[Bouncer:] Party night to night alright you can come on in
You’re good skinny jeans come on in
Tight shirt come on in
Ah that new rock n roll gay look, yea you’re cool come on in
[Tech:] What’s up man?
[Bouncer:] Hey man you can’t get in here boy
[Tech:] What’s wrong with me man?
[Bouncer:] Well can’t you read the sign boy?
[Tech:] No French braids, No dread locks, No gold teeth… gold teeth
Aw you don’t want no black folks in here huh?
[Bouncer:] Can’t you read the sign? It says Power and White I mean Power and Light District
[Tech:] Look here man, how much it gonna take to turn this all white club into a nigga club?
[Chorus]
Let me in the door
If you say you hear me knockin what you standin there for
Who I gotta kill or sleep with
Cause I’m the world’s best kept secret (Let me in)
Let me in the door
If you say you hear me knockin what you standin there for
Cause I’m the one that do that music
Ya feel but you still refuse this
Let me in the door
[Verse (Cash Image)]
Right now fore my goons have to tear it down
We don’t wait in line and we don’t stand around
We in clubs and we draggin actin brand new
Actin like he never seen my face and I ain’t got loot
They know I’m Cash Image
And I’m with Tech N9ne
And fore the club close the owner gonna respect mine
We spend a lotta money and that’s the bottom line
Ten cars on chrome plus the neck shine
Baggy jeans on and J’s worth a lotta bucks
And you ain’t gotta know me
You can tell my dollas up
Poppin collars in the club
Turn the bottles up
And all the models in the club wanna follow us
It’s Mr. Chevy man
You hear my song playin
And every time we in the club we be spending grands
First deny Tech then deny me and I was No. 1 on 103 for 40 weeks
[Chorus]
Let me in the door
If you say you hear me knockin what you standin there for
Who I gotta kill or sleep with
Cause I’m the world’s best kept secret (Let me in)
Let me in the door
If you say you hear me knockin what you standin there for
Cause I’m the one that do that music
Ya feel but you still refuse this
Let me in the door
[Verse (D-Loc)]
You say you hear me knockin so why you don’t wanna let me in
But I ain’t buggin so tell the cops to come and get me in
Complain about my shoes ain’t really talking bout shit
Dude I spent like 350 on this outfit
NV ain’t gon let me in
Seein as he actin funny with me
What it gonna cost me homie
I brought a little money with me
I don’t wear tight shirts
My pants kinda baggy
KC hat tilted so now they wanna red flag me
I buy the bar every time
Point blank period
The doorman hate takin his job too serious
Me Cash Image with Tech and Kaliko
About big business so what I’m talking to a bouncer for
The women see me scream my name like the announcer spoke
They actin brand new this week so I’m about to go
To the block and bubble
And get plenty cake
I just wanted women and I don’t like this club anyway
So fuck ya’ll
[Chorus]
Let me in the door
If you say you hear me knockin what you standin there for
Who I gotta kill or sleep with
Cause I’m the world’s best kept secret (Let me in)
Let me in the door
If you say you hear me knockin what you standin there for
Cause I’m the one that do that music
Ya feel but you still refuse this
Let me in the door
[Verse (Tech N9ne)]
I get money from music and I like to spend spend
And when I hit the town they gonna let me ins in
But these other clubs gonna be trippin like I begin sin
You hear me knockin? Aw yea well let me in then
Cause NV ain’t so friendly
They got a gay assembly of femmes
Who think the blacks be packin semis
That’s why they don’t sell no Henny
Stink butts who think bucks
But they don’t know my bank account is like a Brinks truck
Could buy it any day
2.1 on a new building and lease
The N9ne has plenty say
The rhymin get me paid so I resign
Cause NV gay and plus NV stands for no vaginas anyway
They place me in lil weezy wee give no love
That’s why when I bring Chingy in there and he peed in your club
Not in the toilet either (Nope)
You don’t enjoy the beaver (Nope)
You’d rather plot on how to give a lil or the peter
America’s clubbin phase two I erase you
My pants are too baggy even though I’m clean and I’m paid too
Orlando south races they treated me cold
And Lightening Strike and Power and Light won’t let the Nina enter both
Whoa guess my Dickies the wrong clothes
Play my music but won’t let me and my homies through the doors
Over one million records sold
Lots of money to fold
They should let me in any club in KCMO
And I’m the biggest tipper
Bartenders know me well
And waitresses love me
So club owners go to hell
You got that goal to sell
But you want this bro to fail
When it really ain’t me cause is your destiny to go to jail
And when you be serving you might see work
On Club Nina when you walk up you might be hurt
You might skee skirt
Cause you ain’t getting in if you ain’t got a KC hat and a white t-shirt (HEY!)
[Chorus]
Let me in the door
If you say you hear me knockin what you standin there for
Who I gotta kill or sleep with
Cause I’m the world’s best kept secret (Let me in)
Let me in the door
If you say you hear me knockin what you standin there for
Cause I’m the one that do that music
Ya feel but you still refuse this
Let me in the door
[Tech:]
Only reason I even go to the club is so I can listen to some loud music
And drink holler at a Bianc
My neighbors be mad at me cause I be shakin the whole block with my system
So that’s why I go to the club
I gotta work at the club
Take pictures and sign autographs
Ya know what I mean
I don’t need to be in your club for real
And club dollars say I owe ‘em 70 dollars I paid 125 dollars to get in
Why you trippin I just wanted to drink
So if 70 dollars is owed that means some cats were there after I left
Ya know what I mean ha ha put it on my tab
In The Air lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Craig Smith, Nesto the Owner)
[Tech N9ne]
Sickology 101 futuristic b-boyz shit
Your first lesson given to you by:
[Smith]
Mr. smith
[Tech N9ne]
KC MO stand up
Young niggaz representin
[Smith]
Ey
Ask me what I wanna be when I grow up
I aint jus gonna blow up
Im a star I got astronomers tryina get a close up
Telescopes and cameras
Rappers wanna use blammers
But im gleamin from the planets homie
Mine is called kansas city
The cloud in my pocket gotta rain on em
Such a star I saw heavens walls and wrote my name on em
So comfortable at the top I hopped on a plane and claimed everest
You might as well say the boy is himalayan
I rent my rooms on the moon mr smith is comin soon
The angels feedin me cereal with a silver spoon
My hair line is craig smith airlines
The ride from kansas city to LA is as long as a fan line
Im high as '08 gas prices
My votes are twice as high as obamas & I aint gotta ask nice
Im high as techs tour bus
The light skinned one so if you're lookin for me dog look up and try to find the sun
[Chorus]
Im in the air
High in the air
Im in the air
High in the air
[Nesto]
Yeah
Don mean to brag but I froze my peace
And im gettin higher then the nose bleed seat
Dont bring it to my session if your hoe sees me
She'll drop dead in the studio like ODB
Yuh
Its the owner and im verry cool
Plus this weed keep me higher than an air baloon
Copy cat
Like what im wearing dude
Im so fly I walk aroudn wit a parachute
And even rappers lie too
But im the only human with an astronaut suit
See yo entire verse?
Say that youre high its worse?
When you only shootin the air like a fireworks (pussy)
If suckas still on that hatin shit
I stuff em in a bag like potatoe chips
Or bend they ass up like a paper clip
Tech sign me and see how quick ya paper flip
[Chorus]
[Tech N9ne]
(I aint gotta intoduce myself yall know whatitizz)
Why call me underground when I rock the stars
And even they cant see me wit a pair of binoculars
My hip hop and ?? get side swiped to mars
1/3 in extinction hit which left the lime light ajar
You want your scripts to fly
Not in my solar system cause I dismiss em like they wish to die
Mack mother nature and I rip the why
Civillian ladies love me so bro excuse her while she kiss the sky
Call me masta more exalted then a priest or pastor
Blasphemy have me blast facts fast with magma
In the air like dancer and dasher
High in the sky up above mountains off in alaska
Higher then a million heroin hits that fit to last ya
Super celestial when everyone stuck off in the pasture
The whack I will cast ya down below those who get caught up in my rapture
Dont be callin me dog cause I want cha to say it backwards
[Chorus x3]
[Tech N9ne]
Cha cha cha cha
Your first lesson for today man
That was it
Sickology 101
Yall no what I mean
Craig smith
Lepsto??
Tech nina nigga
In the air muthafucka
Sound like a bird flying around
Yeah
Witch masta on the track
We out this biiitch
Sickology 101 futuristic b-boyz shit
Your first lesson given to you by:
[Smith]
Mr. smith
[Tech N9ne]
KC MO stand up
Young niggaz representin
[Smith]
Ey
Ask me what I wanna be when I grow up
I aint jus gonna blow up
Im a star I got astronomers tryina get a close up
Telescopes and cameras
Rappers wanna use blammers
But im gleamin from the planets homie
Mine is called kansas city
The cloud in my pocket gotta rain on em
Such a star I saw heavens walls and wrote my name on em
So comfortable at the top I hopped on a plane and claimed everest
You might as well say the boy is himalayan
I rent my rooms on the moon mr smith is comin soon
The angels feedin me cereal with a silver spoon
My hair line is craig smith airlines
The ride from kansas city to LA is as long as a fan line
Im high as '08 gas prices
My votes are twice as high as obamas & I aint gotta ask nice
Im high as techs tour bus
The light skinned one so if you're lookin for me dog look up and try to find the sun
[Chorus]
Im in the air
High in the air
Im in the air
High in the air
[Nesto]
Yeah
Don mean to brag but I froze my peace
And im gettin higher then the nose bleed seat
Dont bring it to my session if your hoe sees me
She'll drop dead in the studio like ODB
Yuh
Its the owner and im verry cool
Plus this weed keep me higher than an air baloon
Copy cat
Like what im wearing dude
Im so fly I walk aroudn wit a parachute
And even rappers lie too
But im the only human with an astronaut suit
See yo entire verse?
Say that youre high its worse?
When you only shootin the air like a fireworks (pussy)
If suckas still on that hatin shit
I stuff em in a bag like potatoe chips
Or bend they ass up like a paper clip
Tech sign me and see how quick ya paper flip
[Chorus]
[Tech N9ne]
(I aint gotta intoduce myself yall know whatitizz)
Why call me underground when I rock the stars
And even they cant see me wit a pair of binoculars
My hip hop and ?? get side swiped to mars
1/3 in extinction hit which left the lime light ajar
You want your scripts to fly
Not in my solar system cause I dismiss em like they wish to die
Mack mother nature and I rip the why
Civillian ladies love me so bro excuse her while she kiss the sky
Call me masta more exalted then a priest or pastor
Blasphemy have me blast facts fast with magma
In the air like dancer and dasher
High in the sky up above mountains off in alaska
Higher then a million heroin hits that fit to last ya
Super celestial when everyone stuck off in the pasture
The whack I will cast ya down below those who get caught up in my rapture
Dont be callin me dog cause I want cha to say it backwards
[Chorus x3]
[Tech N9ne]
Cha cha cha cha
Your first lesson for today man
That was it
Sickology 101
Yall no what I mean
Craig smith
Lepsto??
Tech nina nigga
In the air muthafucka
Sound like a bird flying around
Yeah
Witch masta on the track
We out this biiitch
Blown Away lyrics - Tech N9ne
[Intro]
I know y'all don't see me on TV
Or hear me on the radio
But you industry brats
Better check Billboard and Pollstar
Before y'all get to cryin
About who get seniority at these shows
Especially when compared to me
Y'all aint shit on stage
[Hook]
I hit the stage
Grab the mic and blow 'em all away (I blow 'em all away)
(Superstars), But they know I blow 'em all away, Hey
[Verse 1]
The gig is over, The gig is over (Bitty bye-bye)
The gig is over, The gig is over (When A play)
The kid is older and gettin colder (Many fly by)
But his will hold ya, So listen closer to (A-A)-R-O-N
They dissin and twistin my name
Because Aaron is scarin these glitz spittin pricks in the game
Hit with this gift, Everybody get a whiff of this script and it's pain
Gotta talk about the people with a attitude
Hiss me and slipped in my lane
I've been wreckin crowds for a long second now
Got 'em guessin how Tech is blessed
And yes, The best in-town rep
On the real, I keep it trill
And when I spit, I aint spillin about my million
It's the feelin that you get with this underground headliner
Mainstream ignored a bro
And they be petty, So jealousy is sure to show
But they rich and got more to blow
And everything's affordable
But they gotta go before me
Because their stage show is horrible
[Hook]
I hit the stage
Grab the mic and blow 'em all away (I blow 'em all away)
(Superstars), But they know I blow 'em all away, Hey
They may be platinum
But they know I blow 'em all away (I blow 'em all away)
(Superstars), But they know I blow 'em all away, Hey
Why you do me like that girl?
You know I love your mama
[Verse 2]
I just wanted to have a bite with her... or somethin
Didn't go get up on that show to fight with her... or nothin
It was Keyshia Cole, Eric Benet, Gorilla Zoe, Tech Nina and T.I.
But Keyshia was actin Bia-Bia
Why she actin like a (what?), like a (what?)
She aint know I grab the mic and light it (up), light it (up)
She say, "She don't know me"
But I'm the number one Independent in the country
Man, She the only one actin funky
And the people at the Summer Jam, They want me
She say, "She aint goin on before somebody that's local"
And she went postal and loco
Sayin, "Her not closin, Is a no-go"
Down talked me real low though
About how she got more doe and just did a TV promo
No show better than the Mo. bro with the S & M logo
Damn baby, Much success is sittin in your favor
Slam the Nina Tech before considerin the data
Fans waited, So we went, So she'd get it for later
But Frankie said, "Excuse my daughter, She's a bit of a hater"
Dwamn!
[Hook]
I hit the stage
Grab the mic and blow 'em all away (I blow 'em all away)
(Superstars), But they know I blow 'em all away, Hey
They may be platinum
But they know I blow 'em all away (I blow 'em all away)
(Superstars), But they know I blow 'em all away, Hey
[Verse 3]
Aye, Aye, Check it
I understand seniority
But in this case, On this show, I'm a top priority
In Lawrence, Your minority and I'm the majoriry
Check it, I was young and broke
But I'd fetch it, If it was freshest
Shovel snow for the Eric B. and Rakim record
Promoters called us and said,
"We got this show and want you to close us"
Ghostface and Brother Ali, Rakim with a band, It's so tough
We couldn't wait to see Rakim rock
But he never ever showed up
He swole up cause he didn't wanna go up before us
Man, What's wrong with these people?
Think the world gotta kiss their asses
500 capacity but you wanna get 200 passes
Thought it was about gouda
40 Water told me,
"Nina, Get ya cabbage, Stay savage and ravage the average"
Y'all better hope radio and video
Keep me from slithering... into they circle
I'll change it, That's why they shivering
Rakim the God? He just miss the king's delivering
Cause they know they'll fall
And I'll blow them all to smithereens
[Hook]
I hit the stage
Grab the mic and blow 'em all away (I blow 'em all away)
(Superstars), But they know I blow 'em all away, Hey
They may be platinum
But they know I blow 'em all away (I blow 'em all away)
(Superstars), But they know I blow 'em all away, Hey
[Outro]
Real, Real spill, Yeah
Baby girl,
I know I aint the only one that know you could be bitchy
You know what I'm sizzlin?
Ol' boy,
I know I aint the only one that know you could be bitchy
Do your research before you down somebody else
Get off your high horse
Keyshia Cole, Get off your high horse
Rakim, Get off your high horse
Industry, Get off your high horse
Yeah
I know y'all don't see me on TV
Or hear me on the radio
But you industry brats
Better check Billboard and Pollstar
Before y'all get to cryin
About who get seniority at these shows
Especially when compared to me
Y'all aint shit on stage
[Hook]
I hit the stage
Grab the mic and blow 'em all away (I blow 'em all away)
(Superstars), But they know I blow 'em all away, Hey
[Verse 1]
The gig is over, The gig is over (Bitty bye-bye)
The gig is over, The gig is over (When A play)
The kid is older and gettin colder (Many fly by)
But his will hold ya, So listen closer to (A-A)-R-O-N
They dissin and twistin my name
Because Aaron is scarin these glitz spittin pricks in the game
Hit with this gift, Everybody get a whiff of this script and it's pain
Gotta talk about the people with a attitude
Hiss me and slipped in my lane
I've been wreckin crowds for a long second now
Got 'em guessin how Tech is blessed
And yes, The best in-town rep
On the real, I keep it trill
And when I spit, I aint spillin about my million
It's the feelin that you get with this underground headliner
Mainstream ignored a bro
And they be petty, So jealousy is sure to show
But they rich and got more to blow
And everything's affordable
But they gotta go before me
Because their stage show is horrible
[Hook]
I hit the stage
Grab the mic and blow 'em all away (I blow 'em all away)
(Superstars), But they know I blow 'em all away, Hey
They may be platinum
But they know I blow 'em all away (I blow 'em all away)
(Superstars), But they know I blow 'em all away, Hey
Why you do me like that girl?
You know I love your mama
[Verse 2]
I just wanted to have a bite with her... or somethin
Didn't go get up on that show to fight with her... or nothin
It was Keyshia Cole, Eric Benet, Gorilla Zoe, Tech Nina and T.I.
But Keyshia was actin Bia-Bia
Why she actin like a (what?), like a (what?)
She aint know I grab the mic and light it (up), light it (up)
She say, "She don't know me"
But I'm the number one Independent in the country
Man, She the only one actin funky
And the people at the Summer Jam, They want me
She say, "She aint goin on before somebody that's local"
And she went postal and loco
Sayin, "Her not closin, Is a no-go"
Down talked me real low though
About how she got more doe and just did a TV promo
No show better than the Mo. bro with the S & M logo
Damn baby, Much success is sittin in your favor
Slam the Nina Tech before considerin the data
Fans waited, So we went, So she'd get it for later
But Frankie said, "Excuse my daughter, She's a bit of a hater"
Dwamn!
[Hook]
I hit the stage
Grab the mic and blow 'em all away (I blow 'em all away)
(Superstars), But they know I blow 'em all away, Hey
They may be platinum
But they know I blow 'em all away (I blow 'em all away)
(Superstars), But they know I blow 'em all away, Hey
[Verse 3]
Aye, Aye, Check it
I understand seniority
But in this case, On this show, I'm a top priority
In Lawrence, Your minority and I'm the majoriry
Check it, I was young and broke
But I'd fetch it, If it was freshest
Shovel snow for the Eric B. and Rakim record
Promoters called us and said,
"We got this show and want you to close us"
Ghostface and Brother Ali, Rakim with a band, It's so tough
We couldn't wait to see Rakim rock
But he never ever showed up
He swole up cause he didn't wanna go up before us
Man, What's wrong with these people?
Think the world gotta kiss their asses
500 capacity but you wanna get 200 passes
Thought it was about gouda
40 Water told me,
"Nina, Get ya cabbage, Stay savage and ravage the average"
Y'all better hope radio and video
Keep me from slithering... into they circle
I'll change it, That's why they shivering
Rakim the God? He just miss the king's delivering
Cause they know they'll fall
And I'll blow them all to smithereens
[Hook]
I hit the stage
Grab the mic and blow 'em all away (I blow 'em all away)
(Superstars), But they know I blow 'em all away, Hey
They may be platinum
But they know I blow 'em all away (I blow 'em all away)
(Superstars), But they know I blow 'em all away, Hey
[Outro]
Real, Real spill, Yeah
Baby girl,
I know I aint the only one that know you could be bitchy
You know what I'm sizzlin?
Ol' boy,
I know I aint the only one that know you could be bitchy
Do your research before you down somebody else
Get off your high horse
Keyshia Cole, Get off your high horse
Rakim, Get off your high horse
Industry, Get off your high horse
Yeah
Party & Bullshit lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Big Ben, Shadow)
Black Walt told me if you wanna bonafide banga
you gotta start with a hard ass kick and a snare (yea)
Add some dope ass music around and a hard MC and you got
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
Every night, it seem like we celebrating birthdays (hoooooo!)
