To all the girls that I loved before
I only wanna love ya more
I know it sounds shady, lady
[chorus:]
Girl crazy
I know nobody can save me,
From spreadin my crazy love
I'm dippin out with your lady,
To give her some crazy love
Ain't trynna have no more babies
So come for my crazy love
Enough to make her go crazy
Cuz I'm all about crazy love
I was born Aaron Dantes Yates
Now This song for Aaron Dantes mates, wait
IF you ever been with me
Had some sex or even kissed me,
Spend some years with me or even a quickie, trip thee
Way I handle the beast In me the peace in me and equally I chief to say the least women are weaker then me
Since I was a little fella, witta me a female-a issabella,
What the hell not 1 but its more like12 let me tell ya
Hella Bitches love me once then love me again,
While ya lovin me I'm lovin your friend, ya'll just lovin the sin,
And all that tech time you lovin to spend, but I ain't tryna be no husband again
Look at all this mug that I'm in,
And all this dirt that I do and this hurt put on you its true
Worse them pepe la pue what it do
To my ladies I remember the message I sent to ya I know ya think I'm a friend to ya but I'm tryna put it up into ya
[chorus]
A challenge a ghetto my uncle explained it to me, What
Kick it with bitches the picture that he painted for me
Now that I'm a G I'm bout to go in to depth got low when I crept
What a bitch you niggaz ain't no when I slept (with who)
Sanya Tanya Vanya big booty Sandra Wanda Landa Ronda Manya V-neck and Anya
Ain't just to fill the pound between us
Kiss the crown of my wiener
Once you lay down then you're stuck with the killer clown the Nina
Witness my sickness this itches for the bitches with the quickness
Kisses for misses is cliquish suspicious that I hit this
What they really don't know I had the most ludacris fling with this girl
I think the female is really the most beatifulest thing in this world
They take off their shirt take off their bra
Then let you take off their skirt and panties keep a nigger in awe
In between im such a freedom is lovin monster sex
For them to let you inside them is a fucken compliment
[chorus]
The Homie for true he's sick
Cuz he choose these chicks
On the road I let them SUT MIN PIK
They telling me I show my wife no fidelity and lost it
Literally my way with women has costed considerably
Bitter is he who loved then lost with the grudge and cross the moss
In the land where the word lost is boss
So we quest for love and flings with the finest the life can bring to ya
True you two have a thing but it'll never ever be singular
Guess you can say it's the angel in me
That got these bitches havin dreams of mangling me
(I know it hurt and sucks for women when they let me thrust within them )
Why do they lay with the snake
(but cant there stop there lust for venom
But you will not forgive me baby you gots to admit we crazy)
Cuz you bring me your light and im just so ditz and hazy
My heart is massive but they want my dick
Bitch you aint never felt no shit like this so give me a kiss
[chorus]
Ooo way ya oo way ya heeeeyy ya
Ooo way ya oo way ya heey way ya
2 Piece lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Big Krizz Kaliko, Big Scoob, Joe Vertigo)
[Hook]
Watch yo mouth when you're talking to me, I'll knock you out
(One! Two!) Piece definitely
I hold it (down)
For my block, for my hood, for my sector
Look at what ya mouth got ya
Niggas should've held it (down)
Watch ya mouth or you might get hit in it
One piece two piece dit-dit-dit-dit-dit (down)
This is for the niggas from my section
Hope you learned the lesson
Bully niggas better hold it (down)
[Verse 1 - Big Scoob]
Left, right, right, left, he's toothless
Not two but the Big homie's ruthless
With my two fists I can move this
And bout to prove that I can move it with my true spit
I'm locked and loaded I'm ready I'm heavy lyrics so steady this for the block Big homie bout
To get it mayn
It's time to get it my nigga my villains spit it my nigga
And if you feel it my nigga then throw a villain mayn
Veteran now bustin' with my strange cats
Chrisa Calli Techa Nis and my nigga Scat
Chasin' paper my nature we bout to sew up the nation
We keep it real while you fakin' now how you love that
(?) scrappin and rappin see I'm attacking the action
Big homie makin' it happen now shake it shake it, girl
That pussy poppin' and clappin' now I be tossing ya cabbage
And you be watching the savage so come and get it girl
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
Watch me as I rock through the pain, I walk through the flames, insane
Wit lyrical scatter and spit that'll splatter ya brain
I'm tired of chatters get choppers to rattle ya frame
We inn like Wendy's it's my way we robbin' the game
I'm throwin' them thangs, I swang with the pain, deranged
To vertical murders sho dumpin' on niggas with Strange
Ring the alarm, the heavy fuckin' hitters on
My patients will scorn the heavy fuckin' spitters on
