[intro: Tech N9ne]
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
[chorus]
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
[1st verse: Tech N9ne]
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
[chorus]
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
[2nd verse: Tech N9ne]
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
[chorus]
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
[3rd verse: Tech N9ne]
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
[chorus]
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
[outro]
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?
Tech N9ne, Nigga!
The P.A.S.E.O. (The Poem Aaron Saw Extra Ordinary) lyrics - Tech N9ne
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...
[Chorus]
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
[Verse 1]
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.....
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
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 landin of 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...
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
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 Troost 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
And no funeral just throw my ashes in the Missouri River...Love.
[Chorus]
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...
[Chorus]
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
[Verse 1]
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.....
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
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 landin of 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...
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
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 Troost 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
And no funeral just throw my ashes in the Missouri River...Love.
[Chorus]
Riotmaker lyrics - Tech N9ne
[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 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 Samoans 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!
[Skatterman]
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
[Snug Brim]
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, smoke some weed, get your paper
You can see me now or later, motherfucking Riot Maker.
Cause 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 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..
Enjoy
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 Samoans 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!
[Skatterman]
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
[Snug Brim]
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, smoke some weed, get your paper
You can see me now or later, motherfucking Riot Maker.
Cause 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 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..
Enjoy
No Can Do lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Big Krizz Kaliko)
[Intro]
Welcome to everready
Welcome to everready
Welcome to everready
[Tech N9ne]
The Religion!
First thing I wanna say is (what!)
Y'all can't fuck wit us
Y'all can't fuck wit us
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
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 everybodys heard of me
And if they say that i'm fakin' momma it's purgary
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 Calli give me the power
Come on wit it (HAA!)
You industry punks I hope you fakes die
Cuase most of rappers have a queer eye for the straight guy
Was that shit loud enough to hear
Loud enough to eco throguh the city and bust your ears
Patrick tried to sue us for a whole lot of bucks this year
Sell crazy somewhere else trick (Were all stocked in here)
Hey! I think I wanna say it again, y'all
Y'all can't fuck wit us
[Hook: Tech N9ne & Big Krizz Kalico]
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
[Bridge: Tech N9ne]
Yo! Big Krizz Kalico
Tell 'em, y'all can't fuck wit us
Y'all can't fuck wit us
[Verse 2: Big Krizz Kalico]
Fuck niggaz that got it in for me
Pretend to cry, still got there energy
Loud, dudes feeling to be proud
Dude full of frown
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
Cant get with us flows
Actually a bit of babalin' in 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
[Hook]
[Bridge 2: Tech N9ne]
This beat make me wanna say hallaylooya (HAHAHA)
Yo but instead I'ma say (what!)
Y'all can't fuck with us
Y'all can't fuck with us
[Verse 3: Big Krizz Kalico]
Okay this stopin' addiction (Now we got y'all listenin'!)
Just a fraction of friction
From the act you was missin'
If you was actually listenin'
You'd see whose ass you be kissin' (MUWHA)
Your dealin' with one hell of a brotha 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
[Verse 4: Tech N9ne]
This is my testament Tecca Nina been pressed against war
Simply done best to get to get next to it so I repped is 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
[Tech N9ne]
It's a celebration bitches put your hands up ya
Y'all can't fuck with us!
[Hook]
[Tech N9ne]
It's not that y'all wack that got it so bad
It's that y'all pissed cuase we got it so good
Welcome to Tech world
Welcome to everready
Welcome to everready
Welcome to everready
[Tech N9ne]
The Religion!
First thing I wanna say is (what!)
Y'all can't fuck wit us
Y'all can't fuck wit us
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
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 everybodys heard of me
And if they say that i'm fakin' momma it's purgary
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 Calli give me the power
Come on wit it (HAA!)
You industry punks I hope you fakes die
Cuase most of rappers have a queer eye for the straight guy
Was that shit loud enough to hear
Loud enough to eco throguh the city and bust your ears
Patrick tried to sue us for a whole lot of bucks this year
Sell crazy somewhere else trick (Were all stocked in here)
Hey! I think I wanna say it again, y'all
Y'all can't fuck wit us
[Hook: Tech N9ne & Big Krizz Kalico]
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
[Bridge: Tech N9ne]
Yo! Big Krizz Kalico
Tell 'em, y'all can't fuck wit us
Y'all can't fuck wit us
[Verse 2: Big Krizz Kalico]
Fuck niggaz that got it in for me
Pretend to cry, still got there energy
Loud, dudes feeling to be proud
Dude full of frown
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
Cant get with us flows
Actually a bit of babalin' in 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
[Hook]
[Bridge 2: Tech N9ne]
This beat make me wanna say hallaylooya (HAHAHA)
Yo but instead I'ma say (what!)
Y'all can't fuck with us
Y'all can't fuck with us
[Verse 3: Big Krizz Kalico]
Okay this stopin' addiction (Now we got y'all listenin'!)
Just a fraction of friction
From the act you was missin'
If you was actually listenin'
You'd see whose ass you be kissin' (MUWHA)
Your dealin' with one hell of a brotha 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
[Verse 4: Tech N9ne]
This is my testament Tecca Nina been pressed against war
Simply done best to get to get next to it so I repped is 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
[Tech N9ne]
It's a celebration bitches put your hands up ya
Y'all can't fuck with us!