Cause rappin on planet Earth pays
Smelling like versa (chaa) or is it Versace?
You got me sloppy from popping this oxys and shots of saki, copy (chaa)
All you ladies in here, I am sharing wood (chaa)
I just, wanna lay between ya and ram square into it (chaa)
Cause, when it come to women, ya man Aarons good
I done been inside-a more woman than planned parent hood (chaa)
I got more bottles, than new born babys, for youporn ladies
I want you drink up till you horn crazy and rape me (chaa)
Till im lazy and achey (chaa), wanna get shady and tape me? (chaa)
Okay baby lets say we tape me inflating your trakey (chaa)
Im just partying I ain't letting the tool spit (chaa)
I ain't tryan have you haters layin below the pool pit (chaa)
40 acres and mule sit, in my garage with a cool kit (chaa)
eat, drink and be merry mang and miss me with all that bullshit(?)
Aint not telling how drunk and how you'll get
[Chorus 2x]
(Hey hey)
We party and bullshit
Booze it with floosies (hey hey)
And that's how we do's it
Not the Biancas we choosing
Everybody lose it, listenin to our music
[Verse 2: Big Ben]
And they like, and they like, yup do that thing you do (I am)
What you mean? baby gurl I need some liquor too
Aye, she need a picture too, Big Ben she want a picture too
Im F-L-Y, so why not? We can flick a few (fuck yea)
Knock the lenses out my frames and start the ruckus (yes)
So when I scream through the scene you kno you niggas finna crush it
Max out on swagga, not your ordinary rapper
But I do my thing extra, like no ordinary madness (Gotya)
Keep that smooth movement so proper
They keep choosin on ya dude cuz I be's all about my dollas
On the baddest bitch swaggin through, its not a big deal
Shit I receive more tongue then a double stacked thizz pill
Its real, what you say you lose the crew and (e)scape with me
No need to slow it down you let them other suckas pace the speed, dig it? (yep)
Fuck it, imma party like a trap star
and probably get my ass thrown out for going that hard
Aye, Aye
[Chorus 2x]
(Hey hey)
We party and bullshit
Booze it with floosies (hey hey)
And that's how we do's it
Not the Biancas we choosing
Everybody lose it, listenin to our music
[Verse 3: Shadow]
Okay... you said 24 right?
Imma tell you keep it here
I go by the name of Shadow
Yo, yo flow miss me, buy vodka, get pissy
Roll with tech n9ne, bear arms and get grizzly (prrrrraaa)
Ever ready, a killer that flows angelic
Story telling and battle rapping who can't sell it?
Should I speed it up? Nah imma keep it strange
My inner voices told my outer voice to be deranged
The devil on my shoulder got a devil on his back
Who told em everytime I see Biancas give her ass a smack
I need a bumps rock, fresh pair of sucka duckaz
Its a party, im bullshittin with moafuckas
Shadow fly, look at bitches with a crooked eye
Battle me? I think your favorite rapper rather die
Who you know could spit a flow this clean?
My notesbooks to 10th grade, I got so many 16's
Please, I got a lot of hard tones, that'll fuck up your view with a view
like Star Jones
Yall clones, my style is the original
Half you wack rappers just opitimize pitiful
But me? Spittin classic is a ritual
I stopped liking rap when the lion got habitual
Im sick of you, the streets turned me to a cetinel
Im so not Common, but I still see the bitch in you
Shit, can't nobody out-rhyme me
So Tech, call Trav right now and tell him sign me
[Chorus 2x]
(Hey hey)
We party and bullshit
Booze it with floosies (hey hey)
And that's how we do's it
Not the Biancas we choosing
Everybody lose it, listenin to our music
Yea... throw ya cups in the air if ya drunk like me, yea
Tech N9ne, Big Ben, Shadow, X-rated vodka and sprite boy
you gotta start with a hard ass kick and a snare (yea)
Add some dope ass music around and a hard MC and you got
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
Every night, it seem like we celebrating birthdays (hoooooo!)
Cause rappin on planet Earth pays
Smelling like versa (chaa) or is it Versace?
You got me sloppy from popping this oxys and shots of saki, copy (chaa)
All you ladies in here, I am sharing wood (chaa)
I just, wanna lay between ya and ram square into it (chaa)
Cause, when it come to women, ya man Aarons good
I done been inside-a more woman than planned parent hood (chaa)
I got more bottles, than new born babys, for youporn ladies
I want you drink up till you horn crazy and rape me (chaa)
Till im lazy and achey (chaa), wanna get shady and tape me? (chaa)
Okay baby lets say we tape me inflating your trakey (chaa)
Im just partying I ain't letting the tool spit (chaa)
I ain't tryan have you haters layin below the pool pit (chaa)
40 acres and mule sit, in my garage with a cool kit (chaa)
eat, drink and be merry mang and miss me with all that bullshit(?)
Aint not telling how drunk and how you'll get
[Chorus 2x]
(Hey hey)
We party and bullshit
Booze it with floosies (hey hey)
And that's how we do's it
Not the Biancas we choosing
Everybody lose it, listenin to our music
[Verse 2: Big Ben]
And they like, and they like, yup do that thing you do (I am)
What you mean? baby gurl I need some liquor too
Aye, she need a picture too, Big Ben she want a picture too
Im F-L-Y, so why not? We can flick a few (fuck yea)
Knock the lenses out my frames and start the ruckus (yes)
So when I scream through the scene you kno you niggas finna crush it
Max out on swagga, not your ordinary rapper
But I do my thing extra, like no ordinary madness (Gotya)
Keep that smooth movement so proper
They keep choosin on ya dude cuz I be's all about my dollas
On the baddest bitch swaggin through, its not a big deal
Shit I receive more tongue then a double stacked thizz pill
Its real, what you say you lose the crew and (e)scape with me
No need to slow it down you let them other suckas pace the speed, dig it? (yep)
Fuck it, imma party like a trap star
and probably get my ass thrown out for going that hard
Aye, Aye
[Chorus 2x]
(Hey hey)
We party and bullshit
Booze it with floosies (hey hey)
And that's how we do's it
Not the Biancas we choosing
Everybody lose it, listenin to our music
[Verse 3: Shadow]
Okay... you said 24 right?
Imma tell you keep it here
I go by the name of Shadow
Yo, yo flow miss me, buy vodka, get pissy
Roll with tech n9ne, bear arms and get grizzly (prrrrraaa)
Ever ready, a killer that flows angelic
Story telling and battle rapping who can't sell it?
Should I speed it up? Nah imma keep it strange
My inner voices told my outer voice to be deranged
The devil on my shoulder got a devil on his back
Who told em everytime I see Biancas give her ass a smack
I need a bumps rock, fresh pair of sucka duckaz
Its a party, im bullshittin with moafuckas
Shadow fly, look at bitches with a crooked eye
Battle me? I think your favorite rapper rather die
Who you know could spit a flow this clean?
My notesbooks to 10th grade, I got so many 16's
Please, I got a lot of hard tones, that'll fuck up your view with a view
like Star Jones
Yall clones, my style is the original
Half you wack rappers just opitimize pitiful
But me? Spittin classic is a ritual
I stopped liking rap when the lion got habitual
Im sick of you, the streets turned me to a cetinel
Im so not Common, but I still see the bitch in you
Shit, can't nobody out-rhyme me
So Tech, call Trav right now and tell him sign me
[Chorus 2x]
(Hey hey)
We party and bullshit
Booze it with floosies (hey hey)
And that's how we do's it
Not the Biancas we choosing
Everybody lose it, listenin to our music
Yea... throw ya cups in the air if ya drunk like me, yea
Tech N9ne, Big Ben, Shadow, X-rated vodka and sprite boy
Sorry N' Shit lyrics - Tech N9ne
[Intro]
Here we come baby it's a party bitch!
Here we come baby it's a party bitch!
Here we come baby it's a party bitch!
If you mad at me HEY Sorry N' Shit
[Chorus]
You hate my everything
Sorry N' Shit La La la
You see my better game
Sorry N' Shit Na Na NA
I'm Like whatever man
Sorry N' Shit
I say Sorry N Shit,
We say sorry n' shit
Na Na NA
[repeat x2]
[Verse 1]
I'm with my goon squad
We moving light em' all
We hits the club and does our thing
My goonies by the bar
We ghetto superstars
They know just who we are
We pistol poppers chopper choppers
Blame it on the bar
Yeah Im dis-respecting neglecting
When I be on that booze
I hope you listening im twisted
And dont make sudden moves
I came to party chase pussy
But i'm still with the goons
If I get heated say fuck it
Then they gonna clear the room
No need to wonder my thunders
They out there by the whips
They keep the heaters near meters
In case you pussies trip
See I'm so gutter and gullie
And I can make it ugly
I know these pussies be hating
But will they bitches love me
But fuck some trouble lets huddle
I'm fisting for the day
And I'm beligerent ignorant
But I'm still on my game
She say im so disrespectful
And I keep calling her bitch
I told her suck on these webbels
Then I said Sorry N' SHit
[Chorus]
You hate my everything
Sorry N' Shit La La la
You see my better game
Sorry N' Shit Na Na NA
I'm Like whatever man
Sorry N' Shit
I say Sorry N Shit,
We say sorry n' shit
Na Na NA
[repeat x2]
[Verse 2]
They call me beast man
Streets sweep your release than
Keep heat in my seat for the beef fan
I keep it pimpin keep my mug on monster
If they get to tripping Ima plug they roster
Ima minus niggers out upper cut and knock ya
Give a three piece to this thug imposter
I just wanna kick it take a blunt to the head but they hatin
The bitches love me want to jump on my bed
I take em' to the crilla they just jump out they jeans
With petrone and amorilla it aint hard as it seems
My theme music pumping baby arching her back
With ease im in her belly first night like a mack
Best believe when we leave no strings attached
And she rings i chasing paper aint no callin her back
I proceed to pick her up but she was soon to forget
I hit and told her gobble my rebels
Then I said Sorry N' Shit
[Chorus]
You hate my everything
Sorry N' Shit La La la
You see my better game
Sorry N' Shit Na Na NA
I'm Like whatever man
Sorry N' Shit
I say Sorry N Shit,
We say sorry n' shit
Na Na NA
[repeat x2]
[Verse 3]
You got d-will in the buildin
I'm pouring Liquor and chillin
Rolling Swishers to the ceiling
Plus I Roll with my villains n shit
And we just trying to kick It man
Then a lot of bitches Came
She cousins with such And such
And she fucking With what's her name
I'm Like whatever man
And Something hella better came
Hit me off with everything
Plus Her name and her game
We headed back to the Bar
And the liquor started To pour
She drank about (1,2,3,4)
Yeah Now shes hella Juiced up
Baby start to Loosen up
She wanna take Me to the car and start to Do stuff
Baby was a true slut And after two nuts
She said If I wanted I could put it in her Ooh what
She had my dick like as hard As a brick
After I hit I went back inTo the party and shit
Two weeks later When I was out
She came up and said What goes on
But I didn't recognize That hoe with her clothes on
[Chorus]
You hate my everything
Sorry N' Shit La La la
You see my better game
Sorry N' Shit Na Na NA
I'm Like whatever man
Sorry N' Shit
I say Sorry N Shit,
We say sorry n' shit
Na Na NA
[repeat x2]
[Verse 4]
The Rogue dog villains say Sorry N' Shit
UHHHH
Fuck up they party and shit
UHHHH
There about to go caugt me in this
Uhuhh BITCH Uhuhh Nigga
We bangin aint no stopping this
Man we on top of shit
Aim for my block and get
Pain from Your poppa bitch
You need cuchi Therapy from Techa Nina yrr Doctor trick
I can make You wetter but you better know How to rock a diiiick
Better take a little jaw shackle
Nah tackle get up on a nigger Put it up
And there better never Be no obstacles
Tripping on my Dick I'll cackle
Rubbing it like Shes in a rod raffle
I'm a nice Guy but it's like I might fly
Down To the first and get the broad Snapple
Take it and miss got a Lot of it
Say that she's the type To swallows it
I holler quit
Cause she got to squeezing On my balls a bit
I'll admit It was good at the beginning
But you got to pardon me miss
I said you hurting my webbels
And she said Sorry N' Shit
[Chorus]
You hate my everything
Sorry N' Shit La La la
You see my better game
Sorry N' Shit Na Na NA
I'm Like whatever man
Sorry N' Shit
I say Sorry N Shit,
We say sorry n' shit
Na Na NA
[repeat x2]
Here we come baby it's a party bitch!
Here we come baby it's a party bitch!
Here we come baby it's a party bitch!
If you mad at me HEY Sorry N' Shit
[Chorus]
You hate my everything
Sorry N' Shit La La la
You see my better game
Sorry N' Shit Na Na NA
I'm Like whatever man
Sorry N' Shit
I say Sorry N Shit,
We say sorry n' shit
Na Na NA
[repeat x2]
[Verse 1]
I'm with my goon squad
We moving light em' all
We hits the club and does our thing
My goonies by the bar
We ghetto superstars
They know just who we are
We pistol poppers chopper choppers
Blame it on the bar
Yeah Im dis-respecting neglecting
When I be on that booze
I hope you listening im twisted
And dont make sudden moves
I came to party chase pussy
But i'm still with the goons
If I get heated say fuck it
Then they gonna clear the room
No need to wonder my thunders
They out there by the whips
They keep the heaters near meters
In case you pussies trip
See I'm so gutter and gullie
And I can make it ugly
I know these pussies be hating
But will they bitches love me
But fuck some trouble lets huddle
I'm fisting for the day
And I'm beligerent ignorant
But I'm still on my game
She say im so disrespectful
And I keep calling her bitch
I told her suck on these webbels
Then I said Sorry N' SHit
[Chorus]
You hate my everything
Sorry N' Shit La La la
You see my better game
Sorry N' Shit Na Na NA
I'm Like whatever man
Sorry N' Shit
I say Sorry N Shit,
We say sorry n' shit
Na Na NA
[repeat x2]
[Verse 2]
They call me beast man
Streets sweep your release than
Keep heat in my seat for the beef fan
I keep it pimpin keep my mug on monster
If they get to tripping Ima plug they roster
Ima minus niggers out upper cut and knock ya
Give a three piece to this thug imposter
I just wanna kick it take a blunt to the head but they hatin
The bitches love me want to jump on my bed
I take em' to the crilla they just jump out they jeans
With petrone and amorilla it aint hard as it seems
My theme music pumping baby arching her back
With ease im in her belly first night like a mack
Best believe when we leave no strings attached
And she rings i chasing paper aint no callin her back
I proceed to pick her up but she was soon to forget
I hit and told her gobble my rebels
Then I said Sorry N' Shit
[Chorus]
You hate my everything
Sorry N' Shit La La la
You see my better game
Sorry N' Shit Na Na NA
I'm Like whatever man
Sorry N' Shit
I say Sorry N Shit,
We say sorry n' shit
Na Na NA
[repeat x2]
[Verse 3]
You got d-will in the buildin
I'm pouring Liquor and chillin
Rolling Swishers to the ceiling
Plus I Roll with my villains n shit
And we just trying to kick It man
Then a lot of bitches Came
She cousins with such And such
And she fucking With what's her name
I'm Like whatever man
And Something hella better came
Hit me off with everything
Plus Her name and her game
We headed back to the Bar
And the liquor started To pour
She drank about (1,2,3,4)
Yeah Now shes hella Juiced up
Baby start to Loosen up
She wanna take Me to the car and start to Do stuff
Baby was a true slut And after two nuts
She said If I wanted I could put it in her Ooh what
She had my dick like as hard As a brick
After I hit I went back inTo the party and shit
Two weeks later When I was out
She came up and said What goes on
But I didn't recognize That hoe with her clothes on
[Chorus]
You hate my everything
Sorry N' Shit La La la
You see my better game
Sorry N' Shit Na Na NA
I'm Like whatever man
Sorry N' Shit
I say Sorry N Shit,
We say sorry n' shit
Na Na NA
[repeat x2]
[Verse 4]
The Rogue dog villains say Sorry N' Shit
UHHHH
Fuck up they party and shit
UHHHH
There about to go caugt me in this
Uhuhh BITCH Uhuhh Nigga
We bangin aint no stopping this
Man we on top of shit
Aim for my block and get
Pain from Your poppa bitch
You need cuchi Therapy from Techa Nina yrr Doctor trick
I can make You wetter but you better know How to rock a diiiick
Better take a little jaw shackle
Nah tackle get up on a nigger Put it up
And there better never Be no obstacles
Tripping on my Dick I'll cackle
Rubbing it like Shes in a rod raffle
I'm a nice Guy but it's like I might fly
Down To the first and get the broad Snapple
Take it and miss got a Lot of it
Say that she's the type To swallows it
I holler quit
Cause she got to squeezing On my balls a bit
I'll admit It was good at the beginning
But you got to pardon me miss
I said you hurting my webbels
And she said Sorry N' Shit
[Chorus]
You hate my everything
Sorry N' Shit La La la
You see my better game
Sorry N' Shit Na Na NA
I'm Like whatever man
Sorry N' Shit
I say Sorry N Shit,
We say sorry n' shit
Na Na NA
[repeat x2]
Dysfunctional lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Big Scoob, Krizz Kaliko)
[Intro]
First entry for Sickology 101, Dysfunctional
[Tech N9ne]
Yeah
Don't you bring me nothing stupid
If you don't want me to lose it
Step back if you don't want me to attack
I'm a beast, Better give me the deuces
I have no tolerance for nonsense
Get away from me
Me don't wanna get dollars
Don't wanna holler but you makin me
I'm a little dysfunctional
You're the problem, Please don't awakin me
And I'm that way cause back in the day
Most have forsaken me
Lodi dodi, I'm at the party
On a drunk night with a punk
Might dude wanna pick a fight because he's sorry...
That he aint Gotti, Like I be
Cause he sloppy, Not me
Costly rocks be spot free
But he don't know I'm roguish
Surrounded by my soldiers
And they be locked and loaded
Will explode if you can't hold us
And we don't got no scruples
We didn't come to fight and shoot you
But you busters better be neutral
Don't get loose because we cuckoo
Listen, They call me genius, I run the show
Woman be on my penis, It's wonderful
Demons think they the meanest
But I brung the foe on the flow
Little bit sick, Don't you know?
[Hook: Big Krizz Kaliko]
I'm a little dysfunctional, Don't you know?
If you push me, It might be bad
Get a little emotional, Don't you know?
You could fool around and make me mad
I'm a little dysfunctional, Don't you know?
If you push me, It might be bad
Get a little emotional, Don't you know?
Might fool around and make me mad
Don't make me mad
[Big Scoob]
Born to hustle
I'm a product of environment
The game done changed
So I've been forced into retirement
But I make moves and I paid dues
And I got common sense
Since I can't lose and I can't choose
Then I'll come back to spit
I got hit songs but I've been gone so long that I don't fit
Kneeled at the throne but can't get on
So I need me a lick
I write these songs but don't belong
I'm on some other shit
I'm huntin leads in desperate need
I hope it's comin quick
I'd wrap my brain to find a lane
That's gon' bring me some change
But it's so strange, My life has changed
And I am not the same
I come around but since I'm down
It feels uncomfortable
I try to hide it deep inside but I'm dysfunctional
I never learned to hold it in
I gets emotional
First, Implode and then explode
I am combustible
So please don't push to play me, pussy
On some real shit, Won't be defeated
If I'm heated, nigga
Oh shit!
[Hook: Big Krizz Kaliko]
I'm a little dysfunctional, Don't you know?
If you push me, It might be bad
Get a little emotional, Don't you know?
You could fool around and make me mad
I'm a little dysfunctional, Don't you know?
If you push me, It might be bad
Get a little emotional, Don't you know?
