I Caught Crazy! (4Ever) lyrics - Tech N9ne

(Forever and ever, and ever, and ever)

This is for those

(Forever)

That can relate

(Forever and ever, and ever, and ever)

Don't hide it

(Forever)

C'mon

I don't think anything helps

(Crazy)

But fuck being anything else

(Made me)

The animal that I became to be

That'll go really insane with these

Wicked ideas in front of the people without being nervous they lovin the killa they came to see

Even though he's fucked up

Mentally

Back in the day I was down it was nothing but tough luck

Sent to me

Talking to myself and I learned to talk backwards (ish)

Took that thing and I put it in a raw rap verse

(Ah)

It worked

It's perks

(But)

It hurts

(What)

It irks

Flying but I'm sinking cause the crazy things I'm thinking got you sleeping in hearse

(My brain)

Is cursed

Closed in this hell

But my soul isn't stale

Isn't failed so sinister gotta ghost in a shell

Why

Did it fit so perfect when I was young I didn't cry

When it hit me like

I

Caught

Crazy

And I plan on keepin that shit

(Forever and ever, and ever, and ever)

Inside of me I do believe this sits

(Forever)

I

Caught

Crazy

And I plan on keepin that shit

(Forever and ever, and ever, and ever)

Inside of me I do believe this sits

(Forever)

If you ain't some type of crazy (you ain't shit)

Facts

You keep the fake up front then push the real shit to the back

The point I'm trying to make is if you faking that is so shady

But my crazy gainst yo crazy

Whoa baby

Catch it then you very grim

Like no

Other motha fucka just rap to win you bury them

Die though

They going to have to pack in then carry him

Bye bro

Killed him cause Imma African American psycho

C'mon

I was born this way

And a star was born that day

Crazy

And I

Love it

Embracing my loco

Saving my life and I'm sharp as a knife when I'm ripping and letting my flow go

Keepin it till I die

But my music's forever gonna fly

And I'm thankful that I caught it like

I

Caught

Crazy

And I plan on keepin that shit

(Forever and ever, and ever, and ever)

Inside of me I do believe this sits

(Forever)

I

Caught

Crazy

And I plan on keepin that shit

(Forever and ever, and ever, and ever)

Inside of me I do believe this sits

(Forever)

Hell yeah

(Forever and ever, and ever, and ever)

I ain't ashamed of that

(Forever)

I'm proud of it

(Forever and ever, and ever, and ever)

Forever baby

(Forever)

Forever crazy

EDI's lyrics - Tech N9ne

Popped a EDI

Now I'm zonin bumpin makaveli

Got her ready to squat the wetty on my machete

Cause lots of feti

Her chops are steady bitch

Akinyele

Ten will sit me in

Then the shit begins

Win the dick

We blend a bitch see yin and quickly sin

Cause we the scheisse

This shit in Germany

I'm lit and burnin like back in the day when I was trippin Sherman

A lotta water we stop the lottery

I do not agree

With blockin dollars

We shot to prodigy and hot commodity

Twenties

Give me

That thing they call veggie blown

Henny

In me

That mean I'm already gone

Many

Shimmies

From the hoes with medi moans

When he's

Grinny

That be when the EDI's on

I just popped a EDI

High but choppa ready

I just popped a EDI

Why you off the reggie

(EDI's)

My click is on

(EDI's)

My bitch is on

(EDI's)

We lit we on

EDI's

EDI's

EDI's

EDI's

EDI's

My click is on

(EDI's)

My bitch is on

(EDI's)

We lit we on

EDI's

EDI's

EDI's

EDI's

EDI's

Pretty litty sippin Macallan whiskey

25th she

Run you 2,000 crispy's

Split these

Quickly

Break it down 50/50

Swiftly lift me

Nigga fly like a frisbee

I cannot walk when I'm off on a 20

I just wanna rest no talkin to any

I have a party the boss he got plenty

So all the bitches wanna cough up the Winnie

Pooh tang

You bang

That'll have a nigga wanna do things

Ew brain

To wang

Beautifully when I'm on a chew strain

Gummies

Hit us

Fastest on the realer fam

Funny

Giggla

Laughing on until the AM

Dummy

Nigga

Stack em on and feel a dwamn

Hunid

Milla's

That shit almost killed a man

I just popped a EDI

High but choppa ready

I just popped a EDI

Why you off the reggie

(EDI's)

My click is on

(EDI's)

My bitch is on

(EDI's)

We lit we on

EDI's

EDI's

EDI's

EDI's

EDI's

My click is on

(EDI's)

My bitch is on

(EDI's)

We lit we on

EDI's

EDI's

EDI's

EDI's

EDI's

Off in a get together

When popular with the cheddar

You poppin and sippin better

You stop at a vixen let her

Hop on the dick and get her

On throbbin I get you wetter

I'm saucin I hit then dead her

We bossin not missin ever

We keep a dummy amout of the feti bruh

Don't try to sun me my clown'll come bury ya

Pass me a gummy I'm down and I'm ready sir

When I'm low and I'm grumpy the sound'll be EDI up

I just popped a EDI

High but choppa ready

I just popped a EDI

Why you off the reggie

(EDI's)

My click is on

(EDI's)

My bitch is on

(EDI's)

We lit we on

EDI's

EDI's

EDI's

EDI's

EDI's

My click is on

(EDI's)

My bitch is on

(EDI's)

We lit we on

EDI's

EDI's

EDI's

EDI's

EDI's

F.T.I. 2.0 lyrics - Tech N9ne

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha

When the monster you created

Comes back to bite you in the ass

What I say in this disclosure (What?)

Y'all are stupid, you get shoulder (Hah)

Cause your plan was to get over

Since the days of Victrola

All the years of straight lies and deprivin’

Now I'm pushin' to take a dive and connivin’

We should never hear any cries from the guys

When independence we risin' high steady survivin'

Never ever had an artist wanna spray us

Cause when they do the fuckin' work, they know we pay up

And I see the labels getting set to bust

Cause them people wanna bypass them and come direct to us

I mean those with no major, mo' ways to grow paper

For the little mane, they cut out the middle gang

Now you gotta threaten 'em, tell 'em you pull your catalog

We ain't gotta do that at all, we sayin’ ain’t that a hog

Fuck the industry, menace, remember me

Finish the sinners, replenish thee

Slim if he grin and see clemency

In this seat and they need dentistry

We don't stop when you suffer (Nah)

We say haha motherfucker (Haha motherfucker)

On god when they snuff ya

I stand, right hand, middle finger, fuck ya

You in trouble now, we that bubble sound

Your record label better get with it or then it’s hubble bound

I mean to rebel now, so many befuddled clowns in the industry

Then it's me, leaving 'em with muddled frowns

You've been greedy so believe me

Your thievery will indeed hit you right where your cheese be

For years you been dumb and hold the juice

But it’s over now, the chickens are coming home to roost

Get a little stupid, get, get a little stupid

I mean get a lotta stupid, cause y'all the sign of the music

That's why we celebratin' artists cooled as Christmas

Cause we know without no artists, ain't no music business

Nigga

Fuck the industry, menace, remember me

Finish the sinners, replenish thee

Slim if he grin and see clemency

In this seat and they need dentistry

We don't stop when you suffer (Nah)

We say haha motherfucker (Haha motherfucker)

On god when they snuff ya

I stand, right hand, middle finger, fuck ya

This is what will happen when you foul of me (Yeah)

Missiles coming at you like the Taliban (Whoop)

Play me then you turn me to a malice man

No more fucking Grammy's

Family never see you smile again (Yeah)

This is what will happen when you foul of me (Yeah)

Missiles coming at you like the Taliban (Whoop)

Play me then you turn me to a malice man

No more fucking Grammy's

Family never see you smile again (Yeah)

This is what will happen when you foul of me (Yeah)

Missiles coming at you like the Taliban (Whoop)

Play me then you turn me to a malice man

No more fucking Grammy's

Family never see you smile again (Bitch)

This is what will happen when you foul of me (Yeah)

Missiles coming at you like the Taliban (What)

Play me then you turn me to a malice man

No more fucking Grammy's

Family never see you smile again (Yeah)

You used our music to get a quick check

But you've created something you'll definitely regret

We are the new music business, it goes the fuck up

Death Threats lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. King Iso)

[Tech N9ne & Krizz Kaliko:]

Lay it down, lay it down, bitch (hey), bitch (hey)

Lay it down, lay it down, bitch (hey), bitch (hey)

Lay it down, lay it down, bitch (hey), bitch (hey)

Lay it down, lay it down, bitch (hey), bitch (hey)

Lay it down, lay it down, bitch (hey), bitch (hey)

Your press better lay it down

Cause homie don't play around

In my face they don't say around

And they never dissuade a crowd (never dissuade let's go!)

[Tech N9ne:]

I get your death threats 'cause I'm the king bitch

Money, groupies, drugs and alcohol and bling shit

I get your death threats 'cause I'm the king bitch

Money, groupies, drugs and alcohol and bling shit

King shit bring glitz, teams get fiendish

They see me looking like a mean lick

You dreamed this, your bean split

The demon said they want my wing clipped

And my green stripped, I seen zip

Talk a lot of shit but never steppin' to me

Not a weapon for me, nah!