I'm postin' wit Tech, I'm postin' wit g's in the back
My swagger so mean wit the mini machine on my back
For violence I fiend, I move with a team as a crack
Go loco for rojo, I put that mozzle to ya back
And take you on a walk ya won't come back from
I take you to the other side of the black sun
(If you disrespect, you'll die to regret it)
Ya fuckin' right Joe Vertigo said it for ya mouth
Yeah,
[Hook]
[Verse 3 - Tech N9ne]
Don't you run up when I'm wit a bitch
Mumbling bumpin some shit
Talkin' bout rap when I'm just beginning
Chump, I don't do battles and this rap will outshadow ya spit
Nothing's compatible with this wickedness
When I'm eatin' some niggas just keep beepin'
I guess they just heat seekin' when it come off with disrespectful talk
You geeks weaken the Nina's the beast chief
And you heathens ain't street deep so keep beefin' and get yo head tore off
So dim scram for sight of thee grim hand
The fight'll begin then
These niggas is rose pedal soft
This ten grand to rock with me
Him stand like he ought to be tin man
The gorillas'll blow his kettle off
With Big Scooby Joe Vertigo shit's groovy
With Cali big nick truly
Nobody is gettin' through (keez?)
You get woozy
Then outta you head through you
Derouted and shit
Who beat 'em down and issued a 2 piece
[Hook]
[Verse 4]
You wanna battle me battle me
All that blabber and that'll be
Causin' you cavity
Givin' you agony agony chatterin'
That'll be the reason for your batterin'
Screamin' loud but you niggas ain't matterin'
(already warned you)
Then I can give it to you with singin' and rappin'
Don't think I can't be clappin' at your habitat
(If I harm you)
Then you must be weak and be frequently gettin' beaten deceit
And plus you a faggot now
Now (down) how many mc's must get this
'Fore they all know don't fuck with Chris
See I'm a boss boy
Fuck around with hog style
The dudes click with Strange and get tossed boy
When I'm (?)
(?) the whole night, for niggas that came to fight, I'm like
Fuckin' with Cali, it might be trouble
It come in Kansas City Shuffle
[Hook]
Watch yo mouth when you're talking to me, I'll knock you out
(One! Two!) Piece definitely
I hold it (down)
For my block, for my hood, for my sector
Look at what ya mouth got ya
Niggas should've held it (down)
Watch ya mouth or you might get hit in it
One piece two piece dit-dit-dit-dit-dit (down)
This is for the niggas from my section
Hope you learned the lesson
Bully niggas better hold it (down)
[Verse 1 - Big Scoob]
Left, right, right, left, he's toothless
Not two but the Big homie's ruthless
With my two fists I can move this
And bout to prove that I can move it with my true spit
I'm locked and loaded I'm ready I'm heavy lyrics so steady this for the block Big homie bout
To get it mayn
It's time to get it my nigga my villains spit it my nigga
And if you feel it my nigga then throw a villain mayn
Veteran now bustin' with my strange cats
Chrisa Calli Techa Nis and my nigga Scat
Chasin' paper my nature we bout to sew up the nation
We keep it real while you fakin' now how you love that
(?) scrappin and rappin see I'm attacking the action
Big homie makin' it happen now shake it shake it, girl
That pussy poppin' and clappin' now I be tossing ya cabbage
And you be watching the savage so come and get it girl
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
Watch me as I rock through the pain, I walk through the flames, insane
Wit lyrical scatter and spit that'll splatter ya brain
I'm tired of chatters get choppers to rattle ya frame
We inn like Wendy's it's my way we robbin' the game
I'm throwin' them thangs, I swang with the pain, deranged
To vertical murders sho dumpin' on niggas with Strange
Ring the alarm, the heavy fuckin' hitters on
My patients will scorn the heavy fuckin' spitters on
I'm postin' wit Tech, I'm postin' wit g's in the back
My swagger so mean wit the mini machine on my back
For violence I fiend, I move with a team as a crack
Go loco for rojo, I put that mozzle to ya back
And take you on a walk ya won't come back from
I take you to the other side of the black sun
(If you disrespect, you'll die to regret it)
Ya fuckin' right Joe Vertigo said it for ya mouth
Yeah,
[Hook]
[Verse 3 - Tech N9ne]
Don't you run up when I'm wit a bitch
Mumbling bumpin some shit
Talkin' bout rap when I'm just beginning
Chump, I don't do battles and this rap will outshadow ya spit
Nothing's compatible with this wickedness
When I'm eatin' some niggas just keep beepin'
I guess they just heat seekin' when it come off with disrespectful talk
You geeks weaken the Nina's the beast chief
And you heathens ain't street deep so keep beefin' and get yo head tore off
So dim scram for sight of thee grim hand
The fight'll begin then
These niggas is rose pedal soft
This ten grand to rock with me
Him stand like he ought to be tin man
The gorillas'll blow his kettle off
With Big Scooby Joe Vertigo shit's groovy
With Cali big nick truly
Nobody is gettin' through (keez?)