Might fool around and make me mad
Don't make me mad
[Big Krizz Kaliko]
I aint no killer but don't push me
Goodie-Goodie Quiet boy never been no pussy
Could be carrying something up under my hoody
Krizz would never snap and kill a baller, y'all
Or would he?
Now I wanna be peaceful
But I carry Desert Eagles where ever black people are
You know how black people are
I peep 'em out, Try to stay evened out
Wanna preach to 'em but their evil keep on seepin out
Emotions get the best of me
Messed up and then y'all get the rest of me
Depressed and stressed, Feel like my destiny
I know y'all think less of me
Cause I'm always sick and I can't let it be
Pharmaceutical soup be the best recipe
It's gon' be the death of me
I need depakote just to cope
That's why I keep throwin them pills down my throat
Dysfunctional blunts will do
Smokin Bombay can give me Fung Shui
But I wish that it all would go away
Or maybe I should pray for Jesus Christ
To just un-pretzel me
Tryin to pray for change
But sometimes it feel like he lets it be
So I just take another couple doses
Probably be fine but if you get too close
You'll find out that I...
[Hook: Big Krizz Kaliko]
I'm a little dysfunctional, Don't you know?
If you push me, It might be bad
Get a little emotional, Don't you know?
You could fool around and make me mad
I'm a little dysfunctional, Don't you know?
If you push me, It might be bad
Get a little emotional, Don't you know?
Might fool around and make me mad
Don't make me mad
First entry for Sickology 101, Dysfunctional
[Tech N9ne]
Yeah
Don't you bring me nothing stupid
If you don't want me to lose it
Step back if you don't want me to attack
I'm a beast, Better give me the deuces
I have no tolerance for nonsense
Get away from me
Me don't wanna get dollars
Don't wanna holler but you makin me
I'm a little dysfunctional
You're the problem, Please don't awakin me
And I'm that way cause back in the day
Most have forsaken me
Lodi dodi, I'm at the party
On a drunk night with a punk
Might dude wanna pick a fight because he's sorry...
That he aint Gotti, Like I be
Cause he sloppy, Not me
Costly rocks be spot free
But he don't know I'm roguish
Surrounded by my soldiers
And they be locked and loaded
Will explode if you can't hold us
And we don't got no scruples
We didn't come to fight and shoot you
But you busters better be neutral
Don't get loose because we cuckoo
Listen, They call me genius, I run the show
Woman be on my penis, It's wonderful
Demons think they the meanest
But I brung the foe on the flow
Little bit sick, Don't you know?
[Hook: Big Krizz Kaliko]
I'm a little dysfunctional, Don't you know?
If you push me, It might be bad
Get a little emotional, Don't you know?
You could fool around and make me mad
I'm a little dysfunctional, Don't you know?
If you push me, It might be bad
Get a little emotional, Don't you know?
Might fool around and make me mad
Don't make me mad
[Big Scoob]
Born to hustle
I'm a product of environment
The game done changed
So I've been forced into retirement
But I make moves and I paid dues
And I got common sense
Since I can't lose and I can't choose
Then I'll come back to spit
I got hit songs but I've been gone so long that I don't fit
Kneeled at the throne but can't get on
So I need me a lick
I write these songs but don't belong
I'm on some other shit
I'm huntin leads in desperate need
I hope it's comin quick
I'd wrap my brain to find a lane
That's gon' bring me some change
But it's so strange, My life has changed
And I am not the same
I come around but since I'm down
It feels uncomfortable
I try to hide it deep inside but I'm dysfunctional
I never learned to hold it in
I gets emotional
First, Implode and then explode
I am combustible
So please don't push to play me, pussy
On some real shit, Won't be defeated
If I'm heated, nigga
Oh shit!
[Hook: Big Krizz Kaliko]
I'm a little dysfunctional, Don't you know?
If you push me, It might be bad
Get a little emotional, Don't you know?
You could fool around and make me mad
I'm a little dysfunctional, Don't you know?
If you push me, It might be bad
Get a little emotional, Don't you know?
Might fool around and make me mad
Don't make me mad
[Big Krizz Kaliko]
I aint no killer but don't push me
Goodie-Goodie Quiet boy never been no pussy
Could be carrying something up under my hoody
Krizz would never snap and kill a baller, y'all
Or would he?
Now I wanna be peaceful
But I carry Desert Eagles where ever black people are
You know how black people are
I peep 'em out, Try to stay evened out
Wanna preach to 'em but their evil keep on seepin out
Emotions get the best of me
Messed up and then y'all get the rest of me
Depressed and stressed, Feel like my destiny
I know y'all think less of me
Cause I'm always sick and I can't let it be
Pharmaceutical soup be the best recipe
It's gon' be the death of me
I need depakote just to cope
That's why I keep throwin them pills down my throat
Dysfunctional blunts will do
Smokin Bombay can give me Fung Shui
But I wish that it all would go away
Or maybe I should pray for Jesus Christ
To just un-pretzel me
Tryin to pray for change
But sometimes it feel like he lets it be
So I just take another couple doses
Probably be fine but if you get too close
You'll find out that I...
[Hook: Big Krizz Kaliko]
I'm a little dysfunctional, Don't you know?
If you push me, It might be bad
Get a little emotional, Don't you know?
You could fool around and make me mad
I'm a little dysfunctional, Don't you know?
If you push me, It might be bad
Get a little emotional, Don't you know?
Might fool around and make me mad
Don't make me mad
Far Away lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Krizz Kaliko)
[Intro - Tech N9ne]
Man...
I cant even picture myself
Not breathin
...but its certain
[Verse 1 - Tech N9ne]
I love too much
I love too many to count em
So extras and pets its easy for me to go on without em
Cause everything goes away
Love it eventually gets stowed away
Why does it have to be when you're breathin when even
And then you're heated wonderin why is it cold today
Immortal its fake and impossible
But everytime I look up I'm shakin an obstacle
Whats gonna happen when time is up and I gotsta go
Beautiful lands are took away from my opticle
Its not that I'm afraid of death
But afraid of the thought of my people laid to rest
They're sayin theres six million ways of death
But not even money way could fade the stress
Its certain...
That a person...
Got somebody lookin workin to close the curtain
Or maybe something...
Outta some dream...
With a devilish soul for hurtin
Sometime I be wishing I didn't love...
Cause when its away I be missin love...
Your mother your father your children are livin to die from the crib then a ditch is dug
From the process...
I get naucious...
Cause I cant see my death and its causes
Pac he saw it around the corner
But me not breathin is a pound of balogna
I keep fightin and I'm tryin...
To get right in my mind bryan...
Cause one day I'm gonna see you even though I cant picture the 9 dyin
I'm flyin....
[Chorus]
Far far away from here (n nothin I can do about it)
Everything I love go away from here (I'm wishin I could do without it)
(I think you're gonna go)
Far far away from here (n nothin I can do about it)
Everything I love go away from here (I'm wishin I could do without it)
[Verse 2 - Krizz Kaliko]
See I tried to call for you father
But nobody answered
And I tried to scream out loud
But nobody pampered
But your leadin tomorrow
And I'm just a youngster
I'm deep in the sorrow
But nobody wants to(die)
Now I gotta try to get from pain I'm never escapin ya
Maybe I did to much to you you you by forsakin ya
And now I see a reflection of you off in my son
Cause hes the same complexion of you color of the sun
And now I'm done baby makin hatin it to even see my baby sleep
Cause he gotta die one day or barely deadly deep
And I'm stayin too far away from him
Spend too many days from him
Tears steadily fallin I'm creatin em
And its getting colder you getting older year by year
Never know when you gotta go far away from here
Listen here...
[Chorus]
[guitar solo - 4 BARS]
[Outro - Tech N9ne]
Far far away from here
Everything I love go away from here
Man...
I cant even picture myself
Not breathin
...but its certain
[Verse 1 - Tech N9ne]
I love too much
I love too many to count em
So extras and pets its easy for me to go on without em
Cause everything goes away
Love it eventually gets stowed away
Why does it have to be when you're breathin when even
And then you're heated wonderin why is it cold today
Immortal its fake and impossible
But everytime I look up I'm shakin an obstacle
Whats gonna happen when time is up and I gotsta go
Beautiful lands are took away from my opticle
Its not that I'm afraid of death
But afraid of the thought of my people laid to rest
They're sayin theres six million ways of death
But not even money way could fade the stress
Its certain...
That a person...
Got somebody lookin workin to close the curtain
Or maybe something...
Outta some dream...
With a devilish soul for hurtin
Sometime I be wishing I didn't love...
Cause when its away I be missin love...
Your mother your father your children are livin to die from the crib then a ditch is dug
From the process...
I get naucious...
Cause I cant see my death and its causes
Pac he saw it around the corner
But me not breathin is a pound of balogna
I keep fightin and I'm tryin...
To get right in my mind bryan...
Cause one day I'm gonna see you even though I cant picture the 9 dyin
I'm flyin....
[Chorus]
Far far away from here (n nothin I can do about it)
Everything I love go away from here (I'm wishin I could do without it)
(I think you're gonna go)
Far far away from here (n nothin I can do about it)
Everything I love go away from here (I'm wishin I could do without it)
[Verse 2 - Krizz Kaliko]
See I tried to call for you father
But nobody answered
And I tried to scream out loud
But nobody pampered
But your leadin tomorrow
And I'm just a youngster
I'm deep in the sorrow
But nobody wants to(die)
Now I gotta try to get from pain I'm never escapin ya
Maybe I did to much to you you you by forsakin ya
And now I see a reflection of you off in my son
Cause hes the same complexion of you color of the sun
And now I'm done baby makin hatin it to even see my baby sleep
Cause he gotta die one day or barely deadly deep
And I'm stayin too far away from him
Spend too many days from him
Tears steadily fallin I'm creatin em
And its getting colder you getting older year by year
Never know when you gotta go far away from here
Listen here...
[Chorus]
[guitar solo - 4 BARS]
[Outro - Tech N9ne]
Far far away from here
Everything I love go away from here
Creepin' lyrics - Tech N9ne
[INTRO: (spoken)]
Areola, that shirt came off, that bra came off and...so crazy
What a day. What a motha fuckin' day. I tell ya.
Baby, I'm home! Hey, baby!
What's that smell? Smell like..like my baby's pussy.
What the fuck?! (Oh, shit! Sorry! Shit!)
[CHORUS]
What do you do when you're workin, come home, and I'm creepin' out the back door
Pants on the floor and you're lookin' at her sayin' "Whatcha doin' that for?"
[VERSE 1]
This is how it goes when you're hard at work (hard at work)
I'm with ya lady and I'm all up in her skirt (all up in her skirt)
She chose a rapper 'cause this rapper know how to tap her
Strap her down and attack her while you sneak in, watch pornos and jerk (watch pornos and jerk)
And ya can't be mad at me 'cause your thick bitch wanna ravage me
Got my big dick in her cavities then it's spit spit I'm in anatomy
And ya can't come badgin' me 'cause she sick wanna insert half of me
Straight addicted to the master he whips the sticks up without batteries
Poetry in motion
I make her water 'cause I'm a scholar I father her twat and bother her I got her
She'll eat anything I want her to eat, she'll swallow anything I want her to swaller
she'll go down & chew on my dog, doin' anything that'll make me holler.
And you the victim don't even know whats ya comin' home to, I'm bangin it out & she's screamin like we doin kungfu.
Im feelin' right cuz you the one she do the wrong to.
Now that you know your lady is creepin' - whatcha goin' do??
[CHORUS]
What do you do when you're workin, come home, and I'm creepin' out the back door
Pants on the floor and you're lookin' at her sayin' "Whatcha doin' that for?"
[VERSE 2]
But it aint no need though, cuz I'm a G tho.. I find em, then fuck em, feed em & I let him repo.
I understand you're punchin that clock, but while you're punchin man, Im punchin that twat - gonna get that overtime
BG Bullet does step over the line, gotta key to the crib, this pussy's suppose to be da line,
this bitch too old to be lying, she done told her husband things suppose to be fine,
you da bigger man, and I'm her clover leaf now, what about the clothes that he found:
did you tell him you love him, did you tell him you wit it,
did you tell him you this love his dick every time that you get it - I don't think so,
so Ima keep things low, keep pullin these strings close that pop that El Nino - (yes!)
Cuz Im the best at it, your lady's sex addict - all in the spot when ur not, getting my head patted.
But Ima keep this thing respectable homie, I'm using condoms in your festival homie, no need to killa nigga!
[CHORUS]
What do you do when you're workin, come home, and I'm creepin' out the back door
Pants on the floor and you're lookin' at her sayin' "Whatcha doin' that for?"
[VERSE 3]
What would you do if your boo crept on you-with me, new tattoo with the letter "P" - all over her humps like the letter "B".
Trip if you want to, scared nigger - never me: your girl has been land-marked,
that means that I marked her - that means that I skidded sperm all over her twat fur:
that means that I got her, where you never had her- sex game critical, now she is a master.
You never got ur dick licked, mine is getting tongue-kissed, she could suck a orange thru a straw - call her Sunkist:
Man, she a cold chick, yeah I know you miss that: bank account access- ya- you know I did that.
Put it where her ribs at, then I let her slip on it -if ya like it then ya shoulda put a ring on it.
Cuz Paul Mussan had that pussy with a sling on it. And I aint even poppin' E homie, but the question is:
[CHORUS]
What do you do when you're workin, come home, and I'm creepin' out the back door
Pants on the floor and you're lookin' at her sayin' "Whatcha doin' that for?"
Areola, that shirt came off, that bra came off and...so crazy
What a day. What a motha fuckin' day. I tell ya.
Baby, I'm home! Hey, baby!
What's that smell? Smell like..like my baby's pussy.
What the fuck?! (Oh, shit! Sorry! Shit!)
[CHORUS]
What do you do when you're workin, come home, and I'm creepin' out the back door
Pants on the floor and you're lookin' at her sayin' "Whatcha doin' that for?"
[VERSE 1]
This is how it goes when you're hard at work (hard at work)
I'm with ya lady and I'm all up in her skirt (all up in her skirt)
She chose a rapper 'cause this rapper know how to tap her
Strap her down and attack her while you sneak in, watch pornos and jerk (watch pornos and jerk)
And ya can't be mad at me 'cause your thick bitch wanna ravage me
Got my big dick in her cavities then it's spit spit I'm in anatomy
And ya can't come badgin' me 'cause she sick wanna insert half of me
Straight addicted to the master he whips the sticks up without batteries
Poetry in motion
I make her water 'cause I'm a scholar I father her twat and bother her I got her
She'll eat anything I want her to eat, she'll swallow anything I want her to swaller
she'll go down & chew on my dog, doin' anything that'll make me holler.
And you the victim don't even know whats ya comin' home to, I'm bangin it out & she's screamin like we doin kungfu.
Im feelin' right cuz you the one she do the wrong to.
Now that you know your lady is creepin' - whatcha goin' do??
[CHORUS]
What do you do when you're workin, come home, and I'm creepin' out the back door
Pants on the floor and you're lookin' at her sayin' "Whatcha doin' that for?"
[VERSE 2]
But it aint no need though, cuz I'm a G tho.. I find em, then fuck em, feed em & I let him repo.
I understand you're punchin that clock, but while you're punchin man, Im punchin that twat - gonna get that overtime
BG Bullet does step over the line, gotta key to the crib, this pussy's suppose to be da line,
this bitch too old to be lying, she done told her husband things suppose to be fine,
you da bigger man, and I'm her clover leaf now, what about the clothes that he found:
did you tell him you love him, did you tell him you wit it,
did you tell him you this love his dick every time that you get it - I don't think so,
so Ima keep things low, keep pullin these strings close that pop that El Nino - (yes!)
Cuz Im the best at it, your lady's sex addict - all in the spot when ur not, getting my head patted.
But Ima keep this thing respectable homie, I'm using condoms in your festival homie, no need to killa nigga!
[CHORUS]
What do you do when you're workin, come home, and I'm creepin' out the back door
Pants on the floor and you're lookin' at her sayin' "Whatcha doin' that for?"
[VERSE 3]
What would you do if your boo crept on you-with me, new tattoo with the letter "P" - all over her humps like the letter "B".
Trip if you want to, scared nigger - never me: your girl has been land-marked,
that means that I marked her - that means that I skidded sperm all over her twat fur:
that means that I got her, where you never had her- sex game critical, now she is a master.
You never got ur dick licked, mine is getting tongue-kissed, she could suck a orange thru a straw - call her Sunkist:
Man, she a cold chick, yeah I know you miss that: bank account access- ya- you know I did that.
Put it where her ribs at, then I let her slip on it -if ya like it then ya shoulda put a ring on it.
Cuz Paul Mussan had that pussy with a sling on it. And I aint even poppin' E homie, but the question is:
[CHORUS]
What do you do when you're workin, come home, and I'm creepin' out the back door
Pants on the floor and you're lookin' at her sayin' "Whatcha doin' that for?"
