[Chorus]
Hard liquor
Me and my people be so drunk we don't drive
We take the trolley ‘cause of hard liquor,
We started Waldo to Westport and pee in every martini corner at the last call
And we all yellin' “Is there any more?”
When it ain't we go home for hard liquor,
Make sure that it's mixed, yeah
And twist it with a little bit of lemon juice on ice, on ice, on ice, yeahhh.
[Tech N9ne]
Aye aye they sayin' that I got high blood sugar,
So I can't drink like I wanna drink, drink like I wanna know
I ain't playin ‘cause I love liquor
So if I big drink am I gonna drink, jinxed, I don't wanna go,
So I go hard as hell on one night, fun sight
If I'm drunk enough to start a bum fight
Done right, Henny, Jack and Gin, 151 Rum slight, none light
Novocain I know to blame a gun snipe on drunk life
then the bar hit ya with a large spritzer
Hit ya ass, get ya cash then they all richer
in the draw, pitcher
I'm large sipper
When you wait, but I hope I ain't in the car witcha.
[Eminem]
What the fuck?
Ey yo Whoo Kid!
Run that shit back!
Goddamn!
[Chorus]
Hard liquor
Me and my people be so drunk we don't drive
We take the trolley ‘cause of hard liquor,
We started Waldo to Westport and pee in every martini corner at the last call
And we all yellin' “Is there any more?”
When it ain't we go home for hard liquor,
Make sure that it's mixed, yeah
And twist it with a little bit of lemon juice on ice, on ice, on ice, yeahhh.
[Tech N9ne]
Aye aye they sayin' that I got high blood sugar,
So I can't drink like I wanna drink, drink like I wanna know
I ain't playin ‘cause I love liquor
So if I big drink am I gonna drink, jinxed, I don't wanna go,
So I go hard as hell on one night, fun sight
If I'm drunk enough to start a bum fight
Done right, Henny, Jack and Gin, 151 Rum slight, none light
Novocain I know to blame a gun snipe on drunk life
then the bar hit ya with a large spritzer
Hit ya ass, get ya cash then they all richer
in the draw, pitcher
I'm large sipper
When you wait, but I hope I ain't in the car witcha.
Hard liquor, I need some more, hard liquor
all the alcoholics in this
is there any more
We even go to WalMart for (hard liquor)
Make sure that it's mixed
And twist it with a little bit of lemon juice on ice, on ice, on ice, yeahhh
Hard liquor, hard liquor
Is there any more?
Hard liquor
Make sure that it's mixed
Hey, Tech, it's Whitney
I just wanna see if we're still on for today
Call and let me know
That's my bad bitch
Hey, baby, it's me, Whitney
I called earlier to confirm our plans for today
Just call me back at the house
Yeah
You should get some condoms
You know what, Tech?
You're so incon-fuckin-ciderate
You could've called and said "fuck you"
(yo, hold up, hold up)
Or something
This is the type of shit I'm talkin about
What is that?
Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up
I only have one question
Do you think I could ever make you hate me?
This bitch is trippin
Okay... I tried being nice
And I tried being sweet
Fuck that!
You're probably out with that bitch of yours
You stupid asshole
Can you believe this bitch?
You think I'm stupid, don't you?
If you think I'm mad now
Don't let me see your wife
Walkin down the street
Hold up.
(Intro)
I'm just a young boy, trying to get my money on
Making music in K.C., he-he-he-he-he
But Mitch Bade nigga's, wanna hate Techa Nina,
And they won't stop f**king with me, so I'ma f**k wit nigga's
Na-na-na-na-na, you can not f**k with
That nigga Tech N9ne, coming wit that rough shit
Them niggas know that I deserve it when they heard it
Had the nerve to say its nothing, nigga, so I got to bust this
Be Jealous, This is dedicated to all ya'll hater's
Be Jealous, I see ya'll watching me when I walk in the club
Be Jealous, This is dedicated to all Mitch Bader's
Be Jealous, You mother f**ker's ain't showing Tech Nina no love
(Verse 1)
F**k Muh-F**kers, buck Muh-F**kers
And the pain come nigga with a bang, I'ma killer, better duck Muh-F**ker
Watch you standing on? (Nada) What you claim to bone? (Nada)
What you plan to own? (Nada) That shit done came and gone
Blood sweat and tears nigga, been about fifteen years nigga
Ain't never been no fears nigga, All I hear is cheers nigga
That's why I be in the bathroom with the bitches at Maniacs
That's why them hoe's in the club with Tech given blowjobs in the back
How many niggas really worry bout scars? How many niggas wanna become a wuss?
F**k with a nigga like Tech and a buzz Right to the head and the grave is dug
Mean Mugs, nigga's ain't never seen love
So they stream blood while I fiend bub full of green shrubs
And mushrooms, I bust rooms, open a custom
To float across the ocean with verbal motion the notion is boasting
I'm hoaking with jealous, mother f**kers embellish
But you can't say I ain't ready for fame, yonks, and relish
(Chorus)
Be Jealous, when you see me on the T.V. Screen whiling
Be Jealous, when you see me in the magazine smiling
Be Jealous, when they let me in the club for free, niggas
Be Jealous, 'cause I'm bumy wit bitches around me
Ha-ha, mother f**ker, ha-ha (ha-ha)
Ha-ha, mother f**ker, ha-ha (he-he-he-he)
Ha-ha, mother f**ker, ha-ha (ha-ha)
And the lit, I'ma spit, I'ma kick that shit
(Verse 2)
No more stalling, I'ma start prowling on niggas, growling on niggas
And we smiling 'cause the Villain album went six thousand on niggas
In Kansas City alone, we packed the dome with Mike and Liddy alone
In the west side, Lee Jone, Milly Mal, I left you but it's a pity you're gone
Niggas ain't know mine, 'cause they know it, and I'ma do it big
That's why the Techa Nina never ever got a problem getting a gig
'cause I rip shit they liked (chea), I flip shit you make right (chea)
When I spit shit, I get rich quick, and make hits from doctors they liked (chea)
9 millimeter guns, gonna be the one, making a million, when I come
Never gonna be the bum, where I come from, niggas better get some
Tried to be right to these niggas, tried to be nice to these niggas
So now its time for Nine Godzilla to make mice of these niggas
You envy me, 'cause your bitch play Techa Nina all day
And you see me on MTV, kicking it with king Tech, my nigga sway
Broke niggas ain't friends to me, you niggas really want me to disperse?
Alright, I'll leave, but when I come back it's gonna be 20 G's a verse, nigga
(Chorus)
Be Jealous, when you see me on the T.V. Screen whiling
Be Jealous, when you see me in the magazine smiling
Be Jealous, when they let me in the club for free, niggas
Be Jealous, 'cause I'm bumy wit bitches around me
Ha-ha, mother f**ker, ha-ha (ha-ha)
Ha-ha, mother f**ker, ha-ha (he-he-he-he)
Ha-ha, mother f**ker, ha-ha (ha-ha)
And the lit, I'ma spit, I'ma kick that shit
(Verse 3)
Niggas better stop talking about me, I ain't did shit
I don't rap against niggas, stop trying to get me to rap so ya'll can make grits
Agony, don't be speaking my name, I know I f**ked up
On a personal tip, but if you niggas talking about you better rap, mother f**kers better duck
And if any of you niggas over there on the inside, infiltrating me and my rouges
Them niggas don't give no f**ks about how many Tech N9ne units sold
And whoever you bitch niggas is saying, I'm kicking it in Lee Joes log
Lee Joe'll tell you I'm original, and by the way Lee Joe my dog!
And that justice mother f**kers won't quit, saying The Calm Before The Storm” aint shit
We killed yall when 96-97, when about when the new shit hit
And I heard niggas said I was washed up, said the Tech N9ne flow was sleep
That's probably why I got new shit in new movies like Digging In Water and Its Too Deep
Niggas be jealous, tie you up and beat you down to a bloody pulp son
Got my villains and me, mad enough to bust one
I'm the second coming, but you don't know 'cause you dumb
Before I go, I'll tell you jealous mother f**kers to suck one
(Chorus)
Be Jealous, when you see me on the T.V. Screen whiling
Be Jealous, when you see me in the magazine smiling
Be Jealous, when they let me in the club for free, niggas
Be Jealous, 'cause I'm bumy wit bitches around me
Ha-ha, mother f**ker, ha-ha (ha-ha)
Ha-ha, mother f**ker, ha-ha (he-he-he-he)
Ha-ha, mother f**ker, ha-ha (ha-ha)
[Intro:]
Now I'm known by the masses
Cause I've grown to make them smash us
On this journey, did many back flips
To get your attention, now that I caught it
Who do I catch bitch?