You get woozy
Then outta you head through you
Derouted and shit
Who beat 'em down and issued a 2 piece
[Hook]
[Verse 4]
You wanna battle me battle me
All that blabber and that'll be
Causin' you cavity
Givin' you agony agony chatterin'
That'll be the reason for your batterin'
Screamin' loud but you niggas ain't matterin'
(already warned you)
Then I can give it to you with singin' and rappin'
Don't think I can't be clappin' at your habitat
(If I harm you)
Then you must be weak and be frequently gettin' beaten deceit
And plus you a faggot now
Now (down) how many mc's must get this
'Fore they all know don't fuck with Chris
See I'm a boss boy
Fuck around with hog style
The dudes click with Strange and get tossed boy
When I'm (?)
(?) the whole night, for niggas that came to fight, I'm like
Fuckin' with Cali, it might be trouble
It come in Kansas City Shuffle
[Hook]
Big Scoob lyrics - Tech N9ne
[Big Scoob]
Big Scoob! That's my nigga rippin it up,
Put the hood up on my shoulders man I'm lifin it up,
Tip in my cup, still a nigga givin a fuck,
You can get touched, pussy nigga spillin them guts,
Man they wanna see the boss don, I be stompin on the hardest streets they walk on,
Old nigga but my knuckle game is still on, it's still strong,
You can test it nigga watch me get my vill on, yeah!!
I ain't changed nigga hungry for bread, left me for dead, duckin dodgin shakin the feds,
What they missed nigga so I'm back searchin for mine, fresh off the grind,
Still gutta sick with these rhymes, flippin these lines, you can see the truth in my eyes,
Never no lies, leven vill screamin with pride,
Till the day that they rest me, hog stylin gutta livin villain that's me
(Tell em who you talkin bout)
[Tech N9ne]
The way I, drink heavy when I party n shit, the way I disrespect a bitch and say sorry n shit,
The way I, make it switch it from red to dookie brown, spot a curve and dope boss dogg and lay em down,
On the roads and be no lost cause and wait around,
Show them hoes there'll be no toss drawers till you pay the hound,
The way I refrain, from hangin with simps and never fuckin with shrimp that ain't deveined,
The way I smash for the cash, the way I mash harder (FLASH!),
Caught a broadcast on the blast with a last broader,
Why I'm half martyr, The reason I take showers cuz I don't like sittin in ma ass water,
My reason for red chucks and red laces, my reason for fuckin up and never catchin fair cases,
The way I go so hard on the liquor, vill livin is a given and create it because of my nigga
(Scoob!!)
[Big Scoob]
Mayne I'm back and I'm hungry, big homie from the show me niggas know me,
Only villain take a yic and then I cloning, Real talk I can give it how you want it,
I can put you niggas on that 5-6, villain niggas movin the crowd, and I'm tryna make Strange,
Put some hog in they style, dogg and I'm wild, vans left the bark on the ground,
Stompin him out, pussy nigga runnin his mouth, but for now imma changed man,
OG so I'm stickin to the game plan, takin papers makin moves like a grown man,
Vill steppin in the seven first up for the field plan,
And you can get it if you want it with me, definitely, I can give you more than you need,
Gutta livin and I'm screamin the V, wherever I be, that's how you niggas know that it's me
Big Scoob! That's my nigga rippin it up,
Put the hood up on my shoulders man I'm lifin it up,
Tip in my cup, still a nigga givin a fuck,
You can get touched, pussy nigga spillin them guts,
Man they wanna see the boss don, I be stompin on the hardest streets they walk on,
Old nigga but my knuckle game is still on, it's still strong,
You can test it nigga watch me get my vill on, yeah!!