I get your death threats 'cause I'm the king bitch

Money, groupies, drugs and alcohol and bling shit

I get your death threats 'cause I'm the king bitch

Money, groupies, drugs and alcohol and bling shit

Wanna get to me, with the AK but I'm running with the B

Never son of Mr. T, hoes keep coming with the V

Cause they here Tech stunting with the D

From a lit degree, tell me what the G

They try to figure how much money this'll be

Little dummy chickadee

Try me, am I gonna quickly eat a nigga like a yummy fricassee

Bitch!

I get your death threats 'cause I'm the king bitch

Money, groupies, drugs and alcohol and bling shit

I get your death threats 'cause I'm the king bitch

Money, groupies, drugs and alcohol and bling shit

[King Iso:]

Man, what the fuck can you expect

When you rapping with niggas who be thinking y'all neck neck

Now they wanna flunk with the master because I flex, bet

I been on my Independent Grind and you a tech det

Now I'm out with Tech, yes

Bitch I'm Bout Ta' Bubble like a methhead

Sleeping on me, that'll be ya deathbed

Fly whooping Mitchell from the Jet set

When your future's promising but not with them

They try to send you death threats!

[Tech N9ne:]

I get your death threats 'cause I'm the king bitch

Money, groupies, drugs and alcohol and bling shit

I get your death threats 'cause I'm the king bitch

Money, groupies, drugs and alcohol and bling shit

I think you really better think about the cockamamie shit your gonna pull first

Cause if you do then I'm gonna pull first

The tool squirts and you'll hurt

Death threats give me fuel burst

Your bull chirps of jewel jerks

Get a motherfucking fool merked

And stay out of the Woolworths!

I get your death threats 'cause I'm the king bitch

Money, groupies, drugs and alcohol and bling shit

I get your death threats 'cause I'm the king bitch

Money, groupies, drugs and alcohol and bling shit

[Tech N9ne & Krizz Kaliko:]

Lay it down, lay it down, bitch (hey), bitch (hey)

Lay it down, lay it down, bitch (hey), bitch (hey)

Lay it down, lay it down, bitch (hey), bitch (hey)

Lay it down, lay it down, bitch (hey), bitch (hey)

EP: N9NA Collection 1 (2018)

• N9NA
• Hit The Ground Running
• Chuki Fever
• H.O.B.

N9NA lyrics - Tech N9ne

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, oh

Welcome to the motherfucking show

I go by the name of

T-E-C-H-N-9-N-E

T-E-C-H-N-9-N-E

Yeah!

T-E-C-H-N-9-N-E

T-E-C-H-N-9-N-E

For sure, you can call me N9na!

T-E-C-H-N-9-N-E

T-E-C-H-N-9-N-E

For sure, you can call me N9na!

T-E-C-H-N-9-N-E

T-E-C-H-N-9-N-E

Yeah!

I been a killer in the game when I first put the pen to the pad like your first day out

N9ne be a thriller wit' the thang when I spurt suck 'em in with the gab in a verse they shout

Like when all the people at the church play Crouch

When you're pornographic and the Kirk spray out

On a workday couch and divert they spouse at the house

My residue on her birthday blouse!

What I hear out here is not stunnin'

Sound like y'all disregarded what's Biggie and Pac brung in

But me I been rippin' shows havin' the thots summoned

When I took my dick out of the equation

Yo they stopped comin'!

'Bout to flow tonight

And I gotta be spitting wickedness, show ya right

Folga like dola might not run a foe the light

Poltergeist (roll the dice)

You're gonna find I'm the business when I hold the mic

Know the fright, mission now rap you chick has killed Dover like

People of Tech, N9na the vet

Everyone knowing that he's so ballsy

Deeper you get, eager to let

All of us hit because we so saucy

Deeper depressed, the weaker your set

They cannot fathom how we sold

Maude Khalifah the best

Peak of the nest

That is the reason why people call me

T-E-C-H-N-9-N-E

T-E-C-H-N-9-N-E

Yeah!

T-E-C-H-N-9-N-E

T-E-C-H-N-9-N-E

For sure, you can call me N9na!

T-E-C-H-N-9-N-E

T-E-C-H-N-9-N-E

For sure, you can call me N9na!

T-E-C-H-N-9-N-E

T-E-C-H-N-9-N-E

Yeah!

Ain't no way you get around it

There's no taking away my seat

I'm chosen, right hand on my crotch

It'll let you know ain't nothing weak

I'm holding snakes and the bats around my neck

They be like my flows I keep 'em frozen

Chopping away you wack ass rappers

N9na be leaving 'em decomposing

I can demolish all of 'em, that's my (sales pitch)

One monkey done stopped the show

I'm from the Zou, I can (smell shit)

They wanna get violent 'cause their ladies really want my (male stick)

But I never cooperate with a thot to mate so you (fail bitch)

Superhero to boost the ego

I eat up a new rapper like a 'bou-chorizo

I'm taking what I got and give it to the Migos

To woo the people get through to hero

Superpowers I'm possessing it

Tech is if nothin' written on my check is a deficit

Dumping diction down a dungeon is a definite

Rock the red on my red and I'm reppin' it

Got a problem with it blood, there is the bait

We soldiers living in this country and well aware of your hate

This country from the jump ain't nothing but terror mistake

So I think that hat would've been a good thing if it said

Make America great, my name is

T-E-C-H-N-9-N-E

T-E-C-H-N-9-N-E

Yeah!

T-E-C-H-N-9-N-E

T-E-C-H-N-9-N-E

For sure, you can call me N9na!

T-E-C-H-N-9-N-E

T-E-C-H-N-9-N-E

For sure, you can call me N9na!

T-E-C-H-N-9-N-E

T-E-C-H-N-9-N-E

Yeah!

Yeah N9na, you tell 'em, you sell 'em

Real shit, ill spit, mill ticks, to deal with, let's go

Ayy, oh, ayy, oh, ayy, oh, ayy, oh

Welcome to the motherfucking show

Hit The Ground Running lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. JL & King Iso)

[Tech N9ne:]

All of us should go, a nigga knock, who's with' it?

They will never know or never stop who did it

'Cause we all speed 'em up

Ain't no catchin' up with us at all when we cut

Everybody know the way I rip it sound stunnin'

Nobody stoppin' us when we hit the ground runnin'

Come on

[Tech N9ne & JL:]

Feedin' you N9na ever since the money was allocated

From T.O.G. and every time I drop people salivated

Venomous vernacular is very vicious and validated

By many people but to the fuckin' foolish my style is hated

Ain't that a panini that's mad at a weenie

The stabbin' and jabbin' rappin', cappin' as bad as cabrini?

I'm one of the critical ones

Fiendin' for fire foul and formidable from pitiful slums

But I got up and served these suckas my syllables some

Roadrunna, this MO gunna's a flow stunna

When he get chose by the hoes, none of the clothes on her

Lovin' the soul of a rogue and they want the dough from a

Platinum and gold negro under one O's number

I'm hand pickin' 'em, clarity and the quick in 'em

Stick with the fam', thicker than rarity, never different than

A chariot with it flickerin', flame I hold like Olympian

But the kicker been, I really can't tell if anyone's even listenin'

[King Iso:]

I'm not human, Earth is too dense

Love is useless

(I don't really wanna be a part of this system, no nothing

Manifest a better place for me, this one malfunctioned)

One, run, two, bitch

(Taking off into the universe, I got out, then I found somethin'

Throw another fuckin' planet toward 'em

'Bout to hit the ground running like)

[JL & King Iso:]

Tell me I ain't got it, you fakin', lyin', hallucinatin'

You get a vibe but do hide your feelings, you tryin' to escape 'em

To the rudimentary, it's too Da Vinci for you to take in

Hopin' that if I do fall, eventually parachute gon' cave in (Woo)

Foolish envy, with whom am I miscommunicatin'? (Uh)

Claimin' like I ain't one of the illest, you get a rude awakenin'

Seen this side of me and then sat in silence recuperatin'

If you looking to do some hatin', figure no use in waitin'

I'm bored, important spoils of my sport

Cyborg at war winnin', willin' to die for it

On my Thor shit, floor spins, spin in a time warp

My portion short, then I kill and fill my fork (Hell yeah)

Table-tippin', the energy got the cable glitchin'

Enter the Matrix, when I'm blazing, bitch I be Agent Smith

And shit go shiftin' back and forth over, it ain't no game of tennis

Takin' human form when I'm morphin', homie like wait a minute

[King Iso:]

I'm not human, Earth is too dense

Love is useless

(I don't really wanna be a part of this system, no nothing

Manifest a better place for me, this one malfunctioned)

One, run, two, bitch

(Taking off into the universe, I got out, then I found somethin'

Throw another fuckin' planet toward 'em

'Bout to hit the ground running like)

Runnin' like Naruto and needin' N9na to throw batons

Baton like Rouge and kill everything like Rittz while foes are on

See you people are slowin' on, we be speedin' like motocross

Please believe it like Ripley

I'm gunnin' like when you quote it wrong

Rockin' o's like I'm Jovi Bon

Got the force, call me Solo Han

I'm the war to you whores, I'm the dinosaur steppin' on your lawn

Anybody wanna try to keep up with the killer

I don't even want him gone

Sick enough to go toe to toe with a crook, someone calling ya

"And that nigga's from Omaha?"

