Asshole lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Big Scoob, Krizz Kaliko)

A-S-S-H-O-L-E

The word is mainly used as a profanity towards someone the speaker does not like,
whose behavior is hurtful, self-centered, or particularly abrasive.

[Verse 1 - Tech N9ne]
MCs come around me talking bout
"Your stage show is off the hook" as I'm walkin out
As if to say my performance is why they gauking out-
Side it, that I be lost in doubt, lyrics that a nigga be tossin out.
You mo-fuckers can't see tech, I mean be tech, and these rejects lyrically don't got no
Electricity, we that quickly, eject when your shit inside of a CD deck. We just
Put in the dope shit we rep, then we jet, i mean, split like a V-neck nigga that's
Disrespectful, never test the next bro
When we up in the air like Craig Smith, tech, and nesto.
Standin next to necro, we blessed to let flow, get dough
Even though we gets the pest-o
Kali say that it's a compliment,
When they say that they love the show but I spit the monster shit
All you mediocre rap mother fuckers tryin to spit
I'll murder yours, I'm an asshole and it's time to shit, nigga

[Chorus - Tech N9ne]
You can label me an asshole, cuz I'm fast, put your ass on blast, I'm a natural
Call me sphincter, lil' stinker, you ain't touchin' me in this arena (No-oh)
You can label me an asshole, cuz I'm fast, put your ass on blast, I'm a natural
Lil' dook shoot, dont make me toot toot, you dont wanna make me have to shoot poops (No-oh)

[Verse 2 - Big Scoob]
Let me at em, nigga line em up I smell pussy.
These niggas funny, nigga battle rappin' and steady wolfin'
They barely eatin' but believin they can see my heathens
Or be my heathens please believe it, it's gon' end with squeezin'
I'm not a rap cat, gives a fuck about yo vicious flows
Big homie stay strapped with tha fo' so I got heat to blow
But I don't freestyle, and waste rhymes like half of ya
I'm still spectacular, it's just a different vernacular
I'm disrespectful gives a fuck about ya hip hop
I'm tryin' to eat you niggas meat, I'm comin' for ya spot
Fresh off the block and I won't stop, until I reach the top
I'm killa city's B.I.G, I'm guessin Neenas' Pac.
Damn right nigga, quote it in the quarter bowl
Any problems we can solve em nigga let me know
We the new niggas, Strange Music takin' over
And they ain't nare nigga safe nigga even Hova.

[Chorus - Tech N9ne]
You can label me an asshole, cuz I'm fast, put your ass on blast, I'm a natural
Call me sphincter, lil' stinker, you ain't touchin' me in this arena (No-oh)
You can label me an asshole, cuz I'm fast, put your ass on blast, I'm a natural
Lil' dook shoot, dont make me toot toot, you dont wanna make me have to shoot poops (No-oh)

[Verse 3 - Krizz Kaliko]
Asshole is me-Oh, I'm super sick and sodomize ya right
My bad attitude will be my demise
Dont look me directly off in my eyes
I might get insecure 'bout what ya starin' 'bout, rip your fuckin' hair right out
Mr. Nice Guy I might seem when you meet me,
But niggas might die if I'm deeming your speech beefy
Kiss em bye bye, if he ain't speedy to leave me
Had to nighty nighty em, cause a nigga seemed sleepy (What an asshole!)
The world did it to me, starin' at my face like it's playing a movie
Twist my lip off and my lip off, no polite time so that means I'm soft?
You think I'm chicken, I think yo bitch is the dipping sauce
All I got is hard dick and bubble gum
Can't give ya neither, well you bitches is too troublesome
Yea, I'd love to sign my name on your poster,
But don't slip me your demo, it's gon' end up as a coaster.
I'm an asshole.

[Chorus - Tech N9ne]
You can label me an asshole, cuz I'm fast, put your ass on blast, I'm a natural
Call me sphincter, lil' stinker, you ain't touchin' me in this arena (No-oh)
You can label me an asshole, cuz I'm fast, put your ass on blast, I'm a natural
Lil' dook shoot, dont make me toot toot, you dont wanna make me have to shoot poops (No-oh)

Alucard lyrics - Tech N9ne

M-M-MADNESS
From the depths of misery I stood th-there now and forever
Exodus, insanus, nocturnus

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
Alucard when I'm on stage
Alucard in the booth when I'm losing it on days
When it's too right I be rippin the mic every day and every night a nigga won't lay
Down for no one, towns to go fun down under surround the globe to flow some
Timeless lyrics I'm that spirit that keep it young but a old one
Handle my business other rappers have no stamina in this
They be livin glist and glam and they finish
But I've been in it since the man did begin it, well beg to be in the shit
But why is the N9na so intricate (intricite)
And his life is seemin so infinite (infinite)
They call him a demon when he steadily feedin the needs and be keepin' it limitless
I was back in the days when the rappin amazed
Everybody wanna rap ?at the waves? a lot of the rappers up from the past went away
But I was there and nigga I'm still here the killa that been feared for livin in them years and leavin em in tears
Hella fast when he say the lyrical lash and with a passion he spray
Alucard in ya dreams everlastin life ain't hard as it seems
Part of the thing got me eaten rappers up if you step you gon start a machine
Losing so many lives all alone in the skies
I've been livin so long and this music was still goin' through it seen so many die

[Chorus: Tech N9ne x2]
Alucard everlasting
Timeless bars when I'm rapping
All these stars never last
And I will still stand while everyone's passing

[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
Been around for the rise and fall of many and standing up y'all
They was in the game heavy involved now you ain't livin at all
A lot of these people looked dead at me
Then I knew it would the heridity
They regretted me now they wanna know the secret to my longevity
I think it's in my blood my scent begins to flood
Everybody on the planet understand it I give them a drug
And I get no rest time until it sets shines
I say it's Alucard you call it Tech N9ne
By now you know I'm more than just a rapper
I will be now and yes I will be after
I am older than fuckin ghetto blasters
But they wonder why youngsters love me label me master
I am faster than all of you bastards
Livin at the bottom I got up and then a brought em a bullet from a gun I'm a long laster
Now you ask for explanation my last word
A-L-U-C-A-R-D read it backwards

[Chorus: Tech N9ne x2]
Alucard everlasting
Timeless bars when I'm rapping
All these stars never last
And I will still stand while everyone's passing

Bite Me lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Tonesha Sanders, Jessica Slankard)

"Mmmm yeah, bite me. oh... Harder. Harder. HARDER!"

She don't even know
Little mean go'
Get carried away and bite and let her blood stream flow
Accidentally leave her cold, el nino
Pinot noir gushing outta this teen ho
And 19 shouldn't be so damn freaky,
But they on it, and they want it,
Hit then split, then leave 'em leaky
But, this particular chick Punani's thick and beefy
Rich and seepy
Oh yes I have a female animal beneath me

She all in it then she told a nigga to bite her neck
I'm excited cause the gush will give my nut the right effect
But where will I hide a set of double D's
If I try to get her jugular open
I'm gonna keep with the pokin'
Have to really be strokin' her all night
I'm wet, sunk my teeth in
Bitches in heat send me over the top they get hot
Then I gotta bring the beast in
She knows not what she ask or what this night be,
This might be the day that she die 'cause she told an animal to...

Bite me.
Excite me.
Just bite me, not lightly.
I hope this scar is forever.
Baby, I'm getting wetter.
The harder the better.

Bite me.
Excite me.
Just bite me, not lightly.
I hope this scar is forever.
Baby, I'm getting wetter.
The harder the better.

"Ouch baby that hurts! Suck. SUCK! AHHH"

Trippin Comin' lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Krizz Kaliko)

[In backwards:]
Some might call me uh paranoid
But I think I would just say that I was very aware of my surroundings!

[Verse 1]
Retrogression
Lets go back to an earlier state
Back when a bunch of cats was jumping to this world via hate
Gangbang shit, yeah I'm guilty of it
When I'm looking at the TV, man seem like everybody really love it
Wave they flags high, for the world to see
Even though we know we don't want our son and little girls to be
Nothing like we were, some of these youngsters got no thumbers
Bet they want no funk, but they could get shook up like a seizure
If bangin' retrogresses, now the color's no longer measures
Stresses of rival, says get weapon, go get the Tec, and press it
To make sure they get the message, why don't these motherfuckers
Rep and Stets know they faking just like they not afraid don't f with Texas
But still oblivious and fans see free
But real life is mo' serious than a damn TV
Like '85 they might be gunnin'
Why you living like a drummin'
When you sippin' wit' your woman
I can feel the trippin' comin'

[Chorus]
When they all talking loud
Feelin' proud cause no one is gunnin'
Ey, I can feel the trippin' comin'
Yeah, I can feel the trippin' comin'
Yo, I can feel it comin'

When I'm down for the town
And the club beefing with the woman
Ey, I can feel the trippin' comin'
Yeah, I can feel the trippin' comin'
Yo, I can feel it comin'

[Verse 2]
They was family, used to love you
Swear to God that they would never put nothing above you
It's just to, see your successes, then 'bout plug you
Put slugs to, cause they ain't with you so now it's fuck you
I get so much love, I get to searching
For the evil cuz is coming, I can see right through the curtain
But the haters fill with anger, I can feel it's about to worsen
The bigger that I get, I can feel these tricks is stake for certain
When I'm partying without my bodyguardians, I'm hardly and chill mo'
Cuz I'm feelin they wanna scar me and feel those
Tips with lead and head it to kill foes
They real hoes plus they fake fuckers like dildos
Envy can equal murder, she love when they prefered her
Heard her servers, picks alert us, quick with the squirt her
Like '85 they might be gunnin'
Why you living like a drummin'
So you steppin' with your woman
I can feel the trippin' comin'

[Chorus]
When they all talking loud
Feelin' proud cause no one is gunnin'
Ey, I can feel the trippin' comin'
Yeah, I can feel the trippin' comin'
Yo, I can feel it comin'

When I'm down for the town
And the club beefing with the woman
Ey, I can feel the trippin' comin'
Yeah, I can feel the trippin' comin'
Yo, I can feel it comin'

[Verse 3]
Why do I see mayhem?
Cuz when I watch the news I say damn
Everybody living in they last days
Are in hate and waste and
Innocent children, evil it feels the nation
Facin, life sentences are the case man
It's just too good to be true
Or maybe not huh?
Buried in the hood could be you
Cuz you got some
Extra, but next bra, ain't lookin for no kinda lecture
When you sittin on something better, gotta be alert
Or you off in a stretcha
When I'm 'sposed to be here in fun
I'm standing near a gun
Cuz I ain't gotta have no demons
Scheming on me, tryin to tear a lung
I'm just a real one
I keep my eyes open for the bullshit
Never am I clueless
I'm looking every direction
Everywhere he comes
From

[In backwards:]
No matter how big I get, or how much money I make
The seepage will always find a way

[Chorus]
When they all talking loud
Feelin' proud cause no one is gunnin'
Ey, I can feel the trippin' comin'
Yeah, I can feel the trippin' comin'
Yo, I can feel it comin'