I ain't changed nigga hungry for bread, left me for dead, duckin dodgin shakin the feds,
What they missed nigga so I'm back searchin for mine, fresh off the grind,
Still gutta sick with these rhymes, flippin these lines, you can see the truth in my eyes,
Never no lies, leven vill screamin with pride,
Till the day that they rest me, hog stylin gutta livin villain that's me
(Tell em who you talkin bout)
[Tech N9ne]
The way I, drink heavy when I party n shit, the way I disrespect a bitch and say sorry n shit,
The way I, make it switch it from red to dookie brown, spot a curve and dope boss dogg and lay em down,
On the roads and be no lost cause and wait around,
Show them hoes there'll be no toss drawers till you pay the hound,
The way I refrain, from hangin with simps and never fuckin with shrimp that ain't deveined,
The way I smash for the cash, the way I mash harder (FLASH!),
Caught a broadcast on the blast with a last broader,
Why I'm half martyr, The reason I take showers cuz I don't like sittin in ma ass water,
My reason for red chucks and red laces, my reason for fuckin up and never catchin fair cases,
The way I go so hard on the liquor, vill livin is a given and create it because of my nigga
(Scoob!!)
[Big Scoob]
Mayne I'm back and I'm hungry, big homie from the show me niggas know me,
Only villain take a yic and then I cloning, Real talk I can give it how you want it,
I can put you niggas on that 5-6, villain niggas movin the crowd, and I'm tryna make Strange,
Put some hog in they style, dogg and I'm wild, vans left the bark on the ground,
Stompin him out, pussy nigga runnin his mouth, but for now imma changed man,
OG so I'm stickin to the game plan, takin papers makin moves like a grown man,
Vill steppin in the seven first up for the field plan,
And you can get it if you want it with me, definitely, I can give you more than you need,
Gutta livin and I'm screamin the V, wherever I be, that's how you niggas know that it's me
Yeah Ya Can lyrics - Tech N9ne
Yeah you can [2x]
Will you go with me don’t leave me lonely [2x]
Would you go with me baby if I tell you I can do you good tonight say yeah you can
Can we get lost mama if I promise I can break you off tonight say yeah you can
Would you go with me baby if I tell you that ill do you good tonight say yeah you can
Can we get lost mama if I promise I can break you off tonight say yeah you can
Can I holla atcha yo holllla holla can I holla holla you liking the way I throw these dollas
at chu they say your kitty cat is one hell of a dog catcher can I take to my kennel and make it
all better can I get you in the parking lot I mean can I get you out the parking lot then we
can bend the corner and find a darker spot baby can I let the seat back so I can bark a lot
yeah you can I see why u at the silver slipper cuz that ass fat baby pass that let me smash
that want me jizzum but I holds em bagnum courtesy of my player partner Trojan magnum think you
pimpin your broads you’ll be hold like tagnum first night like im mad I don’t know these hoes
from adam deep as im deep down diamond Joes I jabbed em can I come back again and repeat this
with you madam
Would you go with me baby if I tell you I can do you good tonight say yeah you can
Can we get lost mama if I promise I can break you off tonight say yeah you can
Would you go with me baby if I tell you I can do you good tonight say yeah you can
Can we get lost mama if I promise I will break you off tonight say yeah you can
Can I tell you a secret before you get to answer shadow done already peeped it it’s the freak
with reason the ladies wet in they bed and shell probably get orgasmic just from giving me head
can I bring a couple of my closest friends get a telly play some music prolly throw you some
mens oh you wana keep me all to myself you wana cum a couple times well mami can I offer some
help can I see the way your body look from the back she shook form the fact that me tongue
motions did it like that had her walking like she had a camel hump on her back and since they
say we only mammals i'm the king of the cat and as long as your ass is fat can I give it a
smack record the whole thing and play it on track if you telling me you good with that ima
handle some things but is it cool if I come right back
Would you go with me baby if I tell you that ill do you good tonight say yeah you can
Can we get lost mama if I promise I can break you off tonight say yeah you can
Would you go with me baby if I tell you that ill do you good tonight say yeah you can
Can we get lost mama if I promise I can break you off tonight say yeah you can
I know you heard of me baby i'm one they talk about they call me calli baby say it while we
walking out and next lets hit the exit go get naked doing thing you know will get you pregnant
but cant it be just a fantasy plan to have you panicking this shit pad in this ring bring out
the man in me and ill be gentle at first and then frantically i'm a damaged de back at you
attacking where your pant be
And I just want to love you now can you tell me how I get you home tonight baby let me turn