Told you all that Iso's a God, bitch, it is like I switched dimensions

And photo bombed Kotal Kahn

Holy moly, what's goin' on?

With a bat leave 'em Mortal Kom'

Open portals when I flow and producers call me Polow da Don

Tech finna soundin' effortless, rhymin' better than most of y'all

You're like designer, yes, I be flyer even when clothes are off

Who do I catch now?

Gotta catch 'em all like a Pokeball

Better follow the protocol, listen homie I told you all that

I'm not human, Earth is too dense

Love is useless

(I don't really wanna be a part of this system, no nothing

Manifest a better place for me, this one malfunctioned)

One, run, two, bitch

(Taking off into the universe, I got out, then I found somethin'

Throw another fuckin' planet toward 'em

'Bout to hit the ground running like)

[Tech N9ne:]

Tech N9ne

JL

King ISO

Killer shit

We hoped you enjoyed

Sidenote, there's nobody else fucking with us

Chuki Fever lyrics - Tech N9ne

Chuki

Swahili for hate

Found me

When I walk in the Chuki Fever all around me

Secretly wanna put the heat to me cause of no boundaries I have

Seeing what they peeping me then I laugh

Got a little secretly frequently on my cash

When they wanna try to beef with me, my high hat

Keeping something, never ground me

Exchange, ill looks cause Tech stings

Flying over these spectators like the X-Games

Naturally gassing 'em (methane)

Had to be mad when them checks came in set Strange

Passing these raggedly left lanes, wet stains

Silly people what did I do

Yelling at you from a high view

Who believed it when they envy, it'll kill you

I do, I do, I do

Chuki nigga tried to hide you

From the one he tryna bribe true

Even though you walking in with a upper-level Mamacita right beside you

Handcuffing they biznitches

This bread ain't fictitious

They quick snitches, in a cop car

I'm a rockstar like Sid Vicious, big riches

They be acting so bootsy

Cause I made a lot in life they wanna shoot me

Nah nigga not tonight we're quite Gucci

Anybody look at you funny because you good with the money they got

Chuki

You the one that's gon come down with it (ay)

You the one that's gon come down with it (chuki)

You the one that's gon come down with it

You the one that's gon come down with it

You the one that's gon come down with it

Chuki

You the one that's gon come down with it (ay)

You the one that's gon come down with it (chuki)

You the one that's gon come down with it

You the one that's gon come down with it

You the one that's gon come down with it

Mad at me cause I radically grab the baddest B and she @'d me

To ravish me then automatically we live lavishly

At a T you do eat from a cop with no gratuity

You do E for a brother cause he had a she

Who be free and he so damn static-y

So he went on me and mentally come bad at me

He say, "I don't know you

I don't know your music

But I like your lady

So don't you abuse it"

Word though, we in a bar and you come in my circle

Tryna flirt bro and you don't know everybody on the earth know

That our purse grow when our burst flow

Flat foot got that chuki, when I snatch coochie

But he that goofy, to act groupie for a fat bootsy

That belongs to the brother of Makzuki

Why you hating on me so

Mad cause I got the beast flow

Steady serving niggas like a bistro

He don't like that but not a rico

Loosely, that's the way of his lips, he talking that dookie

But give her the gods, you gon deliver the pie like Mookie

Not to no rookie that wears stool see

But I'm the nigga with the motherfucking lewd B

He wanted me to be dead up but that is really pathetic with that

Chuki

You the one that's gon come down with it (ay)

You the one that's gon come down with it (chuki)

You the one that's gon come down with it

You the one that's gon come down with it

You the one that's gon come down with it

Chuki

You the one that's gon come down with it (ay)

You the one that's gon come down with it (chuki)

You the one that's gon come down with it

You the one that's gon come down with it

You the one that's gon come down with it

Me sir, me sir, why you mean to me sir

Me sir, me sir, why you mean to me sir

Me sir, me sir, why you mean to me sir

Me sir, me sir, why you mean to me sir

Me sir, me sir, why you mean to me sir

Me sir, me sir, why you mean to me sir

Me sir, me sir, why you mean to me sir

Me sir, me sir, why you mean to me sir

Chuki

You the one that's gon come down with it (ay)

You the one that's gon come down with it (chuki)

You the one that's gon come down with it

You the one that's gon come down with it

You the one that's gon come down with it

Chuki

You the one that's gon come down with it (ay)

You the one that's gon come down with it (chuki)

You the one that's gon come down with it

You the one that's gon come down with it

You the one that's gon come down with it

Chuki

H.O.B. lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Navé Monjo)

[Navé Monjo:]

Yeah, H.O.B

Tech N9ne. Navé Monjo

Yeah!

H.O.B

They keep on following me

Don't know why they'll never leave

I think they love me oh yeah

H.O.B

Cause they keep coming back

They keep coming back

Yeah they keep coming back

H.O.B

I gotta history young but yeah I'm never gon trust em

I know I'll never no way

H.O.B

They keep on coming back

They keep coming back

Yeah they keep coming back

[Tech N9ne:]

Oy! I don't use this as a ploy

Ay, to enjoy the ones that's opposite to a boy

Say, but music is an aphrodisiac, use it with a rap flow

She be that foolish with the cat, so easy macked

Who hit? nigga got yo beezy snatched

By Mista Charisma, to a lady I'd be ya nigga's

Enigma keep her in the desert, I give her a river

If she was a 10 I'd deliver her the diggler

Seek ya leaser I remember when I use to be a beastly creature

And beat the V up on a freaky deac

Up in the middle of a marriage, I completely deceive her

Now I'm done playing, but when you carry a history of bitches

Everything's a mystery, suspicious, to a chick seems slippery cause glitches

Off in the past, fast cash, as a lad smash ass

But when you grab the last class with what ya have, mad sav

Though you through with all them ass givers

A bad chick, I have shivers

Cause you got too many bitches in your past nigga

[Navé Monjo:]

H.O.B

They keep on following me

Don't know why they'll never leave

I think they love me oh yeah

H.O.B

Cause they keep coming back

They keep coming back

Yeah they keep coming back

H.O.B

I gotta history young but yeah I'm never gon trust em

I know I'll never no way

H.O.B

They keep on coming back

They keep coming back

Yeah they keep coming back

[Tech N9ne:]

So many different flavors, turned to so many different haters

Social media instigators hate the way you display your way up

With bae laid up and shade is made up

Concocted, some consumed it, some blocked it

When undisputed ones lock it, from dumb and stupid

Preposterous bitches

Lost in this sickness cause you bossed it and whipped it

You tossed and then split quick

Can get a lady really caustic and wicked

Real spill, leave 'em in the rear view

Never anywhere near you

They wanna really adhere to the negative

Really competitive and never near true

Up to date shit, face it, your replacements

Everything but basic laid tricks, flake and fake bitch

You can be so righteous

And totally cleansed from all your previous hoe vices

Until she gets friended and all your ex's throw ice picks

Oh Christ, it's no niceness

They gonna send her fake baby pictures in yo likeness

[Navé Monjo:]

Yeah so many different flavors

So many different haters

They just after my paper

Bye bye see you later

I need me more acres

So they cannot chase us

While I'm getting my cake up

H.O.B

They keep on following me

Don't know why they'll never leave

I think they love me oh yeah

H.O.B

Cause they keep coming back

They keep coming back

Yeah they keep coming back

H.O.B

I gotta history young but yeah I'm never gon trust em

I know I'll never no way

H.O.B

They keep on coming back

They keep coming back

Yeah they keep coming back

Planet (2018)

 

• Habanero
• Fresh Out!
• Kick It With Myself
• Drink Up
• Don't Nobody Want None
• Bad Juju
• Comfortable
• No Reason (The Most Pit Song)
• Brightfall Confession
• Brightfall
• Red Byers (Say Som'n Do Som'n)
• Never Stray
• Sho Nuff
• How I'm Feelin'
• Not A Damn Thing
• My Fault
• Tappin' In
• Levitation
• We Won't Go Quietly

Habanero lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Mackenzie Nicole)

[Tech N9ne:]

Your journey from Earth to Planet Pyune has been successful

When exiting this aircraft a Speedom-mobile will be assigned to you

Ah...

[Mackenzie Nicole:]

Let me hear you talking, I'm so far away

Let me hear a single word that you say

Are ya'll just mad at my dinero?

All I gotta say

You think you hot, lit, bitch I'm Habanero

[Tech N9ne:]

Nothing identical

Bussin' I'ma make no fucking bug, I'm crushing thy tenticles

Suckas be huffing and puffing cause I touching my pinnacle

Cussing my Midas flow, now they women is sucking my genitals

They flip cause so many is the heat

I got the remedy all of my enemies feel like Ignominious defeat

Knowin it finna be like an infinite lettin em have it

I wreck and I ravage

A Tech and a Travis make the record a savage

I popped them up and I sky-walked for nothin

But taking you higher levels when I rocked percussion

I'm at the top of the lift, and I'm fly, chop discussion

It's fried hot on my block and I'm not the cousin

The eye lock is sudden

Whenever the people see me they cry lots of loving

We high notched the oven

And my clock's-a-buzzing when you done it

You die drop fo' dozen

Can't get too close cause I'm real

My temperature make you feel

Keep it lit up and I'm still

I got no brakes and no chill

[Mackenzie Nicole:]

Let me hear you talking, I'm so far away

Let me hear a single word that you say

Are ya'll just mad at my dinero?