[Hook]
[Tech N9ne]
It's not that y'all wack that got it so bad
It's that y'all pissed cuase we got it so good
Welcome to Tech world
Welcome To The Midwest lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Big Krizz Kaliko)
The only real place to be
Middle of all controversy
West end of the Mississippi
Welcome to the midwest
pistol packing and money mackin rapping about the city where killers keep it cracking too dark and gritty back in the dizzy jacking was happening gafflin many
cackling 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 freaking apology given you tripping we lick a shot.
get ready to brawl hometown breaking a jawbone clown you ain't a criminal killer be ready to get up and fall on down look at the darkside full of the gangbanging hookers with choppers and the coppers they keep the things rangin.
you ain't gotta be killer gangster to know that you can die tryna hide sides things for the dough after the club pimping and skipping 'cause they tripping off in the more
[Chorus:]
It doesn't matter where you go, where you've been
Beautiful foreign lands you've been in
Gun play rains, summer and shine
Stay inside you should be fine
I'll show you follow me
Welcome to the midwest
it's a city where anybody can cause you bodily harm when you walk on my city hardly armed hardly safe to show your face apes will erase with lethal blades
blaze your for 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 your 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 keeping they people
I'm seeking 'em when you leaving 'em people the bay they'll take 'em away if it ain't in the day hurry get your people outta the cage the midwest it's more than just
a little chaotic and if we ain't got it we plotting of robbing 'em for they chips that'll be the nature of the beast to keep the peace I keeps my peace when I'm in the midwest
[Chorus]
Hands up if your with it stand up did your get it midwest do your dig it we the scheiße
Damn tough, we can get it manned up when your make a big stress hella wicked recognize us
Hands up if your with it stand up did your get it midwest do your dig it we the scheiße
Damn tough, we can get it manned up when ya-welcome to the midwest
if you tripping we're giving your a lobotomy, cannibal you Hannibal couldn't imagine my psychology
popping better be the way your thinking of stopping 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 I'm gonna gather me dough
if you're hustling maybe the place you can get it for low get your 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 millimeter spray in your way your better lay down
gangster mobsters everybody knows
'cause in the town you wanna clown around at the shows
pack the milli 'cause everybody silly so get ready to hit the floor
[Chorus]
Middle of all controversy
West end of the Mississippi
Welcome to the midwest
pistol packing and money mackin rapping about the city where killers keep it cracking too dark and gritty back in the dizzy jacking was happening gafflin many
cackling 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 freaking apology given you tripping we lick a shot.
get ready to brawl hometown breaking a jawbone clown you ain't a criminal killer be ready to get up and fall on down look at the darkside full of the gangbanging hookers with choppers and the coppers they keep the things rangin.
you ain't gotta be killer gangster to know that you can die tryna hide sides things for the dough after the club pimping and skipping 'cause they tripping off in the more
[Chorus:]
It doesn't matter where you go, where you've been
Beautiful foreign lands you've been in
Gun play rains, summer and shine
Stay inside you should be fine
I'll show you follow me
Welcome to the midwest
it's a city where anybody can cause you bodily harm when you walk on my city hardly armed hardly safe to show your face apes will erase with lethal blades
blaze your for 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 your 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 keeping they people
I'm seeking 'em when you leaving 'em people the bay they'll take 'em away if it ain't in the day hurry get your people outta the cage the midwest it's more than just
a little chaotic and if we ain't got it we plotting of robbing 'em for they chips that'll be the nature of the beast to keep the peace I keeps my peace when I'm in the midwest
[Chorus]
Hands up if your with it stand up did your get it midwest do your dig it we the scheiße
Damn tough, we can get it manned up when your make a big stress hella wicked recognize us
Hands up if your with it stand up did your get it midwest do your dig it we the scheiße
Damn tough, we can get it manned up when ya-welcome to the midwest
if you tripping we're giving your a lobotomy, cannibal you Hannibal couldn't imagine my psychology
popping better be the way your thinking of stopping 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 I'm gonna gather me dough
if you're hustling maybe the place you can get it for low get your 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 millimeter spray in your way your better lay down
gangster mobsters everybody knows
'cause in the town you wanna clown around at the shows
pack the milli 'cause everybody silly so get ready to hit the floor
[Chorus]
Bout Ta' Bubble lyrics - Tech N9ne
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
[Hook:]
Bout ta Bubble [6x]
Bout ta Bubble, Baby [3x]
We calculating
We drinkin and smokin and humpin and likin it [2x]
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
[Hook]
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
Kansas City, Missouri is where she gone find me
[Hook]
(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
[Hook:]
Bout ta Bubble [6x]
Bout ta Bubble, Baby [3x]
We calculating
We drinkin and smokin and humpin and likin it [2x]
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
[Hook]
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
Kansas City, Missouri is where she gone find me
[Hook]
It's What You Thinkin' lyrics - Tech N9ne
[Talking:]
we gon' make 'em slither dance to this one Zilla
[Verse 1:]
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
[Chorus x2:]
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 [x3] (it's what you thinkin)
[Verse 2:]
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
[Chorus x2:]
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 [x3] (it's what you thinkin)
[Verse 3:]
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
[Chorus X2:]
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 [x3] (it's what you thinkin)
[Talking:]
haha it's what you though dawg your chicks wit us
Tech N9ne, Kalikeezy, Young ?? why you keep doin it to yourself dawg
her jaws are full get back she'll holla tomorrow
we gon' make 'em slither dance to this one Zilla
[Verse 1:]
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
[Chorus x2:]
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 [x3] (it's what you thinkin)
[Verse 2:]
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
[Chorus x2:]
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 [x3] (it's what you thinkin)
[Verse 3:]
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
[Chorus X2:]
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 [x3] (it's what you thinkin)
[Talking:]
haha it's what you though dawg your chicks wit us
Tech N9ne, Kalikeezy, Young ?? why you keep doin it to yourself dawg
her jaws are full get back she'll holla tomorrow
Night And Day lyrics - Tech N9ne
Night And Day
eheheh
Tech N9ne, Baby
[Tech N9ne]
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
[Chorus: repeat 2X]
Night and day (we we we what?) Party palet
Party hardy hardy hardy hardy hardy hardy hardy
[Tech N9ne]
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
[Chorus]
[Tech N9ne]
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
[Chorus]
[Outro: Tech N9ne]
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
Night and Day
eheheh
Tech N9ne, Baby
[Tech N9ne]
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
[Chorus: repeat 2X]
Night and day (we we we what?) Party palet
Party hardy hardy hardy hardy hardy hardy hardy
[Tech N9ne]
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
[Chorus]
[Tech N9ne]
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
[Chorus]
[Outro: Tech N9ne]
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
Night and Day
Jellysickle lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. E-40)
[Intro: Tech N9ne]
Hey
All you haters stop!
