfunctional
[Tech N9ne]
Yeah
Don't you bring me nothing stupid
If you don't want me to lose it
Step back if you don't want me to attack
I'm a beast, Better give me the deuces
I have no tolerance for nonsense
Get away from me
Me don't wanna get dollars
Don't wanna holler but you makin me
I'm a little dysfunctional
You're the problem, Please don't awakin me
And I'm that way cause back in the day
Most have forsaken me
Lodi dodi, I'm at the party
On a drunk night with a punk
Might dude wanna pick a fight because he's sorry...
That he ain't Gotti, Like I be
Cause he sloppy, Not me
Costly rocks be spot free
But he don't know I'm roguish
Surrounded by my soldiers
And they be locked and loaded
Will explode if you can't hold us
And we don't got no scruples
We didn't come to fight and shoot you
But you busters better be mutual
Don't get loose because we cuckoo
Listen, They call me genius, I run the show
Woman be on my penis, It's wonderful
Demons think they the meanest
But I brung the foe on the flow
Little bit sick, Don't you know?
[Hook: Big Krizz Kaliko]
I'm a little dysfunctional, Don't you know?
If you push me, It might be bad
Get a little emotional, Don't you know?
You could fool around and make me mad
I'm a little dysfunctional, Don't you know?
If you push me, It might be bad
Get a little emotional, Don't you know?
Might fool around and make me mad
Don't make me mad
[Big Scoob]
Born to hustle
I'm a product of environment
The game done changed
So I've been forced into retirement
But I make moves and I paid dues
And I got common sense
Since I can't lose and I can't choose
Then I'll come back to spit
I got hit songs but I've been gone so long that I don't fit
Near death, Dethrone but can't get on
So I need me a lick
I write these songs but don't belong
I'm on some other shit
I'm huntin' leads in desperate need
I hope it's comin' quick
I'd wrap my brain to find a lane
That's gon' bring me some change
But it's so strange, My life has changed
And I am not the same
I come around but since I'm down
It feels uncomfortable
I try to hide it deep inside but I'm dysfunctional
I never learned to hold it in
I gets emotional
First, Implode and then explode
I am combustible
So please don't push to play me, pussy
On some real shit, Won't be defeated
If I'm heated, nigga
Aww shit!
[Hook: Big Krizz Kaliko]
I'm a little dysfunctional, Don't you know?
If you push me, It might be bad
Get a little emotional, Don't you know?
You could fool around and make me mad
I'm a little dysfunctional, Don't you know?
If you push me, It might be bad
Get a little emotional, Don't you know?
Might fool around and make me mad
Don't make me mad
[Big Krizz Kaliko]
I aint no killer but don't push me
Goody goody choir boy never been no pussy
Could be carrying something up under my hoody
Krizz would never snap and kill a baller, y'all
Or would he?
Now I wanna be peaceful
But I carry Desert Eagles where ever black people are
You know how black people are
I peep 'em out, Try to stay evened out
Wanna preach to 'em but their evil keep on seepin out
Emotions get the best of me
Messed up and then y'all get the rest of me
Depressed and stressed, Feel like my destiny
I know y'all think less of me
Cause I'm always sick and I can't let it be
Pharmaceutical soup be the best recipe
It's gon' be the death of me
I need different cultures to coast
While I keep throwin' them pills down my throat
Dysfunctional blunts will do
Smokin Bombay can give me Fung Shui
But I wish that it all would go away
Or maybe I should pray for Jesus Christ
To just un-pretzel me
Tryin to pray for change
But sometimes it feel like he lets it be
So I just take another couple doses
Probably be fine but if you get too close
You'll find out that I...
[Hook: Big Krizz Kaliko]
I'm a little dysfunctional, Don't you know?
If you push me, It might be bad
Get a little emotional, Don't you know?
You could fool around and make me mad
I'm a little dysfunctional, Don't you know?
If you push me, It might be bad
Get a little emotional, Don't you know?
Might fool around and make me mad
(Verse One)
i i am a game gamer play the part major heart break a brain changer take her thoughts make her start they insane anger then they can march hate can spark names they (DANGER) you gotta be fine to get in my chamber untain aint no shame when i bang stranger but thats a thousand points 1 got it but the thing drained her in the game hang her in the strain of a main claimed her now what chu gonna do different wounder how well the picture went the one i saw twitchin sent saw threw mommy like mr.kent lookin like her kisses were whistling to get liquor bent or wishin for me to stick her in a position to dip i get her hint a hundred points she gets cuz we connected 500 hundred points for the number that tech direct texted bonus 300 if she come over and get naked but a stinky crevice took her to nothing girl take the EXIT.
(HooK)
When you see me smilin'
I'm really frownin'
You think you really wilin'
I'm killa klownin'
Meaning i don't give a fuck about nothin'
You say that you do because stupid
Iz how everybody soundin'
Niggah you think you know me
But only if you knew me homie
You leave me by my lonely
I'm thinkin' death and destruction
Imagez of blood n pus and
I ain't lookin' for nothin' but trouble
Thinkin' of murderin' you when i'm just loungin'
That'z just the devil (just the devil)
Block it out and keep it movin'
I'm evil and this pussy that i'm pursuin'
Gimme the bible yes i need it
Cuz tecca nina'z in ruin
Mentally i'm fuckin' up when i really don't know what i'm doin'
My tolerance for physical pain is gained rapidly
I'm gobblin' more thizzlez than thangz but it came back at me
The holy father musta flipped and became mad at me
Because i'm ponderin' a wicked insane strategy
How to end it all
Many men will fall
And he sent us all
Ninna been involved
You dont really want it wit me punk you dont have the gaw
It takes the blood on my tongue to get me wanna brawl
No sentimental shit
Death is the penalty for any bitch who try to rekindle this that'll get ya temple hit
bout to bubble about to pop just like a pimple get
Sin is somethin so insane im so not for simple shit
So teeter tatter motha fucka if you wanna but just keep it to the left of me
Crazy till the death of me
Pussy money mo money blood and guts is the recipe
Havin hella drama for ninna is a neccessity
Good and bad is fightin within me and im the referee
Shit its lookin like evil is gettin the best of me
Bitches think im pleasant and really wantin the sex with me
I promise you im losin it you no really wanna mess wit me
You dont wanna see me run up wit the thang (cock back)
Make the trigga bang bang (You dont wan it wit me)
If you dont really want it niggah (fall back)
Cuz to killas it aint never been a thang (You dont want it wit me)
And i can give em to ya if you feel u really want it one of us aint gonna make it out (You dont want it wit me)
Yeah you can
Will you go with me don’t leave me lonely
Would you go with me baby if I tell you I can do you good tonight say yeah you can
Can we get lost mama if I promise I can break you off tonight say yeah you can
Would you go with me baby if I tell you that ill do you good tonight say yeah you can
Can we get lost mama if I promise I can break you off tonight say yeah you can
Can I holla atcha yo holllla holla can I holla holla you liking the way I throw these dollas
at chu they say your kitty cat is one hell of a dog catcher can I take to my kennel and make it
all better can I get you in the parking lot I mean can I get you out the parking lot then we
can bend the corner and find a darker spot baby can I let the seat back so I can bark a lot
yeah you can I see why u at the silver slipper cuz that ass fat baby pass that let me smash
that want me jizzum but I holds em bagnum courtesy of my player partner Trojan magnum think you
pimpin your broads you’ll be hold like tagnum first night like im mad I don’t know these hoes
from adam deep as im deep down diamond Joes I jabbed em can I come back again and repeat this
with you madam
Would you go with me baby if I tell you I can do you good tonight say yeah you can
Can we get lost mama if I promise I can break you off tonight say yeah you can
Would you go with me baby if I tell you I can do you good tonight say yeah you can
Can we get lost mama if I promise I will break you off tonight say yeah you can
Can I tell you a secret before you get to answer shadow done already peeped it it’s the freak
with reason the ladies wet in they bed and shell probably get orgasmic just from giving me head
