Cold Piece Of Work (Original) lyrics - JL, Tech N9ne & Krizz Kaliko

[JL:]
They treat my bid'ness like it's soda
Or my music like a Perc
They know my flow is the yola
That's a cold piece of work

That's dope nigga, what you call a buzz once you caught a buzz
I'll make you feel like you was on all the drugs
All the drugs, drugs, I got all the plugs
A-a-all this was to satisfy the customers
It'll hit you different dependin on what we pay you
Pop it then the check the purity side effects of it fatal
Now you know that when you blow niggaz wanna know what they pay you
Fo sho'; n-n-noses in my bid'ness like it yayo!
Whippin like it's crack and can't relax, it's like we drug dealers
Or sit in psyche a sack, I'm servin sinkin this and sink with nerves
Hook 'em like it's smack is what they slappin when they get the urge
Keep 'em comin back, we push these packages to listeners
Word

They treat my bid'ness like it's soda
Or my music like a Perc
They know my flow is the yola
That's a cold piece of work
That's dope nigga, that's dope nigga
That's dope nigga, that's dope nigga, that's dope!
They know my flow is the yola
That's a cold piece of work

[Krizz Kaliko:]
Kali!
I'll probably get it in a minute (OK)
And I'll be benefitted when I finish (OK)
Ain't been timid about a meal ticket, I will kick it
32 diamonds, I'm all up in the dentist (uh!)
I'm Donald Trump, I grab the world by the crotch and kiss 'em
Make her bow down and now she's addicted to Krizz and
How you feel now? She let Kali Baby come drill now
Only use you to pay the bills now (yay-yeah!)
They can roll me up and smoke me like some cheeba
My pen'll penetrate the air like it's some type of reefer
Pinnacle, I ain't there but I'm 'bout to achieve a
Planet status, but I'm askin can I bust sativa?
Kali, baby

[JL:]
They treat my bid'ness like it's soda
Or my music like a Perc
They know my flow is the yola
That's a cold piece of work
That's dope nigga, that's dope nigga
That's dope nigga, that's dope nigga, that's dope!
They know my flow is the yola
That's a cold piece of work

[Tech N9ne:]
T9X is what they sniffin when Tech Nina get to spittin
My position is give 'em a hell of a addiction
On these scripts and they be itchin, for the good dope that I be dishin
Out for the listenin, that's why I'm constantly cookin off in the kitchen (cheah!)
Nigga I'm Mr. Molly, when Nina's shit hits her body
It takes her and gets her naughty, fella mixed it with liquor prolly
She'll love you and lick your lolly, takin me is her hobby
She flippin through my discography nigga; then she swallow me nigga!
Buss serves on them bitches steady searchin for the sickness
If you want it Nina zonin with the quickness
Shit is real not ficticious, all the wishes for the bomb, you can get it
From the Don P, I'll daze you like a whippit, nigga I'm addictive!

[JL:]
They treat my bid'ness like it's soda
Or my music like a Perc
They know my flow is the yola
That's a cold piece of work
That's dope nigga, that's dope nigga
That's dope nigga, that's dope nigga, that's dope!
They know my flow is the yola
That's a cold piece of work

We Burn lyrics - Krizz Kaliko, Darrein Safron & Tech N9ne

[Krizz Kaliko:]
Kali baby, oh...
Oh... Darrein
I rep the snake and the bat

Maybe it's me
I look too much and blame it on the turn-up
I know that it's me
You come through in the clutch and tell me I should burn up
You know what I like
I like a good nude, you know I love you like cooked food
Don't need no stress
Just give me reggie, I don't need the best
I, can say nothing to you
I rep the royal, the rest of it's boo-boo
Give me that yoohoo
I mean the stank and some drank
Spill on my bank on the dank
Got me in love with the tank
She blowing pipe like a poop
Get to it when I hit the booth and I get the dude
And we like bang bang rocking mountain high
And you already know

[Krizz Kaliko & Darrein Safron:]
Lately I been going through it
Life is tough and I've been more into it
Feel like I wanna lay you down
She know the thing that turn my day around
So we burn
When shit gets too real
I just tell her give me something I can feel
Baby, we burn
When things ain't alright
I just tell her won't you put me in the sky

[Darrein Safron:]
Now I don't wanna talk about you stressing
Bout your man not texting
I just caught that get me up
Pick me up off [?]
Oh yeah
Now we just riding and rolling
As soon as we smoking that stress go away
I know that this good smoke got you feeling yourself
Mine just beat a pootie-tang with your belt
I don't smoke out unless you down to fuck
I'm not that drug dealer you played at the club
I don't think she know yet though
Baby don't trip, light it up

[Krizz Kaliko & Darrein Safron:]
Lately I been going through it
Life is tough and I've been more into it
Feel like I wanna lay you down
She know the thing that turn my day around
So we burn
When shit gets too real
I just tell her give me something I can feel
Baby, we burn
When things ain't alright
I just tell her won't you put me in the sky

[Krizz Kaliko:]
Light it up, light it up, light it up (light it up!)
Roll it up, roll it up, roll it up (roll it up!)
Put it, in the, air
Babe, put it, in the, air (put it up!)
[x2]

[Tech N9ne:]
Everything is about to become falling
Down on me now I'm tripping and I'm crawling
Evil people try shaking me down
All of this ache can be found deep in this heart I just let y'all in
How they coming at Nina's show is a pity
Cause super be trill I guess the one with the dough and is the nitty
Gritty is the situation people knowing is litty
We're going to city, it's crazy time for blowing up blizzy
She's such a relief rush to pick me up
To get chiefed up, she roll the weed up when I need puff
Cause that grief sucks and she's freed up
When she, give it to me the favor is returned
She got the fire got me thinking it be shirm
When all the evil is coming at me stirring
I finish my day then call my baby yeah we burn

[Krizz Kaliko & Darrein Safron:]
Lately I been going through it
Life is tough and I've been more into it
Feel like I wanna lay you down
She know the thing that turn my day around
So we burn
When shit gets too real
I just tell her give me something I can feel
Baby, we burn
When things ain't alright
I just tell her won't you put me in the sky

[Krizz Kaliko:]
I got it I got it
Now baby can you take me to a place, where I can feel my face?
Now baby can you take me to a place, where I can feel my face?

Dominion (2017)




















 

Intro (Skit) lyrics - Tech N9ne

(Strange Music, Dominion, 2017)

... music since '85, but me and Travis been doing this Strange Music thing for over 17 years. It's so wonderful to see the fan base still growing after all this time. You know what I'm sizzling, it's a blessing

Yes it is, indeed. So with all the success over (mm-hmm) the years, and even more success coming to Strange Music this year and beyond. All right give me one word. Give me just one word to describe what you think is coming your way when you feel you've reached the level of success you've worked so hard for. One word

One word?
Drama...

Drama lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Krizz Kaliko)

[Tech N9ne & Krizz Kaliko:]
Drama, drama, drama, drama, drama (Strange Music!)
Drama, drama, drama, drama, drama (New shit!)
Drama, drama, drama, drama, drama (Tech N9ne!)
Drama, drama, drama, drama, drama (Let's go!)

[Tech N9ne:]
Anybody can get it
When it's coming at me, I am with it
Best keep it off of my fam
Bring it this way, then you pay, make you say "God damn!"
KCMO is the place that I'm from
If you live in my city, you grippin' a gun
And we ready for them, who like killin' for fun?
And we get 'em before they get us and they done
I'll be damn if a devil is taking me from
My lil' babies, two ladies, or breakin' thee son
Deep in necropolis they can become
All of your drama is making me dumb
I'm in the thick of it, cause they plottin' on me
Not gonna be fistin' it, cause I'm popping only
Better watch your vocals
Cops, politicians, white folks, niggas going postal
Lot of people on some scavenger shit
Now in Missouri, for a gun, I ain't gotta have a permit
Wanna feel that chrome?
I can peel that dome
Just like me, everybody left their chill at home

(Drama!)
I'm a real nigga that they wanna kill
So I keep it drama filled, I don't got no kind of chill
(Drama!)
I'm a real nigga that they wanna kill
So I keep it drama filled, I don't got no kind of chill

[Krizz Kaliko:]
Yeah, bring that if you got it to bring
I get it, admit it, we on the same thing
I swear that I just wanna ball
But I can end it all with a call if there's drama
That's on my mama nigga

[Tech N9ne:]
We don't have them blades
We go in the trunk for what I have then spray
Gonna have to grab then graze
That's what you're gonna get when you catch them (fades)
Everywhere you hear the gunshots
Drama be on everyone's block
No we be up in the gun shop
Target practice trying to make your lungs stop
Better stack up on your sunblock
Cause the light from the heat that I run's hot
Kill my fam, I hope that everyone rots
And your family goody goody gumdrops (yeah)
I'm in the thick of it, cause she lying on me
If she send them to get me, everybody dying homie
But not me, not me
Got my shooters for any intruders that I see
House alarm is red, been wanting a set
I was born to bless so nobody harms the Tech
So come one, come all, you want us to numb y'all
Making everyone fall dead up on their gun law