you round lick you up and down let me see every part of light
And maybe it’s the drink making you look better or maybe its my voice making you get wetter if
you like me like I like you girl don’t hesitate don’t make me wait tell me
Would you go with me baby if I tell you I can do you good tonight say yeah you can
Can we get lost mama if I promise I can break you off tonight say yeah you can
Would you go with me baby if I tell you I can do you good tonight say yeah you can
Can we get lost mama if I promise I can break you off tonight say yeah you can
Will you go with me don’t leave me lonely [2x]
Would you go with me baby if I tell you I can do you good tonight say yeah you can
Can we get lost mama if I promise I can break you off tonight say yeah you can
Would you go with me baby if I tell you that ill do you good tonight say yeah you can
Can we get lost mama if I promise I can break you off tonight say yeah you can
Can I holla atcha yo holllla holla can I holla holla you liking the way I throw these dollas
at chu they say your kitty cat is one hell of a dog catcher can I take to my kennel and make it
all better can I get you in the parking lot I mean can I get you out the parking lot then we
can bend the corner and find a darker spot baby can I let the seat back so I can bark a lot
yeah you can I see why u at the silver slipper cuz that ass fat baby pass that let me smash
that want me jizzum but I holds em bagnum courtesy of my player partner Trojan magnum think you
pimpin your broads you’ll be hold like tagnum first night like im mad I don’t know these hoes
from adam deep as im deep down diamond Joes I jabbed em can I come back again and repeat this
with you madam
Would you go with me baby if I tell you I can do you good tonight say yeah you can
Can we get lost mama if I promise I can break you off tonight say yeah you can
Would you go with me baby if I tell you I can do you good tonight say yeah you can
Can we get lost mama if I promise I will break you off tonight say yeah you can
Can I tell you a secret before you get to answer shadow done already peeped it it’s the freak
with reason the ladies wet in they bed and shell probably get orgasmic just from giving me head
can I bring a couple of my closest friends get a telly play some music prolly throw you some
mens oh you wana keep me all to myself you wana cum a couple times well mami can I offer some
help can I see the way your body look from the back she shook form the fact that me tongue
motions did it like that had her walking like she had a camel hump on her back and since they
say we only mammals i'm the king of the cat and as long as your ass is fat can I give it a
smack record the whole thing and play it on track if you telling me you good with that ima
handle some things but is it cool if I come right back
Would you go with me baby if I tell you that ill do you good tonight say yeah you can
Can we get lost mama if I promise I can break you off tonight say yeah you can
Would you go with me baby if I tell you that ill do you good tonight say yeah you can
Can we get lost mama if I promise I can break you off tonight say yeah you can
I know you heard of me baby i'm one they talk about they call me calli baby say it while we
walking out and next lets hit the exit go get naked doing thing you know will get you pregnant
but cant it be just a fantasy plan to have you panicking this shit pad in this ring bring out
the man in me and ill be gentle at first and then frantically i'm a damaged de back at you
attacking where your pant be
And I just want to love you now can you tell me how I get you home tonight baby let me turn
you round lick you up and down let me see every part of light
And maybe it’s the drink making you look better or maybe its my voice making you get wetter if
you like me like I like you girl don’t hesitate don’t make me wait tell me
Would you go with me baby if I tell you I can do you good tonight say yeah you can
Can we get lost mama if I promise I can break you off tonight say yeah you can
Would you go with me baby if I tell you I can do you good tonight say yeah you can
Can we get lost mama if I promise I can break you off tonight say yeah you can
I Can Feel It lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Agginy, Big Krizz Kaliko, The Philsta)
[Verse 1: Agginy]
I missed you so much I followed you to day
You keep stayin' out all night and that ain't the way
To keep a happy home so I'm strappin' up with chrome
Telescopes with binoculours fuck I'm thinkin' bout knockin' ya
Its apearent I'ma be a single parent
So I'm hopin' that your snake as ways are not inherin'
To my baby boy a daddy's little angel
When I repave the drive way thats where your remains go
So I can always have you near my dear
And the foo you fuckin' has no idear
Your brainiac maniac widower ex-husband to be
Could buy me a ponto with the insurance policy
Man sprinkle your teeth on the sea shore
Axel natural and put up a 50 thousand dollar reward
Yup diddy-dep few years and hes yours (express sample)
You motherfuckers don't know who y'all fuckin' with!