Red Nose lyrics - Tech N9ne
[Verse 1]
I got my face painted, crazed aint it
That a black dude lookin like he got a white tattoo
People thinkin that he way tainted...by evil
Treat you like fecal wanna beef you when they meet you
People perceive you to be lethal when you aint see through like tissue
I feel like the industry givin me vivid stupidity
When they distribute these fictitious sissys
When I rip it so serious and wickedly...No forgiving thee
When I claim the strange everybody tellin me I'm insane with bane
I'm an independent, talented individual,
But workin with the industry is a reindeer game
And they call me rudolph the red
They know I don't rip off the mic but I chew off the head
Spit it at the PDs and DJs and VJs who be gay
you fakin, you get threw off a ledge
If you tough we snuffing, Homie trust me nothing
Is worse than knowing your beautiful but get treated like an ugly ducking
So I'm Rocky Dennis, but I'm so polished nothing can stop me in this
Bad in the brain and the good is not replenished
The fakers who imitate me and mock me, finished
We check the mill, yes its real
Through Strange I dont need ya major label record deal
[Chorus]
Thats real people act a different way with me
I feel that nobody wanna play with me
Thats ill cuz they treat me like a stain on they clothes
The industry and my foes
They treat me like I got a Red Nose Red Nose Red Nose
They put me down and treat me like I got a Red Nose Red Nose Red Nose
Dont make me clown and have to go put on my Red Nose
[Verse 2]
They tend stray away from me because I'm different
And its been this way with me ever since I was an infant
Other kids were jealous, they say the look off in my eyes seen hellish
Never knowing later in life I would relish,
The thought of me ballin living my life and sell it
I blame it on program directors, go and request us no damn selector
But if you got a lot of dough man they bless ya, sure can depress ya
When you knowing that there aint nobody better mayne
Stuck off in the cold when the bad weather came
Now they gotta see me livin it up and cheddar gain
Coming from forever pain till it never rains
So I throw up the finger, to everybody who got a tore up demeanor
Thinkin that Tecca Nina was sho nuf a dreamer
But the flow is so heavy that it could show up Katrina
Now its time to take it, and you all must face it
Tech Nina is sacred, all you hating fagets couldnt see me with lasik
Red Nose, the leader so follow, you gotta get ready to get up and go is the motto
Made it through everything negative, bravo
The money thats coming to me feel like I won the lotto
Now I'm bout to put the slay on auto
Swoop down on the djs tell em all to quit the replays
Make em put Tecca Nina in the Sorado
[Chorus]
Thats real people act a different way with me
I feel that nobody wanna play with me
Thats ill cuz they treat me like a stain on they clothes
The industry and my foes
They treat me like I got a Red Nose Red Nose Red Nose
They put me down and and treat me like I got a Red Nose Red Nose Red Nose
Dont make me clown and have to go put on my Red Nose
[Verse 3]
I'm comin and drivin my short bus
With this nose I dont need to torch up
Bustin through like the industrys Porsche
coming after who didn't support us
Rip down it's bleachers I blew up cause my sound it ether
Underground up and found this creature
Not scared of a nigga with clownish features
I'm makin a name outside your mainstream
Real, it wasnt an insane dream
from the beginning I really came clean
You about to see Strange gleam, take it over in gain green
Strange Music and RBC along with Fontana we gon change things
Now its so funny cuz with money I can fly away
Or leave them haters off in the deepest darkest hide away
Why do they do me wrong? my music truly strong
Because I'm different all you cowards wanna shoo me gone
Yes this is Strange year, worldwide fames near
But the games queer, sometimes I feel like Rudolph the reindeer
And the music they said blows, is on top and the cred grows
You're gonna have to open up the door for the bro with the Red Nose
[Chorus]
Thats real people act a different way with me
I feel that nobody wanna play with me
Thats ill cuz they treat me like a stain on they clothes
The industry and my foes
They treat me like I got a Red Nose Red Nose Red Nose
They put me down and and treat me like I got a Red Nose Red Nose Red Nose
Dont make me clown and have to go put on my Red Nose
I got my face painted, crazed aint it
That a black dude lookin like he got a white tattoo
People thinkin that he way tainted...by evil
Treat you like fecal wanna beef you when they meet you
People perceive you to be lethal when you aint see through like tissue
I feel like the industry givin me vivid stupidity
When they distribute these fictitious sissys
When I rip it so serious and wickedly...No forgiving thee
When I claim the strange everybody tellin me I'm insane with bane
I'm an independent, talented individual,
But workin with the industry is a reindeer game
And they call me rudolph the red
They know I don't rip off the mic but I chew off the head
Spit it at the PDs and DJs and VJs who be gay
you fakin, you get threw off a ledge
If you tough we snuffing, Homie trust me nothing
Is worse than knowing your beautiful but get treated like an ugly ducking
So I'm Rocky Dennis, but I'm so polished nothing can stop me in this
Bad in the brain and the good is not replenished
The fakers who imitate me and mock me, finished
We check the mill, yes its real
Through Strange I dont need ya major label record deal
[Chorus]
Thats real people act a different way with me
I feel that nobody wanna play with me
Thats ill cuz they treat me like a stain on they clothes
The industry and my foes
They treat me like I got a Red Nose Red Nose Red Nose
They put me down and treat me like I got a Red Nose Red Nose Red Nose
Dont make me clown and have to go put on my Red Nose
[Verse 2]
They tend stray away from me because I'm different
And its been this way with me ever since I was an infant
Other kids were jealous, they say the look off in my eyes seen hellish
Never knowing later in life I would relish,
The thought of me ballin living my life and sell it
I blame it on program directors, go and request us no damn selector
But if you got a lot of dough man they bless ya, sure can depress ya
When you knowing that there aint nobody better mayne
Stuck off in the cold when the bad weather came
Now they gotta see me livin it up and cheddar gain
Coming from forever pain till it never rains
So I throw up the finger, to everybody who got a tore up demeanor
Thinkin that Tecca Nina was sho nuf a dreamer
But the flow is so heavy that it could show up Katrina
Now its time to take it, and you all must face it
Tech Nina is sacred, all you hating fagets couldnt see me with lasik
Red Nose, the leader so follow, you gotta get ready to get up and go is the motto
Made it through everything negative, bravo
The money thats coming to me feel like I won the lotto
Now I'm bout to put the slay on auto
Swoop down on the djs tell em all to quit the replays
Make em put Tecca Nina in the Sorado
[Chorus]
Thats real people act a different way with me
I feel that nobody wanna play with me
Thats ill cuz they treat me like a stain on they clothes
The industry and my foes
They treat me like I got a Red Nose Red Nose Red Nose
They put me down and and treat me like I got a Red Nose Red Nose Red Nose
Dont make me clown and have to go put on my Red Nose
[Verse 3]
I'm comin and drivin my short bus
With this nose I dont need to torch up
Bustin through like the industrys Porsche
coming after who didn't support us
Rip down it's bleachers I blew up cause my sound it ether
Underground up and found this creature
Not scared of a nigga with clownish features
I'm makin a name outside your mainstream
Real, it wasnt an insane dream
from the beginning I really came clean
You about to see Strange gleam, take it over in gain green
Strange Music and RBC along with Fontana we gon change things
Now its so funny cuz with money I can fly away
Or leave them haters off in the deepest darkest hide away
Why do they do me wrong? my music truly strong
Because I'm different all you cowards wanna shoo me gone
Yes this is Strange year, worldwide fames near
But the games queer, sometimes I feel like Rudolph the reindeer
And the music they said blows, is on top and the cred grows
You're gonna have to open up the door for the bro with the Red Nose
[Chorus]
Thats real people act a different way with me
I feel that nobody wanna play with me
Thats ill cuz they treat me like a stain on they clothes
The industry and my foes
They treat me like I got a Red Nose Red Nose Red Nose
They put me down and and treat me like I got a Red Nose Red Nose Red Nose
Dont make me clown and have to go put on my Red Nose
Areola lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. 816 Boys)
[Big Krizz Kaliko]
She told me to hit it and split it and get up off her
(Ease back) just a little softer
I'm the one that be drivin them crazy, Out of their brains
So give me a peak of your areola out of your Hanes
Cause she got thighs on her, Look at the size on her
Big ol' shake like she need fries on her
Wanna see ya in ya boustia (Swoop ya)
See ya in a group and say, 'Hey!'
Areola, Stick 'em out
Don't know what I'm talkin 'bout
That circle around the skittle
In the middle you put in your mouth
But I love ya, baby (Hell naw!)
Titties, If they big or small
That's what I'm talkin 'bout
Now turn around and pull them out your bra
[Chorus]
Oooh (Areola!), Oooh (Areola!), Oooh (Areola!)
That shirt came off and showed a...
Oooh (Areola!), Oooh (Areola!), Oooh (Areola!)
That shirt came off, That bra came off that... Oooh
[Kutt Calhoun]
Seen her lookin prettier than Vogue
Tooken over by an unadulterated player
Way to get up in the middle
Till I pan up at them jugs
Now I'm thinkin about the little bitty circles
Decorated all around the nipple
With that badonk, It come with those tig ol' big o's
You see your firm breasticles
I got a big ol' buddy inside of my skimmies, You need
Just thought that I would let you know
So if you want to
I can give you what you need
Just as long as you let me
Suck and touch on those titties, baby
I think that I am in love
With what's with on these features
816, M-I-D-Dub
F-Y-I in the future
[Chorus]
Oooh (Areola!), Oooh (Areola!), Oooh (Areola!)
That shirt came off and showed a...
Oooh (Areola!), Oooh (Areola!), Oooh (Areola!)
That shirt came off, That bra came off that... Oooh
[Tech N9ne]
Baby girl, I wanna see with the top off
Take the Vickie shit off
You know it popped off her
Now I know she ready to get it knocked off
Kissed the areola and she said that It's gon' cost ya
I aint givin up the money, You know it
I'm a certified playa and I'm sumthin like a pimp
Ask ya mama,
She could tell ya that Tecca N9na's a bonafide layer
Get ya walkin with a limp
And you know it got tore owa-owa up
Tecca N9na hit and it swole owa-owa up
Never owa dove for the owa-owa butt
Owa Yo, Don't you know I'm a owa-owa nut?
I made a song about your areola
Go on and let ya bra fall right off ya shoulders
If you aint got no titties, baby
You better hold up
(What is an areola?)
[Makzilla]
It's the area around the nipple
Ya boy Makzilla made this official
Boy don't trip, Don't pull your pistol
Know what I'm sayin? Uh huh
(Huh?)
[Chorus]
Oooh (Areola!), Oooh (Areola!), Oooh (Areola!)
That shirt came off and showed a...
Oooh (Areola!), Oooh (Areola!), Oooh (Areola!)
That shirt came off, That bra came off that... Oooh
[Outro]
Yeah, 816 Boys
Grammy award winners
Come on, Come on
Go on, Pop out them areola's [8X]
She told me to hit it and split it and get up off her
(Ease back) just a little softer
I'm the one that be drivin them crazy, Out of their brains
So give me a peak of your areola out of your Hanes
Cause she got thighs on her, Look at the size on her
Big ol' shake like she need fries on her
Wanna see ya in ya boustia (Swoop ya)
See ya in a group and say, 'Hey!'
Areola, Stick 'em out
Don't know what I'm talkin 'bout
That circle around the skittle
In the middle you put in your mouth
But I love ya, baby (Hell naw!)
Titties, If they big or small
That's what I'm talkin 'bout
Now turn around and pull them out your bra
[Chorus]
Oooh (Areola!), Oooh (Areola!), Oooh (Areola!)
That shirt came off and showed a...
Oooh (Areola!), Oooh (Areola!), Oooh (Areola!)
That shirt came off, That bra came off that... Oooh
[Kutt Calhoun]
Seen her lookin prettier than Vogue
Tooken over by an unadulterated player
Way to get up in the middle
Till I pan up at them jugs
Now I'm thinkin about the little bitty circles
Decorated all around the nipple
With that badonk, It come with those tig ol' big o's
You see your firm breasticles
I got a big ol' buddy inside of my skimmies, You need
Just thought that I would let you know
So if you want to
I can give you what you need
Just as long as you let me
Suck and touch on those titties, baby
I think that I am in love
With what's with on these features
816, M-I-D-Dub
F-Y-I in the future
[Chorus]
Oooh (Areola!), Oooh (Areola!), Oooh (Areola!)
That shirt came off and showed a...
Oooh (Areola!), Oooh (Areola!), Oooh (Areola!)
That shirt came off, That bra came off that... Oooh
[Tech N9ne]
Baby girl, I wanna see with the top off
Take the Vickie shit off
You know it popped off her
Now I know she ready to get it knocked off
Kissed the areola and she said that It's gon' cost ya
I aint givin up the money, You know it
I'm a certified playa and I'm sumthin like a pimp
Ask ya mama,
She could tell ya that Tecca N9na's a bonafide layer
Get ya walkin with a limp
And you know it got tore owa-owa up
Tecca N9na hit and it swole owa-owa up
Never owa dove for the owa-owa butt
Owa Yo, Don't you know I'm a owa-owa nut?
I made a song about your areola
Go on and let ya bra fall right off ya shoulders
If you aint got no titties, baby
You better hold up
(What is an areola?)
[Makzilla]
It's the area around the nipple
Ya boy Makzilla made this official
Boy don't trip, Don't pull your pistol
Know what I'm sayin? Uh huh
(Huh?)
[Chorus]
Oooh (Areola!), Oooh (Areola!), Oooh (Areola!)
That shirt came off and showed a...
Oooh (Areola!), Oooh (Areola!), Oooh (Areola!)
That shirt came off, That bra came off that... Oooh
[Outro]
Yeah, 816 Boys
Grammy award winners
Come on, Come on
Go on, Pop out them areola's [8X]
Take It Off lyrics - Tech N9ne
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
And I aint tryna be no husband
I'm just tryin' to get your lovin'
Ain't no time for you to be stubborn
Aey!
And I ain't that kind that just be hoverin'
Over no blind bianc that's sufferin'
In the mind she got a lot of flusterin'
Listen I got this thang
I wanna do bang all over you
Strange what Imma do
I wanna put you in the lane that gets we pain
I really wanna put you in the car
get you at the house
?
? throw you on the couch
?
take it out
[Chorus x2: Tech N9ne]
Take it off
Here's my shirt baby
Let me take it off ya (Get if off)
Here's my skirt baby
Let me take it off ya (Take if off)
Put in work baby
I'm about ta off ya (Get if off)
Do me, do me
Give it to me and I got cha (Take if off)
[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
You lookin' like you really need somebody to come please ya buddy
Then come ?plead ya naughty?
Hey!
I'm tellin' you you need to seize my Johnny
It won't tease ya nanny
Escuse me so irisy
I'm diggin' ya yes I wanna get in ya dress
The N9ne lickin' ya breast then I'm fixin' ta
Hit it to the people that thinkin' I had a cook out
If you got a pretty punani its gettin took out
Take it to the crib then I rip ya off
A good guy with the jugular so baby look out
OH
I'm lookin for a ho e-o-e-o
If she wanna know me low she go
Baby gotta blow me slowly though
Hit it real slow for a minute then stepped up the pump
Hit it from the back and I pepped up the rump
But I beat it of a nigga that messed up the cunt
So I ain't gonna smell it if that's what you want
How many really wanna know about Tech
Gotta give a women that psycho sex
If she got a best friend we all are sexin' if she first then I go next
Here I come baby to break it off
When I'm done they gotta tape it off
Never defeated the better lover the heated
If Imma give her the business then Imma tell the baby
[Chorus x2: Tech N9ne]
Take it off
Here's my shirt baby
Let me take it off ya (Get if off)
Here's my skirt baby
Let me take it off ya (Take if off)
Put in work baby
I'm about ta off ya (Get if off)
Do me, do me
Give it to me and I got cha (Take if off)
And I aint tryna be no husband
I'm just tryin' to get your lovin'
Ain't no time for you to be stubborn
Aey!
And I ain't that kind that just be hoverin'
Over no blind bianc that's sufferin'
In the mind she got a lot of flusterin'
Listen I got this thang
I wanna do bang all over you
Strange what Imma do
I wanna put you in the lane that gets we pain
I really wanna put you in the car
get you at the house
?
? throw you on the couch
?
take it out
[Chorus x2: Tech N9ne]
Take it off
Here's my shirt baby
Let me take it off ya (Get if off)
Here's my skirt baby
Let me take it off ya (Take if off)
Put in work baby
I'm about ta off ya (Get if off)
Do me, do me
Give it to me and I got cha (Take if off)
[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
You lookin' like you really need somebody to come please ya buddy
Then come ?plead ya naughty?
Hey!
I'm tellin' you you need to seize my Johnny
It won't tease ya nanny
Escuse me so irisy
I'm diggin' ya yes I wanna get in ya dress
The N9ne lickin' ya breast then I'm fixin' ta
Hit it to the people that thinkin' I had a cook out
If you got a pretty punani its gettin took out
Take it to the crib then I rip ya off
A good guy with the jugular so baby look out
OH
I'm lookin for a ho e-o-e-o
If she wanna know me low she go
Baby gotta blow me slowly though
Hit it real slow for a minute then stepped up the pump
Hit it from the back and I pepped up the rump
But I beat it of a nigga that messed up the cunt
So I ain't gonna smell it if that's what you want
How many really wanna know about Tech
Gotta give a women that psycho sex
If she got a best friend we all are sexin' if she first then I go next
Here I come baby to break it off
When I'm done they gotta tape it off
Never defeated the better lover the heated
If Imma give her the business then Imma tell the baby
[Chorus x2: Tech N9ne]
Take it off
Here's my shirt baby
Let me take it off ya (Get if off)
Here's my skirt baby
Let me take it off ya (Take if off)
Put in work baby
I'm about ta off ya (Get if off)
Do me, do me
Give it to me and I got cha (Take if off)
Like Yeah lyrics - Tech N9ne
Hey
It's time to get into some sin
You been listenin to giberish hits in the interim
Them are done cause hear me come
To make you stand up, stand tough, hands up, damn ya
If you don't get it get rid of it, trip if you diggin it
I guess I got more than my balls and my word
I got broads in a herd chasin this and all on my nerves
They have the illness
They feel this - realness -- chill bitch
I got the bed that's too crowded for you to come get in it
I spit that tech sheizter off to y'all
It's crazy even Michael Jackson said it's off the wall
I brought the sickness -- big techs -- live less -- midwest
I be the best don't forget it nobody can get wit it
So when you see me in the spot, bow down trick
I eat, drink, sleep, dress, look and sound rich
So jump up, they pumped up, crunked up -- everyone must
Stop wit the jealousy wit me the hatas be rivvited
(K.I.L.L) E to the r uh dot (bang!) just ain't fair, that when I pop up the spot be like YEAH!
[CHORUS]
Killer killer -- it's the gorilla - an if they feel ya -- they screamin like
yeah yeah yeah
like yeah yeah yeah
Mr Mr "quick to get wit'cha"
chick if she get the whip for this
she be like
yeah yeah yeah
like yeah yeah yeah
I'm back with the heat - and yes Young Fire produced it
With true spit, I get lots of relish with strange music
My crews thick - juice click - n' guess who's wit - two chicks
In my lou of caribou sift
Super do less
Everybody in the party will lose it
Vodka and Mt. Dew is the new shit
Thanks to Icey Rock and Demonica
We honor Ya
And I got so much money sometimes it feels like I'm wearin a Yamika (a Yamika)
You can not monitor my money I monetarily astonish ya
So what's all the bad comments and all the drama for
I can produce a picture
Stop with the truths that hit ya
I'm at the top but -- I be poppin and shootin wit ya
Tip of my shoulder now
Mr. Nice Guy is over wow
To a ritzy and older style
From ditzy and gomer pow
Look at my checks swell
Chicks with wet tails
Ready to Rock it
In my pocket - got the Trojan magnum XL's
(K.I.L.L) E to the R uh dot (bang!) just ain't fair, that when I pop up the spot be like YEAH!
[CHORUS]
Tech N9ne, Yeahh..
I think the really mean
Yeah, Yeah this is Kansas City mang
The Industry's still punks
That's why they real slump
But when we indie's drop all our records we will dump
Havin a good time to stackin it with Travis we laid back
Doin about a hundred and fifty with slaps and a made back
Hatahs of course you dought, that I'm makin a warped amount
I got ozone, murdah dogs, double XL and (surfer cals?)
What's all the fuss about?
Killer in and remorse out
Fuck Barcelrama
You heard that from the horse's mouth
It ain't coming from RBC
It ain't coming from Fantana
It's comin from Strange Music
Dan Tana an a com mana
I say this in Beratone
We come mix it all cheddah
Honey you in yo dreams
You ain't gonna go screamin in falsetto
MTV clipped me birthday bash show
I got fans like Kat Castro that will boost my cash flow
MTV, completely we sick of it
Won't give a bit
To see in my eyes, the blood in my ligaments
You can see that Tech-a-nina don't give a shit
(K.I.L.L) E to the R uh dot (bang!) just ain't fair, that when I pop up the spot be like YEAH!
[CHORUS]
It's time to get into some sin
You been listenin to giberish hits in the interim
Them are done cause hear me come
To make you stand up, stand tough, hands up, damn ya
If you don't get it get rid of it, trip if you diggin it
I guess I got more than my balls and my word
I got broads in a herd chasin this and all on my nerves
They have the illness
They feel this - realness -- chill bitch
I got the bed that's too crowded for you to come get in it
I spit that tech sheizter off to y'all
It's crazy even Michael Jackson said it's off the wall
I brought the sickness -- big techs -- live less -- midwest
I be the best don't forget it nobody can get wit it
So when you see me in the spot, bow down trick
I eat, drink, sleep, dress, look and sound rich
So jump up, they pumped up, crunked up -- everyone must
Stop wit the jealousy wit me the hatas be rivvited
(K.I.L.L) E to the r uh dot (bang!) just ain't fair, that when I pop up the spot be like YEAH!
[CHORUS]
Killer killer -- it's the gorilla - an if they feel ya -- they screamin like
yeah yeah yeah
like yeah yeah yeah
Mr Mr "quick to get wit'cha"
chick if she get the whip for this
she be like
yeah yeah yeah
like yeah yeah yeah
I'm back with the heat - and yes Young Fire produced it
With true spit, I get lots of relish with strange music
My crews thick - juice click - n' guess who's wit - two chicks
In my lou of caribou sift
Super do less
Everybody in the party will lose it
Vodka and Mt. Dew is the new shit
Thanks to Icey Rock and Demonica
We honor Ya
And I got so much money sometimes it feels like I'm wearin a Yamika (a Yamika)
You can not monitor my money I monetarily astonish ya
So what's all the bad comments and all the drama for
I can produce a picture
Stop with the truths that hit ya
I'm at the top but -- I be poppin and shootin wit ya
Tip of my shoulder now
Mr. Nice Guy is over wow
To a ritzy and older style
From ditzy and gomer pow
Look at my checks swell
Chicks with wet tails
Ready to Rock it
In my pocket - got the Trojan magnum XL's
(K.I.L.L) E to the R uh dot (bang!) just ain't fair, that when I pop up the spot be like YEAH!