(Drama!)
I'm a real nigga that they wanna kill
So I keep it drama filled, I don't got no kind of chill
(Drama!)
I'm a real nigga that they wanna kill
So I keep it drama filled, I don't got no kind of chill

[Krizz Kaliko:]
Yeah, bring that if you got it to bring
I get it, admit it, we on the same thing
I swear that I just wanna ball
But I can end it all with a call if there's drama
That's on my mama nigga

[Tech N9ne:]
Strange Music
E-S-T 2000
2017, we still
We Still
Kill everything
Tech
N9ne

Casket Music lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Ces Cru & Wrekonize)

Casket music
Casket music

[Godemis:]
Yeah, uhuh
It's killer city, anyone'd run up
You from around here, I ain't gotta tell you to duck
Beware a little unity is really never enough
People in the community don't band together enough
We're all aware that it sucks, the hood resembles a pig-sty
Even your baby mama tripping, kid got a twister
And look at the list why
Niggas are not feeling me
Tryna live free and take zero accountability (Hold on)
Ya lie to kick it you're probably wicked as Hillary
And she who does not feel me is just not real to me, dick tease
The nicest on the mic, tell the bitch please
Would you be kind enough to shut the fuck up and twist trees?
I'm on a high, might be flyer than Chris Breeze
And I would never try to strike a chick with my fist, geez
I wise enough to know just that a chick leave
And use the time find and grind the methods to getting cheese

[Wrekonize:]
I got a couple buddies that'll cross on ya border
Turn you into slaves for the new world order
Snake and bats flying up inside close quarters
You can't keep it clean and dig the muddy waters
So step back youngin, this is grown folk talking
This isn't for the radio, this single won't be popping
This is true critics live for you to bash through it
Killer MC shit bitch, casket music

[Ubiquitous:]
Yeah, I crush a rhyme and when busting my flow is customised
And plagiarise when I'm writing it so it's justified
And say goodnight if I ever switch into double time
They're sleepy, dusting their eyes, listening to lullabies
Rubbing their eyes while I'm running, wish I could shut an eye
So don't sit back and unwind, this isn't the summer time
It's duck and cover, if ever I pull your number time
It's it for generates, serve a sucker for supper time
My state of mind is transcending in space and time
You played aside so I am talking your place in line
Day and the life on the long winded, I stay alive
Only the strong survive in this game, I made it mine
Bitch when I'm winning they're bitter, really what matters most
I learned the twist of these catacombs while I sat alone
My DNA incompatible with an average Joe
I catapult and I'm flying into the battle zone
Rep for the roster, partner pushing for proper pay
Choppers align while I'm oscillating like Doctor Strange
They cock a name, lose never but never drop a name
We are not the same, same differences how we operate (Yeah)

[Wrekonize:]
I got a couple buddies that'll cross on ya border
Turn you into slaves for the new world order
Snake and bats flying up inside close quarters
You can't keep it clean and dig the muddy waters
So step back youngin, this is grown folk talking
This isn't for the radio, this single won't be popping
This is true critics live for you to bash through it
Killer MC shit bitch, casket music

[Tech N9ne:]
Astonishing, I can still hear my mama sing, upon a dream
Then Obama brings some no no things from the drama king
I want a fling but with mama singing its wronger thing
So I'ma keep fondling this honor queen from the conjuring
Dude's crazy, he's who's baby
Maude Sue lady through Hades fools made me lose faith
We goose fugazis
Who played me like ukulele, too shady, who's roots gravy
Out your noodle, you pussy punk, you's a poodle
I push your peanut to Pluto, and then pack your parents in a Peugeot
Better yet in a Yugo, yes y'all a eulogy shoe know
After killing like Hujo
I'm catching a wave nouveau
Eh-Eh
To the rents and area, this belong to
Eh-Eh
Drink away my pain and then piss it on you
Give the song new meaning, eat it up, beat it up
If it's wrong you bringing, fuck you!
Here's new N9na to rock to

[Wrekonize:]
I got a couple buddies that'll cross on ya border
Turn you into slaves for the new world order
Snake and bats flying up inside close quarters
You can't keep it clean and dig the muddy waters
So step back youngin, this is grown folk talking
This isn't for the radio, this single won't be popping
This is true critics live for you to bash through it
Killer MC shit bitch, casket music

Put Em On lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Darrein Safron & Stevie Stone)

[Darrein Safron:]
I just gotta put 'em on
My city askin' me to put 'em on
My day ones gotta put 'em on
Family I gotta put 'em
Shawty askin' me to put her (on)

[Tech N9ne:]
Feeling like I'm one of the best and everybody ain't trippin'
Like an Aventador on full flats but the paint's drippin'
To the people making it up and sayin' that I'm done, I can't slippin'
I'm a taint this with not a saint mission with the imagery to make you faint, Christian
I'm a killa, for my city, nigga
It ain't only me, it's so many grittas
Serving weak cats, makin' 'em take a seat in they kitty litter
Keep something pretty with us
And that's dames and dumpers
They shame to bump us
'Cause we're upper echilon
Yes, I'm dark, I am Megatron, go Decepticon
Whenever Tech is on
Steady reppin Misou ha
That's right, that's right, I can't think of nothing better to do ha
Yes I, yes I gonna be the one say the Soo
Stretch all the way to the loo
So be careful speaking I'll of my crew ha

[Darrein Safron:]
We all came up from nothing
We all lookin' for something, yeah
You want them finer things in life
Don't act like you don't want this

I Just gotta put 'em on
My city askin' me to put 'em on
My day ones gotta put 'em on
Family I gotta put 'em
Shawty askin' me to put her
On

[Stevie Stone:]
Workin'? I've been workin'
I've been locked in, I been workin'
I done clocked in, and the pots in, and when we pop in we jerkin'
I got family dependin' on me
Hatin' niggas bring envy on me
Get the game and I get the homie
Got plenty on me
Wanna give a shoutout to my A ones
Better view from my day ones
Win or lose, there's a bitter feud
Nigga, I'm a be the liaison
Talk now, I'm delegated
Hept outed, then elevated
Call the fam like "Hey we made it"
Buy ma the crib with a elevator like
They know, came up with like no dough
Prayed up I never changed up, I start the game up I got bank roll
Head forth, get mo'
Me and my niggas keep it lit so
Buy my mama that new Benzo
Now my ends low

[Darrein Safron:]
We all came up from nothing
We all lookin' for something, yeah
You want them finer things in life
Don't act like you don't want this

Just gotta put 'em on
My city askin' me to put 'em on
My day ones gotta put 'em on
Family I gotta put 'em
Shawty askin' me to put her
On

Damn, where did my bros? I started broke
I'll in the mind and sicker the most
You gotta fly to see what I'm on
Baby I'm just tryin' to get low
Uh, I got the star
Hop in a rover
Cup runneth over
I got this started
Baby you know
That'll you'll be on it
St. Louis on up

We all came up from nothing
We all lookin' for something, yeah
You want them finer things in life
Don't act like you don't want this

Just gotta put 'em on
My city askin' me to put 'em on
My day ones gotta put 'em on
Family I gotta put 'em
Shawty askin' me to put her
On

[Tech N9ne:]
KC and St. Louis stand up

Wheels Like Hill lyrics - Tech N9ne

I'll's my skill
Tryna build my mills (Why'd ya, Why'd ya, Why'd ya)
Kill my chill
So I had to get wheels like Hill (Ay)
Wheels like Hill (wheels)
Wheels like HIll (wheels)
Wheels like Hill (dear God)
So I had to get wheels like Hill (Ay)

Got wheels like Hill on her
Ran so far away now I'm Bill Croner
I appeal to the mill, tryna steal
Want a lot a bills so to get the skrill I'm bout to peel on ya
(Pewm)
Like I got a rocket in my pocket
Doing me wrongs while getting gone is the topic
Stop it, you ain't gotta lie cred
I know the woman wanna be sinning cause of my bread
That's cool, I was the man even at school
Fast shoes yes I been winning before the tattoos
Way before my cash grew, I was dodging the fake
It is not a mistake
If you faulty I gotta skate, wait

I'll's my skill
Tryna build my mills (Why'd ya, Why'd ya, Why'd ya)
Kill my chill
So I had to get wheels like Hill (Ay)
Wheels like Hill (wheels)
Wheels like HIll (wheels)
Wheels like Hill (dear God)
So I had to get wheels like Hill (Ay)

Ready set go-o-o
Little work but feeling creds, know-o-o
Everybody see my check grow-o-o
So come a gold digger I'ma get low-o-o-o-o
Speed racer, believe I'ma erase ya
If you a cheese chaser and not a glee maker
Make her pleased is what I feed faker
She take a L to the hell I wouldn't pay ya to be my leave raker
I ain't running cause I'm scared of you honey
Running for happy 'cause you was always aware of new money
And that's cold like blue bunny
So from you I gotta shake
Girl ya traits ain't too great
Too late, I gotta brake, wait