All I gotta say

You think you hot, lit, bitch I'm Habanero

[Tech N9ne:]

LAJFA the wealthy and not the poor that has got not

So I'm bringing the heat and I'm walking on agua

Cause if I'm a pity pusher that be like blah-blah

And never listen to see if you habanero

So I'm stuck in the booth and kinda ferrel

I'm sweating with every second destined like I'm an arrow

Aiming at your chest if you ever want my dinero

Get out!

Nobody touching the Tecca Nina

If you feeling you can do better, then you a dreamer

I'm gonna live and give critics the middle finger

Bringing hella disaster, ain't nobody no femur

Welcome to my planet, we damage and we can chop

Killers with the advantage, we manage to be the top

Competitors ain't no better cause we the head of the flop

We made the Planet Rock, now I'm gonna make your credit drop

And it stops...

Can't get too close cause I'm real

My temperature make you feel

Keep it lit up and I'm still

I got no brakes and no chill

[Mackenzie Nicole:]

Let me hear you talking, I'm so far away

Let me hear a single word that you say

Are ya'll just mad at my dinero?

All I gotta say

You think you hot, lit, bitch I'm Habanero

Fresh Out! lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Swisher Sleep)

[Krizz Kaliko:]

The number one independent rapper in the world!

Tech N9ne!

I am what? Fresh out of fucks!

[Tech N9ne:]

Fed up with everything I'm cynical than I ever been

I'll make the Beretta ring if any comin' up at a king

Alluding to leveling a leader livin' a better dream

Kinda like the brother on the side of Coretta King!

But the people they made me a monster

I need a getaway and may need some Kontra-

Band in my hand I'm goin' crazy and bonkers

Like I'm rich and my baby's Ivanka!

They don't give a damn about a good nigga

They wanna take what you givin' and put you out in the river without a particular bout

I give you doubt if you is a

Fallacy giver and nothin' but a salary digger!

I'ma relay the message you're gonna decay

If karma displays a deathbed you wanna delay

The drama today that Tech said he gonna repay

The one in the way I check it wit' a Llama to spray!

When I spit it, niggas, quit it

'Cause I come wit' it, big digits

Got 'em livid, when I quick flip it

They don't wanna dig it but the spirit is not authentic

Not a pity party but I'm fed up with the hatred

And how they wanna spit upon and hit the gentle faces

Not even knowing we sick and mental cases

I open up they mouth wit' a fully and dental they shit!

I am (what!) fresh out of fucks!

I am (what!) fresh out of fucks!

[Swisher Sleep:]

Is it that I'm having a panic attack

I'm tired of the fact that I'm starving like Marvin Heckler

Heart of a battler veteran

Get you from out of here

Hit you for standing near men and here mind your manners and your manager's mannerisms

Your mouth of a minimal double dribblin

Stuff the beretta got me jitterin

Got me feeling the pit fighters adrenaline

Sitting inside of a cape prison

Shank sharpened and bank targeting (grr)

Is it that I'm having a panic attack

And I'm looking fresh in the face

And I don't make it a habit

I don't know the truth and really the fact

That you not giving a fuck I practice

I been seeing on you wishing my tactics

Now the blood up on my body and I'm watering my cactus

Ill tackle a pterodactyl and shackle em and ride on the back of em

Slapping them in the abdomen hurry the wind slappin

We findin the Strangeland where the men can breathe

Pinny and popper on the collar like I'm hiding the hinky

I am who the suckas pretend to be

Get offended by me they depend on my energy

There's a penalty nigga

Finna be remedied the epitome of an enemy

In a minute we cut the noise and become a symphony

Catch a Windom

Family finna be getting behind a riddly dynasty

Tecca N9na and me signin these twin

Time to be violently murdering my mind and become reblinded by me and igniting the dynamite and then me Swish!

[Tech N9ne:]

I am (what!) fresh out of fucks!

I am (what!) fresh out of fucks!

Bleed ya if you got the funk a milli fever

Nothing but a sucka billy diva

Buckin really we had enough of the silly negras

Agreed get the heata bussin up to really freeze ya

I'm an abomination when ya on ya hatin

Kinda conversation ima bomb ya nation

With my congregation of non-sedation

The Don's awakened achin the spawn of Satan

[Swisher Sleep:]

Who call my name and I'm goin

I'm kinda plain out of my dorm

My combination ain't normal

Its like I'm facing a eye socket

And breaking his mind pocket

Its achin the time clock is wastin a pine box is awaitin

I'm salivating they callin me the killa

There's no feelings it's sentimental a general

Ima hammer em hit em all in the middle they feminine

All that bitching is non-missable zippiter

Get to kickin it in the genitals

When I spit it niggas critic

Cause everytime i come with it

The winner victor definitive pen and pad pennin and pennin it and the pyramid I'm making it permanent

Here to stay an initiative

Tryna get it and fittin in where the position is

Put my life and my money freedom at risk for this

Give me mine I don't give a fuck what tradition is

Listen I'm a diamond amongst shit and I'm killing shit

[Tech N9ne:]

I am (what!) fresh out of fucks!

I am (what!) fresh out of fucks!

Kick It With Myself lyrics - Tech N9ne

Turn the beat up a little bit more in here, Bengineer, please!

I guess I'm doing this one by myself

If you can't just be good with being by yourself

How you gonna be good pairing up with somebody else?

Love your damn self first

I was the only child till I was 13

Rather be lonely while dealing with earthlings

Still I am reclusive with drug and liquor abuses

Having a solitary time was never the worst thing (What we doing?)

Dedicating time to the craft (Yeah)

Levitating lines in the lab

Never hesitating rhymes hit the pad

When they resonate N9ne get the bag

Then I medicate the mind is the first thing (Woo!)

Yes I live in my encephalon

I don't need all the rest of them

To stress the one blessing them

They're what you insert a speculum

Open it and hope you don't choke on something is gross in it

Joking this vocalist was by himself when he wrote this shit

I survive living in my mind

That line is for the people serving time

Kickin it wit myself created N9ne over time

That's why I'm one of the best at rippin rhymes (Nina)

Kick it with myself, kick it with myself

By myself

I don't need no help, I don't need no help

No one else

Kick it with myself, kick it with myself

By myself

I don't need no help, I don't need no help

No one else

I done made millions living in the clouds

When I'm out within a crowd I am still one

I go to a sacred place like a pilgrim

In the mind I'm on an island like Wilson

People see me drift away

When the brain is working I never hear all the shit ya say

Why they pissed today cause whatever they say to me

Ricochet

They don't dig the way that I laugh after a big delay

I don't need a shrink I need a sedative

I just need a drink to be repetitive

Lotta people think I need some etiquette

In payin attention, I get em read a bit plus and that'll get you nothing but cussin at somebody breaded bitch

Sick and twisted I can kick it

We're just licking, spliff just get lifted

Some say I'ma misfit by the way that I'm drifting

But this get's the business, chips, bitches I'm gifted

Kick it with myself, kick it with myself

By myself

I don't need no help, I don't need no help

No one else

Kick it with myself, kick it with myself

By myself

I don't need no help, I don't need no help

No one else

Leave me by myself watch what I'ma do

It won't be sittin around watching Donny Hue

All I need is liquor and some ganja to continue

To twirl top of the world like Obama do

And I might need a triple X video

In case wanna see her playin with her kitty though

I know the ladies can't relate

You don't need nobody to bait

Gotta pretty ho's do it in my city tho

Why am I alone?

Cause people stated rushing me the day after I grabbed a microphone

Ink a needle, drinking my patron

You say you can't handle this, you should probably play the xylophone

With me and my music nothing could limit me

Just leave me in a baller suite with all the amenities

One is full throttle saloon shine from Tennessee

And don't forget the lemon, a sprite plus a gallon of Hennessy

Kick it with myself, kick it with myself

By myself

I don't need no help, I don't need no help

No one else

Kick it with myself, kick it with myself

By myself

I don't need no help, I don't need no help

No one else

Drink Up lyrics - Tech N9ne

I ain't never giving drink up

I ain't never giving drink up

I ain't never giving drink up

Just fill my drink up

Why they sippin'? (Why?)

Because it's their decision

Why they got the bottles and models around 'em thizzin'? (Why?)

Because they make a living

Why they staring at us like all of 'em want a whipping? (Why?)

Because them niggas tripping

Why they gotta flex and be pulled into that position (Why?)

Cause drunk is they're condition

Mind tall

Sleeping is when I'm through

Then it's never mind you

Off the wine bro

Hard liquor

Mixing, you wishing for a thicken, that'll be a fine skull

Waking and perkin' off my medicine

Shoving mimosas up in my head again

Tell me to slow up, bitch I'm a veteran

I'ma get it bouncing

Just when they comin' at me with counseling

Please sound the horn for this public announcement

I ain't never giving drink up

I ain't never giving drink up

I ain't never giving drink up

Just fill my drink up

Why they hatin' (Why?)

