Death Tries Like An F5 lyrics - NNUTTHOWZE (Tech N9ne, Zkeircrow & Phlaque The Grimstress)

Jenny, Jenny get up! Get up Jenny, get up!

What is it? Get up, get up, Jenny, get up, get up!

What is it? Yeah go with your sister, go with your sister!

Come on, come on, yeah, let's go! Dad, what's going on?

Come on, come on! Dad? Dad, what you're doing?

Come on, come on, follow me, follow me. Dad? What's going on?

Upstairs, shhh, go ahead, yes, turn around

You can die for wearin' a bandana

The color can summon a damn hammer

Understand blammers, really can land ya

In the dirt, the purple, Mister Sandman ya

The bangin' affiliates aimin' the pillie with no remorse and doing evil deeds

Obtainin' a million blame when the really sick go retort but shooting people, please

Died just because of skin color

Why do you think they got it in for ya, African brother?

Why do we gotta be living together with sin lovers?

Never to been a ra- racism, hate with 'em

Singing to either death or state prison

Let the gates hit them

Look at the penalty level that they give 'em, now we're way victim

Look at the madness in Tech's eyes

Can I give 'em Columbian neckties, if they disrespect my

Family members, let's try - ready, set, die!

We so quick to let our vets fly

One in Cali and the one in [?]

So many killin' in one - the Midwest Side

Death tries like an F5

You's causin' all the seperation

Misleading the congregation

Come into a place of worship only to find killing was the occupation

Mass killings, suicides, mental state gotta be do or die

Evil suit and ties, coming and shoot the price

You comply, gonna wanna be euthanized

I spoke the truth and expose lies

My rap is dirty like I'm Blowfly

But I'm so tired to the [?]

Still death is so for show trial

To get me for my role is hella fine

I slap one when they try to yell a lie

I'm bringin' death is what I tell the guy

Revolution for me will be televised!

Really there is no alignment

The devil and angels got assignments, send the tyrants

Blowing up the mall, people fall, that's what you're reminded

Running for holy water, find the holy martyr

Leave you hangin' like your ex-wives

'Cause you lackin' on your sex drive

Death tries like an F5

Hurry, hurry, come and get the virus!

Ain't no need to worry, you're surviving

Let it penetrate and incubate in me

Your body, the American super silence

CBD got me violent

THC, POV, climbin'

What's the deal?

Get me plenty pills 'cause I'm in my fields, many niggas dyin'

Take a sip of alcohol, 151 stash call

Kidney lookin' like it's gonna hit the ball

Grim Reaper comin' like Jake from State Farm

In the winter, summer, fall

Bodies droppin', get a coffin for your coffin man

Is there an end to build it all?

Worldwide ID and a manipulation with vaccine

There's no doctors save you to save us

Pharmaceuticals are made to contain us and keep us contagious

I'll slide in Vegas, the plague shape-shift in various stages

And burn all your fakers

Missin' left eye

What's the final destination? Next try!

What they gonna call me 'cause I'm Tech's guy, nigga?

Death tries like an F5

Glitch Up lyrics - NNUTTHOWZE (Tech N9ne, Zkeircrow & Phlaque The Grimstress)

Through the electrical encephalography scan to expand on the phenomenon interbrain synchrony

Our new synchronization pellets are injected within the frontal lobe of each of the three specimens

Creating what could become a dangerous army

Out your mouth you talk a lot of hate

Behind my back, but never say it to my face

Wishing for my negative outcome

But never get out none

How come you speak without a trace?

Always on silly shit

You know you can really get the peely quick

Lot of places we make the milli hit, we illy, bitch

But everytime we come around, you hiccup

Doing the opposite of how you diss us, you glitch up

Change the narrative, never imperative

Like when you shared a bitch

Now you inherited funeral carriages

Backpedaling wack devil in the chat

Meddling in a pack to attack veterans

That's when we gotta bring the llama out

Like Fat Tone we bring the drama to your babymomma's momma's house

'Til it ain't nothing else to qualm about

Cold blooded murder is what I heard the jury and your honor shout

Why do I gotta hear you don't fuck with us?

But when I come around, you all turn down, all you do is just glitch up!

On some real shit I cannot feel this, you can bet them words get you hit up!

But then you bitch up, soon as I arrive, you ain't live, what you do is just glitch up!

When you hear "Nigga, what's up?"