can I bring a couple of my closest friends get a telly play some music prolly throw you some
mens oh you wana keep me all to myself you wana cum a couple times well mami can I offer some
help can I see the way your body look from the back she shook form the fact that me tongue
motions did it like that had her walking like she had a camel hump on her back and since they
say we only mammals i'm the king of the cat and as long as your ass is fat can I give it a
smack record the whole thing and play it on track if you telling me you good with that ima
handle some things but is it cool if I come right back
Would you go with me baby if I tell you that ill do you good tonight say yeah you can
Can we get lost mama if I promise I can break you off tonight say yeah you can
Would you go with me baby if I tell you that ill do you good tonight say yeah you can
Can we get lost mama if I promise I can break you off tonight say yeah you can
I know you heard of me baby i'm one they talk about they call me calli baby say it while we
walking out and next lets hit the exit go get naked doing thing you know will get you pregnant
but cant it be just a fantasy plan to have you panicking this shit pad in this ring bring out
the man in me and ill be gentle at first and then frantically i'm a damaged de back at you
attacking where your pant be
And I just want to love you now can you tell me how I get you home tonight baby let me turn
you round lick you up and down let me see every part of light
And maybe it’s the drink making you look better or maybe its my voice making you get wetter if
you like me like I like you girl don’t hesitate don’t make me wait tell me
Would you go with me baby if I tell you I can do you good tonight say yeah you can
Can we get lost mama if I promise I can break you off tonight say yeah you can
Would you go with me baby if I tell you I can do you good tonight say yeah you can
Dwamn
Everybody's off up in the place
Like Dwamn
Women throwin' booties in my face
Like dwamn
Am I teccanina you can bet that
I am
Down for wham bam thank you mam
Like dwamn
This is for all of ya'll killers
Who buy my records supporting all my dogs
When I'm in your town
Can I pub crawl with ya'll
Go back home with your
Silky drawers baby doll
Exodus insanus nocturnus
Never your clan cannot learn us
Ya'll dead cold and I'm a furnace
With hella hot burners
I vibe like no other man when
I'm in another land
Use a rubber band
I don't love her man
Bell till I bail ride till I die
Yes I'm that gang related nigga yellin' why
Haters find it hard for them to see
How hard nina be
Tell me who you came to see
TechN9NE TechN9NE
Been on TV been on CD's
Who been that mystery
What's my name
TechN9NE TechN9NE
And what you gain from me
Is pain from me
Tell me who you came to see
Bout to bring it back boss doggin'
boss ballin' bigger than beitnam
We brop bombs
On the boulevard Bickin' it
With my biggas bubblin' bouncin'
Big bootie blacks and blonds
Ronnz from Berlin all the way
To Don Juan's
Kansas City's me front lawn
One man beyond bomb
Come with crazy shit
Get your ass on the dance floor
You lazy bitch
In order to bring the bread cream in
I got to keep them heads ringin'
You trip and you's a dead demon
No spread semen leavin'
Groupies on the bed dreamin'
Her newlywed steamin'
With the infrared beamin'
Do I have to get my gun
For this punk spit one for this punk
Villain I ain't bought
To have ta run from this punk I dump
Nigga what I keep it crunk
And cranked lumps in banks
Your girl's getting' pumped and spanked
Who you aim to be
Who you claim to be
Do you aim to be
Insane bane with me
Can you hang with me
Man claim strange with me
Dangerously
Then tell me who you came to see
TechN9NE TechN9NE
Been on TV been on CD's
Who been that mystery
What's my name
TechN9NE TechN9NE
And what you gain from me
Is pain from me
Tell me who you came to see
You better blow that shit out
If it ain't greeny green
Better throw that shit out
Kind of funny
How I come nina stun niggas
Out of money
Then I run with a gun trigger
Get us in a club killer
When I am in it
Women give us love with 'em
I'm a damn menace
We keepin' it hot
Don't cock the glocks
If you came to make it hop
You're at the spot drop
We smoke weed
And we drink rum up teccanina
Sex we don't stop till
We bust nut teccanina
Ain't no change in me
Ain't no sugar veins in me
Ain't no petty kiddy games in me
If you're with me
And ain't ashamed to be
Flamed with me
Tell 'em tell 'em
Who ya who ya came ta came ta see see
TechN9NE TechN9NE
Been on TV been on CD's
Who been that mystery
What's my name
TechN9NE TechN9NE
And what you gain from me is pain from me
I'm this way cuz I got up and got it
When I was the oddest and demolished
The hotter scholars with all of this goddish
Product called it way polished, I jotted
Dotted then they got it.
Bollocks.
Stayed modest but psychotic thought
Is raw and sick.
But everybody didn't want to give a nigga
The time of day.
How will I ever reach another when
I'm lost in the gray?
I gotta be different to get a grip and the pay.
Say, say, say what you want about Nina.
The one who's wishing me coming up missing,
That one's a dreamer.
Calling me ugly, I laugh.
Cuz I'm rough as rugby and fast.
The industry chubby and flab.
You look sick pudgy and crass.
Now your chick wanna hug me and smash.
I look lovely in cash.
Instead of muggy and clash,
You act like we was buddies in class.
Got my painted face, ain't it great?
Really illuminated.
I made it within a tainted space.
Better to bring it straight and gain it late,
Then aim at fake. Famous for my brain.
You have entered the Melancholy Maze.
We hope you find your way.
I'm in the bank now
60, 80, and one more makes 100
Alrighty, thanks
You have a great day
You too
Next in line, please
Yea, I would like to make a withdrawal
OK. Hey!! Your Aaron Yates. I remember you
Yea, yea thats me baby thats me
So what are you doing now a days
Uh, I'm a I'm a rapper. Uh, Strange Music, you heard of Strange Music?
Yea, Strange Music "Where bullshit ain't nothing. I know
Ha ha, yea yea, thats it baby I w...
I remember you being in the lunch room rapping and you used to beat on your chest at the same time.
I used to love that
Thank you baby, I...
Will you do it for me
Now baby, I'm really tryna get a, I'm tryna, I'm really trynna...
Please
OK check it I got something for you, check it out
Tech Freestyling and beating on chest:
Yo, what up, situp get up
With us killers enough niggas
To crush a lung
To bust your guts and liver
Hit with Ruger, now you living off in a river
Watching this arsenist
While i spark a bit of my heart
And bark I'mma start this ####
sir)
Welcome to the bottomless pit
Animalistic
I know its hella dark in there
My world (
sir) is not like a regular life
We tote big guns instead of a knife
hey you can't say that in here)
Hella grim night
The devil is in flight
He said the baretta will get us what ever is in sight
You got a job, i ain't got one
You got a wad, i got a shotgun
You got a guard, i got a squad
He won't play me on radio cause they be on
Punk shit daily on, industry's a shady one
Don't nobody wanna deal with a nigga that got it together
For real and even think his own thoughts
Everybody wanna do what everybody else doing the copy cat is what
They been taught, Imma get in the brain of the lame
I contain pain and imma give it to the rap game
The way you're doing it the way you're persuing it you're
Gonna ruin it villain it's a god damn shame.
Are you ready for the real here we go now,
Most on the radio can't flow now,
Everyday I gotta cut the radio down
Sound like another pac or an O-Town
You can't have a contest or a show down
When two cats got the same kind of flow sound
Tecca Nina I'm coming to put the mo down
Run up in the record label with a four pound
Am I too versatile cursed to drown in the bowels
Of the earth man I'll be first to growl and burst out the vowels
Of the original murderist verse out the mouth
Big Tech N9ne's gonna be the one running the race
That's real I'm speaking to everyone in the place
I can deal with you don't like the drum
And the bass if you can deal with a mother fucking gun in your face
I can't get with it, record labels and the industry is sick with it
P.D.'s some really don't know a hit for shit
Kick the bitch if you diss my hit, you might get pistol whipped
Catch'em in the hall, hitt'em in the jaw
Give it to the fans they can get it all
Cause the industry is punks, Tech I'm ready to get krunk
I'm comin' to straight dump with a pump
How many 2 pacs and JZ's and Master P's can they conceive?
