Mark Alford]
We now have some developing news to tell you this hour about apparent mass vandalism in Kansas City. Police say it looks like the vandals are targeting local school buildings. Now traditionally, vandals use spray paint, as you know, to tag property. In these cases, the letters: E.B.A.H. appear to be burned into the sides of multiple Kansas City school buildings.
Police say it happened some time over night and police say the only lead they really have right now points to some sort of connection with Kansas City based rap artist: Tech N9ne. Maybe a fan? You might remember Tech N9ne released a recording back in September of 2012 with that same title that was now found burned into the schools: E.B.A.H.
Dwamn lyrics - Tech N9ne
[Intro: Tech N9ne]
Speak of my language
People I hang with
You can't find this in ya big book
Never heard before
My crew bitch look
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
Hellurr, straight crown and a burrr
And after I'm finished you know I'm a drink some murrr
But I got 20/20 vision when I'm pitchin, listen
I spot them chickens never slippin like a transmission
You like Baileys, I like ladies, I'm quite crazy
And maybe a little shady to hit tonight baby
Cookies, I gotta bang, they wanna hang, with a real nigga
All day, everyday, by myself, not a gang
Wanna go night-night nigga
I'm a so nice I lit up, like a swisher
I don't know why I bit her
We won't stroke by my ni-nuts, Papa getcha
Wi-wi-wi-witch if you hide the puta
Away from me then you can blow me, like a hookah
They know I'm a crowded prusta
On the pooty tang, ya booty bang
And I wish I was your loofah
Oooh, you're sweeter than Dean and DeLuca
Trying to boost ya, this my number that I shoot ya
[Hook:]
So hot I need a fan on me (uhhuh), everybody wanna land on me (uhhuh)
So c'mon and put ya hand on me (uhhuh), now what's damn with a wam on it?
DWAAAAAMN! like bam like blaow like
DWAAAAAMN! like blam like wow like
DWAAAAAMN! Say bitch (say what?)
Okay Ma'am, that's enough to make the whole spot say "DWAAAAAMN!"
[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
Sound like when somebody get hit on Batman
Always looking for the pussy - CAT-scan
Booty's always being watched - black man
Never be caught messing around in the flat-land
I solemnly swear to beat punini
Jiggly jello off in a petite bikini
Women wating in line to meet my weenie
Wanna see me go Gandolfini
Won't you let me reach the creamy
Ain't nobody got time for that
But I got time for getting you behind the clap
DWAAAAAAAMN!
Brian Dennis made nina put the dwamn on the DWIIITCH
We drinkin'
We thinkin'
We linkin' with ladies cause they winkin'
Now I can say "damn" but that ain't big
Saying "dwamn" say you seen a whole lot dick
[Hook]
I cross my heart like a p-coat
If you bring it here I'm a throw c-notes
Let me flow of in your water like a sea boat
She choked, guess she didn't have a deep throat
Dwamn is when it's impressive
Dwamn is when you seeing some one on some next shit
Dwamn is when you listening to nina-tech spit - that's it
But look on the big rump on that bitch!
Girl I ain't seen in a while
No longer teen in her style
Butt seams and jeans in a blouse
Like bam. Like blaow. Like blam. Like wow. Like DWAMN.
Speak of my language
People I hang with
You can't find this in ya big book
Never heard before
My crew bitch look
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
Hellurr, straight crown and a burrr
And after I'm finished you know I'm a drink some murrr
But I got 20/20 vision when I'm pitchin, listen
I spot them chickens never slippin like a transmission
You like Baileys, I like ladies, I'm quite crazy
And maybe a little shady to hit tonight baby
Cookies, I gotta bang, they wanna hang, with a real nigga
All day, everyday, by myself, not a gang
Wanna go night-night nigga
I'm a so nice I lit up, like a swisher
I don't know why I bit her
We won't stroke by my ni-nuts, Papa getcha
Wi-wi-wi-witch if you hide the puta
Away from me then you can blow me, like a hookah
They know I'm a crowded prusta
On the pooty tang, ya booty bang
And I wish I was your loofah
Oooh, you're sweeter than Dean and DeLuca
Trying to boost ya, this my number that I shoot ya
[Hook:]
So hot I need a fan on me (uhhuh), everybody wanna land on me (uhhuh)
So c'mon and put ya hand on me (uhhuh), now what's damn with a wam on it?
DWAAAAAMN! like bam like blaow like
DWAAAAAMN! like blam like wow like
DWAAAAAMN! Say bitch (say what?)
Okay Ma'am, that's enough to make the whole spot say "DWAAAAAMN!"
[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
Sound like when somebody get hit on Batman
Always looking for the pussy - CAT-scan
Booty's always being watched - black man
Never be caught messing around in the flat-land
I solemnly swear to beat punini
Jiggly jello off in a petite bikini
Women wating in line to meet my weenie
Wanna see me go Gandolfini
Won't you let me reach the creamy
Ain't nobody got time for that
But I got time for getting you behind the clap
DWAAAAAAAMN!
Brian Dennis made nina put the dwamn on the DWIIITCH
We drinkin'
We thinkin'
We linkin' with ladies cause they winkin'
Now I can say "damn" but that ain't big
Saying "dwamn" say you seen a whole lot dick
[Hook]
I cross my heart like a p-coat
If you bring it here I'm a throw c-notes
Let me flow of in your water like a sea boat
She choked, guess she didn't have a deep throat
Dwamn is when it's impressive
Dwamn is when you seeing some one on some next shit
Dwamn is when you listening to nina-tech spit - that's it
But look on the big rump on that bitch!
Girl I ain't seen in a while
No longer teen in her style
Butt seams and jeans in a blouse
Like bam. Like blaow. Like blam. Like wow. Like DWAMN.
So Dope (They Wanna) lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Snow tha Product, Twisted Insane & Wrekonize)
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
Wanna sit beside a sick and seductive sinner, see
Something so sinister, sick as succus, I'm like a centipede
Slithering, she's searching for synergy
Sucking my seed, chakra tease thick as sipping Hennessy, shitting
On the hissing I'll spit you outta commission
Position the bitch and dip in when a mitch is slipping, submission
All of this is to quicken the copulating and kissing
My operation is ripping to the bottom, shaking and stripping
Odd when I bust, K.O.D. put em in Necropolis
Givin' this rod to the good broads, and they Givin they bras to us
With the gift to break up a couple that's monogamous
Stop with the props and take off your effin draws, bitch and rock with us!
Been gitty 'cause them titties, are on my chin-chinny
Chin, did he pretend he was a gin kitty?
Sucking the crème de la crème and the skin pretty
Dim liddy, then hitting the drim in Sin City
Let it in, I'm the medicine, get her wetter than ever been
Never better than a veteran, leveled that in the bed again
Rocking red, I've been in my letterman, bright as Edison
Like I said a sin, head her when events end and I'm fetishin
Open up, you hoes, you know what's up
Told you when I bust, her clothes they wanna just
Go right off her butt, for sure they wanna cut
Explode, drop a load, 'cause the flow, is
[Hook: Tech N9ne]
So dope they wanna (fuck)
So dope they wanna (suck)
So dope they wanna (give it all up and really abrupt)
So dope they wanna (fuck)
So dope they wanna (suck)
So dope they wanna (give it all up and really abrupt)
So dope they wanna (fuck)
So heroin, so cocaine, so ketamine, promethazine, so X (so wet)
So Thorazine, so morphine, so dope that they wanna have sex
[Verse 2: Wrekonize]
She said "I heard that you was packin' I'm a fan of your rapping
I'm feining action where you really from, Cape Town?"
I said "yeah bitch and I was born in London
So I'm thinkin' 'bout fuckin' you with the crumpets and some cake now!"
How did we get so, stereotypical?
Fairly so seminal, now I'm flowin' to the pinnacle
I see you got some friends who just lookin' to get it from the medic so I'm a 'bout to pivot on 'em and I make rounds
Want a piece of the beast from the East?
Complete, in the sheets, release beats, got her man down
Your boy just never could compete with us, please, better believe
We skeet, now wipe yourself off with a Sham Wow!
Me and Nina run deeper than receivers, I beat up all on her beaver
Now she wanna feed the meter!
Speakers bumpin' tweeters from here up into Medina leave us pleasin'
Are your nieces screamin' "Take me to your Leader! "?
I'm train spottin' the vein rockin' the lane off and came droppin'
Serious game all on your brain, rottin'!
Pick a million pricks and I'm pretty sure that you missed the one
That hits you on the clit, quick drip! Probably ya main option
Blowin' the slut up just for good luck and I'm fuckin' the kitty up
With the angel dust on my nuts
Trophy lovin' cup and my dopin' is such a mustered
It's troublesome they give up when the lust is so dope they wanna-!
[Hook: Tech N9ne]
[Verse 3: Twisted Insane]
Loving to give it up in it in the back of the room
And make em screamin' go up in it deep as she was feindin' when she saw my weiner
She told me ready for anything, I'm talkin' anything
I'm stuck it up in her jaws, I'm breakin' walls, like I was Katrina
Don't even know me, but she know my flow is O.G.
She told me she like to play with the pussy when she get lonely
Homie if I was only right there instead of the saw me
She claimin' the pussy better but tell me better just show me
She ask if I'm comin' up with the mask in my entrance
Sinner in a second I spit it like Like every sentence
She was there for repentance first is top of the infant
I'm damaging the vagina, reminda I'm filled with vengeance
Hit em whenever they ever wanna run up and they doing it because I rap and shit
I really don't care, whatever it takes, to get em up on the matt-er-ess
I coulda been the one that's hunting run bust with the gun but this is way more fun to get
To get up in this motherfucker actresses
In bikinis and sucking on my zucchini
She told me she wanna be me while sipping that from Martinis
Fuck it if I'm a meanie she probably would never leave me
Shit I can play eenie meanie from fronting from my weenie
And now I see em on every record and stage
They posted up in the audience and all of em filled with hope
Knowing they only wanna be in my presence
Or Affiliated because truth is you are Dope
[Hook: Tech N9ne]
[Verse 4: Snow Tha Product]
Hey now Tech, you know I've been the type
To not go all in, on hoes I've been around
But the flow I spit gets hoes all in the zone
That I won’t talk shit but oh my damn they wrong
And these men calling in, wonder if imma get with a little dick
They got no common sense and with no college in
They position, is probably something insignificant
Dick you think I’m a bitch 'cause I probably miss the game you kick it even
Hovering, hope by acknowledging
'Cause I’ve been methodically droppin the common knowledge that I don’t get down like that
Now they be houndin' a bitch to probably get with a trick or a treat
'Cause they dogs and they all gon' bark like that
I'm killin' the game, killin' the game, killin' the game
So he feeling me, he wanna bang
I wanna wait so he get at me
He wanna say shit that make me, think he gon' rape me if I don’t stay
'Cause I got that sickening style, that built me a crowd
And men and women feeling me now and it’s freaking me out
'Cause I'm just here to figure it out and what this is about
But I’mma say it’s getting so wild that it’s tripping me out
‘'Cause I’m like here to kill their morale, just kill all these sounds
But lately when I spit to a crowd these men just reach out
And they tell me that they women is down, they getting aroused
And they be tryna give me they child, with a genital smile
They say they wanna (fuck)
Wanna sit beside a sick and seductive sinner, see
Something so sinister, sick as succus, I'm like a centipede
Slithering, she's searching for synergy
Sucking my seed, chakra tease thick as sipping Hennessy, shitting
On the hissing I'll spit you outta commission
Position the bitch and dip in when a mitch is slipping, submission
All of this is to quicken the copulating and kissing
My operation is ripping to the bottom, shaking and stripping
Odd when I bust, K.O.D. put em in Necropolis
Givin' this rod to the good broads, and they Givin they bras to us
With the gift to break up a couple that's monogamous
Stop with the props and take off your effin draws, bitch and rock with us!
Been gitty 'cause them titties, are on my chin-chinny
Chin, did he pretend he was a gin kitty?
Sucking the crème de la crème and the skin pretty
Dim liddy, then hitting the drim in Sin City
Let it in, I'm the medicine, get her wetter than ever been
Never better than a veteran, leveled that in the bed again
Rocking red, I've been in my letterman, bright as Edison
Like I said a sin, head her when events end and I'm fetishin
Open up, you hoes, you know what's up
Told you when I bust, her clothes they wanna just
Go right off her butt, for sure they wanna cut
Explode, drop a load, 'cause the flow, is
[Hook: Tech N9ne]
So dope they wanna (fuck)
So dope they wanna (suck)
So dope they wanna (give it all up and really abrupt)
So dope they wanna (fuck)
So dope they wanna (suck)
So dope they wanna (give it all up and really abrupt)
So dope they wanna (fuck)
So heroin, so cocaine, so ketamine, promethazine, so X (so wet)
So Thorazine, so morphine, so dope that they wanna have sex
[Verse 2: Wrekonize]
She said "I heard that you was packin' I'm a fan of your rapping
I'm feining action where you really from, Cape Town?"
I said "yeah bitch and I was born in London
So I'm thinkin' 'bout fuckin' you with the crumpets and some cake now!"
How did we get so, stereotypical?
Fairly so seminal, now I'm flowin' to the pinnacle
I see you got some friends who just lookin' to get it from the medic so I'm a 'bout to pivot on 'em and I make rounds
Want a piece of the beast from the East?
Complete, in the sheets, release beats, got her man down
Your boy just never could compete with us, please, better believe
We skeet, now wipe yourself off with a Sham Wow!
Me and Nina run deeper than receivers, I beat up all on her beaver
Now she wanna feed the meter!
Speakers bumpin' tweeters from here up into Medina leave us pleasin'
Are your nieces screamin' "Take me to your Leader! "?
I'm train spottin' the vein rockin' the lane off and came droppin'
Serious game all on your brain, rottin'!
Pick a million pricks and I'm pretty sure that you missed the one
That hits you on the clit, quick drip! Probably ya main option
Blowin' the slut up just for good luck and I'm fuckin' the kitty up
With the angel dust on my nuts
Trophy lovin' cup and my dopin' is such a mustered
It's troublesome they give up when the lust is so dope they wanna-!
[Hook: Tech N9ne]
[Verse 3: Twisted Insane]
Loving to give it up in it in the back of the room
And make em screamin' go up in it deep as she was feindin' when she saw my weiner
She told me ready for anything, I'm talkin' anything
I'm stuck it up in her jaws, I'm breakin' walls, like I was Katrina
Don't even know me, but she know my flow is O.G.
She told me she like to play with the pussy when she get lonely
Homie if I was only right there instead of the saw me
She claimin' the pussy better but tell me better just show me
She ask if I'm comin' up with the mask in my entrance
Sinner in a second I spit it like Like every sentence
She was there for repentance first is top of the infant
I'm damaging the vagina, reminda I'm filled with vengeance
Hit em whenever they ever wanna run up and they doing it because I rap and shit
I really don't care, whatever it takes, to get em up on the matt-er-ess
I coulda been the one that's hunting run bust with the gun but this is way more fun to get
To get up in this motherfucker actresses
In bikinis and sucking on my zucchini
She told me she wanna be me while sipping that from Martinis
Fuck it if I'm a meanie she probably would never leave me
Shit I can play eenie meanie from fronting from my weenie
And now I see em on every record and stage
They posted up in the audience and all of em filled with hope
Knowing they only wanna be in my presence
Or Affiliated because truth is you are Dope
[Hook: Tech N9ne]
[Verse 4: Snow Tha Product]
Hey now Tech, you know I've been the type
To not go all in, on hoes I've been around
But the flow I spit gets hoes all in the zone
That I won’t talk shit but oh my damn they wrong
And these men calling in, wonder if imma get with a little dick
They got no common sense and with no college in
They position, is probably something insignificant
Dick you think I’m a bitch 'cause I probably miss the game you kick it even
Hovering, hope by acknowledging
'Cause I’ve been methodically droppin the common knowledge that I don’t get down like that
Now they be houndin' a bitch to probably get with a trick or a treat
'Cause they dogs and they all gon' bark like that
I'm killin' the game, killin' the game, killin' the game
So he feeling me, he wanna bang
I wanna wait so he get at me
He wanna say shit that make me, think he gon' rape me if I don’t stay
'Cause I got that sickening style, that built me a crowd
And men and women feeling me now and it’s freaking me out
'Cause I'm just here to figure it out and what this is about
But I’mma say it’s getting so wild that it’s tripping me out
‘'Cause I’m like here to kill their morale, just kill all these sounds
But lately when I spit to a crowd these men just reach out
And they tell me that they women is down, they getting aroused
And they be tryna give me they child, with a genital smile
They say they wanna (fuck)
See Me lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. B.o.B & Wiz Khalifa)
[Intro:]
This, this, this, this one of them ones
Yeah, Tech N9ne!
Turn me up a little bit more Ben so I can rock this the right way brother
If you got 20/20 vision
You can see Nina handling this music with precision
If not, then it's fine with me
Just know this movement is vivid enough for the blind to see, Yates
[Verse 1 - Tech N9ne]
How in the hell can you miss me
When I'm counting me mail? making history
Trip the splits be that 50/50
So we rip the script swiftly and zip through chips quickly
When the trash, mail and pizza man see me
They get a fever and cheesy when they see the man Neezy
I'm easily beast and my hand is in my belt
What? I'm independent and I'm feeling myself
A flunk I won't be
I bumps the trunks see
The ladies pop the monkey and drop the donkey
They want to flaunt me
My songs be funky
Steady getting that cheddar forever
But some people acting like the don't see
[Hook - B.o.B:]
I'm top dog, something like a CEO
I'm calling shots, call it Don Julio
But they don't really see me though
But they don't really see me though
All night, life like a video
Prime time, something like a Super Bowl
But they don't really see me though
[Verse 2 - Wiz Khalifa]
With contact lenses say he don't smoke
I'm rolling up and let the contact get them
He even choked
My approach was to never to be broke
Kept my real niggas close
Now the player turned to coach
I hear people saying why so many changes?
Why so many watches? Why so many chains?
I'm mixing Kush with all these different strains
Riding in my Porsche listening to Purple Rain
So much knowledge I came up on you just a Hollywood insider
The inside of my crib look like a gym
Speaking of gym, I'm in the game you're just a bench rider
You ride the bench that mean you ain't playing
You understand, hella fans,
Bunching hands, hundred grands that's the plan
Wizzle Man!
[Hook]
[Verse 3 - Tech N9ne]
I'm truly blessed
I do request for all of you people to listen
I do see checks and movie sets
And never been a stranger to vixens
Pick up my pen and tell my gut to win
When I got a motive and a minute with a mission
You know what I'm a get it when I dip into it
I've been through it, I've been a fighter with a vision
You can cover your eye, brother but why?
Cause your lady just discovered that my
Big rubber defies your lover blubber
So you utter replies with a tougher disguise
Cause my payday just caught the nose of your lady
I'm at the beginning of my hay-day
Y'all better recognize like ¡Mayday!
I don't know why jokers just won't let their eyes notice
Deep in my vocals they keep yelling that I'm doper
And I choke ya if you lift the Nine's flow so
So by jokes you know [?]
Couldn't see me with bi-focals
This, this, this, this one of them ones
Yeah, Tech N9ne!
Turn me up a little bit more Ben so I can rock this the right way brother
If you got 20/20 vision
You can see Nina handling this music with precision
If not, then it's fine with me
Just know this movement is vivid enough for the blind to see, Yates
[Verse 1 - Tech N9ne]
How in the hell can you miss me
When I'm counting me mail? making history
Trip the splits be that 50/50
So we rip the script swiftly and zip through chips quickly
When the trash, mail and pizza man see me
They get a fever and cheesy when they see the man Neezy
I'm easily beast and my hand is in my belt
What? I'm independent and I'm feeling myself
A flunk I won't be
I bumps the trunks see
The ladies pop the monkey and drop the donkey
They want to flaunt me
My songs be funky
Steady getting that cheddar forever
But some people acting like the don't see
[Hook - B.o.B:]
I'm top dog, something like a CEO
I'm calling shots, call it Don Julio
But they don't really see me though
But they don't really see me though
All night, life like a video
Prime time, something like a Super Bowl
But they don't really see me though
[Verse 2 - Wiz Khalifa]
With contact lenses say he don't smoke
I'm rolling up and let the contact get them
He even choked
My approach was to never to be broke
Kept my real niggas close
Now the player turned to coach
I hear people saying why so many changes?
Why so many watches? Why so many chains?