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
Real rock, rap and not a Xerox, we're not
Enough to make ya fear a lot, from here watch
I ran scrimmage, and I fought to the damn finish
And I popped eyes open without eating me canned spinach
My fans in it, constantly tellin' me I can win it
If I stand grimace damaging man every damn minute
I blend it, expands quick, it slams wicked rhymes
Grand spittage, H.A.M. with it, fam dig it's, N9ne
Chea! Hard to see me like the background
Your rap styles coming softer than a cats meow
Red laces, but booted like I'm Iraq bound
That frown will get you ate by my cannibal from Sac Town
So relax pal, pat down, gat down, back down, blackout
With a fat smile, I might react foul, so don't make this cat growl
I caught everybody when I spazzed wow, who do I catch now?
[Hook: Tech N9ne]
Who do I catch now?
Maybe those who can't get with the rap sound
I caught the industry, who do I catch now
Who do I catch now?
Maybe those who don't rip with the rap down
I caught the whole world, who do I catch now
[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
I caught rap, AND THEN
I caught checks, AND THEN
I caught press, AND THEN
I caught sex, YES
And no permanent diseases were caught when I caught that
Now the games been offset, cause I'm strange in a lost mess
I caught a lot of shit by being different, they tried to hinder Tech
By calling him devil worshipper, surfaced up on the internet
My temper gets grimmer just as winter sets I'm a venter, yes
And I can't forget when the finger pressed triggers, I can't remember that
I caught stars attention, Nina had a large ascension
So high the lord is squintin', (NO), I mean ya'll are squintin', (OKAY)
Cause I'm tall as Pippen, (NO), Got a flawless vision, (OKAY)
On a lawless mission, (NO), Cause I'm ballish pimpin', YEAH!
Best believe I caught fate, never homie soft made
I'm active, no off days and I got floss paid with music I caught babes
And I even caught gays, before they all caught AIDS
[Hook: Tech N9ne]
Who do I catch now?
Maybe those who can't get with the rap sound
I caught the industry, who do I catch now
Who do I catch now?
Maybe those who don't rip with the rap down
I caught the whole world, who do I catch now
[Verse 3: Tech N9ne]
I hit a pot of gold, with the harder flow
You hataz oughta know, that we are the MO
This is my land, you in my hand and you'sa particle
And I see you marvel with the fact I caught the carter 4
So that means I caught Martians already
And you talk shit about that, because often ya'll petty
And because you jelly sealin' it's costing ya'll bettys
To get tossed in our headache cause we lost in tall fetty
Ay, you catch the vapours cause Nina, he catch hoes
And you non believers are funny people, like Seth Rog
Better pay attention cause if ya simpin' ya get froze
And I'm a leave you with a wet nose, when I'm rippin they catch codes
[Hook: Tech N9ne]
Who do I catch now?
Maybe those who can't get with the rap sound
I caught the industry, who do I catch now
Who do I catch now?
Maybe those who don't rip with the rap down
I can see it right in front of me
But something is saying no
Granted a lot has come to me
But sum' major ideas still trying to make it go
I can taste this but can't drink it
I can make it when I think it
Can't mistake it, so distinctive
Man I hate this, man I dreamed it, can't believe it
I gotta' let it go!
(So!) It's on for tonight
(Oh!) Hope this wall is ready for a fight
(Yo!) In this hole I'm reaching for the light
(No!) A lot of dreams are lost in the night
Why you wanna try to take my bill ticket?
I mean real wicked, I seem real livid
I've been filled with it I mean vexed
Un-ex-pect-ted-ness, when everything is the best
I get a minute to rest, but then
A nigga regrets I gets the money
But next I'm in debt (I won, what?)
I mean I lost take green from a boss
Be the things that I dream but
They intervene they get my creme, then I'm off
(Whose they?) They turned the motherfuckin' best position
Into a deposition dealing with that will
Make you wanna ex the mission
Never no checks to get to and that's the bitching
How do I maintain my autonomy
With so many leaches in this economy
My moaning is mearly monetary
But the moment it's really gone is scary
Try to beat my high score, but I fight forward despite lawyers
An eye for an eye because my types warrior
Never the less I inherit a mess, a big floor spiel
I'm steady pushing to break down this fortune force field
(So!) It's on for tonight
(Oh!) Hope this wall is ready for a fight
(Yo!) In this hole I'm reaching for the light
(No!) A lot of dreams are lost in the night
Yeah, it's like pulling a bad one
Get her off at the pad, then get the jimmy to stab some
But you can't and puddy is right there
Like a barrier or something, keeping you from her
Such a negative type lair, you can never pipe nair
When you've got it in front of you
Wanna do it's a pitiful nightmare
It's like making a baby, you never having it
It's making you crazy
And toting a living human, it's making you weighty
Kick, kick, kick, shaking your lady
Like late in the 80's, got my name
And got to taking the stage
V told the people I got Satan to save me
That's why radio be hating to play me
Everything you gain, only brings you pain
But the fame it fools the brain
But you regain it through Strange
Yeah, never put your guard down
Because I wanna bang, bang, bang hard now
I'm a warhound, never mistaken I kick walls down
To the ground and get applause sound
Because I got even, then I'm lard bound
(So!) It's on for tonight
(Oh!) Hope this wall is ready for a fight
(Yo!) In this hole I'm reaching for the light
(No!) A lot of dreams are lost in the night
Lot of dreams are lost in the night
Lot of dreams are lost in the night
Fuck your litigation
We gon' win, just a bit of waiting
Everytime that I get ahead
Gotta be a motherfuckin' drawback
So I'mma draw back and bang them
Bitches 'til they all crack
MSC look what you've done to me
Kept the first five I done from me
And you others know that Caribou Lou belong to me
You come for me, just know we will never settle
War is what it's gonna be!
(So!) It's on for tonight
(Oh!) Hope this wall is ready for a fight
(Yo!) In this hole I'm reaching for the light
(No!) A lot of dreams are lost in the night
Lot of dreams are lost in the night
Lot of dreams are lost in the night
Yeah, been breaking down that
Fortune Force Field for a long time
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'
[Chorus]
Losin' my mind,
Yes I'm using my nine this time
Or should I decline and press rewind?
Losin' my mind,
Yes I'm using my nine this time
Or should I decline and press rewind?
Ever since November hit
I can't remember shit
Unless I was in your chick
When I picked her she was a limber bitch
She say I sent her quick
And treated her as cold as Denver get
That wimper shit for simpers don't enter 'cause I'm winter trick
And I like my hoe's cold young dumb lungs done
Now she's an old soul, ate her like Lambert's throwed rolls
Shorty's come and shorty's go
This skinny chick orgy blows
Horny bro lookin for thicky
Hunt her down like Laurie Strode
I'm plum start buck naked in my white socks
Might pop my top and hype the block when the light stops
Just call me cyclops
I see what others might not
The white cops are on me, aww man we're in a tight spot
Its ironic though I'm bad yep my mama grow the lad who rob the conoco for cash up in Monaco
I'm half native got a re-lative named Jeroni-ho
And this personas fuck the drama only honor dough
I know who died plus and who did it
Shot these sirens can you dig it
Cut off your arm and fan you with it
Some listen to me and say "damn you wicked"
[Chorus]
Losin' my mind,
Yes I'm using my nine this time
Or should I decline and press rewind?
Losin' my mind,
Yes I'm using my nine this time
Its late in the headquarters, 2014.
Everyday is a struggle, we dread The day
And pray we make it through the night
Anything turn up we wid it
So i buzz cut my hair,
Put on my please come trip with me suit
Lace my boots tight and what
Ahhwoo ahhwoo ahhwoo
Turn up turn up
Hard times livin in this bad land of mine
Everybody on vanilla skys, by design
Alot of my brothers are buried, alot of em in there prime
So take my chopper and stick in where the sun dont shine
Ahhh
Please dont make me make you say that
Trippin cause momma ain't really happy where she stay at
I can't afford to move her away until i pay that
IRS a new maybach im trippin dont come my way JACK
Son needs a way through college,
Daughter too harder you gotta pay for true knowledge
Surised when a guy get layed off
Everything anit payed off eneterprise
Beam up im finna die, and a lie, clamanime minimize
Im kinda triping in my go clothes
Step up malicious and 10 im throwing boat loads
To my soul goes the average person they hurting cause for certain everybody's dolo
I'm with the bullshit, tonight
If they tripping I ain't tryna do right
Uh, uh
I'm with the bullshit, tonight
Let it loose on every devil in sight
Turn up
I'm with the bullshit, tonight
If they tripping I ain't tryna do right
Uh, uh
I'm with the bullshit, tonight
Let it loose on every devil in sight
Turn up
Chyeah, Tell em I'm trippin, I'm at war with these devils
Left that bitch in the gutter, Make em get on my level
I give a fuck about nothing, The way I'm strapped with this metal
I was trippin in the back of a truck That I done packed with these shovels
I don't want no problems, just want you to leave me the fuck alone,
Before I end up inside of a cell and have a neighborhood inside of your home
My money be funny just laughin at niggas
And the hoes they got keep askin them niggas
How I'm chrashin them niggas
While I'm passin them niggas
Well take your seat and fasten them niggas
Before I dispose the trash of them niggas,
While I'm smashin them niggas
I'm on that bullshit, ain't nobody fiddin to pull-shit
D got my wrists rolls-es ballin I'm on some bull shit
Pay attention,
They don't get the reala, pay the killa,
About that drama, terroristic
Risk getting -?