Don't they know a few gloc's 380's and master keys will make'em bleed
How you gonna say black people won't listen to this or don't listen to that
Like saying a fool can slang cane a fool can gang bang but never will get hit with a gat
You better get your story straight cause I ain't no devil for real
I'm a rebel for real that Tech N9ne is on some other level for real
You're a pebble to real niggas songs like Psycho Bitch and Real Killer
Einstein nigga that's a mill stealer the idiots say black folk won't feel us
What you think we dumb? Do we all gotta run when the heat come?
Showing original tongue it'll be fun but the mother fuckers want the bums
And the weak ones Suge Knight punked
The industry quick that's because most the industry's bitch nigga
I'm a man I don't be running from nobody we deal with niggas who trippin' and giving us shit
Radio won't play the unk fay thought they wanted rap
To advance but they ont day when I die imma aunt hay
Every industry faggot who giving money to an unk pay
Tech and Tekneko get people involved from KC to Mexico
Strapped with that fat desert eagle run up on the industry
And let the heat go
You can look into my E.Y.E.'s and you can see why these
Mother fuckers don't wanna see my steeze
Cause imma killa when lyricals come undone I do miracles
And I come from the kingdom of rumble drums
And hums become bumbles, I'm the one that begun the gun tongue get sprung
Got everyone comin' in bundles
Act like a bitch treated like a bitch, act like a chump
Treated like a chump when the funk jumps what you gonna want?
Ain't gon want nothin' industry punks you can run but ya can't hide from the ride
You can say that it's dope but I won't buy it, you can think Tech 9
Really won't fly but I got a killer ear and a killer eye
Def Jam take chances in my opinion, they give advances to the niggas
That's really on universal loud laface, that's some of my favorites
But the ones who call the shots most of 'em on some hater shit.
That other shit, for ya mother sis or your brother bitch
Not no lover lick, packing blackened fat and blubber shit
Yeah, the radio dead cause the industry is punks put the
Times Running Out (Running Out) Time Keeps On Tickin (We Got To Keep It Movin)
Times Running Out (Running Out) Time Keeps On Slippin (We Got To Keep It Movin)
Pain. (What Is It) Originally Penalty Physically Or Mentally Sensations U Feel When You Hirtin Distressed, A Bit Of Anguish Can Bring You Closer To Your
Death, Cuz Of The Lack Of Success Now, Time, Aint On My Side Cuz Im Tryin To Find My Piece Of Mind And Rhyme, But The Catch Is You Got To Have The Paper To
Shine, If We Dont Im Sorry We Might Have To Do Capers Do Crime, Cuz My Mom Is Sic Doc, Im Gridlocked, Epilepsy And Lupus Alfred Hitchcock, Coulndt Write The
Suspense And Shit On This Block, Fist-Cocked When Im Walking My Lips Locked, Irs And The Child Division They Wanna Shut A Nigga Down To The Ground Gotta
Make This Shit Pop
Neva Like I Cheated For The Chedder Whatever We Gotta Do To Make It Better Cuz Im (Running Out)
Mama Gotta Get A Better Livin I Got The Power To Bust (We Got To Do It Movin)
Tryin To Get A Milli And I Really Been Silly The Pill In Me Killin Me So The Devils (Comin Out) Lookin For Love An The Demon Neva Lookin For Love'm (I
Guess Im Trully Ruined) No Matter What I Ever Do,Nina Always Gotta Deliver,Never Comin Out On Top As The Winner,Might Have To Take It Back To November,71
When I Was The Heavenly Son,Now We Run With Killas Who Carry The Guns,Marry The Bum Now I Gotta Marry The One,Sick Of Carrying The (I Have No Clue)
The Root Of The Problem,Is The Root Of All Evil,The Ones That Hiss At The Enemy,And The Ones That Ruined My People,After All This Time,After All This
Rhyme,Still,Comin To See Me The Fans Takin In All This N9ne,And Thats Positive Cuz Everything Is Negative I Need A Sedative U Get Her Preg-A-Nent They
Levy Shit Takin More Money Than Youll Ever Get,Im Ready As Ready Get,For The Capital Out For Your Stack Ill Attack For Your Fetti Bitch But Thats Petty
Shit,And If I Grind I Wonder How Much Time They Gon Make Me Sit
Its Like Its A Trap,Rap,When U Spend Ur Scratch,And U Get With A Partner On The Coast And Somehow U Never Get It Back,And You Cant Go Get Him With A
Gat,Cuz If U Do That The State Will Separate You From Your Brats,Chillin With The Killas And Rats,Im In A Race For Time,They Wanna Replace My
Mind,Skinheads,Cops,Gangbangers,And Its All In The Devils Design,Just To Get Me,Gotta Get The Money Quickly,Before My Mother Is A Wonderful History,If I
Cant Make It Before That I Will Neva Eva Forgive Me,Racin For Happiness For That Sunshine Euphoria,But Its Melancholy And Its Dim-Foggy And Dark Like
Van-Goriabut Im Tryin To Pick Up The Pieces That Are Broken Beast Is My Species,So I Hope My Mothers Alive And Me Too When This Album Releases,But The
Time Is Tickin And My Kids Are Growin Up I Aint Blowin Up, I Guess The Bass In My Music Aint Hittin Low Enough,Fuck That Shit Nigga Cuz My Tone Is
Tough,Shit That Im Doins Rough,Meetings With Atlantic Jive And Tvt Cant Come Soon Enough
We Do Too Much Will We Make It?
We Make Money And They Take It
Time Time Time Time (Runnin Out)
I was kicking it
With this chick for a minute
She picked me to hit it
Real stiffly I sitted
He spit
Then we quit it
Then I told her
To miss me
And splitted
Quickly I lit it up
No problem to get it up
Then she called and said
She needed me to help her
Get rid of what
A baby
She said she wanted me to kill it
No evidence
Blood
Don't spill it
I'm saying at first
I didn't feel it
But then I started to ponder
On what was coming up
Yonder
A baby by a fling
Made days seem
Really somber
So we both were in agreement
The baby I seen it
Thinking of killing it
Made me almost fall
To the cement
This ain't a job
I can do myself
I ain't got the brain for this
So I called a homie in Kansas
Who was trained for this
He said
The way I rap
And make skrill for a living
He said he kills for a living
For the grip span
He's a hit man
So I paid him a fee
He told me
What date it would be
Me and her was down
But I really don't think
The baby was G
So we three road to Kansas
Baby probably thinking we scandalous
Can't even walk
And we band his
Life
Man is trife
Walked in
And he told us to relax
I sat
And he took
Her and baby to the back
Before I came
I smoked some dope
To calm me
They came back
And she was baby less
And she was looking like a zombie
Baby gone (Baby gone)
Were we wrong (Hella wrong)
Gotta move on (Gotta move on)
Let it alone (yeah)
I dropped her off
But she didn't hate me
For killing the baby
She said she still
Wanted to date me
Crazy
I'm riding and I'm thinking
I took a life
But I ain't tweeking
I know God
Probably thinking
I should die
Real killer
That is me
Real killer
That is me
Real killer
That is me
This is what you call a what
Real killer
That is me
Real killer
That is me
Real killer
That is me
I don't really give a fuck
Real killer
That is me
Real killer
That is me
Real killer
That is me
Know that ain't nobody iller
Real killer
That is me
Mass murderer
Natural born killer
That is me
A couple of years later
I'm creeping with this chicklet