Whew, man
This beat is uh
What
Rick rocker
T-9
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)
[Hook 2X]
Hey
All you haters stop!
Whew, man
This beat is uh
What
Rick rocker
T-9
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)
[Hook 2X]
Caribou Lou lyrics - Tech N9ne
Ya it's like the ultimate party favor baby ya know
Two cups will get a hot one out of her clothes ya 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 till the cops come
Half a bottle of 151
Off of the jug one cup of Malibu rum
Baby that's what's up
Then you fill the rest of the jug
With pineapple juice, and it's 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 pay the liquor store teller with no hair or toupe
Touché
Get the party jumping
Keep the hotties humping
I like them thick and juicy
So don't pilate nothing
Drinking too much Lou
You might be karate punching
Or at the back of the club
Attending the naughty luncheon
Satin,
Kool-aid get you hella 151
November dog
So run kitty run
We gonna drink it until we done
Diddy dum
Bum biddy bum
Here Kansas city come so give me some...
[x2]
151 rum
Pineapple juice, and and Malibu, caribou get them all numb
Make baby girl come, outta her shell and raise hell
Don't stop till 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 2 double 0 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 nudey
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 lady
Originated in Kansas city, Missouri
Since 19-95 baby.
[x3]
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 till 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 zainy
Cause I'd say baby
I'm trying to make you my main damey
For the rest of the night
Girl you sexy and tight
Come to mi casa and see these shock reflects and your right
Groupies at 12 o' clock
Man I'm prowl 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 Nike's
You might sight me slightly heifin
Might see dry heave
Die we shall not need i-v's
Beside me Siamese
(tech, huh, you not making any sense)
I might make her wanna swa-wing a Prada
But once I get up on 'em I can do my thing I gotta
Hey batta batta batta batta swa-ing a batta
He cannot he cannot he cannot swa-wing a batta
[x2]
151 rum
Pineapple juice, and Malibu, caribou, get them all numb
Make baby girl come
Out of her shell and raise hell
We gonna party till the cops come
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 till 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
Because I drink it
And they ain't payin' me for it
At least not yet
Two cups will get a hot one out of her clothes ya 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 till the cops come
Half a bottle of 151
Off of the jug one cup of Malibu rum
Baby that's what's up
Then you fill the rest of the jug
With pineapple juice, and it's 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 pay the liquor store teller with no hair or toupe
Touché
Get the party jumping
Keep the hotties humping
I like them thick and juicy
So don't pilate nothing
Drinking too much Lou
You might be karate punching
Or at the back of the club
Attending the naughty luncheon
Satin,
Kool-aid get you hella 151
November dog
So run kitty run
We gonna drink it until we done
Diddy dum
Bum biddy bum
Here Kansas city come so give me some...
[x2]
151 rum
Pineapple juice, and and Malibu, caribou get them all numb
Make baby girl come, outta her shell and raise hell
Don't stop till 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 2 double 0 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 nudey
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 lady
Originated in Kansas city, Missouri
Since 19-95 baby.
[x3]
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 till 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 zainy
Cause I'd say baby
I'm trying to make you my main damey
For the rest of the night
Girl you sexy and tight
Come to mi casa and see these shock reflects and your right
Groupies at 12 o' clock
Man I'm prowl 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 Nike's
You might sight me slightly heifin
Might see dry heave
Die we shall not need i-v's
Beside me Siamese
(tech, huh, you not making any sense)
I might make her wanna swa-wing a Prada
But once I get up on 'em I can do my thing I gotta
Hey batta batta batta batta swa-ing a batta
He cannot he cannot he cannot swa-wing a batta
[x2]
151 rum
Pineapple juice, and Malibu, caribou, get them all numb
Make baby girl come
Out of her shell and raise hell
We gonna party till the cops come
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 till 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
Because I drink it
And they ain't payin' me for it
At least not yet
My Wife, My Bitch, My Girl lyrics - Tech N9ne
[Intro: Big Krizz Kalico & Tech N9ne]
Real cocky
Real sloppy
Drunk at the club and you all can't stop me
[Tech N9ne]
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
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
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 monster
Carried a youngsta
Said if you cheated it you will come back to hunt you
She said my filthy world
Makes her wanna hurl
And that's my first verse
My wife, my bitch, my girl
[Hook: Tech N9ne 2X]
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
[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
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 gonna try next (my wife)
Go a ghetto booty like Naomi
I'm gonna tell you like Jayo say
All my bitches havin' fancy dreams
And all my bitches wear Applebottom jeans
My wife, my bitch, my girl
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Tech N9ne]
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 vicious 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
Exactly (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)
But I'm the smarter you all (my wife, my bitch, my girl)
[Hook 4X]
Real cocky
Real sloppy
Drunk at the club and you all can't stop me
[Tech N9ne]
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
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
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 monster
Carried a youngsta
Said if you cheated it you will come back to hunt you
She said my filthy world
Makes her wanna hurl
And that's my first verse
My wife, my bitch, my girl
[Hook: Tech N9ne 2X]
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
[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
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 gonna try next (my wife)
Go a ghetto booty like Naomi
I'm gonna tell you like Jayo say
All my bitches havin' fancy dreams
And all my bitches wear Applebottom jeans
My wife, my bitch, my girl
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Tech N9ne]
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 vicious 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
Exactly (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)
But I'm the smarter you all (my wife, my bitch, my girl)
[Hook 4X]
Flash / Your Decent lyrics - Tech N9ne
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 you all
Flash,
This is a party call
Flash
Theres song ain't about your
ass
But I really love it when you
Pass
If you want me we can
Smash
My Baby doll
[x2]
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'm gonna 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 Lohan's
I got a pocket full of Trojans,
We can all get nasty if you flash me baby,
You know the program
[Chorus x2]
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
(stit elur eht dlrow)
Tig 'ol bitties, lady
From city to city crazy
[Chorus x2]
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
Flash
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 you all
Flash,
This is a party call
Flash
Theres song ain't about your
ass
But I really love it when you
Pass
If you want me we can
Smash
My Baby doll
[x2]
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'm gonna 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 Lohan's
I got a pocket full of Trojans,
We can all get nasty if you flash me baby,
You know the program
[Chorus x2]
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
(stit elur eht dlrow)
Tig 'ol bitties, lady
From city to city crazy
[Chorus x2]
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
Flash
Come Gangsta lyrics - Tech N9ne
[Intro: Some guys talking]
The spiked red hair...and the..and the, paint on his face
Whow, 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..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 for sure
Haters in these times
Niggas don't wanna see me shine
Stop me, and then try and tell me (Come gangster)
And then compare me to Nelly (What ya bang bra)
So this songs is gonna tell me so called gangster Niggas, who the fuck has always been the bigger G?