[CHORUS]
Tech N9ne, Yeahh..
I think the really mean
Yeah, Yeah this is Kansas City mang
The Industry's still punks
That's why they real slump
But when we indie's drop all our records we will dump
Havin a good time to stackin it with Travis we laid back
Doin about a hundred and fifty with slaps and a made back
Hatahs of course you dought, that I'm makin a warped amount
I got ozone, murdah dogs, double XL and (surfer cals?)
What's all the fuss about?
Killer in and remorse out
Fuck Barcelrama
You heard that from the horse's mouth
It ain't coming from RBC
It ain't coming from Fantana
It's comin from Strange Music
Dan Tana an a com mana
I say this in Beratone
We come mix it all cheddah
Honey you in yo dreams
You ain't gonna go screamin in falsetto
MTV clipped me birthday bash show
I got fans like Kat Castro that will boost my cash flow
MTV, completely we sick of it
Won't give a bit
To see in my eyes, the blood in my ligaments
You can see that Tech-a-nina don't give a shit
(K.I.L.L) E to the R uh dot (bang!) just ain't fair, that when I pop up the spot be like YEAH!
[CHORUS]
Wheaties lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Krizz Kaliko, Shawnna)
[Tech N9ne]
My energy's pumping, it's finna be something to see
Cause when I be drunk then it's sin to be humping with me
If women be crunk and authentic, we jump in the B
In a minute, we bump into the finish, T punching the V
Like a prize fighter, eyes light up
When I glide by the thighs
Try the size, why the cries?
Cause I be the pied piper
Wide or tighter
I'm like a pie-diver, prize swiper
Rider all night to the hide hiker
I been away for a long while
Sick of just being your phone-pal
You might be needing your long towels
When I get to you, it's on now, wow!
Better gas up when you with the king kong, gal
Get it, pivot, women digg it, lick it, then I hit it
Girl, that's my grown style
I'm really gonna be living in what you're giving
I'm gonna lower you like I'm Peppy Le Peau
Give me the goodies, I wanna know if you wanna get on top of me
No, I gotta be when I'm stepping to you
Give it away to Nina, repeat it, I feel it up when I beat it
You never want me to leave, but you gotta please me thorough
If you wanna piece of a gorilla, you want it with Tecca Nina
Better eat your Wheaties, girl!
[Krizz Kaliko]
Baby, I hope you ate your Wheaties
When you see me
It won't be easy, yeah
Hope your intention ain't to tease me
You wanna please me
Better eat your wheaties, girl
[Shawnna]
I know you want me baby
Do I make you horny baby?
I can tell by your eyes, you want me to ride you like a horsey, baby
Better back up off me, baby
Oh, you're not the type to be scarred
If you feel this, we can do it real big
Maybe you can meet me in the back of the G4
We can do it in the 'Lac on the D-low
We can do it on the track for the people
Seen you looking at the ass, we do it for the cash
I throw it like craps at a C-no
Never had one like me shorty,
When I'm done wanna wife me, shorty
Maybe thinking that she's like me
But you see, it's just unlikely, shorty
When I get him, I'm gonna get in the rhythm
And have him feeling like he never ever felt before
Get up in him and I fill him with venom
And have him chillin' and drilling me from the night to the morn'
Baby, you gotta be taking over me, part of me, pardon me
After he got me in the zone
Love it when he call me on the phone
He never been in love so much, but see the body in a thong
He like to put the nookie in his face
And everytime I get out of line, he like to put me in my place
He put me in the A, or should I say the 745
Gotta .45 chillin' in the safe
So what you wanna say? your boy wanna see me
Trying to meet me cause I'm on TV
Better believe I want you, and I finna come through cause I ate my Wheaties
[Krizz Kaliko]
Baby, I hope you ate your Wheaties
When you see me
It won't be easy, yeah
Hope your intention ain't to tease me
You wanna please me
Better eat your wheaties, girl
[Tech N9ne]
Since I gotta super label, and
I got a big amount to pay the hand
So can a nigga get a table dance?
You looking hotter than Zatarains and I'm thinking of getting laid again
I don't give a damn about who that belong to
Don't keep the Nina waiting any longer
Want to be the lucky one to get up on you
C'mon, shake your booty, baby, do that conga!
You don't wanna miss it, cause I'm gonna hit it, terrific and I be so
Rugged, ya love it I'm, cock diesel,
Me so, horny but don't be thinking I'm evil
Please your body, cause baby it's squisito
Don't get it twisted when you get with a nice cat
Give me what you want, cause they know when you like that
But get up in the sack, you won't be able to fight that
Brace on your neck and in your panties, an ice pack
Eat them Wheaties and really you can get power
Come in and get at you every motherfucking hour
Give you a lot of it then we get up in the shower
Then hit Roscoe's on Sunset and (Gower)?
I'm gonna leave for a minute but I'm gonna be back
You can videotape it, can't nobody see that
Eat your Wheaties, cause everyday ya need that
So if you looking to see me, you better eat that
[Krizz Kaliko]
(??) did it, just so you know
Ain't no prison in the system that can hold a bro, no
And I'm gonna hit, like I told you so
Don't be actin' like you forgot it, you're supposed to know, yo
Baby, I hope you ate your Wheaties
When you see me
It won't be easy, yeah
Hope your intention ain't to tease me
You wanna please me
Better eat your wheaties, girl
My energy's pumping, it's finna be something to see
Cause when I be drunk then it's sin to be humping with me
If women be crunk and authentic, we jump in the B
In a minute, we bump into the finish, T punching the V
Like a prize fighter, eyes light up
When I glide by the thighs
Try the size, why the cries?
Cause I be the pied piper
Wide or tighter
I'm like a pie-diver, prize swiper
Rider all night to the hide hiker
I been away for a long while
Sick of just being your phone-pal
You might be needing your long towels
When I get to you, it's on now, wow!
Better gas up when you with the king kong, gal
Get it, pivot, women digg it, lick it, then I hit it
Girl, that's my grown style
I'm really gonna be living in what you're giving
I'm gonna lower you like I'm Peppy Le Peau
Give me the goodies, I wanna know if you wanna get on top of me
No, I gotta be when I'm stepping to you
Give it away to Nina, repeat it, I feel it up when I beat it
You never want me to leave, but you gotta please me thorough
If you wanna piece of a gorilla, you want it with Tecca Nina
Better eat your Wheaties, girl!
[Krizz Kaliko]
Baby, I hope you ate your Wheaties
When you see me
It won't be easy, yeah
Hope your intention ain't to tease me
You wanna please me
Better eat your wheaties, girl
[Shawnna]
I know you want me baby
Do I make you horny baby?
I can tell by your eyes, you want me to ride you like a horsey, baby
Better back up off me, baby
Oh, you're not the type to be scarred
If you feel this, we can do it real big
Maybe you can meet me in the back of the G4
We can do it in the 'Lac on the D-low
We can do it on the track for the people
Seen you looking at the ass, we do it for the cash
I throw it like craps at a C-no
Never had one like me shorty,
When I'm done wanna wife me, shorty
Maybe thinking that she's like me
But you see, it's just unlikely, shorty
When I get him, I'm gonna get in the rhythm
And have him feeling like he never ever felt before
Get up in him and I fill him with venom
And have him chillin' and drilling me from the night to the morn'
Baby, you gotta be taking over me, part of me, pardon me
After he got me in the zone
Love it when he call me on the phone
He never been in love so much, but see the body in a thong
He like to put the nookie in his face
And everytime I get out of line, he like to put me in my place
He put me in the A, or should I say the 745
Gotta .45 chillin' in the safe
So what you wanna say? your boy wanna see me
Trying to meet me cause I'm on TV
Better believe I want you, and I finna come through cause I ate my Wheaties
[Krizz Kaliko]
Baby, I hope you ate your Wheaties
When you see me
It won't be easy, yeah
Hope your intention ain't to tease me
You wanna please me
Better eat your wheaties, girl
[Tech N9ne]
Since I gotta super label, and
I got a big amount to pay the hand
So can a nigga get a table dance?
You looking hotter than Zatarains and I'm thinking of getting laid again
I don't give a damn about who that belong to
Don't keep the Nina waiting any longer
Want to be the lucky one to get up on you
C'mon, shake your booty, baby, do that conga!
You don't wanna miss it, cause I'm gonna hit it, terrific and I be so
Rugged, ya love it I'm, cock diesel,
Me so, horny but don't be thinking I'm evil
Please your body, cause baby it's squisito
Don't get it twisted when you get with a nice cat
Give me what you want, cause they know when you like that
But get up in the sack, you won't be able to fight that
Brace on your neck and in your panties, an ice pack
Eat them Wheaties and really you can get power
Come in and get at you every motherfucking hour
Give you a lot of it then we get up in the shower
Then hit Roscoe's on Sunset and (Gower)?
I'm gonna leave for a minute but I'm gonna be back
You can videotape it, can't nobody see that
Eat your Wheaties, cause everyday ya need that
So if you looking to see me, you better eat that
[Krizz Kaliko]
(??) did it, just so you know
Ain't no prison in the system that can hold a bro, no
And I'm gonna hit, like I told you so
Don't be actin' like you forgot it, you're supposed to know, yo
Baby, I hope you ate your Wheaties
When you see me
It won't be easy, yeah
Hope your intention ain't to tease me
You wanna please me
Better eat your wheaties, girl
Everybody Move lyrics - Tech N9ne
Tecca Nina's drunk as hell at three in the morning
When ya snoring
I just hit the after spot without a
(Warning)
[Verse 1]
Pop it off, top it off
If you trippin knock it off
Stop it no scrobs in this spot
Just biancs and it's hot as Molotovs
Girl let's get that poppin off
I don't wanna hear that it's gotta cough
How does it feel or you to be with the real
Of the heels that's smack right-side a boss
I'm mixin my liquor, belligerent stripper
Spill different mixer, on my favorite kickers
No more wishin to grip her, shes unzippin my zipper
Not itchin to kiss her, but I'm fixin to twist her
When they flaunt it I move on it
Daggonnit now who want it
Drink a lot of 151 I'ma get it done it's really fun when I be killin my opponent
[Bridge]
Dont be so damn cool, act a fool
lets go koo koo jump get loose when in the party everybody move, move
[Chorus]
Dont be cool everybody move
Dont be cool everybody move
Dont be cool everybody move
Everybody move, everybody move [x2]
Hey oh hey (move) hey everybody move it
If you ain't come to party tell me what you doin
We come to kick it you should be kickin' it too it
do it do it everybody move it
Dont be so damn cool, act a fool
lets go koo koo jump get loose when in the party everybody move, move
[Verse 2]
Check it out I'm fearless
N9ne's a sniper never bit off a rapper
If I'm near death
I'm a fighter better spit off the clapper
And I like weird sex
I'm the piper women trip off the whacker
Lookin for the beer fest
Time to scheize or get off the crapper
And I move on a lady give her what she deserve
Tryna win her dinner
Whole lotta bump in the night man a lot to be heard
I'ma bend her spinner
Drunk enough to lie to the bianc sayin that I'll be hers
Then I'm in her send her
Then I get a yuck, suck it up baby I'm a free bird
Like Lynyrd Skynyrd
All around the globe (yeah), gotta get the dough (yeah)
When I do it movin I'm lookin out for the hos
Alaska, Arkland, Denmark shows
Gotta have a chick on the road because everybody knows
I'm a naughty naughty naughty, boy boy boy
When I'm in aussie aussie aussie, oy oy oy
Muevete
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
It's posed to be over
But I know the pre-moter
So he pose the reloader
Cause I'm sotally tober
Now I close in on his bimbo cause he froze when he chose her
Swept this ho right off them ten toes cause he old and he ogre
Get a move on get right up in it cause it'll never get better when your sittin by the minute
Consider movin a mountain never stop and never limit
Some to the finishin when this competition I'm diminishin it
Everybody move to this, get drunk hella booze to this
Ini, mini, miney, mo time for you to choose a chick
Take her home beat it up like a fuselage
I flow like I'm wa-wa
God like Allah ya da da
Him who holla him better
Muah ha him full of shitaka
[Chorus]
I was in the hotel room in the bed with this one chick then another finer chick walked in so
I told the chick right next to me to MOVE.
When ya snoring
I just hit the after spot without a
(Warning)
[Verse 1]
Pop it off, top it off
If you trippin knock it off
Stop it no scrobs in this spot
Just biancs and it's hot as Molotovs
Girl let's get that poppin off
I don't wanna hear that it's gotta cough
How does it feel or you to be with the real
Of the heels that's smack right-side a boss
I'm mixin my liquor, belligerent stripper
Spill different mixer, on my favorite kickers
No more wishin to grip her, shes unzippin my zipper
Not itchin to kiss her, but I'm fixin to twist her
When they flaunt it I move on it
Daggonnit now who want it
Drink a lot of 151 I'ma get it done it's really fun when I be killin my opponent
[Bridge]
Dont be so damn cool, act a fool
lets go koo koo jump get loose when in the party everybody move, move
[Chorus]
Dont be cool everybody move
Dont be cool everybody move
Dont be cool everybody move
Everybody move, everybody move [x2]
Hey oh hey (move) hey everybody move it
If you ain't come to party tell me what you doin
We come to kick it you should be kickin' it too it
do it do it everybody move it
Dont be so damn cool, act a fool
lets go koo koo jump get loose when in the party everybody move, move
[Verse 2]
Check it out I'm fearless
N9ne's a sniper never bit off a rapper
If I'm near death
I'm a fighter better spit off the clapper
And I like weird sex
I'm the piper women trip off the whacker
Lookin for the beer fest
Time to scheize or get off the crapper
And I move on a lady give her what she deserve
Tryna win her dinner
Whole lotta bump in the night man a lot to be heard
I'ma bend her spinner
Drunk enough to lie to the bianc sayin that I'll be hers
Then I'm in her send her
Then I get a yuck, suck it up baby I'm a free bird
Like Lynyrd Skynyrd
All around the globe (yeah), gotta get the dough (yeah)
When I do it movin I'm lookin out for the hos
Alaska, Arkland, Denmark shows
Gotta have a chick on the road because everybody knows
I'm a naughty naughty naughty, boy boy boy
When I'm in aussie aussie aussie, oy oy oy
Muevete
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
It's posed to be over
But I know the pre-moter
So he pose the reloader
Cause I'm sotally tober
Now I close in on his bimbo cause he froze when he chose her
Swept this ho right off them ten toes cause he old and he ogre
Get a move on get right up in it cause it'll never get better when your sittin by the minute
Consider movin a mountain never stop and never limit
Some to the finishin when this competition I'm diminishin it
Everybody move to this, get drunk hella booze to this
Ini, mini, miney, mo time for you to choose a chick
Take her home beat it up like a fuselage
I flow like I'm wa-wa
God like Allah ya da da
Him who holla him better
Muah ha him full of shitaka
[Chorus]
I was in the hotel room in the bed with this one chick then another finer chick walked in so
I told the chick right next to me to MOVE.
Get The Fuck Outta Here lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Paul Wall, The Popper)
Get the fuck outta here (Nine)
Get the fuck outta here (Popper)
Get the fuck outta here (Wall)
Get the fuck outta here (Yeah)
[Tech N9ne - Verse 1]
I'ma spitter,
You other cats beyond litter
Thats probly why you jus penny pushin and
im bigger, so you hate on me cuz you like paper and im gritter,
wit 2 biancas up on my arms like John Ritter,
My goodness is they talking shit again?
When I been player on the day I became a U.S. citizen, haters keep witishin,
i'ma take a lost but im finishin,
Killer but skriller jus like Percy Miller no limits then.
I aim for digits,100 percent of my people came to get it, he used to be bigger but then became
a midgit, tookin out the game livin lame and liviage, so we gotta hate on the next man cuz he
aint got the money, we left him at the bottom now he's a x-tech fan, get the fuck outta my face
im willin it's not a mistake you gotta be hot like me sittin here watchin me expand.
You take falls I take her and take drawls, they give you the wait stall, they give me the mate
call (ooooh baby), you yay tall, loves is me but hates yall,
thats why ima take all, with pop in the greatwall.
[Chorus]
If fraud is what ya sellin
Get the fuck outta here
when they lie you got to tell them
Get the fuck outta here
If they steppin up to me wrong
Get the fuck outta here
You aint got to go home
But get the fuck outta here
Tellem what to do (what) [X3]
Get the fuck outta here
Tellem what to do (what) [X3]
Get the fuck outta here
Tellem what to do (what) [X3]
Get the fuck outta here
Tellem what to do (what) [X3]
Get the fuck outta here
[Popper - Verse 2]
I stay in the zone like 28's in a baggie, a veterin stands here rookie niggaz adies (yes sir)
Grab these shove your middle fingers in the sky,
tell it like it is when I rap so yeah I identify, start from the ground foumulated enterprise,
Get outta here before you get punished and pentlize
I been advized to stay in dis lane hommie, I swear when I rap I say its not a thang for me,
im icy im shinin although I aint got no chain on me, even when im inside of dis booth I keep my
thang on me, and when it rains on me I dont complain hommie, eleminate the probs so I don have
to strain hommie I talks a bunch of shit the haters wanna flame throw me, rappers aint got the
balls or the God the place they aims on me,
Get the fuck outta here tellem waul told ya,
Its a done deal to everyone of you soft soulja's.
[Chorus]
[Paul Wall - Verse 3]
I do this for my partners standin out there on da block,
And I do this for them haters on da
side line that not dispite what dey be sayin I jus cant seem to stop gettin dis guap I got
alot partner im almost to the top, I gotta a and cop a new watch a fresh grillz and new
clothes, im tryina comeback candy load sideways on fo's I gotta get that bread and trow money
over these ho's, cuz my friends be tellin these ho's harsh words leaves to blows, they mad at me
cuz im da shit while they jus shittin, and I get up off my ass whle they jus sittin they upset
cuz im getting bread while jus layin in bed even though I started at the bottom ima 100 miles
ahead they still be talkin bad on me tryin to scandle my name cuz im the main man but they
washed up down the drain they hate cuz they hate but please dont make no mistake yeah they not
me they cant stop me cuz im paul waul the great baby.
[Chorus]
Get the fuck outta here (Popper)
Get the fuck outta here (Wall)
Get the fuck outta here (Yeah)
[Tech N9ne - Verse 1]
I'ma spitter,
You other cats beyond litter
Thats probly why you jus penny pushin and
im bigger, so you hate on me cuz you like paper and im gritter,
wit 2 biancas up on my arms like John Ritter,
My goodness is they talking shit again?
When I been player on the day I became a U.S. citizen, haters keep witishin,
i'ma take a lost but im finishin,
Killer but skriller jus like Percy Miller no limits then.
I aim for digits,100 percent of my people came to get it, he used to be bigger but then became
a midgit, tookin out the game livin lame and liviage, so we gotta hate on the next man cuz he
aint got the money, we left him at the bottom now he's a x-tech fan, get the fuck outta my face
im willin it's not a mistake you gotta be hot like me sittin here watchin me expand.
You take falls I take her and take drawls, they give you the wait stall, they give me the mate
call (ooooh baby), you yay tall, loves is me but hates yall,
thats why ima take all, with pop in the greatwall.