When I'm down for the town
And the club beefing with the woman
Ey, I can feel the trippin' comin'
Yeah, I can feel the trippin' comin'
Yo, I can feel it comin'

"The Gates Mixed Plate" (2010)

O.G. lyrics - Tech N9ne

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
Raised in the middle of the land full of barbecue stands and the brothers throw hands
Every buddy gritten getting grands Kansas city were the pretty women make you say DWAM!
Kicks it like a donkey cause we famous
Wicked women want me cause I came up
This is were the homies trip and say what
Yo we from the show get my money and we pay up
Got on my Five o Ones and my gritter posture
I fit her proper
If she papered I'm in her choppers
Letting her know this ninna dinner cost her
And I'm famous squash her so animal like someone better get her doctor
This boys born and raised in KC M.I.Z.Z.O.U.
But once in a while I hit the L.K. for ladies
Cause they straight Be in KU. You
Then back to Kansas city were is gates all on they plate
We think about it and we crave it when we vacate
I represent the MO and all the way to K state
Call me Tech N9ne but teachers and students call me A. Yates

[Hook: Tech N9ne]
I'm hella fine like the food at Ollie Gates
Strawberry baked bean mixed plate
So everybody just bounce rock skate
Cant wait O.G. Ollie Gates
O.G. Like Ollie Gates
O.G. Like Ollie Gates
O.G. Ollie Gates
O.G. Baby
This is Kansas City

[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
We be scouting pretty young things yo we got are selves in
Like dun deal I'm a popper Blouzin
Get her hot and ready listening to Roger Troutmen
Rest In Peace baby
Seven this beats crazy
Teach babyz we used to listen to this at least 80
We Kansas city stepping no question
We repping 56 and 57 we know that if he jeffen then hes shady
K.C.K.'s gate got the chicken wing this'ell bring
Traffic when the people ??
So you better be listening cause the don is sniffing green
This is the mission get ya when you hitting your nicotine
They got your money man and you know that they ain't
Something delicious yea you know the trey say gates
That's the place were they come and get you if the pay late
But I stay great cause everyone's banging the A. Yates

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Tech N9ne]
North side were is you (HEY!)
South side were is you (HEY!)
East side were is you (HEY!)
West side, what it do? (HEY!) (TECH N9NE)
Ain't no body's sauce like this
Ain't no other barbecue boss like this
The Fiorella's might cost quite a bit
Ya we do it but the fire ain't brought like this
O.G. told me go see
If the other city's Q is G.O.O.D.
But he knew that id find out slowly
Just like my KC barbecue they cannot hold me, A. Yates

[Hook]
I'm hella fine like the food at Ollie Gates
Strawberry baked bean mixed plate
So everybody just bounce rock skate
Cant wait
Now everybody say
Lalalalalalalalalala, lalalalalalalalalala
Now Everybody Say
Lalalalalalalalalala, lalalalalalalalalala

Damn Boy

F U Pay Me lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Krizz Kaliko, Makzilla)

(Tic-Tac-Toe)
I'm lining up my X's and O's telling N9na let's go nigga!
(Get Dat Dough)
Kali Baby, we world wide now, tell ya girl bye for now and
(FU Pay Me)
I'm looking for them checks next, looking for the exit, thats it,
FU got a wife, sister, mama, and nephew with little Christopher
What the F you think im spittin' for?
I'm not living for the middle living the given is difficult,
Gotta live it up but life is pitiful,
A pedestal, I put myself on, nobody gave me a damn thing,
Stealin' vans, different lands, we doin' the same thing,
It's time to pay the piper, freestyles for decipher,
Ain't no volunteer, look how far we got here,
I been in places that you never been,
colored money, get it Netherlands,
I get around like a ceiling fan,
I need my chips with dip or meet my pistol grip,
'Cause if I slip, nigga, Crystal will trip, baby!
And I see some ladies tonight,
that should be havin' my baby,
FU Pay Me!

[Chorus - Krizz Kaliko]
FU Pay Me,
I'm not doin' it for free, I'm doin' it for me, tell 'em again!
FU Pay Me,
I'm not doin' it for fun, I'm doin' it for money, honey
FU Pay Me,
That's to get lots of matzah, that's what we after,
FU Pay Me,
I'm up the Presidents to represent me like Obama,

[Makzilla]
We have you known me not to have no cash?
When have you seen me with a bitch that ain't bad?
See me in a color other than red?
When have you heard about me talking the Feds?
There's two sides to every joke, a partner best believe
I know green thumb, niggas with them coca leaves,
You see the game ain't the same, man, it's reasonable doubt.
Niggas falling off the chain when it's a reasonable drought,
In every hood, there's a snitch nigga running his mouth,
But I was smart, I took my stash, told my brothers I'm out,
Hold up, back up,
Via, Diaz,
Bitch nigga's envy,
Jealious, not us
Hand cuff, your bitch,
She know, we rich,
That's why, your face,
She rots Disney,
Script writer, only know how to ball,
No rehearsal, niggas know we die alone.

[Chorus - Krizz Kaliko]
FU Pay Me,
I'm not doin' it for free, I'm doin' it for me, tell 'em again!
FU Pay Me,
I'm not doin' it for fun, I'm doin' it for money, honey,
FU Pay Me,
That's to get lots of matzah, that's what we after,
FU Pay Me,
I'm up the Presidents to represent me like Obama

[Tech N9ne]
I'm still coming for that Absolute Power money,
And I know they don't really want to have a shoot shower for me,
Especially when I'm in L.A., they lay like a hour from me,
Let me stop cause here's what makes the thing on gour yummy,
And I eat that with a waffle, I regret I didn't pop you,
No respect I get hostile, checks you owe Tech his colossol,
Many consecutive checks you kept I can stretch, that is awful,
But I suggest you get it even if an address given, sex in a brothel
All that money must have left you lazy
Guess you took a couple more steps too crazy
We one hundred but take a guess who's shady
With a handle did mantle man accept you lady?
I gee this really piss your nephew daily,
And it's serious now that cause Tech grew babies
Even if you say you send all that's left to Haiti
FU Pay Me!

[Chorus - Krizz Kaliko]
FU Pay Me,
I'm not doin' it for free, I'm doin' it for me, tell 'em again!
FU Pay Me,
I'm not doin' it for fun, I'm doin' it for money, honey,
FU Pay Me,
That's to get lots of matzah, that's what we after,
FU Pay Me,
I'm up the Presidents to represent me like Obama

Gamer lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Kutt Calhoun)

[Intro]
Welcome to G-G-G-Gamer.
The game were either you can be the player, or you can get played.
Caution, if you do enguage and you lose,
this could result in sever heart trauma or distort your way of thinking.
Play Safely... safely... safely.

[Verse 1 - Tech N9ne]
I-I-I am a game-gamer
Play the part major heart breaker brain changer
Take her thoughts make her start they insane anger
Then they can march, hate can spark, names DA-DANGER
You gotta be fine to get in my chamber
Untamed ain't no shame when I bang stranger
But that's a thousand point, one got it, but the thing drained her
And the game hanged her in the strain of a main claimed her.
Now what you gon do different?
Wonder how well the picture went.
The one I saw was twitcher sent
Saw through mommy like Mr.Kent.
Lookin like her kissers were whistlin to get liquor bent
Or wishin for me to sticker in a position to dip I get her hint.
A hundred points she gets cause we connected
Five hundred points for the number that tech direct texted.
Bonus three hundred if she come over and get naked.
But a stinky crevice took her to nothing, girl take the exit.

[Hook - Krizz Kaliko]
I'm a game
She the game
I'm a playa
You not the same
Who to loose
Who to blame
Don't hate the playa
Hate the game
I can be your super lover babe if you just let me in,
baby it ain't hard to play the game but maybe hard to win
Its a rollercoaster ride come on as I give it a spin
Play it right you get an extra man babay!

[Verse 2 - Tech N9ne]
Next player she say shes the best slayer
She love when her breasts bare
With hot candlewax that's rare
Six hundred points when she say her and her girl is a sex pair
That'll get you an extra man now we gamin on that there

[Kutt Calhoun]
Baby you doin good stay on it picked up an extra man
The only way to use that bonus is if a sexy friend
equally fine as you may join us to pass the test
to slam fingers in and then out on your own personal message can
Skype is so exciting and virtual
when two tight women ignite in a delightfulness of diking in about five minutes
You might just win it yet
but now your girl lookin up tight with it
lack of participation got your points steadily spiking
And if five hundred points is important
Then let your mind body and souls free
Keep your opponents from trying to score these
Mighty sluttin up with just seconds left on the board
3-2-1 and on to the next ones cause these bore me
Because

[Hook 2]

[Verse 3 - Kutt Calhoun]
Eleven Hundred points mommy looked smelled and taste good
But lost it from tellin it all on facebook
One got a dinner
The other from twitter was usin a fake picture
And in the end werent none of them winners
Till I met this girl from tagged.com
Got to meet me, whip me, and she be freaky deaky
Got the dinner a movie and plus a repeat.
Highest score ever but i broke the broad
Say you came close but no cigar my minds primed.

[Tech N9ne]
Gamin on ya
Even if you got some good head hood said
You keep the pood fed till the woods dead
If you happen to get into bed with me
Then you'll spread quickly and do a medley of ooh and yea's with me
And thats a thousand points if you get that
Dinner is a thousand mo you can get it if you with that
Good conversation can prolly get you diamond knickknacks
But a misshap like bloggin about how I did that, give my shit back!