I'll's my skill
Tryna build my mills (Why'd ya, Why'd ya, Why'd ya)
Kill my chill
So I had to get wheels like Hill (Ay)
Wheels like Hill (wheels)
Wheels like HIll (wheels)
Wheels like Hill (dear God)
So I had to get wheels like Hill (Ay)

Rock with too few, I blocks a new boo
Specially if she running with a prostitute crew
Gots to lose you 'cause thoughts are boo-boo
Poopoohead, she's a poopy face a cocky poo-poo
If she come and try to get my money
I'ma say the stuff to make her eyes runny
I bet she get nothing but straight lies from me
Wanna get with me 'cause they don't wanna die bummy
I got it and I ain't giving nothing to y'all man
I do the opposite of run the small pace
Seein' nothing but dirt spunned in y'all face
Got it but I ain't even begun to ball, wait

I'll's my skill
Tryna build my mills (Why'd ya, Why'd ya, Why'd ya)
Kill my chill
So I had to get wheels like Hill (Ay)
Wheels like Hill (wheels)
Wheels like HIll (wheels)
Wheels like Hill (dear God)
So I had to get wheels like Hill (Ay)

Nevermind Me lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Stevie Stone, Krizz Kaliko & Mackenzie Nicole)

[Tech N9ne:]
Yeah, well if you feel like I feel (Turn up)
Yeah, well if you feel like I feel (Clap it up)
Yeah, well if you feel like I feel (Stand up)
Yeah (I think that's lit enough)

[Stevie Stone:]
I woke up this morning, new attitude
Stirring up the pot, that's what I'ma do
Devil with me we contagious
City after city, almost famous (yeah, yeah)
I be, I be, I be, I be on that octane
Cocaine running through these dark veins
Clock when I drop, yeah I got this
Club packed, revvin' up the mosh pit
I'ma vibe too and will remind you, I got a line through
I got something that the people wanna vibe to
He'll show you just what my kind do
I done emptied and reloaded
Weekends be cloudy, turnt and everyone know it
Everybody beat the race if you 'bout it

[Krizz Kaliko & Mackenzie Nicole:]
Party like it's Night and Day
Living crazy is the only way
Get you where I got you when I'm on it
Bop it, lock it like you really want it
Oh, Hey!

[Mackenzie Nicole:]
I don't wanna ever have to pay bills again
Time for me to work, I think I'll call in
Everyday's a weekend so let's go
Don't know what I'm thinking of
I'm just lit, nevermind me

[Krizz Kaliko:]
Okay, kay, kay
My OG partners there's some Dominoes
Couple of beers, haters coming near I tell 'em vamanos
I want those, look like they got the ball, lit, I'm on those
Two right over there look like Becky without the good hair
Hold up, hold up, got two tickets to the gun show
Ain't nobody tripping, everybody's having fun so
It's like, it's like, it's like I'm at a office Christmas party
I done kissed a couple of people, I don't even know nobody
I'm just spilling my drink, threw up in the sink
And trying to get in her pink but what do ya think
They wanna be up in my face where my residue stink
But it's Friday, I ain't got no job, ain't got nothing to do
Take me to her place where I can't feel my face
Turn up

[Krizz Kaliko & Mackenzie Nicole:]
Party like it's Night and Day
Living crazy is the only way
Get you where I got you when I'm on it
Bop it, lock it like you really want it
Oh, Hey!

[Mackenzie Nicole:]
I don't wanna ever have to pay bills again
Time for me to work, I think I'll call in
Everyday's a weekend so let's go
Don't know what I'm thinking of
I'm just lit, nevermind me

[Tech N9ne:]
Bon-jon, every lady want Don-don
We don't want no cheer bitches
So you can leave yo pom-poms
With a necronomicon
Dressed up like I'm going to Comic-Con
And I keep that llama drawn
For the haters that go without like Ramadan
I'm Malcolm X, but outta my mouth comes sex
A lot of 'em doubt son's blessed
But I'm rippin' outcomes checked
I get it but never will I get got, no
Not a thing that gets hot blow
Like I'm living in shish kebab Shawshank Redemption
Shit KOD, go
Tecca Neezy, look at me and believe me
I'ma get all the peezies breeding me and it's easy
Once they get up on it, yeah they want it and never leave me
Cause I told them Mackenzie Nicole, Kali, and Stevie
Never find glee 'cause I know where the clever rhymes be
And I keep that better shine, make the cheddar climb
Baby, nevermind me

[Krizz Kaliko & Mackenzie Nicole:]
Party like it's Night and Day
Living crazy is the only way
Get you where I got you when I'm on it
Bop it, lock it like you really want it
Oh, Hey!

[Mackenzie Nicole:]
I don't wanna ever have to pay bills again
Time for me to work, I think I'll call in
Everyday's a weekend so let's go
Don't know what I'm thinking of
I'm just lit, nevermind me

Deevil Cookies (Skit) lyrics - Tech N9ne

[Tech N9ne (Godemis of CES Cru):]
What's that you got moving Godi?
(Oh, that's that Deevil cookies)
Deevil cookie?
(Yeah yeah yeah. It's kind of like Gorilla Glue, but it's that Deevil cookies)
Huh, I ain't never heard of that
(Oh man, yeah yeah yeah. You got a lighter?)
Is it good? Yeah yeah, I got you
(Okay let me see)

Some Good lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. J.L.)

[J.L.:]
Grade A ganja, burn til it's gone
Doja cologne, OG mist on
Calls to return, my to do list long
But I'm unconcerned, but can you do this blunt
Cloudy-eyed stroll, change up my schedule
I roll a couple of 'em up and look what it led to
Not no regular marijuana, that shit is special
Smell the odor, ain't non-smoker inhale a chestful
When I forget about what I gotta do today
Case of a random rap CD used as a doobie trey
Hit the end of the L and tap it til it get threw away
Try to fit the rest of this g of diesel into a J

Kief on my hands
Kush on my pants
Shift in my plans
Task to complete
But passin' some tree
Light that to some heat

I got places to go, people to see, things I should do, somewhere I could be but that's some good weed
Yeah, that's some good weed
You could tell by the look on my face
Ain't no way to hide that I smoke
And it smell as good as it taste
It's like Kush my cologne
Now, that's some good weed

[Tech N9ne:]
Cavi Cone, had me blown
Everyday Boombastic - Shaggy song
Make you wanna go and put some twerky patties on
After that you wanna serve your lady daddy long
Taking a cone of Gary Clark Jr. was pivotal
Me and Bouriqua told him, "careful this strain is critical"
They were hospitable, we got on their bus and lit a few
Picked up his new guitar, strumming sounded like syllables
I think I'm trippin', I think it's riffin'
It's talking to me saying words, and ain't no talking, just listenin'
Bus so cloudy I don't think nobody's suspicion is pointing at me twitching like smokey in the coup with chickens
Liftin' higher, so high I think I'm up with Christians
Out at they show they spirits only existing
Bumped into God and his aura is hella glistenin'
With Gary Clark's face with another spliff he was twistin'
Then I said "Woah, mane. I gotta go, mane that Cavi so strange" and I said that with no shame
I was lit up like propane, tripping over this dope strain
Gary say, "do you think the Cavi is mixed with cocaine?"
I don't know, I don't know
All I know is that it's super fire when I blow
He said thanks for the dough
I said, "have a good show" I was on one and I hope he didn't know

[J.L.:]
I got places to go, people to see, things I should do, somewhere I could be but that's some good weed
Yeah, that's some good weed
You could tell by the look on my face
Ain't no way to hide that I smoke
And it smell as good as it taste
It's like Kush my cologne
Now, that's some good weed

That's some good weed...
That's some good weed (that's some good weed)
That's some good weed (that's some good weed)
That's some good weed (that's some good weed)
That's some good weed (that's some good weed)

I got places to go, people to see, things I should do, somewhere I could be but that's some good weed
Yeah, that's some good weed
You could tell by the look on my face
Ain't no way to hide that I smoke
And it smell as good as it taste
It's like Kush my cologne
Now, that's some good weed

Reloaded lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Darrein Safron & Godemis)

[Darrein Safron:]
This that St. Louis shit
Bitch, I know you mad
Bitch, I know you mad

Come and say that to my face (Yeah)
Come and say that to my face (Skrrt)
I'm from the city of greats (Yeah)
We shooters that trap everyday
Look, you don't know nothing 'bout me, if you wanna learn Homie, please check where I stay
St. Louis like Nelly, eyy, look what you want, a nine or a K
Fuck all that talking, we mobbing and running commas up 'till the dollars is overflowing my pockets
I'm the plug, I'm the socket dawg, you can get it for the low
Got that Midas touch dawg everything gold
You a hater dawg, you should really check your clothes for bullet holes, I suppose
Lambos with butterfly doors, suggest you move over like transpose
You don't want the problem with Tech on the last song like