Little thick chick
Hit it raw
And gave her triplets
I need to learn to hold my liquid
So I called my man
In Kansas City, Kan
I told him I
Needed him to do it again
After he put 'em away
I asked him
Homie how could you
Be so raw
He said to me
How could you be so raw
We scatted
one year later
I splatted
In the same chick
She wanted to have it
But I made her do
The same shit
So I murdered five kids of mine
I'm 'bout to sit in hell a lifetime
Bid for mine
Cause of abortion
No more
Abortion
Now it's blown out of proportion
Insane
Never again
Real killer
That is me
Real killer
That is me
Real killer
That is me
This is what you call a what
Real killer
That is me
Real killer
That is me
Real killer
That is me
I don't really give a fuck
Real killer
That is me
Real killer
That is me
Real killer
That is me
Know that ain't nobody iller
Real killer
That is me
Mass murderer
Natural born killer
(intro)
Yea so, since i was 10 years older then her she tried to give that coming to America spiel
You know what Im saying like
Some guys put in an hour
some of them even an hour and a half,
but a man gotta put in overtime for me to get off
(Chorus)
Work it baby
Im gona give you extra you deserve it baby
put a star next to you cause you perfect baby
All the time
Clock out, clock in for overtime
(Tech N9ne)
If you think we bout to go to sleep
Forget about it
you can really doubt it
we can make theses energies link
In the middle was the night fixing to enter de pink
Never one to be stingy i leave my dinner she winks
cause she thinks she got me in her ??? ??? brinks
But Im a stick it with out a ticket and in her tender she thinks
Suck me up and i become her energy drink
And thats what your gona need
punch the clock like Im gona be done on 3
Baby you prolly wanna kick and get her done on e
But you ever have steamy
sexual fun on weed
So i told her 9
No i don't look it but Im the older kind
but that dont mean Im gona stick and be quick to forget it
because tonight Im get it in overtime
(Chorus)
(Stevie Stone)
Said i
Love your body
love your pace
Love the way your maneuverin your body off in my space
And weather the chase
and have your body off in the days
And could you feel the hormones they offer rays
and check it
Let me take a little dose of the page
Im hittin 4 hours and hours ..hours hours hours and days
All the positions i feel it really back in the day
Im ready to play my trombone have a parade
Get it get it get it get it come here
well theres a couple little things i wanna say in your ear
Im shifting gears
Never wanna smoke the wheel
Stevie stone in the bed
Im a freak for real
Baby girl Im gona fight for real
a little checkwards tongue got me head over heals
weather to chill
head shot ready to kill
ready to deal
head rock bock
not that you will
(Chorus)
(Tech N9ne)
Baby baby
Gave me and job and i love it
I know you be lovin the way i throb when you hug it
When i got the panini i thought the job really was it
Before the panini you take the job and you shove it
Feel like a nigga makin love when i does it
Don't clock em when Im stopin when it buzz Im gona plug in
good enough to be your husband in public
You really wantin to be packin a stud in your luggage
(Stevie Stone)
ahhh
pack a stud in your luggage
Break down baby strong on love it
probably make a nigga wanna love it
make me wanna snatch it
CT grub it
huuuaa
its one of a kind
You with me girl and Im coming with the N9nes
Spread them legs and open wide
Give me that overtime
(Verse 1)
Raised in the middle of the land full of bar-b-que stands and the brothers throw hands
Everybody grittin gettin grands
Kansas City were the pretty women make you say DWAM!
Kicks it like a donkey cause we famous
Wicked women want me cause I came up
This is were the homies trip and say what
Yo we from the "Show-Me" get my money, p-p-pay up
Got on my 501's and my gritter posture
I fit her proper, if she papered I'm in her choppers
Lettin her know this ninna dinner cost her
And I'm finna squash her
So animal like someone better get her doctor
This boy is born and raised in KC, M.I.Z.Z.O.U.
But once in a while I hit the L.K. (Lawrence, KS) for ladies
Cause they straight be, in KU
Then back to Kansas City were it's Gates all on they plate
We think about it and we crave it when we vacate
I represent the MO and all the way to K-State
Call me Tech N9ne but teachers and students call me A. Yates
(Hook)
I'm hella fine like the food at Ollie Gate's
Strawberry, baked bean, mixed plate
So everybody just bounce, rock, skate
Can't wait O.G. Ollie Gates
O.G. Like Ollie Gates
O.G. Like Ollie Gates
O.G. Ollie Gates
O.G. Baby
(Verse 2)
This is Kansas City
We be scoutin pretty young things yo we got her ???
Like dun deal I'm a pop her blouse and
Get her hot and ready listenin to Roger Troutman
Rest in peace baby, seven this beats crazy
Teach babys we used to listen to this atleast 80
We Kansas City steppin
No question we reppin 56 and 57
We know that if he jeffin then he's shady
KCK's Gates got the chicken wings
This will bring traffic when the people really want the crispy things
So you better be listenin cause the don is sniffin green
This is the mission get ya when you hittin your nicotine
They got your money man and you know that they ain't
Somethin delicious yea you know the tray say Gates
That's the place were they come and getcha if the pay late
But I stay great cause everyones bangin the A. Yates
(Hook)
I'm hella fine like the food at Ollie Gate's
Strawberry, baked bean, mixed plate
So everybody just bounce, rock, skate
Can't wait O.G. Ollie Gates
O.G. Like Ollie Gates
O.G. Like Ollie Gates
O.G. Ollie Gates
O.G. Baby
(Verse 3)
North-side where is you, EY
South-side where is you, EY
East-side where is you, EY
West-side what it do, EY.. Tech N9ne
Ain't nobody's sauce like this
Ain't no other bar-b-que boss like this
The Fiorella's might cost quite a bit
Ya we do it but the fire ain't brought like this
O.G. told me go see
If the other city's Q is G.O.O.D.
But he knew that I would find out slowly
Just like my KC bar-b-que they cannot hold me, A. Yates
(Hook)
I'm hella fine like the food at Ollie Gate's
Strawberry, baked bean, mixed plate
So everybody just bounce, rock, skate
Can't wait
Now everybody say
Lalalalalalalalalala, lalalalalalalalalala
Now everybody say
We've got thirty-five or more people out there now killing 20 and 30 people each
Like if i had a Thirty-Eight right now i could make you do just about anything i wanted to
Just about all my life people have been doing that to me
Yes, but if they kill without conscious how can they be treated?
How can we recognize them before it happens again?
I think we're all expecting these killers to be frothing-at-the-mouth-maniacs
the scary thing is that seemingly normal people commit these crimes they can act like anyone your friend, a teacher, a guy next door
I just think we live in such a violent society
Seemed like a regular guy, you know normal kinda quiet, but uh pretty smart, H-he just didn't seem like the kinda of guy that would kill anyone you know? I mean it doesn't make any sense
They dont think that you're worth anything, you're in their way.