[Chorus]
If fraud is what ya sellin
Get the fuck outta here
when they lie you got to tell them
Get the fuck outta here
If they steppin up to me wrong
Get the fuck outta here
You aint got to go home
But get the fuck outta here
Tellem what to do (what) [X3]
Get the fuck outta here
Tellem what to do (what) [X3]
Get the fuck outta here
Tellem what to do (what) [X3]
Get the fuck outta here
Tellem what to do (what) [X3]
Get the fuck outta here
[Popper - Verse 2]
I stay in the zone like 28's in a baggie, a veterin stands here rookie niggaz adies (yes sir)
Grab these shove your middle fingers in the sky,
tell it like it is when I rap so yeah I identify, start from the ground foumulated enterprise,
Get outta here before you get punished and pentlize
I been advized to stay in dis lane hommie, I swear when I rap I say its not a thang for me,
im icy im shinin although I aint got no chain on me, even when im inside of dis booth I keep my
thang on me, and when it rains on me I dont complain hommie, eleminate the probs so I don have
to strain hommie I talks a bunch of shit the haters wanna flame throw me, rappers aint got the
balls or the God the place they aims on me,
Get the fuck outta here tellem waul told ya,
Its a done deal to everyone of you soft soulja's.
[Chorus]
[Paul Wall - Verse 3]
I do this for my partners standin out there on da block,
And I do this for them haters on da
side line that not dispite what dey be sayin I jus cant seem to stop gettin dis guap I got
alot partner im almost to the top, I gotta a and cop a new watch a fresh grillz and new
clothes, im tryina comeback candy load sideways on fo's I gotta get that bread and trow money
over these ho's, cuz my friends be tellin these ho's harsh words leaves to blows, they mad at me
cuz im da shit while they jus shittin, and I get up off my ass whle they jus sittin they upset
cuz im getting bread while jus layin in bed even though I started at the bottom ima 100 miles
ahead they still be talkin bad on me tryin to scandle my name cuz im the main man but they
washed up down the drain they hate cuz they hate but please dont make no mistake yeah they not
me they cant stop me cuz im paul waul the great baby.
[Chorus]
The Waitress lyrics - Tech N9ne
(Hi, may I take your order?)
Dwamn!
Hey, that's all I'ma say right now
I'm at a loss for words, girl, you, girl, gon' take that bow
You lookin... boy, my lady would hate this
If she knew that I was out with her but I'm trippin off the waitress
[VERSE 1]
Woo shit! Who's this? Baby, why you do this?
I'm sittin here with another female and it's 'posed to be exclusive
Beauty, fully loaded booty hips and thighs
I want a raspberry lemonade, baby, and whatever yo name is on the side
You speak unique, beautiful teeth I just peeped
It's makin me weak to the point I can't even eat
Cause you give me butterflies, them butter thighs need to be publicized
A wonderful face and waist that's great and there's no mistake that I love the eyes
Never like them other guys, cause when I want it I'm on it
The way I'm watchin you feel uncomfortable, don't it?
But I'm thinkin you should be in movies and this you need to quit
Then suddenly under my table I got a kick
[HOOK]
I'm with my girlie but I'm lookin at the waitress
I'm at a business meeting trippin off the waitress
Can't think of eatin, man, my girl will really hate this
I'm sittin here with her but starin at the waitress
And I like the way the waitress (work that, work that)
Come get your money, girl, and (work that, work that)
I really like the way you (work that, work that)
Can I get you on the floor? (Work that, work that)
The waitress got it goin on
[VERSE 2]
Take my order anytime, I come here many times
A week so she can give me mine, baby girl is plenty fine
Business meeting, capital grin, was sippin when she caught my eye
When she came over to us I said, "Can I get yo number on the fly?"
Smell like no other, look like she strip undercover
Wish I could follow her home and just say thank you to her mother
Another interested brother who'd love to become your lover
Burn rubber to the spot to tell my dogs how much I dug ya
Outta here but I'm not gonna leave this place without gettin in yo face
I'm not a disgrace so I gotta see how you taste
And I move at a puma's pace
So baby please if you find the time to get up out the weeds
I wanna make you my squeeze cause these other chicks you supercede
I call her waitress and homie, I call him server
The waiter's a bloody murder, I never wanna hear no murmur no further
Cause she's bliss, I'm tryin to get in yo knicks
I want you so my order you can 86
[HOOK]
[VERSE 3]
And don't be tippin her below 20 percent
She need plenty for rent, leave her with pennies, then see her vent
To get money's her purpose, you don't tip, go get burgers
Believe her's is for TIPS meaning Tuition Ensuring Prompt Service
I'm nervous cause I'm gawkin mom's curvage
I'm beyond flirtish, us hookin up we both concert it
Where you get that smell from? She would never tell one
But she told me this, she say me she liked me cause I'm well done
Now your girl lookin real, real stanky, ain't she?
Cause she know you lookin at the waitress thinkin hanky-panky
Her attitude is wonderful, even got the strength to thank me
Even though she a single parent breakin her back but ain't so cranky
I had to make her my girl, now she gon' eat with me
Southern booty, mane, I truly never need to flee
I'm stayin focused, the waitress got me posted
But dwamn, look at that booty on the hostess...
[HOOK]
Dwamn!
Hey, that's all I'ma say right now
I'm at a loss for words, girl, you, girl, gon' take that bow
You lookin... boy, my lady would hate this
If she knew that I was out with her but I'm trippin off the waitress
[VERSE 1]
Woo shit! Who's this? Baby, why you do this?
I'm sittin here with another female and it's 'posed to be exclusive
Beauty, fully loaded booty hips and thighs
I want a raspberry lemonade, baby, and whatever yo name is on the side
You speak unique, beautiful teeth I just peeped
It's makin me weak to the point I can't even eat
Cause you give me butterflies, them butter thighs need to be publicized
A wonderful face and waist that's great and there's no mistake that I love the eyes
Never like them other guys, cause when I want it I'm on it
The way I'm watchin you feel uncomfortable, don't it?
But I'm thinkin you should be in movies and this you need to quit
Then suddenly under my table I got a kick
[HOOK]
I'm with my girlie but I'm lookin at the waitress
I'm at a business meeting trippin off the waitress
Can't think of eatin, man, my girl will really hate this
I'm sittin here with her but starin at the waitress
And I like the way the waitress (work that, work that)
Come get your money, girl, and (work that, work that)
I really like the way you (work that, work that)
Can I get you on the floor? (Work that, work that)
The waitress got it goin on
[VERSE 2]
Take my order anytime, I come here many times
A week so she can give me mine, baby girl is plenty fine
Business meeting, capital grin, was sippin when she caught my eye
When she came over to us I said, "Can I get yo number on the fly?"
Smell like no other, look like she strip undercover
Wish I could follow her home and just say thank you to her mother
Another interested brother who'd love to become your lover
Burn rubber to the spot to tell my dogs how much I dug ya
Outta here but I'm not gonna leave this place without gettin in yo face
I'm not a disgrace so I gotta see how you taste
And I move at a puma's pace
So baby please if you find the time to get up out the weeds
I wanna make you my squeeze cause these other chicks you supercede
I call her waitress and homie, I call him server
The waiter's a bloody murder, I never wanna hear no murmur no further
Cause she's bliss, I'm tryin to get in yo knicks
I want you so my order you can 86
[HOOK]
[VERSE 3]
And don't be tippin her below 20 percent
She need plenty for rent, leave her with pennies, then see her vent
To get money's her purpose, you don't tip, go get burgers
Believe her's is for TIPS meaning Tuition Ensuring Prompt Service
I'm nervous cause I'm gawkin mom's curvage
I'm beyond flirtish, us hookin up we both concert it
Where you get that smell from? She would never tell one
But she told me this, she say me she liked me cause I'm well done
Now your girl lookin real, real stanky, ain't she?
Cause she know you lookin at the waitress thinkin hanky-panky
Her attitude is wonderful, even got the strength to thank me
Even though she a single parent breakin her back but ain't so cranky
I had to make her my girl, now she gon' eat with me
Southern booty, mane, I truly never need to flee
I'm stayin focused, the waitress got me posted
But dwamn, look at that booty on the hostess...
[HOOK]
Crybaby lyrics - Tech N9ne
I was born in 71' in Kansas City, MO
my momma was a heavenly one, so the fam was pretty slow
when it came to rap and R&B and plenty more
check it, if it wasn't on gospel or apostle
or written in the Bible, then it go
So when they tell the baby don't do something then I end up doing it anyway
like, don't listen to rap, it's the evil music of today
but, I really fell in love with the sound that was coming out form the East Coast
So we got it and twisted it up a bit, now the industry's having a heatstroke
Some say that rap is dead, but when I get the white, black, and red
and jump on the tour bus through 58 shows, then I'm back with a big black sack of bread
Can't believe that that was said, cause Im here with a stack of fed
and I got it from rap/hip-hop or whatever and I did not have to beg
So, here I stand, the mic in hand with my rap attire
and I like my fans spending grands cause we got the fire
our merchandise, like 5 G's every half an hour
and you cry like a baby so your mic must be your pacifier
When I read the magazine, them rapper's sounding like
WAH WAH WAH (Crybaby)
When I see them on the TV, them rapper's sounding like
WAH WAH WAH (Whatcha crying bout?)
[x2]
If it's negative, I don't wanna hear it
eliminating player haters with their evil spirits
I hear em talkin, they mad at Smurf and Souljah Boy
They hating big in the magazine, and dont even know the boys
I know the ploy, washed up rappers wanna attack people
Run up to the car, pull out the mac lethal
Man thats a problem with the black people now
What ya need to know is that, in the world theres a lot of dough to stack
And the ones that wanna hold us back aint been outside they cul-de-sac
Every nigga I know is strapped, rip shows that'll blow ya back
But notice that, I can put it right down to where the shoulders at
Hating on the south? Why? Trippin off them chips they got
You don't like that it's screwed and chopped
but you wanna get off in they pot
Wanna be MC you talk a lot, up in the spot and you hot
Cause they 84's be poking out
What the hell is you cryin bout?
Everybody wanna be killa but not for reala
bout the method of making money you gotta get the milla
by doin it like I do it do the work and believe in it
when you do it to the fullest aint no problem achieving it
When I was broke, homie I went for mills
Got on the mic with the intent to kill
Stronger than ever, and you a gimp for real
I drink caribou lou, and you drink enfamil CHUMP
When I read the magazine, them rapper's sounding like
WAH WAH WAH (Crybaby)
When I see them on the TV, them rapper's sounding like
WAH WAH WAH (Whatcha crying bout?)
[x2]
You should be clapping when folk make it up outta the ghetto
or trailer park, it don't matter even if he black or if he guero
but, you don't know how to be male
instead of a Timberland, you probably in a stilletto
better yet in a baby shoe, jealous of maybe you
sick of me cause I'm making dinero
and you dont wanna get clapped at
you want a standing ovation? I thought not!
you say you better than rappers on radio, man that's false chop
try to run up on me, cause a benzo will never be in your car slot
try to step up on the scene, my infra-red beam's right at your soft spot
if you was on TV and balling you wouldn't grown and trip
he'd keep hatred, envy, and bloodshed on his lip
Tech got long cream with chrome things on his whip
?? with a chrome thing on his hip
but just know your hip will not stop the hop
cause when you look at the big picture, my block pops alot daily
so keep on thinking my clock stops the shots
and I can quickly bury you in your Osh Kosh B'Gosh, baby
When I read the magazine, them rapper's sounding like
WAH WAH WAH (Crybaby)
When I see them on the TV, them rapper's sounding like
WAH WAH WAH (Whatcha crying bout?)
[x2]
my momma was a heavenly one, so the fam was pretty slow
when it came to rap and R&B and plenty more
check it, if it wasn't on gospel or apostle
or written in the Bible, then it go
So when they tell the baby don't do something then I end up doing it anyway
like, don't listen to rap, it's the evil music of today
but, I really fell in love with the sound that was coming out form the East Coast
So we got it and twisted it up a bit, now the industry's having a heatstroke
Some say that rap is dead, but when I get the white, black, and red
and jump on the tour bus through 58 shows, then I'm back with a big black sack of bread
Can't believe that that was said, cause Im here with a stack of fed
and I got it from rap/hip-hop or whatever and I did not have to beg
So, here I stand, the mic in hand with my rap attire
and I like my fans spending grands cause we got the fire
our merchandise, like 5 G's every half an hour
and you cry like a baby so your mic must be your pacifier
When I read the magazine, them rapper's sounding like
WAH WAH WAH (Crybaby)
When I see them on the TV, them rapper's sounding like
WAH WAH WAH (Whatcha crying bout?)
[x2]
If it's negative, I don't wanna hear it
eliminating player haters with their evil spirits
I hear em talkin, they mad at Smurf and Souljah Boy
They hating big in the magazine, and dont even know the boys
I know the ploy, washed up rappers wanna attack people
Run up to the car, pull out the mac lethal
Man thats a problem with the black people now
What ya need to know is that, in the world theres a lot of dough to stack
And the ones that wanna hold us back aint been outside they cul-de-sac
Every nigga I know is strapped, rip shows that'll blow ya back
But notice that, I can put it right down to where the shoulders at
Hating on the south? Why? Trippin off them chips they got
You don't like that it's screwed and chopped
but you wanna get off in they pot
Wanna be MC you talk a lot, up in the spot and you hot
Cause they 84's be poking out
What the hell is you cryin bout?
Everybody wanna be killa but not for reala
bout the method of making money you gotta get the milla
by doin it like I do it do the work and believe in it
when you do it to the fullest aint no problem achieving it
When I was broke, homie I went for mills
Got on the mic with the intent to kill
Stronger than ever, and you a gimp for real
I drink caribou lou, and you drink enfamil CHUMP
When I read the magazine, them rapper's sounding like
WAH WAH WAH (Crybaby)
When I see them on the TV, them rapper's sounding like
WAH WAH WAH (Whatcha crying bout?)
[x2]
You should be clapping when folk make it up outta the ghetto
or trailer park, it don't matter even if he black or if he guero
but, you don't know how to be male
instead of a Timberland, you probably in a stilletto
better yet in a baby shoe, jealous of maybe you
sick of me cause I'm making dinero
and you dont wanna get clapped at
you want a standing ovation? I thought not!
you say you better than rappers on radio, man that's false chop
try to run up on me, cause a benzo will never be in your car slot
try to step up on the scene, my infra-red beam's right at your soft spot
if you was on TV and balling you wouldn't grown and trip
he'd keep hatred, envy, and bloodshed on his lip
Tech got long cream with chrome things on his whip
?? with a chrome thing on his hip
but just know your hip will not stop the hop
cause when you look at the big picture, my block pops alot daily
so keep on thinking my clock stops the shots
and I can quickly bury you in your Osh Kosh B'Gosh, baby
When I read the magazine, them rapper's sounding like
WAH WAH WAH (Crybaby)
When I see them on the TV, them rapper's sounding like
WAH WAH WAH (Whatcha crying bout?)
[x2]
Shit Is Real lyrics - Tech N9ne
[Verse 1]
It's friday night and I
Got my check man I
Damn I really need a (PARTY)
So when the weekend come
I'm tryin to get beef then some (ALL NIGHT ALL DAY)
Tryin to break the monotony
Get away from my property
Ain't no way that you stoppin me
At a party I got to be
But the (?tech?) was a shock to me
That will let my velocity slow
Wanna party with me let me know
We party cause we in pain
We party to celebrate
To keep from goin insane
We party just to escape
No matter how much the cost
Regardless of what it takes
You call my phone and it's off
I'm tryin to numb the mistakes
But if you feel like you chill put yo cups up
But if you ill about yo bills and it's just touch
Take a drink but don't spill
This ain't no time to be still
Fuck the world, what you know, and realize shit is real
[Chorus]
Shit is real [x20]
[Verse 2]
Saturday night and I
Still got some check man I
Damn I really need a (PARTY)
Now that the weekend's here
It's time for the cheefin and beer (ALL NIGHT ALL DAY)
Whether you puff or you're drinkin
When life is tough we go seekin
Somethin to thrust or go deep in
Work is rough with no freakin
So we lustfully speakin
Girl, yo what's up for the weekend?
Plan a trip to las vegas
A room at the venetian
Lets go
We party cause we in pain
We party to celebrate
To keep from goin insane
We party just to escape
No matter how much the cost
Regardless of what it takes
If you're found or you're lost
Hey baby these are the breaks
But if you good it's understood that you prosperous
We from the hood and drinkin good means a lot to us
Put away yo knife and yo steel
Have some fun and you'll feel
Like a shield has been lifted
Yet and still shit is real
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
Sunday night and I
Blew my check man I
(damn) damn I really wanna (PARTY)
Now that the weekend's done
I'm tryin to sleep in some (ALL NIGHT ALL DAY)
Hey yo this song's for the strong
Not for the backboneless
Workers who don't make enough for they own
But give to the homeless atonement
For the wrong that has grown
Strong for the long
Spent time for dimes
You better take advantage of this moment
Yo
We party cause we in pain
We party to celebrate
To keep from goin insane
We party just to escape
No matter how much the cost
Regardless of what it takes
Never put your trust in the state
They not controllin yo fate
But if you made it then I'll say you did yo thang today
But if you lost it then I'll say party yo pain away
Do your job or your ??
Don't lose control of the will
It's sunday night but on monday realize shit is real
It's friday night and I
Got my check man I
Damn I really need a (PARTY)
So when the weekend come
I'm tryin to get beef then some (ALL NIGHT ALL DAY)
Tryin to break the monotony
Get away from my property
Ain't no way that you stoppin me
At a party I got to be
But the (?tech?) was a shock to me
That will let my velocity slow
Wanna party with me let me know
We party cause we in pain
We party to celebrate
To keep from goin insane
We party just to escape
No matter how much the cost
Regardless of what it takes
You call my phone and it's off
I'm tryin to numb the mistakes
But if you feel like you chill put yo cups up
But if you ill about yo bills and it's just touch
Take a drink but don't spill
This ain't no time to be still
Fuck the world, what you know, and realize shit is real
[Chorus]
Shit is real [x20]
[Verse 2]
Saturday night and I
Still got some check man I
Damn I really need a (PARTY)
Now that the weekend's here
It's time for the cheefin and beer (ALL NIGHT ALL DAY)
Whether you puff or you're drinkin
When life is tough we go seekin
Somethin to thrust or go deep in
Work is rough with no freakin
So we lustfully speakin
Girl, yo what's up for the weekend?
Plan a trip to las vegas
A room at the venetian
Lets go
We party cause we in pain
We party to celebrate
To keep from goin insane
We party just to escape
No matter how much the cost
Regardless of what it takes
If you're found or you're lost
Hey baby these are the breaks
But if you good it's understood that you prosperous
We from the hood and drinkin good means a lot to us
Put away yo knife and yo steel
Have some fun and you'll feel
Like a shield has been lifted
Yet and still shit is real
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
Sunday night and I
Blew my check man I
(damn) damn I really wanna (PARTY)
Now that the weekend's done
I'm tryin to sleep in some (ALL NIGHT ALL DAY)
Hey yo this song's for the strong
Not for the backboneless
Workers who don't make enough for they own
But give to the homeless atonement
For the wrong that has grown
Strong for the long
Spent time for dimes
You better take advantage of this moment
Yo
We party cause we in pain
We party to celebrate
To keep from goin insane
We party just to escape
No matter how much the cost
Regardless of what it takes
Never put your trust in the state
They not controllin yo fate
But if you made it then I'll say you did yo thang today
But if you lost it then I'll say party yo pain away
Do your job or your ??
Don't lose control of the will
It's sunday night but on monday realize shit is real
Blackboy lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Brother J (of X-Clan), Ice Cube, Krizz Kaliko)
[Verse 1 - Tech N9ne]
And I was told in school I was a fool and money, I'd never gain none
but I used my flow as a tool, they was cruel
said I'd be no rapper, but I did work and became one
Now it's a cryin shame, I'm buyin thangs and they got debts they got to pay back
I think I know why my teachers would look in my eye and say that...
And why's that?
[Chorus - Big Krizz Kaliko]
Cuz I'm a Blackboy...