If I don't get you The Boss gon think that we llama
Bitch this is what we do, Best believe it, Downing nigga's mama's
I'm with the bullshit, tonight
If they tripping I ain't tryna do right
Uh, uh
I'm with the bullshit, tonight
Let it loose on every devil in sight
Turn up
I'm with the bullshit, tonight
If they tripping I ain't tryna do right
Uh, uh
I'm with the bullshit, tonight
Let it loose on every devil in sight
Turn up
Cocaine on my mind, My table I'm out of line
I'm doin lines open wide nigga suicide
Blood in my vein, Hella drugs in my vein
Rap with the strap, Keep the thugs entertained.
All my foes I leave critical, they pitiful
I'm a 5 star general, East side cannibal
West side salute it, all these kids my students
Class still in session, The shooters I just recruited
Turn up, Look i came to bust a mother fuckin head
Got some wild hand knuckle killing niggas buckin lead
I came from the bottom, now I'm on the roof
I'm big headed so the coupe never had a roof
Thug Life I got that 2pac up in my boom box
Gassing on these pussies, no brake, they pray I do stop
We all with the bull shit and I'm the boss
When I holla shake down we gonna set it off
I'm with the bullshit, tonight
If they tripping I ain't tryna do right
Uh, uh
I'm with the bullshit, tonight
Let it loose on every devil in sight
Turn up
I'm with the bullshit, tonight
If they tripping I ain't tryna do right
Uh, uh
I'm with the bullshit, tonight
Let it loose on every devil in sight
Turn up
So with it if you want it come and get it
Have you talked to Tech yet?
Hello, Hello
Hold up hold up turn that down
Whats up
Wake up man
Whats up dude.
Wake up man- wake up the fuck up
You are suppose to be at the airport at 4 o'clock man
What time is it?
It's 2:38 man
Shit
Are you coming to get me
Nah, we are already at 70 and about to get on the 435
You better get dressed and get the fuck up and change from Daddy into Tech N9ne – we'll see you at the muther fuckin airport
How the fuck am I gonna get to the airport
Ah that's on you – dowg.
I'll ask wife to get to the airport
Oh, I'll be there
[Intro]
Deformity, a bodily malformation, check
Distortion, or disfigurement, check
A Deform, person or thing, check
Gross, ugliness, check
[Verse 1]
I don't wanna take this, I don't wanna carry this, I don't wanna lift this
Everyday, when I wake, wish there was I way that I can rip this
Off of my shoulder off of my back, like a big boulder got me off track
I don't wanna be seen lookin like that
I'm looking at it, it's mean lookin right back
Ugly, bloody, pussin, heavy
Way more sinister than the face of Jason or fucking Freddy
And that shit ways me down, got me going crazy now
Lazy round me place, cause I got shit right side of my face
How did I get it? how did I grow it? how do I cock back and just blow it
Off? Surgery yes you know it cost and I ain't goin out to show it off
I'm just stuck in here, with this fuckin weird stuff in near
Crushin, pussin, bustin till it up and clears
I'm ready, it's wicked, it's gotta be, deadly
It's everything you could imagine, bad, twisted, evil and medly
Down into eternal fire, this is where it lead me
Can hardly hold it up because this thing is so fucking heavy
[Hook]
Ewww, that's gross, yuck, what's that? oh my god, Disgusting, repulsive, what
The fuck?
It's not a tumor, fuck the rumor, I need more to go, stop Staring at this
Muthafucking side show
HEAVY
Everyone you love got needs
HEAVY
I'll shove start to buckle at the kness
HEAVY
My lord said this slow heal carry and if it don't then it might get scary
HEAVY
[Verse 2]
Cha!
Gotta cover it up, gotta go outside to get food
How when the smell is like shit stew?
The way people are staring and lookin it gets cruel
Bad when I'm shoppin, at the walmart
They be laughin, then a brawl starts
Cause they wanna pick on a muthafucker with deformities, bless yall heart
I'm sick of it, when it's on my back I can't even get a women to kiss on this face
I don't even want to live on this, place
Because all people givin is, hate
And your really gonna get it bad if your, disfigured
The more these sick gigglers, pointed my heavy load it gets bigger
They call me hunchback and I wish they wouldn't taunt that
They be lookin at a nigga like I woke up and showin straight up shittin in
They lunch sack
Kids, grown ups, dogs, cats
All be lookin and pointing at this deformity on my back
Taking over me, I'm slowly, turning into it
This repulsive, nasty, heavy, sick, humongous pile of shit
Under my skin, infecting my blood like I have some kind of disease, it's
Big and bulgin out of my jacket and everybody sees it
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
What is it? with this load I carry there's problems in my life
Got big problems with the IRS and problems with my wife
Got a lot of problems with this music career, problems with my mom
And I gotta solve em quick they fallen on me
It's a problem with this shit on, and it's heavy
When everybody depends on you to be the shot caller
And you pushin, tryin to get all of your people over the wall, but the shit
Got taller
But you tough and determined, you rough and you learnin, you cannot do if
You not baller
We scoured the globe on a quest to find the most elite
Most intricate tongues of all time
California, New York, Denmark, Australia
Then a cold wind from the Midwest brought the hardest
Fastest, most accurate tongues ever heard in our lifetime
These are the Midwest Choppers
I got a message for any one of you muthafuckin niggaz
That wanna talk 'bout the Mid-Midwest
We dangerous, Aim to bust any little nigga with a big-big chest
Anybody that wanna be comin thinkin they hotter
I'm a type of nigga that'll really kill ya for dollas
Fuck everybody that want a piece of a killa
For real, Me and my niggaz will leave you floatin in a river
So fuck all you haters, You heard what I said
My flow a little bit over your head
Act like a pencil, I'll fill you with led
If you afraid, Then tell me you scared
Cause imma little bit out of my muthafuckin mind
The hardest rapper that Tecca N9na could fuckin find
Who that? Who that? That's me
Who that? Who that? K-Dean
When I was comin up in the game everybody was tellin me
"I really be killin a lot of you niggaz, I'm mean"
Fuckin with my niggaz D-Loc and Dalima
They told me, "I really gotta be a muderer killin machine"
I didn't care about nothing but rappin my way to the top
Fuckin with my nigga Tech, He told me I'm hot
Anybody got a problem with any one of my niggaz
I'll pulled out the 9 milli up and to a pop
Bring the heat, Bring the noise, Bring the flames
Anything that you bring, Imma tame
Puttin dirt on the top of my name
Pull back and I click-click, bang
Ask Tech, He'll tell you I'm strange
If you ever wanna talk about me
Imma run up, Gun up and leave you with no brain
Then you'll know my flow is insane
I be on the West Coast, I be on the East Coast
I be North, South, but I reside on my side, Midwest Chopper
Even though I'm all up in the Northwest
All across the U.S.
Overseas, Midwest Choppers
Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh (You can't touch us)
Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh (Yeah, Midwest Choppers)
Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh (You can't touch us)
Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh (Nigga, Midwest Choppers)
Come, come get some of this Midwest murda music
Murda music, murda music
Come, come get some of this Midwest murda music
Murda music, murda music
Let me hit 'em
When I get 'em, Imma split 'em, Imma kill 'em
I'm the nigga with the lyrical venom, Finna get up in them
When they give me the instrumental
I finish 'em, diminish 'em
I guarantee the murda is a minimum
But lately I been givin 'em hell
They don't really wanna see me, I'm so damn swell
Call me a monster, Verse Designer, First To bomb ya
Leathaface pullin up in that hearse beside ya
Murda, mo murda, mo murda, mo murdered 'em all, kill 'em all
Krayzie kill 'em all, they fall
It's a lyrical execution
We snap faster, We the rap masters
Squeeze the gat, Blast it, If that's how it gots to be
So they better get it ready
Cause I'm heated like an AK-47 spittin bullet fuckin lyrics out of me
Well that's somethin, That's crazy, Jackson
He's amazin action, Stay in action
Rap singin at ya, I'm blazin at ya
I'm kinda like an automatic aimin at ya
And I don't want a little bit of flame to ashes
You know you really truely insane to madness
You're never gonna find other niggaz more scandalous
Than this Midwest blastin famly
I be on the West Coast, I be on the East Coast
I be North, South, but I reside on my side, Midwest Chopper
Even though I'm all up in the Northwest
All across the U.S.