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
Ain't nobody stupid enough to get at me
Full of a lot of lemon Sprite and Hennessy
Betta be on my team and not my enemy
Givin the suckas murder with my energy
See by the way I'm walkin Imma killa
Can see by the way she talkin Imma steal her
Get it poppin you ? Godzilla
And the gloc'll pop if you mix up my scrilla
Listen to me when I say that Imma get it
I know you really loving the way a nigga spit it
It don't matta the whether Ninna gotta grit it
And I never will give a damn about a critic
I don't think you ever seen nobody rougher
? the other the music gotta touch ya
But if I gotta break it down for tha suckas
All killa no filla mutha fucka
[Chorus: Tech N9ne]
The killer in me, is the killer in me [x4]
[Big Krizz Kaliko]
With an arsenal of tongue twisting rhymes
N9ne's music makes for good times (Ahehehe)
[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
Hatas you better be careful when you speak with me
I don't think you really wanna be off in the beef with me
Stupid thinkin you wanna come and get a piece of me
Flow anorexic and my flow is obesity
Betta kneel down the moment that I enter
I'm a veteran and you nothin but a begina
Not a devil but you can bet that I'm a sinna
I gotta eat the pretty women up for dinna
I can be little psychotic on the wickedness
It's a homicidal recital when I'm rippin it
And you know we get hella tighter when I'm kickin it
It's a fantasy for many but I be livin it
Do whateva I gotta do to get the mill
I get down and dirty and ? with the skill
If you wanna come and get it but know the victory is not in your favor cuz I got the power to kill
[Chorus: Tech N9ne]
The killer in me, is the killer in me [x4]
[Verse 3: Tech N9ne]
Ask anybody they will say I'm runnin this
I know I got cha lady wantin some of this
My encephalid ain't no tellin what will come of it
Not in trouble I bring em not even if the sun is lit
Got the prophecy it's takin over the nation
Ain't no stoppin me I got the certification
Choppin broccoli count the money that I'm makin
Stop the machory it be funny cuz you fakin
All of my killa homies wanna hit
Put the elbow macaroni on a bitch
Killa killa for real gorilla with tha fist
Let it loose Imma leave ya losin with a stitch
If you thinkin you got it better Imma cut cha
Killin you off and I love it when you suffa
But if I gotta break it down for tha suckas
All killa no filla mutha fucka
[Chorus: Tech N9ne]
Intro
If you at the rink put ya skates on roll with the nina celebrate and that the day gone just because the DJ aint diggin it pumpin they song mediocre rappers pick tecca nina to hate on and they do it all night and day long but when they see me that frowned up hatin face gone aint no rah uh reason ya fronted ya should've just kept it one hunit learn how to make ya face stay stone
Chorus
Why you comin at me like that, is it cause I came up you mad, cause ya see me with all this cash( Keep it one hunit)
Homie it aint no changin me, yeah I'm still the same OG and on my momma I'm always be(Keep it one hunit)
Verse 1: Big Scoop
One hunit thats the reason vick dog was called representer of the five block villian nigga dog well respected in the crime don way back to pauls thats my liquer store my hood where I swang my balls for you young niggas that aint know that really don't know the name check my history eventually you'll get told the same nigga vick dogs a damn fool a fixture in the game and I play it by my own rules damned if imma change I was raised in this gang bang lived through this gang bang homies that done died so I got pride in this gang bang fuck nigga bring it, if its beef then imma eat it Imma beast and I'm conseded I have yet to be defeated naw I'm indefeated thats a hard days work boy don't make me pull your skirt and show your pussy on the turf Nigga!
[Hook]
Could have could (4x)
[Verse 1]
Listen, I know I'm always gone
And I ain't never home, and plus you barely ever hear me on the telephone
Just tryin' to sell a song, to my bride (and jealous?) known, and my hell
Is showin'
But if I rest it's just like I'm my melish thrown, all the way all the day
All they say
Call the way, a loved one calls to say all's the bay hog and stay for a
Holiday
But I'm far away, gotta pay, lotta kay, from my daughter's waist under
Their mama's
And they sobbin' (?) when I'm away, but I gotta go get it, a lotta dough in
A hundred percent I'm in it to fly a rope with it, Tecca N9na be breakin'
It up
When I dough spit it, but it get to me when the family (?) no shit it
Becomes hella hurtful
Yo, feeling like I'm running around in circles, if I could I would stomp
With the mic in a circle
[Chorus]
But if I could, I would be good
I would be there for you just like I should
You wouldn't cry when I say goodbye
For the reasons, do (not tell?) me why
But if I could, I would be good
I would relieve you, you think that I would
It feels like I die a little inside, know that I hurt you when I say
Goodbye
[Hook]
Could have could (4x)
[Verse 2]
Check it, I know your heart is skippin', cause I'm on a mission
Your eyes and schnauze are drippin', cause your dog is missin'
And you has brought him wishin' he wasn't a fricken politician
You want his and you hope and pray that God is listenin'
You wanna frolic with him, but he gotta get them, dollars
Give them all of his grin, pile of scripts, and they all assist him
Now he's balla big and tall and you're fallin' friction
Cause you missed your body's twitchin' throbbin' from his rod incisions
So you started fishin', websites and call and bitchin'
Thinkin' some broad is nibblin' on his dick and y'all is driftin'
But he just say nah to chickens, all of this when cause is given
If I could I would dissolve (would dissolve, would dissolve)
[Chorus]
[Outro]
Just trust me, please just trust me
I'm doing all of this music, so we can go all over the world
I swear to God, I'ma take you all over the world baby
We're gonna go, to Hawaii, we're gonna stay for months
You always knew I wanted to go to Hawaii
And we're gonna go all over the world baby
Just give me time, I gotta get this right
Doing up some world tours, I swear to God we're gonna go
All over the world, we're gonna take road trips
We're gonna go, to Japan, we're gonna go, to Africa
Wherever you wanna go, all I need, is a little bit of time
I be bussin', parents be fussin and cussin'
Cause all I talk about is silicon and muffins
So if you didn't come to hear some strip club hits
Then get the hell on cause I'm getting' my mail on I'm hustlin'
I'm talkin' about foes I'm talkin' about fans and kitties
I'm talkin' about ho's and I'm talking about Kansas City
That's where I dwell wit wit, my, my vills and I, I, I will
Pop hot rocks 4 real venomous
When it gets hot, the Tech's straight killin' hataz
When it gets rock, the sex rates 10 I made her sit on this jock
Spits quick game inovator chick generator quick trip James Lemonader
This is the beginning of blingin' and houses
And women welcoming angels and demons on couches
And sinnin' I'm alive and well
The demise will bring ghost stories when I rise
In hell them alive will still vote 4 me
Watch out cause here comes Tecca nina
Roll out cause here comes Tecca nina
Drop down cause here comes Tecca nina
Here comes Tecca nina
Here comes Tecca nina
Bunsai baby everone's high smokin' and drinkin'
And poppin' so hurry come fly cause I got plenty rolls
And I got plenty dough and we got plenty ho's
We roll on 24's
What it is? What it was? And what it shall be?
Where the blizz? Where the ale? Where's the belve?
Caraboulou is 151 and Malibu Rum and pineapple so
What's this weakness you tryin' to sell me?
I represent the Rogue Dog Villain niggas
Better repent the foes all feelin triggas
You got me bent, we rolls all peelin skrilla
Roll call willin' killaz froze yall feelin' millas
This be the best time to bust your best rhyme
You bring your best rhyme I'm on your next line
And when I flex mine I see respect signs call the request line
And just say TECH N9NE
They call me Tecca nina that be my nickname
I often wreck arenas most of 'em chicks man
Spoil us with checks and Visa cause how we spit game
Havin' her bless the weiner I love 2 get brain
4 chicks in the back of the truck, backin' it up
Suckin' on tongues, laughin' it up
Gassin at Kutt, bussin' her bun slappin' it up
Quick wrappin' it up, get thrust with no funds then passin the butt
Absolute when I shoot the shit
Juice the chicks with flows that you use ta get
Take 'em to Adam's house, don't rat 'em out
Or take 'em down to wesses get breastes
Up in yo face and scat 'em out
Make room 4 the crew with beats
That thump I got the sickness horny chicks mighty mine be
Straight doom, 4 the crew that skeet
[Intro:]
This Tech N9ne baby
And I don't do just one thing
I'm everything
If I did one thing
All y'all would agree
But you don't.
So you want me do some madness
Y'all want the crazy shit
But I just wanna kick it sometimes
Drink some Caribou Lou and KC Tea
They want madness
Anghellic and sadness
Fans relish when gladness is damned
Devilish and ashes
But I like this cash
This massive magazine ad
Gets crackin
Attractive chicks passin
Is rap and actresses never asses
They want the clown
The paint and the evil frown
The drinkin, the needle now
The taint and no feeble sounds
But I need your pounds, your pesos
Your people down with this label
And I be so bound for that halo when I be low ground?
They want that black magic
That savage with bad habits
Grab at and stab rabbits
The maggot that has cabbage
But I'm at that fast status
With swagger that's past average
My glasses and rag matches
Don't mean flag and it's no blast added
They say bizarre he went
They love him and dark he vents
Popin the chart
He sent naughty shit to everybody's tent
I wanna be at the party bent
Listenin to Parliament
Sorry this part of me's a gnarly gent
They call me
Harvey Dent
People be
Talkin bout
This an that
Sayin it
And I hear
Can I get
Back what I
Started with
Want me, want my old shit, buy my, buy my old albums
Want my old shit, buy my, buy my old albums
Harvey Dent
They want the demon
The animal that spread the semen
The cannibal
Sign of the heathen
Who's eatin meat 'n no vegan
But I get my fees
And I'm reachin for the decent skis
And a piece of the be frequent beats
And the freak and be hit the cheesing
They want the dark knight
They want a bar fight
Hard bites
Art is the smartest thing
In this scarred life
Women that's our vice
They starin at our ice
Matter what's at the tar lights?