I know they hate it when I roll by
You talking shit that you don't know about
I cannot lose focus, they tryna blow my focus
I can feel the devil on me, I just reloaded

Reloaded, I'm a motherfuckin' soldier
Reloaded, I'm a motherfuckin' soldier
Reloaded, I'm a motherfuckin' soldier
Reloaded, reloaded

[Tech N9ne:]
They see me with women, that's glamorous
People think I'm polyamorous
When I go hippity-hop I hammer chicks
Never blowing bunk and bammer sticks
Muffed the milli and mind your manners, miss
Blood I get to blasting that blammer bitch
Action always acompanies an anarchist
Suckers slip up and stammer shit
But I like living life lovely and lantern lit, motherfucker
I am the Tech, I'm buying the jet
Lot of people are freaking out with maybe flying the vet
I am the check, no denying bitches crying for sex
Spying, dying, or wet, wanna put the N9ne in your neck
They really wanna deepthroat it
'Cause everything he quoted
Was devoted to making them miss it and decode it
Incredible fucking piece of what the C's and B's voted
The T's roguish and sees solace when reloaded

[Darrein Saffron:]
I know they hate it when I roll by
You talking shit that you don't know about
I cannot lose focus, they tryna blow my focus
I can feel the devil on me, I just reloaded

Reloaded, I'm a motherfuckin' soldier
Reloaded, I'm a motherfuckin' soldier
Reloaded, I'm a motherfuckin' soldier
Reloaded, reloaded

[Godemis:]
Niggas want me to go away
Pray to God I get 86'd
Unaware who they fucking with
From the looks of those baby dicks
Life's a bitch and her head game make most lames come crazy quick
Cash rules everything around me
Now you know what to pay me with
Wait, I don't know what could be matter with them
They want me to battle with them
It's all automatic, if Tech is clapping, I'm clapping with him
Ain't nothing but static, the homie Darrein had to hit him
And now I'm attacking the rhythm, back with the pattern
And that'll get 'em to admit that I literally gotta be one of the illest they ever heard with the bla bla
What the fuck y'all think, yeah my shit don't stink and they all pissed off we the ca-ca (damn) ha-ha

[Darrein Saffron:]
I know they hate it when I roll by
You talking shit that you don't know about
I cannot lose focus, they tryna blow my focus
I can feel the devil on me, I just reloaded

Reloaded, I'm a motherfuckin' soldier
Reloaded, I'm a motherfuckin' soldier
Reloaded, I'm a motherfuckin' soldier
Reloaded, reloaded

Bacon lyrics - Godemis, Brotha Lynch Hung & Murs

[Godemis:]
Yeah, huh
I ain't looking for a cosign, most say we okay
Killer and I'm in no time, and get away so O.J
No heroes, I slayed 'em
They counting sheep in that dirt nap
And they were unaware that I slayed 'em
Til I sprayed 'em with my worst raps
My first raps went spam Sammy with a grab bag of that been dope
Didn't realize back then when I was getting it in with my kinfolk
Revving up to go head to gut but no bread to cut
Gotta collect a check
Can't complain in this dirty game, it ain't entertaining no disrespect
Humble enough but what the fuck's up?
We R to the A to the W, uncut
You really think you're fucking with us numb nuts
Never pull a trigger hit a nigga with gun bust
Nonviolent, I'm nonviolent
My Holy Bible got bombs by it
Penciling, I get it in my friends and then I exit out of my pom pilots
Swear to God, I'm hella odd I got it
Smoking in the Shire like a hobbit
Kamikaze plane became a rocket
Life's a bitch I named Lorena Bobbitt
Rules are made to be broken
Nonetheless I never see none breaking
King slid do everything big
This king pig and nigga we go bacon

[Murs:]
Now this little piggy went to market
And this little piggy stayed home
But these three pigs right here had a bright idea
So they picked up the microphone
And the other little pigs got mad cause the niggas got hot
And they spot got taken
We said first of all we ain't concerned wit y'all
So we burnt 'em all and went bacon

[Brotha Lynch Hung:]
Everybody wanna be all up in it
One of these won a shivering game in front of me
Because I put him in a bad situation
That averaged I'm baking him up in a apron
And I got a lot of food on my plate, I can't call it
Drinking problem, see I'm a rapaholic
I'ma get particular vehicular homicide describes me
They say I got acid in my IV, I'm back where I need
Travis knows
I'ma get a little wily, twist some weed
Til my eyes like Chinese
This the B-L-H and I never been sick with a cellmate
Trust me, put it out in a cell grate
Back now, fans wanna tailgate
Unconnected smell the essence aching
Inhale it nigga we go bacon

[Murs:]
Now this little piggy went to market
And this little piggy stayed home
But these three pigs right here had a bright idea
So they picked up the microphone
And the other little pigs got mad cause the niggas got hot
And they spot got taken
We said first of all we ain't concerned wit y'all
So we burnt 'em all and went bacon

Now I'm the kid from Mid-City
I like fat asses and big titties
Got a bad bitch in her mid-fifties
Like to drop it low and pop a thizz with me
I'm a weird dude, I'm into weird shit
Got a long dick and my beard thick
That mean I rap good and I'm from the hood
I know them wack niggas don't wanna hear this
I'm fearless, like last night
Dropped in on a 30 foot half-pipe
Hit a 50-50 grind and was even more exciting because I did it while riding on a flashlight
Better act right or get your shit sprayed
Don't be no wack rappin' over this way
Hitters still no suave for the sensei
So I don't go bacon I go tempeh

And that, and that's like veggie bacon, nigga
It's like, tempehs veggie, I don't know
I don't eat pork, bro
But y'all get the fuckin' point man
Me, Lynch, and Godi, uh Strange Music
Yeah, fuck y'all
We don't go, we go bacon

Now this little piggy went to market
And this little piggy stayed home
But these three pigs right here had a bright idea
So they picked up the microphone
And the other little pigs got mad cause the niggas got hot
And they spot got taken
We said first of all we ain't concerned wit y'all
So we burnt 'em all and went bacon

Shoe Game lyrics - Krizz Kaliko & Mackenzie Nicole

[Krizz Kaliko & Mackenzie Nicole:]
Yeah
Kali baby on the left side, baby on the right side (Yeah)
Yeah (Cold World)
Baby girl on the left side, baby on the right side (Yeah)

[Mackenzie Nicole:]
This year is mine get your hand off the pie
I'm a good girl and I'm never a thot
People see me, think they know what I got
Well I got the money, just give me a shot (ayoo)
The way that I'm living, don't have to get used to
Money from the booth too, Strange life is beautiful (en fuego)
I'm somewhere thawn out from that cold
Live this way 'till I'm old
Stay on my toes

I stay on my toes, I stay on my toes
You don't have to tell me, I already know
Don't say it to me, just wait 'till I go
Shoe game, Liu Kang, stay on my toes
I stay on my toes, I stay on my toes
I stay on my toes, I stay on my toes
Don't say it to me, just wait 'till I go
Shoe game, Liu Kang, stay on my toes

[Krizz Kaliko:]
Look, well I ain't never been on TV
Nah, I maybe once, but I ain't never been on BET
Ain't no telling what they wanting
Tryna get the cake like Duncan
Ain't that somthin'
They get no frontin'
Me and Nina get it jumpin'
That's where we at, where we at, in case anybody say somethin'
See the way my bank account is set up, I got a checking and savings
Keep my foot on the gas and don't let up
Niggas so what is you saying?
Yeah I quit school but I rock chalk
I came here to ball
Ain't bout to argue with y'all, make y'all talk (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Since a lot of y'all and a few of us
I'm coming to get it now and I mean it nigga, I take the bus
You see me with baby girl, that's a check coming, we add that
In my Jordans, I'm on my toes
Y'alls froze, we clap back
Kali, baby

[Mackenzie Nicole:]
I stay on my toes, I stay on my toes
You don't have to tell me, I already know
Don't say it to me, just wait 'till I go
Shoe game, Liu Kang, stay on my toes
I stay on my toes, I stay on my toes
I stay on my toes, I stay on my toes
Don't say it to me, just wait 'till I go
Shoe game, Liu Kang, stay on my toes

From the left side baby to the right side baby
From the left side baby to the right side, you can tell when I walk in
And then I walk out, I
You can tell when I walk in
When I walk out, I
Stay on my toes
(From the left side baby to the right side baby)

The Answer lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Ces Cru & Krizz Kaliko)

[Krizz Kaliko:]
Yeah, I think they got me fucked up
Everybody better hold up
Cause they don't be feeling you like they feelin' me
And I think I'm the answer