I'm mixing Kush with all these different strains
Riding in my Porsche listening to Purple Rain
So much knowledge I came up on you just a Hollywood insider
The inside of my crib look like a gym
Speaking of gym, I'm in the game you're just a bench rider
You ride the bench that mean you ain't playing
You understand, hella fans,
Bunching hands, hundred grands that's the plan
Wizzle Man!
[Hook]
[Verse 3 - Tech N9ne]
I'm truly blessed
I do request for all of you people to listen
I do see checks and movie sets
And never been a stranger to vixens
Pick up my pen and tell my gut to win
When I got a motive and a minute with a mission
You know what I'm a get it when I dip into it
I've been through it, I've been a fighter with a vision
You can cover your eye, brother but why?
Cause your lady just discovered that my
Big rubber defies your lover blubber
So you utter replies with a tougher disguise
Cause my payday just caught the nose of your lady
I'm at the beginning of my hay-day
Y'all better recognize like ¡Mayday!
I don't know why jokers just won't let their eyes notice
Deep in my vocals they keep yelling that I'm doper
And I choke ya if you lift the Nine's flow so
So by jokes you know [?]
Couldn't see me with bi-focals
My Haiku-Burn The World lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Krizz Kaliko)
[Intro: Tech N9ne]
This is my haiku
The sick pedophile
Touching beautiful kiddies
Really gonna die
I think the world needs more light
Cause what they do in the dark too haneous for your sight
And mine is dark all the time
A sign to design true crime
But I'm blessed to have the platform for this rhyme
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
Damn, why wasn't the light on baby girl
Grown men touch her, she 4, livin' on this crazy world
That's gonna affect her way longer than the lightest life span
If I was there, I'd be sparking way more than a light man
But if we shine em' all, together we can run them off
Gonna hardslide on everyone he come across
Molotovs go to slavery in the Holocaust
Lotta chalk, you ain't lit up, then you not a boss
Light the darker alleys, it might just spark a rally
For right these hearts are rowdy, tonight we spark the valleys
In flatlands stoppin' the bad man, we'll grab hands
Girl he groping going in the trash can
Nowhere to hide I must say places ain't light enough
You try to cut the bright of us an idol might just erupt
The fine of dusk would light as the night adjust
If you got em' then light them up
[Hook: Krizz Kaliko]
There was a lighter in everybody's hand
The world would seem brighter
The sky would be fire
We'd raise our hands and burn the world
So raise your hands and burn the world
[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
Hey,
Why did Adam shoot the school up?
Maybe cause the way he grew up
Maybe cause of loose screws
Scratched out cause mama loved to pick the tool up
Now a marathon done blew up
And it's bout has two nuts
When Castro took the kids for about ten years and what he'd done I almost threw up
[Verse 3: Krizz Kaliko]
If them was my youngins I'd try to bring the sun in closer to them
Turn it up a hundred and hold it up to them
Take a bite and chew them
Some of they baby life they ruined
I'd be going crazy on the daily daily
I'd pursue them
Don't need more reasons to turn this to a fire pit
Barbecue, I would do, right find without all of it
It's awful and off to no resolving it
Molotovs make the night brighter
[Hook]
[Verse 4: Tech N9ne]
Yeah,
Depresin' to seeing them
Was heaven cause we had sinned
The reverend is begging brethren to be seven and being friends
Tecca don't wanna see kiddies die
Mine is in the stretcher, so what you gonna do with them 25 lighters on your dresser
Yessir, shine them bright so they see us off in Mecca
Lessen the threats of the meth would step in with death and press us
To mess a, good will divide up a fight
Being right and polite, come and help me light up the night
Shine your light bright, but I finally can't rape her
People stand together, make the place safer
No time to play when I weigh the straight haters
Cause they fakers and doing evil is they nature
This is for kids that once and often go through my head, they don't wanna run so off them
I don't want no sack on my pants, so I'm asking her friend,
"Just keep a list so this don't happen again."
[Hook]
[Outro: Tech N9ne]
A wonderful musician once said
"If the people that are trying to destroy this world aren't taking a day off, then why should I?"
I feel that
So how do I light up the darkness, Mr.Bob Marley?
This is my attempt right here
I'm trying
This is my haiku
The sick pedophile
Touching beautiful kiddies
Really gonna die
I think the world needs more light
Cause what they do in the dark too haneous for your sight
And mine is dark all the time
A sign to design true crime
But I'm blessed to have the platform for this rhyme
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
Damn, why wasn't the light on baby girl
Grown men touch her, she 4, livin' on this crazy world
That's gonna affect her way longer than the lightest life span
If I was there, I'd be sparking way more than a light man
But if we shine em' all, together we can run them off
Gonna hardslide on everyone he come across
Molotovs go to slavery in the Holocaust
Lotta chalk, you ain't lit up, then you not a boss
Light the darker alleys, it might just spark a rally
For right these hearts are rowdy, tonight we spark the valleys
In flatlands stoppin' the bad man, we'll grab hands
Girl he groping going in the trash can
Nowhere to hide I must say places ain't light enough
You try to cut the bright of us an idol might just erupt
The fine of dusk would light as the night adjust
If you got em' then light them up
[Hook: Krizz Kaliko]
There was a lighter in everybody's hand
The world would seem brighter
The sky would be fire
We'd raise our hands and burn the world
So raise your hands and burn the world
[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
Hey,
Why did Adam shoot the school up?
Maybe cause the way he grew up
Maybe cause of loose screws
Scratched out cause mama loved to pick the tool up
Now a marathon done blew up
And it's bout has two nuts
When Castro took the kids for about ten years and what he'd done I almost threw up
[Verse 3: Krizz Kaliko]
If them was my youngins I'd try to bring the sun in closer to them
Turn it up a hundred and hold it up to them
Take a bite and chew them
Some of they baby life they ruined
I'd be going crazy on the daily daily
I'd pursue them
Don't need more reasons to turn this to a fire pit
Barbecue, I would do, right find without all of it
It's awful and off to no resolving it
Molotovs make the night brighter
[Hook]
[Verse 4: Tech N9ne]
Yeah,
Depresin' to seeing them
Was heaven cause we had sinned
The reverend is begging brethren to be seven and being friends
Tecca don't wanna see kiddies die
Mine is in the stretcher, so what you gonna do with them 25 lighters on your dresser
Yessir, shine them bright so they see us off in Mecca
Lessen the threats of the meth would step in with death and press us
To mess a, good will divide up a fight
Being right and polite, come and help me light up the night
Shine your light bright, but I finally can't rape her
People stand together, make the place safer
No time to play when I weigh the straight haters
Cause they fakers and doing evil is they nature
This is for kids that once and often go through my head, they don't wanna run so off them
I don't want no sack on my pants, so I'm asking her friend,
"Just keep a list so this don't happen again."
[Hook]
[Outro: Tech N9ne]
A wonderful musician once said
"If the people that are trying to destroy this world aren't taking a day off, then why should I?"
I feel that
So how do I light up the darkness, Mr.Bob Marley?
This is my attempt right here
I'm trying
That's My Kid lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Big K.R.I.T., Cee Lo Green & Kutt Calhoun)
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
If my kid has a problem
It's up to me as the guardian to go and solve em'
Make my life and involve em
Late at night when I call em
I like to hear em' say daddy your song is awesome
Instead of gangbangers in school won't let up
I'm fed up I'm wondering if you can come up an red up
You shut up, negativity can be found inside my angels
Even though I was stupid but I put it down
Set trippin' - But I let it go headed for energetic flow
When I'm up to know that I was down and out
But now I'm breaded though
I know you saw me rep colors when I was young, dumb and malicious
I'm thankful, that all my blemishes never made you suspicious
Latched on to light
That's known to hype apparent you coherent knowing I rapped wrong to right (write)
Love and positivity instilled in my kid
Their family my family their mother and I did
Discipline starts at home even if they can't stand you
Watch em' fights land, you clock em' right hand
To stop em' that a man to stand up even add a camera
They won't be James Holmes, and they won't be Adam Lanza
A John Malvo, I'll flow loud for my child though
Ain't raising no groucho evil out my house yo
Instead a me watching em' disappear in the night
Air em' at graduation saying that's my kid right there
[Hook: Cee Lo Green]
I proudly claim my love,
The futures born from my own flesh and blood,
All that matters, this time,
So prayers that the sun will always shine
On that sweet child of my mine,
[Verse 2: Big KRIT]
To my unborn I give my all so you could ball like I could,
Stay in school and play it smooth and do those things that I wouldn't,
Pay attention and keep your distance from ignorant instances,
Play a instrument anything that you want just invision it,
Follow your dreams, no matter what may come or what may fall,
Cause' ain't no shame in failing as long as you know you gave your all,
Staned up, man up, get a handle on yourself tighten your belt,
Do what you can to do for you and ya'll just don't, do it for the wealth that they offer
It sounds awful but if me and your mama' ain't talking,
And she said that I ain't offering a call just as often as I should,
I pray that you get older and you understand that I was just, doing what I could,
If she let me, if you have a second I could explain,
Like so many transitions in life that people change,
Whether I'm on top soil, or dead in a box,
I love you dearly sincerely and that'll never stop,
For my kid...
For my kid...
[Hook: Cee Lo Green]
[Verse 3: Kutt Calhoun]
Paris and Darius Dariana Unique Oshay Malik,
And one on the way in a matter of weeks,
But it's a shame cause' I think that my other daughter ain't mine,
Andria baby I love you I guess your father was blind,
In due time you'll understand it, how your mama' was scandelous,
(Wait this don't seem right man, I don't think I can handle it,)
When I all I ever did was show love for you,
Sweated blood for you, any moment take a slug for you,
But it's cool, the baby mama drama is expected,
And that karma is going to be what I been blessed with
Sit back and learn your lessons as our seeds grow from kids to adolescence,
Then present you for yourself as misdirection,
The first to heed the message is Malik,
Abandonded by his mama' on thanksgiving evening,
Bout' three years ago was up to me to feed to em morals,
Values manhood, knowledge a week ago he graduated
You ask me, then I'm a' say.
[Hook: Cee Lo Green]
If my kid has a problem
It's up to me as the guardian to go and solve em'
Make my life and involve em
Late at night when I call em
I like to hear em' say daddy your song is awesome
Instead of gangbangers in school won't let up
I'm fed up I'm wondering if you can come up an red up
You shut up, negativity can be found inside my angels
Even though I was stupid but I put it down
Set trippin' - But I let it go headed for energetic flow
When I'm up to know that I was down and out
But now I'm breaded though
I know you saw me rep colors when I was young, dumb and malicious
I'm thankful, that all my blemishes never made you suspicious
Latched on to light
That's known to hype apparent you coherent knowing I rapped wrong to right (write)
Love and positivity instilled in my kid
Their family my family their mother and I did
Discipline starts at home even if they can't stand you
Watch em' fights land, you clock em' right hand
To stop em' that a man to stand up even add a camera
They won't be James Holmes, and they won't be Adam Lanza
A John Malvo, I'll flow loud for my child though
Ain't raising no groucho evil out my house yo
Instead a me watching em' disappear in the night
Air em' at graduation saying that's my kid right there
[Hook: Cee Lo Green]
I proudly claim my love,
The futures born from my own flesh and blood,
All that matters, this time,
So prayers that the sun will always shine
On that sweet child of my mine,
[Verse 2: Big KRIT]
To my unborn I give my all so you could ball like I could,
Stay in school and play it smooth and do those things that I wouldn't,
Pay attention and keep your distance from ignorant instances,
Play a instrument anything that you want just invision it,
Follow your dreams, no matter what may come or what may fall,
Cause' ain't no shame in failing as long as you know you gave your all,
Staned up, man up, get a handle on yourself tighten your belt,
Do what you can to do for you and ya'll just don't, do it for the wealth that they offer
It sounds awful but if me and your mama' ain't talking,
And she said that I ain't offering a call just as often as I should,
I pray that you get older and you understand that I was just, doing what I could,
If she let me, if you have a second I could explain,
Like so many transitions in life that people change,
Whether I'm on top soil, or dead in a box,
I love you dearly sincerely and that'll never stop,
For my kid...
For my kid...
[Hook: Cee Lo Green]
[Verse 3: Kutt Calhoun]
Paris and Darius Dariana Unique Oshay Malik,
And one on the way in a matter of weeks,
But it's a shame cause' I think that my other daughter ain't mine,
Andria baby I love you I guess your father was blind,
In due time you'll understand it, how your mama' was scandelous,
(Wait this don't seem right man, I don't think I can handle it,)
When I all I ever did was show love for you,
Sweated blood for you, any moment take a slug for you,
But it's cool, the baby mama drama is expected,
And that karma is going to be what I been blessed with
Sit back and learn your lessons as our seeds grow from kids to adolescence,
Then present you for yourself as misdirection,
The first to heed the message is Malik,
Abandonded by his mama' on thanksgiving evening,
Bout' three years ago was up to me to feed to em morals,
Values manhood, knowledge a week ago he graduated
You ask me, then I'm a' say.
[Hook: Cee Lo Green]
Meant To Happen lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Scoop DeVille)
[Hook: Scoop DeVille]
Cause it was all meant to happen
It was all meant to happen
No wonder why you kept walkin' my way
Cause it was all meant to happen
It was all meant to happen
No wonder why you kept walkin'
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
My mom was 18, waitin' for her prom date
Which was my father, yes, this night's gonna be beyond great
Two years prior they both created Aaron Yates
So the bond straight with two fine mates, so mom waits
And waits, in the upstairs window watchin'
For my pops and it was shockin' that he never ever came knockin'
Just left her, in her prom dress and that's the eve
Where all the stress hit aggressively, she had her first epileptic seizure
And kept havin' them, doctor, help the sick lady
Medicine with the quickness, just maybe it'll stop
'Member this, in '80 I was, nine
Asleep and I heard somethin' collapse
Hopped up with nothin' but tighty whitie
Saw my mom just fell and slapped the floor
She shakin', I'm scared, I ran out the house in my underwear
"Help my mama" is all that's comin' out my mouth
A neighbor came to help so mama wouldn't die
As a little kid, watchin' the ambulance take her away, I'm thinkin' "Why?"
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
'92, I was 21
Sellin' rocks for my auntie, was plenty fun
And yes she loaded the house with many guns
She got me a TEC-9 for my birthday, "No more trippin' from anyone"
Is what I’m thinkin', Boones Farm’s what I’m drinkin'
Singin' Jodeci loaded, we exploded, these chicks I’m binkin'
Daily, nightly, the ladies like me, I’m baby Ikie,
Maybe slightly, I’m crazy might be
Really shady, sheisty not like this though
I’m sleepin' again, this dude breaks in with a pistol
I heard his bullet whistle, so I had to roll of on this flo'
Heard a struggle then my auntie scream, I’m feelin' for my piece
Then, just my luck, my birthday gift that I got wasn't in my reach
The gunman busted in my room lookin' for somethin'
Found me hidin', pointed the gun right at my head, my heart was pumpin'
Then he turned and ran away then with a blink of an eye
He was gone, I found my auntie shakin', hidin' in the closet, I’m thinkin' "Why?"
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
Dear Darkness, you've been with me for so long
I never understood, 'til now in this slow song
Been in some shaky situations, but life goes on
But still, a lot of things you showed this kid was so wrong
But what's so right, this pain and strife that I go write
People go buy it, they think that my flow's tight
Got a cold mic, they got me a million sold twice
Not a low-life anymore it’s always sold-out show nights
After K.O.D. you scared me, so I ran from you
Then accepted you on Seepage, then saw the fans come through
Just when I thought I took everything I can stand from you
I kept writing and then we watched the Strangeland come true
So now I see, these stories in my life
I was meant to share my darkness within my light
People say it helps them to see me fly
From the bottom, that’s motivation for them all, now I see exactly why
[Hook]
Cause it was all meant to happen
It was all meant to happen
No wonder why you kept walkin' my way
Cause it was all meant to happen
It was all meant to happen
No wonder why you kept walkin'
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
My mom was 18, waitin' for her prom date
Which was my father, yes, this night's gonna be beyond great
Two years prior they both created Aaron Yates
So the bond straight with two fine mates, so mom waits
And waits, in the upstairs window watchin'
For my pops and it was shockin' that he never ever came knockin'
Just left her, in her prom dress and that's the eve
Where all the stress hit aggressively, she had her first epileptic seizure
And kept havin' them, doctor, help the sick lady
Medicine with the quickness, just maybe it'll stop
'Member this, in '80 I was, nine
Asleep and I heard somethin' collapse
Hopped up with nothin' but tighty whitie
Saw my mom just fell and slapped the floor
She shakin', I'm scared, I ran out the house in my underwear
"Help my mama" is all that's comin' out my mouth
A neighbor came to help so mama wouldn't die
As a little kid, watchin' the ambulance take her away, I'm thinkin' "Why?"
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
'92, I was 21
Sellin' rocks for my auntie, was plenty fun
And yes she loaded the house with many guns
She got me a TEC-9 for my birthday, "No more trippin' from anyone"
Is what I’m thinkin', Boones Farm’s what I’m drinkin'
Singin' Jodeci loaded, we exploded, these chicks I’m binkin'
Daily, nightly, the ladies like me, I’m baby Ikie,
Maybe slightly, I’m crazy might be
Really shady, sheisty not like this though
I’m sleepin' again, this dude breaks in with a pistol
I heard his bullet whistle, so I had to roll of on this flo'
Heard a struggle then my auntie scream, I’m feelin' for my piece
Then, just my luck, my birthday gift that I got wasn't in my reach
The gunman busted in my room lookin' for somethin'
Found me hidin', pointed the gun right at my head, my heart was pumpin'
Then he turned and ran away then with a blink of an eye
He was gone, I found my auntie shakin', hidin' in the closet, I’m thinkin' "Why?"
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
Dear Darkness, you've been with me for so long
I never understood, 'til now in this slow song
Been in some shaky situations, but life goes on
But still, a lot of things you showed this kid was so wrong
But what's so right, this pain and strife that I go write
People go buy it, they think that my flow's tight
Got a cold mic, they got me a million sold twice
Not a low-life anymore it’s always sold-out show nights
After K.O.D. you scared me, so I ran from you
Then accepted you on Seepage, then saw the fans come through
Just when I thought I took everything I can stand from you
I kept writing and then we watched the Strangeland come true
So now I see, these stories in my life
I was meant to share my darkness within my light
People say it helps them to see me fly
From the bottom, that’s motivation for them all, now I see exactly why
[Hook]
News With Mark Alford 3 (Skit) lyrics - Tech N9ne
[Mark Alford]
Ever since the meteor strike earlier this week, the burgundy mister fog has been spreading throughout the metro. Since then, there had been numerous reports of strange, but positive, side effects. Including a dramatic decrease in crime.
Kansas City Police are stunned. This week, they have responded to ZERO emergency calls. Kansas City School Officials are also reporting some dramatic changes since the burgundy skies overtook the city. Student attendance and test scores are BOTH up significantly.
School administrators as well as the police chiefs say if this dramatic change is a result of our new burgundy skies, then they certainly hope the burgundy mist will keep spreading for the good of man-kind.
They say their hope is that this, cold harsh earth, will eventually become a better place for us all to live.
I'm Mark Alford, Goodnight.
Ever since the meteor strike earlier this week, the burgundy mister fog has been spreading throughout the metro. Since then, there had been numerous reports of strange, but positive, side effects. Including a dramatic decrease in crime.
Kansas City Police are stunned. This week, they have responded to ZERO emergency calls. Kansas City School Officials are also reporting some dramatic changes since the burgundy skies overtook the city. Student attendance and test scores are BOTH up significantly.
School administrators as well as the police chiefs say if this dramatic change is a result of our new burgundy skies, then they certainly hope the burgundy mist will keep spreading for the good of man-kind.
They say their hope is that this, cold harsh earth, will eventually become a better place for us all to live.
I'm Mark Alford, Goodnight.
Believe lyrics - Tech N9ne
Break free [4x]
We're together [4x]
[Verse 1 - Tech N9ne]
Welcome to planet Earth
Where people are divided
Some who try to fight it
Got violence and it hurts
Damaged turf, put men at work so people could manage personal demons and them it's worth
'Cause they give roadblocks and you're told not to show at the vote box and go for the broslops
Which in shows get the folks hot, what do you suppose locked the shows rock is gotta be their old and cold pops
Racism is passed down and Gate gives them mad frowns
But how they live and laugh now should be they bis and last sound from class clowns
People should be free to be together
Should be free to be whatever
You can see that we can better
When we give respect is good in any language
People are the strangers,
But we don't wanna see any anguish
When I see we free to be something, anything we see
All we gotta do is B.E.L.I.E.V.E.