But I hittin the car twice
They want that killer clown
They want the milla sound
Gorilla that pill ya for scrilla
But I hold the villa down
I'm chinchilla now
With maxzilla I tap chillas
You rap niggas you hate
But it's still a crown
Just call me two face
On the right side I got healthy pearly whites
On the left side I got a tooth ache
I'm Asmodeus but then I'm Master Farah?
Black people think I'm a devil
White people think I'm a God
People be
Talkin bout
This an that
Sayin it
And I hear
Can I get
Back what I
Started with
Want me, want my old shit, buy my, buy my old albums
Want my old shit, buy my, buy my old albums
(Feat. Bosko, Krizz Kaliko)
[INTRO]
Your body don't lie, I can tell you've done this before
You're too locked up, let me put my key in your door
Put your body all on top of me, I want to enjoy
[CHORUS]
Sexy sexy enjoy, won't you let me enjoy
[X4]
[VERSE 1]
Welcome to my wonderful world of enjoyment
Only go getting sexy women get employment
Full of exuberance behavior is flamboyant
Anyone not drinkin' or smokin' is an annoyance
If you wanna work you can visit me in the cockpit
You won't know you have it when I put you up on the hot list
Then I check your body parts makin sure that it's spotless
I am the controller so baby just know I got this
Truly elegant sex for the hell of it
Who you got waitin' at the crilla is irrelevant
Need to know the smell of it smellin' like the crotch produce spring flower
Is what I tell the bitch
[CHORUS]
Sexy sexy enjoy, won't you let me enjoy
[X4]
[VERSE 2]
Bebe, BCBG, BP (Baby Phat), CC (Chanel), GC (Gucci)
Take it off so I can see yee
Ya great at extending the PP
Oh shit focus, low chicks, hold this (what?)
(Hootie and the Blow Fish, huh?) hocus pocus
I'mma go in my pocket and pull out a wad of this glock and baby it's no trip
And when your shifts over we can be done
Or we can pretend you a sleaze no tease
You can check out anytime you like
But you can never leave the need to please
[CHORUS]
Sexy sexy enjoy, wont you let me enjoy
[X4]
[VERSE 3]
I can see your lips are smilin' but it's not the ones above
If I enter in ya would you start to pretend that it's love
You're topless (oh lord) you're bottomless too
Kinda crazy what a bottle'll do to you but OOH (ooh wee)
Baby do me, give to me, please let me enjoy
[CHORUS]
Sexy sexy enjoy, wont you let me enjoy
[X4]
[VERSE 4]
It's not a fantasy (so so real)
Comin' uncontrollably
Sexy individual baby lets get physical.
Play with you, you are my toy.
66 to relate 46993
never don't try find me, why
why? 'cause I'm lost in the clouds
earregular boss int he house
I don't hear what you hear nigga
because I hear difference you label me a weird nigga
I like that, and I like mix and dark and some clear liquor
for the night girl, although we ain't the same I cheers with you
then I might back listening to doors records while I get groupie horse
naked
if it's a blood and then gore message
to the movie I'm short catchin
my brain is a forth plaxin
got me label is your message
nigga nigga wanna ignore message
your pissy port message
..a bitch opposite..
while you mad at your bitch
'cause you know she at the back of..on my dick
you gotta be sick, girl I have been thinking..
stack of this record we better we place..is that never be quits
Oh 1 2 3 4 my nigga
doing for much with fire I'll be my nigga
6007 h100 degrees my river
ain;'t the regular mind state but it fried 9 leaver, huh
but the state ..
Earregular, we're nebula
dear secular that's 'cause we seat here next to you
we're giving a fear mess with original witch dress for you
dear pressure that ignorant..the death niggas
I know that my style is different
mean while I get frowns and..
he better know, we let it go
flee never go, see that a pro
will make the sounds breaking down the distance
I get the psyche blonde
when I seat and I write these songs
then I fuck on the..on
plup plup plup so the women it might be wrong
in the middle of the night he goes
and the white for the 90 goes
stop stop stop stop stop
so many sicknesses that I get..but nigga never disappeared
I know,,.get this real stupid.. and I take the..
with the number..I was been erased
When I rhyme I design as it mine less
you can find tag flowin up the devying stretch
never spion less spider case a rhyme..
like Stevie made it in a sign sense
Hook:
Earregular, we're nebula
dear secular that's 'cause we seat here next to you
we're giving a fear mess with original witch dress for you
dear pressure that ignorant..the death niggas
Y'all mother fucker stuck with stupid
I gotta be clear if you ..you fifteen
yeah that's nigga I'm on the grass
look in the bastard I sin the..but I get a pastor
Hook:
Earregular, we're nebula
dear secular that's 'cause we seat here next to you
we're giving a fear mess with original witch dress for you
dear pressure that ignorant..the death niggas
The rapper you gotta have in your chatter
You be gatherin data to mom and dad it's a matter
Cuz they latus fanatical for this bladick that's radical add a
Skill that brings avid adolescents to drag us
Everywhere when they beats by they be lovin this beats
I teach my beast I eat when records released by
They favorite artists invaded their heart's
The way that it started my latest day to pay it's regardless
Ever been to a Tech show? (I haven't, I haven't, I haven't)
Then why you stoppin and poppin me on the deck for?
Hear that I got the best flow (I haven't, I haven't, I haven't)
Granny clever trippin with elly and jethrow
For listening to my music they choose it, they use it
As therapy there will be when I do this, they lose it
Mom and daddy wanna ban me I'm loud like a wild banshee
I'm rowdy and antsy maybe that's why they can't stand me, for real
These are people who can't stand me, ya mamma, ya daddy, ya greasy ass
Granny
Who be callin me uncanny, ya mamma, ya daddy, ya greasy ass granny,
They tell ya, I'm no good for you, but you don't listen to me
I'm the one you love, but you people can't stand me
She love this rap kid as a stack getter but dad lit her
When he saw that the kid was a black nigga
And she's a whack bitch a big fat back wit her
And her mamma's mad see cuz the last dick's is from Africa
That's why they always act shady we splat babies right at brady's
That's maybe the worst for a white lady that's racy
No longer matchmaky when the blacks attack whack they be watchin the mac
Lately
Ever been with a black dude? (I haven't, I haven't, I haven't)
You prolly thinkin we all weed and tattoos
Ever thought white and blacks cool? (I haven't, I haven't, I haven't)
That's cuz you think your daughter's getting her back bruised
You're mom's in your business, she's in your business
Can't you see she want's you to keep us niggas at a distance
Separation existing, and here's cold this story took place when I was 16
Years old, yo
These are people who can't stand me, ya mamma, ya daddy, ya greasy ass
Granny
Who be callin me uncanny, ya mamma, ya daddy, ya greasy ass granny,
They tell ya, I'm no good for you, but you don't listen to me
gold deep nigga
you got big feet and big hands
working like you said you can
i'm laying here thinking why did i even give you a chance
nigga making love you for what?
cuz in the back of my head, am screaming bust your nuts so i can get up
ooh aah ??
you feel so good if what am screaming
but your dick is like where booty is what am leaning
talking about putting ?? work ??
now with that little beaty ass thing
nigga you sweating like a motherfucker
i dont feel shit
why did i even let you hit
pass me my vibrator so i can finish this
is it good to you mami? and am saying yes
but ?? my pussy stretched
she was horny ready to go come ready to flow
but your dick aint even big enough to blow you know
walking around killer city thinking you the man
nigga i could've done a better job with my hand
so the next time you on your way to my place
you ?? a condom
your condom bigger than your dick daddy
ama ride your face
i love you big ??