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 niggas this is toughin' I
(Don't know what the fuck you thinkin' telling 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'
They're wackin' Nina stays laid backin' I
(Rap at niggas constantly they never know the money Nina makes)
Hey, this is amazin' how niggas formulate they hatin'
You fuckin' fornicate your mistakin'
We can never correlate 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 niggas know the rest)
Gay, is all you punks and mitch bades this in your trunk won't get played on the radio
Too gangster for an old lady bro
Gangster niggas don't hate me no
Wanks niggas won't face me though
(Talkin' shit and books my people tellin' me that I really need a vest)
OK
[Bridge 1: Tech N9ne]
I rep the town harder than any of you niggas
Where ever I stand my bills the same punk
And you got the nerve to tell me
[Hook: Tech N9ne]
Come gangster
Throw your rags in the air
And know that nobody there
Will compare to your gangster
Saggin' pants to the floor
Every womens a bitch or a whore
When your gangster
Pack ya guns in the club
If they shrug to them thugs mean mug ya come gangster
Is what they sayin' to me
[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
I should've been done come wit a gun
For the ones who bump they gums who the one
Said a nigga wasn't gonna make another record said I was wack and washed up done
Said a nigga might scare little' ones
He's a fuckin' nightmare, here he comes
Really red hair and my face painted
They said (Gangster)
Messy Marvin Coleone is so (Gangster)
But I really ain't (Gangster)
I need to come a little (Gangster)
Scratch the scratch the nigga fat tone is so (Gangster)
You need a bit of that (Gangster)
You need to hang wit a (Gangster)
Mr. Stinky vigilante so (Gangster)
Brother Lynch is (Gangster)
The Bigger Figga is (Gangster)
57 RD Vs are so (Gangster)
The nigga fifty is so (Gangster)
They say
When you in them streets, creep creep
Cause some gangsters 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 gonna' skip and try to go get the money grip)
OK, you niggas kill me in Nosferatu vampire bit my shit
Cause you niggas fill me surprised that I got you right here with my shit
So you gotta be thankful to who?
By the way homie what's gangster 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]
[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 gonna' shine
But it seems these punks are confused 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 motherfuckers is hard to feel
I get your death threats cause I'm the king bitch
Money, groupies, drugs, alcohol and bling shit
But I stay a hella game
And you punks is so lame
Cause my mobbin' gangster track will demolish your whole tank
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
Niggas get laid down
Seven displayed sounds
N9ne the crayzed clown
Lines like sprayed rounds
This is for all you haters who don't pump my shit
If you say this ain't gangster then you can suck my dick!
I might look like a clown
But you niggas 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 niggas
From the stage show, to rockin' the mic you name it
Thats why I roll wit him he my favorite rapper real talk
Tech N9ne
The spiked red hair...and the..and the, paint on his face
Whow, 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..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 for sure
Haters in these times
Niggas don't wanna see me shine
Stop me, and then try and tell me (Come gangster)
And then compare me to Nelly (What ya bang bra)
So this songs is gonna tell me so called gangster Niggas, who the fuck has always been the bigger G?
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 niggas this is toughin' I
(Don't know what the fuck you thinkin' telling 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'
They're wackin' Nina stays laid backin' I
(Rap at niggas constantly they never know the money Nina makes)
Hey, this is amazin' how niggas formulate they hatin'
You fuckin' fornicate your mistakin'
We can never correlate 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 niggas know the rest)
Gay, is all you punks and mitch bades this in your trunk won't get played on the radio
Too gangster for an old lady bro
Gangster niggas don't hate me no
Wanks niggas won't face me though
(Talkin' shit and books my people tellin' me that I really need a vest)
OK
[Bridge 1: Tech N9ne]
I rep the town harder than any of you niggas
Where ever I stand my bills the same punk
And you got the nerve to tell me
[Hook: Tech N9ne]
Come gangster
Throw your rags in the air
And know that nobody there
Will compare to your gangster
Saggin' pants to the floor
Every womens a bitch or a whore
When your gangster
Pack ya guns in the club
If they shrug to them thugs mean mug ya come gangster
Is what they sayin' to me
[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
I should've been done come wit a gun
For the ones who bump they gums who the one
Said a nigga wasn't gonna make another record said I was wack and washed up done
Said a nigga might scare little' ones
He's a fuckin' nightmare, here he comes
Really red hair and my face painted
They said (Gangster)
Messy Marvin Coleone is so (Gangster)
But I really ain't (Gangster)
I need to come a little (Gangster)
Scratch the scratch the nigga fat tone is so (Gangster)
You need a bit of that (Gangster)
You need to hang wit a (Gangster)
Mr. Stinky vigilante so (Gangster)
Brother Lynch is (Gangster)
The Bigger Figga is (Gangster)
57 RD Vs are so (Gangster)
The nigga fifty is so (Gangster)
They say
When you in them streets, creep creep
Cause some gangsters 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 gonna' skip and try to go get the money grip)
OK, you niggas kill me in Nosferatu vampire bit my shit
Cause you niggas fill me surprised that I got you right here with my shit
So you gotta be thankful to who?