[Ubiquitous:]
I really had to break it down
I really had to keep it simple
I had to run up and down the court watching y'all like the league official
I never had to keep a pistol
If I did shoot, I'd shoot to kill
Talk is talk and that's cheap to me
But nobody really know what I do for real
I am what I always been, white kid with the rapping skill
Maintain that I'm self-sustained
Still CES came as a package deal
Run shit like in track and field
I'll pass baton in decathlon
Search around and go find a verse where I came soft and I was slackin' on
Puff puff and I'll pass it on
My team strong and we here to win
Repping hard for the underground, I'm an emcee and a lyricist
Many men tried to mirror this
They was scheming on me like a pyramid
But they theory is full of bullet holes
Period point blank I shoulda known

[Krizz Kaliko:]
Yeah, I think they got me fucked up
Everybody better hold up
Cause they don't be feeling you like they feelin' me
And I think I'm the answer

[Tech N9ne:]
I rap until my tongues tired
I spit it like it's gun fire
Anybody tellin me I'm not the best it gotta be I wear a mask like an umpire
Sayin I should hang it up in music you're a plum liar
A dumb guy or you're a bum sire tellin me I'm inadequate knowing it's not anyone higher
(UP)
That is where I am bitch
Up in the clouds eating a industry sandwich look it I can spit cutting em up
And is fuck it I'm feelin funny bout fair weather fan shit
Kansas, City King has landed
Anything remotely close to nope when I quote you're choked with a velvet rope, Janet
Is he crazy? Sho Lia wicked like Fangoria
Fool is hatin cause he don't understand my communication, Nokia
Tecca N9na spit it so clear like Ho sheer
When I get to rippin this flow here
All the women go ta grabbin their crotch they all screamin OH DEAR!

[Krizz Kaliko:]
Yeah, I think they got me fucked up
Everybody better hold up
Cause they don't be feeling you like they feelin' me
And I think I'm the answer

Armed and dangerous
Kali baby, y'all can never hang with us
Y'all strange to us
Y'all niggas be gambling or rambling
Count another mil', it's chump change to us
I'm joking
If I'm N9ne I keep that pistol smoking
By design to find your prime time if their eyes open
Sign of the times ain't dependent on the rhymes
Quoted rockabye to smoking on the pipe but doing lines of cocaine
I don't rock that shit
I'ma drop that dime like they committed to crime on divine lines that I've spoken
So get up if you can get the picture
Only hurt ya if the shoe fits ya
I really can't stay on my time zone
I ain't user friendly word to iPhone
A different creature, every feature I get on is my song

Well I, Well I know you got me fucked up
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, better hold up
See they don't be feeling you like they feeling me
And I know I'm that answer

[Godemis:]
Too old for this bullshit
Zoned out, turned up
Your gross must pass through fire and that's why
I'm burned up
Hell all in my head, peace (Got a)
Gapin' hole in my heart too (But I)
Won't pray to no savior (Why?)
These days I'm too smart to
I ain't came up for no air yet
I put dough down on a fare bet
Niggas hood rich, I ain't there yet
But I got holes like a clarinet
And I jug lean and I pop pills
And they hate Dean 'cause I got skills
If these pussies don't shoot me, you can bet that the punk cops will
I give two shits about who's with you
Laugh loud when that boom hit you
On the role, like I'm too cripple
Getting twisted like two nipples
My soul's darker than nightride but no night light, I write all day
I get fancy with them blades in, and leave blood stains in the hallway

[Krizz Kaliko:]
Yeah, I think they got me fucked up
Everybody better hold up
Cause they don't be feeling you like they feelin' me
And I think I'm the answer

Watch out

Salute lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Murs & ¡MAYDAY!)

[Wrekonize:]
I don't give a fuck who it is
Anybody can get (anybody, absolutely)
Ya already know what it is
So don't ask

You wake up to find no cereal inside of your box
You got a problem, them Strange rhymers out on your block
So good morning, get it in like it's 30 below
Another ¡MURSDAY! is here to come and dirty your soul
You see the haters get the genitals
Back up off the minerals
Rolling with the general and high off that medical
Rolling all around the world and still rocking a flip phone
Hip hop to the death, two-stepping in every zip code

[Bernz:]
Pull up in the lot without my kin and crash a shindig
Bitch we on the clock and this is all official business
I been on the radio and shit has got ridiculous
Got me in the mood to cause some motherfucking mischief
Override the system, drugs with some sick kids
You know what we on, we tryna make the fucking hit list
Write a couple songs and live forever in your pictures
Pick another fight before the kick us out the exit

[Murs:]
Walk up in the party with our guns drawn
Might just leave a body on your front lawn
I don't give a fuck if they say we wrong
You better keep your hands up when they play this song
And keep your hands in the air
If you know the government don't care
If you got on $5 underwear
But you're feeling like a fucking millionaire
And can I get a hell yea? (Hell yeah)
Do It Big, Keep It Strange, don't care (Hell yeah)
Keep your eyes on the prize, don't share (Hell yeah)
Cuz we bout to take the crown this year (Hell yeah)

Second batter up, I never had a fuck
To give, if I did, shit, you was out of luck
I'm laser focused with mine like Scott Summers is
The Cyclops, X-Men, for you dumber kids
I read them funny books, they got the pictures in them
Still pull the thickest chick in the sickest denim
Then I spit this venom, like Eddie Brock does
Had the crowd raising eyebrows like The Rock does
Blood, Cuhs, it's all in the same gang
Just brothers in different colors, we need to change things
And this is Strange gang, talking 'bout my chain again
Mine's fine, I got it shined by my Asian friend
At the swap meet in the wrong hood
I'm the bad member but still make the song good
Good enough they had to sign me, better ask Trav
I'm fucking with these strong genetics like I'm in the lab

Walk up in the party with our guns drawn
Might just leave a body on your front lawn
I don't give a fuck if they say we wrong
You better keep your hands up when they play this song
And keep your hands in the air
If you know the government don't care
If you got on $5 underwear
But you're feeling like a fucking millionaire
And can I get a hell yea? (Hell yeah)
Do It Big, Keep It Strange, don't care (Hell yeah)
Keep your eyes on the prize, don't share (Hell yeah)
Cuz we bout to take the crown this year (Hell yeah)

[Tech N9ne:]
Gun is out, everybody running out
Hearing people scream and shout ("OH MY GOD HE'S GOT A GUN!!")
'Cause they run their mouth, they throwing this tongue about like having some kind of clout (It's negros, we better run)
He'on't want (he'ont want it)
He'on't need it (he'on't need it)
If they try to put a case on this, we gon' beat it (we gon' beat it)
Interrupted a groovy movie, so we said fuck it left it and ate at Ruby Tuesday's
Snotty white waitress said sorry, I'm so blunt
One of the homies singing YG's "Fuck Donald Trump"
And she said "Fuck Obama"
And we said "Fuck yo mama"
And your granny too, 'cause we would never touch your nana, bitch
Manager say we gotta leave
Not before I get a shot, I get it then I'm appeased
And he said "No"
So I got somebody shot off the bar quick, lifted it up and said "Here's to you sucking my dick"

[Murs:]
Walk up in the party with our guns drawn
Might just leave a body on your front lawn
I don't give a fuck if they say we wrong
You better keep your hands up when they play this song
And keep your hands in the air
If you know the government don't care
If you got on $5 underwear
But you're feeling like a fucking millionaire
And can I get a hell yea? (Hell yeah)
Do It Big, Keep It Strange, don't care (Hell yeah)
Keep your eyes on the prize, don't share (Hell yeah)
Cuz we bout to take the crown this year (Hell yeah)

Fish In A Pita lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Krizz Kaliko)

[Krizz Kaliko:]
Got me fired up
Might wanna keep that tied up
Get up (get up)
And get goin' right now
Ain't feelin' right, feelin' wrong right now, hold up
Don't need her, don't need ya, won't eat ya
Fish in a pita
Alright then (alright)
I ain't trippin', I'm slidin', wait a minute

[Tech N9ne:]
She pulled up in car at the crib
This was way before the Nina was a star and I lived
At my Granny's, the girl that stepped out the car she was a whammy
Tight jean shorts, no panties, and her booty was uncanny
Went to school together, how 'bout some food endeavors
I wrote it smooth in a letter
She wrote back cool, whenever
So this is the day
Hopped in the car wit' her to a kissin' display
Later for eatin' now I'm on a mission to spray, okay
Hopped in the backseat
Movin' toward her with that heat
Between her legs, the wings are spread
I'm yearnin' for that cat meat
I'm wishin' to beat her
But I got sniffin' her skeeter
Through her clothes
I quit because she had the fish in the pita, ugh

[Krizz Kaliko:]
Got me fired up
Might wanna keep that tied up
Get up (get up)
And get goin' right now
Ain't feelin' right, feelin' wrong right now, hold up
Don't need her, don't need ya, won't eat ya
Fish in a pita
Alright then (alright)
I ain't trippin', I'm slidin', wait a minute