[Hook:]
They smell the fires burning
They hear us in the streets
And now the world in crumbling
They want us on our knees
So, that's why (that's why)
We all (we all)
Must stand (stand tall)
For what?
For what we all believe
[Verse 2 - Tech N9ne]
Yeah,
Lost so many soldiers overseas
Over cheese
I was on my knees in Kuwait and Bahrain steady praying for the world to freeze
Little kid's gone, never did wrong
Look at him missing limbs but he is strong
We should take notes
Why you wanna hate folks?
And hurt each other using color as the scapegoat
We all struggle to bubble we gotta huddle up
Different people together like in a shuttle bus
Trouble is double, dealt with muddle, just puddle tough
Cause we ruddle bust rubble up, and shuttle befuddle us
Your freedom is yours
Your free to explore
They speak in evil, you're free to ignore
Through these hells I freely see because I B.E.L.I.E.V.E.
[Hook]
We're together [4x]
[Verse 1 - Tech N9ne]
Welcome to planet Earth
Where people are divided
Some who try to fight it
Got violence and it hurts
Damaged turf, put men at work so people could manage personal demons and them it's worth
'Cause they give roadblocks and you're told not to show at the vote box and go for the broslops
Which in shows get the folks hot, what do you suppose locked the shows rock is gotta be their old and cold pops
Racism is passed down and Gate gives them mad frowns
But how they live and laugh now should be they bis and last sound from class clowns
People should be free to be together
Should be free to be whatever
You can see that we can better
When we give respect is good in any language
People are the strangers,
But we don't wanna see any anguish
When I see we free to be something, anything we see
All we gotta do is B.E.L.I.E.V.E.
[Hook:]
They smell the fires burning
They hear us in the streets
And now the world in crumbling
They want us on our knees
So, that's why (that's why)
We all (we all)
Must stand (stand tall)
For what?
For what we all believe
[Verse 2 - Tech N9ne]
Yeah,
Lost so many soldiers overseas
Over cheese
I was on my knees in Kuwait and Bahrain steady praying for the world to freeze
Little kid's gone, never did wrong
Look at him missing limbs but he is strong
We should take notes
Why you wanna hate folks?
And hurt each other using color as the scapegoat
We all struggle to bubble we gotta huddle up
Different people together like in a shuttle bus
Trouble is double, dealt with muddle, just puddle tough
Cause we ruddle bust rubble up, and shuttle befuddle us
Your freedom is yours
Your free to explore
They speak in evil, you're free to ignore
Through these hells I freely see because I B.E.L.I.E.V.E.
[Hook]
R.I.P. Ray (Skit) lyrics - Tech N9ne
I just wanna say rest in piece, Raymond Daniel Manzarek Jr.
Much love.
Tech N9ne.
Much love.
Tech N9ne.
Strange 2013 lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. The Doors)
[Intro: Tech N9ne]
Let's get it
Fredwreck, Robby Krieger, Ray Manzarek, John Densmore, Tech N9ne, and Mister Jim Morrison
[Hook: Jim Morrison & Tech N9ne]
Strange days have found us
(I been a nobody, but now I get it in)
Strange days have tracked us down
(Nowhere to run, what I did is keep it wicked [?] pretend)
They're going to destroy
(Everything in my path I'm a gas I'm a spit it to the end)
Our casual joys
(I'm a take away your everything, I'm a merk [?] where I began)
We shall go on playing
Or find a new town
Yeah!
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
In the beginning it was negative, wasn't nobody [?] heavenly sick brethren
Tech's veteran, better than clever man
You're gonna be off of your rocker when the chakra's on chopper
It's kinda funny having no money coming up
It's the number independent 1 rapper, people running up
[?]
Beast in the nation, cheese generatin'
Now everybody know where the flame spray, fame pays, maintains brain crazed
Leaving them all leaking in pain
Hey gain, wait
Get ready for Strange Days
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
I told them I was gonna ball for y'all
Did it all, they didn't wanna get involved at all, yeah
They said that I was gonna fall, but now I'm walking tall
They all saw wicked [?] start here
Everybody will applaud the odd lyrical God
The fraud better kneel before his own, yeah
Never ever will I dissolve my heart in the dark, so when they call I'm a all a call, yeah
Wanna hate me
Industry gotta face me
They be shaky, ladies say we may be the crazies
They hella hazy, John Wayne the case be
The industry face off too sweet like pastry
Look at all these mentions
Look at all this ubratitions
Remember everyone saying I wasn't gonna make it, but the Tecca Nina kept on inchin'
This ain't no dang phase
Never will my reign fade
On the come up and a one up
Man it feels good to finally see Strange praised
[Outro: Jim Morrison & Tech N9ne]
Strange days have found us
(This is the trip)
And through their strange hours
We linger alone
(The best part I, really really like)
Bodies confused
(6, 7, Tech N9ne!)
Memories misused
(Fredwreck. Thank you brotha)
As we run from the day
To a strange night of stone
Let's get it
Fredwreck, Robby Krieger, Ray Manzarek, John Densmore, Tech N9ne, and Mister Jim Morrison
[Hook: Jim Morrison & Tech N9ne]
Strange days have found us
(I been a nobody, but now I get it in)
Strange days have tracked us down
(Nowhere to run, what I did is keep it wicked [?] pretend)
They're going to destroy
(Everything in my path I'm a gas I'm a spit it to the end)
Our casual joys
(I'm a take away your everything, I'm a merk [?] where I began)
We shall go on playing
Or find a new town
Yeah!
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
In the beginning it was negative, wasn't nobody [?] heavenly sick brethren
Tech's veteran, better than clever man
You're gonna be off of your rocker when the chakra's on chopper
It's kinda funny having no money coming up
It's the number independent 1 rapper, people running up
[?]
Beast in the nation, cheese generatin'
Now everybody know where the flame spray, fame pays, maintains brain crazed
Leaving them all leaking in pain
Hey gain, wait
Get ready for Strange Days
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
I told them I was gonna ball for y'all
Did it all, they didn't wanna get involved at all, yeah
They said that I was gonna fall, but now I'm walking tall
They all saw wicked [?] start here
Everybody will applaud the odd lyrical God
The fraud better kneel before his own, yeah
Never ever will I dissolve my heart in the dark, so when they call I'm a all a call, yeah
Wanna hate me
Industry gotta face me
They be shaky, ladies say we may be the crazies
They hella hazy, John Wayne the case be
The industry face off too sweet like pastry
Look at all these mentions
Look at all this ubratitions
Remember everyone saying I wasn't gonna make it, but the Tecca Nina kept on inchin'
This ain't no dang phase
Never will my reign fade
On the come up and a one up
Man it feels good to finally see Strange praised
[Outro: Jim Morrison & Tech N9ne]
Strange days have found us
(This is the trip)
And through their strange hours
We linger alone
(The best part I, really really like)
Bodies confused
(6, 7, Tech N9ne!)
Memories misused
(Fredwreck. Thank you brotha)
As we run from the day
To a strange night of stone
Colorado lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. B.o.B., Ces Cru, Krizz Kaliko, ¡Mayday!, Rittz & Stevie Stone)
[B.o.B]
Yeah, uh-huh, uh-oh, no, damn
[Tech N9ne]
It-it-it-it-it-it that good Colora-do
[Hook: B.o.B]
Toke, toke, toke, toke, you know it's that fire, I can't get no higher!
Toke, toke, toke, toke, I came to turn the night up, now watch me as I light up
[Tech N9ne]
Hey, I smoke in Amsterdam, in Denmark, Christiana!
Canada, then Germany, now everybody in this twist ganja
Now I wanna go to my second home big Tech is prone to conjure
Some of that new legal purple good Colorado-marijuana
[Stevie Stone]
Break it down, curl it up, fire it up, pass it ‘round
Got that dope, eighth and a dream and cuddle with a purp when I'm in a town
Nobody fucks with regular, on my shit spectacular
Hit it for the low shit gotta be real loud, and this wild next to ya
Rhino rolling in the most, hydro mixed with indigo
Blaze that shit, really can't get no high, but niggas still feel me though
Shoakin' dough, blazin' fire, roll 'em up, mile high
Lovin' Colorado strawberry kush open wide
[Tech N9ne]
Put you lighters up in the sky when the nigga do it
For the homeboy Pakelika, Restin' in Reffa!
Smoking that good Keisha
Through a vaporizor with a feature
Tech N9ne, I'mma kick it everytime
When I ease my mind, I hit my bottle
But they legalized it in my second home
When I go I'mma hit that good Colora-do
[Hook x2]
[Godemis]
You already know what it is, tappin' bottles, chippin' lips
Rollin' up another thumper, then we on the way to kill another gig
Info, Frizz, Stevie, Tech, Ubi and Picasso too
Joggin', I'll get it open, talkin' smoke so loud that I can't hear you
Look at me walkin' sideways, wavy but I'm not sloppy
And I'm burnin' down the bush, with the chief the spirits have got me
Better roll up you know I'm cold as fuck, going nuts iffin' I'm up in your place
Takin' a hit of the purp I'mma hold it in and blow it in your face!
[Info Gates]
[Cough] Info Gates [Cough] bitch don't hate
I showed up at the studio bars official
Cause I'm on trees like carved initials
I got that Candy Maldonado but I've been KC, not Colorado
So if a cop finds this avocado
I got in this medicine bottle I gotta get
[Ubiquitous]
Be hittin' the indica strain when it get in my brain
That it isn't the same, I'm twistin the flame
Light up, the Ces is definitely beneficial for the pain
That medical Jane never synthetic you know photosynthesis gettin' the blame
Blowin' legit if you switchin' the state, uh, blow the piff and I'm driftin' away
When I'm out in the Springs with a mountain to king
I'm countin the ounces they bring, they offer that kush (Kush)
They burnin' the bush, they 'bout it no doubt it's a thing
I'm jackin' the cyph, then I'm coming for Colorado for over half of my life
I came from about it back in the day, got a habit for packin' the sack in the pipe
I blowin' that it in
[Hook x2]
[Bernz]
Been an outlaw for minute though, smokin' out with no shame
Blowin' loud out of my sun roof back in the Sunshine State
But then boys offered that cake so it's a cat and mouse type chase
So I growin' eyes on my back and droppin' brains over my face
I need a high estate, elevate, gotta get back up to that Denver stage
Where the fans are Strange and the air is thin
But I smoke is thick I just can't explain
Sparkin', puffin', passin', ease your pain and all these forms of fashion
I think it's only right to celebrate it, just get
[Wrekonize]
Up-up high, get 'em up-up high
Stuck in the sky, we gotta lust let's fly
And I just met my angel dangled
With a halo and a bud supply
Went over limits and you heard the tale
About my freaked out tweaked out weed dungeon
But I forget about that when I'm in the do
See I be all up on them Green Funyuns
Took another trip out to the CO
Where they be telling me the liberty is legal
So that's no piss test for your PO
We go to free load and debo Doritos
Showing love to Metropolis
And the brother with the funk on the side of the curb
Green cross in a seson of moss
When they all breed crops and they dying to serve
[Rittz]
Fort Collins to Boulder we smoke the air
We just feel wicked we on that Jodi Arias
Rollin' and jokin' these folks just stare at us
Trippin' for no reason when it's so hilarious
You high or something, you stared but you scared to puff
You wanna fly with me yeah have fans with lust
Just be careful when you hit it, I got admit it
I been known for sprinkle these orange hairs with dust
Forgot where we was, tried to order a quarter pounder
From a Taco Bell drive through high so we drove off
On the road lost blinded from the smoke fog
Made it to the crib I hit the door and then I dozed off
Broke off my homies a couple buds
And ever since the day I did it I got a bunch of phone calls
Ask me how much do an O' cost
In Atlanta got 'em smokin' on that dope dog yup-ya-uh-yeah
[Krizz Kaliko]
When I'm in another land I smoke that fire-iah-iah
I don't really hit to choke but tonight I'm gonna try-iah-iah
Take some weed, mixin' with tobacco leafs
Actually and breathe and I lose my faculties, naturally
(Okay) Worldwide now, following Tech Nina
Take another hit if you got that reefer
Bring me a little bit of that sativa
Baby tokes is my anxiety
Don't like when I put up inside of me
I go back to the bottle, when I take a hit of that Colora-do
Yeah, uh-huh, uh-oh, no, damn
[Tech N9ne]
It-it-it-it-it-it that good Colora-do
[Hook: B.o.B]
Toke, toke, toke, toke, you know it's that fire, I can't get no higher!
Toke, toke, toke, toke, I came to turn the night up, now watch me as I light up
[Tech N9ne]
Hey, I smoke in Amsterdam, in Denmark, Christiana!
Canada, then Germany, now everybody in this twist ganja
Now I wanna go to my second home big Tech is prone to conjure
Some of that new legal purple good Colorado-marijuana
[Stevie Stone]
Break it down, curl it up, fire it up, pass it ‘round
Got that dope, eighth and a dream and cuddle with a purp when I'm in a town
Nobody fucks with regular, on my shit spectacular
Hit it for the low shit gotta be real loud, and this wild next to ya
Rhino rolling in the most, hydro mixed with indigo
Blaze that shit, really can't get no high, but niggas still feel me though
Shoakin' dough, blazin' fire, roll 'em up, mile high
Lovin' Colorado strawberry kush open wide
[Tech N9ne]
Put you lighters up in the sky when the nigga do it
For the homeboy Pakelika, Restin' in Reffa!
Smoking that good Keisha
Through a vaporizor with a feature
Tech N9ne, I'mma kick it everytime
When I ease my mind, I hit my bottle
But they legalized it in my second home
When I go I'mma hit that good Colora-do
[Hook x2]
[Godemis]
You already know what it is, tappin' bottles, chippin' lips
Rollin' up another thumper, then we on the way to kill another gig
Info, Frizz, Stevie, Tech, Ubi and Picasso too
Joggin', I'll get it open, talkin' smoke so loud that I can't hear you
Look at me walkin' sideways, wavy but I'm not sloppy
And I'm burnin' down the bush, with the chief the spirits have got me
Better roll up you know I'm cold as fuck, going nuts iffin' I'm up in your place
Takin' a hit of the purp I'mma hold it in and blow it in your face!
[Info Gates]
[Cough] Info Gates [Cough] bitch don't hate
I showed up at the studio bars official
Cause I'm on trees like carved initials
I got that Candy Maldonado but I've been KC, not Colorado
So if a cop finds this avocado
I got in this medicine bottle I gotta get
[Ubiquitous]
Be hittin' the indica strain when it get in my brain
That it isn't the same, I'm twistin the flame
Light up, the Ces is definitely beneficial for the pain
That medical Jane never synthetic you know photosynthesis gettin' the blame
Blowin' legit if you switchin' the state, uh, blow the piff and I'm driftin' away
When I'm out in the Springs with a mountain to king
I'm countin the ounces they bring, they offer that kush (Kush)
They burnin' the bush, they 'bout it no doubt it's a thing
I'm jackin' the cyph, then I'm coming for Colorado for over half of my life
I came from about it back in the day, got a habit for packin' the sack in the pipe
I blowin' that it in
[Hook x2]
[Bernz]
Been an outlaw for minute though, smokin' out with no shame
Blowin' loud out of my sun roof back in the Sunshine State
But then boys offered that cake so it's a cat and mouse type chase
So I growin' eyes on my back and droppin' brains over my face
I need a high estate, elevate, gotta get back up to that Denver stage
Where the fans are Strange and the air is thin
But I smoke is thick I just can't explain
Sparkin', puffin', passin', ease your pain and all these forms of fashion
I think it's only right to celebrate it, just get
[Wrekonize]
Up-up high, get 'em up-up high
Stuck in the sky, we gotta lust let's fly
And I just met my angel dangled
With a halo and a bud supply
Went over limits and you heard the tale
About my freaked out tweaked out weed dungeon
But I forget about that when I'm in the do
See I be all up on them Green Funyuns
Took another trip out to the CO
Where they be telling me the liberty is legal
So that's no piss test for your PO
We go to free load and debo Doritos
Showing love to Metropolis
And the brother with the funk on the side of the curb
Green cross in a seson of moss
When they all breed crops and they dying to serve
[Rittz]
Fort Collins to Boulder we smoke the air
We just feel wicked we on that Jodi Arias
Rollin' and jokin' these folks just stare at us
Trippin' for no reason when it's so hilarious
You high or something, you stared but you scared to puff
You wanna fly with me yeah have fans with lust
Just be careful when you hit it, I got admit it
I been known for sprinkle these orange hairs with dust
Forgot where we was, tried to order a quarter pounder
From a Taco Bell drive through high so we drove off
On the road lost blinded from the smoke fog
Made it to the crib I hit the door and then I dozed off
Broke off my homies a couple buds
And ever since the day I did it I got a bunch of phone calls
Ask me how much do an O' cost
In Atlanta got 'em smokin' on that dope dog yup-ya-uh-yeah
[Krizz Kaliko]
When I'm in another land I smoke that fire-iah-iah
I don't really hit to choke but tonight I'm gonna try-iah-iah
Take some weed, mixin' with tobacco leafs
Actually and breathe and I lose my faculties, naturally
(Okay) Worldwide now, following Tech Nina
Take another hit if you got that reefer
Bring me a little bit of that sativa
Baby tokes is my anxiety
Don't like when I put up inside of me
I go back to the bottle, when I take a hit of that Colora-do
Drowning lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Liz Suwandi)
[Intro: Liz Suwandi]
Life looks different down here
Inside my dying prison
If I could reach the edge of this
I'll take it somewhere if I could
[Hook: Liz Suwandi]
But I am slipping under water
The tide oh it's pulling me much farther
Maybe I am drowning, oh I'm drowning
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
My Tsunami, my Katrina and my inner Sandy
Man it will not simmer expanding
If I swam seem like I would slam the damn thing
But I'm scrambling, falling like I damaged my hamstring
I'm deeply disturbed, so many things keep me perturbed
Inside of me peeping this surge and I'm completely submerged
My data wiped even if NASA had a sight
Couldn't catch it with N.O.A.A.'s ghost satellite
Storms at five with them I'm torn alive
Hearing the horns from high
Pain is for sure my eye
Having a lot of blackouts
Medics try putting me on medicine
But I need light
Just like the East need con Edison
I'm dead again
Drowning and everybody else is messed when
I got troubles that's been pulling me down
And jesting, water no breath in
Look how it swept in
To evacuate or not evacuate?
Is the question
[Hook: Liz Suwandi]
[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
Teach me to swim, keep me from them
Eating the limbs and other body pieces from him
I may be wrong not to, play these songs, caught ya
When you got me drowning in my own Davy Jones locker
It's caving in, it's over weight
No saving him, he's freeloader bait
And everybody picks him than sticks him
But your rain and winds equal my shut down system
Yeah
[Hook: Liz Suwandi]
Life looks different down here
Inside my dying prison
If I could reach the edge of this
I'll take it somewhere if I could
[Hook: Liz Suwandi]
But I am slipping under water
The tide oh it's pulling me much farther
Maybe I am drowning, oh I'm drowning
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
My Tsunami, my Katrina and my inner Sandy
Man it will not simmer expanding
If I swam seem like I would slam the damn thing
But I'm scrambling, falling like I damaged my hamstring
I'm deeply disturbed, so many things keep me perturbed
Inside of me peeping this surge and I'm completely submerged
My data wiped even if NASA had a sight
Couldn't catch it with N.O.A.A.'s ghost satellite
Storms at five with them I'm torn alive
Hearing the horns from high
Pain is for sure my eye
Having a lot of blackouts
Medics try putting me on medicine
But I need light
Just like the East need con Edison
I'm dead again
Drowning and everybody else is messed when
I got troubles that's been pulling me down
And jesting, water no breath in
Look how it swept in
To evacuate or not evacuate?
Is the question
[Hook: Liz Suwandi]
[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
Teach me to swim, keep me from them
Eating the limbs and other body pieces from him
I may be wrong not to, play these songs, caught ya
When you got me drowning in my own Davy Jones locker
It's caving in, it's over weight
No saving him, he's freeloader bait
And everybody picks him than sticks him
But your rain and winds equal my shut down system
Yeah
[Hook: Liz Suwandi]
Thizzles lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Danny Brown)
[Skit]
- Man I don't give a fuck about all that, I just wanna make sure these beats are locked down. Hey, hold on one second, here's Tech right here, man. What's up homeboy, what you need?
- Th-th-th-th-thizzles!
- How many?