By the way homie what's gangster 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]
[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 gonna' shine
But it seems these punks are confused 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 motherfuckers is hard to feel
I get your death threats cause I'm the king bitch
Money, groupies, drugs, alcohol and bling shit
But I stay a hella game
And you punks is so lame
Cause my mobbin' gangster track will demolish your whole tank
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
Niggas get laid down
Seven displayed sounds
N9ne the crayzed clown
Lines like sprayed rounds
This is for all you haters who don't pump my shit
If you say this ain't gangster then you can suck my dick!
I might look like a clown
But you niggas 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 niggas
From the stage show, to rockin' the mic you name it
Thats why I roll wit him he my favorite rapper real talk
Tech N9ne
The Melancholy Maze / My World Intro lyrics - Tech N9ne
[Female voice]
You have entered the Melancholy Maze.
We hope you find your way.
[Tech:] I'm in the bank now
[Tech Whistles]
[Lady:] 60, 80, and one more makes 100
[Man:] Alrighty, thanks
[Lady:] You have a great day
[Man:] You too
[Lady:] Next in line, please
[Tech:] Yes
[Lady:] Sir
[Tech:] Yea, I would like to make a withdrawal
[Lady:] OK. Hey!! Your Aaron Yates. I remember you
[Tech:] Yea, yea thats me baby thats me
[Lady:] So what are you doing now a days
[Tech:] Uh, I'm a I'm a rapper. Uh, Strange Music, you heard of Strange Music?
[Lady:] Yea, Strange Music "Where bullshit ain't nothing. I know
[Tech:] Ha ha, yea yea, thats it baby I w...
[Lady:] 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
[Tech:] Thank you baby, I...
[Lady:] Will you do it for me
[Tech:] Now baby, I'm really tryna get a, I'm tryna, I'm really trynna...
[Lady:] Please
[Tech: (sigh)] 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 ####
([man:] sir)
Welcome to the bottomless pit
Animalistic
I know its hella dark in there
My world ([man:] sir) is not like a regular life
We tote big guns instead of a knife
([lady:] 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
[shotgun ####### and people screaming]
You got a guard, i got a squad
You here to work and I'm here to rob
[shot fired]
You have entered the Melancholy Maze.
We hope you find your way.
[Tech:] I'm in the bank now
[Tech Whistles]
[Lady:] 60, 80, and one more makes 100
[Man:] Alrighty, thanks
[Lady:] You have a great day
[Man:] You too
[Lady:] Next in line, please
[Tech:] Yes
[Lady:] Sir
[Tech:] Yea, I would like to make a withdrawal
[Lady:] OK. Hey!! Your Aaron Yates. I remember you
[Tech:] Yea, yea thats me baby thats me
[Lady:] So what are you doing now a days
[Tech:] Uh, I'm a I'm a rapper. Uh, Strange Music, you heard of Strange Music?
[Lady:] Yea, Strange Music "Where bullshit ain't nothing. I know
[Tech:] Ha ha, yea yea, thats it baby I w...
[Lady:] 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
[Tech:] Thank you baby, I...
[Lady:] Will you do it for me
[Tech:] Now baby, I'm really tryna get a, I'm tryna, I'm really trynna...
[Lady:] Please
[Tech: (sigh)] 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 ####
([man:] sir)
Welcome to the bottomless pit
Animalistic
I know its hella dark in there
My world ([man:] sir) is not like a regular life
We tote big guns instead of a knife
([lady:] 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
[shotgun ####### and people screaming]
You got a guard, i got a squad
You here to work and I'm here to rob
[shot fired]
My World lryics - Tech N9ne (feat. Dalima, Brotha Lynch Hung)
In a world of misery and within this 3 planets collide.
Brother Lynch, Dalima, Tech N9ne
Bring you along for the ride.
[Brotha Lynch:]
Wait a minute I'm from the Westcoast Conference
Like Kobe or J Worthy you could just call me king of the valley.
All I need is a game jersey.
Nigga (nuts and guts) get served up when I get all spitting up?
Cut it up, gut it up with cold cuts, with another nut heated up came dirty.
I'll be off of that kryptonite turn them into liquid ice; stain his jersey
leave him in the back of the Elco like Helter Skelter stick it to them like velcro nigga.
I'm a bitch killer, I'm a nigga ditch quick to rip you ?? murder bitch witch I'm a jack you night strip you that night
split your legs open and dick you. But then I'm a ?? rippen you (grubs) eat your meat
dammit your pleat with the meat clever I did not see you either four corner receiver 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 nickles express this sexist.
[Chorus:]
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
[Dalima:]
'cause I be Dalima motherfuckers hating 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 middle of the sage) I'm busting like a 12 gauge.
You could never really do a nigga that hang you up that slip ?
Drank you I'm a cider with a fully loaded rifle undecided whether or not I cut up your brain or guts.
([Tech:] 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 breathing.
Dalima for a reason well let me introduce you to the crucial uplifting future.
Recruit you and seduce you to the butal grouper.
Nigga better get ready 'cause we know we put together the (fattiest)
chemical flame energetic well embedded into your brain Tech N9ne Dalima Brotha Lynch life.
[Chorus]
[Tech N9ne:]
Fight this phantom you freaking family will fall flat.
Bunk Bianca's beat 'em black and blue with a baseball bat.
I might be a small cat but I won't use digression hit 'em with a weapon if they stepping mall rat 20 minus 11 I make 'em all skat.
Not prosperous now Tech's not with his crowd.
He's lost in his clouds rather be offed than softed with his style.
I got hopes that my life might you better but I been broke so I might swipe your cheddar.
You better get ready to give me
I gotta Vendetta.
Coming to get a Brotha weed and money and whatever.
([Tech:] Nobody said it was gonna be easy but deceive me believe me your (buried dark buried dark) in Macropolis.