[Tech N9ne:]
Big chick, pretty face
Okay I wanted to find out how them huge titties taste
Can't remember what city, state
I wanted the kitty space
But I did this dizzy date on the bus after my show with a bigly shaped
Bitch, kissin' on me, chick is only
They told my hissin' homies
Dissin' on me, ya'll trippin', nigga this a pony
They laughin' while I'm dashin' to the back
Finna be smashin' my pretty fat friend
Till her ass need a aspirin (hol' up)
Strippin' down, my dick is now (swole up)
Smells a fish and now my stick outta commission how (tore up)
I assume she hate to groom, funk illuminates the womb
Can't believe she let fish in the pita fumigate the room, ugh

[Krizz Kaliko:]
Got me fired up
Might wanna keep that tied up
Get up (get up)
And get goin' right now
Ain't feelin' right, feelin' wrong right now, hold up
Don't need her, don't need ya, won't eat ya
Fish in a pita
Alright then (alright)
I ain't trippin', I'm slidin', wait a minute

[Tech N9ne:]
If she sit on your lap and she got jeans on
And you smell that fish in the pita
She ain't a bring home
That really mean the stream wrong
It seems strong to be comin' through her garments
So why would you want that fishy cream on your ding dong
Some women need just to stop treating their twats cheaply
If that's between you we're not eating it's not freaky
So stop mistreating you're not feeding me hot meaty
Fish in a pita leaking to ziti, or tzatziki, ugh
I know you women thinkin' this awful
But you know who you are and you're livin' unlawful (if you're stinkin')
Fellas I don't know if anybody eva' taught you (fish in the pita)
It's hard as hell to clean it up off you
Jesus

Hey man, what's happinin'?

[Krizz Kaliko:]
Alright then (alright)
I ain't trippin', I'm slidin', wait a minute

Mo' Ammo lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Murs & Rittz)

[Murs:]
I'm in my bass pro camo, lookin' like a Rambo
Military sack strapped with some Roman candles
I 'bout to light it up like it's Independence Day
I do it underground, that's the independent way
I got a dinner date, I'm ten minutes late
With this chick that I met up on the internet
I mean the internet, I mean that fucking app
I mean a meth head, I met her in the fucking trap (huh?)
No, what the fuck is that?
I met her at a show (oh)
I'm like Jeezy, selling tickets like it's fucking snow
Or like I'm Yeezy, selling Yeezys, I'll be God damned
You gotta buy these VIP tickets, understand?
I mean a stream is just a dream unless you are front row
A million views, we lookin' good, but no dough
I'm in the booth whippin' merch like I'm in the kitchen
Strange Music going stupid, it's your new addiction

We got guns, dope, clips for mo' ammo
Rambo like a quarter key inside the door panel
Put your ear to the speaker, get you high
Don't this music feel like you can fly?
Guns, dope, clips for mo' ammo
Rhymin' like a quarter key inside the door panel
Put your ear to the speaker, get you high
Don't this music feel like you can fly?

[Rittz:]
Lord, you ain't give me my props yet, you late as fuck
I like to think that I'm top five like Jada' does
Speeding past these rappers like they traffic cops with radar guns
And counting so much money that my fingertips got papercuts
You play and talk to me, you sweet as lemonade or punch
Can't you say that captain saved a slut, I met your lady once
We fucked and now it turned to a weekly visit
Got her hooked like I was deep sea fishing
And she means business, she says she love to ride it all night
I really get head and she got suction like Dyson Upright
I seen the sunlight, woke up and play some Maxwell
She open wide and sat still
I fucked her throat and filmed it, now that's what I call a gag reel
Again and again we win, while all you do is catch Ls
My father ain't a farmer but his son became a cash cow
Revolvers on as fuck if you a boxer or a blackbelt
Should've packed, yeah
Go back on my double time shit and I bet you I spazz out

[Murs:]
We got guns, dope, clips for mo' ammo
Rhymin' like a quarter key inside the door panel
Put your ear to the speaker, get you high
Don't this music feel like you can fly?
Guns, dope, clips for mo' ammo
Rhymin' like a quarter key inside the door panel
Put your ear to the speaker, get you high
Don't this music feel like you can fly?

[Tech N9ne:]
Growedd with killas who rolled with Milla's some soulless niggas who go get liquor then blow spliffs with ya popo suspicious we sold tricks fixes to hold big riches these roguish wishes is so ridiculous
Bogus bitches you Ho's fictitious and Low with glitches the Dough made you notice DIBKIS (I gotta stop)
Flows is gifted I get throwed get twisted then bro gets wicked when I spit I'm bout to kill em and a soul is lifted (That nigga hot)
My rap assignment give the industry an alignment rapper's ain't goin straight no mo'
Image really need refinement let a nigga help recreate yo flow, and I'm gon' design it to make mo' dough shake mo Ho's hey bro bro, this that N9ne shit! trippin! (why?)
Cause I been drinkin like a camel, (yeah?)
Tried to play me like a piano, (yeah?)
Now I'm about to go Rambo packin' mo' ammo nigga!

[Murs:]
We got guns, dope, clips for mo' ammo
Rambo like a quarter key inside the door panel
Put your ear to the speaker, get you high
Don't this music feel like you can fly?
Guns, dope, clips for mo' ammo
Rambo like a quarter key inside the door panel
Put your ear to the speaker, get you high
Don't this music feel like you can fly?

Stone Interviews (Skit) lyrics - Tech N9ne

[Stevie Stone:]
So, when was the beginning of Tech N9ne?

[Tech N9ne:]
The name "Tech N9ne" was born in '88 on the corner of 56th and Michigan in Kansas City, Missouri. I recorded my first song called "The Newbury" there that reached Frozen Image Productions in '91. That's the year that Solé took me on my first plane ride to the BRE Convention in New Orleans. And when I returned to KC I started recording hella with Frozen Image. Which lead to me doing Black Expo shows in our city, like where pretty much the first Technicians were born, consisting of gangstas and college kids first. Those shows helped me get other shows in my town, like at Grand Emporium and Party House and eventually winning a rap contest to open up for E.P.M.D. at the Camp Arena

Lowdown lyrics -Tech N9ne (feat. Darrein Safron & Ubiquitous)

[Darrein Safron:]
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh
Oh

[Darrein Saffron:]
Yeah, we gon' run far outside in time
Oh, never do lie, never do lie
I never do lie
I put this on my soul to see your face light up
Get them epople out he way
Anytime they like, break out them chains

Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh
Oh

Yeah they wanna keep us low down
Yeah they wanna keep us low down
Yeah they wanna keep us low down
Yeah they wanna keep us low down
Yeah

[Tech N9ne:]
Mamma would have killed me (Christ)
Stepdaddy would have killed me (Islam)
If they both knew I chose a side
That would put me off up in a ride
With bloodthirsty killers inside
For my nigga Scoob, riding with the whoopty whop
To try to shoot the block then when the Uzi flocks
And this nigga named Crazy one day robbed my homie with his babies
For a lot of gravy got saved we
Found nobody to put on the news
Flame scatter brain splatter look like Jamba Juice
And we all intelligent but this shit is irrelevant
When they rob a real one for the hell of it
Yeah we dawn to shoot
Cause we coming from the ghetto
Where you can die over jealousy or dinero
Women not having had extended like a sombrero
KC we never hesitating to let the metal go
And they bring us down to they level
And they taking fifty rounds from a rebel
That's the sound of the Devil's semen
Spreading round making little ones
And mamma's on the ground cause they killed her son, grieving
Yeah I chose a side but I flow now
It don't matter Nina, it can still be a showdown
Anywhere you go now
So you better stand yo ground
Cause they don't wanna see you climbing
They wanna keep you low down

[Darrein Safron:]
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh
Oh

Yeah they wanna keep us low down
Yeah they wanna keep us low down
Yeah they wanna keep us low down
Yeah they wanna keep us low down
Yeah

[Ubiquitous:]
They wanna see me falling like the rain drops
It's not that I won't, but I can't stop
Keep my brain locked on the game
Put the pad away when the paint stop
Cause they don't care if you slang rocks
All on the same block
Even if you're in Adelaide or in Bangkok
Bussin, spreading your city name like Chiddy Bang
But really they were sleeping and unaware of what it became
What will it take
I'm building my way into real estate
While you Philly steaks children get really baked
I'm here to facilitate a setting to celebrate over Dilla J
Silver gorilla, mister vanilla face kill the brake
A beat drop and you feel the bass, exhilarating
Sleep on me, I'll slip in your pillowcase
They wanted me to gate the buzz that we generate
And give us as little pay as possible any given day
They want us low down, dirty and shitty shame
Cause if anybody profound go head and give me thanks

[Darrein Safron:]
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh
Oh

Yeah they wanna keep us low down
Yeah they wanna keep us low down
Yeah they wanna keep us low down
Yeah they wanna keep us low down
Yeah