Cause we fuckin' amazing

Why they lookin' at us with serious aggravation (Why?)

Cause they got limitations

Why they wanna scrap with us cause the money we makin' (Why?)

They got no education

Why they women leave em to get with our congregation (Why?)

Because them niggas fake and we been awake

And when this kid bite me trippin' he did try me

Had to crack 'em had to get scrappy in this bizz naive

I spin his hair right around

Yes I did my g

He wanted to run up and get with the gun up because it was whizz by me

Did your man cause shes a fan and hold my biz highly

Doin any and every to score like she is Kyrie

In a drunken stupor she hit me with the kwizzz whyme

Cause we saw you can't handle liquor and hold a bwizz flylie

You bwi

I ain't never giving drink up

I ain't never giving drink up

I ain't never giving drink up

Just fill my drink up

Why we buzzin' (Why?)

Because we steady chuggin'

Now we leave the spot and we gotta go get to grubbin' (Why?)

Cause we hungry all of a sudden

Why they got the table across us hella muggin' (Why?)

Because they think they thuggin'

Why y'all want the nook and not trippin' out over nothin' (Why?)

Because I am Mclovin

Girl I'm tryna smash

So hit the gas

Inebriated we made it straight to the path

I know you probably heard that I am the bag

I make hella cash and I do everything upper class

But what I'm boutta do is pour another glass

Get a couple of rice crispy edibles out the stash (Hold up)

We's boutta have another blast

Got up out of her clothes ready to go and then I crashed (Gone)

But I ain't never getting drink up

Drink Caribou K respon... excessively

I ain't never giving drink up

I ain't never giving drink up

La la la la la

Don't Nobody Want None lyrics - Tech N9ne

Dedicated to all the DJ's and dance crews all around the world

(Tech N9ne)

Don't nobody want it, we hella hot at the moment

We're comin' for all opponents, it feel incredible don't it?

It really ain't a thang, who get 'em crazy goin' orangutan?

(Tech N9ne)

Look at 'em copy me, tryin' to get top of the boss with a lot of mediocrity

Stalkin' the properties, wanna get off in my monopoly

Tell me who is the one they call Chakratease?

(Tech N9ne)

It's been a wreck and a debt

When a head-on collision was in effect from a Tech

The other side is accursed, they have a lot of 'regerts'

My creation is shakin' the planet Earth (We'll show)

Everybody better (Kneel down)

Any opposition (Will drown)

So don't you make a mistake with the Yates

Get some plan of escape - you better break!

Don't nobody want none (Don't nobody want none)

Don't nobody want none (Don't nobody want none)

Don't nobody want none (Don't nobody want none)

Don't nobody want none (Don't nobody want none)

(Tech N9ne)

The beat I broke

Never needed my chin hair to be thy goat

With the mic and my fight folks that peep my quotes

And try to say they wiggidy nice joke

(Tech N9ne)

The big man, that lift hands and get fans

That pushin' the poetry big as it can

Way up on the pedestal

Losing your lesson, let's let it go

Killin' so many, I might be federal

(Tech N9ne)

Your pal, Nina

Thinkin' dirty with your style, my style cleaner

Women all on me screamin' just like I'm Alcina

Wanna go with the Scorpio, baby? I'll sting ya

Boo you, screw you too

Fool, you through

This how we do at the 'ZZou

Mizzou-zzou-zzou-zzou-zzou

'Zzou-zzou-zzou

'Zzou-zzou-zzou-Zzou-zzou-zzou-zzou

Don't nobody want none (Don't nobody want none)

Don't nobody want none (Don't nobody want none)

Don't nobody want none (Don't nobody want none)

Don't nobody want none (Don't nobody want none)

Wait a minute

Now the beat will style the feet

That step into anybody faking and lay 'em down to sleep

Found a beast to give the people a sound to peep

How elite? Tecca Nina with Al Naafiysh

Yeah, another sucker lost tryna uppercut a boss

Wanna break out on me? I'ma break a motherfucker off

Thinkin' that you could handle's a gamble

We lit as a candle, damn your clan look nothing but scandals

And taking the L

You facing to fail, shakin' the whale

And you a snail awaking to hell

Baking your tail with the heat

The agony of defeat

Depravity and tragedy it had to be of a chief

See my technique and they come try to (Steal it)

But they cannot duplicate how I (Kill it)

Fakers will never compare to the (Realest)

Tech is a murderer giving it up 'til they (Feel it)

Don't nobody want none (Don't nobody want none)

Don't nobody want none (Don't nobody want none)

Don't nobody want none (Don't nobody want none)

Don't nobody want none (Don't nobody want none)

[Scratches]

Don't nobody want none (Don't nobody want none)

Don't nobody want none (Don't nobody want none)

Don't nobody want none (Don't nobody want none)

Don't nobody want none (Don't nobody want none)

Boo you, screw you too

Fool, you through

This how we do at the 'ZZou

Mizzou-zzou-zzou-zzou-zzou

'Zzou-zzou-zzou

'Zzou-zzou-zzou-Zzou-zzou-zzou-zzou

Boo you, screw you too

Fool, you through

This how we do at the 'ZZou

Mizzou-zzou-zzou-zzou-zzou

'Zzou-zzou-zzou

'Zzou-zzou-zzou-Zzou-zzou-zzou-zzou

Bad Juju lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. King Iso)

[Tech N9ne:]

We lashing out at you

You think you 'bout it we 'bout it too

Only difference is my clout is too massive

We active when actors give malice to anybody we close to

I'll approach you with the woop-wop that'll soak you (so true)

Already be so much (we go through)

Now we gotta rid you in the (MO zoo)

This is tribal, stick his rival-

In the mouth with a right blow then he get this pyro

Young punk better lie low somewhere prolly up in Cairo

With a Bible when a psycho wanna give a hit a light pole

When the knife go with the quickness, you so full of bitchness

You trip flipping on chicks but a b-boy make him wanna shit bricks

This is vicious, everything out yo lips is fictitious, hehe

Misses made me mad as Mozzy, huh

Man the motive must been made of molly, huh

Milli Maximize a mess with a mind of Malcolm X

And a martyr man whose mom is Maude, huh

Better be cool, I'ma lead you to the B fools that'll greet you

With a blacca, blacca, blacca leave you in the coffin often talkin' fecal

I'm a grown mane, taking this with no shame

Really wanna have no brains, step foot into my domain, no games

All of my children are grown and I'm feeling they love me but don't really like me

I'm illing I'm no longer locked in a marriage, I'm careless

So anyone of my loved ones you funk and, I'll inherit

This is my fury, fuck being in zooty I tried that

Never keep it, gotta my lap

Talking so cheap and

When I don't end with the grieving I'm ready for the battle bring it on this evening

Comin' at me wrong is Bad Juju!

You better not make me Soo-Woo you!

So you best better go run, tell your crew

Do somethin' new-new

And it better be habari gani ndugu!

Don't make me fight y'all

The fully gon' bite y'all

Ears ringing like sixty gun night ball

Yeah, spraying like lysol

You don't wanna let night fall, light y'all!

[King Iso:]

This be the entry of this B

But none of these pyramids chicks be

Plus I be hella open tell a pyramid is Giza

Dip please 'cause I'm kung fu

Don't you hit me 'til I move move

Better quit beef end the dissing

And then I dip I shoot you

On a head of Cohiba I go cuckoo

Or poo poo like a shit fever

I don't wanna take a tip neither

The MC's I'm a grim reaper

So anybody coming at me tripping like he wanna run a war with an in visa

But the bully get to pulling everybody hard like he had a chip reader

This is Iso, big dick psycho, smash this chick and this guy like a kick flip, primal

They don't wanna see me rocking with Tech N9ne no

Yeah I know, coulda [?] what you wanna think that Tech signed Iso (Is he Strange bro?)

Get it big like Bruce Bruce me me me

I jail boof you, hit it hella hard

He'll have more clips in it than Hulu

Who knew me and Tech would get to chopping up shit like couscous

If you think you fucking with this all up in here penning in shove it up your poop-chute cause

[Tech N9ne:]

Comin' at me wrong is Bad Juju! (Nigga)

You better not make me Soo-Woo you!

So you best better go run, tell your crew

Do somethin' new-new

And it better be habari gani ndugu!

Don't make me fight y'all

The fully gon' bite y'all

Ears ringing like sixty gun night ball

Yeah, spraying like lysol

You don't wanna let night fall, light y'all!

[Tech N9ne (King Iso):]

This could be federal

Take me for feeding you several (Don't do it Tech)

I'm on a pedestal

Should I come down or just let it go? (Just let it go)

This could be federal

Take me for feeding you several (Don't do it Tech)

I'm on a pedestal

Should I come down or just let it go?

Don't make me fight y'all

Sixty gun night ball

Yeah, spraying like lysol

Night fall, light y'all!