Overseas, Midwest Choppers
Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh (You can't touch us)
Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh (Yeah, Midwest Choppers)
Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh (You can't touch us)
Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh (Nigga, Midwest Choppers)
I am the definition of murda
The N9ne is now coming to serve ya
You're running but you can't go no furtha
Cause I'm running through you with no sign of inertia
Gimme the mic and I bet that you duck
It's what you betta do when I'm bussin
I be flippin, I'm incredible, Never get on my level
I'm a killa with the pedal to the medal
You're edible and ya death is so inevitable
I can take it to ya momma, Ya daddy, The back of a caddy
You cut up in the sack with a baggy and I wanna...
Take it out and make it patty
You gotta be patty
Cause that'll be bad if you decide to mad, Is you gonna?
You can listen to me and see I'm the nigga with the ammunition
I'm givin the livin a vision of death
Makin 'em sick and depressed
Cause I be givin everything
I'm a rebel and I'm still with the quick and the best
Makin 'em walk in the business
Say get up in it to rip and diminish ya
Trip and I finish ya
Dig it, You really get me livid, I'm bout give it a pivot
Imma stick it so we can differ to sinister
I be the chopper that got ya little boppers goin off us
Better not let me up on the premises
Cause I'm a doctor that's out for the shotaz when I brought ya
Be cautious never talk of this nemesis
We on top of the hill when it come to the skill
Other rappers are damn jokers
They be givin the people comedy
But the Tecca N9na misery shit is Bram Stoker
I be on the West Coast, I be on the East Coast
I be North, South, but I reside on my side, Midwest Chopper
Even though I'm all up in the Northwest
All across the U.S.
Overseas, Midwest Choppers
Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh (You can't touch us)
Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh (Yeah, Midwest Choppers)
Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh (You can't touch us)
Big Bad Wolf
(Hook)
I've got my⦠Gun on spray, so don't try to⦠(Pop! Pop!)
Run away⦠Hit em with the big bad wolf⦠86 sick streak inside of meâ¦
(1st Verse)
I'm giving em a dilemmaâ¦
The coming of a killer, the phantom of all niggas who wanna be "Nina"⦠But listenâ¦
I kill a bitch in a vision of "Milli-Vanilli"â¦
Motherfuckers who's being murdered by the big bad wolfâ¦
Computerism⦠I'll give em a⦠Pushâ¦
Ripped you and your mocking crew, what you gonna do when I pop at you, glock at youâ¦
Fill em with the venom⦠Who the fuck are you talking to?
Betray me? you crazy! The kind of souls say Kevin Spaceyâ¦
Niggas hate me, cant face me⦠Bitches like Cagney and Lacey, basically⦠You can't ace meâ¦
I put that on school is the Lil Tracey, ya better mace me, cause I'ma fuck up a niggas careerâ¦
If you think you trying to bite me, taste me; listen to meâ¦
Like guerilla monsoon⦠I'ma a wolf, so I howl at the motherfucking moonâ¦
I can smell a rotten fella, cotton dwella; hella props to the jella, my nigga loomâ¦
2 little pigs⦠Niggas who wanted to be the big bad wolf⦠Tecca Nina cloneâ¦
That's why this little piggy hit the carpet and the other little piggy stayed homeâ¦
Chrome⦠Huff and I'll puff⦠And I'll blow that fucking mic down and stuffâ¦
Hit me with a silver bullet and get it outta me, cause a weak bullet is only a mini-technicality⦠Follow me niggaâ¦
If you gotta be "Nina" to get a bigger salary motherfuckerâ¦
To bust flows like Joe's or like those who make relish and throw midwest blows at foesâ¦
Take another look, you ain't off the hook, you been peeking in my book nigga, lookâ¦
Take another look, you ain't off the hook, you been peeking in my book nigga, lookâ¦
Take another look, you ain't off the hook, you been peeking in my book nigga, lookâ¦
You being a bitch as in Brooke, you're nothing but a crookâ¦
So you niggas can't fuck with the big bad wolfâ¦
(Hook)
I've got my⦠Gun on spray, so don't try to⦠(Pop! Pop!)
Run away⦠Hit em with the big bad wolf⦠86 sick streak inside of meâ¦
(2nd Verse)
You thought you built yo rhyme⦠Outta some brickâ¦
Tech N9ne⦠Blew em away like sticksâ¦
Let's find⦠Who got the way tight licks⦠I bet mine⦠You'll get em, cause they like thisâ¦
The real shit⦠Mama Mia⦠Disagree-A⦠I really better see aâ¦. Then be aâ¦
Cause when a nigga flowed what he wrote, sorryâ¦
That's all folks⦠Ah-Ba-Dee-Ah-Ba-Dee-Ah-Ba-Dee-Ahâ¦
You little niggas⦠You can't fuck with the wolf, you a devil with hooves and death books⦠Came to a Tech N9ne show and got tookâ¦. By the lyrical anghellical voice that's shookâ¦
Satan, the lord rebutes ya⦠The power of Christ compels youâ¦
To get the "Haff" away from the "Ish"â¦
I'm spitting; you're losing, I'm sorry to tell youâ¦
Who the man now? Who the man now?
Motherfucker⦠You a student, put ya hand downâ¦
Trying to growl like a wolf⦠Trying to pop like a Tech N9neâ¦
Little nigga, you can't peck mineâ¦
I'ma hairy motherfucker with whiskers and I flips a hella script from here to Lamaviskaâ¦
Kiss the fist of a nigga who walks so hard on niggas like you, I'll get a goddamned blister⦠Nigga⦠I'll huff and I'll puff⦠And I'll blow that fucking mic down and stuffâ¦
Hit me with a silver bullet and get it outta me, cause a weak bullet is only a mini-technicality⦠Follow me niggaâ¦
If you gotta be "Nina" to get a bigger salary motherfuckerâ¦
To bust flows like Joe's or like those who make relish and throw midwest blows at foesâ¦
Take another look, you ain't off the hook, you been peeking in my book nigga, lookâ¦
Take another look, you ain't off the hook, you been peeking in my book nigga, lookâ¦
Take another look, you ain't off the hook, you been peeking in my book nigga, lookâ¦
You being a bitch as in Brooke, you're nothing but a crookâ¦
So you niggas can't fuck with the big bad wolfâ¦
(Hook)
I've got my⦠Gun on spray, so don't try to⦠(Pop! Pop!)
Run away⦠Hit em with the big bad wolf⦠86 sick streak inside of meâ¦
(Outro)
I've got my gat on ya tongue, so don't try to⦠(Pop! Pop!) Duck and runâ¦
Cause I'ma let ya know that wolf in reverse says flowâ¦
I gotta big bad flow and I'ma let ya nigga know that I rip it, Cause I believeâ¦
Six, six, triple eight, forty-six, ninety-nine three⦠Do ya knowâ¦
Tech: Wow that was like "DWAM" baby, you know?
Woman: Mmmm, not for me
Tech: Damn, like that?
Woman: I don't know what that was, but uhhh...
Tech: You make me wish I was fucking somebody else
So I could do you right you know I mean?
Woman: What!?
You make me wish I was fucking somebody else
So I can do you right (Do you, Do you right)
I'm working through the night (I'm working through the night)
'Til the morning light
Than you want me to go inside
I be gone, I never got time
To be throwin' every woman that N9ne
But that's all that be on my mind
I be spending all my time
Pursuing that rhyme
I be always on my grind
But when my lady wanna get it from behind
Gotta be breaking that backwards and be shaking the sack
It'll be quick in the crack getting it laid from no slacking
Like Hell yeah! C'mon!
She's scared like I got a gun on
Looking at me like a nigga done wrong
Gonna moan and I hope that it ain't anyone home
I'm 'bout to knock it out the box bitch
Gonna make it blow a shock aaaaand
Rock it, bop it, bout to pop it
I'mma never ever stop it, akeekeekee!
Cause I ain't had none in weeks
I'm geeked
Scorpio a freak-a-leak
I go deep than peek
Do it in the back of my Mercedes, oooooh
You make me spray baby goo
Premature, aww damn girl look what you made me do!
You make me wish I was fucking somebody else
So I can do you right (Do you, Do you right)
I'm working through the night (I'm working through the night)
'Til the morning light
Than you want me to go inside
You make me wish I was fucking somebody else
So I can do you right (Do you, Do you right)
I'm working through the night (I'm working through the night)
'Til the morning light
Than you want me to go inside
If I had a side piece
I could dump her something
Somebody else is wrong to jump in
Always think I'm up to something
Girl I'm only tryna function
You can't hear nothing when I'm talkin'
And you sayin' something
Put it in lame and same
That your brain just to explain
I can't stain when your gums is bumpin'
You keep on thinkin' I'm creepin'
Whenever I'm leavin' we beefin'
And I ain't done nothing wrong
My phone used to blow up on the reggie
Calmed it down a few you do the fool
Still actin' edgy
But I got something to calm you
When you be up at night
How's 'bout you play the plumbing?