[Hook - Krizz Kaliko]

Thank you for playing Gamer
Congrats if you are the winner
Sorry and shit if you are a loser
If indeed you failed
Please come again
But remember
Continuous play may cause extreme nausea and often results can be fatal
-Game Over-

Jumpin' Jax lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Bishop Young Don, Stevie Stone & Krizz Kaliko)

[Intro:]
10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 Drop it

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
Wow, look at all these women I'mma have a blast here
Cause all of 'em know that I made a lot of money last year
So that means that you got to really bounce, bounce that ass dear
Then, maybe, later, you can get in a position, of a pap smear
Stripping's at a all time high
If it's based on the amount of dollars that fall, I'm why
And the ladies, they love me cause I ain't no small time guy
So we up in the strip club and a chick just caught N9ne's eye (Go)
Mayne this chick got a big butt stainless, and this rump that'll make a brother get up
Frame is thick with her ripped gut, strangest thang it jumps I'mma give her hella big bucks
In this thang, when it swang
Steady steppin' up my spin it game
After the spot they wanna go bang with 120 minute mayne
Her beautiful face, insane, and yes, her thighs are gleamin'
And it's spiritual cause her booty'll exorcise the demons
Hey look at that Bernice Burgos, with that humpin' back, And when she do that dance, ooo that booty doing jumpin jax

[Hook: Bishop]
(Oh) oh she gotta a body with a humpin' back
Lookin like a workout student doing jumpin' jax, (oh)
Baby girl, that trunk gotta lotta junk in that, (oh)
Ain't it funny how much money I'mma dump in that, (oh)
Jumpin' jax, jumpin' jax, booties bouncing like [x3]
Ain't it funny how much money I'mma dump in that

[Verse 2: Stevie Stone]
The way she move it seems a little bit appalling
Could put 'em on the poles
They got that feeling so I had to interweave and floss 'em
Lose 'em like a (ose
You get 'em in the back wall, in the cut
Pin me down, line 'em up
Work it 'til my time is up
This is how I creep (Stevie Stone)
Filling up my cup cup
Thong on the ground
And the vibe done changed since they came round
I got another Goose and the Henny and the Crown
And they bouncing off the walls got them jumping all around
I swear I love your energy, you gon be a friend to me
Your friend can meet my friends and we be friends right now right now
Want you to watch your back, Jumpin' Jack
If ya see it, cabbage patch
Baby ain't got a problem wit' it
Did it well and made it clap
Tail lean down to boogie, climb up on me, sukie sukie
Cool, I'm gone spend a little dough, she gone let a nigga know the way she grinding nookie
HA HA HA HAAA!!
Got them talking to themself cause I know deep down that I wan' get a taste
Got a perrr lil face
Got shit in the hip
To the front and the back and a little bit a waist
Your thighs [?] let me slide inside of them
Them things excite a lot of men
Girl you look good you make me say

[Verse 3: Krizz Kaliko]
I wanna see if your tight enough
See if any one of them is good enough for me to try to
Hide em up, Divide 'em up
She delic' and sweet, put her between my teeth and
Bite her muff
I'm looking them, thick strippers a big tipper
I will, de-liver the big dipper
Can-can, bim bim and then send her, she hard but her back yard is so tender
That booty bouncing, bo-bouncing
Like she doing a dribbling dance
I like 'em with so many stretch marks like she wearing some coloroid pants
So if you got that "va voom" have moon and bring it to me
I'm giving out Loonie Toonies
And lookin' for the pimples on the booty
I want you to strip it down like im looking for contraband, I'm the man
Hit the ground, dirty birdy, put that head in the sand
Frequently go to the booty house
We go cuckoo when the booty out
And you, would too, if you knew about
What they, would do, when the money out, hey!
So I'm giving all my checks and I'm expecting
More than just a kiss and I ain't talking 'bout a peck and
We'll have lots of fun and you can come if you get beckoned
The booty bouncing like jumpin jax looking well I wreck it

Keep It One Hunit lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Big Scoob, Glasses Malone, Irv Da Phenom)

[Intro: Tech N9ne]
If you at the rink put ya skates on
Roll with the nina celebrate and that the day gone
Just because the DJ aint diggin and pumpin they song
Mediocre rappers pick tecca nina to hate on
And they do it all night and day long but when they see me that frowned up hatin face gone
Ain't no rah uh reason ya fronted ya should've just kept it one hunit learn how to make ya face stay stone

[Chorus]
Why you comin at me like that, is it cause I came up you mad,
cause ya see me with all this cash (Keep it one hunit)
Homie it aint no changin me,
yeah I'm still the same OG and on my momma I'm always be
(Keep it one hunit)

[Verse 1: Big Scoob]
One hunit that's the reason big dog was called representer of the five block villian nigga dog well respected in the crime don way back to pauls that's my liquor store my hood where I swang my balls for you young niggas that aint know that really don't know the name check my history eventually you'll get told the same nigga big dogs a damn fool a fixture in the game and I play it by my own rules damned if Imma change I was raised in this gang bang lived through this gang bang homies that done died so I got pride in this gang bang fuck nigga bring it, if it's beef then Imma eat it Imma beast and I'm conseded I have yet to be defeated naw I'm indefeated that's a hard days work boy don't make me pull your skirt and show your pussy on the turf Nigga! I'm vill walkin' shit talkin' on this fucking track, the show me's finest show your highness how you love that.

[Verse 2: Glasses Malone:]
Im a playa, ma'fuck haters, and this a thin line (shit) but thas what separates us.
If they smart, they are the segregaters, team of Kansas city chiefs, wit a ma'fuckin Raider.
Thats a problem in the makin', a problem in the matrix, people thats unplugged (man) would probably be the safest. So understand I hope this hood shit sacred, hand on the bible I shoot it out to satin, if he ever did say shit, I really would be finer, ya you heard me nigga, anytime cuz, still serving nickels, step ya grind up, I knew the game was dirty b'fore I signed up, ya this rap shit is circus full of clowns and, otha weirdos acting silly for the croud, then they think we all the same till my pistols get to plowin, so a hunit aint enough, gotta keep it one thousand.

[Verse 3: Tech N9ne]
It sounds like they wanna claim KC king
They can't advance in this game cause they weakling
When in the trap making penis that can't see things
Like me at marina grog and galey mane feasting
Party of 70 at the (fogo da'chao)
You niggas small time, me and travis mobilin' now
Holding us down almost everybody know what it sounds of
Tecca nina despite the hate you be throwing around
From now on they will not talk nay talk
And they family won't have to walk cross grave moss
I'm the king it because I mob boss pay cost
I pro ball on em they rock chalk Jayhawk
So bow down cause the king gets hyphy
If you slight me ain't no stopping the nina the almighty
Don't you see the snake and bat shining brightly
Keep it one hunit if your rappers don't really like me, fight me!

Harvey Dent lyrics - Tech N9ne

[Intro:]
This Tech N9ne baby
And I don't do just one thing
I'm everything
If I did one thing
All y'all would agree
But you don't.

So you want me do some madness
Y'all want the crazy shit
But I just wanna kick it sometimes
Drink some Caribou Lou and KC Tea

They want madness
Anghellic and sadness
Fans relish when gladness is damned
Devilish and ashes

But I like this cash
This massive magazine ad
Gets crackin
Attractive chicks passin
Is rap and actresses never asses

They want the clown
The paint and the evil frown
The drinkin, the needle now
The taint and no feeble sounds

But I need your pounds, your pesos
Your people down with this label
And I be so bound for that halo when I be low ground?

They want that black magic
That savage with bad habits
Grab at and stab rabbits
The maggot that has cabbage

But I'm at that fast status
With swagger that's past average
My glasses and rag matches
Don't mean flag and it's no blast added

They say bizarre he went
They love him and dark he vents
Popin the chart
He sent naughty shit to everybody's tent

I wanna be at the party bent
Listenin to Parliament
Sorry this part of me's a gnarly gent
They call me

Harvey Dent

People be
Talkin bout
This an that
Sayin it

And I hear
Can I get
Back what I
Started with

Want me, want my old shit, buy my, buy my old albums
Want my old shit, buy my, buy my old albums

Harvey Dent

They want the demon
The animal that spread the semen
The cannibal
Sign of the heathen
Who's eatin meat 'n no vegan

But I get my fees
And I'm reachin for the decent skis
And a piece of the be frequent beats
And the freak and be hit the cheesing

They want the dark knight
They want a bar fight
Hard bites
Art is the smartest thing
In this scarred life

Women that's our vice
They starin at our ice
Matter what's at the tar lights?
But I hittin the car twice

They want that killer clown
They want the milla sound
Gorilla that pill ya for scrilla
But I hold the villa down

I'm chinchilla now
With maxzilla I tap chillas
You rap niggas you hate
But it's still a crown

Just call me two face
On the right side I got healthy pearly whites
On the left side I got a tooth ache

I'm Asmodeus but then I'm Master Farah?
Black people think I'm a devil
White people think I'm a God

People be
Talkin bout
This an that
Sayin it

And I hear
Can I get
Back what I
Started with

Want me, want my old shit, buy my, buy my old albums
Want my old shit, buy my, buy my old albums

Harvey Dent

What's Next lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Craig Smith & Oobergeek)

[Intro:]
[Tech:] Craig you up man?
[Craig:] Haha, Mr. Smith, it's beautiful night in Kansas City
[Craig:] I must say Tech, you gotta check this out
[Craig:] Haha, it's another one
[Tech:] Shut up nigga you ain't Tony G
[Craig:] Hahahaha, check it out, uh

[Verse 1: Craig Smith]
Its a hard knock jaw drop life for me
Last year I was in front of mic's for free
Now I'm winning its nice to see
Because if you ever tried to make it out of here, you would know its all bull
And I'mma show them how to steer with it
Had a clear vision head light deer sittin'
Thought it would be easy because Craig's got a clear image
Gotta shift out of gear LeBron James
They know that I'm a king but I remain in the cavalier
I was a rolling stone and now I'm sky-scrapping
I'm hella dope they high from songs im making
Like a Jamaican and I can BUCK BUCK
What was y'all thinking I'm hot for no reason
Summer summer time James lemonade
I'm in season and springing into the rain
You don't wanna get wet in it
I stepped in it
And got respect
And now I ask Tech what's next

[Hook: Krizz Kaliko]
I got my duffel bag, my swag and my A.M.X
I got my girlie all done up for some S.E.X
I keep my heat under the seat in case them fools they flex
I'm taking trips over seas, tell me what is next

[Verse 2: Obergeek]
Ay yo whats next up on the menu
What show? A different venue
When you thought that it was over no sir its to be continued
Too many people know you
Too many bitches on you
So you ditching on the exact same thing you want to go to
From the outside looking in
They don't be understanding
Because from every fan that loves you thats an inch away from family
My name is Obergeek but you refer to me as Grammy
It's just pre-mental planning maybe you will understand me
Started as a local, haha
Now I'm on the vocals lala
The time it took to do this shit was kinda loco
I know
Put me on the beat then I flow
I'm fuckin' with green because I go
Seems like I speed through obstacles like my life's on nitro
I see the light posts I'm speeding through the night glow
My miles per hour says I should be insured for Geico
I took a stop at Ollie Gate
As as soon as I stepped up in the place
He asked me what is on my plate
I said I got

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Tech N9ne]
I'm tryin' to make it so the whole world can hear that
Real raw and severe rap
Television showing how humongous my career got
Me popping bottles when the enemies watching poppin' beer caps
They feel severe slaps from here clear to Iraq
I'll near trap but this here's cracked
And I get them chicks with their boobies lifted and rears fat
What me and Travis doing every year after year stacked
Then we off in the Bahamas where the peers at cheers cat
And we don't fear packs cause we standing near straps
Come to me with that queer crap you'll get your vaneers cracked
Yeah I might be a weird brat
But I get them tears from your dear that'll have her speared in the lair when her brazier snaps
Watch who you sneer at
Because if we see a rat he's smeared flat
He's about to feel snakes and hear bats
So whats next is a mere splat
On her face because the P was shear wack, haha

[Krizz Kaliko:]
I'm living like a rockstar (Living like a rockstar)
I'm going to places everywhere you are (Where you are)
I do it just like what you wish that you could truly be (Truly be)
I'm fresh, I'm on a magazine (I'm fresh, I'm on a magazine)
I'm living out my wildest dreams (I'm living out my wildest dreams)
I do it just like what you wish that you could truly be (Truly be)

[Hook]

Afterparty lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Kutt Calhoun, Devin the Dude)

[Intro]
Yo, what's up where you at? (Leavin' the club)
Meet me at the crib baby (Alright)
How many you got with you baby? (Three)
Alright let' party let's go!