- Th-th-th-th-thizzles!
- What is that, like five?
- Yahtzee!
- Alright, c'mon through.
- Cool.
[Intro: Tech N9ne]
Only ye, who is on the molly, shall dig this little diddy here
And if ye shall want that molly, then ye shall have it!
[Hook: Tech N9ne]
When I'm in the house everybody in the place know I got that
Ladies in the back, on my lap, I'mma tap when they pop that
I was on that molly when I copped that, but I never dropped that
Hey, hey (I got thizzles)
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
T-H-I-Z-Z-L-E-S, in my belly, yes
We stay high, we be helly X'd, so don't be jelly, just
Get up in the midst of the party, got a fistful of molly and a bitch with a body
I think I wanna grab another chick from a hottie
Make her licked on my lollipop, I hits when I'm naughty
Hit em both then I'm 'scapin later
Never limited, dig it, I'm makin paper
Penny pickin, was sick, I was hatin fakers
Who played the great A, but they can't bust
I was-a-poppin, the panties was droppin
I never stopped even when granny was knockin
Super shockin when the be
It's off from all the rockin, insanity fuckin
That I does, my high buzz
The type of sky shove I love, I was
[Pre-hook]
(Poppin Molly Ringwald while, eatin Stacy Green raw)
(Everbody and things saw, motherfuckin fiend, y'all)
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Danny Brown]
M-D-M-to-the-A, on that plate, got me hella straight
We just took some dips, we just met, but we gon' fuck today
So pop that pussy for a goon and I got four hoes in my hotel room
Got a zip of that Marley and a fill of that Henny and a gram of that molly we about to go boom
Bitch it's Tech Nina and your boy Danny Brown
Hand-me-down clothes on me hand-me-down hoes
They be hoes on the dick doing fingers made of gold with a ruby on her head and a diamond on my nuts
Cumming on her butt for a pill with a slut
Playin with the pussy now I'm tryin to go fuck
So ho stop playin gon' let a nigga cut
Like a homeboy screamin ridin on the west side
Gon' suck a nigga dick or something
Gon' let a nigga hit or something
We rollin, rollin on the moon rocks we controlling, 'trolling
Up against the wall, all these bitches on my balls
Off that Molly Ringwald
Off that molly, brainwashed
[Pre-hook & Hook]
[Verse 3: Tech N9ne]
Orange juice
Morn' boost
Born goof
Scorn roots
Worn youths
Let my horns loose
Porn groups
With the E we raise the darn roof
Got it really hot in here
I'mma knock this beer, I'mma pop this year
Bet you think I'mma gonna stick and rock this rear
But big booty bitch, I love you, but I'm not sincere
Said you never popped before, I can't tell how
Cause you're freaky, you take it, you're going to hell now!
That I does
My high buzz
The type of sky shove I love
I was
[Pre-hook & Hook]
Time to get your molly on! [x4]
- Man I don't give a fuck about all that, I just wanna make sure these beats are locked down. Hey, hold on one second, here's Tech right here, man. What's up homeboy, what you need?
- Th-th-th-th-thizzles!
- How many?
- Th-th-th-th-thizzles!
- What is that, like five?
- Yahtzee!
- Alright, c'mon through.
- Cool.
[Intro: Tech N9ne]
Only ye, who is on the molly, shall dig this little diddy here
And if ye shall want that molly, then ye shall have it!
[Hook: Tech N9ne]
When I'm in the house everybody in the place know I got that
Ladies in the back, on my lap, I'mma tap when they pop that
I was on that molly when I copped that, but I never dropped that
Hey, hey (I got thizzles)
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
T-H-I-Z-Z-L-E-S, in my belly, yes
We stay high, we be helly X'd, so don't be jelly, just
Get up in the midst of the party, got a fistful of molly and a bitch with a body
I think I wanna grab another chick from a hottie
Make her licked on my lollipop, I hits when I'm naughty
Hit em both then I'm 'scapin later
Never limited, dig it, I'm makin paper
Penny pickin, was sick, I was hatin fakers
Who played the great A, but they can't bust
I was-a-poppin, the panties was droppin
I never stopped even when granny was knockin
Super shockin when the be
It's off from all the rockin, insanity fuckin
That I does, my high buzz
The type of sky shove I love, I was
[Pre-hook]
(Poppin Molly Ringwald while, eatin Stacy Green raw)
(Everbody and things saw, motherfuckin fiend, y'all)
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Danny Brown]
M-D-M-to-the-A, on that plate, got me hella straight
We just took some dips, we just met, but we gon' fuck today
So pop that pussy for a goon and I got four hoes in my hotel room
Got a zip of that Marley and a fill of that Henny and a gram of that molly we about to go boom
Bitch it's Tech Nina and your boy Danny Brown
Hand-me-down clothes on me hand-me-down hoes
They be hoes on the dick doing fingers made of gold with a ruby on her head and a diamond on my nuts
Cumming on her butt for a pill with a slut
Playin with the pussy now I'm tryin to go fuck
So ho stop playin gon' let a nigga cut
Like a homeboy screamin ridin on the west side
Gon' suck a nigga dick or something
Gon' let a nigga hit or something
We rollin, rollin on the moon rocks we controlling, 'trolling
Up against the wall, all these bitches on my balls
Off that Molly Ringwald
Off that molly, brainwashed
[Pre-hook & Hook]
[Verse 3: Tech N9ne]
Orange juice
Morn' boost
Born goof
Scorn roots
Worn youths
Let my horns loose
Porn groups
With the E we raise the darn roof
Got it really hot in here
I'mma knock this beer, I'mma pop this year
Bet you think I'mma gonna stick and rock this rear
But big booty bitch, I love you, but I'm not sincere
Said you never popped before, I can't tell how
Cause you're freaky, you take it, you're going to hell now!
That I does
My high buzz
The type of sky shove I love
I was
[Pre-hook & Hook]
Time to get your molly on! [x4]
Party The Pain Away lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Liz Suwandi)
[Intro:]
If you can't dance, this the maint'nance
[Hook: Liz Suwandi]
I need release from this frantic mind
I've got the cure, I know you've got mine
So go ahead and pour me more wine
We've got all night, we can make it right
(Let's party the pain away)
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
Whenever problems show up
Man I really wanna blow up, drinkin til I throw up
And tonight I'm havin mo' luck
Couple bad bitches rolled up, to puff a little dough up
And they givin us the dame thang
Puffin, drinkin, than we bang-bang
Knock it out the frame, mane
Caught a couple mo' dame-dames
Than my homies with the cane came
Now we got a Strange thang
Yeah... y'all do, I don't (what's that, Tech?)
Turn down something I won't
I'm a... grinch when I'm yearning it
Get so hot up in the spot, I think I'm partying at Burning Man
I deal with the real, when I feel
But tonight I'm takin Bou Lou to the grill
I'll be damned, if it ain't a day, I kick it and can't obey
When life is heavy we uh... party the pain away
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
I be off in Australia
Where the ladies really didgeridoo it if they smell ya
Aboriginal's will tell ya
That they rollin hella deep, and if you trippin it's a failure
When I'm off in California
Molly got me so dehydrated, smell ammonia
I be feelin like a donor
Not blood, but the other stuff
Cause the women bone ya
When the real life's on my case
A woman waits, to sit on my face
In Missouri, it's all on my state
When I'm home, yes I keep a heapin on my plate
I'm in a dark party, with a red light
'Bout to be another "take it to the head" night
Whether you're drinkin, or you're smokin, or the med type
Partyin the pain away, don't even got your bread right
[Hook]
[Bridge:]
If you can't dance, this the maint'nance
Let's party the pain away
[Verse 3: Tech N9ne]
If you're stressin, I feel ya
If I'm off up in your city, come and party with the Milla
20 shots of tequila
This'll make a little money so I'm gonna pay the billa
If she lookin don't be jello
Get your woman, take her picture with me cause I'm hella mello
If you're tough and wanna yell though
She'll be leavin with the crew
And I'm a stick her like some velcro
We the party people, night and day
Livin crazy is the only way, got a...
Party persona, fuck the pain and come and kick it
Are you smelling my aroma?
When things get bad, get trashed
That's my advice on yo bitch ass
Faded like you think I am
On the brink, of a drink, and the drink got slammed
[Hook]
If you can't dance, this the maint'nance
[Hook: Liz Suwandi]
I need release from this frantic mind
I've got the cure, I know you've got mine
So go ahead and pour me more wine
We've got all night, we can make it right
(Let's party the pain away)
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
Whenever problems show up
Man I really wanna blow up, drinkin til I throw up
And tonight I'm havin mo' luck
Couple bad bitches rolled up, to puff a little dough up
And they givin us the dame thang
Puffin, drinkin, than we bang-bang
Knock it out the frame, mane
Caught a couple mo' dame-dames
Than my homies with the cane came
Now we got a Strange thang
Yeah... y'all do, I don't (what's that, Tech?)
Turn down something I won't
I'm a... grinch when I'm yearning it
Get so hot up in the spot, I think I'm partying at Burning Man
I deal with the real, when I feel
But tonight I'm takin Bou Lou to the grill
I'll be damned, if it ain't a day, I kick it and can't obey
When life is heavy we uh... party the pain away
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
I be off in Australia
Where the ladies really didgeridoo it if they smell ya
Aboriginal's will tell ya
That they rollin hella deep, and if you trippin it's a failure
When I'm off in California
Molly got me so dehydrated, smell ammonia
I be feelin like a donor
Not blood, but the other stuff
Cause the women bone ya
When the real life's on my case
A woman waits, to sit on my face
In Missouri, it's all on my state
When I'm home, yes I keep a heapin on my plate
I'm in a dark party, with a red light
'Bout to be another "take it to the head" night
Whether you're drinkin, or you're smokin, or the med type
Partyin the pain away, don't even got your bread right
[Hook]
[Bridge:]
If you can't dance, this the maint'nance
Let's party the pain away
[Verse 3: Tech N9ne]
If you're stressin, I feel ya
If I'm off up in your city, come and party with the Milla
20 shots of tequila
This'll make a little money so I'm gonna pay the billa
If she lookin don't be jello
Get your woman, take her picture with me cause I'm hella mello
If you're tough and wanna yell though
She'll be leavin with the crew
And I'm a stick her like some velcro
We the party people, night and day
Livin crazy is the only way, got a...
Party persona, fuck the pain and come and kick it
Are you smelling my aroma?
When things get bad, get trashed
That's my advice on yo bitch ass
Faded like you think I am
On the brink, of a drink, and the drink got slammed
[Hook]
Rock-A-Bye lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Ben-G Da Prince of Soul)
[Intro:]
- Hey, hey Mr. Big, how you doing, man? Thanks so much for having me here to your house
- Welcome to my home
- You have a beautiful home, man, this is, this is wonderful
- Thank you, I never invite anyone to my home, but this is very special sign here
- No, I'm honored, man, I'm really honored, thank you so much
- But before we get started, you mind if we just chill out here, it's a beautiful night, can just relax?
- No, I don't, I don't mind it all, man, let's just chill
- Here, sit right here, take a sit
- Oh, okay
- Yeah
- Hey, this is nice
- Here, have a drink
- What's this?
- Oh... it's just something to relax you, go ahead
- Oh, okay
- Gives you swagger
- Uhm, feels good
- You need that swagger to be big?
- Yeah
- I want you just to relax
- Huh-uh
- Go to sleep
- Yeah
- You will all be paid to be...
[Hook: Ben-G Da Prince of Soul]
(Rock, rock) rockabye (rock, rock) rockabye
(Stop, stop) stop, you won't play me
(Not, not) not a guy (hot, hot) hot as I
(Rock, rock) rockabye, baby
(Go to sleep, go-go-go to sleep) you make me go
(Go to sleep, go to sleep) oh, you make me go
(Go to sleep, go-go-go to sleep) you make me go
(Go to sleep) rockabye, baby
[Tech N9ne:]
(THERAFLU)
That's what it be feelin like when they bear you through
Every stereo radio, and they swear you true
But the dopey delivery is unbearable
Drink (CARIBOU)
Gotta grab your nads, you in the building
Rip it til you blast, they ass, up in the ceiling
Look a lot of rappers trash, ain't got the feelin
Not in your brain, to wanna change, up your energy game
What a shame, you got a name, but you're lyrically lame
Sedated, save it, cause your memory stained
From 'caine you're faded, a beginner remains
With fame you're jaded, and you give me your lane
I came to spray it, and it finna be pain
Will you please, stop...
Rappin that crap that you givin me, mayne?
I been fiendin foe, meanin flow
But they thought process seemin slow
You ain't gotta rap hella fast for me to like you
But wake the fuck if they screamin, bro
And that's good, you're able to get your green and go
But a lot of you shouldn't wanna be seen in show
Cause when I go to your set you be leanin low
[Hook]
[Tech N9ne:]
Never do you really gotta be I'll as me
Lyrically, stalled
Lot of rappers gonna wanna grit they grill at me
Furiously, y'all
But when you run up and then you find out villains we
Fear is recalled
Music and murkin niggas don't really wanna deal with me
Seriously, dawg
Your flow's on NyQuil, or them night pills
Or that codeine, that y'all drank
It's a funny sight for real, the people like you still
When you so lean, that you can't
Spit one of your verses, worse, you just faint
Better get a nurse, a hearse, and kiss paint
Watch a nigga urk and jerk, he's on the purp
A Percocet alert, to Earth, if it's quaint in a...
Box, see me comin but can't even swing at me (weak as fuck)
When you be rappin, you mummy, you don't wanna see me
Screamin up to the tip-top, a lot of you rappin, it be Ziploc
All I'm sayin, is I never wanna have no MSG in my hip-hop
(Ehe-haha! Can you feel it? Feel the swagger, hahaha)
[Hook]
[Tech N9ne:]
Last thing I'm gon say
The people don't really have green or gold pay
So when you think of rapping and go lay
Your vocal, you better, mash mean and go cray
But if you a beginner still, in a deal
And yo remedial rappin is in a mill
I guess I better slow it down a little bit and go pop me a couple of (Benadryl)
Fuck, nigga, why you wake me up, nigga?
Makin million dollars layin in the cut, nigga
Fuck what you say, I been 'sleep for two day
Go to sleep, Tech N9ne, nigga, too paid
[Outro:]
Stay alive, homeboy, that's all I want you to do
You make me go (go to sleep, go to sleep)
Oh, oh, you make go (go to sleep, go-go-go to sleep)
You make me go (go to sleep) rockabye, baby
- Hey, hey Mr. Big, how you doing, man? Thanks so much for having me here to your house
- Welcome to my home
- You have a beautiful home, man, this is, this is wonderful
- Thank you, I never invite anyone to my home, but this is very special sign here
- No, I'm honored, man, I'm really honored, thank you so much
- But before we get started, you mind if we just chill out here, it's a beautiful night, can just relax?
- No, I don't, I don't mind it all, man, let's just chill
- Here, sit right here, take a sit
- Oh, okay
- Yeah
- Hey, this is nice
- Here, have a drink
- What's this?
- Oh... it's just something to relax you, go ahead
- Oh, okay
- Gives you swagger
- Uhm, feels good
- You need that swagger to be big?
- Yeah
- I want you just to relax
- Huh-uh
- Go to sleep
- Yeah
- You will all be paid to be...
[Hook: Ben-G Da Prince of Soul]
(Rock, rock) rockabye (rock, rock) rockabye
(Stop, stop) stop, you won't play me
(Not, not) not a guy (hot, hot) hot as I
(Rock, rock) rockabye, baby
(Go to sleep, go-go-go to sleep) you make me go
(Go to sleep, go to sleep) oh, you make me go
(Go to sleep, go-go-go to sleep) you make me go
(Go to sleep) rockabye, baby
[Tech N9ne:]
(THERAFLU)
That's what it be feelin like when they bear you through
Every stereo radio, and they swear you true
But the dopey delivery is unbearable
Drink (CARIBOU)
Gotta grab your nads, you in the building
Rip it til you blast, they ass, up in the ceiling
Look a lot of rappers trash, ain't got the feelin
Not in your brain, to wanna change, up your energy game
What a shame, you got a name, but you're lyrically lame
Sedated, save it, cause your memory stained
From 'caine you're faded, a beginner remains
With fame you're jaded, and you give me your lane
I came to spray it, and it finna be pain
Will you please, stop...
Rappin that crap that you givin me, mayne?
I been fiendin foe, meanin flow
But they thought process seemin slow
You ain't gotta rap hella fast for me to like you
But wake the fuck if they screamin, bro
And that's good, you're able to get your green and go
But a lot of you shouldn't wanna be seen in show
Cause when I go to your set you be leanin low
[Hook]
[Tech N9ne:]
Never do you really gotta be I'll as me
Lyrically, stalled
Lot of rappers gonna wanna grit they grill at me
Furiously, y'all
But when you run up and then you find out villains we
Fear is recalled
Music and murkin niggas don't really wanna deal with me
Seriously, dawg
Your flow's on NyQuil, or them night pills
Or that codeine, that y'all drank
It's a funny sight for real, the people like you still
When you so lean, that you can't
Spit one of your verses, worse, you just faint
Better get a nurse, a hearse, and kiss paint
Watch a nigga urk and jerk, he's on the purp
A Percocet alert, to Earth, if it's quaint in a...
Box, see me comin but can't even swing at me (weak as fuck)
When you be rappin, you mummy, you don't wanna see me
Screamin up to the tip-top, a lot of you rappin, it be Ziploc
All I'm sayin, is I never wanna have no MSG in my hip-hop
(Ehe-haha! Can you feel it? Feel the swagger, hahaha)
[Hook]
[Tech N9ne:]
Last thing I'm gon say
The people don't really have green or gold pay
So when you think of rapping and go lay
Your vocal, you better, mash mean and go cray
But if you a beginner still, in a deal
And yo remedial rappin is in a mill
I guess I better slow it down a little bit and go pop me a couple of (Benadryl)
Fuck, nigga, why you wake me up, nigga?
Makin million dollars layin in the cut, nigga
Fuck what you say, I been 'sleep for two day
Go to sleep, Tech N9ne, nigga, too paid
[Outro:]
Stay alive, homeboy, that's all I want you to do
You make me go (go to sleep, go to sleep)
Oh, oh, you make go (go to sleep, go-go-go to sleep)
You make me go (go to sleep) rockabye, baby
Somebody Else lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Krizz Kaliko)
[Intro:]
[Tech:] Wow that was like "DWAM" baby, you know?
[Woman:] Mmmm, not for me
[Tech:] Damn, like that?
[Woman:] I don't know what that was, but uhhh...
[Tech:] You make me wish I was fucking somebody else
So I could do you right you know I mean?
[Woman:] What!?
[Hook: Tech N9ne & Krizz Kaliko]
You make me wish I was fucking somebody else
So I can do you right (Do you, Do you right)
I'm working through the night (I'm working through the night)
'Til the morning light
Than you want me to go inside
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
I be gone, I never got time
To be throwin' every woman that N9ne
But that's all that be on my mind
I be spending all my time
Pursuing that rhyme
I be always on my grind
But when my lady wanna get it from behind
Gotta be breaking that backwards and be shaking the sack
It'll be quick in the crack getting it laid from no slacking
Like Hell yeah! C'mon!
She's scared like I got a gun on
Looking at me like a nigga done wrong
Gonna moan and I hope that it ain't anyone home
I'm 'bout to knock it out the box bitch
Gonna make it blow a shock aaaaand
Rock it, bop it, bout to pop it
I'm a never ever stop it, akeekeekee!
Cause I ain't had none in weeks
I'm geeked
Scorpio a freak-a-leak
I go deep than peek
Do it in the back of my Mercedes, oooooh
You make me spray baby goo
Premature, aww damn girl look what you made me do!
[Hook x2]
[Verse 2: Krizz Kaliko]
If I had a side piece
I could dump her something
Somebody else is wrong to jump in
Always think I'm up to something
Girl I'm only tryna function
You can't hear nothing when I'm talkin'
And you sayin' something
Put it in lame and same
That your brain just to explain
I can't stain when your gums is bumpin'
You keep on thinkin' I'm creepin'
Whenever I'm leavin' we beefin'
And I ain't done nothing wrong
My phone used to blow up on the reggie
Calmed it down a few you do the fool
Still actin' edgy
But I got something to calm you
When you be up at night
How's 'bout you play the plumbing?
And I come lay the pipe (Okay!)
Always talkin' 'bout something wrong
But I fix it real quick, didn't I?