Comfortable lyrics - Tech N9ne

(I feel comfortable here

Comfortable here

Comfortable here)

Yo I'm comfortable doing work in the studio

I'm comfortable giving fans and them really show

Even if I gotta take a voyage like Coolio

To rocket I'm with it but outside that shit is bootyhole

No interviews with Tech N9na unless you well versed

On what I done after so many years how we sell work

Even in this climate we climbing as high as inhaled perp

But you don't know that I'm the new and a throwback, so wack

I hate doing radio but I do it well

And it's done 'cause the pushing for N9ne and crew to sell

But I get up on the establishment

Never got the music we have the shit

What I want to do is straight jabbing kick temples to his tail

So if you sinning me now you take me to us bun

And if you think 'cause I'm bitching Tech N9na buzz done

Check it I ain't tryna do no early interviews

Unless it's Sway, Johnny Dare, or Bubba of the Love Sponge

Comfortable

(I feel comfortable here

Comfortable here

Comfortable here

I feel comfortable here

Comfortable here

Comfortable here)

Ay I like The Breakfast Club, there Tech gets love

Murs, Stevie, JL, Mayday even CES get plugged

I fuck with double XL Vanessa is thug

They know when I come through

It's Travis and coming next is Muggs

Saying no to you radio personalities who

Wanna waste the time you get nothing

But cursing out at me true

Some of them see us 'cause slacking will hurt them salaries you

Never get my presence you peasants be dirt and cowardly, ooh

I can rap woohoo, I got stacks woohoo

Everybody know that so I musta rap on your tracks booboo

They don't spit my flow when I spit I glow

But do I fit to that which is normal in Hip-Hop (no!)

Some bumping the flow to the young pump and a bro

Plump sprung when you go tongue dumb dumb then you grow

But I'm funking with those dumping the pro

Love DX and all New Hip-Hop

Everything else I'm unbomfortable

(I feel comfortable here

Comfortable here

Comfortable here

I feel comfortable here

Comfortable here

Comfortable here)

Yo I'm comfortable talking to Mark Alford

He don't make me feel I gotta kneel at a dark altar

His colleagues are cool

Things are jolly and smooth

Everything else it'll be part stupid and part awkward

Do your homework before you talk to a vet

That way you won't get no static coming from Tech

I'm on my own Planet, I'm in my zone dammit

I see a lot of you and wonder just how you drones manage

You niggas done get it all

The wicked you get it delivered to y'all

And give it a negative critic

Know when I spit it them people are giving the calls

Requesting me, I'm blessed and free

You want Tech the G, you must step to me

I ain't begging for no petty press on my ready set

Done a lot of work with Travis that made our fetty stretch

Even though I'm Michael Myers I still get steady checks

But yo when I'm slicing haters I leave a Freddy mess

From Rocked Rhyme sessions

The top I'm stepping

But I'm no longer stepping in Hot 9-7

To the powers dippy

Travel to see the spot N9ne's repping

(I feel comfortable here

Comfortable here

Comfortable here...)

No Reason (The Most Pit Song) lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Machine Gun Kelly & Y2)

[Krizz Kaliko & Tech N9ne:]

We are leaders

This is Tecca N9na in your arena

We saw no reason

[Y2:]

Yea

Start shit

For no reason, mosh pit

For no reason, our shit

For no reason, the hardest

For no reason, start shit

For no reason, mob shit

For no reason, mosh pit

For no reason, mosh pit

I just think you fucking with the wrong one

Times like this I don't know how to have fun

I think I'ma fuck somebody up (fuck 'em up)

You gon need someone to hold you up

What the fuck

[Tech N9ne:]

My city stand up

Stoppin people that got into my city and what

Copyin me and the property, poppy ya jammed up

While I eat the cam bust

Don't mock me the brand's us

Strange music

The game shoot this right at the fakers

The game stupid with the claim

You can flip the change and name usage

Steppin' to me

Lick with the lane and you lose indefinitely

Ready for ruckers really we reppin the B

Ah Ah

This the eviction notice

Missingly quickly and go get

Hit us and consider me and my nigga

Be sick and rogueish

Stop you ain't ready to brawl you can hang

Lock you too dead in the jaw you claim Strange

It ain't came

Kan City to jam with me

You damn sissy eat up a oxy

To stance tizzy in my pants with me

Never honor who bringing drama to the Don

If you continue now gonna do what I come to do

Guess what ima do

[Y2 (Machine Gun Kelly):]

Start shit

For no reason, mosh pit

For no reason, our shit

For no reason, the hardest

For no reason, start shit

For no reason, mob shit

For no reason, mosh pit

For no reason, mosh pit

(Let's get to it)

[Y2 (Machine Gun Kelly):]

I just think you fucking with the wrong one (the wrong one tho!)

Times like this I don't know how to have fun (I don't know!)

I think I'ma fuck somebody up, fuck 'em up (gunna)

You gon need someone to hold you up (hold you up, huh)

What the fuck

[Machine Gun Kelly:]

Its only one option

You gon need a doctor

I ain't talkin bout the one from Compton

Arms feet legs all gone like I'm Don Corleone

Hiring James Bond that's what I'm on

Remain calm but aware that I'm armed and dangerous

See Double X is known to gang with us

So hang tight I'm trying to get this right

You think cause I wrote a pop hit that i won't pop shit?

The fucks wrong with you poptarts

I pop cherries and popstars you popsicles is not hard

Poppin on the top charts out the cop car

To remind yall you just rap and not guards

And I don't care who got bars

Because they don't acknowledge mine

So show me who got scars

Show me the greatest on the stage and the arena

Bet they point they finger up at the gunner and Tecca N9na

[Y2:]

I just think you fucking with the wrong one

Times like this I don't know how to have fun

I think I'ma fuck somebody up

You gon need someone to hold you up

What the fuck

She will not leave a bunch of passes

I just wanna see that ass

Caribou Lou in my glass yeah

I start a riot by accident

Somebody been showing ass again

I just started throwing some cash again

Pushing the crowd we harassing them

If you start making me mad

Start shit

For no reason, mosh pit

For no reason, our shit

For no reason, the hardest

For no reason, start shit

For no reason, mob shit

For no reason, mosh pit

For no reason, mosh pit

[Krizz Kaliko:]

We are leaders

We saw a reason

Brightfall Confession lyrics - Tech N9ne

I prayed that the light in me to not only be held inside of me

But free the wrong with the right in me

Because the demon I was, they won't confide in me

I come from a religious background being raised a Christian of Barker Temple Church of God and Christ

Also studying Islam from 12-17 after my Christian mother married a Muslim

Mom loved that I rapped, she wanted me to do it for Christ

But the worldly me began when I ran away from home at 17

And no matter how much better of a person I became

The worldly things I did would catch up with me

And try to pull me right back down

Right back down

Right back down

Right back down

Right back down

Brightfall lyrics - Tech N9ne

I come from it, but it seems impossible to run from it

All the evil I did to people then none could stomach?

No cause when my spirits go up now every one plummets

I can light all, with this angel but that demon will make the brightfall

When your angle is to reason with those who night crawl

Psycho searchin so they get even with a life you lost and was leavin

But it might be costin this season when the fight calls

People change their life of sin

Then try to negate the back they aimed the knife within

A shame, I can with the game and be nice to friends then bang

My revenge it came to wipe this grin then pain

Fight your demons I'd advise it, its there no matter how you try to hide it

In private you're running from the people that despise it

Don't you lie and deny this sick hybrid

Angel demon ain't no leavin either one

Can't take it back where you got this evil from

This magnitude the angel will need a gun

So much evil I saw, in the past I was bad now I'm right ya'll

But the evil remains to make the brightfall

God knows I'm trying

It seems like I'm always fighting for my life

For my soul

This won't bring me down

All I want is heaven but the evil forces they follow me

Plottin on my body to attempt to torch it or hollow me

I cannot let the depths of hell to rise up and swallow me

I'm tryna make it where the other angels and God'll be

This is terrible fightin the past me is unbearable

Never really mattered if my symbols and outfit were clerical

Judging today for past demons make me hysterical

Darkness is blinding take me back in the city of Jericho

Darkness will not win my heart is really not grim

But the chances of me becoming pure angel has got slim

I'm stuck and I'm blocked in

Brightness the plots been wanna frolic in God

I'm lookin for solace but it got dim

How can I detach from the past heinous acts

Will I last

Will they attack with a blast?

When the night calls, it's gonna be a nice brawl

For the darkness to come and make my brightfall

Get it out! Spit it out! Evil in ya mix! Rid it out!

Don't ever wanna see, what that pit about

We just stomp, we just thump, we just grit it out

Get it out! Spit it out! Evil in ya mix! Rid it out!

Don't ever wanna see, what that pit about

We just stomp, we just thump, we just grit it out

I'm fighting for a bright life, but evil wanna consume me

And my soul is the right price

That would literally be a fright night

But I ain't sellin' my soul to hell

Angels yellin' propellin' flight heights

Wanna spread those angel wings

But they have wicked entangled things

Like steaming hot tar with the stench of brimstone

Knee in God's yard

Can I repent the sin gone?