And I come lay the pipe (Okay!)
Always talkin' 'bout something wrong
But I fix it real quick, didn't I?
Always singing that same old song
That there's another chick that I'm with
Get rid of her
Puttin' it down like I'm 'posed to do it
My phone ain't 'posed to view it
Something to say and I bet you spew it
It's like this everyday when we go through it
Than it's back to lovin' like we used to
We cool for a minute
Kali baby see right through ya
It's a fiendish plot
To make ya scream and stop
Whether I cheat or not
I wish I was loving somebody else
So you can either leave or not (Okay!)
You make me wish I was fucking somebody else
So I can do you right (Do you, Do you right)
I'm working through the night (I'm working through the night)
'Til the morning light
Than you want me to go inside
You make me wish I was fucking somebody else
So I can do you right (Do you, Do you right)
I'm working through the night (I'm working through the night)
'Til the morning light
Than you want me to go inside
Hey, you really make me wanna do
The things that I ain't 'posed to do
Wish I was lovin' on somebody else
Don't want nobody else, baby but you
You really make me wanna do
The things that I win't 'posed to do
Make me wish I was lovin' on somebody else
Don't want nobody else, baby but you
You really make me wanna do
The things that I ain't 'posed to do
And I wish i was lovin' on somebody else
This is my haiku.
The sick pedophile
Touching beautiful kiddies
Really gonna die
I think the world needs more light
Cause what they do in the dark too heinous for your sight
And mine is dark all the time
A sign to design true crime
But I'm blessed to have the platform for this rhyme
Damn, why wasn't the light on baby girl
Grown men touch her, she 4, livin' in this crazy world
That's gonna affect her way longer than the lightest life span
If I was there, I'd be sparking way more than a light, man
But if we shine em' all, together we can run them off
Gonna hardslide on everyone he come across
Molotovs go to slavery in the Holocaust
Lotta chalk, you ain't lit up, then you not a boss
Light the darker alleys, it might just spark a rally
For right these hearts are rowdy, tonight we spark the valleys
In flatlands stoppin' the bad man, with grab hands
Girl he groping, go in the trash can
Nowhere to hide I must say places ain't light enough
You try to cut the bright of us an idol might just erupt
The fine of dusk would light as the night adjust
If you got em' then light them up
If there was a lighter in everybody's hand
The world would seem brighter
The sky would be fire
We'd raise our hands and burn the world
So raise your hands and burn the world
Hey,
Why did Adam shoot the school up?
Maybe cause the way he grew up
Maybe cause of loose screws
Scratch all that, cause mama loved to pick the tool up
Now a marathon blew up
And it's by the hands of two nuts
When Castro took the kids for about ten years and what he'd done, I almost threw up
If them was my youngins I'd try to bring the sun in
Closer to 'em, turn it up a hundred and hold it to 'em
Take a bite and chew 'em
Some of they baby life they ruined
I'd be going crazy on the daily
Daily I'd pursue them
Don't need more reasons to turn this to a fire pit
Barbecue, I would do, right find without all of it
It's awful and off to no resolving it
Molotovs make the night brighter
If there was a lighter in everybody's hand
The world would seem brighter
The sky would be fire
We'd raise our hands and burn the world
So raise your hands and burn the world
Yeah,
Depresin' to seeing them
Was heaven cause we had sinned
The reverend is begging brethren to be sevens and being friends
Tecca don't wanna see kiddies die
Minors in the stretcher, so what you gonna do with them 25 lighters on your dresser
Yessir, shine them bright so they see us off in Mecca
Lessen the threats of the (?) depress us
To mess a good will, divide up a fight
Being right and polite, come and help me light up the night
Shine your light bright, but I finally can't rape her
People stand together, make the place safer
No time to play when I weigh the straight haters
Cause they fakers and doing evil is they nature
This is for [censored] that once and often go through my head, then I wanna run then off them
I don't want no second opin's, so I'm asking her friend,
"Just keep it lit so this don't happen again."
If there was a lighter in everybody's hand
The world would seem brighter
The sky would be fire
We'd raise our hands and burn the world
So raise your hands and burn the world
A wonderful musician once said
"If the people who are trying to destroy this world aren't taking a day off, then why should I?"
I feel that.
So how do I light up the darkness, Mr. Bob Marley?
This is my attempt right here.
Speaka of my language?
People I hang with
You can't find this in ya big book
Never heard before
My crew bitch look
Hellurr, straight crown and a burrr
And after I'm finished you know I'mma drink some murrr
But I got 20/20 vision when I'm pitchin, listen
I spot them chickens never slippin like a transmission
You like Baileys, I like ladies, I'm quite crazy
And maybe a little shady to hit tonight baby
Cookies, I gotta bang, they wanna hang, with a real nigga
All day, everyday, by myself, not a gang
Wanna go night-night nigga
I'mma so nice I lit up, like a swisher
I don't know why I bit her
We won't stroke by my ni-nuts, Papa getcha
Wi-wi-wi-witch if you hide the puta
Away from me then you can blow me, like a hookah
They know I'm a crowded prusta
On the pooty tang, ya booty bang
And I wish I was your loofah
Oooh, you're sweeter than Dean and DeLuca
Trying to boost ya, this my number that I shoot ya
So hot I need a fan on me (uhhuh), everybody wanna land on me (uhhuh)
So c'mon and put ya hand on me (uhhuh), now what's damn with a wam on it?
DWAAAAAMN!!! like bam like blaow like
DWAAAAAMN!!! like blam like wow like
DWAAAAAMN!!! Say bitch (say what?)
Okay Ma'am, that's enough to make the whole spot say "DWAAAAAMN!!!"
Sound like when somebody get hit on Batman
Always looking for the pussy - CAT-scan
Booty's always being watched - black man
Never be caught messing around in the flat-land
I solemnly swear to beat punini
Jiggly jello off in a petite bikini
Women wating in line to meet my weenie
Wanna see me go Gandolfini
Won't you let me reach the creamy
Ain't nobody got time for that
But I got time for getting you behind the clap
DWAAAAAAAMN! ___
Brian Dennis made nina put the dwamn on the DWIIITCH
We drinkin'
We thinkin'
We linkin' with ladies cause they winkin'
Now I can say "damn" but that ain't big
Saying "dwamn" say you seen a whole lot dick
So hot I need a fan on me (uhhuh), everybody wanna land on me (uhhuh)
So c'mon and put ya hand on me (uhhuh), now what's damn with a wam on it?
DWAAAAAMN!!! like bam like blaow like
DWAAAAAMN!!! like blam like wow like
DWAAAAAMN!!! Say bitch (say what?)
Okay Ma'am, that's enough to make the whole spot say "DWAAAAAMN!!!"
I cross my heart like a p-coat
If you bring it here I'mma throw c-notes
Let me flow of in your water like a sea boat
She choked, guess she didn't have a deep throat
Dwamn is when it's impressive
Dwamn is when you seeing someone on some next shit
Dwamn is when you listening to nina-tech spit - that's it
But look on the big rump on that bitch!
Girl I ain't seen in a while
No longer teen in her style
Butt seams and jeans in a blouse
Like bam. Like blaow. Like blam. Like wow. Like DWAMN.
So hot I need a fan on me (uhhuh), everybody wanna land on me (uhhuh)
So c'mon and put ya hand on me (uhhuh), now what's damn with a wam on it?
DWAAAAAMN!!! like bam like blaow like
DWAAAAAMN!!! like blam like wow like
DWAAAAAMN!!! Say bitch (say what?)
Wanna sit beside a sick and seductive sinner, see
Something so sinister seeking sookie somethin like a centipede
Slitherin', she's searchin' for synergy
Suckin' my seed, chakra tease stickin sippin' Hennessy, shittin'
On the hissin' I'll spit you out of commission
Position the bitch and dip in when I mention slip in submission. submission
All of this is the quicken the copulatin' and kissin'
My operation is rippin' to the bod is, shakin' and strippin'
Odd when I bust, K.O.D. put em in Necropolis
Givin' this rod to the good broads, and they givin' they bras to us
With the gift to break up a couple that's monogamous
Stop with the probs and take off your effin' draws, bitch and rock with us
Been gitty cause them titties, are on my chin-chinny
Chin, did he pretend he was again kiddie
Suckin' the crème de la crème and the skin pretty
Dim lit he, then hitting thee trim in Sin City
Let it in, I'm the medicine, get her wetter than ever been
Never better than a veteran, level that in the bed again
Rockin' red I been in my letterman, bright as Edison
Like I said I sin, head I win at events and I'm fetishin'
Open up, you hoes, you know what's up
Told you when I bust, her clothes they wanna just
Go right off her butt, for sure they wanna cut
Explode, drop a load, cause the flow, is
So dope they wanna (Fuck)
So dope they wanna (Suck)
So dope they wanna (Give it all up and really abrupt)
So dope they wanna (Fuck)
So dope they wanna (Suck)
So dope they wanna (Give it all up and really abrupt)
So dope they wanna (Fuck)
So heroin, so cocaine, so ketamine, promethazine, so X (So wet)
So thorazine, so morphine, so dope that they wanna have sex
She said "I heard that you was packin' I'mma fan of your rapping
I'm feining action where you really from, Cape Town?"