Morning Till The Nightfall lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Rittz, Krizz Kaliko & Wreckonize)

[Rittz:]
I feel so good
Yeah, let's go

We ain't rockin' no shell toes
Fly Giuseppes, got brimstones on my Velcro
Strapped, lookin' like Michael Jackson walkin'
Don't be mad at me because you let yourself go
My gat too big to let my belt show
(But you got a gold belt on?) Hell no
But these chicks think I'm rich, they be screamin' Rittz when I'm on stage, let me get a Chippendales show
Got real dough, 18 karats on my deed, I see my future clear
Been all around the world here's a souvenir
I'm in Aruba with the coolest scuba gear (you mean scuba gear?)
Yeah homie, dive in, I be in the penthouse in Sydney
Chillin' on the balcony, grillin' out
No more Applebees, eatin' Wafflehouse, or Denny's (what you even havin' for dinner?)
No, I'm so 2017 (right)
Call me Young Johnny, call me Lil' Rittz
Even if I'm broke you could still feel rich
Hundred dollar bills, and the millions, brilliance
Gotta show Brazilians (Rittz keep it real, pimp)
Even when you feel pinned to the ground
Ceilings can be broke through, old school
Gold tooth, shinin' when I'm smiling you can get a little glimpse

I went from strugglin' every day to gettin' dough
People said I'd never make it, I should let it go
I was holdin' my convulsion knowin' I was next to blow
Everybody, every day, and we be fresh from head to toe
From mornin' to the nightfall
From the mornin' to the nightfall (aw, yeah)
Mornin' to the nightfall
I'm higher than a fly ball shinin' like a light bulb
From the mornin'

[Krizz Kaliko (Tech N9ne):]
Am I broke? No
Can I get the paper by the boatload?
Doing him a favor when I'm rockin' out later
Alligator on my shoes and boots
And new suit mean new recruits, ya dig?
('Cause you a pimp?) Well I think I is
I get drunk and I think I is
I like to drink my whiskey in a tall glass with a short straw
They pay me but they short ya'll (Okay)
I boat costa from Costa Rica
Better get the holes open, it's supposed to freak ya
They ain't 'sposed to see ya, they 'sposed to be ya
A chariot on my penis (Whatchu mean by that?)
Rojo, when I chose to be a, never lovin' no hoes, never goin' there
But I'ma shoto, can get everything, I rock a Manolo
But it's a no no, don't take that picture like a photo
(I see you bro)
Then get the pot and go Doe Doe quick
I get O's from the Pogo stick (They think they all so slick)
They call Rittz while we both go pimpin'
Our names on the oval blimpin'
And it's so simple, they bow to us both like temples
Our names are all in they dentals (All ya'll ballin' now, huh?)
But we don't pay no rent and all I know is I went

[Rittz:]
I went from strugglin' every day to gettin' dough
People said I'd never make it, I should let it go
I was holdin' my convulsion knowin' I was next to blow
Everybody, every day, and we be fresh from head to toe
From mornin' to the nightfall
From the mornin' to the nightfall (aw, yeah)
Mornin' to the nightfall
I'm higher than a fly ball shinin' like a light bulb
From the mornin' to the nightfall

[Wrekonize:]
See me workin', I've been waitin' on the high call
Been away from home for so goddamn long but nobody ever tell me that my hyped called
This is the path I've been bustin' my ass to keep on and get loose (word)
Waitin' for moments like this since way back when I was just a youth
Back then it was carnival, with a couple bars you could top it all
Spit shine on the track call me Armor All
And walk off with a life size Barbie doll, I'm like damn
My degree in high school came a couple clicks late
But I never took a break and I never changed pace
Lookin' back I never thought I would be livin' this great
(You mean you rich?) Well not exactly
I mean I'm in a band, I don't mean like Backstreet
I mean we juice it like a bunch a Russian athletes
All full of acne at a fuckin' track meet
You be thinkin' that I made it over night, you may wanna check in on the right call
None of it is oversight, if you don't believe me you just wait until the nightfall

[Rittz:]
I went from strugglin' every day to gettin' dough
People said I'd never make it, I should let it go
I was holdin' my convulsion knowin' I was next to blow
Everybody, every day, and we be fresh from head to toe
From mornin' to the nightfall
From the mornin' to the nightfall (aw, yeah)
Mornin' to the nightfall
I'm higher than a fly ball shinin' like a light bulb
From the mornin' to the nightfall

Take You Down lyrics - Mackenzie Nicole, Ryan Bradley & Stevie Stone

[Mackenzie Nicole:]
You shouldn't take it lightly
When you see me eyeing you
Like I wanna see you lying
Beside me watching every breath
Yeah, you love me to death
It's sad it's what you said
Oh, I know you
So what you wanna do
Knowing fully that I can't waste time
Now before you change your mind

It's mine for the taking
I just wanna take you down
Been so much time in the making
I can feel you giving now
I can feel you
I can feel you

[Ryan Bradley:]
Brushing over your lips
Girl I can't control this
You know it's hard for me to be alone
Everything you said keeps running through my head
No hesitation, don't keep me waiting
Cause you know I'm barely hanging on
Take my love, take all my love until it's gone

[Ryan Bradley (Mackenzie Nicole):]
It's mine for the taking
I just wanna take you down
Been so much time in the making
I can feel you giving now
I can feel you
I can feel you

[Stevie Stone:]
Yeah, one touch, one scent, all it takes to have me convinced
Think about you when I'm not around you
Who would have thought it would have came to this
Cause you mine now, any time now
I'm gonna lie now cause it's making sense
And when I see you smile there's no mistaking this
So what do we do, feed to
Eye to eye you can read through
Sell the world we can breach through
My intentions just to please you
And it's fading now, no wait
Same way for me, navigate
End the line this love statement
This all mine so I got to take it

[Mackenzie Nicole:]
It's mine for the taking
Been so much time in the making
It's mine for the taking
I just wanna take you down
Been so much time in the making
I can feel you giving now
I can feel you
I can feel you
It's mine for the taking
I just wanna take you down
Been so much time in the making
I can feel you giving now

[Ryan Bradley:]
Oh I can feel you
I can feel you
I can feel you

Interview 2 (Skit) lyrics - Tech N9ne

(Dominion...)

Frozen Image had connections with a group from our city called uh Lo-Key who were signed to Jimmy Jam and Terry Lewis. And that's how I got my deal with Jimmy Jam and Terry in 1993. Got released from that in '95, started working with Midwestside Records in '96. That got me a deal with Quincy Jones in '97. Moved to LA that summer, came back to KC in '98. Started doing music with my childhood homies 57 RDV's. Started doing shows with them in our area like LU Homecoming and venturing out to Top City, then Denver and Dallas. Met Trav in '99, started doing Strange Music in 2000. Released Anghellic that year, and it spread like crazy. We started doing hella shows in our city, and surrounding cities

Jesus And A Pill lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Prozak & Krizz Kaliko)

[Tech N9ne:]
Trying to search for zen
On this dying Earth we're in
No denying my thirst for skin
With the heat frying, the curse begins

My taste carrier seeks the blood of an angel, how can I mangle?
Make terrier teeth from straight tearing on meat
Yates buried her deep, I don't wanna eye everything, die like the great barrier reef!
It's a bad moon, mad gloom, giving stab wounds
Sucking a soul up like a vacuum
Monkey, apes, and baboons in the classroom
Wanting to be upper class and cash coons, that's doom
Then I woke up, choked up
Glad it was a dream and now I wanna go pick a lotus
But the grass is low cut, no fluff
Wish I could say hocus pocus
With the bees and pollen in focus
So the food we need isn't bogus
Fake feedings, race leading to death
Everybody's race leading great eating's for breath
Dreams based on real spill quick to leave you in a chill
Told my doctor this, he said I need Jesus and a pill

[Tech N9ne & Krizz Kaliko:]
See, it doesn't matter what I want
I think what is done is done
Everything is dead to me
Losing my ability, to be
In touch with reality
Oh, I need Jesus and a pill!

[Krizz Kaliko:]
I wake up to a new day
Then it all comes crumbling down
I don't wanna be here anyway
Oh, here it comes again

[Prozak:]
Taking a journey through the depths of my psychosis
Multiple personalities adamantly ferocious
At first in agony, anger to cope a closed fist
And run a sign of caution if you try to approach bitch
A mental breakdown, suffocating with hate now
No escape for heavensake, there ain't nobody safe now
I'm thinking of killing 'em all, afterlife I'm sending 'em off
Outta line, outta time, so out of my mind and outta control
Tell me why am I thinking these thoughts
Skin burning at the sign of a cross
Somebody help me I think that I'm lost
Edge of insanity I have been tossed
Mayday, got a man down, better pray for safe space now
Stay away or become prey when I rampage and I spray rounds
Pharmaceutical holocaust, A little bit lyrical Molotov
Serial killer like Michael with a knife and the rifle I'm psyched and I'm popping off
So let me say this, you don't wanna say shit
End up another screaming victim on my playlist

[Tech N9ne & Krizz Kaliko:]
See, it doesn't matter what I want
I think what is done is done
Everything is dead to me
Losing my ability to be
In touch with reality
Oh, I need Jesus and a pill!