Wonder you're 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 from 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. Feeling 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!
[Chorus]
Brother Lynch, Dalima, Tech N9ne
Bring you along for the ride.
[Brotha Lynch:]
Wait a minute I'm from the Westcoast Conference
Like Kobe or J Worthy you could just call me king of the valley.
All I need is a game jersey.
Nigga (nuts and guts) get served up when I get all spitting up?
Cut it up, gut it up with cold cuts, with another nut heated up came dirty.
I'll be off of that kryptonite turn them into liquid ice; stain his jersey
leave him in the back of the Elco like Helter Skelter stick it to them like velcro nigga.
I'm a bitch killer, I'm a nigga ditch quick to rip you ?? murder bitch witch I'm a jack you night strip you that night
split your legs open and dick you. But then I'm a ?? rippen you (grubs) eat your meat
dammit your pleat with the meat clever I did not see you either four corner receiver 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 nickles express this sexist.
[Chorus:]
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
[Dalima:]
'cause I be Dalima motherfuckers hating 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 middle of the sage) I'm busting like a 12 gauge.
You could never really do a nigga that hang you up that slip ?
Drank you I'm a cider with a fully loaded rifle undecided whether or not I cut up your brain or guts.
([Tech:] 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 breathing.
Dalima for a reason well let me introduce you to the crucial uplifting future.
Recruit you and seduce you to the butal grouper.
Nigga better get ready 'cause we know we put together the (fattiest)
chemical flame energetic well embedded into your brain Tech N9ne Dalima Brotha Lynch life.
[Chorus]
[Tech N9ne:]
Fight this phantom you freaking family will fall flat.
Bunk Bianca's beat 'em black and blue with a baseball bat.
I might be a small cat but I won't use digression hit 'em with a weapon if they stepping mall rat 20 minus 11 I make 'em all skat.
Not prosperous now Tech's not with his crowd.
He's lost in his clouds rather be offed than softed with his style.
I got hopes that my life might you better but I been broke so I might swipe your cheddar.
You better get ready to give me
I gotta Vendetta.
Coming to get a Brotha weed and money and whatever.
([Tech:] Nobody said it was gonna be easy but deceive me believe me your (buried dark buried dark) in Macropolis.
Wonder you're 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 from 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. Feeling 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!
[Chorus]
Running Out Of Time "Root" lyrics - Tech N9ne
[Chorus:]
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)
[Verse 1:]
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
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 2:]
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
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 3:]
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
[Chorus x2]
We Do Too Much Will We Make It?
We Make Money And They Take It
Time Time Time Time (Runnin Out)
For Me An You What Is We Gonna Do?
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)
[Verse 1:]
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
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 2:]
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
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 3:]
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
[Chorus x2]
We Do Too Much Will We Make It?
We Make Money And They Take It
Time Time Time Time (Runnin Out)
For Me An You What Is We Gonna Do?
The Rain / Welcome Back / Party Hard lyrics - Tech N9ne
[Tech N9ne:]
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 ,
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 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'
[Chorus: Tech N9ne]
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 right or is wrong?)
My little girl said
[Aliya Yates:]
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)
[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'm walking in rain)
I live my life like (In the rain)
Just for the limelight (Is it right or is wrong?)
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'.
[Chorus x2:]
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 right or is wrong?)
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 ,
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 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'
[Chorus: Tech N9ne]
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 right or is wrong?)
My little girl said
[Aliya Yates:]
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)
[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'm walking in rain)
I live my life like (In the rain)
Just for the limelight (Is it right or is wrong?)
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'.
[Chorus x2:]
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 right or is wrong?)
Fuck 'em Girl lyrics - Tech N9ne
Its Friday night, just got paid, she’s lookin’ for a little bit of action, captain to get saved.
[Verse 1]
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’
[Chorus]
Fuck’em girl, fuck’em [Repeat 3X]
It’s your time to get out
No time for thinkin’ of’em
[Repeat 2X]
[Verse 2]
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
[Chorus]
[Repeat 2X]
[Verse 3]
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.
[Chorus]
[Repeat 2X]
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
Handcuffs up off of you yeah yeah
[Verse 1]
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’
[Chorus]
Fuck’em girl, fuck’em [Repeat 3X]
It’s your time to get out
No time for thinkin’ of’em
[Repeat 2X]
[Verse 2]
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
[Chorus]
[Repeat 2X]
[Verse 3]
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.
[Chorus]
[Repeat 2X]
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
Handcuffs up off of you yeah yeah
The Beast lyrics - Tech N9ne
(Insanity at it's finest. Fire starter, riot maker,
Moon stricken, animal need, bad seed, untameable 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:]
Welcome yo ho, get filthy
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 in the bottle, I call Hef,
Will he let me hit this model in the grotto
I like all women, tall women, and small women.
Ya gotta let tech knees tease your chakra.
Species release freaks, please the monster.
Petite beast, feast, these G’s will rock ya.
Handcuff a busta don’t trust a
Round these hustlers homie don’t be a sucker.
When your lover say tecca Nina's a brother,
She 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.
Squallier be harder we need dollars comradely
The hotter the scholar be, the larger the lottery.
Need yen, tens, 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.
(Money and I will destroy you. I am the beast)
[Chorus x3]
Moon stricken, animal need, bad seed, untameable 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:]
Welcome yo ho, get filthy
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 in the bottle, I call Hef,
Will he let me hit this model in the grotto
I like all women, tall women, and small women.
Ya gotta let tech knees tease your chakra.
Species release freaks, please the monster.
Petite beast, feast, these G’s will rock ya.
Handcuff a busta don’t trust a
Round these hustlers homie don’t be a sucker.
When your lover say tecca Nina's a brother,
She 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.
Squallier be harder we need dollars comradely
The hotter the scholar be, the larger the lottery.
Need yen, tens, 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.
(Money and I will destroy you. I am the beast)
[Chorus x3]
This Is Me lyrics - Tech N9ne
[Intro: Tech N9ne]
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
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
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
[Hook: Tech N9ne & Big Krizz Kalico]
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
[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
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?