Came from nothing, don't mean my life means nothin
Made it out the game through the pain and sufferin
Y'all don't think I see them purses y'all clutchin? (I do)
See I'm a Blackboy...
Scared when you see me, frauds disappear like a genie
Little whiteboys want to be me
but you don't want to go through What I go through...
true definition of a Blackboy
[Verse 2 - Tech N9ne]
It must be the way that my pants sag
or the sparklin diamonds on the watch my left hand has
I know my appearance is looking like I am bad
In your department store all I wanna do is pop a damn tag
Made it honest, that's why the blacks get mad at you
Even foreigners shop and got big graditude
I make more than you, but you got the additude
Like I can't be shoppin at Saks Fifth Avenue
I'm just tryin to buy my baby some creed spring flower
But they don't know that the Tecca Nina cheese means power
So they look at me like none of my breed brings valor
Thats why when you see us in passing we seem sour
Last time I checked, my power shockeras
I was on top of the indy charts and not a slotera
but I'm the author of darkness and I like the opera
So why when I'm at Macbeth they wont treat me more propera?
[Chorus - Big Krizz Kaliko]
Cuz I'm a Blackboy...
Came from nothing, don't mean my life means nothin
Made it out the game through the pain and sufferin
Y'all don't think I see them purses y'all clutchin? (I do)
See I'm a Blackboy...
Scared when you see me, frauds disappear like a genie
Little whiteboys want to be me
but you don't want to go through What I go through...
true definition of a Blackboy
[Verse 3 - Brother J]
Frontline... shoot, soldiers represent that
Frontline... shoot, Grand Verb, it's the snatch back
Head wrapped in the desert, boombox on the camel back
Escape from the clone lab, fugitives spook black
With finesse in you, its the knowledge from way back
The prophet of the page dont eat right till it all cracks
Blackboy rappin from the pages torn
Street scriptures more classic than the Jimmy Cracked Corn
A spawn of the movement, keep the music movement
So my purpose stays clear and my music stays groovin
I do it for the real, I don't need Jena Six
for me to know America is still on that bullshit
So people think that black are just ball players and singers
That massa complex is what fuels the street bangers
and street soldiers to stand up
No choice to get it right, so these Blackboys can finally get they man up
[Chorus - Big Krizz Kaliko]
Cuz I'm a Blackboy...
Came from nothing, don't mean my life means nothin
Made it out the game through the pain and sufferin
Y'all don't think I see them purses y'all clutchin? (I do)
See I'm a Blackboy...
Scared when you see me, frauds disappear like a genie
Little whiteboys want to be me
but you don't want to go through What I go through...
true definition of a Blackboy
[Verse 4 - Ice Cube]
I'm a Blackboy and always gettin underestimated
But when I move next door, I know you hate it
You had my whole family investigated
and when they didn't find no crack, you said I ate it
Uh-uh, a motherfucker just elevated
over ghetto life that was designated
You see this Blackboy, you know heaven made it
I don't want to go if I got to integrate it
You know pellot boy, be happy you made it
Just take what you got, and stop complainin
Ok, weather man will stop the rainin
on my people head, and start explainin
what your people said, believe in the bible
but you still act barbaric and psycho
My name is Ice Cube, bitch, it ain't Michael
I'll never bleach my own skin just to be like you
[Chorus - Big Krizz Kaliko]
Cuz I'm a Blackboy...
Came from nothing, don't mean my life means nothin
Made it out the game through the pain and sufferin
Y'all don't think I see them purses y'all clutchin? (I do)
See I'm a Blackboy...
Scared when you see me, frauds disappear like a genie
Little whiteboys want to be me
but you don't want to go through What I go through...
true definition of a Blackboy
And I was told in school I was a fool and money, I'd never gain none
but I used my flow as a tool, they was cruel
said I'd be no rapper, but I did work and became one
Now it's a cryin shame, I'm buyin thangs and they got debts they got to pay back
I think I know why my teachers would look in my eye and say that...
And why's that?
[Chorus - Big Krizz Kaliko]
Cuz I'm a Blackboy...
Came from nothing, don't mean my life means nothin
Made it out the game through the pain and sufferin
Y'all don't think I see them purses y'all clutchin? (I do)
See I'm a Blackboy...
Scared when you see me, frauds disappear like a genie
Little whiteboys want to be me
but you don't want to go through What I go through...
true definition of a Blackboy
[Verse 2 - Tech N9ne]
It must be the way that my pants sag
or the sparklin diamonds on the watch my left hand has
I know my appearance is looking like I am bad
In your department store all I wanna do is pop a damn tag
Made it honest, that's why the blacks get mad at you
Even foreigners shop and got big graditude
I make more than you, but you got the additude
Like I can't be shoppin at Saks Fifth Avenue
I'm just tryin to buy my baby some creed spring flower
But they don't know that the Tecca Nina cheese means power
So they look at me like none of my breed brings valor
Thats why when you see us in passing we seem sour
Last time I checked, my power shockeras
I was on top of the indy charts and not a slotera
but I'm the author of darkness and I like the opera
So why when I'm at Macbeth they wont treat me more propera?
[Chorus - Big Krizz Kaliko]
Cuz I'm a Blackboy...
Came from nothing, don't mean my life means nothin
Made it out the game through the pain and sufferin
Y'all don't think I see them purses y'all clutchin? (I do)
See I'm a Blackboy...
Scared when you see me, frauds disappear like a genie
Little whiteboys want to be me
but you don't want to go through What I go through...
true definition of a Blackboy
[Verse 3 - Brother J]
Frontline... shoot, soldiers represent that
Frontline... shoot, Grand Verb, it's the snatch back
Head wrapped in the desert, boombox on the camel back
Escape from the clone lab, fugitives spook black
With finesse in you, its the knowledge from way back
The prophet of the page dont eat right till it all cracks
Blackboy rappin from the pages torn
Street scriptures more classic than the Jimmy Cracked Corn
A spawn of the movement, keep the music movement
So my purpose stays clear and my music stays groovin
I do it for the real, I don't need Jena Six
for me to know America is still on that bullshit
So people think that black are just ball players and singers
That massa complex is what fuels the street bangers
and street soldiers to stand up
No choice to get it right, so these Blackboys can finally get they man up
[Chorus - Big Krizz Kaliko]
Cuz I'm a Blackboy...
Came from nothing, don't mean my life means nothin
Made it out the game through the pain and sufferin
Y'all don't think I see them purses y'all clutchin? (I do)
See I'm a Blackboy...
Scared when you see me, frauds disappear like a genie
Little whiteboys want to be me
but you don't want to go through What I go through...
true definition of a Blackboy
[Verse 4 - Ice Cube]
I'm a Blackboy and always gettin underestimated
But when I move next door, I know you hate it
You had my whole family investigated
and when they didn't find no crack, you said I ate it
Uh-uh, a motherfucker just elevated
over ghetto life that was designated
You see this Blackboy, you know heaven made it
I don't want to go if I got to integrate it
You know pellot boy, be happy you made it
Just take what you got, and stop complainin
Ok, weather man will stop the rainin
on my people head, and start explainin
what your people said, believe in the bible
but you still act barbaric and psycho
My name is Ice Cube, bitch, it ain't Michael
I'll never bleach my own skin just to be like you
[Chorus - Big Krizz Kaliko]
Cuz I'm a Blackboy...
Came from nothing, don't mean my life means nothin
Made it out the game through the pain and sufferin
Y'all don't think I see them purses y'all clutchin? (I do)
See I'm a Blackboy...
Scared when you see me, frauds disappear like a genie
Little whiteboys want to be me
but you don't want to go through What I go through...
true definition of a Blackboy
Pillow Talkin' lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Scarface)
[Verse 1 - Tech N9ne]
If you you see thunda
From a gun this is somethin that'll get the heat on ya
when she's under the sheets on the beautiful sleep numba
Don't no wake an yappin when she's in a deep slumba
If we share secret
And the scare, was equal to one of us gettin the chair do you swear to keep it (YES)
Meaning that under heat you wouldn't nare leak it
SO when your woman's in you're presence don't you dare speak it
Pillow talkin get you caught up an brought up on charges
Shot up a lot and departed, it's nothin short of retarded
Cause when you say stuff
And then you an your woman break up
You funkin because your mouth wouldn't stay shut
How could you spread that?
Can't believe you said that
Puttin my life in jeapordy definetely it'll make the feds tap-Bed trap
What you tell your lady can make you take a dead nap
Fluff up your pillow an lay your head back
[Chorus]
YOU
Be pillow talkin
You
Don't be pillow talkin (Don't say nothin)
YOU
Be pillow talkin
You
Don't be pillow talkin
[Verse 2 - Scarface]
My advice for niggas is this
You can never trust no chick
It don't matter how silky the hoe can stroke yo dick
It don't matter how slimy the pussy hole gone get
If a nigga talks to these bitches these hoes gone snitch
(SHiiit) I used to fuck this bitch
Had a husband with dope money an I had his snow bunny
Climbin the bed post
Feedin her dog meat
In love with the nine inch, so she steady calls me
Tells me she's leavin, I know the reason
She know where the guns at, the lock box keys an
The floor safe combo
But this here one ho, was this dudes bad news
Knock on the front door
A man in a police suit, a girl with a black tooth (??)
Get to the money she saw him countin in the back room
But it doesn't end hear, the man with the cop suit
Shoots at the bitch once, pops an drops dude
[Chorus]
[Verse 3 - Tech N9ne]
I can tell you what the problem is
People try to be monogomous
Tell his woman a lot of shit
An he thinkiin he got a bottom bitch
Stop with the sentimental talks at night if you're pillow talkin then you oughtta quit
When the heat comes with the quickness, lookin for the witness man yo broad is it
How you wanna spit it?
I don't really get it
Givin your woman the power to speak in a minute
Speakin about a brotha wanna cover ya motha
with the nina but you the only one know I really did it
When it come back then you feel low
Because everyone know you aint real though
Cause them beans you spillin
You known for squealin an all you needed was a pillow
I shoulda did the dirt, all by my lonely
Like Trech say
But the company that you keep end up bein phony, so the tech spray
Never let no chick I hit get with that homie
Cause the next day, she seein right through me
Got them lenses on me, like an X-Ray
An I'm fed up with these rappers
Who be yappin to these groupies
They flash them a little coochy
Then you blab an try to reduce me
And it always come back to me
So when I come through strapped with an uzi
It aint like "Damn why'd he shoot me?"
Usin the nueve name too loosely
[Chorus]
If you you see thunda
From a gun this is somethin that'll get the heat on ya
when she's under the sheets on the beautiful sleep numba
Don't no wake an yappin when she's in a deep slumba
If we share secret
And the scare, was equal to one of us gettin the chair do you swear to keep it (YES)
Meaning that under heat you wouldn't nare leak it
SO when your woman's in you're presence don't you dare speak it
Pillow talkin get you caught up an brought up on charges
Shot up a lot and departed, it's nothin short of retarded
Cause when you say stuff
And then you an your woman break up
You funkin because your mouth wouldn't stay shut
How could you spread that?
Can't believe you said that
Puttin my life in jeapordy definetely it'll make the feds tap-Bed trap
What you tell your lady can make you take a dead nap
Fluff up your pillow an lay your head back
[Chorus]
YOU
Be pillow talkin
You
Don't be pillow talkin (Don't say nothin)
YOU
Be pillow talkin
You
Don't be pillow talkin
[Verse 2 - Scarface]
My advice for niggas is this
You can never trust no chick
It don't matter how silky the hoe can stroke yo dick
It don't matter how slimy the pussy hole gone get
If a nigga talks to these bitches these hoes gone snitch
(SHiiit) I used to fuck this bitch
Had a husband with dope money an I had his snow bunny
Climbin the bed post
Feedin her dog meat
In love with the nine inch, so she steady calls me
Tells me she's leavin, I know the reason
She know where the guns at, the lock box keys an
The floor safe combo
But this here one ho, was this dudes bad news
Knock on the front door
A man in a police suit, a girl with a black tooth (??)
Get to the money she saw him countin in the back room
But it doesn't end hear, the man with the cop suit
Shoots at the bitch once, pops an drops dude
[Chorus]
[Verse 3 - Tech N9ne]
I can tell you what the problem is
People try to be monogomous
Tell his woman a lot of shit
An he thinkiin he got a bottom bitch
Stop with the sentimental talks at night if you're pillow talkin then you oughtta quit
When the heat comes with the quickness, lookin for the witness man yo broad is it
How you wanna spit it?
I don't really get it
Givin your woman the power to speak in a minute
Speakin about a brotha wanna cover ya motha
with the nina but you the only one know I really did it
When it come back then you feel low
Because everyone know you aint real though
Cause them beans you spillin
You known for squealin an all you needed was a pillow
I shoulda did the dirt, all by my lonely
Like Trech say
But the company that you keep end up bein phony, so the tech spray
Never let no chick I hit get with that homie
Cause the next day, she seein right through me
Got them lenses on me, like an X-Ray
An I'm fed up with these rappers
Who be yappin to these groupies
They flash them a little coochy
Then you blab an try to reduce me
And it always come back to me
So when I come through strapped with an uzi
It aint like "Damn why'd he shoot me?"
Usin the nueve name too loosely
[Chorus]
Paint A Dark Picture lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Dirtball)
Man lives
In a sun lit world
Of what he believes to be reality
But
There is unseen by most
An underworld that is just as real
But not as brightly lit a
DARKSIDE
[Chorus]
I can write a verse and take the sun away... DARKNESS
Say good bye to light bcause it's gone today... DARKNESS
Ain't no smiling happiness is done away... DARKNESS
Watch me paint a pic that'll make you run away... DARKNESS
[Tech N9ne]
I don't really give of fuck what you think of me I had it up to here. yep.
Follow me into another de-mention of insanity's right here. step...
I know your feelin it I'm lovein you when I'm kissin n fuckin you n in a minute I'm a veer
left.
An by the pluck of the jugular see the blood of my lover and then I finish when your near
death.
I'm sorry but I mean it cause when I got the tool on bitch I got bulimic up in her like a
gynecologist with a penis
And when they bled on me I was giddy and never squeamish.
Bad as a demon I cannot get rid of her I really rely on the feelin of the sex an the red of a
woman.
Can I take a bite of your cerebellum I think it'll really get me up if I could be suckin your
seratonin.
Id rather just die than inflict any pain on somebody who truly put trusted me.
Better yet I just make her the suffer who taught me mocked me n fucked with me.
Maybe get up in the club and shoot it up and makem panic at the disco... (backwards)
I can paint a dark picture.
You don't want me to start with, cha.
Don't want me commin with the heart, hit cha.
Chew you up and if you really tart, spit cha.
After the brain I put the lemon moraine in.
Blood of a dame is what I drain my fang's in.
Takein the spirit and the body it came in.
Away from the sun n forever you can remain in.
[Chorus x2]
[Dirtball]
When I'm all up on a pallet a pain with blood of my name in vain sun up in it
Imna break it down the walls n try to stop me from poppin my gun up in it
Skits onta me honor me for the time never given to the rhyme in another mind lookin like a
nice guy
Behind the face be the beast of another mutha fucka that be heard the least.
So many here me when I say they can, that I remember everybody that layd me astray. yo fuckem.
Nobody but my closest know about my darkness and when they fall away. yo fuckm.
I'm to sick that I never checked outa my mental-ward working in sweden
Burin the bodies this song made my memory feedm ghost made me loud and I'm proud I can see them
I don't even wanna talk about it but I do it for the demons and the devils alive
Hopein that the nonbelievers get a number two in the eye please try to die save me the time
When I make a move when I'm commin through I'm a stay devoted to rhyme [x9]
Devoted to mine hex sign ruda wicked I'm a be forever de-dine
Picture this my wrist silt pissed off I'm hangin from a meat hook,
Yo I'm bangin on a meat hook it's the twist this chapter ya miss the darker the venom of a
main hook book
I'm tellin everybody I'm not doin so well I'm feelin my noggin to you better watch ya self
Sub-noise when I'm bangin on a tech set best believe the dark times are here my lips eclipse
everything
[Chorus x2]
I'm your worst fear.
I'm your favorite.
I'm your acquired taste.
Will you savor it.
If it blood thirst will you run from it.
No need cause I'm inside of you.
When the sun is spit.
You cannot escape me I'm your last resort your.
When you have a evil you cannot report.
I'm your royal sunshine malicious and heartless.
If ever you need an alibi rely on me I am.
DARKNESS
[Chorus]
In a sun lit world
Of what he believes to be reality
But
There is unseen by most
An underworld that is just as real
But not as brightly lit a
DARKSIDE
[Chorus]
I can write a verse and take the sun away... DARKNESS
Say good bye to light bcause it's gone today... DARKNESS
Ain't no smiling happiness is done away... DARKNESS
Watch me paint a pic that'll make you run away... DARKNESS
[Tech N9ne]
I don't really give of fuck what you think of me I had it up to here. yep.
Follow me into another de-mention of insanity's right here. step...
I know your feelin it I'm lovein you when I'm kissin n fuckin you n in a minute I'm a veer
left.
An by the pluck of the jugular see the blood of my lover and then I finish when your near
death.
I'm sorry but I mean it cause when I got the tool on bitch I got bulimic up in her like a
gynecologist with a penis
And when they bled on me I was giddy and never squeamish.
Bad as a demon I cannot get rid of her I really rely on the feelin of the sex an the red of a
woman.
Can I take a bite of your cerebellum I think it'll really get me up if I could be suckin your
seratonin.
Id rather just die than inflict any pain on somebody who truly put trusted me.
Better yet I just make her the suffer who taught me mocked me n fucked with me.
Maybe get up in the club and shoot it up and makem panic at the disco... (backwards)
I can paint a dark picture.
You don't want me to start with, cha.
Don't want me commin with the heart, hit cha.
Chew you up and if you really tart, spit cha.
After the brain I put the lemon moraine in.
Blood of a dame is what I drain my fang's in.
Takein the spirit and the body it came in.
Away from the sun n forever you can remain in.
[Chorus x2]
[Dirtball]
When I'm all up on a pallet a pain with blood of my name in vain sun up in it
Imna break it down the walls n try to stop me from poppin my gun up in it
Skits onta me honor me for the time never given to the rhyme in another mind lookin like a
nice guy
Behind the face be the beast of another mutha fucka that be heard the least.
So many here me when I say they can, that I remember everybody that layd me astray. yo fuckem.
Nobody but my closest know about my darkness and when they fall away. yo fuckm.
I'm to sick that I never checked outa my mental-ward working in sweden
Burin the bodies this song made my memory feedm ghost made me loud and I'm proud I can see them
I don't even wanna talk about it but I do it for the demons and the devils alive
Hopein that the nonbelievers get a number two in the eye please try to die save me the time
When I make a move when I'm commin through I'm a stay devoted to rhyme [x9]
Devoted to mine hex sign ruda wicked I'm a be forever de-dine
Picture this my wrist silt pissed off I'm hangin from a meat hook,
Yo I'm bangin on a meat hook it's the twist this chapter ya miss the darker the venom of a
main hook book
I'm tellin everybody I'm not doin so well I'm feelin my noggin to you better watch ya self
Sub-noise when I'm bangin on a tech set best believe the dark times are here my lips eclipse
everything
[Chorus x2]
I'm your worst fear.
I'm your favorite.
I'm your acquired taste.
Will you savor it.
If it blood thirst will you run from it.
No need cause I'm inside of you.
When the sun is spit.
You cannot escape me I'm your last resort your.
When you have a evil you cannot report.
I'm your royal sunshine malicious and heartless.
If ever you need an alibi rely on me I am.