Always singing that same old song
That there's another chick that I'm with
Get rid of her
Puttin' it down like I'm 'posed to do it
My phone ain't 'posed to view it
Something to say and I bet you spew it
It's like this everyday when we go through it
Than it's back to lovin' like we used to
We cool for a minute
Kali baby see right through ya
It's a fiendish plot
To make ya scream and stop
Whether I cheat or not
I wish I was loving somebody else
So you can either leave or not (Okay!)
[Hook x2]
[Bridge: Krizz Kaliko]
Hey, you really make me wanna do
The things that I ain't 'posed to do
Wish I was lovin' on somebody else
Don't want nobody else, baby but you
You really make me wanna do
The things that I win't 'posed to do
Make me wish I was lovin' on somebody else
Don't want nobody else, baby but you
You really make me wanna do
The things that I ain't 'posed to do
And I wish I was lovin' on somebody else
Don't want nobody else, baby but you
[Tech:] Wow that was like "DWAM" baby, you know?
[Woman:] Mmmm, not for me
[Tech:] Damn, like that?
[Woman:] I don't know what that was, but uhhh...
[Tech:] You make me wish I was fucking somebody else
So I could do you right you know I mean?
[Woman:] What!?
[Hook: Tech N9ne & Krizz Kaliko]
You make me wish I was fucking somebody else
So I can do you right (Do you, Do you right)
I'm working through the night (I'm working through the night)
'Til the morning light
Than you want me to go inside
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
I be gone, I never got time
To be throwin' every woman that N9ne
But that's all that be on my mind
I be spending all my time
Pursuing that rhyme
I be always on my grind
But when my lady wanna get it from behind
Gotta be breaking that backwards and be shaking the sack
It'll be quick in the crack getting it laid from no slacking
Like Hell yeah! C'mon!
She's scared like I got a gun on
Looking at me like a nigga done wrong
Gonna moan and I hope that it ain't anyone home
I'm 'bout to knock it out the box bitch
Gonna make it blow a shock aaaaand
Rock it, bop it, bout to pop it
I'm a never ever stop it, akeekeekee!
Cause I ain't had none in weeks
I'm geeked
Scorpio a freak-a-leak
I go deep than peek
Do it in the back of my Mercedes, oooooh
You make me spray baby goo
Premature, aww damn girl look what you made me do!
[Hook x2]
[Verse 2: Krizz Kaliko]
If I had a side piece
I could dump her something
Somebody else is wrong to jump in
Always think I'm up to something
Girl I'm only tryna function
You can't hear nothing when I'm talkin'
And you sayin' something
Put it in lame and same
That your brain just to explain
I can't stain when your gums is bumpin'
You keep on thinkin' I'm creepin'
Whenever I'm leavin' we beefin'
And I ain't done nothing wrong
My phone used to blow up on the reggie
Calmed it down a few you do the fool
Still actin' edgy
But I got something to calm you
When you be up at night
How's 'bout you play the plumbing?
And I come lay the pipe (Okay!)
Always talkin' 'bout something wrong
But I fix it real quick, didn't I?
Always singing that same old song
That there's another chick that I'm with
Get rid of her
Puttin' it down like I'm 'posed to do it
My phone ain't 'posed to view it
Something to say and I bet you spew it
It's like this everyday when we go through it
Than it's back to lovin' like we used to
We cool for a minute
Kali baby see right through ya
It's a fiendish plot
To make ya scream and stop
Whether I cheat or not
I wish I was loving somebody else
So you can either leave or not (Okay!)
[Hook x2]
[Bridge: Krizz Kaliko]
Hey, you really make me wanna do
The things that I ain't 'posed to do
Wish I was lovin' on somebody else
Don't want nobody else, baby but you
You really make me wanna do
The things that I win't 'posed to do
Make me wish I was lovin' on somebody else
Don't want nobody else, baby but you
You really make me wanna do
The things that I ain't 'posed to do
And I wish I was lovin' on somebody else
Don't want nobody else, baby but you
Feels Like Heaven lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Krizz Kaliko & Oobergeek)
[Intro: Tech N9ne]
Thinking back to all the bad I did (bad I did)
How I was young and evil as a kid (as a kid)
Ok, I'm better now, I ask the reverend (ask the reverend)
Cause of my hell,
Will I go because the life I'm livin' feel like heaven (feel like heaven)
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
Grown better man still I'm in my gang attire
Does not mean I'm going to be cast into a ring of fire
Does it? If so those words you speak I can't admire
The evil's in my past but today the saint is ire
Get and give a lot of love, guess my 'ologists follows us
I was thug, taught us, now we caught up in goddish hugs
Everywhere we go, there he go, went from very low
To unnecessary owes when he carries flows over the stereo
I'm, on my 7 all because of rhyme
But because I played the 6 once upon a time
The reverend says my worldly ways I need to deaden
But I can't tell because this life I'm living feel like heaven
[Bridge 1: Krizz Kaliko]
Is it heaven, or is my head up in the clouds
Is there hell for me, because I feel like we made it out
I put my halo on but then, it done came off again
You don't need eyes to see, that this could be our only heaven
[Hook: Nikkiya]
So, if you see my feet up off the ground
Oh, don't you let me tear this heaven down
Oh, if you see my halo falling down
Oh, don't you let me tear this heaven down
[Verse 2: Oobergeek]
It's funny, and when I think I'm up there...
They say I fais le cul to much
But they just déjà vu to much
Caught up in the antics
Yeah I'm tied to you because I was thinking semantics
So is it dependent on what your heaven is?
Or how big your 6 and 7 is?
Everything preaches to you, you decipher who the reverend is
This verse is speaking to the ones seeking peace in any form
Far from norm' imaginations, the brain rains when it storms
You say names then it forms, manifest things that were foreign
To you once upon a time no coincidence is gonna rhyme
Make sense in a normal line
Of words you learned them at the time and they remain timeless
Feeding of the dreams that you promised
Before niggas knew you were prominent and dominant
And all those powerful words that back then, to be honest,
Were just nouns and verbs; the looks on the astonished
Are normal by now I seen them same faces when I was in Spiderman pajamas
[Hook]
[Bridge 2: Krizz Kaliko]
Heaven or Hell?
I never thought that this could be so real
I never thought that I would ever build
My own heaven
[Hook]
[Outro: Tech N9ne]
I remember back in the day I had this song called "My Own Hell."
It was depressing.
But since then, I've created my own heaven, baby!
And it's beautiful!
Incredibly, no one deaded me, when it was lead at these red Dickies,
Nobody ever headed me, let it be, said I'm breaded, B
Real light, within darkness I still fight it,
But if heaven is love, then this sure in the hell feel like it!
Thinking back to all the bad I did (bad I did)
How I was young and evil as a kid (as a kid)
Ok, I'm better now, I ask the reverend (ask the reverend)
Cause of my hell,
Will I go because the life I'm livin' feel like heaven (feel like heaven)
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
Grown better man still I'm in my gang attire
Does not mean I'm going to be cast into a ring of fire
Does it? If so those words you speak I can't admire
The evil's in my past but today the saint is ire
Get and give a lot of love, guess my 'ologists follows us
I was thug, taught us, now we caught up in goddish hugs
Everywhere we go, there he go, went from very low
To unnecessary owes when he carries flows over the stereo
I'm, on my 7 all because of rhyme
But because I played the 6 once upon a time
The reverend says my worldly ways I need to deaden
But I can't tell because this life I'm living feel like heaven
[Bridge 1: Krizz Kaliko]
Is it heaven, or is my head up in the clouds
Is there hell for me, because I feel like we made it out
I put my halo on but then, it done came off again
You don't need eyes to see, that this could be our only heaven
[Hook: Nikkiya]
So, if you see my feet up off the ground
Oh, don't you let me tear this heaven down
Oh, if you see my halo falling down
Oh, don't you let me tear this heaven down
[Verse 2: Oobergeek]
It's funny, and when I think I'm up there...
They say I fais le cul to much
But they just déjà vu to much
Caught up in the antics
Yeah I'm tied to you because I was thinking semantics
So is it dependent on what your heaven is?
Or how big your 6 and 7 is?
Everything preaches to you, you decipher who the reverend is
This verse is speaking to the ones seeking peace in any form
Far from norm' imaginations, the brain rains when it storms
You say names then it forms, manifest things that were foreign
To you once upon a time no coincidence is gonna rhyme
Make sense in a normal line
Of words you learned them at the time and they remain timeless
Feeding of the dreams that you promised
Before niggas knew you were prominent and dominant
And all those powerful words that back then, to be honest,
Were just nouns and verbs; the looks on the astonished
Are normal by now I seen them same faces when I was in Spiderman pajamas
[Hook]
[Bridge 2: Krizz Kaliko]
Heaven or Hell?
I never thought that this could be so real
I never thought that I would ever build
My own heaven
[Hook]
[Outro: Tech N9ne]
I remember back in the day I had this song called "My Own Hell."
It was depressing.
But since then, I've created my own heaven, baby!
And it's beautiful!
Incredibly, no one deaded me, when it was lead at these red Dickies,
Nobody ever headed me, let it be, said I'm breaded, B
Real light, within darkness I still fight it,
But if heaven is love, then this sure in the hell feel like it!
URALYA lyrics - Tech N9ne
[Intro]
Shut the fuck up!
Before you get bust the fuck up!
And you wonder why we all deny ya!
Cause you’re a motherfuckin’ liar!
(You suffer from)
[Hook: x2]
I don’t give a damn about what come out your mouth, fuck no
You ain’t comin’ real with us, don’t chill with us, just go
The biggest I’ve ever seen, I mean everything I say
But you got U-R-A-L-Y-A!
[Verse 1]
Kill the shit, thinking like you got a feel for this
You’re not built for this
You’re comin’ really foul and it smell like dead gefilte fish
Liar liar, you created
Why ya why ya get true negated
Just mutilated, through the latest
Silly sucka what you fuck up because you the sadist
Don’t do ya job like ya oughtta
I’m gonna beat ya like a pinata
Better yet I’m givin the devil a stigmata
Hit you with the hell of a Afrika Bambaataa (BOOM!)
Lay em on the ground
That’s what you get for playin on a clown
Sayin that my sound, they don’t wanna hear it, missed em
But I gave you money, to get the shit done!
I don’t wanna hear it from ya, spirit’s under
Attack attack, you’re the nearest one
To get fed up from raps racks and steal his numbers
Cause they DJ’s that truely hit
But they already gave in to a newbee bitch
And that’s booey ish, booey ish!
8-1 say, “That’s booty ish!” (Yeahhh)
[Hook: x2]
I don’t give a damn about what come out your mouth, fuck no
You ain’t comin’ real with us, don’t chill with us, just go
The biggest I’ve ever seen, I mean everything I say
But you got U-R-A-L-Y-A!
[Verse 2]
You just told me that the DJs didn’t feel us
Instead of telling me I should have paid more skrilla
For the amount that we gave in to the loss, I should have killed ya
But I was busy rocking 20,000 in Roskilde (Roskilde)
Aw shit, off of me you made profit
Brand new Benz, you done copped it, bought your bitch a new locket
Came in talking that boss shit, now my bizz, you done lost it
But look how much it all costed, the music industry’s a hog bitch
Man, I really wanna kill them and in this business it’s hard to get your dough
When you kill a motherfucker the consequences they are predictable
Would you starve and quit to flow? And it be hard to get the dough
But you’re barking chicks to blow, [?] far more shit to show!
[Hook: x2]
I don’t give a damn about what come out your mouth, fuck no
You ain’t comin’ real with us, don’t chill with us, just go
The biggest I’ve ever seen, I mean everything I say
But you got U-R-A-L-Y-A!
[Bridge 1: x2]
You take our cake and we trust that you made
Hefty investments to get our shit played
Not being straight but straight slick is your trade
Watch who you jerk cause when jerked you get sprayed
[Bridge 2]
Yeah..
Welcome to my Boiling Point, motherfuckers!
We put our trust in these motherfuckers and they suffer Uralaya disease
Fuck you motherfuckers!
[Hook: x2]
I don’t give a damn about what come out your mouth, fuck no
You ain’t comin’ real with us, don’t chill with us, just go
The biggest I’ve ever seen, I mean everything I say
But you got U-R-A-L-Y-A!
[Outro]
[Talking backwards]
Hey, you, hope you, have a, happy, fuckin, samhain, festival, bitch, yes, N9ne!”
Shut the fuck up!
Before you get bust the fuck up!
And you wonder why we all deny ya!
Cause you’re a motherfuckin’ liar!
(You suffer from)
[Hook: x2]
I don’t give a damn about what come out your mouth, fuck no
You ain’t comin’ real with us, don’t chill with us, just go
The biggest I’ve ever seen, I mean everything I say
But you got U-R-A-L-Y-A!
[Verse 1]
Kill the shit, thinking like you got a feel for this
You’re not built for this
You’re comin’ really foul and it smell like dead gefilte fish
Liar liar, you created
Why ya why ya get true negated
Just mutilated, through the latest
Silly sucka what you fuck up because you the sadist
Don’t do ya job like ya oughtta
I’m gonna beat ya like a pinata
Better yet I’m givin the devil a stigmata
Hit you with the hell of a Afrika Bambaataa (BOOM!)
Lay em on the ground
That’s what you get for playin on a clown
Sayin that my sound, they don’t wanna hear it, missed em
But I gave you money, to get the shit done!
I don’t wanna hear it from ya, spirit’s under
Attack attack, you’re the nearest one
To get fed up from raps racks and steal his numbers
Cause they DJ’s that truely hit
But they already gave in to a newbee bitch
And that’s booey ish, booey ish!
8-1 say, “That’s booty ish!” (Yeahhh)
[Hook: x2]
I don’t give a damn about what come out your mouth, fuck no
You ain’t comin’ real with us, don’t chill with us, just go
The biggest I’ve ever seen, I mean everything I say
But you got U-R-A-L-Y-A!
[Verse 2]
You just told me that the DJs didn’t feel us
Instead of telling me I should have paid more skrilla
For the amount that we gave in to the loss, I should have killed ya
But I was busy rocking 20,000 in Roskilde (Roskilde)
Aw shit, off of me you made profit
Brand new Benz, you done copped it, bought your bitch a new locket
Came in talking that boss shit, now my bizz, you done lost it
But look how much it all costed, the music industry’s a hog bitch
Man, I really wanna kill them and in this business it’s hard to get your dough
When you kill a motherfucker the consequences they are predictable
Would you starve and quit to flow? And it be hard to get the dough
But you’re barking chicks to blow, [?] far more shit to show!
[Hook: x2]
I don’t give a damn about what come out your mouth, fuck no
You ain’t comin’ real with us, don’t chill with us, just go
The biggest I’ve ever seen, I mean everything I say
But you got U-R-A-L-Y-A!
[Bridge 1: x2]
You take our cake and we trust that you made
Hefty investments to get our shit played
Not being straight but straight slick is your trade
Watch who you jerk cause when jerked you get sprayed
[Bridge 2]
Yeah..
Welcome to my Boiling Point, motherfuckers!
We put our trust in these motherfuckers and they suffer Uralaya disease
Fuck you motherfuckers!
[Hook: x2]
I don’t give a damn about what come out your mouth, fuck no
You ain’t comin’ real with us, don’t chill with us, just go
The biggest I’ve ever seen, I mean everything I say
But you got U-R-A-L-Y-A!
[Outro]
[Talking backwards]
Hey, you, hope you, have a, happy, fuckin, samhain, festival, bitch, yes, N9ne!”
Fire In The AC lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Krizz Kaliko & Smackola)
[Intro: Tech N9ne]
Shh psycho over there
Here he comes, here he comes
Hey James
(Yeah)
You're killin' us with that wild red hair, bro
(I like to kill people, people like you)
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
I'm a college student sitting next to James Holmes
His mental light ain't on n the love him like ain't showin'
So I gotta invite him to study at my strange home
Cause he needs to be flame thrown and repeatedly banged on
'Till his brain gone, you think you Bane? I put my fangs on
Then it's game's on, for the pain, gonna break his dang bones
Cause James wrong; get him a hook, to hang on
And drain Holmes veins; get em to switch his insane tone
You have entered the dungeon of real killas
Demons that will fill us with drillas and steel millas
He'll pay me with his life, cause this animal's real crazy
Cause this motherfucker don't even care if he kill babies
I wish this would've happen like it happened in my mind
Instead of what occurred in theater number nine
My condolences the families that mourn
All humanity was torn for what he damaged see some horns muthafucker
Burn in hell for eternity for what you did
The depths of hell gonna swallow your ass
[Hook]
Gone, baby, gone, never made the dawn
Never had a fucking chance to turn crazy on
My fire in AC is he stopped ya, shock ta
Aurora Colorado, I got ya
[Verse 2: Smackola of Dirty Wormz]
Raa! Dirty Wormz
This is Amityville horror Aurora
I make him feel the flame
For the respect of the families I mention no names
And I can feel your pain; you see the devil's face?
Look at him smiling on trial, this is a closed case
Mister Yates, let him in, close the gate
This is the date for his fate, there will be no escape
Duct tape, zip 'em up, strap 'em down
He's graduatin' here give 'em his cap 'n gown
Turn off your cell phones, no talking in the preview
It's the last midnight show and you know just how it end, too
It ain't no part two, this ain't no cartoon
Watch 'em start screamin' for god when I put this fire to 'em
This is the murder show, order the blood bath
A psychopath that murders psychopaths' actin bad
And walk away like I'm Dexter man with my bandana to the back
In all black like I'm Batman
Dirty Worm
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Krizz Kaliko]
Hahahaha, here's Kali
What you want me to be a killa?
Wish I can fill him with some incredible heat
And no catchin’ me slip, I stay on my feet
Call up Brotha Lynch and tell him go eat
James, your brain will be dangling from strings if the
Strangers could change it at yourself you would aim
I wish a nigga would, run up the movies while I’m in there with my kids and my boo
I would be popping them back at you, ‘cause oddly they life is through
And I’m godly but might get stupid
Psychotic ain’t no excuse, ‘cause I’m there too and I can prove It (okay)
We hold him for pressures and it ain’t effortless
For Holmes to count his blessings
‘cause he got it in with the rest of us
And I’d love to take his chest off the rest of ‘em
Arrestin ‘em, ain’t good enough, let’s make him a vegetable
On second thought, I'mma pray for him (Nah)
Hope the angel of death opens the gate for him (yeah)
Better tell ‘em if ya bust in Aurora
All the nation’s reppin’ snake and the bat will be aiming or ya. (Kali)
In the immortal words of Tech N9ne baby
The sands of time have already begun to pour against you
[Hook]
Krizz Kaliko]
I got ya
Colorado I got you
Tech N9ne got you
Smackola got you
Strange Music that’s our biggest market
We love you our condolences to the families that lost their loved ones to this punk
Shh psycho over there
Here he comes, here he comes
Hey James
(Yeah)
You're killin' us with that wild red hair, bro
(I like to kill people, people like you)
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
I'm a college student sitting next to James Holmes
His mental light ain't on n the love him like ain't showin'
So I gotta invite him to study at my strange home
Cause he needs to be flame thrown and repeatedly banged on
'Till his brain gone, you think you Bane? I put my fangs on
Then it's game's on, for the pain, gonna break his dang bones
Cause James wrong; get him a hook, to hang on
And drain Holmes veins; get em to switch his insane tone
You have entered the dungeon of real killas
Demons that will fill us with drillas and steel millas
He'll pay me with his life, cause this animal's real crazy
Cause this motherfucker don't even care if he kill babies
I wish this would've happen like it happened in my mind
Instead of what occurred in theater number nine
My condolences the families that mourn
All humanity was torn for what he damaged see some horns muthafucker
Burn in hell for eternity for what you did
The depths of hell gonna swallow your ass
[Hook]
Gone, baby, gone, never made the dawn
Never had a fucking chance to turn crazy on
My fire in AC is he stopped ya, shock ta
Aurora Colorado, I got ya
[Verse 2: Smackola of Dirty Wormz]
Raa! Dirty Wormz
This is Amityville horror Aurora
I make him feel the flame
For the respect of the families I mention no names
And I can feel your pain; you see the devil's face?
Look at him smiling on trial, this is a closed case
Mister Yates, let him in, close the gate
This is the date for his fate, there will be no escape
Duct tape, zip 'em up, strap 'em down
He's graduatin' here give 'em his cap 'n gown
Turn off your cell phones, no talking in the preview
It's the last midnight show and you know just how it end, too
It ain't no part two, this ain't no cartoon
Watch 'em start screamin' for god when I put this fire to 'em
This is the murder show, order the blood bath
A psychopath that murders psychopaths' actin bad
And walk away like I'm Dexter man with my bandana to the back
In all black like I'm Batman
Dirty Worm
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Krizz Kaliko]
Hahahaha, here's Kali
What you want me to be a killa?