(Hello?)
What's up where you at baby? (Leavin' the spot)
Meet me at the crib baby (O.K.)
How many you got with ya? (Four)
Alright come party, let's go! (Let's do it)

[Verse 1 - Tech N9ne]
After the club we
Usually go straight to chub base
That's where the 3 in the morning grub be
And even though icons is lovely
Tonight the pad is gonna be a must see
Cause hussies are coming to give up they pussys
Trust me

They comin' to muff me
Plus three
Maxzilla, Irv and Big Nick we's bout to bust V
Open until we lust free
She sucked D
Gushed me
Then roughly
Rode this dingaling like a huffy
Luck-ly
Another 36 cup D
Abruptly
Came into the room to fuck me
She said Techa Ninna touch me
Your dick is thick and husky
It must be
Like a ride at Cedar Point in Sandusky
Well whaddya know baby girl rushed me
The TNA was so silky and fluffy
Unjustly
I crushed B
And not one of these broads is ugly
Till the next morning when they crawl in they hubby snuggy
Lookin' rough as rugby

[Chorus]
Ye, we hit the spot if we choose her then she dippin' out
To take her to my house (It's the afterparty)
We can all (Get naughty)
And take our clothes off

You can take the under-route
Tell your man you at your momma house
No but really (It's the afterparty)
And we all (Get naughty)
Take our clothes off

[Verse 2 - Kutt Kalhoun]
Full of that liquor
Ready to stick all this dick up in her
Bitch out at Nina's
I never seen but I'm fixin to fuck
Already popin I'm running late
But just minutes away
Was told to grab condoms from up at walmart
and bring em with me

Soon as I enter my cock's attending a chicken brigade
Somebody's pussy about to get cooked rather chicken fillet
Found me a victim
We made our way through the kitchen
escape
into the garage
and the ?? was bout to begin

Lethargically sucking
heartily fuckin
with pinky to meat
So I told the slut
to hike up her butt
and let Kutt intervene
All in her guts
In between
The Benz and the buck and the scream
Nigger you're fuckin my whole linin up
With my husband to be

Drowning too much in the V
Shut the fuck up and I ease out
Take off the condom and I sprout
On her butt with relief

Just another episode of back to naughty?
Techa Nina I can't thank you enough
for the afterparty

[Chorus]

[Verse 3 - Devin the Dude]
When freaks come out at night
The freakiest stays out the latest
They hit the afterparty
They got somebody take care of they baby so it's cool
No rules no security gaurds
Let your hair down
Yeah now do what you want
Maine, fire up the weed
Whenever you please
Best believe
That you got the green light
The special guest is me
And we been drinkin and smokin all night
It's time to find a hoe to be strokin my pipe
A bitch quickly grab my dick and ask why it was so soft
I said that it would go off
She gave it a quick blow off
And she did
And me dick
Start to rise
She opened her eyes to a surprise

Her thighs was moist
It was my choice to go up in it
for a minute
put my dick up in it

She said it was spendid
She usually charge niggas
They like to rent it
I told her put it on my bill bitch and send it

[Chorus]

Too Many Girls lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Krizz Kaliko, Sundae)

[Verse 1 - Krizz Kaliko]
See she the object of my affection
Nah I take that back
See she the object of my erection
I gotta use protection
I'm way too paranoid so im avoiding the infection
To get her in position I use different voice Inflection
How you doin?
That nannies high on a pedestal
I need an intervention
Attention I need is medical
They rev me like an engine
I'm itchin to get my antidote
So give me an inch and I'm into it like it's cantalope
Be girls, be girls, be girls everywere
I can't help but stare
I'm just hoping that they share
Overseas they call me KaliBobbitto Frejo
He called Mr Bookoo Speedy Labito
Do em in then they ask for me to do em again
I ain't playin with them girls but they like to pretend
Like I'm there boyfriend for the night so I treat them a little meana
It's been too many years and surely been way too many girls

[Hook - Tech N9ne]
I know way too many girls
I simply have too many all around the world
So if you trippin wit yo lady
She might be with Techa Nina
Or Kali Baby
I know way too many girls
I simply have too many all around the world
So if you look and you don't see her
She might be with Kali Baby
Or be with Techa Nina

[Verse 2 - Tech N9ne]
Hey, I really like you so maybe we
Can go half on a baby see
Countries take a chance with crazy me
And I never wanna be shady
T don't give a damn were the other ladies be
Andrea I mean Damicica... damn
Man I think I got ADD
I'm callin you to say I think I've seen the light
Reg should come over right now and just sleep with me tonight
Sarah please I mean Taresa jeeze I steady keep losing sight
Cause they bodies be hella tight
Even though it's wrong the feelings right
My bed is so ready to get run up by incredible sex
I just wanna set up and get ate up caress your straight edible breasts
Do you hear me Loretta, sorry bout that Gina
Would you give me that thing I really want you Stephanie I mean Katrina
I get calls from Lacey, from Amber, and somestimes Sabrina
They all over my demeaner
So they stand in line for the weiner
From Christina, Pam, and big booty Jay
The one with Jareeta
And the Louse beuty queen and Tayaneeta
Said you got too many girls Nina

[Hook]

[Verse 3 - Sundae]
I need a girl Nina
Ain't no sense in me lyin
I'm like Biggy you buy her wine
And I just creep from behind her
Say she wanna be on my team
Lickin clits and vagina
Nevermind me you'll never Kevin Federline me
Too many girls, girls, girls around the world
They wanna eat my pussy buy your girl diamonds and pearls
I need a girl Nina
I like her but shes scarin me
Sextin me she like bury me
Since prop 8 bitch wanna marry me
I need a girl Nina
I ain't it but I'll bet a fifth
She's Strange
And I like it Pam and Kandy wanna do me
Jessica wanna make a movie
Tiffany will buy me Goochie if I let her lick my Coochie
I need a girl Nina
To put me in her moutha
I got these girls gone
Myan lost like Jimmy Hoffa
I need a girl Nina
These girls is Techa Nina crazy
She says she wanna lick me and have Krizz Kali babies
I need a girl Nina

Pu Wah Wah lyrics - Tech N9ne (performed by 816 Boyz)

816 boys!

[Chorus:]
She got that pu wah wah wah
Drip drip drip
She got that pu wah wah wah
Drip drip drip
She got that pu wah wah wah
Drip drip drip
It's a puddle on the ground, girl go on get a towel and wipe it up
Wipe it up
Now wipe it up
Now wipe it up
Wipe it up
Wipe it up
Now wipe it up
Now wipe it up
Wipe it up
Wipe it up
Now wipe it up
Now wipe it up
It's a puddle on the ground girl go on get a towel (Kali Baby)

[Krizz Kaliko:]
I'm kalico ala I like that pu wah wah
She let me do what I want to her then I'm through with her
I never smooch with her
She I'm the gooch with her
She got a fupa it don't matter I'm still scooping her
See see see see see baby like beats like
Shes like smellin right then tellin what that peach like (HEY!)
I take a sniff and sniff her up like snuffaluffagus
A horny lil devil's what shes up against
She drippin perfection
Perfect sweat drippin all ova her
Bodacious bernadette is what I'm callin her must sop her up
I cough it up to get a proper slop with her
Ya I'm confident but hopein it can pop with her, she popular
I get her off that fluid
It be nuthin to it
Gotta have her still but a bad one
So I holla Oh let do it
Yo chewbacca got me to hot I need cool wata
Or ya pu wah wah wah wah

[Chorus:]
She got that pu wah wah wah
Drip drip drip
She got that pu wah wah wah
Drip drip drip
She got that pu wah wah wah
Drip drip drip
It's a puddle on the ground, girl go on get a towel and wipe it up
Wipe it up
Now wipe it up
Now wipe it up
Wipe it up
Wipe it up
Now wipe it up
Now wipe it up
Wipe it up
Wipe it up
Now wipe it up
Now wipe it up
It's a puddle on the ground girl go on get a towel

[Kutt Calhoun:]
Kutt Calhoun Na na
I love when pu wah wah
Make me speakin baby talk
Goo goo gah love u doin that
Thing u do with your lil beaver got me pursuin that
Kitty you call sylvester
But tweety would call you puddy tat (meow)
Pussy cats all around me dog it's nature to look at that, woof at that
Maybe later I'll place a bone in her nookie sack
Perfect woman to mate with
Had a few and we took it back to the bedrock
Yellin YA BA DAB A DOO on the whoopie sack

[Tech N9ne:]
Tech Nina na I make the pu wah wah
And I make that moolah lah true dolla so I'm due ala
What you want do pah pah
You brought the ca ca to da da
Now that's just like a chihuahua against chewbaca, (na na na)
She turned it up and now she let the rump go (na na na)
She pulled the lil homie now I want mo (na na na)
She made the pu wah wah now she won't go
Like the Homie AP say shut the front doe

[Chorus:]
She got that pu wah wah wah
Drip drip drip
She got that pu wah wah wah
Drip drip drip
She got that pu wah wah wah
Drip drip drip
It's a puddle on the ground, girl go on get a towel and wipe it up
Wipe it up
Now wipe it up
Now wipe it up
Wipe it up
Wipe it up
Now wipe it up
Now wipe it up
Wipe it up
Wipe it up
Now wipe it up
Now wipe it up
It's a puddle on the ground girl go on get a towel

[Mackzilla:]
I'm Mackzilla la I like that pu wah wah
Ya I want cha friend (my Friend?)
No not chu ma ma (what?)
That one over there (her?)
Ya over there (oh) ya that pretty lil sumthin with the long hair
I see your christian Louis Vuitton so your shoe game right
This swag is atmosphere so that means it out of sight
Made my way thru the crowd yep approach got near
Post at chu at the bar and whispered in ya ear
Hey Miss lady (radio edit) got chu from a crush
She said she ain't a groupie chick and I know you a star
Don't sweet talk me if you plan on playin around
So I jumped on the ground and I start to scream loud
Yo body so bad like Jessica Biel
No mirage booty pop saggy booty conceled
She hot yes sir americans top model
Don't need no water got a big big bottle of that pu wah wah wah
Drip drip drip

[Chorus:]
She got that pu wah wah wah
Drip drip drip
She got that pu wah wah wah
Drip drip drip
It's a puddle on the ground, girl go on get a towel and wipe it up
Wipe it up
Now wipe it up
Now wipe it up
Wipe it up
Wipe it up
Now wipe it up
Now wipe it up
Wipe it up
Wipe it up
Now wipe it up
Now wipe it up
It's a puddle on the ground girl go on get a towel

KC Tea lyrics - Tech N9ne

[Hook]
What you want want
What you need
What you havin
What will it be

All we need is Hennessey then a sprite,
squeeze it in it, twist a lemon,
this one is the best one in it

[Verse 1]
I don't make this drink by the gallon
I make it by the cup then I'm stylin
Got KMK Slaughta House and Brotha Allan
Im KC Teas we all over the world wildin

[Chorus]
HENESSEY (Twist some lemon with the)
HENESSEY (Sprite go right with the)
HENESSEY (Make ya night go right with the)
KC TEA (KC TEA!)
HENESSEY (Twist some lemon with the)
HENESSEY (Sprite go right with the)
HENESSEY (Make ya night go right with the)
KC TEA (KC TEA!)