[Hook: Big Krizz Kaliko]
Play wit matches you might get a fire
Play wit emotions theres tears in your eyes
Playin' with love and fo 'sho you gonna die
She's so broken I can feel it
[Verse 2: The Philsta]
I can feel it when my man cheats it's a women's intuition
And when you mess with dogs, dogs go in heat
Creepin' on different days and different hours of the week
A beautiful lie that got my heart caught up in heat
I'm burnin', burnin' for revenge my hands clinched with my emotions
Is takin' over the physically to hurt you again
Watchin' your crib watchin' who comes through for you
Got me runnin' around like a psycho chick two
I'm seein' if ya lies really adds up to the truth
I wanna know this girl who shares a special part of you homie
Hopin' you understand you takin' a chance
Between love and hate expect the unexpected from the gate
You made yo bed now lie in it
Thats the seed that you plant so you reppin' what is naturally god given
What goes around comes around what can I say
Cause when the rain come know that I'ma REALA HEY!
[Hook (2x)]
[Verse 3: Tech N9ne]
I'm talkin' about years, years of fidelity
But what happens when jealousy enters to make her yell at me
Tempers flair and we foul to be bindin' lookin' for hell and we find it
Fallin' rapidly no time to be rewind it
It's a never ending cycle when people choose to be spitefull
And triflin' loosin' lovin' to a stinch of cheetin' is styflin'
Life's been excitin' when wifein' 'em
No more now you fightin' 'em
Women can be the shit when you wipein' 'em
Now its rotten relationship trust is forgotten
And a nigga you found creepin' wit her is softer than cotton
Cautious she get it popin'
When the city-to-city hoppin'
Extra activities stoppin'
Your bitch can be boppin'
Some might want to lose it and put a slug in his brain
One in her's then yourself and you got 3 people slain
Tecca Nina can't live with the pain
That's why I say I'ma playa motherfucker and I bet I'll never change!
[Hook (2x)]
I missed you so much I followed you to day
You keep stayin' out all night and that ain't the way
To keep a happy home so I'm strappin' up with chrome
Telescopes with binoculours fuck I'm thinkin' bout knockin' ya
Its apearent I'ma be a single parent
So I'm hopin' that your snake as ways are not inherin'
To my baby boy a daddy's little angel
When I repave the drive way thats where your remains go
So I can always have you near my dear
And the foo you fuckin' has no idear
Your brainiac maniac widower ex-husband to be
Could buy me a ponto with the insurance policy
Man sprinkle your teeth on the sea shore
Axel natural and put up a 50 thousand dollar reward
Yup diddy-dep few years and hes yours (express sample)
You motherfuckers don't know who y'all fuckin' with!
[Hook: Big Krizz Kaliko]
Play wit matches you might get a fire
Play wit emotions theres tears in your eyes
Playin' with love and fo 'sho you gonna die
She's so broken I can feel it
[Verse 2: The Philsta]
I can feel it when my man cheats it's a women's intuition
And when you mess with dogs, dogs go in heat
Creepin' on different days and different hours of the week
A beautiful lie that got my heart caught up in heat
I'm burnin', burnin' for revenge my hands clinched with my emotions
Is takin' over the physically to hurt you again
Watchin' your crib watchin' who comes through for you
Got me runnin' around like a psycho chick two
I'm seein' if ya lies really adds up to the truth
I wanna know this girl who shares a special part of you homie
Hopin' you understand you takin' a chance
Between love and hate expect the unexpected from the gate
You made yo bed now lie in it
Thats the seed that you plant so you reppin' what is naturally god given
What goes around comes around what can I say
Cause when the rain come know that I'ma REALA HEY!
[Hook (2x)]
[Verse 3: Tech N9ne]
I'm talkin' about years, years of fidelity
But what happens when jealousy enters to make her yell at me
Tempers flair and we foul to be bindin' lookin' for hell and we find it
Fallin' rapidly no time to be rewind it
It's a never ending cycle when people choose to be spitefull
And triflin' loosin' lovin' to a stinch of cheetin' is styflin'
Life's been excitin' when wifein' 'em
No more now you fightin' 'em
Women can be the shit when you wipein' 'em
Now its rotten relationship trust is forgotten
And a nigga you found creepin' wit her is softer than cotton
Cautious she get it popin'
When the city-to-city hoppin'
Extra activities stoppin'
Your bitch can be boppin'
Some might want to lose it and put a slug in his brain
One in her's then yourself and you got 3 people slain
Tecca Nina can't live with the pain
That's why I say I'ma playa motherfucker and I bet I'll never change!