Wish I can fill him with some incredible heat
And no catchin’ me slip, I stay on my feet
Call up Brotha Lynch and tell him go eat
James, your brain will be dangling from strings if the
Strangers could change it at yourself you would aim
I wish a nigga would, run up the movies while I’m in there with my kids and my boo
I would be popping them back at you, ‘cause oddly they life is through
And I’m godly but might get stupid
Psychotic ain’t no excuse, ‘cause I’m there too and I can prove It (okay)
We hold him for pressures and it ain’t effortless
For Holmes to count his blessings
‘cause he got it in with the rest of us
And I’d love to take his chest off the rest of ‘em
Arrestin ‘em, ain’t good enough, let’s make him a vegetable
On second thought, I'mma pray for him (Nah)
Hope the angel of death opens the gate for him (yeah)
Better tell ‘em if ya bust in Aurora
All the nation’s reppin’ snake and the bat will be aiming or ya. (Kali)
In the immortal words of Tech N9ne baby
The sands of time have already begun to pour against you
[Hook]
Krizz Kaliko]
I got ya
Colorado I got you
Tech N9ne got you
Smackola got you
Strange Music that’s our biggest market
We love you our condolences to the families that lost their loved ones to this punk
Should I Killer lyrics - Tech N9ne
[Hook x2]
I can't hold her, I can't control her
Could I? (Killer!) Should I? (Killer!)
If I can't grope her, I might as well choke her
Could I? (Killer!) Should I? (Killer!)
[Verse 1]
The condom busted, upon this fluff chick
Really bomb and lust when the 'ginas thrusted and I'm disgusted
Can't come in the club bitch, dumb nigga trusted that I won't hit a gust quick
Son should've clutched it
What he spit, what he gunned this let it in her rump and erupted
She saying she ain't on no pill, she stay thinking on your scrill
She know you're sold your mill and you Tecca Ninna with the solo deal
So what you think she's thinking?
If you fertilize the pink one sinking your linking
Nothing but the jinx now I gotta write her off like an ink pen
If she fattens, she said that it won't happen
Steady laughing at him, mashing splashing ass should've had it fastened
Night is over, now, she ain't showed around town about a month
And I gotta call saying she gotta tote around
Something extra from when I sexed her
My nigga, that' the moment I had a heap a whole plethora
Of homicide thoughts. Can I kill her? Why not?
Cause if wifey find this out she's gonna take everything I've got
[Hook x2]
[Verse 2]
Killer shit I played it out
Abortion, yes, I paid it out
But every time that I call to see if it's done it's like she waited out like
I got to be further on to get that
Somebody's calling my phone, so hit back
I guess I've been having a dome
To click clack bone to pick at, I think it's wrong to sit back
And let yourself protrude from something else, no food
But you're gonna tell your dude that you're having my baby
What the hell, that's rude
But you took my money and all my comings from me
But you reassure me saying she's gonna be taken by her mommy
When her mama took her, she said it kind of shook her
When her mother cried, praying to God and wanted the baby to push her
To be a better person, read adversin, yeah, they burst in tears
Dead is certain I ain't shed a curse in years
And as sick as here, make a nigga wanna drip a tear
Man this is fear, cause I already got kids and the Mrs near
So I'm vicious, still, twisted admist this wicked fear
Think I'm gonna click this weird chick really quick and the bitch disappear
[Hook x2]
[Outro]
If I kill this woman I gotta apply my stealth
Cause if my family finds out, wave bye-bye my wealth
And if her family finds out, they're gonna make this guy cry help
I guess it will be way, way easier if I would just die myself
I can't hold her, I can't control her
Could I? (Killer!) Should I? (Killer!)
If I can't grope her, I might as well choke her
Could I? (Killer!) Should I? (Killer!)
[Verse 1]
The condom busted, upon this fluff chick
Really bomb and lust when the 'ginas thrusted and I'm disgusted
Can't come in the club bitch, dumb nigga trusted that I won't hit a gust quick
Son should've clutched it
What he spit, what he gunned this let it in her rump and erupted
She saying she ain't on no pill, she stay thinking on your scrill
She know you're sold your mill and you Tecca Ninna with the solo deal
So what you think she's thinking?
If you fertilize the pink one sinking your linking
Nothing but the jinx now I gotta write her off like an ink pen
If she fattens, she said that it won't happen
Steady laughing at him, mashing splashing ass should've had it fastened
Night is over, now, she ain't showed around town about a month
And I gotta call saying she gotta tote around
Something extra from when I sexed her
My nigga, that' the moment I had a heap a whole plethora
Of homicide thoughts. Can I kill her? Why not?
Cause if wifey find this out she's gonna take everything I've got
[Hook x2]
[Verse 2]
Killer shit I played it out
Abortion, yes, I paid it out
But every time that I call to see if it's done it's like she waited out like
I got to be further on to get that
Somebody's calling my phone, so hit back
I guess I've been having a dome
To click clack bone to pick at, I think it's wrong to sit back
And let yourself protrude from something else, no food
But you're gonna tell your dude that you're having my baby
What the hell, that's rude
But you took my money and all my comings from me
But you reassure me saying she's gonna be taken by her mommy
When her mama took her, she said it kind of shook her
When her mother cried, praying to God and wanted the baby to push her
To be a better person, read adversin, yeah, they burst in tears
Dead is certain I ain't shed a curse in years
And as sick as here, make a nigga wanna drip a tear
Man this is fear, cause I already got kids and the Mrs near
So I'm vicious, still, twisted admist this wicked fear
Think I'm gonna click this weird chick really quick and the bitch disappear
[Hook x2]
[Outro]
If I kill this woman I gotta apply my stealth
Cause if my family finds out, wave bye-bye my wealth
And if her family finds out, they're gonna make this guy cry help
I guess it will be way, way easier if I would just die myself
Hunger lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Brotha Lynch Hung & Bishop)
[Intro]
[Muffled]
I might just explode, my mind in sick mode
And I can’t control my...
[Reversed + Muffled]
In my wicked soul all kinds of shit grows
And I just expose my...
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
What you wanna do? What you looking for?
Wanna start some shit? Well, here we go
We can do it...On the double
‘Cause I’ve been itching for some trouble
It will gonna be down, ‘Cause I got a lot of pain
You don’t want me to clown...‘Cause I’m feeling insane
And I ain’t gonna stop...I ain’t got no brain
I'mma hit you hard...I don’t feel ashamed
I don’t care about shit...But I gotta get dough
And I might just click...Put your ass on the floor
‘Cause you a bitch...You a fraud
I don’t like you...You a broad
I don’t got success...I ain’t got no luck
But I got my stress, so I need your blood
I can taste it on my tongue
My life is wasted, my anger’s from my
[Pre-Hook]
Hunger...
[Hook x2]
I might just explode, my mind in sick mode
And I can’t control my hunger
In my wicked soul all kinds of shit grows
And I just expose my hunger...
[Verse 2: Bishop]
They don’t understand me, probably why they fear me
Mama said to slow down, the drugs is gonna kill me
In the world all alone...Can somebody hear me?
Please don’t knock me out of my zone
I ease my mind when I like to steal it
In the mind of a psycho, middle of the night with a rifle
Put my right hand on the Bible, I will slice you up like Michael
Mic shall pass with the knife yo, I go get, this is so crazy
Homicide the Earth 'til the murder on the rifles
Finna act out when I black out, Jay-Z
Gotta feed my hunger...Mr. Ouiji
Awake me from my slumber, the gates open up and release me
Drawn like a cartoon, niggas get to running
When I’m on tectonics tell the hunter to the hunting
Sharper than the harpoon, running in the short full
Sitting in the dark room, chewing on a stomach
Kill ‘em all, kill ‘em all, quick, jigsaw bitch in Saw type 6
Digit all up, zip it all up, rip it all up
And stuff pieces then I feed it to my pigs
This nigger’s really sick, ain’t really with the shit
She know that I’m a demon, sucking semen on my dick
Smoking on the sticky, got me drifting off a bit
Burn like ether cause my niggas keep it lit
[Pre-Hook]
Hunger...
[Hook x2]
I might just explode, my mind in sick mode
And I can’t control my hunger
In my wicked soul all kinds of shit grows
And I just expose my hunger...
[Verse 3: Brotha Lynch Hung]
If he don’t like you...Then I don’t like you
Might get a bit ripped gut...See, I'm not like you
Shit, I might Tech N9ne you... That’s how they find me
In the bathroom all chocked up, I'mma get mean when it’s time to
And I got this problem...Meet me, just call it
All you gotta do is say it...And I’m right behind you
And I like that raw shit, bloody up that whore shit
See, I got that, I don’t give a fuck about shit and alcoholism
I spit that cocaine, mind me on cocaine
Making my cigarette in cocaine, shit, this is no game
My trust is fucked up...So I might get fucked up
Ain't got nobody that got my back, so I just suck it up
I was raised, you fucking joke, you might get tucked up
Bring the body over here, that meat is uncut
I can taste it...On my tongue
My life is wasted...My anger’s from...
Fucking with my
[Pre-Hook]
Hunger...
[Hook x2]
I might just explode, my mind in sick mode
And I can’t control my hunger
In my wicked soul all kinds of shit grows
And I just expose my hunger...
[Muffled]
I might just explode, my mind in sick mode
And I can’t control my...
[Reversed + Muffled]
In my wicked soul all kinds of shit grows
And I just expose my...
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
What you wanna do? What you looking for?
Wanna start some shit? Well, here we go
We can do it...On the double
‘Cause I’ve been itching for some trouble
It will gonna be down, ‘Cause I got a lot of pain
You don’t want me to clown...‘Cause I’m feeling insane
And I ain’t gonna stop...I ain’t got no brain
I'mma hit you hard...I don’t feel ashamed
I don’t care about shit...But I gotta get dough
And I might just click...Put your ass on the floor
‘Cause you a bitch...You a fraud
I don’t like you...You a broad
I don’t got success...I ain’t got no luck
But I got my stress, so I need your blood
I can taste it on my tongue
My life is wasted, my anger’s from my
[Pre-Hook]
Hunger...
[Hook x2]
I might just explode, my mind in sick mode
And I can’t control my hunger
In my wicked soul all kinds of shit grows
And I just expose my hunger...
[Verse 2: Bishop]
They don’t understand me, probably why they fear me
Mama said to slow down, the drugs is gonna kill me
In the world all alone...Can somebody hear me?
Please don’t knock me out of my zone
I ease my mind when I like to steal it
In the mind of a psycho, middle of the night with a rifle
Put my right hand on the Bible, I will slice you up like Michael
Mic shall pass with the knife yo, I go get, this is so crazy
Homicide the Earth 'til the murder on the rifles
Finna act out when I black out, Jay-Z
Gotta feed my hunger...Mr. Ouiji
Awake me from my slumber, the gates open up and release me
Drawn like a cartoon, niggas get to running
When I’m on tectonics tell the hunter to the hunting
Sharper than the harpoon, running in the short full
Sitting in the dark room, chewing on a stomach
Kill ‘em all, kill ‘em all, quick, jigsaw bitch in Saw type 6
Digit all up, zip it all up, rip it all up
And stuff pieces then I feed it to my pigs
This nigger’s really sick, ain’t really with the shit
She know that I’m a demon, sucking semen on my dick
Smoking on the sticky, got me drifting off a bit
Burn like ether cause my niggas keep it lit
[Pre-Hook]
Hunger...
[Hook x2]
I might just explode, my mind in sick mode
And I can’t control my hunger
In my wicked soul all kinds of shit grows
And I just expose my hunger...
[Verse 3: Brotha Lynch Hung]
If he don’t like you...Then I don’t like you
Might get a bit ripped gut...See, I'm not like you
Shit, I might Tech N9ne you... That’s how they find me
In the bathroom all chocked up, I'mma get mean when it’s time to
And I got this problem...Meet me, just call it
All you gotta do is say it...And I’m right behind you
And I like that raw shit, bloody up that whore shit
See, I got that, I don’t give a fuck about shit and alcoholism
I spit that cocaine, mind me on cocaine
Making my cigarette in cocaine, shit, this is no game
My trust is fucked up...So I might get fucked up
Ain't got nobody that got my back, so I just suck it up
I was raised, you fucking joke, you might get tucked up
Bring the body over here, that meat is uncut
I can taste it...On my tongue
My life is wasted...My anger’s from...
Fucking with my
[Pre-Hook]
Hunger...
[Hook x2]
I might just explode, my mind in sick mode
And I can’t control my hunger
In my wicked soul all kinds of shit grows
And I just expose my hunger...
Paint On Your Pillowcase lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Aqualeo)
[Intro]
[Groupie] Um, I normally don't do anything like this (mhm)
But, um when I saw you in the club
I just thought... I had to try something different! (mm hmm)
I normally don't take anyone home on the first night, (mhmm)
But you look so, good to me...
[Tech N9ne]
Shut Up, take off your clothes
[Tech N9ne: Verse 1]
Lay down on the mother fucking bed, like I said
I'm a different kind of nigga, like to spread bloody red
From banging the thing I'm a tame when you shed naughty legs
I'm geeking
Cause you peaking with my head
Leave you dead and leaking
I'm a killer, but instead of a machete
I got my dick, I'm a drill her
Then I'm a hit her with the steady
A proper check up speedy
Like Andretti hit the crevi
A lot to pick up, Betty gotta be ready for the yetti
To eat, my kind of meat, find mine to feat
But climb N9ne the beast, Its my time to feast
Einstein N9ne slime the sheets
I'm tryna design [?]
She whine the least
Rewind the beat cause T9 he grind the freaks
Putting your mother fucking feline to sleep
Cannibalistic with her I'm hoping she don't mind the teeth
You invited me in
Gimme the Henny, lemon and sprite and the night'll begin
You ignited me when you stated you sighted me when
I was painted up so you came on up and kited my sin
Til the morning light, it was on tonight
You met a DK-N to fucking bone you right
Clones'll roam you might, be surprised with the vibe
But I'm leaving paint on your pillow meaning I was inside
[Chorus]
I ain't finna steal your fate
My aim is to kill your hate
We gone drank till you can't feel your face
Then I'm leaving paint on your pillowcase
[Verse 2: Aqualeo]
I’m smoking a lot, I failed a nigger when I told her where she was by my motherfucker face pine
‘cause bitch, it don’t matter what you think
When it drain, it will be your time and you’ll say ice hank
A little bit and a little more, is a little more liquor to get the whore
Fuck you because I do it with the leather floor
Later you will feel real stupid like a play prank
‘cause I know about the hold that was in her
Know she a sinner, oh, no beginner
Hold her ass low and go for the dinner
Tell that ho no, ‘cause my heart cold like winter
Yes, so, ‘cause she’s a freak, it ain’t me
Walking on the streets just getting me
One in four creeps just get me, so I told her corner for, eating my dick is a privilege
Take her down, take her, take her, take her down
But if I take her down, then a nigger will never get the crown
But if I get your picture will I own her lick her down
Then a lick her down will never be a nigger down
And her beating the sack is right, so the next time she’ll be in the time and place
Some that she can’t escape, but I can, even with a trace
[Chorus]
I ain’t finished with your thing
I ain’t here to kill your head
We can drain until we kill your vein
And leave the paint on your pillowcase
Paint on your pillowcase, paint on your pillowcase
We can drain ‘till you can’t feel your vein
And leave the paint on your pillowcase
[Verse 3: Aqualeo]
The sin that brought us all here
The one we love the most, but yet is the one we all fear
So time’s sadistic, it gets mystic and the trends are twisted
Bodies in exquisite positions, that’s so illicit
Illegal to the exhibits, solicit, yet we exist
In a thrill and all sorts of feeling we get, that’s so implicit
Why people risking their life, depinction husband and wife
To get closer to the true wise that brings us eternal life
The paint left on your pillow is the same from off the face
The one you see in your dreams when you’re taking below the waist
The devil was giving horns, but the nature from which was born
Every person that’s ever lived so get praise to the god of porn
[Groupie] Um, I normally don't do anything like this (mhm)
But, um when I saw you in the club
I just thought... I had to try something different! (mm hmm)
I normally don't take anyone home on the first night, (mhmm)
But you look so, good to me...
[Tech N9ne]
Shut Up, take off your clothes
[Tech N9ne: Verse 1]
Lay down on the mother fucking bed, like I said
I'm a different kind of nigga, like to spread bloody red
From banging the thing I'm a tame when you shed naughty legs
I'm geeking
Cause you peaking with my head
Leave you dead and leaking
I'm a killer, but instead of a machete
I got my dick, I'm a drill her
Then I'm a hit her with the steady
A proper check up speedy
Like Andretti hit the crevi
A lot to pick up, Betty gotta be ready for the yetti
To eat, my kind of meat, find mine to feat
But climb N9ne the beast, Its my time to feast
Einstein N9ne slime the sheets
I'm tryna design [?]
She whine the least
Rewind the beat cause T9 he grind the freaks
Putting your mother fucking feline to sleep
Cannibalistic with her I'm hoping she don't mind the teeth
You invited me in
Gimme the Henny, lemon and sprite and the night'll begin
You ignited me when you stated you sighted me when
I was painted up so you came on up and kited my sin
Til the morning light, it was on tonight
You met a DK-N to fucking bone you right
Clones'll roam you might, be surprised with the vibe
But I'm leaving paint on your pillow meaning I was inside
[Chorus]
I ain't finna steal your fate
My aim is to kill your hate
We gone drank till you can't feel your face
Then I'm leaving paint on your pillowcase
[Verse 2: Aqualeo]
I’m smoking a lot, I failed a nigger when I told her where she was by my motherfucker face pine
‘cause bitch, it don’t matter what you think
When it drain, it will be your time and you’ll say ice hank
A little bit and a little more, is a little more liquor to get the whore
Fuck you because I do it with the leather floor
Later you will feel real stupid like a play prank
‘cause I know about the hold that was in her
Know she a sinner, oh, no beginner
Hold her ass low and go for the dinner
Tell that ho no, ‘cause my heart cold like winter
Yes, so, ‘cause she’s a freak, it ain’t me
Walking on the streets just getting me
One in four creeps just get me, so I told her corner for, eating my dick is a privilege
Take her down, take her, take her, take her down
But if I take her down, then a nigger will never get the crown
But if I get your picture will I own her lick her down
Then a lick her down will never be a nigger down
And her beating the sack is right, so the next time she’ll be in the time and place
Some that she can’t escape, but I can, even with a trace
[Chorus]
I ain’t finished with your thing
I ain’t here to kill your head
We can drain until we kill your vein
And leave the paint on your pillowcase
Paint on your pillowcase, paint on your pillowcase
We can drain ‘till you can’t feel your vein
And leave the paint on your pillowcase
[Verse 3: Aqualeo]
The sin that brought us all here
The one we love the most, but yet is the one we all fear
So time’s sadistic, it gets mystic and the trends are twisted
Bodies in exquisite positions, that’s so illicit
Illegal to the exhibits, solicit, yet we exist
In a thrill and all sorts of feeling we get, that’s so implicit
Why people risking their life, depinction husband and wife
To get closer to the true wise that brings us eternal life
The paint left on your pillow is the same from off the face
The one you see in your dreams when you’re taking below the waist
The devil was giving horns, but the nature from which was born
Every person that’s ever lived so get praise to the god of porn
Heavy lyrics - Tech N9ne
[Intro]
Deformity, a bodily malformation, check
Distortion, or disfigurement, check
A Deform, person or thing, check
Gross, ugliness, check
[Verse 1]
I don't wanna take this, I don't wanna carry this, I don't wanna lift this
Everyday, when I wake, wish there was I way that I can rip this
Off of my shoulder off of my back, like a big boulder got me off track
I don't wanna be seen lookin like that
I'm looking at it, it's mean lookin right back
Ugly, bloody, pussin, heavy
Way more sinister than the face of Jason or fucking Freddy
And that shit ways me down, got me going crazy now
Lazy round me place, cause I got shit right side of my face
How did I get it? how did I grow it? how do I cock back and just blow it
Off? Surgery yes you know it cost and I ain't goin out to show it off
I'm just stuck in here, with this fuckin weird stuff in near
Crushin, pussin, bustin till it up and clears
I'm ready, it's wicked, it's gotta be, deadly
It's everything you could imagine, bad, twisted, evil and medly
Down into eternal fire, this is where it lead me
Can hardly hold it up because this thing is so fucking heavy
[Hook]
Ewww, that's gross, yuck, what's that? oh my god, Disgusting, repulsive, what
The fuck?