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Tech N9ne]
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, this Aliyah and Reign
This is for Little Donnie, this is for all Lacoya's pain
This is for the sickness of Marty Sue
This is for all the love of Sara, Suzie, Aramay and Izeda Lou
This is for Ike and Ricky, Rufus, 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
This is life, this is wrong, this is right, this is me
[Hook - 2X]
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
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
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
[Hook: Tech N9ne & Big Krizz Kalico]
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
[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
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?
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Tech N9ne]
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, this Aliyah and Reign
This is for Little Donnie, this is for all Lacoya's pain
This is for the sickness of Marty Sue
This is for all the love of Sara, Suzie, Aramay and Izeda Lou
This is for Ike and Ricky, Rufus, 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
This is life, this is wrong, this is right, this is me
[Hook - 2X]
"Vintage Tech" (2005)
- Monster lyrics - Tech N9ne
- S.H.E. (Seductive Human Erotica) lyrics - Tech N9ne
- Save Yourself lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Krizz Kaliko)
- Now It's On lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Lejo)
- Be Jealous lyrics - Tech N9ne
- Red Necro lyrics - Tech N9ne
- The Grench lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Boy Big, Krizz Kaliko)
- Freaky lyrics - Tech N9ne
- My Own Hell lyrics - Tech N9ne
- Victory lyrics - Tech N9ne
- Mitchell Bade lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Bakarii)
- Strange lyrics - Tech N9ne
- Snake Ya lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Krizz Kaliko)
- Shocked lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Kutt Calhoun)
Monster lyrics - Tech N9ne
[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!)
[Verse 2 - Tech N9ne:]
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 I'ma 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]
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!)
[Verse 2 - Tech N9ne:]
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 I'ma 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]
S.H.E. (Seductive Human Erotica) lyrics - Tech N9ne
[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
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
Save Yourself lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Krizz Kaliko)
[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]
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]
Be Jealous lyrics - Tech N9ne
[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 fucking with me, so I'ma fuck wit nigga's
Na-na-na-na-na, you can not fuck 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 fucker's ain't showing Tech Nina no love
[Verse 1]
Fuck Muh-Fuckers, buck Muh-Fuckers
And the pain come nigga with a bang, I'ma killer, better duck Muh-Fucker
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?
Fuck 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 fuckers 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 fucker, ha-ha (ha-ha)
Ha-ha, mother fucker, ha-ha (he-he-he-he)
Ha-ha, mother fucker, 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 fucker, ha-ha (ha-ha)
Ha-ha, mother fucker, ha-ha (he-he-he-he)
Ha-ha, mother fucker, 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 fucked up
On a personal tip, but if you niggas talking about you better rap, mother fuckers better duck
And if any of you niggas over there on the inside, infiltrating me and my rouges
Them niggas don't give no fucks 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 fuckers won't quit, saying The Calm Before The StormA?A?A? 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 fuckers 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 fucker, ha-ha (ha-ha)
Ha-ha, mother fucker, ha-ha (he-he-he-he)
Ha-ha, mother fucker, ha-ha (ha-ha)
And the lit, I'ma spit, I'ma kick that shit
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 fucking with me, so I'ma fuck wit nigga's
Na-na-na-na-na, you can not fuck 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 fucker's ain't showing Tech Nina no love
[Verse 1]
Fuck Muh-Fuckers, buck Muh-Fuckers
And the pain come nigga with a bang, I'ma killer, better duck Muh-Fucker
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?
Fuck 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 fuckers 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 fucker, ha-ha (ha-ha)
Ha-ha, mother fucker, ha-ha (he-he-he-he)
Ha-ha, mother fucker, 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 fucker, ha-ha (ha-ha)
Ha-ha, mother fucker, ha-ha (he-he-he-he)
Ha-ha, mother fucker, 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 fucked up
On a personal tip, but if you niggas talking about you better rap, mother fuckers better duck
And if any of you niggas over there on the inside, infiltrating me and my rouges
Them niggas don't give no fucks 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 fuckers won't quit, saying The Calm Before The StormA?A?A? 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 fuckers 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 fucker, ha-ha (ha-ha)
Ha-ha, mother fucker, ha-ha (he-he-he-he)
Ha-ha, mother fucker, ha-ha (ha-ha)
And the lit, I'ma spit, I'ma kick that shit
Red Necro lyrics - Tech N9ne
Follow me to the world of racism
[Verse 1:]
We're on the highway rolling to Californ-i-a
Seven of us heaven love us cuz it's evil in front of us
We must trust that G-O-D got our backs on this T-R-I-P
In the van we watchin' flicks and getting our kicks on route 66
Forty west got us dozin' my eyes closin'
Almost on E and so we stop to get some gas
Somewhere outside of Arizona people's persona
Seem like they put niggas in a coma or bullets in their ass fast
I went in to get some petroleum rodeo circus
These trashy mothafuckers trying to show me they tat's
On purpose swastika's here swastika's there minding my affairs
Till one shoved me and I said "Aww this is lovely"
I punched him back and said "Take that from a black"
His posse ran up I threw my hand up said "Let loose the gats"
They said "We're the type of boys that kill coons by the hour
Nigger one God, one race, seig heil white power"
I said "fuck you Bill Recio you spacey ho, I heard racists were dying
And I'm about to increase the ratio" while we were scrappin' I heard coon monkey ape baboon
I heard my partner's lettin' loose, they cleared the room
I let off a couple inside their racist encephals
I asked god was I wrong for slaying demons and devils
And if so forgive me but now it's 2 wounded and 3 dead
From shots to the head them racist motherfuckers bled [x24]
[Chorus x2]