I said "Yeah, bitch and I was born in London
So I'm thinkin' 'bout fuckin' you with the crumpets and some cake now!"
How did we get so stereotypical?
Fairly so seminal, now I'm flowin' to the pinnacle
I see you got some friends who just lookin' to get it from the medic
So I'mma 'bout to pivot on 'em and I make rounds
Want a piece of the beast from the East?
Complete, in the sheets, release beats, got her man down
Your boy just never could compete with us, please, better believe
We skeet, now wipe yourself off with a Sham Wow!
Me and Nina run deeper than receivers, I beat up all on her beaver
Now she wanna feed the meter!
Speakers bumpin' tweeters from here up into Medina leave us pleasin'
Are your nieces screamin' "Take Me to Your Leader"?
I'm trainspottin' the vein rockin' the lane off and came droppin'
Serious game all on your brain, rottin'!
Pick a million pricks and I'm pretty sure that you missed the one
That hits you on the clit, quick drip! Probably the main option
Blowin' the slut up just for good luck and I'm fuckin' the kitty up
But the angel just stole my nuts!
Trophy lovin' cup and my dopin' is such a mustered
It's troublesome they give up when the lust is so dope they wanna
So dope they wanna (Fuck)
So dope they wanna (Suck)
So dope they wanna (Give it all up and really abrupt)
So dope they wanna (Fuck)
So dope they wanna (Suck)
So dope they wanna (Give it all up and really abrupt)
So dope they wanna (Fuck)
So heroin, so cocaine, so ketamine, promethazine, so X (So wet)
So thorazine, so morphine, so dope that they wanna have sex
Loving to give it up in it in the back of the room and make 'em screamin'
Go up in it deep as she was feindin' when she saw my weiner
She told me she ready for anything, I'm talkin' anything
I stuck it up in her jaws, I'm breakin' walls, like I was Katrina
Don't even know me, but she know my flow is O.G.
She told me she like to play with the pussy when she get lonely
Homie if I was only right there instead of a sony
You claimin' the pussy wet, but dont tell me baby, just show me
She ask if I'm comin' up with the mask in my entrance
Sinner in a second real spitter like every sentence
She was there for repentance, ever since i was an infant
I'm damagin' the vagina, remind you I'm filled with vengeance
Hit 'em whenever they ever wanna run up
And they doin' it cause I rap and shit
I really don't care, whatever it takes, to get 'em up on the mattress
I could have been the one that's huntin run for bustin a gun
But this is way more fun to get up in these motherfucking actresses
In bikinis and suckin' on my zucchini
She told me she wanna be me while sippin' Apple Martinis
Fuck it if I'm a meanie she probably would never leave me
Shit I can play eenie meanie from sly and cuff on my weenie
And now I see 'em on every record and stage
They posted up in the audience, all of 'em filled with hope
Knowin' they only wanna be in the presence
Or get affiliated with you because you was dope
So dope they wanna (Fuck)
So dope they wanna (Suck)
So dope they wanna (Give it all up and really abrupt)
So dope they wanna (Fuck)
So dope they wanna (Suck)
So dope they wanna (Give it all up and really abrupt)
So dope they wanna (Fuck)
So heroin, so cocaine, so ketamine, promethazine, so X (So wet)
So thorazine, so morphine, so dope that they wanna have sex
Hey now Tech, you know I've been the type
To not go all in on I'm hoes I've been around
But the flow I spit gets hoes all in the zone
That I won't talk shit but oh my damn they wrong
And these man calling in their wonder if I'm a get with a little dick
They got no common sense and with no collagen
Their position is probably something insignificant
If you think I'm a bitch ‘cause I probably mixed the game you kickin'
They be hollering hope I acknowledging
Because I have been methodically dropping the common knowledge
That I don't get down like that
Now they behind a bitch to probably get with a trick
Or a treat cause they dogs and they all goin' bark like that
I'm killing the game, killing the game, killing the game
So he feeling me, he want to bang I want to wait
So he get at me he want to say shit that make
Me think that he gone rape me If I don't stay
Cause I got that sickening style, that built me a crowd
And men and women feelin' me now and it's freaking me out
Cause I'm just here to figure it out and what this is about
But I'mma say it's getting so wild that it's tripping me out
Cause I'm like here to kill the morale just kill all these sounds
But lately when I spit to a crowd, these men just reach out
And they tell me that they women is down, they gettin' aroused
And they be tryin' to give me they child, with a genital smile
Yeah, uh-huh, uh-oh, no, damn
It-it-it-it-it-it that good Colora-do
Toke, toke, toke, toke, you know it's that fire, I can't get no higher!
Toke, toke, toke, toke, I came to turn the night up, now watch me as I light up
Hey, I smoke in Amsterdam, in Denmark, Christiana!
Canada, then Germany, now everybody in this twist ganja
Now I wanna go to my second home big Tech is prone to conja
Some of that new legal purple good colora-marijuana
Break it down, curl it up, fire it up, pass it ‘round
Got that dope, eighth and a dream and cuddle with a purp when I'm in a town
Nobody fucks with regular, on my shit spectacular
Hit it for the low shit gotta be real loud, and this wild next to ya
(?) Hydro mixed with indigo
Blaze that shit, really can't get no high, but niggas still feel me though
Shoakin' dough, blazin' fire, roll 'em up, mile high
Lovin' Colorado strawberry kush open wide
Put you lighters up in the sky when the nigga do it
For the homeboy Pakelika, Restin' in Reffa!
Smoking that good Keisha
Tech N9ne, I'mma kick it everytime
When I ease my mind, I hit my bottle
But they legalized it in my second home
When I go I'mma hit that good Colora-do
Toke, toke, toke, toke, you know it's that fire, I can't get no higher!
Toke, toke, toke, toke, I came to turn the night up, now watch me as I light up
Toke, toke, toke, toke, you know it's that fire, I can't get no higher!
Toke, toke, toke, toke, I came to turn the night up, now watch me as I light up
You already know what it is, tappin' bottles, chippin' lips
Rollin' up another thumper in me, on the way to kill another gig
And for friends Stevie, Tech, Ubi and the Picasso too
Joggin', I'll get it open, talkin' smoke so loud that I can't hear you
Look at me walkin' sideways, wavy but I'm not sloppy
And I'm burnin' down the bush, with the chief the spirits have got me
Better roll up you know I'm cold as fuck (?) when I tiffin' up in your place
Takin' a hit of the purp I'mma hold it in and blow it in your face!
Info Gates bitch don't hate
I showed up at the studio bars official
Cause I'm on trees like carved initials
I got that Candy Maldonado but I've been KC, not Colorado
So if a cop finds this avocado
I got in this medicine bottle I gotta get
Be hittin' the indica strain when it get in my brain
That it isn't the same, I'm twistin the flame
Light up, the Ces is definitely beneficial for the pain
That medical Jane never synthetic you know photosynthesis gettin' the blame
Blowin' legit if you switchin' the state, uh, blow the piff and I'm driftin' away
When I'm out in the Springs with a mountain to king
I'm countin the ounces they bring, they offer that kush (Kush)
They burnin' the bush, they 'bout it no doubt it's a thing
I'm jackin' the cyph, then I'm coming for Colorado for over half of my life
I came from about it back in the day, got a habit for packin' the sack in the pipe
I blowin' that it in
Toke, toke, toke, toke, you know it's that fire, I can't get no higher!
Toke, toke, toke, toke, I came to turn the night up, now watch me as I light up
Toke, toke, toke, toke, you know it's that fire, I can't get no higher!
Toke, toke, toke, toke, I came to turn the night up, now watch me as I light up
Been an outlaw for minute though, smokin' out with no shame
Blowin' loud out of my sun roof back in the Sunshine State
But then boys offered that cake so it's a cat and mouse type chase
So I growin' eyes on my back and droppin' brains over my face
I need a high estate, elevate, gotta get back up to that Denver stage
Where the fans are Strange and the air is thin
But I smoke this thing I just can't explain
Sparkin', puffin', passin', ease your pain and all these forms of fashion
I think it's only right to celebrate it, just get
Up-up high, get 'em up-up high
Stuck in the sky, we gotta lost that (?)