It's not a tumor, fuck the rumor, I need more to go, stop Staring at this
Muthafucking side show
HEAVY
Everyone you love got needs
HEAVY
I'll shove start to buckle at the kness
HEAVY
My lord said this slow heal carry and if it don't then it might get scary
HEAVY
[Verse 2]
Cha!
Gotta cover it up, gotta go outside to get food
How when the smell is like shit stew?
The way people are staring and lookin it gets cruel
Bad when I'm shoppin, at the walmart
They be laughin, then a brawl starts
Cause they wanna pick on a muthafucker with deformities, bless yall heart
I'm sick of it, when it's on my back I can't even get a women to kiss on this face
I don't even want to live on this, place
Because all people givin is, hate
And your really gonna get it bad if your, disfigured
The more these sick gigglers, pointed my heavy load it gets bigger
They call me hunchback and I wish they wouldn't taunt that
They be lookin at a nigga like I woke up and showin straight up shittin in
They lunch sack
Kids, grown ups, dogs, cats
All be lookin and pointing at this deformity on my back
Taking over me, I'm slowly, turning into it
This repulsive, nasty, heavy, sick, humongous pile of shit
Under my skin, infecting my blood like I have some kind of disease, it's
Big and bulgin out of my jacket and everybody sees it
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
What is it? with this load I carry there's problems in my life
Got big problems with the IRS and problems with my wife
Got a lot of problems with this music career, problems with my mom
And I gotta solve em quick they fallen on me
It's a problem with this shit on, and it's heavy
When everybody depends on you to be the shot caller
And you pushin, tryin to get all of your people over the wall, but the shit
Got taller
But you tough and determined, you rough and you learnin, you cannot do if
You not baller
So you get it and hit it one after another and look, the lump got smaller
Deformity, a bodily malformation, check
Distortion, or disfigurement, check
A Deform, person or thing, check
Gross, ugliness, check
[Verse 1]
I don't wanna take this, I don't wanna carry this, I don't wanna lift this
Everyday, when I wake, wish there was I way that I can rip this
Off of my shoulder off of my back, like a big boulder got me off track
I don't wanna be seen lookin like that
I'm looking at it, it's mean lookin right back
Ugly, bloody, pussin, heavy
Way more sinister than the face of Jason or fucking Freddy
And that shit ways me down, got me going crazy now
Lazy round me place, cause I got shit right side of my face
How did I get it? how did I grow it? how do I cock back and just blow it
Off? Surgery yes you know it cost and I ain't goin out to show it off
I'm just stuck in here, with this fuckin weird stuff in near
Crushin, pussin, bustin till it up and clears
I'm ready, it's wicked, it's gotta be, deadly
It's everything you could imagine, bad, twisted, evil and medly
Down into eternal fire, this is where it lead me
Can hardly hold it up because this thing is so fucking heavy
[Hook]
Ewww, that's gross, yuck, what's that? oh my god, Disgusting, repulsive, what
The fuck?
It's not a tumor, fuck the rumor, I need more to go, stop Staring at this
Muthafucking side show
HEAVY
Everyone you love got needs
HEAVY
I'll shove start to buckle at the kness
HEAVY
My lord said this slow heal carry and if it don't then it might get scary
HEAVY
[Verse 2]
Cha!
Gotta cover it up, gotta go outside to get food
How when the smell is like shit stew?
The way people are staring and lookin it gets cruel
Bad when I'm shoppin, at the walmart
They be laughin, then a brawl starts
Cause they wanna pick on a muthafucker with deformities, bless yall heart
I'm sick of it, when it's on my back I can't even get a women to kiss on this face
I don't even want to live on this, place
Because all people givin is, hate
And your really gonna get it bad if your, disfigured
The more these sick gigglers, pointed my heavy load it gets bigger
They call me hunchback and I wish they wouldn't taunt that
They be lookin at a nigga like I woke up and showin straight up shittin in
They lunch sack
Kids, grown ups, dogs, cats
All be lookin and pointing at this deformity on my back
Taking over me, I'm slowly, turning into it
This repulsive, nasty, heavy, sick, humongous pile of shit
Under my skin, infecting my blood like I have some kind of disease, it's
Big and bulgin out of my jacket and everybody sees it
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
What is it? with this load I carry there's problems in my life
Got big problems with the IRS and problems with my wife
Got a lot of problems with this music career, problems with my mom
And I gotta solve em quick they fallen on me
It's a problem with this shit on, and it's heavy
When everybody depends on you to be the shot caller
And you pushin, tryin to get all of your people over the wall, but the shit
Got taller
But you tough and determined, you rough and you learnin, you cannot do if
You not baller
So you get it and hit it one after another and look, the lump got smaller
Alone lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Krizz Kaliko & Eric "Ezikuhl" Boone)
[Intro: Tech N9ne]
Somebody should have told me
Life can treat you really coldly
A lot of love that people show me
But when they go I’m hella lonely
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
When the music and the show stops
Security keep my bus door locked
That way I’m not receiving no shots
MJ, our little bro dropped and that’s why they keep me so blocked
I’m in the star coach now
In the back by myself, I listen to our dope sounds
But...There was no women to round up
This hound just sleeps deeply, anticipatin' the next town’s luck
It’s glitz and glamour when you’re on stage
Happy ‘cause you and your homies paid
But a lot of my love ones up and gone away
Because I put my music first, for that it's lonely days
[Hook: Krizz Kaliko]
Oh, ain’t no phones ringing, ain’t no one's speaking when you’re alone
Feels like there's no reason for me to keep breathing if I’m gonna be alone
I can’t sleep alone and I can’t go eat alone
Yeah, the crowd gonna shout, but when the lights go out
You know, you know, you know
You know, you know, you know
You know, you know, you know
You know me being me, you wouldn’t think I’d be alone
[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
Got off my tour July 7 my children
Kicked it with me up to the 24th, then they go home
Even though my home used to be their home
But due to separation and altercations with their mama’s it left me so alone
And when my girl visits, she got to leave
‘Cause she’s independent and has a need to make her own cheese
At night before sleeping I’m on knees
Alone, please, I don’t wanna have the lonelies on beat
My two family members that room with me
They zoom quickly to work and dip out of town, you would assume it'd be
Party, party every night a narly nudy show
But it’s hardly party when you’re starting in the studio
I can’t wait for the meet and greets, making fans
That’s why I be hella happy, hugging and shaking hands
When I perform I want everybody to know
I stretch the show ‘cause when it’s over everybody go
[Hook: Krizz Kaliko]
Oh, ain’t no phone ringing, ain’t no one's speaking when you’re alone
Feels like there's no reason for me to keep breathing if I’m gonna be alone
I can’t sleep alone and I can’t go eat alone
Yeah, the crowd gonna shout, but when the lights go out
You know, you know, you know
You know, you know, you know
You know, you know, you know
You know me being me, you wouldn’t think I’d be alone
[Bridge: Eric Boone]
A storm cloud stalks me making what should be a sunny day
Shed tears of lonesome despair in the form of rain
I've devoted my life to rid you of your pain
For feelings of acceptance which reveal themselves feigned
Do not mind that, scream the voices in my brain
But if I stop giving, only I remain
Though I know not of misery
For I lack the company it needs to be entertained
But misery would be a nice change
This solitude drives me insane
[Verse 3: Tech N9ne]
Yeah, I think it’s my fault, y’all, ‘cause I’m reclusive
And I’m thinking I lost brauds like Y! Exclusive
And I know that I might fall, ‘cause life is stupid
‘Cause cupid shoots it and I fight off but it might produce its
Love, whatever has it I run
People, pets and even movies that have it, I shun
Thinking back when I had a family, was glad I was some
I picture myself in the future, old mad, sad ‘cause I’m one
[Hook: Krizz Kaliko]
Oh, ain’t no phones ringing, ain’t no one's speaking when you’re alone
Feels like there's no reason for me to keep breathing if I’m gonna be alone
I can’t sleep alone and I can’t go eat alone
Yeah, the crowd gonna shout, but when the lights go out
You know, you know, you know
You know, you know, you know
You know, you know, you know
You know me being me, you wouldn’t think I’d be alone
Somebody should have told me
Life can treat you really coldly
A lot of love that people show me
But when they go I’m hella lonely
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
When the music and the show stops
Security keep my bus door locked
That way I’m not receiving no shots
MJ, our little bro dropped and that’s why they keep me so blocked
I’m in the star coach now
In the back by myself, I listen to our dope sounds
But...There was no women to round up
This hound just sleeps deeply, anticipatin' the next town’s luck
It’s glitz and glamour when you’re on stage
Happy ‘cause you and your homies paid
But a lot of my love ones up and gone away
Because I put my music first, for that it's lonely days
[Hook: Krizz Kaliko]
Oh, ain’t no phones ringing, ain’t no one's speaking when you’re alone
Feels like there's no reason for me to keep breathing if I’m gonna be alone
I can’t sleep alone and I can’t go eat alone
Yeah, the crowd gonna shout, but when the lights go out
You know, you know, you know
You know, you know, you know
You know, you know, you know
You know me being me, you wouldn’t think I’d be alone
[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
Got off my tour July 7 my children
Kicked it with me up to the 24th, then they go home
Even though my home used to be their home
But due to separation and altercations with their mama’s it left me so alone
And when my girl visits, she got to leave
‘Cause she’s independent and has a need to make her own cheese
At night before sleeping I’m on knees
Alone, please, I don’t wanna have the lonelies on beat
My two family members that room with me
They zoom quickly to work and dip out of town, you would assume it'd be
Party, party every night a narly nudy show
But it’s hardly party when you’re starting in the studio
I can’t wait for the meet and greets, making fans
That’s why I be hella happy, hugging and shaking hands
When I perform I want everybody to know
I stretch the show ‘cause when it’s over everybody go
[Hook: Krizz Kaliko]
Oh, ain’t no phone ringing, ain’t no one's speaking when you’re alone
Feels like there's no reason for me to keep breathing if I’m gonna be alone
I can’t sleep alone and I can’t go eat alone
Yeah, the crowd gonna shout, but when the lights go out
You know, you know, you know
You know, you know, you know
You know, you know, you know
You know me being me, you wouldn’t think I’d be alone
[Bridge: Eric Boone]
A storm cloud stalks me making what should be a sunny day
Shed tears of lonesome despair in the form of rain
I've devoted my life to rid you of your pain
For feelings of acceptance which reveal themselves feigned
Do not mind that, scream the voices in my brain
But if I stop giving, only I remain
Though I know not of misery
For I lack the company it needs to be entertained
But misery would be a nice change
This solitude drives me insane
[Verse 3: Tech N9ne]
Yeah, I think it’s my fault, y’all, ‘cause I’m reclusive
And I’m thinking I lost brauds like Y! Exclusive
And I know that I might fall, ‘cause life is stupid
‘Cause cupid shoots it and I fight off but it might produce its
Love, whatever has it I run
People, pets and even movies that have it, I shun
Thinking back when I had a family, was glad I was some
I picture myself in the future, old mad, sad ‘cause I’m one
[Hook: Krizz Kaliko]
Oh, ain’t no phones ringing, ain’t no one's speaking when you’re alone
Feels like there's no reason for me to keep breathing if I’m gonna be alone
I can’t sleep alone and I can’t go eat alone
Yeah, the crowd gonna shout, but when the lights go out
You know, you know, you know
You know, you know, you know
You know, you know, you know
You know me being me, you wouldn’t think I’d be alone
E.B.A.H. lyrics - Tech N9ne
[Intro:]
I'm really mixed up, yes, I know
A lot of good and bad stuff as I grow
So now that I gotta live life when I'm both all I can say
[Hook:]
What's my name? EBAH!
HHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! EBAH!
Evil Brain, Angel Heart
Evil Brain, Angel Heart
Evil Brain, Angel Heart
Evil Brain, Angel Heart!
[Verse 1:]
Fucking right, I'm a maniac and I'm loving it
Call me anything but my motherfucking government
I can love a bit, no, big my love'll get
But in my brain I stay insane and I'm always on some other shit!
Really wanna fuck a bitch, E.B. can't get enough of this
See me take what I stuck her with then I gotta run and give it to another chick
Gutter trick, suck a dick! State the texture of a brick
Making them Magnum rubbers split, what a prick, the brother's sick!
Now back to my love, like to go there
Even when it's annoying like long nose hair
I can so share my heart in the cold air
And it's no fair, the size of it's so rare
Bloody murder, muddy word of wretched death rhymes
Take me light and my darkness will take your breath time
Call me Shakratease or you can call me Tech N9ne
But since I found my new sinister out of respect I'm
[Hook:]
What's my name? EBAH!
Evil Brain, Angel Heart
Evil Brain, Angel Heart
Evil Brain, Angel Heart
Evil Brain, Angel Heart!
[Verse 2:]
Liberate me, Lord
I'm an angel and on this wicked planet nobody understands my angle is love
I was sent from above, but I've landed in blood
Psycho bandit, I've become a frightful damaging scud missile
You Mitchells are misinformed and mixed in the middle of my menace
Murderous, Michael Myers' my mimic
Mom, you made a monster, I'm making minions in minutes
Money motivated mishap, as moody as Monica's menage
Feel like I'm on Molly, heart as big as my body
When a hottie gets naughty, it's racing like a Ferrari
My obese heart swelling when it beats hard, telling me
To freak, not willing, like a beast, I'm yelling
Bloody murder, muddy word of wretched death rhymes
Take me, light and my darkness will take your breath time
Call me Shakratease or you can call me Tech N9ne
But since I found my new sinister out of respect I'm
[Hook:]
What's my name? EBAH!
Evil Brain, Angel Heart
Evil Brain, Angel Heart
Evil Brain, Angel Heart
Evil Brain, Angel Heart!
[Verse 3:]
My heart, smell like, vanilla icing
If slicing my chest open, a light beam of nice things
Of Christ brings bright wings, placement from thy king
Knight, seems right around the corner in my dreams
Horse shit, piss and human puke is this smell
To whom ever wondered my level, this is hell
Inside my crown I kill a gangster with fecies pig tail
And I'll live 137 years like Ishmael
Yeah, nigga, it ain't misspelled
E.B.A.H, there go creepy A. Yates
Using women as a bait, and they face, fishscale!
Just another nut, all the others suck
Sweet as a buttercup and fake as a rubber duck
Evil Brain, Angel Heart, yes, I utter much
And I never cover up! Why? (I'm a Klusterfuk)
[Hook:]
What's my name? EBAH!
Evil Brain, Angel Heart
Evil Brain, Angel Heart
Evil Brain, Angel Heart
Evil Brain, Angel Heart!
I'm really mixed up, yes, I know
A lot of good and bad stuff as I grow
So now that I gotta live life when I'm both all I can say
[Hook:]
What's my name? EBAH!
HHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! EBAH!
Evil Brain, Angel Heart
Evil Brain, Angel Heart
Evil Brain, Angel Heart
Evil Brain, Angel Heart!
[Verse 1:]
Fucking right, I'm a maniac and I'm loving it
Call me anything but my motherfucking government
I can love a bit, no, big my love'll get
But in my brain I stay insane and I'm always on some other shit!
Really wanna fuck a bitch, E.B. can't get enough of this
See me take what I stuck her with then I gotta run and give it to another chick
Gutter trick, suck a dick! State the texture of a brick
Making them Magnum rubbers split, what a prick, the brother's sick!
Now back to my love, like to go there
Even when it's annoying like long nose hair
I can so share my heart in the cold air
And it's no fair, the size of it's so rare
Bloody murder, muddy word of wretched death rhymes
Take me light and my darkness will take your breath time
Call me Shakratease or you can call me Tech N9ne
But since I found my new sinister out of respect I'm
[Hook:]
What's my name? EBAH!
Evil Brain, Angel Heart
Evil Brain, Angel Heart
Evil Brain, Angel Heart
Evil Brain, Angel Heart!
[Verse 2:]
Liberate me, Lord
I'm an angel and on this wicked planet nobody understands my angle is love
I was sent from above, but I've landed in blood
Psycho bandit, I've become a frightful damaging scud missile
You Mitchells are misinformed and mixed in the middle of my menace
Murderous, Michael Myers' my mimic
Mom, you made a monster, I'm making minions in minutes
Money motivated mishap, as moody as Monica's menage
Feel like I'm on Molly, heart as big as my body
When a hottie gets naughty, it's racing like a Ferrari
My obese heart swelling when it beats hard, telling me
To freak, not willing, like a beast, I'm yelling
Bloody murder, muddy word of wretched death rhymes
Take me, light and my darkness will take your breath time
Call me Shakratease or you can call me Tech N9ne
But since I found my new sinister out of respect I'm
[Hook:]
What's my name? EBAH!
Evil Brain, Angel Heart
Evil Brain, Angel Heart
Evil Brain, Angel Heart
Evil Brain, Angel Heart!
[Verse 3:]
My heart, smell like, vanilla icing
If slicing my chest open, a light beam of nice things
Of Christ brings bright wings, placement from thy king
Knight, seems right around the corner in my dreams
Horse shit, piss and human puke is this smell
To whom ever wondered my level, this is hell
Inside my crown I kill a gangster with fecies pig tail
And I'll live 137 years like Ishmael
Yeah, nigga, it ain't misspelled
E.B.A.H, there go creepy A. Yates
Using women as a bait, and they face, fishscale!
Just another nut, all the others suck
Sweet as a buttercup and fake as a rubber duck
Evil Brain, Angel Heart, yes, I utter much
And I never cover up! Why? (I'm a Klusterfuk)
[Hook:]
What's my name? EBAH!
Evil Brain, Angel Heart
Evil Brain, Angel Heart
Evil Brain, Angel Heart
Evil Brain, Angel Heart!
Earregular lyrics - Tech N9ne
[Intro]
The Great Omnipotent Doc Strange is my name!
Six-six-triple-eight-four-six-nine-nine-three
Never don't try find me
Why? Why? Cause I'm lost in the clouds
N9ne? Earregular boss in the house
[Verse 1]
I don't hear what you hear, nigga
Because I hear different you label me a wierd nigga
I like that, and I like mixing dark and some clear liquor
For the night cap, although we ain't the same I cheers with ya
Then I'm right back, listning to Doors records
While I get groupie whores naked
If it's a blood and gore message, in a movie I'll sure catch it
My brain's a vorplex it, got many levels, your message
Make a nigga want to ignore that shit, y'all pissy poor, that's it
Intricate bred I'm a bit, pompous, if I want it, that I'mma get
While you're mad at your bitch
Cause you know she at the back of the bus kissing the tat on my dick
You gotta be sick, then I had her, thick anatomy, hit with the flattery tricks
Stagger these raggety battery pricks
Snake and bat ain't average, that'll be quits
On one, two, three, my nigga!
Doing four much with five, I be, my nigga!
Six thousand and seven hundred degrees, my river!
Ate a earregular mind state, but it fried N9ne's liver, huh?!
[Hook x2]
Earregular, we're nebula
Dear secular listeners, we're here next to ya
Giving you fear messed with original weird stress for ya
Peer pressure, the ignorant near deaf niggas!
[Verse 2]
I know that my style is diff'rent!
Meanwhile I get frowns and lips bent
He better know, we let it go, flee, never throw, glee at a ho, see that a pro
Will make the sounds breaking down the distance
I get my psyche blown, when I sit and write these songs
Then I fuck with my Nikes on: "Plop, plop, plop, plop!"
To the women it might be wrong, cause in the middle of the night he gone
And the wife of the night she's home: "Stop, stop, stop, stop!"
So many sicknesses that I get medicine, I get it up off a nigga
But it can never disappear, I know many get with this
But it's a couple of really stupid individuals looking for the N9na fate
Cause I innovate, and I be the Yates, they can disintegrate
Guess my sin it begins with the number before ten
And being a clown, always been and raised!
When I rhyme my design isn't mindless
You can find Tech, flowing up the divine stretch
Never spineless, spider K's a rhyme vet
And we ain't the only earregular since I got Stevie, Mayday and I signed Ces
[Hook x2]
Earregular, we're nebula
Dear secular listeners, we're here next to ya
Giving you fear messed with original weird stress for ya
Peer pressure, the ignorant near deaf niggas!
[Verse 3]
Y'all motherfuckers stuck on stupid (Duh!)