Rednecks are the ones who bled next
first they used to hang us
now they get them heads checked
for bullets and abrasions that evil persuasion
this is one of the many, many flaws of this nation
[Verse 2:]
I'm just a hard workin' brother at Ford
Report to work pronto amigo in my raggedy accord
Assembly working no smirking I get the job done
White folks staring at me like I was Dennis Rodman
Fuck it it must be the bandana I wear saying black owned
See them whispering everyday but they can yap, yap on
Saw it comin' a mile away and it figures
Somebody took a grease pencil and wrote on a car "whites own niggers"
Paid it no mind now it's lunch time
I'm eating quietly then a voice said
"You don't belong in society"
I looked then I felt like gaggin'
This white trash mother fucker
I heard that he was the grand dragon
Fuck it I'ma tag him, skull drag him
But his recruits equipped with steel toe combat boots
This is crazy for four hundred plus we've been infamous
Stigmatism is realism the idealism is to hinder us
Put his fingers in my face I bent 'em back
He said "you fuckin' jerk" and told me to watch my back after work
I punched out and walkin' to my car
I'm driving and I see this motherfucker he's following me from afar
Pulled over like an idiot jumped out and said what's happenin'
We started scraping he cut me with his knife
I took his knife there goes your life god forgive me
Because I slit his redneck, now all that's left is a fuckin' dead peck
[Chorus x2]
Rednecks are the ones who bled next
first they used to hang us
now they get them heads checked
for bullets and abrasions that evil persuasion
this is one of the many, many flaws of this nation
[Verse 3:]
The demons are gonna kill me I feel it comin'
I'm a little piece of love and a pit full of 'em gunnin'
The pit is the planet damnit it's full of killas and racist
If god make it I'm saying god take it break it
Demoniacs of all colors crippers and blooders arian brothers die
If you fuck with any of us god lovers
A southern wind hit the Midwest
My mother cringed cause her vocalist
Keep fuckin' with white national socialists
Everybody wants to be the chosen God's people
When teaching hatred hatred at the steeple steeple
Lethal sequels when churches burn we purchase germs
Like guns to slaughter all the motherfuckin' surface worms
Be warned all fronts got the right to fall once
And the racists be the ones we call dunce
Down to die for my love so before you cease us
You gotta (what?) crucify me like Jesus leave us rednecks
[Verse 1:]
We're on the highway rolling to Californ-i-a
Seven of us heaven love us cuz it's evil in front of us
We must trust that G-O-D got our backs on this T-R-I-P
In the van we watchin' flicks and getting our kicks on route 66
Forty west got us dozin' my eyes closin'
Almost on E and so we stop to get some gas
Somewhere outside of Arizona people's persona
Seem like they put niggas in a coma or bullets in their ass fast
I went in to get some petroleum rodeo circus
These trashy mothafuckers trying to show me they tat's
On purpose swastika's here swastika's there minding my affairs
Till one shoved me and I said "Aww this is lovely"
I punched him back and said "Take that from a black"
His posse ran up I threw my hand up said "Let loose the gats"
They said "We're the type of boys that kill coons by the hour
Nigger one God, one race, seig heil white power"
I said "fuck you Bill Recio you spacey ho, I heard racists were dying
And I'm about to increase the ratio" while we were scrappin' I heard coon monkey ape baboon
I heard my partner's lettin' loose, they cleared the room
I let off a couple inside their racist encephals
I asked god was I wrong for slaying demons and devils
And if so forgive me but now it's 2 wounded and 3 dead
From shots to the head them racist motherfuckers bled [x24]
[Chorus x2]
Rednecks are the ones who bled next
first they used to hang us
now they get them heads checked
for bullets and abrasions that evil persuasion
this is one of the many, many flaws of this nation
[Verse 2:]
I'm just a hard workin' brother at Ford
Report to work pronto amigo in my raggedy accord
Assembly working no smirking I get the job done
White folks staring at me like I was Dennis Rodman
Fuck it it must be the bandana I wear saying black owned
See them whispering everyday but they can yap, yap on
Saw it comin' a mile away and it figures
Somebody took a grease pencil and wrote on a car "whites own niggers"
Paid it no mind now it's lunch time
I'm eating quietly then a voice said
"You don't belong in society"
I looked then I felt like gaggin'
This white trash mother fucker
I heard that he was the grand dragon
Fuck it I'ma tag him, skull drag him
But his recruits equipped with steel toe combat boots
This is crazy for four hundred plus we've been infamous
Stigmatism is realism the idealism is to hinder us
Put his fingers in my face I bent 'em back
He said "you fuckin' jerk" and told me to watch my back after work
I punched out and walkin' to my car
I'm driving and I see this motherfucker he's following me from afar
Pulled over like an idiot jumped out and said what's happenin'
We started scraping he cut me with his knife
I took his knife there goes your life god forgive me
Because I slit his redneck, now all that's left is a fuckin' dead peck
[Chorus x2]
Rednecks are the ones who bled next
first they used to hang us
now they get them heads checked
for bullets and abrasions that evil persuasion
this is one of the many, many flaws of this nation
[Verse 3:]
The demons are gonna kill me I feel it comin'
I'm a little piece of love and a pit full of 'em gunnin'
The pit is the planet damnit it's full of killas and racist
If god make it I'm saying god take it break it
Demoniacs of all colors crippers and blooders arian brothers die
If you fuck with any of us god lovers
A southern wind hit the Midwest
My mother cringed cause her vocalist
Keep fuckin' with white national socialists
Everybody wants to be the chosen God's people
When teaching hatred hatred at the steeple steeple
Lethal sequels when churches burn we purchase germs
Like guns to slaughter all the motherfuckin' surface worms
Be warned all fronts got the right to fall once
And the racists be the ones we call dunce
Down to die for my love so before you cease us
You gotta (what?) crucify me like Jesus leave us rednecks
The Grench lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Boy Big, Krizz Kaliko)
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
Samhein
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
Yo
The world is very different now
No more hugs
Just shrugs
And Crips and Bloods
And drugs
Nazis 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
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
Samhein
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
Yo
The world is very different now
No more hugs
Just shrugs
And Crips and Bloods
And drugs
Nazis 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
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