And I just met my angel dangled
With a halo and a buzz supply
(?) I freaked out tweaked out weed dungeon
But I forget about a women and a dough
See I be all up on that green Funyuns
Took another trip out to the CO
When everytime I made a (?) as legal
So that's snow (?) for the PO
We gone to free load (?) Doritos
Showed my love to Metropolis
And brother with a funk on the side of the curb
Green cross and a seize and a moss
When they all greet props and I die in a serve
Fort Collins to Boulder we smoke the air
We just feel wicked we on that Jodi Arias
Rollin' and jokin' these folks just stare at us
Trippin' for no reason when it's so hilarious
You high or something, you stared but you scared to puff
You wanna fly with me yeah have fans with lust
Just be careful when you hit it, I got admit it
I been known for sprinkle these orange hairs with dust
Forgot where we was, tried to order a quarter pounder
From a taco bell drive through high so we drove off
On the road lost blinded from the smoke fog
Made it to the crib I hit the door and then I dozed off
Broke off my homies a couple buds
And ever since the day I did it I got a bunch of phone calls
Ask me how much do an O' cost
In Atlanta got 'em smokin' on that dope dog yup-ya-uh-yeah
When I'm in another land I smoke that fire-iah-iah
I don't really hit to choke but tonight I'm gonna try-iah-iah
Take some weed, mixin' with tobacco leafs
Actually and breathe and I lose my faculties, naturally
(Okay) Worldwide now, following Tech Nina
Take another hit if you got that reefer
Bring me a little bit of that sativa
Baby talk just my anxiety
Don't like when I put up inside of me
Hello ladies, here's the deal: Welcome to Tech N9ne's tour bus
Before you get on this bus there's a couple rules you need to follow:
Leave all your cell phones with me
There will be no Tweeting, no Facebooking
No playing the PlayStation, no Instagram, no YouTubing
Whatever happens on this bus, stays on this bus
Wassup? It's me, Caribou Lou again
(Tech N9ne!)
Kansas City fucking hooligan
If you think you cool and true
And choosing women that we do and do again
Only if they hold us, the secrets they crossing over
The beaches and often go, w
here we eating we rock n rollers
But no Tweetin she lost her
And geekin because we showed her
Freakin across the globe in the weekend
We off in Boulder, Colorado
All my soldiers got a bottle
And some hoes with a wobble from sticky dough's you hella bobble
Head bitches they model
And let's kick it Colorado's
A red district full of brothels
And med fixes
Yo, we gotta hide just see
Why, would she ride, with me
Tweet, and straight lie to me?
I don't know (what?)
Who, she sleeps with
But, all I know is
Don't, you, Tweet this
Do what I told you, I told you I told you
Do what I told you, I told you I told you
Baby I would hate to
Kick it and then erase ya
Cause you wanna go to
One of those social networks
And go state the
Facts about my nature
I gave to see you later
(Oooooh) this bitch is shakin the table
Pissed at me cause you wished it be
Listed with a Twit Pic sick at me
When ya missed it you scripted me
When I gotta move invisibly
You violate it, you fly away it
Simple cause I am stealth
Then formulate it, we tried to made it
Keep it to your damn self
Get our nudie on, quiet, we can truly bone
And I'll be pushing all yo buttons like movie
Act like you belong, creeping in my groovy home
Drinkin Bou-Lou we go all my groupies owned
Way of life, keep it neat trick
If you and the beast mix, you don't see shit
And you will get the least bit of resistance
We pick who we see fit, but yo
Yeah, it is what it is baby
No I don't want a lot of is in my biz lady
{?} at my crib, save me
Dippin get me to drop some jizz on ya lid maybe
We in Canada partying like some animals
Even my tour manager know that Tweetin will vanish ya
Tweet the day I go and say my party wasn't amateur
Granted the lost camera was planted in tall canisters
Keys, you will receive, right when you leave
Please, drop to ya knees, ya cannot leave, not a thing
Put away ya phone, Yahtzee!
And don't be flickin like the fuckin paparazzi
We livin covert, Flava Flav know!
We let you see what we want to, and when we say so
Her Tweetin gossip is really out of her
This, this, this, this one of them ones
Yeah, Tech N9ne!
Turn me up a little bit more, Ben, so I can rock this the right way, brother
If you got 20/20 vision
You can see me now handling this music with precision
If not, then it's fine with me
Just know this movement is vivid enough for the blind to see, Yates
How in the hell can you miss me
When I'm counting my mil' making hist'ry
Trip the splits be that 50/50
So we rip the script swiftly and zip through chips quickly
When the trash, mail and pizza man see me
They get a fever and cheesy when they see the man Neezy
I'm easily beast and my hand is in my belt
What? I'm independent and I'm feeling myself
A flunk I won't be
I bumps the trunks see
The ladies pop the monkey and drop the donkey
They want to flaunt me
My songs be funky
Steady getting that cheddar forever
But some people acting like they don't see
I'm top dog, something like a CEO
I'm calling shots, call it Don Julio
But they don't really see me though
But they don't really see me though
All night, life like a video
Prime time, something like a Super Bowl
But they don't really see me though
With contact lenses say he don't smoke
I'm rolling up and let the contact get him
He even choked
My approach was to never to be broke
Kept my real niggas close
Now the player turned to coach
I hear people saying why so many changes?
Why so many watches? Why so many chains?
I'm mixing Kush with all these different strains
Riding in my Porsche listening to Purple Rain
So much knowledge I came up on you as a Hollywood insider
The inside of my crib look like a gym
Speaking of gym, I'm in the game, you're just a bench rider
You ride the bench that mean you ain't playing
You understand, hella fans,
Bunching hands, hundred grands that's the plan
Wizzle Man!
I'm top dog, something like a CEO
I'm calling shots, call it Don Julio
But they don't really see me though
But they don't really see me though
All night, life like a video
Prime time, something like a Super Bowl
But they don't really see me though
I'm truly blessed
I do request for all of you people to listen
I do see checks and movie sets
And never been a stranger to vixens
Pick up the pen, its in my gut to win
I got a motive and I'm in it with a mission
You know what I'mma get it when I dip into it
I've been through it, I've been a fighter with a vision
You can cover your eye, brother but why?
Cause your lady just discovered that my
Big rubber defies your lover blubber
So you utter replies with a tougher disguise
Cause my payday just caught the nose of your lady
I'm at the beginning of my hay-day
Y'all better recognize like ¡Mayday!
I don't know why jokers just won't let their eyes notice
Deep in my vocals they keep yelling that I'm doper
And I choke ya if you lift the Nine's flow so
So by jokes you know?
Couldn't see me with bi-focals
Earth!
Man I don't give a fuck about all that, I just wanna make sure these beats are locked down. Hey, hold on one second, here's Tech right here, man. What's up homeboy, what you need?
Th-th-th-th-thizzles!
How many?
Th-th-th-th-thizzles!
What is that, like five?
Yahtzee!
Alright, c'mon through.
Cool.
Only ye, who is on the molly, shall dig this little diddy here
And if ye shall want that molly, then ye shall have it!
When I'm in the house everybody in the place know I got that
Ladies in the back, on my lap, I'mma tap when they pop that
I was on that molly when I copped that, but I never dropped that
Hey, hey (I got thizzles)
T-H-I-Z-Z-L-E-S, in my belly, yes
We stay high, we be helly X'd, so don't be jelly, just
Get up in the midst of the party, got a fistful of molly and a bitch with a body
I think I wanna grab another chick from a hottie
Make her licked on my lollipop, I hits when I'm naughty
Hit em both then I'm 'scapin later
Never limited, dig it, I'm makin paper
Penny pickin, was sick, I was hatin fakers
Who played the great A, but they can't bust
I was-a-poppin, the panties was droppin
I never stopped even when granny was knockin
Super shockin when the be
It's off from all the rockin, insanity fuckin
That I does, my high buzz
The type of sky shove I love, I was
(Poppin Molly Ringwald while, eatin Stacy Green raw)
(Everbody and things saw, motherfuckin fiend, y'all)
When I'm in the house everybody in the place know I got that
Ladies in the back, on my lap, I'mma tap when they pop that
I was on that molly when I copped that, but I never dropped that
Hey, hey (I got thizzles)
M-D-M-to-the-A, on that plate, got me hella straight
We just took some dips, we just met, but we gon' fuck today
So pop that pussy for a goon and I got four hoes in my hotel room
Got a zip of that Marley and a fill of that Henny and a gram of that molly we about to go boom
Bitch it's Tech Nina and your boy Danny Brown
Hand-me-down clothes on me hand-me-down hoes
They be hoes on the dick doing fingers made of gold with a ruby on her head and a diamond on my nuts
Cumming on her butt for a pill with a slut
Playin with the pussy now I'm tryin to go fuck
So ho stop playin gon' let a nigga cut
Like a homeboy screamin ridin on the west side
Gon' suck a nigga dick or something
Gon' let a nigga hit or something
We rollin, rollin on the moon rocks we controlling, 'trolling
Up against the wall, all these bitches on my balls
Off that Molly Ringwald
Off that molly, brainwashed
(Poppin Molly Ringwald while, eatin Stacy Green raw)
(Everbody and things saw, motherfuckin fiend, y'all)
When I'm in the house everybody in the place know I got that
Ladies in the back, on my lap, I'mma tap when they pop that
I was on that molly when I copped that, but I never dropped that
Hey, hey (I got thizzles)
Orange juice
Morn' boost
Born goof
Scorn roots
Worn youths
Let my horns loose
Porn groups
With the E we raise the darn roof
Got it really hot in here
I'mma knock this beer, I'mma pop this year
Bet you think I'mma gonna stick and rock this rear
But big booty bitch, I love you, but I'm not sincere
Said you never popped before, I can't tell how
Cause you're freaky, you take it, you're going to hell now!