I tried to slow it, but my flow's no lucid, thing
I gotta be clever to do "This Ring"
You can feel it if you 67 or you 15 ("Aggin!")
Yeah, that's "nigga" backwards, Tech N9ne be that spitter master
With a Cris, with her mugs, and I'm with a grasher
Let a chick on the bus and I'm finna smash her
Could have been a bastard
Swimming in cash and the laughter, I'mma sinner faster
Better get a pastor
[Hook x2]
Earregular, we're nebula
Dear secular listeners, we're here next to ya
Giving you fear messed with original weird stress for ya
Peer pressure, the ignorant near deaf niggas!
The Great Omnipotent Doc Strange is my name!
Six-six-triple-eight-four-six-nine-nine-three
Never don't try find me
Why? Why? Cause I'm lost in the clouds
N9ne? Earregular boss in the house
[Verse 1]
I don't hear what you hear, nigga
Because I hear different you label me a wierd nigga
I like that, and I like mixing dark and some clear liquor
For the night cap, although we ain't the same I cheers with ya
Then I'm right back, listning to Doors records
While I get groupie whores naked
If it's a blood and gore message, in a movie I'll sure catch it
My brain's a vorplex it, got many levels, your message
Make a nigga want to ignore that shit, y'all pissy poor, that's it
Intricate bred I'm a bit, pompous, if I want it, that I'mma get
While you're mad at your bitch
Cause you know she at the back of the bus kissing the tat on my dick
You gotta be sick, then I had her, thick anatomy, hit with the flattery tricks
Stagger these raggety battery pricks
Snake and bat ain't average, that'll be quits
On one, two, three, my nigga!
Doing four much with five, I be, my nigga!
Six thousand and seven hundred degrees, my river!
Ate a earregular mind state, but it fried N9ne's liver, huh?!
[Hook x2]
Earregular, we're nebula
Dear secular listeners, we're here next to ya
Giving you fear messed with original weird stress for ya
Peer pressure, the ignorant near deaf niggas!
[Verse 2]
I know that my style is diff'rent!
Meanwhile I get frowns and lips bent
He better know, we let it go, flee, never throw, glee at a ho, see that a pro
Will make the sounds breaking down the distance
I get my psyche blown, when I sit and write these songs
Then I fuck with my Nikes on: "Plop, plop, plop, plop!"
To the women it might be wrong, cause in the middle of the night he gone
And the wife of the night she's home: "Stop, stop, stop, stop!"
So many sicknesses that I get medicine, I get it up off a nigga
But it can never disappear, I know many get with this
But it's a couple of really stupid individuals looking for the N9na fate
Cause I innovate, and I be the Yates, they can disintegrate
Guess my sin it begins with the number before ten
And being a clown, always been and raised!
When I rhyme my design isn't mindless
You can find Tech, flowing up the divine stretch
Never spineless, spider K's a rhyme vet
And we ain't the only earregular since I got Stevie, Mayday and I signed Ces
[Hook x2]
Earregular, we're nebula
Dear secular listeners, we're here next to ya
Giving you fear messed with original weird stress for ya
Peer pressure, the ignorant near deaf niggas!
[Verse 3]
Y'all motherfuckers stuck on stupid (Duh!)
I tried to slow it, but my flow's no lucid, thing
I gotta be clever to do "This Ring"
You can feel it if you 67 or you 15 ("Aggin!")
Yeah, that's "nigga" backwards, Tech N9ne be that spitter master
With a Cris, with her mugs, and I'm with a grasher
Let a chick on the bus and I'm finna smash her
Could have been a bastard
Swimming in cash and the laughter, I'mma sinner faster
Better get a pastor
[Hook x2]
Earregular, we're nebula
Dear secular listeners, we're here next to ya
Giving you fear messed with original weird stress for ya
Peer pressure, the ignorant near deaf niggas!
Don't Tweet This lyrics - Tech N9ne
[Intro:]
Hello ladies, here's the deal: Welcome to Tech N9ne's tour bus
Before you get on this bus there's a couple rules you need to follow:
Leave all your cell phones with me
There will be no Tweeting, no Facebooking
No playing the PlayStation, no Instagram, no YouTubing
Whatever happens on this bus, stays on this bus
[Verse 1:]
Wassup? It's me, Caribou Lou again
(Tech N9ne!) Kansas City, fuckin' hooligan
If you think you cool and true Then doing the fool my friend
You'll begin boozing and choosing women that we do and do again
Only if they holders of secrets they crossing over
The beaches and often go, where we eating we rock n rollers
Deep in the thoughts we go, but no Tweetin she lost her mobile
And geekin because we showed her, freakin' across the globe
In the weekend we off in Boulder, Colorado
All my soldiers got a bottle
And some hoes with a wobble from sticky dough's you hella bobble
Head bitches they model
And let's kick it Colorado's
A red district full of brothels
And med fixes
Yo, we gotta hide, just see, we get no privacy
Why, would she ride, with me
Tweet, and straight lie to me?
I don't know (what?)
Who, she sleeps with
But, all I know is: Don't you tweet this
[Hook: x2]
Do what I told you, I told you, I told you
(Don't tweet this!)
[Verse 2:]
Baby I would hate to
Kick it and then erase ya
Cause you wanna go to
One of those social networks
And go state the
Facts about my nature
I gave to see you later
(Oooooh) this bitch is shakin the table
Pissed at me cause you wished it be
Listed with a Twit Pic sick at me
When ya missed it you scripted me
When I gotta move invisibly
You violate it, you fly away it
Simple cause I am stealth
Then formulate it, we tried to made it
Keep it to your damn self
Get our nudie on, quiet, we can truly bone
And I'll be pushing all yo buttons like movie phone
Act like you belong, creeping in my groovy home
Drinkin Bou-Lou we go all my groupies owned
Way of life, keep it neat trick
If you and the beast mix, you don't see shit
And you will get the least bit of resistance
We pick who we see fit, but yo
(Don't Tweet This)
[Hook]
[Verse 3:]
Yeah, it is what it is baby
No I don't want a lot of is in my biz lady
Crazy Daily
Thizz at my crib, save me
Dippin get me to drop some jizz on ya lid maybe
We in Canada partying like some animals
Even my tour manager know that Tweetin will vanish ya
Tweet the day I go and say my party wasn't amateur
Granted the lost camera was planted in tall canisters
Keys, you will receive, right when you leave
Please, drop to ya knees, ya cannot leave, not a thing
Put away ya phone, Yahtzee!
And don't be flickin like the fuckin paparazzi
We livin covert, Flava Flav know!
We let you see what we want to, and when we say so
(Monitor!)
Her Tweetin gossip is really out of her
That's why, I think I don't have that many followers!
[Hook x2]
Hello ladies, here's the deal: Welcome to Tech N9ne's tour bus
Before you get on this bus there's a couple rules you need to follow:
Leave all your cell phones with me
There will be no Tweeting, no Facebooking
No playing the PlayStation, no Instagram, no YouTubing
Whatever happens on this bus, stays on this bus
[Verse 1:]
Wassup? It's me, Caribou Lou again
(Tech N9ne!) Kansas City, fuckin' hooligan
If you think you cool and true Then doing the fool my friend
You'll begin boozing and choosing women that we do and do again
Only if they holders of secrets they crossing over
The beaches and often go, where we eating we rock n rollers
Deep in the thoughts we go, but no Tweetin she lost her mobile
And geekin because we showed her, freakin' across the globe
In the weekend we off in Boulder, Colorado
All my soldiers got a bottle
And some hoes with a wobble from sticky dough's you hella bobble
Head bitches they model
And let's kick it Colorado's
A red district full of brothels
And med fixes
Yo, we gotta hide, just see, we get no privacy
Why, would she ride, with me
Tweet, and straight lie to me?
I don't know (what?)
Who, she sleeps with
But, all I know is: Don't you tweet this
[Hook: x2]
Do what I told you, I told you, I told you
(Don't tweet this!)
[Verse 2:]
Baby I would hate to
Kick it and then erase ya
Cause you wanna go to
One of those social networks
And go state the
Facts about my nature
I gave to see you later
(Oooooh) this bitch is shakin the table
Pissed at me cause you wished it be
Listed with a Twit Pic sick at me
When ya missed it you scripted me
When I gotta move invisibly
You violate it, you fly away it
Simple cause I am stealth
Then formulate it, we tried to made it
Keep it to your damn self
Get our nudie on, quiet, we can truly bone
And I'll be pushing all yo buttons like movie phone
Act like you belong, creeping in my groovy home
Drinkin Bou-Lou we go all my groupies owned
Way of life, keep it neat trick
If you and the beast mix, you don't see shit
And you will get the least bit of resistance
We pick who we see fit, but yo
(Don't Tweet This)
[Hook]
[Verse 3:]
Yeah, it is what it is baby
No I don't want a lot of is in my biz lady
Crazy Daily
Thizz at my crib, save me
Dippin get me to drop some jizz on ya lid maybe
We in Canada partying like some animals
Even my tour manager know that Tweetin will vanish ya
Tweet the day I go and say my party wasn't amateur
Granted the lost camera was planted in tall canisters
Keys, you will receive, right when you leave
Please, drop to ya knees, ya cannot leave, not a thing
Put away ya phone, Yahtzee!
And don't be flickin like the fuckin paparazzi
We livin covert, Flava Flav know!
We let you see what we want to, and when we say so
(Monitor!)
Her Tweetin gossip is really out of her
That's why, I think I don't have that many followers!
[Hook x2]
Rock Yo Head lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. 816 Boyz)
[Intro: Tech N9ne]
Let's drink 'till the liqour gone
Don't think, get the swisha blown
So when a stink trick hit yo phone
Say, "Bitch, lemme get my kick it on!"
[Chorus:]
Rock yo Head, to the beats, yeah
Everybody rockin, understand what I said
Rock yo Head, Rock yo Head
Stop my bread I'm a rock yo head!
Nigga
Rock yo Head, Rock yo Head
Rock yo Head, I'm a Rock yo Head
Rock yo Head, Rock yo Head
Stop my bread I'm a Rock yo Head
[Verse 1:]
[Tech N9ne:]
Jordan on my tennis shoe
Organ yellin 'Gimmie you! '
Scorin' the foriegn chick
Got her whorin in her Jimmy Choo
Pour until my Henny through
Your men weak as Winnie Pooh
Ignorin' [?] chicks not
Affordin niggas any-who
[Kutt Kalhoun:]
Kutty got the thing on lock like Yoda
Middle of the floor
With your girl bent over
Two cups, Two bottles
Left hand on my logo
Right hand on my stick
Twitt' pic for the photo
Makzilla
[Makzilla:]
I got the g-uh-irls
All around the w-uh-orld
Why's that?
Cause I'm makin toes c-uh-url
When I beat it they say I really need it
I spit game like my name's E-E-E-Earl
[Krizz Kaliko:]
I'm gonna be Kali Baby until they come'n get me
816, that's what's wrong with me
Tryin' to see how much money this song gon' get me
I said Rock yo Head, gon' Rock Rock with me
[Chorus]
[Verse 2:]
[Makzilla:]
Goodah
Goodah
Scratch
Scratch
Dome
Don't mess with it
Fuck what I'm sayin
Then invest with' the vest with' it
Shout-out to Dj Khalid when we screamin
We the Best with it, Hit em with the lyrical
Skill like I'm possesed with the Ces in it
[Krizz Kaliko:]
If you get it, that mean you said somethin you regretted
But if you get beheaded, then you never should have said it
This is head bangers ball, break your neck to this, rock until yo spine
Outta socket shake it like a pocket rocket
Okay!
[Tech N9ne:]
Tech is spray
When the re-uh-record play
Make me really wanna catch a
Fade, [?], if we saturate
That brigade, that is retro-blade
You just afraid, Tech of what
Your nigga 'bout to pay
[Kutt Kalhoun:]
Never say we didn't give em [?]
Out of drama, then his momma gonna be fake on his betta days
2Pac re-incarnated, this aided the [?]
Went to Mary, said 'Make em straight wish he'd of fled away'
[Chorus]
[Verse 3:]
[Makzilla:]
Bringin this dope
But I brought no feds
I don't mess with phony niggas
That got no cred's
Yeah
[Krizz Kaliko:]
On this album there be alot more sin, like
Don't be fuckin around with white loafs' bread
[Kutt Kalhoun:]
You can find me up in the spot so red
And if you dis-respect me you gettin shot so dead
[Tech N9ne:]
I'm gonna be chillin at the top
No meds, Like Reggie Denny
I'm a Rock Yo Head!
[Chorus]
[Outro: Krizz Kaliko]
816 Boyz! Ain't we sick boy!
Well, ain't we?
Quick to get your girls panties!
Hoes!
Let's drink 'till the liqour gone
Don't think, get the swisha blown
So when a stink trick hit yo phone
Say, "Bitch, lemme get my kick it on!"
[Chorus:]
Rock yo Head, to the beats, yeah
Everybody rockin, understand what I said
Rock yo Head, Rock yo Head
Stop my bread I'm a rock yo head!
Nigga
Rock yo Head, Rock yo Head
Rock yo Head, I'm a Rock yo Head
Rock yo Head, Rock yo Head
Stop my bread I'm a Rock yo Head
[Verse 1:]
[Tech N9ne:]
Jordan on my tennis shoe
Organ yellin 'Gimmie you! '
Scorin' the foriegn chick
Got her whorin in her Jimmy Choo
Pour until my Henny through
Your men weak as Winnie Pooh
Ignorin' [?] chicks not
Affordin niggas any-who
[Kutt Kalhoun:]
Kutty got the thing on lock like Yoda
Middle of the floor
With your girl bent over
Two cups, Two bottles
Left hand on my logo
Right hand on my stick
Twitt' pic for the photo
Makzilla
[Makzilla:]
I got the g-uh-irls
All around the w-uh-orld
Why's that?
Cause I'm makin toes c-uh-url
When I beat it they say I really need it
I spit game like my name's E-E-E-Earl
[Krizz Kaliko:]
I'm gonna be Kali Baby until they come'n get me
816, that's what's wrong with me
Tryin' to see how much money this song gon' get me
I said Rock yo Head, gon' Rock Rock with me
[Chorus]
[Verse 2:]
[Makzilla:]
Goodah
Goodah
Scratch
Scratch
Dome
Don't mess with it
Fuck what I'm sayin
Then invest with' the vest with' it
Shout-out to Dj Khalid when we screamin
We the Best with it, Hit em with the lyrical
Skill like I'm possesed with the Ces in it
[Krizz Kaliko:]
If you get it, that mean you said somethin you regretted
But if you get beheaded, then you never should have said it
This is head bangers ball, break your neck to this, rock until yo spine
Outta socket shake it like a pocket rocket
Okay!
[Tech N9ne:]
Tech is spray
When the re-uh-record play
Make me really wanna catch a
Fade, [?], if we saturate
That brigade, that is retro-blade
You just afraid, Tech of what
Your nigga 'bout to pay
[Kutt Kalhoun:]
Never say we didn't give em [?]
Out of drama, then his momma gonna be fake on his betta days
2Pac re-incarnated, this aided the [?]
Went to Mary, said 'Make em straight wish he'd of fled away'
[Chorus]
[Verse 3:]
[Makzilla:]
Bringin this dope
But I brought no feds
I don't mess with phony niggas
That got no cred's
Yeah
[Krizz Kaliko:]
On this album there be alot more sin, like
Don't be fuckin around with white loafs' bread
[Kutt Kalhoun:]
You can find me up in the spot so red
And if you dis-respect me you gettin shot so dead
[Tech N9ne:]
I'm gonna be chillin at the top
No meds, Like Reggie Denny
I'm a Rock Yo Head!
[Chorus]
[Outro: Krizz Kaliko]
816 Boyz! Ain't we sick boy!
Well, ain't we?
Quick to get your girls panties!
Hoes!
Boy Toy lyrics -Tech N9ne (feat. Shabba Ranks)
Yo krizz?
Hm?
I really knocked the boots in those two big butt females last night
Yeeesh!
Yeah man I'm on my way too westport to find two more freaks
Woooooord
I already play with your friends
Now I wanna play with you
I already, I already with your friends
Now I wanna play with you
Boy toy, boy boy boy toy
I already play with your friends
Now I wanna play with you
Boy toy, boy boy boy toy
I already play with your friends
Now I wanna play with you
I should not be one you take too moms
Unless your moms talks the face the bomb
I don’t wanna know if you have some grey pupan
Just great punan and a laid coupon
I’m excited for you to find me invited I’ll get your hiny ignited
I’ll get you slimy and slided, inside I might even bite it
I can get mighty and violent
Baby why even fight it you and your girl haides invited
To come right over in your PJ’s
The day with your B.F. was not easy
So you’re telling your girls the game we play
Called I’m in love with your VJ
Sign me up so get behind the but
All you gotta have is T.N.A to whine me up
All creeds even louds beauty’s needing the coy coy
Ozy women oy oy they’re lovin this boy toy
[Hook:]
I already play with your friends
Now I wanna play with you
I already, I already with your friends
Now I wanna play with you
Boy toy, boy boy boy toy
I already play with your friends
Now I wanna play with you
Boy toy, boy boy boy toy
I already play with your friends
Now I wanna play with you
Turn me on I'mma let the black mamba loose
Really sexy ladies meet my anaconda swoop
Women wonder whose got the long masseuse
Pop my stick in your mouth and its as sweet as jumba juice
Real hard it will barge in too a ladys nani will card teeny boppers
That get the spill guard, hills stars for women standing amity ville
Yard this fantasy now real time with Bill MARKS
Time is ticking come find this dickin be mine for stickin
I love it when I find she lickin on me
Grind and twitchin design for pitchin the line for missin
I dug it I’ll be hind the thicky homie
Don’t rate I’m horny and don’t hate on any permanent situation
Yeah God I don’t date but I’m gone mate and my power stay on late
And the best thing about this boy toy is I don’t break
[Hook]
B O Y T O Y me so fly, wanna play with me
She know why she’s gone buy the bone guy
’cause I display the d
And nothing else I'm good for your fucking health
You’re looking for love and help
And sick of just rubbin self
I got you, I don’t fake with this boy toy shit
If you wanna play just hit me up and kiss my joy stick
Mhm I love it
You love what?
That
What about me?
Hm?
I really knocked the boots in those two big butt females last night
Yeeesh!
Yeah man I'm on my way too westport to find two more freaks
Woooooord
I already play with your friends
Now I wanna play with you
I already, I already with your friends
Now I wanna play with you
Boy toy, boy boy boy toy
I already play with your friends
Now I wanna play with you
Boy toy, boy boy boy toy
I already play with your friends
Now I wanna play with you
I should not be one you take too moms
Unless your moms talks the face the bomb
I don’t wanna know if you have some grey pupan
Just great punan and a laid coupon
I’m excited for you to find me invited I’ll get your hiny ignited
I’ll get you slimy and slided, inside I might even bite it
I can get mighty and violent
Baby why even fight it you and your girl haides invited
To come right over in your PJ’s
The day with your B.F. was not easy
So you’re telling your girls the game we play
Called I’m in love with your VJ
Sign me up so get behind the but
All you gotta have is T.N.A to whine me up
All creeds even louds beauty’s needing the coy coy
Ozy women oy oy they’re lovin this boy toy
[Hook:]
I already play with your friends
Now I wanna play with you
I already, I already with your friends
Now I wanna play with you
Boy toy, boy boy boy toy
I already play with your friends
Now I wanna play with you
Boy toy, boy boy boy toy
I already play with your friends
Now I wanna play with you
Turn me on I'mma let the black mamba loose
Really sexy ladies meet my anaconda swoop
Women wonder whose got the long masseuse
Pop my stick in your mouth and its as sweet as jumba juice
Real hard it will barge in too a ladys nani will card teeny boppers
That get the spill guard, hills stars for women standing amity ville
Yard this fantasy now real time with Bill MARKS
Time is ticking come find this dickin be mine for stickin
I love it when I find she lickin on me
Grind and twitchin design for pitchin the line for missin
I dug it I’ll be hind the thicky homie
Don’t rate I’m horny and don’t hate on any permanent situation
Yeah God I don’t date but I’m gone mate and my power stay on late
And the best thing about this boy toy is I don’t break
[Hook]
B O Y T O Y me so fly, wanna play with me
She know why she’s gone buy the bone guy
’cause I display the d
And nothing else I'm good for your fucking health
You’re looking for love and help
And sick of just rubbin self
I got you, I don’t fake with this boy toy shit
If you wanna play just hit me up and kiss my joy stick
Mhm I love it
You love what?
That
What about me?
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