[Verse 2]
I like to drink it in a real big wine glass
At my place full of women lettin time pass
With Hennessey sprite and lemon baby im as
Drunk as skunk but a second one im on ya fine ass
The first variation from the homie Vito
We drank the Hennessey and lemon where ever we go
Then add the sprite and no seven was me-o
Then me and Kali named it in a Las Vegas Casino
Lemon or lime it don't matter to you slumps
Man that sound real good
Taste good too Punk
A double shot into ya cup'll get you crunk
Too much more when you wake up and you thump like
BAAM BAAM AHH DWAAM
This is how you feel the next day because you slammed
The KC Tea gotta take Ea-sy, like E
This is Techa Nina Kansas City Spiked Tea

[Hook]
What you want want
What you need
What you havin
What will it be

All we need is Hennessey then a sprite,
squeeze it in it, twist a lemon,
this one is the best one in it

[Chorus]
HENESSEY (Twist some lemon with the)
HENESSEY (Sprite go right with the)
HENESSEY (Make ya night go right with the)
KC TEA (KC TEA!)
HENESSEY (Twist some lemon with the)
HENESSEY (Sprite go right with the)
HENESSEY (Make ya night go right with the)
KC TEA (KC TEA!)

[Verse 3]
Fill the cup full of ice first
Cuz the Hennessey will melt a little ice and it might irk
Me when im all up on a tight skirt
I need a fully loaded Kansas City Tea for quenchin my thirst
If you aint got no Real lemon just let some of the lime juice spill in them
I know a lot of the Caucasian people don't really do the Hennessey
But the way that I make it I will Hen em
Convert a lot of people every year an
On St. Patties day I shared it with very weird fans
They started fightin and my leg was near rammed
I told em take it easy there's a beverage here man
KC Tea is One Hunit mayne
Check it if its flat sprite then I don't want it mayne
My money mayne is on Hennessey and the image of cream corn
I'm runnin thangs ( I'm runnin Thaaangs)

[Hook]
What you want want
What you need
What you havin
What will it be

All we need is Hennessey then a sprite,
squeeze it in it, twist a lemon,
this one is the best one in it

[Chorus]
HENESSEY (Twist some lemon with the)
HENESSEY (Sprite go right with the)
HENESSEY (Make ya night go right with the)
KC TEA (KC TEA!)
HENESSEY (Twist some lemon with the)
HENESSEY (Sprite go right with the)
HENESSEY (Make ya night go right with the)
KC TEA (KC TEA!)

[Verse 4]
A lot a men never sinned on the Hen
Where ya been boy boy where ya been?
It'll have ya wit her again and again
Even strong enough to do her lesbian friends
If you can't handle her then hand her to me
Cuz im at five of em and I'm bout to hammer the V
Even got it set up for the camera to see
I'm wit her but I'm really picturing Angela Ye
She aint wearin nothing but Pradas on her feet
KC Tea got me really supersonic in the sheets
Hittin harder than sticky icky chronic on the streets
So nice to wake up in the bathroom aint no vomit on the seat
Bartender made it right and I'm sure because it tastes sweet like canddy
Yeah, and Ludacris you can make it with Conjour
And 40 you can make it with Landy but Authentic is the

HENNESSEY (It's about 38 a Fifth)
HENNESSEY (In Canada is like 68)
HENNESSEY (But Wal-Mart got it for 20 BOY Yeah! let's go!)
KC TEAA (KC TEA!)

HENESSEY (Twist some lemon with the)
HENESSEY (Sprite go right with the)
HENESSEY (Make ya night go right with the)
KC TEA (KC TEA!)

Oh You Didn't Know lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Irv Da Phenom & The Popper)

[Intro: Tech N9ne]
The clubs used to say nay
Back in the day I had to pay but now everybody say hey!
You lookin good bro, you makin good dough
I be like yo you didn't know? they say

[Hook:]
Oh
And 3 more didn't know saying
Oh oh oh didn't now the know now they know they say
Oh, and when we step in the club the say
Oh oh oh there they go there go they like oh
Now 3 hoes want to go like
Oh oh oh didn't know now they know they say
Oh your girl be like oh oh oh
Now I got it for the night screaming oh

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
They didn't know I sell out shows in Amsterdam
And in Switzerland
Tecca Ninna spits for grands
She really dont know she about to ditch her man
And give her pants to me cuz this her jam
Damn
Tecca Ninas everywhere keep it necessary to
Steer very clear
If he dare to stare and glare that's very fair
Be drinking, Be merry
Where the ladies with the dairy air?
More black women popping up at my shows
Like Tyler Perry there
Oh
And they didn't know I won an MTV award?
New York yelling for me like they've seen me before
They know that underground clown come so sick and dark
But they didn't know they'd see the N9ne on 106 & Park
I'm kixin it and the foes can not stop
No hoes can cock block it
My clothes in Hot Topic
They froze when I pop it
I glow in the MO
Throwing the dough
Cause I got that paper
Oh you didn't know?
They say

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Irv Da Phenom]
Hey yo we kixin it the Friday night
Even though it's a Thursday
Eyes on us when we stepping out on the curb free
Chickens want the business giggling
Acting flirty
Little momma swallowed all of her vodka
She still thirsty
Prolly cause she’s all the way in midst of forbidden and I head straight to the VIPer
Or maybe is you wet lil’ momma diggin’ on my feather
Got her dancing like a stripper
We super cold head to toe
We sharp as a machete
We the hottest show in KCMO
The new Malcom & Eddie yeah
It's me and Big Yates
He know my spits ape
Shit so sick he got me spitting on The Mixed Plate
Like a disgruntled employee that just quit Gates
You read the front of the fitted homie and it's
KC
Ask who the president and they are going to say
Phe
Nom
And now I'm rocking with the king (TECH N9NE!)
So every time we hit the clubs like a movie scene
Filling your women up with them cups of that Kansas City Tea
PHENOM!

[Hook]

[Verse 2: The Popper]
That's the noise you make you lady do
Fresh hypemen had me on the turn tables in 82'
Sleeping with women
Vodka sipping
While he was eating baby food
Murdering raps and spitting facts
Was something I was made to do
See I raised a few eyebrows when I started up
The Veteran Click gave me worldwide we was hard to touch
Ya'll can start the fuss
And I'm going to close you down
Popping you dick licker
Only when there is hoes around
Oh
That's what your girl be like
Killer city will show what that world be like
My world be tight
But my flows be sicker
Behind the counter and cut you
At that Paul's Liquor
I'm a show me nigga
I rep for the land
Marks swear that I got kool aid pumping through your man's heart
I've been marked
And respect the niggas who've been whacked
Fuck with Tech and Irv at the club and spin racks

[Hook]

Far Out lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. J.L., P.R.E.A.C.H., Stevie Stone)

The following entry has uh seen mankind complete it's first evolutionary steps into the universe,
Leaving the planet earth and going forward into the universe

[Chorus: x2]
I'm Far out, off the chain, star route, I done lost the plane.
Spit the bars out, with the quick of our mouth,
Get the feeling of the tip, and let them take the dart out
With the superstar route, I can take it far out

Find me, I'm often low earth orbit,
I'm far out now I'm talkin bout gotta get ready your gravity come towards it.
I sky scrape jump up in the cloud and absorb it, rain down on you niggas like a storm hit.
I'm headed for money and I'm sure of it, Important.
You know that I'm dumb fresh, supafly, stupid high,
Around business like suit & tie
Tryna get paid like that youtube guy, I'm one of those dudes, that get to running you dudes,
You gotta give him his dues, I'm incredible ya never gonna fill in my shoes,
You can forget up a truth, cause I'm a beast when I get up in this booth (ow)
Ok, ok they know me now don't they, I'm glad to say,
Tecca Ninna drinking turn me loose like J Obama way,
So you know I gotta do it like I'm spazzin, I really get it crackin,
never woulda imagined back when, felllas on the block got me rappin with one of the illist niggas to ever make it happen.
I'm often rides on less that flies on night,
Don't get it I'm a better hater I'm gone eyes on the mothafuckin prize,
And I won't get disturbed and come down from my throne,
B-hood full effect stange ya diggin it, we living it up mane it's all about the bigga shit,
Ready for the benefit, hands in the air if you feelin it.

[Chorus x2]

I think I fit this track so perfect tech & nina gave me a chance and I deserve it,
I been puttin in my work and cuttin like a surgeon, urgin my people to rebel like an insurgent.
I grab my sword and shield talk on field to feel my enemies pain the look in his eyes,
Surprised realized denied by the stand up guy, you don't really want it with me please don't try.
Plannin and ya archin the romanian guy, damn right dirty you can bet your live
And now it's time for me to make a sacrifice, so leave it like I see it I'm talkin after life
If this is wrong I can't be right, they want me dead but I stand alive,
Enemies who post like my favorite 5. I duckin at em then I wave bye bye, I'm off my noodle ain't I?
And my secret ain't mine and I play fight, ain't white hate night in the daylight,
You don't wanna be the one to catch that stain bright, so please proceed with caution,
And just don't speak too loud, cause they go head-huntin in the Mississippi you found,
they say I'm far out I'm a giant in this large crowd, get to fightin with my heart out,
I feel your hatred like the far south. see the truth is everybody wants the money,
But the fake it to make it if you pay ya taxin,
Look at the way I'm comin out the middle of the map and the tech the track with the ways of the?

[Chorus x2]

Paper lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Jay Rock)

[Intro: Bryan B Shynin]
This is your big homie Bryan B Shynin from Hot 103 Jams, host of underground heat
This next one is called "Paper", from that Tech N9ne Collabos, The Gates Mixed Plate, baby!