Did that done that then the evil comes back

Runnin' from myself it seems it ain't no runnin' from that

Just when you wanna start anew

They judge you on what you used to be

Thus makin' it harder too but I refuse to lose

Even if I gotta be banged and bruised

Why do we have to battle just to go the bright route

Oh well I'm bout to beat this hell until it's lights out

Alive and I'm well, did I win in hell?

The fight just to save my soul

Cause time and time again

When I crawl to the light I land in sin

Now my sins so far away

That darkness will never find me

Hideous hideous... grotesque grotesque...

Red Byers (Say Som'n Do Som'n) lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Krizz Kaliko)

[Big Scoob:]

Say somethin do somethin

That's the way that I was raised

But we living in different ways nowadays

But no matter what you was taught

Every man must hold his own

[Tech N9ne:]

Pac told me, "reach the block homies"

When the thot's know me then you get guacamole

Still gotta watch police even if you got dough these

Haza's will not scold me, 'cause I am not Toby

I am a king

I made my mark on this planet, I am cha-ching

That's my Asian name, I get dough for rhyming supreme

I was poor, now I am a thing

I was low as slime in latrines

That's amazing man, I put the 'woop' on it

A few moments then you gon' get a new song with 'soo-woo' on it

The youth want it in groups to use the loop on this

A bad man, that's what I am, an odd one

Never ask me what your broad done

I'ma say to the brethren Wa Gwan

Solid as Halie Selassie

So it's nobody to stop me

Plus I got Maudie to watch me

Free from the thottie's debauchery

Stay away from fed's wires

Come fake with us

And you gonna get lead fired

Cause we known to say something, do something (what?)

Red Byers

[Krizz Kaliko:]

And if I ever started to fall

I lift with both feet on the ground

Making me ten feet tall

Looking like, "Wassup now?"

Say something, do something

"Wassup now?"

Say something, do something

Ah me?

Say something, do something

Little ol' me?

Say something, do something

[Big Scoob:]

If I said it I meant it

This how I live

I'll die for it

That's how I am

[Tech N9ne:]

You consider suburban black on white cop who never been to the hood, to the hood

Cause the perception they get from all the killings on the TV ain't never good, in the hood

So it's nervous when they give service

No courage can lead to murders

The squirters make them assertive

And I heard it can't be refurbished

When the word is "We deserve it"

Cause someone alerted, we flirted with purges

Leaving us dead and deserted

Permanently dirted and sorted

In a pine box I'm not dine shot

Tryna make my time stop

Nine got them slimes that mind bop

And it never do dime drop

Born on Nine' block to crime dot

Then the rhymes locked where they find bop

I can still walk on Highland, walk on Wayne

Claiming what I aught to claim

Often sensitive suckers, they take the walk of shame

Heads wire, like that they bled, ours

The dead flyers

Because we say something, do something

Red Byers

[Krizz Kaliko:]

And if I ever started to fall

I lift with both feet on the ground

Making me ten feet tall

Looking like, "Wassup now?"

Say something, do something

"Wassup now?"

Say something, do something

Ah me?

Say something, do something

Little ol' me?

Say something, do something

[Big Scoob:]

All I got is my name

'Long as my name is good

[Tech N9ne:]

Feel evil, really though

Sinister shit for illy blokes

Who milly tote for silly folks

Busting till they chilly most

Kill these broke enemies finna be until he croaks

Leaving 'em wrapped in a drilly coat

Crossing him with a chin like a billy goat

We talk this way 'cause we been through so much

Impossible to have no guts

Anybody faking we say hold up

We got our street and city sewed up

That's from all the fighting and bumping

We found the light in the sunken hole

Down is plight and dysfunction

Plowed us right into something

Hours frighting and then funking

But the cowards prying and punching

And the pal is trying to trump him

Now we flying and bumpin'

Flying higher than med tryers

We bred sires and they bed lie-ers

They get nothing and we got everything, Fred Meyer

I salute the triple OG, Red Byers

Never Stray lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Navé Monjo)

[Nave Monjo:]

Ohh yeah Nave Monjo

[Tech N9ne:]

I got on this path like

I'm gonna one day soon be the best at rap like

But did I lose lots of people in my life didn't act right

But now when I rock every show I see the venue be packed like

Nueve

[Nave Monjo:]

I been out there rollin

I been thinkin lately

Growing up out made it through the pain yea

I been rockin for a minute

Think Im crazy

But they won't never catch me outta line

[Tech N9ne:]

Strange at birth

Born to make a difference when I came to Earth!

But Mama neva warn me bout the pain, the hurt in the heart, In the brain when the game flames ya church

Why do they make mo bots when the flows hot

They said my music will never fit in the pro slot

Probably watch it sell it in the cities when I go trot

No more wall the records and the plaque in a gold box (gold box)

Game came killin nigga he go

When they went from a hundred to zero

I know the Mets spot bury to the below

But you can fly Curry at the free throw

Look how Strange came in the game like deebo

In the beginning we did a show with nigga C-Bo

Now we got hits and takin pics with the people

But they won't play me if I don't mix with the Migos

If you tell me my music didn't fit they program

Said that the music I make wasn't fit for the broham

But now do they wanna hear N9na bussin over this slow jam

And now is the motto of Strange we takin no shit from no man

Nueve

[Nave Monjo:]

I been out there rollin

I been thinkin lately

Growing up out made it through the pain yea

I been rockin for a minute

Think Im crazy

But they won't never catch me outta line

Cause I'm on a straightaway

I'll never stray away (no)

Cause I'm on a straightaway

I'll never stray away (no)

[Tech N9ne:]

Yeah I've been down that road, at the crib checkin' out every sound that sold

'Till I found that soul of a Clown that flows then it got her to slither and spin around that pole

So many haters were tryna drown Tech's rose

And stoppin' him from blossomin' nigga now that grows

No blockin' him, lockin' them wit a frown that froze

When he bossin' then he lost em when the underground let go

They wanted to hold down Tech's blow

But people ain't keepin' they chiefin' a pound thats Dro

Even seepin around Death Row

Increasin' my releasin' to many towns that's Dough

But some people wanna delay the bag even though you kill everything when you display the gas

Spray the mag

N9na blast like in laser tag to who paid the cash thinkin' I'ma stray the path

Ay did they doubt me often?

But now when they talk about Tech will they all take caution?

For the price of fame annd what you gain is it worth what is costin?

Am I gonna be the real deal still till im late in the coffin?

Nueve

[Nave Monjo:]

I been out there rollin

I been thinkin lately

Growing up out made it through the pain yea

I been rockin for a minute

Think Im crazy

But they won't never catch me outta line

Cause I'm on a straightaway

I'll never stray away (no)

Cause I'm on a straightaway

I'll never stray away (no)

I'm on that straightaway (yeah)

I'll never stray away

I'm on that straightaway (yeah)

I'll never stray away

I'm on that straightaway (yeah)

I'll never stray away

I'm on that straightaway (yeah)

I'll never stray away

Sho Nuff lyrics - Tech N9ne

Hella faded

You wonder why everything so celebrated

And all of our team's dreams shot down

But made it to the top now

Out of Hell and above hard ground

We spreading my wings

All of my team make the Planet Rock, don't stop now

Was supposed to be a ghost

Now when we party I'm the host

We made it through the rain to the fame so I wanna make a toast

"I'd like to thank everybody that showed up

Now we boutta get poured up

Cause we made it through the days it so rough

So is everybody with me?

Sho Nuff!"

I been at the bottom where they fought and then they shot em

Was a problem Summer, Winter, Spring and Autumn

Gotta pray to god is what they taught 'em

Havin not is what they got so you right up in the column

Unless you got the will to go and get it

Unless you find a lick go and hit it

I didn't picture I didn't march and pick it

I just kick em something wicked and then it turned into a ticket

Went from fights in schools

To partying on stage where the hip-hop junky is nice and smooth

When in back in the day that Quincy J gave me a brightened view

Told me rap what you know, took his advice then grew

Sick mother with no father

But still I made it as a scholar

But now I gotta pop a collar, cause i started deep in squalor

Then I made some million dollars

I'd like to thank everybody that showed up

Now we boutta get poured up

Cause we made it through the days it was so rough

So is everybody with me?

Sho Nuff!

Even though we had a lot of nothing were we poor?

Sho Nuff!

Did we find a better way of living through this flow?

Sho Nuff!

Coming up feeling good right now

Lot of love in the hood right now

Tell me something if you ain't a hater, do we go?

Sho Nuff!

I remember rubber sole footies on my feet

In the dead of winter, freezing cold walking in the streets

Off to 7-Eleven, only had enough to eat

Bag of Doritos with the chili and cheese inside em, it was cheap

Momma in the hospital, 17 I got little

Copped vitals, pushing the bricks, scrubbing off the hot griddle

Too much struggle to tell y'all

But it ain't so much that I quit and stop making my mil' tall

Ah hell nah!

Made it through the rainy day

Never liked the devil and the games he play

Even though we in a gang we pray

Yeah we broke the chains and the money and the fame we slay

Used to be a man with no hoe

Now to all my many fans I'm a goat

My struggle was a blast in the past

Now I'm gonna lift my glass cause I wanna make a toast

"I'd like to thank everybody that showed up

Now we boutta get poured up

Cause we made it through the days it so rough

So is everybody with me?