DARKNESS
[Chorus]
Hope For A Higher Power lyrics - Tech N9ne
[Chorus]
If there is a final hour
Let's hope for a higher power
1 by 1 and 2 by 2
I have ammo what about you [x2]
[Verse 1]
Grandma told me the good book said
in the last days get ready for the ten plagues
1st the rivers will be ran with red
2, 3, and 4 dead frogs will cause lice and flies
sick livestock is 5 the living they must fight for their lives
6, 7, and 8 a boil storms a fire and locusts
9 is darkness so dark it's hard for you to focus
and 10 is death of the firstborn
If I said it was questionable the religions would make it a point
to get at me and battle me maybe have this verse torn
How will this curse form?
Well creationism and Darwinism
been at it forever bout at it I got nothing but hurt for em
Cause really nobody knows when you live then you die where your body goes
if it's Hell or it's Heaven
6 or the 7 well I'll keep the Nina for our be foes in a gamble
that's what life is and it's hard to handle
when the bible says worship this by the scriptures written by man though
So when man destroys us the word might not stand so
till that day I'm just gonna protect my fam with ammo
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
Ive been looking for something supernatural for a long time now
but I never got proof that a spiritual realm existed wanted to find how
everybody sure of a supreme being, are people just seeing things?
wondering if we get wings, seems sick to believe in an extreme king
I know it sounds far fetched, every night i put knees on the carpet
then I pray to who's up with the star set
cause the earth in its self is a target
for destruction, for combustion
cause there ain't too many you can trust in
think of all the women losing their husbands
in Iraq a lot of killing and suffering
what i hope for, seems folklore
when the enemy kills and gloat more
cause they killing us off in this hoax war
then I wake up yelling and my throats sore
cause the fight's there, its a nightmare
if it come to me I'm in my snipe wear
if a bullet give my lung a slight tear
I wanna believe that the light's there
so all you Christians don't get mad at me
i just hope that your mystical, magical miracle's working catastrophes
and this ain't blasphemy, but artillery is my strategy
I hope for a higher power when i look at all these tragedies
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
oh what a miracle, angels and demons
but the only miracle is that people keep believing
right hand on the bible, left hand on my rifle
keep that for my rivals and evil disciples
expand your mission, man to women
when they attack do you plan to give in
or do you do like i do and say praise the lord and pass the ammunition
people like us
piece and knife up
cause we got evil to sweep and wipe up
devils and demons and humans, irrelevant
if they lookin deceiving i bust
I hope that the higher power is watching over me
cause we young people don't see faith like most the older see
if he or she is listening
a mere sign can spark me
but if the laws in the bible are bogus
then prepare for anarchy
worst case scenario is there never ever was a higher power
so in the midst of chaos now
the only real savior is fire power
[Chorus]
If there is a final hour
Let's hope for a higher power
1 by 1 and 2 by 2
I have ammo what about you [x2]
[Verse 1]
Grandma told me the good book said
in the last days get ready for the ten plagues
1st the rivers will be ran with red
2, 3, and 4 dead frogs will cause lice and flies
sick livestock is 5 the living they must fight for their lives
6, 7, and 8 a boil storms a fire and locusts
9 is darkness so dark it's hard for you to focus
and 10 is death of the firstborn
If I said it was questionable the religions would make it a point
to get at me and battle me maybe have this verse torn
How will this curse form?
Well creationism and Darwinism
been at it forever bout at it I got nothing but hurt for em
Cause really nobody knows when you live then you die where your body goes
if it's Hell or it's Heaven
6 or the 7 well I'll keep the Nina for our be foes in a gamble
that's what life is and it's hard to handle
when the bible says worship this by the scriptures written by man though
So when man destroys us the word might not stand so
till that day I'm just gonna protect my fam with ammo
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
Ive been looking for something supernatural for a long time now
but I never got proof that a spiritual realm existed wanted to find how
everybody sure of a supreme being, are people just seeing things?
wondering if we get wings, seems sick to believe in an extreme king
I know it sounds far fetched, every night i put knees on the carpet
then I pray to who's up with the star set
cause the earth in its self is a target
for destruction, for combustion
cause there ain't too many you can trust in
think of all the women losing their husbands
in Iraq a lot of killing and suffering
what i hope for, seems folklore
when the enemy kills and gloat more
cause they killing us off in this hoax war
then I wake up yelling and my throats sore
cause the fight's there, its a nightmare
if it come to me I'm in my snipe wear
if a bullet give my lung a slight tear
I wanna believe that the light's there
so all you Christians don't get mad at me
i just hope that your mystical, magical miracle's working catastrophes
and this ain't blasphemy, but artillery is my strategy
I hope for a higher power when i look at all these tragedies
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
oh what a miracle, angels and demons
but the only miracle is that people keep believing
right hand on the bible, left hand on my rifle
keep that for my rivals and evil disciples
expand your mission, man to women
when they attack do you plan to give in
or do you do like i do and say praise the lord and pass the ammunition
people like us
piece and knife up
cause we got evil to sweep and wipe up
devils and demons and humans, irrelevant
if they lookin deceiving i bust
I hope that the higher power is watching over me
cause we young people don't see faith like most the older see
if he or she is listening
a mere sign can spark me
but if the laws in the bible are bogus
then prepare for anarchy
worst case scenario is there never ever was a higher power
so in the midst of chaos now
the only real savior is fire power
[Chorus]
Psycho Bitch II lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Liquid Assassin)
["Psycho Bitch":]
I think your amazing
I think your wonderful [x4]
Your incredible and your amazing
And I want you in my life forever
And where ganna be great together [x6]
Where ganna be beautiful together [x3]
And let me show you what I can do [x3]
Let me show you how fast I can get to your heart
Awh shit here we go again
[Intro: Tech N9ne]
When you met her
She was right so thick
Something better then a wife, no glitch
She won't stop ever, but she might go click
If you leave her you'll see a PSYCHO BITCH
Now shes callin your crib, at nights so sick
Wanna pop up and try ta fight your chick
Lorena Bobbitt, Told her to slice yo dick
If you Ever break up with a Psycho bitch
[Verse I: Tech N9ne]
Don't give me that shit
But a nigga don't care, never could it be fair
Then I was up in a middle lover
Came a double dare when
I woke up
I was in a Mutha fuckin nightmare
How you ganna fuck me on Sunday
Then you wanna say you love me on Monday
You buggin,
Thinking everybody gotta bow down because your off in your lovin'
If your on your telephone
And then she lose it when you use it
If sleep, don't leave it on, nigga, for true she will go though with it
She call a bitch back from your phone and chew the chick a new uterus
Even if that situation not lewd the bitch is ludicrous
Bad when you gotta better bitch around
Sad cause you never wanna kiss her now
Never would got up in the women
If I knew about menace
And now never wanna take her down
If she take her seroquel, and selects
The bitch would probably stop and then try to catch yea
Slipin with a beauty itchin to get chya
You betta hope you neva leavin the stretcha
If you with a psycho
Don't go thought with it
Be throught with it
Right in the midst of happiness
Her mood will switch and ruin it.
You thinking you know women and your just so intuitive
Bet that a nigga,
That in back,
At the end of this
You will have to shoot a bitch
[Chorus:]
[Big Krizz Kaliko]
Pleeeease don't bring that Psycho shit to Meeeeee
["Psycho Bitch": II]
I love you now, don't you love me?
[Tech N9ne:]
Don't evea go down low with her
PSYCHO BITCH
But I'll never evea go out with her
PSYCHO BITCH
Everybody betta learn how to see a
PSYCHO BITCH
Never know when yo girl might be a Psycho
That bitch is Psycho II, Pyscho too
Kill em with a milli, put a knife in you
Twice in you
Psycho Bitches, Psycho Bitches [x2]
["Psycho Bitch":]
And I want you in my life forever...
[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
Yo
She poppin up at the club
Lookin for you with the rollers and
When push comes to shove
Here you go on the flo' with this hoe again
Psycho bitches never let it go
Trippin's enviable be ready to get up and go, WHY?
Because Tecca Ninna just ended the show
Breakin my Crib
Sniffin my draws
Lookin for white bitch hair on my balls
Trippin with chu
When you out with the family
She get it poppin right there in the mall
Fuck with a bitch is definite
Better watch who you stepping with
Fuck attention deficit
Better watch who the fuck you messin with
Just because I Fucked you that don't mean we getting married hoe
The way you sit around the corner from my house is scary though
Psycho bitch is when it comes to relationships are very slow
Bet chya'll never understand it's over till your buried Low
Oh, No
Don't me up on the myspace flippin out
Trippin with strippers you think I'm digging out
Me sayin that "I'll never be taken by the hands of another man"
Is a bad omen, cause you never know it might just be the hands of a women
PSYCHO BITCH
[Chorus:]
[Big Krizz Kaliko]
Pleeeease don't bring that Psycho shit to Meeeeee
["Psycho Bitch": x2]
I love you now, don't you love me?
[Tech N9ne]
Don't evea go down low with her
PSYCHO BITCH
But I'll never evea go out with her
PSYCHO BITCH
Everybody betta learn how to see a
PSYCHO BITCH
Never know when yo girl might be a Psycho
That bitch is Psycho II, Pyscho too
Kill em with a milli, put a knife in you
Twice in you
Psycho Bitches, Psycho Bitches [x2]
["Psycho Bitch":]
And I can roll my tongue [x3]
[Verse 3: Tech N9ne, Liquid Assassin]
[Tech N9ne:]
Stop callin me, never really wanna heart felt shit
You ain't healthy for me and bitch I'm on a health kick
Psycho bitches are self-destructive, weak, and helpless
I'm done with you Bitch, now you can let somebody else spit...
[Liquid Assassin:]
Shes so sick with it, I stick hit it, and dick fit it
Never did I think for a minute to quit, quit it
Chickens on the livin, and trippin to get hit it
Turn around flip and then get you into deep shitted
Pussy was imbedded and get it your indebted
You could make a penny or money the man said it
You can run a bitch by adjusting the antennas
But if she demand it your betta forget it
She's Psycho like Michael
You might go and wake up to knives and rifles
When your eyes closed shes liable
Like I know to move on you like Tae Bo
Even I know this sly hoe like rivals
Been turn you into five-Oh
Either that and your turn your back
And the bitch attack with a blade up in your spinal
Should have listen to phone call, just stop with them harassing threats
My envision was them draws and me plottin on having sex
Got me trippin, fist in a ball
I know something gon happened next
I'm a KILL THIS CRAZY BITCH AND GIVE HER BACK TO TECH
[Chorus: x2]
[Big Krizz Kaliko:]
Pleeeease don't bring that Psycho shit to Meeeeee
["Psycho Bitch": x2]
I love you now, don't you love me?
[Tech N9ne:]
Don't evea go down low with her
PSYCHO BITCH
But I'll never evea go out with her
PSYCHO BITCH
Everybody betta learn how to see a
PSYCHO BITCH
Never know when yo girl might be a Psycho
That bitch is Psycho II, Pyscho too
Kill em with a milli, put a knife in you
Twice in you
Psycho Bitches, Psycho Bitches [x2]
["Psycho Bitch":]
Let me show you how fast I can get to your heart [x2]
Let me show you just how fast I can get to your heart
Talk to you later... Bye.
I think your amazing
I think your wonderful [x4]
Your incredible and your amazing
And I want you in my life forever
And where ganna be great together [x6]
Where ganna be beautiful together [x3]
And let me show you what I can do [x3]
Let me show you how fast I can get to your heart
Awh shit here we go again
[Intro: Tech N9ne]
When you met her
She was right so thick
Something better then a wife, no glitch
She won't stop ever, but she might go click
If you leave her you'll see a PSYCHO BITCH
Now shes callin your crib, at nights so sick
Wanna pop up and try ta fight your chick
Lorena Bobbitt, Told her to slice yo dick
If you Ever break up with a Psycho bitch
[Verse I: Tech N9ne]
Don't give me that shit
But a nigga don't care, never could it be fair
Then I was up in a middle lover
Came a double dare when
I woke up
I was in a Mutha fuckin nightmare
How you ganna fuck me on Sunday
Then you wanna say you love me on Monday
You buggin,
Thinking everybody gotta bow down because your off in your lovin'
If your on your telephone
And then she lose it when you use it
If sleep, don't leave it on, nigga, for true she will go though with it
She call a bitch back from your phone and chew the chick a new uterus
Even if that situation not lewd the bitch is ludicrous
Bad when you gotta better bitch around
Sad cause you never wanna kiss her now
Never would got up in the women
If I knew about menace
And now never wanna take her down
If she take her seroquel, and selects
The bitch would probably stop and then try to catch yea
Slipin with a beauty itchin to get chya
You betta hope you neva leavin the stretcha
If you with a psycho
Don't go thought with it
Be throught with it
Right in the midst of happiness
Her mood will switch and ruin it.
You thinking you know women and your just so intuitive
Bet that a nigga,
That in back,
At the end of this
You will have to shoot a bitch
[Chorus:]
[Big Krizz Kaliko]
Pleeeease don't bring that Psycho shit to Meeeeee
["Psycho Bitch": II]
I love you now, don't you love me?
[Tech N9ne:]
Don't evea go down low with her
PSYCHO BITCH
But I'll never evea go out with her
PSYCHO BITCH
Everybody betta learn how to see a
PSYCHO BITCH
Never know when yo girl might be a Psycho
That bitch is Psycho II, Pyscho too
Kill em with a milli, put a knife in you
Twice in you
Psycho Bitches, Psycho Bitches [x2]
["Psycho Bitch":]
And I want you in my life forever...
[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
Yo
She poppin up at the club
Lookin for you with the rollers and
When push comes to shove
Here you go on the flo' with this hoe again
Psycho bitches never let it go
Trippin's enviable be ready to get up and go, WHY?
Because Tecca Ninna just ended the show
Breakin my Crib
Sniffin my draws
Lookin for white bitch hair on my balls
Trippin with chu
When you out with the family
She get it poppin right there in the mall
Fuck with a bitch is definite
Better watch who you stepping with
Fuck attention deficit
Better watch who the fuck you messin with
Just because I Fucked you that don't mean we getting married hoe
The way you sit around the corner from my house is scary though
Psycho bitch is when it comes to relationships are very slow
Bet chya'll never understand it's over till your buried Low
Oh, No
Don't me up on the myspace flippin out
Trippin with strippers you think I'm digging out
Me sayin that "I'll never be taken by the hands of another man"
Is a bad omen, cause you never know it might just be the hands of a women
PSYCHO BITCH
[Chorus:]
[Big Krizz Kaliko]
Pleeeease don't bring that Psycho shit to Meeeeee
["Psycho Bitch": x2]
I love you now, don't you love me?
[Tech N9ne]
Don't evea go down low with her
PSYCHO BITCH
But I'll never evea go out with her
PSYCHO BITCH
Everybody betta learn how to see a
PSYCHO BITCH
Never know when yo girl might be a Psycho
That bitch is Psycho II, Pyscho too
Kill em with a milli, put a knife in you
Twice in you
Psycho Bitches, Psycho Bitches [x2]
["Psycho Bitch":]
And I can roll my tongue [x3]
[Verse 3: Tech N9ne, Liquid Assassin]
[Tech N9ne:]
Stop callin me, never really wanna heart felt shit
You ain't healthy for me and bitch I'm on a health kick
Psycho bitches are self-destructive, weak, and helpless
I'm done with you Bitch, now you can let somebody else spit...
[Liquid Assassin:]
Shes so sick with it, I stick hit it, and dick fit it
Never did I think for a minute to quit, quit it
Chickens on the livin, and trippin to get hit it
Turn around flip and then get you into deep shitted
Pussy was imbedded and get it your indebted
You could make a penny or money the man said it
You can run a bitch by adjusting the antennas
But if she demand it your betta forget it
She's Psycho like Michael
You might go and wake up to knives and rifles
When your eyes closed shes liable
Like I know to move on you like Tae Bo
Even I know this sly hoe like rivals
Been turn you into five-Oh
Either that and your turn your back
And the bitch attack with a blade up in your spinal
Should have listen to phone call, just stop with them harassing threats
My envision was them draws and me plottin on having sex
Got me trippin, fist in a ball
I know something gon happened next
I'm a KILL THIS CRAZY BITCH AND GIVE HER BACK TO TECH
[Chorus: x2]
[Big Krizz Kaliko:]
Pleeeease don't bring that Psycho shit to Meeeeee
["Psycho Bitch": x2]
I love you now, don't you love me?
[Tech N9ne:]
Don't evea go down low with her
PSYCHO BITCH
But I'll never evea go out with her
PSYCHO BITCH
Everybody betta learn how to see a
PSYCHO BITCH
Never know when yo girl might be a Psycho
That bitch is Psycho II, Pyscho too
Kill em with a milli, put a knife in you
Twice in you
Psycho Bitches, Psycho Bitches [x2]
["Psycho Bitch":]
Let me show you how fast I can get to your heart [x2]
Let me show you just how fast I can get to your heart
Talk to you later... Bye.
Poisonous lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Liz Suwandi)
[Intro]
Now you know that i'll never give you anything that will hurt you right baby
So try this
Yeah
Yeah
You like that?
[Chorus]
[Liz Suwandi]
I saw you back where we began
Then you took me for a spin
And Captivated brought me in and now
See I still watch you from a distance
Lost in you lose all resistance
Poisonous the way you took me out
Cause ahh you-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh got the best, of me
Cause ahh you-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh got the best, of me
[Verse]
[Tech N9ne]
Nina
Im like a walking drug
I can make your lady pop X
Want sex from a nigga like me
I can feel her nightly
Even make her fall off in love
Get away lost off in hugs
Stalkin blood for an awesome plug
This is addictive
Vicious and wicked slick talkin stud
I take good gals
Recruit um, pollute um
Put X in they wood valve
To shoot um
They chewed um up and true enough
They would be poppin, droppin, pursuin us
Plus screwin the crew an such
A ruined slut livin through a nut
That was then but now I see um
They be on the same shit
Brainless
Itchin to get that quick trip wanna be painless
I dont f**k wit it no more that I can arrange it
I was like Dracula attackin her when I give her game
Hella vein language
It was they choice to trip
I kept her moist and slick
Now shes an annoying chick
I started avoiding Ms.
Give her them toys and split
I polluted so many women with bad habits and drugs
I guess im poisonous
[Chorus]
[Liz Suwandi]
I saw you back where we began
Then you took me for a spin
And Captivated brought me in and now
See I still watch you from a distance
Lost in you lose all resistance
Poisonous the way you took me out
Cause ahh you-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh got the best of me
Cause ahh you-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh got the best of me
Now you know that i'll never give you anything that will hurt you right baby
So try this
Yeah
Yeah
You like that?
[Chorus]
[Liz Suwandi]
I saw you back where we began
Then you took me for a spin
And Captivated brought me in and now
See I still watch you from a distance
Lost in you lose all resistance
Poisonous the way you took me out
Cause ahh you-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh got the best, of me
Cause ahh you-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh got the best, of me
[Verse]
[Tech N9ne]
Nina
Im like a walking drug
I can make your lady pop X
Want sex from a nigga like me
I can feel her nightly
Even make her fall off in love
Get away lost off in hugs
Stalkin blood for an awesome plug
This is addictive
Vicious and wicked slick talkin stud
I take good gals
Recruit um, pollute um
Put X in they wood valve
To shoot um
They chewed um up and true enough
They would be poppin, droppin, pursuin us
Plus screwin the crew an such
A ruined slut livin through a nut
That was then but now I see um
They be on the same shit
Brainless
Itchin to get that quick trip wanna be painless
I dont f**k wit it no more that I can arrange it
I was like Dracula attackin her when I give her game
Hella vein language
It was they choice to trip
I kept her moist and slick
Now shes an annoying chick
I started avoiding Ms.
Give her them toys and split
I polluted so many women with bad habits and drugs
I guess im poisonous
[Chorus]
[Liz Suwandi]
I saw you back where we began
Then you took me for a spin
And Captivated brought me in and now
See I still watch you from a distance
Lost in you lose all resistance
Poisonous the way you took me out
Cause ahh you-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh got the best of me
Cause ahh you-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh got the best of me
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