[Verse 1: Jay Rock]
Boy I'm 'bout my presidents
Benjamins and Jacksons
My name Jay Rock, a.k.a. get paper if you askin'
Catch me out in traffic
Traffic insult n' tragic
That magic trynna get that Frank Lucas and Ricky Ross cabbage
Find me on the freeway
Doin' deals on the 3 way
If you don't got my paper that chopper split you in 3 ways
My money runnin, it should be in some relays
No candles on my cake but everyday be my b-day
Comin' out that gutta, bitch I'm 'bout my dollas
Me and Tech up at the bank, takin' them paper showers
Who gives a fuck what you think, broke niggas envy hard
Gats in my drawers, guns in the car
Knock a nigga off
It's all about survival dawg
Get money, fuck bitches, rockstar
I'm 'bout my paper, you 'bout some paper? Let's do some business
If you cross me, hundred round magazine you gon' get your issue

[Hook:]
Paper, paper, paper, paper, paper, paper, paper, paper
Do what we do to survive (gotta get it)
Paper, paper, paper, paper, paper, paper, paper, paper
Get it like a thief in the night (you know I'm gettin')
Paper, paper, paper, paper, paper, paper, paper, paper
I'm comin' for yours, now it's mine (all about it)
Paper, paper, paper, paper, paper, paper, paper, paper
Mind on money, money on my mind

[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
I've sacrificed everything to get this fuckin' money
It'll be a wrap just like a mummy if you try to get it from me
Think it's funny
Try to get me when I'm lookin' stunny
Your blood and guts runny when I bust in the middle open up your tummy, yummy
Federal reserve note
Better know the darn ropes
Let her go with her folks, find out that she rollin' with your dope
Rats never deserve hope, put a knife where there were throats
Varicose veins are drained, and not a single word flows
Dollars made boss, holla raised cost
Cause all was in squalor because of all your days off
So I gotta get paid off, I'm a baller nay lost
Crosses and your wall lookin' like ragù and hollandaise sauce
I'll make ya the yapa no fakin' a neighbor for sacred
But if your face is a hater I'll erase your space on this place, ya
Better take the base out your trachea
I'mma waste your crepes and your Jäger
Not a fuckin' place will be safer
I'mma say that it's scraped in my nature to chase the

[Hook]

Loud lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Irv Da Phenom, Bizzy & Alan Wayne (Pradagy))

[Chorus:]
Yeah I play my music LOUD!
I betcha you feel me coming down the block
The thunder in the trunk gon' knock
You know I play my music LOUD!
And yup I got the neighbors losing sleep
From the way I crank it up and let it beat
Yeah
Turn it up like
(Boom boom boom boom)
Let it beat like
(Bang bang bang bang)
Turn it up like
(Boom boom boom boom)
Let it beat like
(Bang bang bang bang)
Turn it up like
(Boom boom boom boom)
Let it beat like
(Bang bang bang bang)
Turn it up like
(Boom boom boom boom)
Let it bang
Let it bang

[Verse 1]
Pulled up in a bucket, blowing on a blunt
Beat hittin like brrrump bump bump
Crack I crease sound like a big bitch
In the back trying get up out a little nigga trunk
Turn heads for I even hit the block
Lil kids running up when they hear the beat knock
Crank it to the max whenever I pass cops
Hearts keep a beat whenever the bass drop
My shit is quakin got my rearview vibrating
Pulled up next to my gran momma at the red light got her wig shaking
Seeing purple is what I'm tasting
Finna do some baby making
Gotta chop ta sixfy sitting next to me
Bitch lookin like some nialating
Hey sunday morning 'round eleven robot erupting in the reveren
I'll probably lose my hearing by the time I'm twenty-seven
It's a shame
But I need that dang
To vibrate my frame
ABS my game
Have to do a little switch up can a a player get strange
I tell my biatrice to quit yappin later or we gon' get nasty
You can do whatever you like to me, we can do classic or get trashy
Matter fact we ain't even gotta go to the crib girl we can do it in the back seat
For now sit back relax and let this beat massage your ass cheeks

[Chorus]

[Verse 2 - Prada]
It's WHO
Prada
Jesus that nigga that came with the heat that you needed
Loving the way it all hella hated on
Hungry little niggas 'bout ta eat till the plate is gone
Gotta flamer on, 'bout to step into the danger zone
Mind as well go ahead and call the cops
'cause 'em loud ass next door neighbors are home
Yeah
And we come up to tear the block up
Beat it loud banging like blocka, them bitches jock us
That why these niggas mock us but they not us, and it not just
Music with me and my partner, we done put time in this bitch so how can you stop us
Prada (WHAT) Get 'e
Can I get up in the rhythm of the money
For the woman with 'em other niggas in the city to shred now
I'll never make let 'em hear now,
Got it made now,
Gettin' hoes now
Gettin laid now
Cause when I getta laying down,
Gettin paid now
You motherfucker shouldn't hella from the say now
Gotta middle finger for yall scratch that I ain't even thinkin' of ya'll Pass that
So pass the gat to the back
Where I'm sitting now with the kitty cat I'ma laugh when I'm gettin' now
Roll down the window and let the beat slap (??) and strange you can't beat that
That's what it's all about Paul
Don't be hatin' on a nigga cause a nigga gotta a little bit of cloud boy
Shit talk shit down anyways
Shut your motherfuckin' mouth BOY

[Chorus]

[Verse 3 - Tech N9ne]
They don't want me to live in the end of my block
'cause when I get to the killer I don't stop
Partyin' with the ladies I pull in Mercedes you know we gonna
BANG BIG SOUND
We kickin' it loud at 3 o'clock on the spot
Pouring liquor around we doin' shot till we drop
Every once in a while we get a knock from the cops saying
TURN SHIT DOWN
Yup
My neighbors probably wishin' I resided in hella prison
'cause they always tellin' me and mack to turn down our Television
And we got it into our stereo, you would think the scenario running lights
I got the mic when the bass kick hit very low
I can't help 'cause I like it loud I hype the crowd
I party and I despise the cloud
It might be froul the neighbors wanna fight me now
In the night we growl the woman excite me wow
So with the volume button 'cause I be bustin' the thang
And I don't wanna nobody hearin' us when we bang
So I turn up the music and then lust then we came
Now I know the neighbors know my name
Can't help 'cause that's my style
More beat then a lolla loud
'bout to get me a killer in the country
Nobody to hump me tellin' me to
TURN IT DOWN!
I'm gonna live it really black and proud
Go up in the yard nigga reveren in doubt
Until the cops run up to me and then I crack a smile

[Chorus]

Need More Angels With Prayer lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Brother K.T., Irv Da Phenom)

[Brother KT:]
Praise God, my brother, forgive me father right now
As I'm asking great blessings in favor right now
For this man of God, Lord, you know the direction that your taking his life
Holy spirit Lord and you have a covering over his life
Continue to bless him, Lord, let him know that his best is yet to come
And Lord, let him know when the wickedness of his enemies try to destroy him
To bring him down, all he has to do is just call on you
Now Lord, come bring favor into his life, favor into his music Lord
Let him know that his best is yet to come
As long as he can continue to put you first

[Tech N9ne:]
Drama, used to be my middle name, with ecstasy
Sex and technically set me for a little fame, it gets to me
When the people I used to know switch and change, regretfully
I'm gonna say I don't wanna see none of them again, they stressing me
When they think cause of my absence I'm playing games
When really I just work in strain to let everybody else feel my pain
And respectfully I gotta say buzz off you and Tech Nina's thangs in jeopardy
Cause I need angels around me, that's your claim, but you'll never be
Strange Lane I feel this deep in my veins like Leprosy
You attacking my nerves and mess with my brain, it's vexing me
Ain't a angel inside you distrusting vain is your recipe
To complain is necessity, you're to blame so I reckon we
No longer straight that's why I never came when you beckoned me
I need peace in my life, but with you need gangs and weaponry
I'm too busy to have these lousy lames come question me
Man I really do need more angels blessing me

[Hook - Irv Da Phenom:]
You see we've all done our dirt
God knows that I have
And I know I can't take that back
But I can say today I'm makin' a change
I'mma leave the drama in my past
So if you tryin' to bring me down
Don't you ever come around
I got no space in my life for negative, I said I need
I need more angels around me

[Tech N9ne:]
Need somebody to bring me a brighter day
Not somebody that when I see 'em comin' I gotta hide away
Like these losers leavin' messages ain't gon' try to say
I went Hollywood when I don't answer so you know I push delete right away
I need the drama gone like I'm at my mama home
Your persona's piranha beyond the haters trauma, holmes
So if you wanna get on us you get the llama chrome
I know that you hear me even though I'm speaking mono tone
That's to the demons who's callin' leaving me death threats
Been a couple of years and my spirit ain't even left yet
Yellin' 'bout when I come to your town I'm liable to get wet
Tech said maybe angels but dump you can bet that
We don't need evil seeds making us get dummy
Wanna breathe the weight of succeed, get from me
Devil breed ain't no need for we to get chummy
Deny your creed and proceed to get money

[Hook]

[Tech N9ne:]
Need sun rays, not a dark cloud
That's why they still lookin' for me like, "Where art thou?"
Oh brother, they so cluddered and hearts' foul
Ain't never returned they call and they 'bout to start now
Need angel wings, not gargoyles
You bring that beef to me get ready to get charbroiled
I treated them so nice in the past these people are spoiled
Reject them demons and get them all off of our soil
And when the smoke clears in your retina
Who cleaned it up? You gots to give it up to slegna
The black boots and red strings come to bless ya
Let's ya mesh mess and threds bash your ex-o
Dus, yes that's us but my angle
Is to break news to these webs that's so tangled
Such a shame, your name remains painful so change your games
Cause we were stained but became angels

[Hook]

[Brother KT:]
Now, Lord guide and keep him
Lord give him strength and favor
And Jesus end my prayer, amen
My brother I love you, stay encoraged man
And just know what God has for you Tech, is for you
Can always count on me, alright?
Much love from Brother KT

What's Yo Psycho? lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Brotha Lynch Hung, Sundae)

[Intro: Icey Rock Craven]
Born in the basement of Bizzle*
Brought to life by Icey Rock and Tech N9ne
The many faces of madness
I bring to you, the NNUTTHOWZE!

[Hook x2: Tech N9ne]
NNUTTHOWZE in this bizznitch
Sick shit is our business
Fly high by the night so (muthafucka)
Let me know
What's yo psycho?

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
My psychosis is I can't keep focus
Without doses of beautiful hostess
Is oh shit so thick roasted
I dosed it
I'm so sick with it
Ladies is supposed to get, get it
Below the clit I liked it
I rolls to wicked ya dig it
By designa I'm the kind ta
Climb behind her
Fine dime to slime her
Wine and dine thine
Is minor
When it's time to grind her
Blind with signs I'm gonna find a vagina
Mouth bowls you came to brown hoes
The town hoes you chose the grown poles wicked wicked sounds vulgar
Knows the lows blows
The clothes is all over her clothes but told ya
I'm sick for sexposer
Ain't no secret
I really love to eat it
That quick spits
And jumps up to my back when they release it
Sometime I just wish I could just cut it out and keep it
That 6688846993 shit

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Brotha Lynch Hung]
Sloberin at the mouth I love my teeth I chew that meat up
I really don't give a fuck I do that heat 'um up while leak up
Slices of N I N E, S T R A N G E
Get off tonight yo hit the night though
Heat when I hear a ATB
Off the hook like a fish with his lip cut
She never got away rip gut
Creepin behind me you'll find a ? I ain't lyin'
Cut off the head and I hide it
Devide the body up I'm probably the sickest nigga in rhymin'
Sychie might be
When I give my 9 milli a tight squeeze
Ain't nobody like me
My mind be runnin' off light speed
Like me, to get um off they Nike's
Infered, sight beem
Went out the back with a slight mean
Gettin' off like the S.W.A.T. team
Fuckin' um up like I'm cuttin' um up with a knife seem
I'm breakin' off rappers I'm sight seeing
I just love to eat human beeings
You could see um
Fuckin' a bitch with razor blade, hand grenades
I'm a be makin' that red lemonade... GRRRRR!