[Krizz Kaliko:]
How can I be so chewed out
Anything could help me now
I wanna believe you
And if I fall
God helps all

[Tech N9ne & Krizz Kaliko:]
Everything is dead to me
Losing my ability to be
In touch with reality
Oh, I need Jesus and a pill!

Angels In The Playground lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Stevie Stone & Krizz Kaliko)

[Stevie Stone:]
Hearing angels in the playground
Took some time to figure out
Gots to be yours
Yeah, I'm talking to you now
Though you're not around
Still be hearing ya, your voice

Time never gave us
No my daddy wasn't famous
Bout a thousand miles between us
Didn't let go until he seen us
It's a bittersweet melody
[?] I'm spreading this legacy
I said it brings out the better me
But I could feel your spirit, I hope it never leaves
I got a home
See sometimes in life I'm walking feeling lonely
I got some answers that I'm seeking you and know it
And I would trade it all if I could get a moment
With you

Angels in the playground
Took some time to figure out
Gots to be yours
Yeah, I'm talking to you now
Though you're not around
Still be hearing ya, your voice

[Tech N9ne:]
Didn't really wanna talk about it cause if people laughed and told me I was crazy it would make me act so violently
Cause when mama chose a cloud to flee
That night I saw the moon smile at me
At first I thought I'm going crazy
Then the smile got bigger and I felt that pretty lady's
(spirit spirit spirit spirit spirit spirit) now it's with me daily
Now I can feel that extra energy when the motion light Comes on inside my closet that don't hinder me
Cause I'm hoping what I'm finna see
Gonna be my mama not the enemy

[Stevie Stone:]
Angels in the playground
Took some time to figure out
Gots to be yours
Yeah, I'm talking to you now
Though you're not around
Still be hearing ya, your voice

[Tech N9ne:]
Energy never dies, it transfers
Can you tell him extra I got mine and I am hers
No longer a damper with God it's no slanders
But I wish I could see her again
Try to peek in heaven for a gander
And tell her thank you
For putting a name to this twisted brain
You always remain true
Now that your pains through
My dreams came true
And yes I blame who?
Her middle name Sue
And the song stopped
And now I look at life another way now
People need each others help to love, no need to stay frown
First I thought my mother's death would cease forever laid down
She's with me for real the globe is now my angel's playground, yeah

[Stevie Stone:]
Angels in the playground
Took some time to figure out
Gots to be yours
Yeah, I'm talking to you now
Though you're not around
Still be hearing ya, your voice

[Krizz Kaliko:]
See, you've given me life
I can't repay you but I
Keep singing praise, I mean
All the way up to you
I wish that I could say what's up to you
I feel a spirit and it must be you
I know that spirits (sprit spirit spirit) must be real (spirit spirit spirit)
See there's no other way to explain what I feel

Interview 3 (Skit) lyrics - Tech N9ne

2001 we did a lot of touring. 2002 we went on the Sprite Liquid Mix Tour with Jay-Z, 3-11, Talib, N.E.R.D., Hoobastank and more. That tour started us even more Technicians that were into more like rock, metal and even more mainstream fans. Then we got voted to go on the Wicked Wonka Tour with I.C.P., Bone Thugs, and K.M.K., by I.C.P.'s fans called Juggalos in 2003. But Juggalos were a hard crowd to crack because we were newcomers to their world. So when we did that first week on that tour, we would hit the stage, and the first three rows of people would have they backs turned to us. We never experienced anything like that, so we was like, "what the fuck?" 'Til our first song hit like, "Stamina, I be damned if I ever be," and we watched slowly, night after night, everybody in those rows started turning around, you know what I'm saying, and partying with us. So after we got them on board, were all the other Technicians. We've been converting fans ever since no matter what they genre. And our goal since day one has been world domination. It's happening

(Strange Music, Dominion, 2017)

Cold Piece Of Work (Preview) lyrics - Tech N9ne

T9X is what they sniffin' when Tech Nina get to spittin'
My position is givin' 'em a hell of an addiction
On these scripts and they be itchin'
Find the good dope that I be dishin' out for the listenin'
That's why I'm constantly cookin' off in the kitchen
Nigga I'm Mr. Molly, when Nina shit hits her body
It takes her and gets her naughty
Fella mixed it with liquor prolly
She'll love you and lick your lolly
Taking me is her hobby
She flipping through my discography, nigga
Then she swallow me, nigga...

The Storm (2016)


 















Godspeed lyrics - Tech N9ne

Kingdom!
From this day on
I will never - force - anything good
Down anybody's throat
Now before I start spazzin'
I'm a speak in a language
That the majority
Will understand

Niggas see me shinin'
They know Tech N9nna the best at the rhymin'
Yeah, but they ain't buyin'
Strange Music flyin'
We steady climbin'
I'm still a wanted man
I get a hunnid band
Still I do Summer Jam
Woah!
Tecca N9ne milla'
Kansas City Killa'
Turn up!

Bubblin' up with it because a nigga be gassin'
Enemy know that I'm ready for action
No matter the money we gotta go dummy and with' it so nigga what's happenin'
I really come and I do it with passion
Whenever I'm in the booth I real as ramen and juicy juice
And the vomit induced when the onyx been poop
Regroup and spin this shit
Learnin' this level of linguistics
Lot of you who lose it love lickin' limp bizkits
And I am done
Tryna shine a star of Donnie to the people like "fuck this nigga"
Soundin' will as Farrakhan he
Never can raise this bar upon me
I am on par with omni
Kill every thing in sight before the light say habari gani
Longevity, haters don't wan' credit me
When I'm steadily reachin' people like mom said I'd be
They on heavily, like it be gone medically
When I'm bustin' on this bitch in the street like Ron Jeremy
This song's therapy, strong genetically, bomb palms red if he's blond
Here to be 'nouncin' The Don's pedigree
I'm a 'gnac linguist
With' a black penis
I can act meanest
'Cause I'm a rap genius
Keepin' 'em crack fiendish
Praise K.O.D. please
For blowin' up himself like his last name was [Yaziz?]
No kryptonite, I'm a be Superman, makin' Zod leave
Thinkin' you're gonna do better, you're puffin' the odd trees
(Godspeed)

Everybody know us
We ain't gotta say it
They know can't nobody hold us
Maybe 'cause the flow screams
Kansas City Killa
Ain't no coming from the shoulder
Strikin' like a cobra
(Kansas City!)
Lightin' up the dough
We gonna blow just like I told ya'
Steady getting mo' green
Killa!
City!
Soldier!
(TURN UP!)

Low IQ listeners they bashin'
Lightweight keeping me flashin'
I don't think they ready for the murder for the slashin'
From MMM chopping em up in pieces in a wicked fashion
Not a nigga left, why you triggered then
From the hottest spitta, fought a bigger Tech
How ya figured that
How ya gonna test a hobbler
Shoulda' stayed behind the candlelight bruh
The God does damage to who's talking fucking bologna (bologna)
About who the best, from my crew the threat
From here to Budapest, this how you shoot the tech
I'm a forever be ripping you never be up and ahead of me
'Cause I'm a shooter be it through the neck
Shake it till it open make a milli' man I did it and I blew the check
For Pete's sake
This music is gleamin', but because all of the streamin' will never reach cake
Good thing we didn't get our piece late, we straight
Se7en this beats great, shoulda' probably did it with Keith Ape
This is for the villains
Kansas City livers stackin' paper to the ceilin'
And fuck how they feelin'
If they hate the way we movin' 'cause we really make a killin'
Make your broad leave
'Cause she diggin' me and my niggas we get it open like five keys
Knock it out like the Ali's, but to you she was a raw tease
Not another soul will rock whenever the K.O.D. breathes
(Godspeed)

Everybody know us
We ain't gotta say it
They know can't nobody hold us
Maybe 'cause the flow screams
Kansas City Killa
Ain't no coming from the shoulder
Strikin' like a cobra
(Kansas City!)
Lightin' up the dough
We gonna blow just like I told ya'
Steady getting mo' green
Killa!
City!
Soldier!
(TURN UP!)

Ooh, Godspeed
If you think you're brave enough then come and try me!
I kill everything in sight
People hate that the number one is related
To the greatest
Independent favorite
That made it, hella rippin' up stages
And gave it everything in pages
And gainin' real amazing wages
Double eight day with Travis
Integrated now as the latest hits
Fuckin' right nigga!
We came up from the gutter
To lots of butter, I put that on Uncle Ike nigga!
Thanks to Carter and Maudie, N9ne was born!
Now everybody on the globe gonna have their eye on
The Storm!

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