Hook:
I already play with your friends
now I wanna play with you
I already, I already with your friends
now I wanna play with you
Boy toy, I already play with your friends
now I wanna play with you
Boy toy, I already play with your friends
now I wanna play with you
I should not be one you take two moms
unless your mom talks face the bomb
I don't wanna know if you have some grimp pupan
just great punan and I lay cupan
I'm excited for you to find me invited I'll get your hiny ignited
I'll get your slimy and slided, inside I might even bite it
I can't get mighty and violence
baby why you're you and your girl is ..
so come right over in your PJ's
the day with your be apples is not easy
so you'er telling the girls the game that we play
they call I'm in love with your DJ
signed me up so get behind be but
all you gotta have is tear let me whine me up
all creeds even loud beauty's needing the..
Ozy women oy oy they're lovin this boy toy
Hook:
I already play with your friends
now I wanna play with you
I already, I already with your friends
now I wanna play with you
Boy toy, boy boy boy toy
I already play with your friends
now I wanna play with you
Boy toy, boy boy boy toy
I already play with your friends
now I wanna play with you
Turn on my left I black mumble lose
really sexy ladies in and I kinda swupt
women wonder whose got the long
how am I sticking your mouth and this sweet jumba juice
real hard and real bard and doing ladies none wheels..get the spil guard
hills stars for women standing in the ville
yard this fantasy now real time with Bill MARKS
time is ticking can't find the stickin be mine for stickin
I love it when I find she lickin on me
grind and twitchin design for pitchin the line for missin
I dug it I'll be hind I'll tick it on me
don't rate I'm horny and don't hate on any permanent situation
God I don't date but I'm going make and my power stay on late
and the best thing about this boy is I don't break
[Hook:]
B O Y T O Y me so fly, wanna play with me
she know why she's gonna buy the..
'cause I display the deep
and nothing else some different you're fucking else
you're looking for love and help
and seeking just rub and help
I got you, I don't fake with this bot toy shit
if you wanna play just hit me up and kiss my joy stick
Mhm I love it
you love what?
The boogieman
[Intro]
And just when they thought Tht everythig was peachy keen
Somewhere deep within the shadows
There were other things to be seen
An untamable beast with an urge to feast
And only alone would he stand, the culprit of fear on the 67th tear
There lies, the boogie man.
[Verse 1]
No introduction needed
N9ne times you must repeat it
Mind trying just to lead it
I'm N9ne, who supposed to be this rough MC
Whos glutton-ny would rhyme grime,
Trust believe it.
A legend ever since the projects
Odd tech would get respect when he wreck the set
But never get the props that was god blessed
So this is me, never let the prod rest
The object of rawness inject ur steps to darkness
Led the industry to whispering the name
History became a mystery
Cuz listeners in the game
Wish to sing the same
Which cerebral glitch will lead to lane
And this will be ur pit
For me to split and bleed ur brain
They heard the name
But can't put a face to it, Oh wat a shame
When he rains
And when he stands still, he turn to lanes
From sane to straight wicked, don't tell me u aint heard the saying
The boogiemans real.
[Chorus]
He's underneath ur bed
Trapped inside ur head
U tried to fight it
But u decided it's just that,
Boogieman.
We fear wat we can't see
This webs a tangled weave
Laughter inside u,
Tries n blind u,
From that boogieman.
An in that voice u hear
'Eliminate ur fears'
What do you do?
Discover the truth
That is The Boogieman
And now you know it's real
And everything you feel
Hits you again, you will stand
Face-to-face with that Boogieman
[Verse 2]
Theydon't wanna have to try to do as I do
That's prolly y it aint been easy for me to slide through
I chew rappers up, on stage and mics they by-Flew,
Out with the ravens, flight to hatin, haven lies u
Cuz u don't want change
And u don't want strange,
Rearranging the main lanes to brain games from plain jane
That's when ur fames strange
And u can maintain
U think u sang such an insane rain, samethang
And I'm the shadow in the dark
That came for battlin in the park
And they skidaddled when I barked
That give a rattle to their hearts
Cuz they're afraid they will all fail
Darkness will prevail
The boogieman is not a tall tail
Wat a tough act to follow
U afraid? tell me are ya?
When this came u were nada
Tell ur lane sayonara
(The boogieman, the boogieman)
Big Scoob! That's my nigga rippin it up,
Put the hood up on my shoulders man I'm lifin it up,
Tip in my cup, still a nigga givin a fuck,
You can get touched, pussy nigga spillin them guts,
Man they wanna see the boss don, I be stompin on the hardest streets they walk on,
Old nigga but my knuckle game is still on, it's still strong,
You can test it nigga watch me get my vill on, yeah!!
I ain't changed nigga hungry for bread, left me for dead, duckin dodgin shakin the feds,
What they missed nigga so I'm back searchin for mine, fresh off the grind,
Still gutta sick with these rhymes, flippin these lines, you can see the truth in my eyes,
Never no lies, leven vill screamin with pride,
Till the day that they rest me, hog stylin gutta livin villain that's me
(Tell em who you talkin bout)
The way I, drink heavy when I party n shit, the way I disrespect a bitch and say sorry n shit,
The way I, make it switch it from red to dookie brown, spot a curve and dope boss dogg and lay em down,
On the roads and be no lost cause and wait around,
Show them hoes there'll be no toss drawers till you pay the hound,
The way I refrain, from hangin with simps and never fuckin with shrimp that ain't deveined,
The way I smash for the cash, the way I mash harder (FLASH!),
Caught a broadcast on the blast with a last broader,
Why I'm half martyr, The reason I take showers cuz I don't like sittin in ma ass water,
My reason for red chucks and red laces, my reason for fuckin up and never catchin fair cases,
The way I go so hard on the liquor, vill livin is a given and create it because of my nigga
(Scoob!!)
Mayne I'm back and I'm hungry, big homie from the show me niggas know me,
Only villain take a yic and then I cloning, Real talk I can give it how you want it,
I can put you niggas on that 5-6, villain niggas movin the crowd, and I'm tryna make Strange,
Put some hog in they style, dogg and I'm wild, vans left the bark on the ground,
Stompin him out, pussy nigga runnin his mouth, but for now imma changed man,
OG so I'm stickin to the game plan, takin papers makin moves like a grown man,
Vill steppin in the seven first up for the field plan,
And you can get it if you want it with me, definitely, I can give you more than you need,
Tech N9ne: The Omega
Tech N9ne: The end
Tech N9ne: Check it out, check it out
[Tech N9ne]
Anybody wanna go to war wit a nigga like Tech Neezle
We killin them evil people
Anybody thinkin evil is feasible
Need to go
Everybody that's baned for
I'm a killa wit a chainsaw
I'm a damage 'n' main-gal
The devilish death by an angel
Change all
Fuck a nigga
Buck a nigga
When he wanna get a piece of a Native Amerikilla
Forealla
Gorilla like me
Tha mothafucka might see
Or might not see
That about me broccoli
You can lock me
In a cell wit a Nazi
Whiter than oxy
And he wouldn't wanna box me
When I'm finished
Da mind is diminished to comin out blacker than a shocked lee
Numba N9ne
What
Complete
The heat
Release
The beast
For me
Defeat
Irregular
Secular
Right next to ya watchin tha beat
Have sex wit ya
Midwesterna
Shakin hella hands and kissin babies
Spittin that shit that'll make 'em all go crazy
In a warzone
(If you repeat the words Be Warned three times all your fears and stress
will no longer exist)
Be Warned, Be Warned, Be Warned (Backwards)
We mothafuckaz this is lyrical WARFARE!
Don't nobody wit Tech N9ne betta bust back like a mothafucka (OH YEAH!)
Anybody wanna diss Tecca Nina you know you mothafuckaz goin' (NO WHERE!)
Eleven eight seventy (O-N-E BOMB!)
These punk mothafuckaz betta (BE WARNED!)