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Sundae]
You right though
Ain't no sickness without a psycho
Ask me what's my psycho
You could eat it on my psycho
You could beat it like you Micheal
I want my cut like lypo
Feel cheated on like ?
By Tiger and them white hoes
I'm sickning, lick me
Doggy style might pick me
I'm pissy
If you can not dick me till I'm shiting
I'm ticking
Like a time clock on a trick beam
I get seen on a 50 inch flat HD
My pussy yeah you hick-ups
You thirsty won't you lick up
I'm a nutty little bitch huh?
You love me cause I'm NNUTTHOWZE
Go nutty on a bitch, why
FAA ?
I cash chips like a casino
My whips are europeano
Got his lips like El Nino
Like I'm carrie you'll get peed on *Kisss kisss*
NUTTHOWZE in this bizznitch
I'm a go, go, go getter might go
Where sickness is our business

[Hook]

EP: "The Lost Scripts Of K.O.D." (2010)

Like I Died (Remix) lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Krizz Kaliko & Craig Smith)

ANGER!

[Intro]
Play my records like I've takin' the big ride!
Like a deadly virus killin' me inside!
I know you sucka DJs got a lot of pride
all jokes aside
even though I'm still alive...
Play my music like I died! (To the DJ)
Like the Nina ain't alive (Quit the replay)
Like I took the long ride (My D-Day)
Like everybody loved my music and the whole world cried

[Tech N9ne]
Like I was hiding in a cave
Keeping all my soldiers enraged
Get em' all to the USA
For MORE DRAMA!
But the US soldiers were brave
And they found my cave, did a raid
.50 calibers sprayed and the grave said OSAMA!
Cause of death, severe frontal lobe TRAUMA!
When I resurrected, neglected to go RAMA!
"Gone I'm sho gone a"
Show that you has no Honor.
Haunt the White House but, I got Ectoplasm from OBAMA!
Like I snatched a lady up in my OLD HONDA!
Then it turned out to be it was KIMBO'S MAMA!
Get her back to the crib where I kill and i grow ganja
She flipped and stuck a nigga then beat me to death with my chrome lama
Like I'm a gangsta rappin' with no MANA
Terry game aint no fame or no NANNA
NO GENRE!
Like I broke into cots to get lyrics and got murked by SINEAD O'CONNER!

[Chorus]
Play my music like I died (To the DJ)
Like the Nina ain't alive (Quit the replay)
Like I took the long ride (My D-Day)
Like everybody loved my music and the whole world cried
Play my music like I died (To the DJ)
Like the Nina ain't alive (Quit the replay)
Like I took the long ride (My D-Day)
Like everybody loved my music and the whole world cried

[Craig Smith]
Play my music like,
Like I was Michael in the ICU.
Probably watchin the news
Hopin' that I'll be cool.
Paintin' pictures of my album covers.
Remember where you was the day you heard
I was in the grave being played number 8
He was the hero
In the air,
The Untamed.
Most imaginative renegade.
Never got played.
Feel like I'm Superman but, nobody's in danger
Die for the salvation of music
Born in a manger
Hypothetically ready to get up and set it off
On a stage, but a hater ran up and let it off
So every time I'm
Brought up online
Change your statuses to commemorate the young one.
"Mr. Smith, the late, great, the bomb"
Be sad when you realize the best is gone
And when it happens, you prolly gon' be rappin' along
I massacred them other rappers with songs
So play my music like I died

[Chorus]
Play my music like I died (To the DJ)
Like the Nina ain't alive (Quit the replay)
Like I took the long ride (My D-Day)
Like everybody loved my music and the whole world cried
Play my music like I died (To the DJ)
Like the Nina ain't alive (Quit the replay)
Like I took the long ride (My D-Day)
Like everybody loved my music and the whole world cried

[Krizz Kaliko]
Like I got Herpagonasyphilaids (gone!)
Wrists slit, with a razor blade of my (own!)
Like I was in a car wreck
Couldn't stop my neck from snappin'.
Run up in the dope spot and try to stop em from trappin'.
Try to make niggas and Aryans Brothas
Run up on Crips n' Bloods
Tell em they both wearin' the wrong colors.
Like I let a mass gunman approach me
Went to Michael Jackson's Doctor and asked him if he could dose me
Told Shauntay Henderson that I love her
DEAD, from hittin super head without a rubber
Cavose and overdose and hits of X pills
Was in Brother Lynch's kitchen when he plotted his next kill
Like I frequently vacation in Haiti
Raped a Vegas hooker, told her pimp he should pay me
At OJ's house and creepin' out with his Lady
Before he shaved me I holla'd "KALI BABY!!"

[Chorus]
Play my music like I died (To the DJ)
Like the Nina ain't alive (Quit the replay)
Like I took the long ride (My D-Day)
Like everybody loved my music and the whole world cried
Play my music like I diiiiiiied! (To the DJ)
Like the Nina ain't aliiiiiiiive! (Quit the replay)
Like I took the long riiiiide! (My D-Day)
Like everybody loved my music and the whole world cried!

[Outro]
Play my Music like I died...
Like the Nina ain't alive...
Like I took the long ride...
Like everybody loved my music and the whole world cried...

Stress Relief lyrics - Tech N9ne

AHHH SHIT MOTHERFUCKER IMA KICK YO FUCKIN ASS!
This is stress relief, this is stress relief, this this is stress relief!
(Cmon and sing it with me)
Who you talkin to? What you wanna do? What the hell you thinkin?
Who da fuck are you? Where my fuckin money? Ima beat yo ass!
Whats so fuckin funny? Nigga ima need mo cash!
Why you try n play me? Ima slump you till you delirious!
You niggas must be crazy. Are you fucking serious?
Fuck this goddamn job. You know what I quit!
Im ready to go in on you. You lyin son of a bitch!
You dont know shit! Dont get yo throat slit.
Stop movin slow trick! GO BITCH!
I dont give a damn! I dont wanna hear, which one of em did it nigga.
Why you shake n shiver? PULL THE FUCKIN TRIGGER!
[X2]

AHHH SHIT MOTHERFUCKER IMA KICK YO FUCKIN ASS!
This is stress relief, this is stress relief, this this is stress relief!
(Cmon and sing it with me)
What you say to me? What you wanna fight? This aint what you want, bitch I got all night!
Just say what ya wanna say.
I HEARD WHAT YOU SAID! She had sex with WHO? IN MY FUCKIN BED!
Dont call me no more. You fuckin whore! Get down on the floor. SHUT THAT GOD DAMN DOOR!
I'm ready to smash!
You ready to blast! Get ready ta pull it dump some bullets in these haters ass!
Mothafuck the judge! You holdin a grudge? You fucked up ma plug!
You killin ma buzz! Ima fuck up this club! Ah you wanna push n shove.
You reppin tha cuz. Whats wit it blood!
[X2]

AHHH SHIT MOTHERFUCKER IMA KICK YO FUCKIN ASS!
This is stress relief, this is stress relief, this this is stress relief!
(Cmon and sing it with me)
Yeah!
Somtimes ya gotta let loose n, flip on a fuckin nuisance.
Stress release when you can not give a damn about they 2 cents.
Cussin em out reduce them shoutin it out ya mouth then lose them.
Clout not arout no doubt get gruesome. Out n about get sous then use them!
As a punching bag wit ma blunt n drunkin ass want some funkin somthin fast.
Hunt tha chump n dumpin mags. Got you punked n mad. Wanna dump n clash.
Jump tha punks them bunks are crunk n munch they lunch n dash
We go to jail! We know the cell. Its cold as hell.
Po' he go ta bail. You know ta yell, if you know that hoe a tell.
You think I'm spo' ta fail, BITCH GO TO HELL!
AHHH SHIT MOTHERFUCKER IMA KICK YO FUCKIN ASS!
This is stress relief, this is stress relief, this this is stress relief!
(Cmon and sing it with me)

00N9NA lyrics - Tech N9ne

[Verse 1 - Tech N9ne]
Wake up in the morning with my betta half (Chaa)
On a boat lift the covers and I pet her ass (Chaa)
Never know when I gotta go cuz my life is impossible
The way I'm living the good things never last (Chaa)
So I live for the minute just want to start to begin it
When I wake up again I'm on stage rockin
20,000 people they yellin feedin my ego
When it's over the groupies they wanna know what's poppin
00N9na, known for dippin
From place to place I gotta vacate the mission
Gotta get the money but wudda ya know I wake up in a movie theater with my little ones on a big one
Hollywood movie with the Jackass cats
I close my eyes I open em and I'm back at rap
In the studio collabin killin wack ass crap
But then in a blink I wake up and pack that strap
In the club cuz some other niggas want my head
I don't know too much about em but they wont buy red
I ain't trippin don't wanna let the killas in blue start me
Wake up again I'm a DJ Clue party
With Diddy and Jim Jones, Juele and Rick Ross, Cat Fay, Trey Songz and Drake this is boss
Amazing
Lifes hella crazy livin like I'm a cuatro, triple, double agent

[Chorus - Tech N9ne]
00N9na
Where I'm bout to go I dont even know
00N9na
In a place where almost anything goes
00N9na
Many roads when I travel is what I chose
00N9na
Where I'm living I really got to many roads

[Verse 2 - Tech N9ne]
Me had a lot of women but dem need me (Chaa)
Wake up tryin to hide it but sin sees me (Chaa)
Overseas nigga tryna begin freaky (Chaa)
Wake up at the award at MTV (Chaa) U
Then I stab it at you, wake up I'm back at Missou and I get to mackin a few
After the yak I take em back to the sack and I screw
Scat then back to the lab I got some rappin to do
Then I wake up again I'm on stage at Paid Dues (Chaa)
This characteristic is made to slay crews (Chaa)
Some tryna get at me to battle but they lose (Chaa)
Then I'm wakin up with my kids on a pain cruise (Chaa)
They callin me daddy, wake up in a strip club they callin me daddy
Man I'm goin hella baddy
Amazing
Lifes hella crazy livin like I'm a cuatro, triple, double agent

[Chorus - Tech N9ne]
00N9na
Where I'm bout to go I dont even know
00N9na
In a place where almost anything goes
00N9na
Many roads when I travel is what I chose
00N9na
Where I'm living I really got to many roads

[Verse 3 - Tech N9ne]
At any rate I'm all over the place
Music and being a father and I know that I made
Got me feelin moon stricken but N9n remain calm (Chaa)
Livin like I'm out of a scene from James Bond (Chaa)
Switching (Chaa) Changin (Chaa) Feelin (Chaa) Strangin (Chaa)
Living multiple lifes robbin and gangbangin (Chaa)
Freakin all over the world Middle West swangin (Chaa)
Always on the move ain't neva time for hangin
Slick with my shit my grip don't fold (Chaa)
Pick the fly chicks and ditch those hoes (Chaa)
Kiss for my bitch my kids get doe (Chaa)
Rip in my scripts I hits this road (Chaa)
00N9ne nigga I love this grind (Chaa)
Doing a lot of good and mud this time
Dippin all over the planet tellin the bitches my name is N9ne
EHR!
Tech N9ne!