Sho Nuff!"

Even though we had a lot of nothing were we poor?

Sho Nuff!

Did we find a better way of living through this flow?

Sho Nuff!

Coming up feeling good right now

Lot of love in the hood right now

Tell me something if you ain't a hater, do we go?

Sho Nuff!

Even though we had a lot of nothing were we poor?

Sho Nuff!

Did we find a better way of living through this flow?

Sho Nuff!

Coming up feeling good right now

Lot of love in the hood right now

Tell me something if you ain't a hater, do we go?

Sho Nuff!

How I'm Feelin' lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Snow Tha Product & Navé Monjo)

[Nave Monjo:]

Yeah Nave Monjo ooh

Creep, creep, creep

Ah

Did it all on purpose

Step into your building to make you nervous

Better cuff your bitch cause she lurking

Spilling all these drinks that I purchased

Hey, something real strange

When I look around I see real things

If you make it out your feelings

Cause this is how I'm feeling

This is how I'm feeling (yeah)

This is how I'm feeling

This is how I'm feeling

This is how I'm feeling

[Tech N9ne:]

This is how I'm feeling

That Bou Lou gonna give me a billion

Inshallah run it back with the willing

I'm gonna be off on an island chilling

I came a long way from the dealing

And I still run with the 5-6 villain

We live life like it ain't no ceilings

Never been a liver to take a killing

I feel like breakdancing

Cause I got every bitch in the place straight glancing

While they next to their lover looking at me hate stancing

But I'm always with niggas like a fake clansman

How I'm feeling is people keep using identical syllables

Switch it up a little bit I'm feeling that off on this planet is the only one feelable

To the masses perhaps to the people not needin variety

Since the umbilical

I'm just a rapper that happens to kill a rope

When I be clapping to kill it all so

[Nave Monjo:]

Ah

Did it all on purpose

Step into your building to make you nervous

Better cuff your bitch cause she lurking

Spilling all these drinks I purchase

Hey something real strange

When I look around I see real things

If you make it out your feelings

Cause this is how I'm feeling

This is how I'm feeling (yeah)

This is how I'm feeling

This is how I'm feeling

This is how I'm feeling

[Snow Tha Product:]

Snow ayyo be the one all these bitches be talking about (yeah yeah)

First I be throwing them shots and then they wanna talk it out (yeah yeah)

Hold on bitch lemme find out you ain't no facts (yeah yeah)

And im still this cold with the bars tryna get me to backtrack cause you know I still rap

But I get that bag and then I go sing and then I come right back and I let that sack

And the bell go ding and a bitch get slapped and I know its gon sting when you hoes hear that

It ain't mumble rap if you hear me clearly

I rap better than you boys and you gettin weary

Cause I hit a little melody and I know you hear me

With your dumbass really smart people feel me

Cause I been always killin that rap

This is that I be lookin up to Kaliko

Most of you bitches that been rappin fast

Garbage as fuck im a whole different animal

Lately these bitches be jocking me

Hard hear it all in they song so I shook em again

So when they ask if im still going awful

Yes bitch im a monster dont ever forget hoe

[Nave Monjo:]

Ah

Did it all on purpose

Step into your building to make you nervous

Better cuff your bitch cause she lurking

Spilling all these drinks I purchase

Hey something real strange

When I look around I see real things

If you make it out your feelings

Cause this is how I'm feeling

This is how I'm feeling (yeah)

This is how I'm feeling

This is how I'm feeling

This is how I'm feeling

This is how I'm feeling (yeah)

This is how I'm feeling

This is how I'm feeling

This is how I'm feeling

Not A Damn Thing lyrics - Tech N9ne

I don't wanna do a damn thing today

Don't wanna go, I'm just gonna stay

Instead of work I just wanna play

Plus I pulled away fat stack anyway

I don't wanna do a damn thing today

Don't wanna go, I'm just gonna stay

They wanna know what I'ma do today

Not a damn thing, fuck what anybody say

What

Why they do that

Why they do that (what)

Why they do that

Why they do that

Right here right now

I really wanna know where the smoke and booze at

I'm taking a off day, yeah but I ain't bout to lose that

I'm gonna be absent like Bueller (Bueller)

Now the times happening like Mueller (Mueller)

Now the hair missing is not an embarrassing thing

Callin any lion is the American dream like

I'm gonna blow a cone by the pool

Smoke up to many songs I can choose

Then right to my phone, call my crew

Hit up Stevie Stone, Frizz, JL, and Joey Cool

That's diggable, now my homies is with me

That'll tell my chick hit some hippie

Make thickies that's less miserable

In tech's crib you know, everybody gonna get physical

Eat some food then turn on the tube for netflickables

I don't wanna do a damn thing today

Don't wanna go, I'm just gonna stay

Instead of work I just wanna play

Plus I pulled away fat stack anyway

I don't wanna do a damn thing today

Don't wanna go, I'm just gonna stay

They wanna know what I'ma do today

Not a damn thing, fuck what anybody say

What

Why they do that

Why they do that (what)

Why they do that

Why they do that

Right here in America, we work until our hands are blue, black

So we cherish ya, day to ditch I thought you knew that

Uh I'm tryna party at home baby

I'm tryna, uh, FUCK OFF

I'ma be stuck in a zone baby

With a prime cut Don's finest wine to help me BUSS OFF

Hit the liq' hit the bong

If the misses is trippin, you tell the misses you grown

If it quick as the bitching run to the strippers with thongs

Working the daytime shift and ya'll get to sip and it's on

T'was a hell of a ditching day

A lie in a biggen way

But the grown up responsibilities, you gotta be the kiddin' play

I deserve to be ghost to you, cause I am King

So today I just chose to do Not a Damn Thing

I don't wanna do a damn thing today

Don't wanna go, I'm just gonna stay

Instead of work I just wanna play

Plus I pulled away fat stack anyway

I don't wanna do a damn thing today

Don't wanna go, I'm just gonna stay

They wanna know what I'ma do today

Not a damn thing, fuck what anybody say

You are now entering the wind down sequence

These next pieces are best after dark

Thank you for choosing Planet Pyune

My Fault lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Navé Monjo)

[Nave Monjo:]

They try to take me out the game

But ain't no stopping me

No

I'll never change it I don't owe any apologies

Yeah fuck what they thought

I rise they fall

Got all of these rules just to live by the law

This is my surefire I don't get no applause

I'm just being me ain't no way that it's my fault

No no

[Tech N9ne:]

I was rocking a show back in '03

A pack a people started lovin me lowkey

I give em a lot of more sounds

Them system cats in more towns

Rappers from Cleveland and rappers from OC

Forever bound and loving the clever sounds

With the people seeking my evil

And people runnin a clown throwin down

Lot of love going round

Got the blood blowing now

It was a group effort the Juggalos and the Metalheads, the thugs and college kids they boost records

No matter whos neck in the woods clues get work

All in together no matter who's net worth

So many years with Whoop Whoop experts

Then something got weird just like a blue Tech shirt

Hot 97 compared the two vet's work

Pretty much how they one in the same ooh that hurt

Somebody you can't compare to anyone

All I know for sure is im making plenty funds

I took offense to the incredible sinny brung

Its some Juggalos took it bad and wanted to gimme guns

Death threats from a couple of tough Jugs when they leader said I wasn't really giving enough love on the show

To the Juggalo this is not for all of the family but to the few that is trippin to hell you can go

[Nave Monjo:]

They try to take me out the game

But ain't no stopping me

No

I'll never change it I don't owe any apologies

Yeah fuck what they thought

I rise they fall

Got all of these rules just to live by the law

This is my surefire I don't get no applause

I'm just being me ain't no way that it's my fault

No no

[Tech N9ne:]

Last Strictly Strange Tour off in Milwaukee

3000 fans sorta feel bossy

Cause I remember we used to play The Rave downstairs

Now we up in The Room it's real costly

All the people they catchin the chills off me

My camera crew is taping the ill frosties

From the fans we making the ladies dance

And the ladies are already laid it, not sedated like Bill Cosby's

They just waiting for the ooh Areola near the end of the show

Then we do Areola but we didn't see anything but few Areolas out of so many women so that was boo Areola

Only saw 4 from the stage when they up on the shoulders you can never tell they underage

Next day when the parent was creeping on her daughter's page

Saw the bit of her daughter flashing and now she in a rage

She made her tell authorities we made her do it

Yeah right more like the guy that raised her to it

My partner O' apostrophe called me hostily

Saying the cameras got em yellin child pornography

We been doing Areola for 8 years

Now we gotta stay clear cause some fake tears

Tried to shut Tech down so I cut that now

When I bust that sound

But I betcha Milwaukee really fucked that round

When the Tech N9na come into ya town

[Nave Monjo:]

They try to take me out the game

But ain't no stopping me

No

I'll never change it I don't owe any apologies

Yeah fuck what they thought

I rise they fall

Got all of these rules just to live by the law

This is my surefire I don't get no applause

I'm just being me ain't no way that it's my fault

No no

[Outro:]

None of this shit is my fault

So long Areola

Yeah none of this shit is my fault

It was fun while it lasted

Know they was winning but lost

Damn

Trying to shut out a boss