That I does
My high buzz
The type of sky shove I love
I was
(Poppin Molly Ringwald while, eatin Stacy Green raw)
(Everbody and things saw, motherfuckin fiend, y'all)
When I'm in the house everybody in the place know I got that
Ladies in the back, on my lap, I'mma tap when they pop that
I was on that molly when I copped that, but I never dropped that
Hey, hey (I got thizzles)
Time to get your molly on!
Time to get your molly on!
Time to get your molly on!
Somebody should have told me
Life can treat you really coldly
A lot of love that people show me
But when they go I'm hella lonely
When the music and the show stops
Security keep my bus door locked
That way I'm not receiving no shots
MJ, our little bro dropped and that's why they keep me so blocked
I'm in the star coach now
In the back by myself, I listen to our dope sounds
But... There was no women to round up
This hound just sleeps deeply, anticipatin' the next town's luck
It's glitz and glamour when you're on stage
Happy ‘cause you and your homies paid
But a lot of my love ones up and gone away
Because I put my music first, for that it's lonely days
Oh, ain't no phones ringing
Ain't no one's speaking when you're alone
Feels like there's no reason
For me to keep breathing if I'm gonna be alone
I can't sleep alone and I can't go eat alone
Yeah, the crowd gonna shout
But when the lights go out
You know, you know, you know
You know, you know, you know
You know, you know, you know
You know, you know
You know me being me
You wouldn't think I'd be alone
Got off my tour July 7 my children
Kicked it with me up to the 24th, then they go home
Even though my home used to be their home
But due to separation and altercations with their mama's it left me so alone
And when my girl visits, she got to leave
‘Cause she's independent and has a need to make her own cheese
At night before sleeping I'm on knees
Alone, please, I don't wanna have the lonelies on beat
My two family members that room with me
They zoom quickly to work and dip out of town, you would assume it'd be
Party, party every night a narly nudy show
But it's hardly party when you're starting in the studio
I can't wait for the meet and greets, making fans
That's why I be hella happy, hugging and shaking hands
When I perform I want everybody to know
I stretch the show ‘cause when it's over everybody go
A storm cloud stalks me making what should be a sunny day
Shed tears of lonesome despair in the form of rain
I've devoted my life to rid you of your pain
For feelings of acceptance which reveal themselves feigned
Do not mind that, scream the voices in my brain
But if I stop giving, only I remain
Though I know not of misery
For I lack the company it needs to be entertained
But misery would be a nice change
This solitude drives me insane
Yeah, I think it's my fault, y'all, ‘cause I'm reclusive
And I'm thinking I lost brauds like Y! Exclusive
And I know that I might fall, ‘cause life is stupid
‘Cause cupid shoots it and I fight off but it might produce its
Love, whatever has it I run
People, pets and even movies that have it, I shun
Thinking back when I had a family, was glad I was some
Together we are, a powerful force, as one, mind, body and soul
Let no evil enter nor attempt to reduce because of the beliefs we hold
And with this love, combined with our strength, we ward off pain and stress
Technician I am, whole heartidely, in life and in death
Okay I get it, I'm an F.O.N Freak of Nature
But the pen is gonna heat the paper
Was a problem in a incubator
Mom and dad was a creature maker
I never need the shaker
The beef from table, the teacher later
Now you're the beast awakener
I don't think the streets are safer
My misery seepin' through my delivery
Bitter we givers and they keep my figures, don't try to nigger me
The grave digger is hither, he is no kidder, see
Consider the dark energy, sinner be inner me
Black diamonds all around callin' all the down definites
Who saw the clown and now steppin' with that tall amount of big tech and shit
Aah-ooh - 3 times,
My people they know what that defines
When the people are lovin' and that's T-9
He rhyme and make 'em make a B-line
They 'bout to hate, make out the great
They 'bout to break if they don't pay off the cake
Stay out my face, you don't want me to lay out the fake
Flip the sick or plain out relate
Damned and incredible straight out the gate
We are the darkness, but we're leaving
We are the gods that are deceiving
We are the painters of blind-faith
We are the children of your rivals
Holding guns while reading Bibles
Go ahead and seal your fate
You see the face of EBAH on Tech Nina
Evil Brain, Angel Heart I remain in the dark and anointed
With holy they console me when they know we
Sin got a hold of me, why they let go of me? I'm double jointed
I'm wicked and I represent the sickness
All you fraudulents feeling I'm falling offending the father
I place you in the deepest darkest part of abyss
Nobody but you without any food and no agua
I blackened the sun on you bitches
Sat in the dungeons and ditches
Yappin is one of your glitches - halt it
The Kraken has come with the quickness
Back and I'm plundering chicks
And laughing you dummies trip with Exalted
Tech N9ne - fuck the industry independence
We enemies to them and he that's blind
The champ is here
The vamp is near
Huntin' you heathens, hella hungry and I'm amped this year
We are the darkness, but we're leaving
We are the gods that are deceiving
We are the painters of blind-faith
We are the children of your rivals
Holding guns while reading Bibles
Go ahead and seal your fate
I am the public enemy #1
Fuck your fame, I became the name of the gun
Now they parents say Aaron
Because they sons and daughters wanna be martyrs
Believing in my art ain't it young
All I got is my balls and rap,
I'm appalled that y'all want me to fall calling craps
Suckers hate it, now they crawlin' back
Cause I'm tall as Shaq
And I'm always up for brawlin' bats
Strange music saved my life
I was fuckin' it then the music became my wife
Nobody on this planet can tame my mic
Call me crazy, don't matter, fucking insane I like
When the sun's beam melts
Everyone screams help
Then only one king's felt
When telling all survivors welcome to Something Else
And I say Kansas City
Will always stay Kansas City
Yeah
This is Something Else baby!
Lets Go!
We are the darkness, but we're leaving
We are the gods that are deceiving
We are the painters of blind-faith
We are the children of your rivals
Holding guns while reading Bibles
Go ahead and seal your fate
[Intro]
If you can't dance, this the maint'nance
[Hook: Liz Suwandi]
I need release from this frantic mind
I've got the cure, I know you've got mine
So go ahead and pour me more wine
We've got all night, we can make it right
(Let's party the pain away)
[Tech N9ne]
Whenever problems show up
Man I really wanna blow up, drinkin til I throw up
And tonight I'm havin mo' luck
Couple bad bitches rolled up, to puff a little dough up
And they givin us the dame thang
Puffin, drinkin, than we bang-bang
Knock it out the frame, mane
Caught a couple mo' dame-dames
Than my homies with the cane came
Now we got a Strange thang
Yeah... y'all do, I don't (what's that, Tech?)
Turn down something I won't
I'm a... grinch when I'm yearning it
Get so hot up in the spot, I think I'm partying at Burning Man
I deal with the real, when I feel
But tonight I'm takin Bou Lou to the grill
I'll be damned, if it ain't a day, I kick it and can't obey
When life is heavy we uh... party the pain away
[Hook]
[Tech N9ne]
I be off in Australia
Where the ladies really didgeridoo it if they smell ya
Aboriginal's will tell ya
That they rollin hella deep, and if you trippin it's a failure
When I'm off in California
Molly got me so dehydrated, smell ammonia
I be feelin like a donor
Not blood, but the other stuff
Cause the women bone ya
When the real life's on my case
A woman waits, to sit on my face
In Missouri, it's all on my state
When I'm home, yes I keep a heapin on my plate
I'm in a dark party, with a red light
'Bout to be another "take it to the head" night
Whether you're drinkin, or you're smokin, or the med type
Partyin the pain away, don't even got your bread right
[Hook]
[Bridge]
If you can't dance, this the maint'nance
Let's party the pain away
[Tech N9ne]
If you're stressin, I feel ya
If I'm off up in your city, come and party with the Milla
20 shots of tequila
This'll make a little money so I'm gonna pay the billa
If she lookin don't be jello
Get your woman, take her picture with me cause I'm hella mello
If you're tough and wanna yell though
She'll be leavin with the crew
And I'mma stick her like some velcro
We the party people, night and day
Livin crazy is the only way, got a...
Party persona, fuck the pain and come and kick it
Are you smelling my aroma?
When things get bad, get trashed
That's my advice on yo bitch ass
Faded like you think I am
On the brink, of a drink, and the drink got slammed