[Chorus - Tech N9ne]
00N9na
Where I'm bout to go I dont even know
00N9na
In a place where almost anything goes
00N9na
Many roads when I travel is what I chose
00N9na
Where I'm living I really got to many roads

Pain Killer lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Krizz Kaliko)

[Intro]
The Hole
Click Click
Mmmmmm Uuuurr no I cant do it (can't do it, can't do it)
Fuck this
Click Click
I gotta, I wanna
MMM

[Verse 1]
My pain killer's in my dresser
Right next to my rester
What insane brain would agree to this gesture
Too unjest less stress left with no extra
You's a mess, true depressed steps can infect ya
I'm a product of some shit gone wrong
Even though I speak to many with a hit song tone
Even though I'm famous and I'm givin' chicks long dong
Man I feel like a copper top just a sick stone drone
One flew over the cuckoos nest
And he cashed some buku checks
But he was not mentally stable the crew new tech
As a phenomenon but karma wanna noose dude's necks
Designer of death get to choose who's next
Is it real to you but if you got evil your kind to come and steal a few
Condemn souls 'cause of what the old pain killer do
Keep having these dreams of my taking my nine milli
Who can help me execute this desire to pop a pill or two

[Hook]
You cant give me medical attention to ease my pain
Sometimes I feel helpess and need something to relieve my brain
You may love your M.D.
But he has none in store for me
So when the raining bores on me
My dream for fillers, pain killer

[Verse 2]
My pain comes from me being a fuck up
With strange music we really, we lucked up
Cause being a lost soul got my bucks up
Even though my cerebral cortex and spirit needed a touch up
Everybody around me hurtin and shit
Well everybody on tv kickin it reject jerkin and shit
I'll be the one on stage and studios stressed out workin' and spit
This shit to the people and I know that I gotta alot of evil lurkin in quick
Women want me want me
So they flaunt thee monkey
Even doin' sex sometimes, a heap of stress still wants to haunt me
When I grab the yalk she couldn't talk and it was no humpty dumpty
Even though im sick in the head we kick it like a donkey don't we
My apology to anyone labeled a victim
And I'm losin' my mind I just picked up the nine and I gripped 'em
And I put it off in that direction like I was the kiss one
I always think of the day when I'm able to pull back and I click em

[Hook]
You cant give me medical attention to ease my pain
Sometimes I feel helpless and need something to relieve my brain
You may love your M.D.
But he has none in store for me
So when the raining bores on me
My dream for fillers, pain killers

[Verse 3]
No meds for me
Just left for me
Any light inside my head is just to dead to see
Any kind of way out of this hole can I
Pull this darkness outta this soul
Lotta people really wanna know how it's so
Cause a lot of motherfuckers have been down this globe
And I'm one of them
You can see it on the television, everybody trippin' and it's a ton of em
Straight feelin' that pain go insane
Then bang and it ain't no none of em
Many ways to end these days
When the darkness really wanna shun the sun
Ten million ways to die when you constantly cry and the gun is one

[Hook]
You cant give me medical attention to ease my pain
(tired of getting my shit like this man, I'm done with this fucking music man)
Sometimes I feel helpless and need something to relieve my brain
You may love your M.D
But he has none in store for me
So when the raining bores on me
My dream for fillers, pain killers

Last Sad Song lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Krizz Kaliko)

[Krizz Kaliko - Hook]
Dont you pity me no mo just pray for me
That this'll be the last sad song I have to sing
And only time will tell if you stand here with me
And this'll be the last sad song I have to sing

[Tech - Verse 1]
Hey
Y'all know my mothers sickness
Y'all know I'm breakin down
Y'all know when my circle the devils steady makin rounds
Y'all know I'm missin my children cuz I'm shakin townz
And y'all love my music and how sad I could make it sound
I'm in the darkness so low I'm under the carpet
Whomever wants me to park it you motherfuckers are heartless
They wont be stuck with hardships want a unhappy artist
But Imma break apart from this kod shit regardless
Of whos mad
Alotta my shit is too sad
Like the death of micheal jackson
Motherfucker whos bad
To jump right out of myself
This shits a fight on my health
The darkness is sellin but I really wana put y'all some light on the shelf
Will you still be
Able to feel me
Even if I'm not talkin about tryin 2 kill me
The king of darkness can no longer conceal me
This could be my last sad song hopin it will be

[Krizz Kaliko - Hook]
Dont you pity me no mo just pray for me
That this'll be the last sad song I have to sing
And only time will tell if you stand here with me
And this'll be the last sad song I have to sing

[Tech - Verse 2]
Yeah
I want some caribou lou
I wana see areolas chicks on my sholders instead of boo hoo
Like I said I'm too through with spreadin
All I wana hear is my peoples say tech go head and do you
Y'all love my pain and I was glad to give it
But most of the people who love it never really had to live it
Now they mad and live it
I dont want no sad to visit
My music thinkin I'm about to lose it so they bash and diss it
Before they even hear what I have comin this year
Imma be that lit spear lets get some of this shit clear
I aint switchin 2 mainstream only what is happenin is
You watchin the mainstream go me
So watch me bloom out of this blackened cocoon
Cuz if I go back into gloom I'm just askin for doom
Man I'm just rappin to whom to keep attacking my tombs
I dont wana be melacholy til I put my ass in a tomb

[Krizz Kaliko - Hook]
Dont you pity me no mo just pray for me
That this'll be the last sad song I have to sing
And only time will tell if you stand here with me
And this'll be the last sad song I have to sing

[Tech - Verse 3]
Listen
Only time can dictate if ill get straight
But I'm reachin for the light as of this day
I love kod but I think I made a mistake
By lettin negative energy in me now I'm misplaced
I lost something along the way
My mama taught me bad things are wrong to say
Still I conjured up a album of songs to play
For the dark and alot of my loved ones are gone today, damn
I'm in a crossroad
I'm tryin 2 go into the light like carol ann there I stand still a lost soul
On the subject on when I talk low
I'm ready to dangle this darkness at the top of the catacoumbs and toss those
But will you still be with me
Or just kill me quickly
Away with the darkness but I promise the flow will still be sickly
I am the king and I always have the throne
But I hope and prey for tha brighter day
Hope this my last sad song

[Krizz Kaliko - Hook]
Dont you pity me no mo just pray for me
That this'll be the last sad song I have to sing
And only time will tell if you stand here with me
And this'll be the last sad song I have to sing

"K.O.D." (2009)

Show Me A God lyrics - Tech N9ne

[Verse 1 - Tech N9ne]
Ey
My momma, my momma, my momma is so tormented
She been through trauma, more drama
The dawn is gone, it's more tinted
On this side it get's out of it
How does a prophet who loved God as his father's slippin' to get the bottomless out of it?
How come an angel gotta be sick in the pancreas like she an athiest
Maybe it's the faith that is makin' this lady as crazy and has made me this skeptic
Next threat is Lupis on top of Epiliptic, Never rested
Psychiatrist forever tested, Reverend blessed it
Brethren, Heaven, Tech is beggin' for effin' X-Mas
Hopin' momma ain't left an exit
It better get better quick, how you let her get sick with bread invested
In the church every sunday
I've been searchin' for one way
Or another, you're gonna have to curse me or burst me with a sunray
To let me know that you're coming or en route
I'm 'bout ninety-nine, but I need a hundred percent proof

[Hook]
Show me a God
Ahh
I'm kinda feelin' that it is a fa§ade
Show me a God
Ahh
And if it is, why ain't He doin' His job
Show me a God
Ahh
Even if it's a thing, a man, or a broad
Show me a God, please
Let me know something is listening when I'm down on my knees

[Verse 2]
Where was the Passion of Christ
What happened to passin' his life for the masses
Bad, it ain't happenin' twice
'Cause my mother's stacked in a lab ?
I need your help, and I'm not askin' it nice
All in life it's been paramedics
All my life comin' up all I heard "Is There A Medic?"
A youngin', all I could do is stare at it
Seizure after seizure, if I was you
Wouldn't ne'er let it be heredit-tary
If Aar get it, I swear that it's scary
Sittin' in a insane asylum
God or God's Ghost, man I aim to find 'em
To take away all of this angel's pain inside, come rain
If Momma go, how come I can't deny them
And she only fifty-four, in a ward watchin' her war
And it's more blood and gore, and she tore, cuz people are so deceivin'
And I'm on the floor, because with nor Lord this war absorbs more poor
Havin' all the soldiers screamin'

[Hook]
Show me a God
Ahh
I'm kinda feelin' that it is a fa§ade
Show me a God
Ahh
And if it is, why ain't He doin' His job
Show me a God
Ahh
Even if it's a thing, a man, or a broad
Show me a God, please
Let me know something is listening when I'm down on my knees

[Verse 3]
Think about how all the victims of Katrina feelin'
They need a ceilin', they say that Mother Nature, she the villain
Plead a million, the bible, I read a bllion, Still I'm free to see the real
And my feet are grillin', 'cause hellish heat is buildin' up
Think my momma ain't ill enough? It's killin' us
I will erupt if they're pillin' her false, still ain't no healin' her
I been searchin' for answers, but I find nothin' but man stuff
That puts a damper on the current problem at hand bruh
Or whatever it is, I will never forgive
Anybody who take Marty, better get her to live
She's so sick that it don't matter how much cheddar I give
To the thing or the lady, here's a letter to his
Majesty, why ain't you stoppin' these tragedies
My mother's glad to be with you, but her life's been a raggedy one
What's gonna be done in two thousand twelve when hell's gonna be
When the Earth aligned with the sun

[Hook]
Show me a God
Ahh
I'm kinda feelin' that it is a fa§ade
Show me a God
Ahh
And if it is, why ain't He doin' His job
Show me a God
Ahh
Even if it's a thing, a man, or a broad
Show me a God, please
Let me know something is listening when I'm down on my knees

[Outro]
That's why I be lookin' for ghosts
Or somethin' supernatural. The only thing I know Supernatural, is the rapper
Maybe if I saw something like that it'd make me change my life or somethin'
Now let's get into K.O.D....

The Warning (Skit) lyrics - Tech N9ne

The warning of the one who's coming
Sending divine authority
The prophecy says
That people will flock to him
He will give them false hope
And when he's in power
He will destroy everything
He will change everything with one voice
If that one voice can change one person
It can change many
Many can change a city
A city can change a state
A state can change the nation
The nation can change the world
What if he is the King Of Darkness?

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