I write the scripture to flip ya
No course to got you
When I ripped cha
Lyrics bit cha
Like nosferatu
When I lit cha
When I spit cha
Right before I shot you
El legua selam brock ma to allow what but i got to
Feelin my heart hates my brain (brain brain)
Cause my brain makes me do things that causes my heart pain (Who's to
blame?)
Never will the Nina name any names (names names)
But uh mothafuckaz wantin Nina to sell his soul for the price of fame
Fuck that with a big dick!
Never will I get wit a mothafucka tryin to get the millimeter twisted!
Bow to me!
Six six triple eight forty six ninty nine three!
beware
On top of the world
It's mine! Look ma I made it!
Satan delayed it
But a higher power okayed it!
So I sprayed it!
Nigga nigga
WARFARE!
Don't nobody wit Tech N9ne best bust back like a mothafucka (OH YEAH!)
Anybody wanna diss Tecca Nina you know you mothafuckaz goin' (NO WHERE!)
Eleven eight seventy (O-N-E BOMB!)
[Intro:]
Yeah
Heh...
I'm just gon' tell a couple stories
Real quick
Shit that I think is pretty awkward, you know what I'm sayin'?
Check it out[Verse 1:]
Kickin' it up in Salt Lake City
'Bout to be doing a show and the boss stay really
Loving a nigga I think it's because I'm becoming a killer forever
The piece of my thoughts weight gritty
But one day someone say
Why does he gotta be closin'?
I am the one with the frozen flow and pockets bulging
Fair grounds it was a explosion
I told the promoter to hold up
And I told him I came to rock, get the famous spot
To the man that claim me hot
Twenty-two thousand people saw me make the Planet Rock
But when I was done nigga the show was done
Right when he took the stage everybody runs
And the outcome was three hundred folks at the show
So I'm at the shino and it was[Hook:]
Awkward
Situation is
Absurd
Irregular and
Awkward
Such a feeling is
Not heard
In my circle when it's
Awkward
Situation is
Absurd
Irregular and
Awkward
Such a feeling is
Not heard, awkward[Verse 2:]
Great sex, thanks Tech
That's what she say I grab the latex
Off of me, and throw it away to be safe
And I give her the getaway-look and I say softly
We gotta move, my bus is leaving
I guess that wasn't a good enough reason
To have to go, I gave her a shirt
Not my jersey, i know it hurt
And then I heard call somebody saying come and get me
Grab the gun that's with me that's a no-no
You came and you leave a solo, keep it dolo
Making the walk of shame then I let her out the front
I was in the crunch when the person standin' at the door
Said I'm her husband man we love you
And this is what she really wants[Hook x2]
Awkward
Situation is
Absurd
Irregular and
Awkward
Such a feeling is
Not heard
In my circle when it's
Awkward
Situation is
Absurd
Irregular and
Awkward
Such a feeling is
Not heard, awkward[Outro][Hook]
Awkward
Situation is
Absurd
Irregular and
Awkward
Such a feeling is
Not heard
In my circle when it's
Awkward
Situation is
Absurd
Irregular and
Awkward
Such a feeling is
[Kali]
She told me to hit it and split it and get up off her
(Ease back) just a little softer
I'm the one that be drivin them crazy, Out of their brains
So give me a peak of your areola out of your Hanes
Cause she got thighs on her, Look at the size on her
Big ol' shake like she need fries on her
Wanna see ya in ya boustia (Swoop ya)
See ya in a group and say, Hey!
Areola, Stick 'em out
Don't know what I'm talkin 'bout
That circle around the skittle
In the middle you put in your mouth
But I love ya, baby Hell naw!
Titties, If they big or small
That's what I'm talkin 'bout
Now turn around and pull them out your bra
[Chorus]
Oooh (Areola!), Oooh (Areola!), Oooh (Areola!)
That shirt came off and showed a...
Oooh (Areola!), Oooh (Areola!), Oooh (Areola!)
That shirt came off, That bra came off and... Oooh
[Kutt Calhoun]
Seen her lookin prettier than fuck
Taken over by an unadulterated player
Way to get up in the middle
Till I pan up at them jugs
Now I'm thinkin about the little bitty circles
Decorated all around the nipple
With that badonk, It come with those tig ol' big o's
You see your firm breasticles
I got a big ol' woody inside of my Skinny J-neans
Just thought that I would let you know
So if you want to
I can give you what you need
Just as long as you let me
Suck and touch on those titties, baby
I think that I am in love... with
What's with on these hooters
816, M-I-D-Dub
F-Y-I in the future
[Chorus]
Oooh (Areola!), Oooh (Areola!), Oooh (Areola!)
That shirt came off and showed a...
Oooh (Areola!), Oooh (Areola!), Oooh (Areola!)
That shirt came off, That bra came off and... Oooh
[tech]
Baby girl, I wanna see with the top off
Take the Vickie shit off
You know that it popped off her
Now I know she ready to get it knocked off
Kissed the areola and she said that It's gon' cost ya
I aint givin up the money
You knowin that I'm a certified playa
And I'm sumthin like a pimp
Ask ya mama,
She could tell ya that Tecca N9na's a bonafide layer
Get ya walkin with a limp
And you know it got tore owa-owa up
Tecca N9na hit and it swole owa-owa up
Never owa dove for the owa-owa butt
Owa Yo, Don't you know I'm a owa-owa nut?
I made a song about your areola
Go on and let ya bra fall right off ya shoulder
If you aint got no titties, baby
You better hold up
(What is an areola?)
[MACKZILLLAAA]
It's the area around yo nipple
ya boy Makzilla made this official
Boy don't trip, Don't pull your pistol
Know what I'm sayin, uh huh
(Huh)
[Chorus]
Oooh (Areola!), Oooh (Areola!), Oooh (Areola!)
That shirt came off and showed a...
Oooh (Areola!), Oooh (Areola!), Oooh (Areola!)
That shirt came off, That bra came off and... Oooh
[Outro]
Yeah, 816 Boys
Grammy award winners
Come on, Come on
(Verse One) i got a big tour bus baby wont chu come
see even though you know alot of woman want something
from me you dont know me that well cuz im hella underground
bundy such fun we could have it to be a blast if i
could play with you like jumanji im hood and techie
thats grunge she's good and prepy have her crum be
pressin her would be sexy she's hellid from mountry
all when i say yall she laughin at me soundin country
she said she dont do the groupie thing im grumpy my
face lookin like ashton kutcher just punked me it haunts
me when a woman is just with me and i dont get none
because she's feelin groupie but your just with me so your my 1zie.
(Verse Two) they always care about what everybody
think dont wanna hook up wit rappers on tour with scary
body ink listin out on a good guy that when kiss ya
very naunty pink but some of those beatles evil be
old people harry probably stink but i aint talkin about
you because your gorgeous aint i dont wanna hear the
goupie thing is just me baby dont forfeit just come
towards dis extent me like a sword fish ignore chicks
who say your a big groupie losin up in gorged dick
how we kiss it lightly dont try to fight these feelings
that your feeling from this kansas city ice-t i shot
his suger honey ice-t your just wit me not the groupes.
(Verse Three) and this dude be true with you i wanna
do thee do but if you really wanna do the crew thats
cool cuz we do groupies too im just saying i wanna
get along and think juicey you 38 24 36 and you dont
got booty doo a groupie does the groupe baby but i
am one im gonna go to my bunk so try and come wit me
and the feelings we denyin none you maybe crying some
![Tech N9ne - T9X The Tech 9 Experience [Full Documentary]](http://web.archive.org./web/20130509045645im_/http://i.ytimg.com/vi/ExXaDF-xuQ8/default.jpg "Tech N9ne - T9X The Tech 9 Experience [Full Documentary]")
![Tech N9ne - The Psychumentary 2008 [Full Length]](http://web.archive.org./web/20130509045645im_/http://i.ytimg.com/vi/z8hDIOud0WQ/default.jpg "Tech N9ne - The Psychumentary 2008 [Full Length]")
.jpg)