[Hook (2x)]
You Don't Want It lyrics - Tech N9ne
[Tech N9ne:]
When you see me smilin'
I'm really frownin'
You think you really wilin'
I'm killa klownin'
Meaning I don't give a fuck about nothin'
You say that you do because stupid
Is how everybody soundin'
Niggah you think you know me
But only if you knew me homie
You leave me by my lonely
I'm thinkin' death and destruction
Imagez of blood n pus and
I ain't lookin' for nothin' but trouble
Thinkin' of murderin' you when I'm just loungin'
That's just the devil (just the devil)
Block it out and keep it movin'
I'm evil and this pussy that I'm pursuin'
Gimme the bible yes I need it
Cuz tecca nina'z in ruin
Mentally I'm fuckin' up when I really don't know what I'm doin'
My tolerance for physical pain is gained rapidly
I'm gobblin' more thizzlez than thangz but it came back at me
The holy father musta flipped and became mad at me
Because I'm ponderin' a wicked insane strategy
How to end it all?
Many men will fall
And he sent us all
Ninna been involved
You don't really want it wit me punk you don't have the gall
It takes the blood on my tongue to get me wanna brawl
No sentimental shit
Death is the penalty for any bitch who try to rekindle this that'll get ya temple hit
bout to bubble about to pop just like a pimple get
Sin is somethin so insane I'm so not for simple shit
So teeter tatter motha fucka if you wanna but just keep it to the left of me
Crazy till the death of me
Pussy money mo money blood and guts is the recipe
Havin hella drama for ninna is a neccessity
Good and bad is fightin within me and I'm the referee
Shit its lookin like evil is gettin the best of me
Bitches think I'm pleasant and really wantin the sex with me
I promise you I'm losin it you no really wanna mess wit me
[Chorus: Big Krizz Kaliko]
You don't wanna see me run up wit the thang (cock back)
Make the trigga bang bang (You don't wan it wit me)
If you don't really want it niggah (fall back)
Cuz to killas it ain't never been a thang (You don't want it wit me)
And I can give em to ya if you feel u really want it one of us ain't gonna make it out (You don't want it wit me)
I'm kinda sick and psycho crazy feelin like I'm michael push it You'll see what I'm talkin bout (You don't want it wit me)
[Mr. Reese:]
Betta load up ya drums, load up ya guns, everybody better get to runnin you don't want it with me
I'm a lyrical cynical rippin ya pinnacle, damage anybody when I see they really want it with me
Techa-ninna told me nigga get money and never been dumby shit on a nigga when he comin funny with me
Follow the beat follow your feet gimme the weed keys g's and a quarter pound of bullets with a machete
Mister reese known for getting it poppin you niggas be droppin and when you do your albums be floppin
When ever I spit it and better yet when ever I drop it your wife is gone cop it she even tell you nigga go cop it
You don't want it with me
I'll fuck your life up like a disease
I'm hauntin your dreams with a fully auto choppa them beams
Mayne yadadamean
Ya life ain't shit but a dream so just remember when your breathin you don't want it with me
[Chorus: Big Krizz Kaliko]
You don't wanna see me run up with the thang, (cock back) make that chicka bang bang
You don't want it with me
If you don't really want it nigga (fall back) 'cause to killas it ain't never been a thang
You don't want it with me
And I can give it to ya if you feel you really want it one of us ain't gonna make it out
You don't want it with me
I'm kinda sick and psychopathic feelin like a michael push it you'll see what I'm talking bout
You don't want it with me
[Prozak:]
And you don't want it from me
See I'm believing that people are really angels and demons instead of human beings
I'm havin feelings of wanting to be the cause of you bleeding causin your family to be grieving now your soul is leaving
Entered in my mind the raw holy words and religious battles keep 'em mutilated like cannibal over serpent rattles
I'm seeing shadows and bodies swingin from gallows as I'm sitting in a circle surrounded by seven candles
My eyes rolls back, I speak in tongues, I bleed from gums, it's time to hit the streets with guns
I'm bustin seventy shots laughin as the people run, I plead to be free from these evil deeds I've done
Until the pain coincides with my violence and agony, oh the humanity, why does he keep stabbing me
But it's me that I'm stabbing, it's self-inflicted wounds, the hitch-cock of hip-hop and it's comin soon.
[Chorus: Big Krizz Kaliko]
You don't wanna see me run up with the thang, (cock back) make that chicka bang bang
You don't want it with me
If you don't really want it nigga (fall back) 'cause to killas it ain't never been a thang
You don't want it with me
And I can give it to ya if you feel you really want it one of us ain't gonna make it out
You don't want it with me
I'm kinda sick and psychopathic feelin like a michael push it you'll see what I'm talking bout
You don't want it with me
When you see me smilin'
I'm really frownin'
You think you really wilin'
I'm killa klownin'
Meaning I don't give a fuck about nothin'
You say that you do because stupid
Is how everybody soundin'
Niggah you think you know me
But only if you knew me homie
You leave me by my lonely
I'm thinkin' death and destruction
Imagez of blood n pus and
I ain't lookin' for nothin' but trouble
Thinkin' of murderin' you when I'm just loungin'
That's just the devil (just the devil)
Block it out and keep it movin'
I'm evil and this pussy that I'm pursuin'
Gimme the bible yes I need it
Cuz tecca nina'z in ruin
Mentally I'm fuckin' up when I really don't know what I'm doin'
My tolerance for physical pain is gained rapidly
I'm gobblin' more thizzlez than thangz but it came back at me
The holy father musta flipped and became mad at me
Because I'm ponderin' a wicked insane strategy
How to end it all?
Many men will fall
And he sent us all
Ninna been involved
You don't really want it wit me punk you don't have the gall
It takes the blood on my tongue to get me wanna brawl
No sentimental shit
Death is the penalty for any bitch who try to rekindle this that'll get ya temple hit
bout to bubble about to pop just like a pimple get
Sin is somethin so insane I'm so not for simple shit
So teeter tatter motha fucka if you wanna but just keep it to the left of me
Crazy till the death of me
Pussy money mo money blood and guts is the recipe
Havin hella drama for ninna is a neccessity
Good and bad is fightin within me and I'm the referee
Shit its lookin like evil is gettin the best of me
Bitches think I'm pleasant and really wantin the sex with me
I promise you I'm losin it you no really wanna mess wit me
[Chorus: Big Krizz Kaliko]
You don't wanna see me run up wit the thang (cock back)
Make the trigga bang bang (You don't wan it wit me)
If you don't really want it niggah (fall back)
Cuz to killas it ain't never been a thang (You don't want it wit me)
And I can give em to ya if you feel u really want it one of us ain't gonna make it out (You don't want it wit me)
I'm kinda sick and psycho crazy feelin like I'm michael push it You'll see what I'm talkin bout (You don't want it wit me)
[Mr. Reese:]
Betta load up ya drums, load up ya guns, everybody better get to runnin you don't want it with me
I'm a lyrical cynical rippin ya pinnacle, damage anybody when I see they really want it with me
Techa-ninna told me nigga get money and never been dumby shit on a nigga when he comin funny with me
Follow the beat follow your feet gimme the weed keys g's and a quarter pound of bullets with a machete
Mister reese known for getting it poppin you niggas be droppin and when you do your albums be floppin
When ever I spit it and better yet when ever I drop it your wife is gone cop it she even tell you nigga go cop it
You don't want it with me
I'll fuck your life up like a disease
I'm hauntin your dreams with a fully auto choppa them beams
Mayne yadadamean
Ya life ain't shit but a dream so just remember when your breathin you don't want it with me
[Chorus: Big Krizz Kaliko]
You don't wanna see me run up with the thang, (cock back) make that chicka bang bang
You don't want it with me
If you don't really want it nigga (fall back) 'cause to killas it ain't never been a thang
You don't want it with me
And I can give it to ya if you feel you really want it one of us ain't gonna make it out
You don't want it with me
I'm kinda sick and psychopathic feelin like a michael push it you'll see what I'm talking bout
You don't want it with me
[Prozak:]
And you don't want it from me
See I'm believing that people are really angels and demons instead of human beings
I'm havin feelings of wanting to be the cause of you bleeding causin your family to be grieving now your soul is leaving
Entered in my mind the raw holy words and religious battles keep 'em mutilated like cannibal over serpent rattles
I'm seeing shadows and bodies swingin from gallows as I'm sitting in a circle surrounded by seven candles
My eyes rolls back, I speak in tongues, I bleed from gums, it's time to hit the streets with guns
I'm bustin seventy shots laughin as the people run, I plead to be free from these evil deeds I've done
Until the pain coincides with my violence and agony, oh the humanity, why does he keep stabbing me
But it's me that I'm stabbing, it's self-inflicted wounds, the hitch-cock of hip-hop and it's comin soon.
[Chorus: Big Krizz Kaliko]
You don't wanna see me run up with the thang, (cock back) make that chicka bang bang
You don't want it with me
If you don't really want it nigga (fall back) 'cause to killas it ain't never been a thang
You don't want it with me
And I can give it to ya if you feel you really want it one of us ain't gonna make it out
You don't want it with me
I'm kinda sick and psychopathic feelin like a michael push it you'll see what I'm talking bout
You don't want it with me
Message To The Black Man lyrics - Tech N9ne
[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!
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)
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