Backstabber to that rapper for mad chatter

Gat spatter, bad splatter from "rattatta"

Snake in the grass, we can be famous for breaking your ass

Placing your anus in, facing the trash

Heinous for faking the pad

You silent when you see me

You can pay the cost for true violence but here's a freebie

Even if you flew to new Islands, no peace treaty

Then back to the asylum we flying to eat Wheaties

Why you gotta act and be tough and freeze up when you know that we rough

Bound to have you begging and calling for Jesus

But no it ain't no heaven for y'all when the three nuts squeeze, bust (Chea!)

Round you I be suspicious 'cause I know the stories you telling are fictitious

Evil and malicious, which is making me load the clip up

Busting something, unlike you it'll never glitch up

Why do I gotta hear you don't fuck with us?

But when I come around, you all turn down, all you do is just glitch up!

On some real shit I cannot feel this, you can bet them words get you hit up

But then you bitch up, soon as I arrive, you ain't live, what you do is just glitch up!

When you hear "Nigga, what's up?"

Flake as fuck, you're cutthroat

Never ran with snakes 'cause I'm the antidote, read the footnote

No hopes and no jokes

Fake folks get blood soaked, end quote, watch my gun smoke

Could've, should've, would've but you didn't

And now you're sitting fooly looking pussy, you a kitten

So stop glitching

Sew you're bitching 'cause you're caught up

Tried to destroy us, now you avoid us when we walk up, talk up!

All I know is you a hater

20 years later talking shit to separate us

Went from instigator to clout chaser, I doubt that you got paper

You know what this is all about, traitor!

So stop whining, your mouth dug your own ditch

Wish became your demise when the lie switch

You're scratching a spot that don't itch

We pop and don't miss, the opps don't exist

Don't glitch, you see me, bitch

Why do I gotta hear you don't fuck with us?

But when I come around, you all turn down, all you do is just glitch up!

On some real shit I cannot feel this, you can bet them words get you hit up!

But then you bitch up, soon as I arrive, you ain't live, what you do is just glitch up!

When you hear "Nigga, what's up?"

What Happened To You? lyrics - NNUTTHOWZE (Tech N9ne, Zkeircrow & Phlaque The Grimstress)

Thank you for your bravery

It takes a tremendous amount of courage to share your life experiences

Traumatic situations when held inside can create depression, that could lead to suicide, self-mutilation, etc

So thank you for trusting enough to tell me...

What happened to you?

I was at a loss for words

Something really off occurred

Situations are thought to curve, then I guess I caught the nerve

What happened to you?

I would give it to you play by play

When I was dealing with it day by day

Never fake and never hesitate to say, say, say

What happened to you?

I was at a loss for words

Something really off occurred

Situations are thought to curve, then I guess I caught the nerve

What happened to you?

I would give it to you play by play

When I was dealing with it day by day

Never fake and never hesitate to say, say, say

What happened to you?

Man, I ain't got the words

But this motherfucker had the nerve

To try to play someone that is superb

But the shit that he showed was for the birds

Or should I say a wolf in sheep's clothing

Thought he was real, but he was straight posing

Our union was headed for corrosion

Lies, no one'll abide, and my hub became frozen

So...

Hold up, you talking 'bout frozen?

How 'bout seeing your mama get her eye swollen

By a nigga who was hoping eloping

But domestic violence every night, an explosion

I was just in the third grade

Couldn't bring light and protection to her days

A beautiful lady but he couldn't control the stir crazy

Drinking and smoking and have my mother off in the worst way

Well, I had it way worse

Seemed like a nigga stay cursed

So much pain in my vein, every day it hurt (Wow)

Thought I had a close-knit family

But over time, I guess, their moms didn't understand me

Small shit became bigger than it should be

Me being alone, I thought I never would be

But the shit came crumbling down when something serious happened

And it was humbling, now listen

Nah, you listen, 'cause I ain't finished mine

I was just trying to tell you how this demon did his crime

To a sweet sweet lady with heaps, he's crazy

If I wasn't so young, I would've been the street sweep maybe

Maybe I wasn't through

Releasing and speaking my point of view

Be back in a few, since you motherfuckers ain't worried what happened to me

What happened to you?

I was at a loss for words

Something really off occurred

Situations are thought to curve, then I guess I caught the nerve

What happened to you?

I would give it to you play by play

When I was dealing with it day by day

Never fake and never hesitate to say, say, say

What happened to you?

I was at a loss for words

Something really off occurred

Situations are thought to curve, then I guess I caught the nerve

What happened to you?

I would give it to you play by play

When I was dealing with it day by day

Never fake and never hesitate to say, say, say

What happened to you?

Before I was rudely interrupted, trying to show you how my life was corrupted

With my kids being ripped from the clutches

That felt severe, ill like gut punches

Blindsided by infidelity, unsettling

Grass is green, she's seen other things

Lost her teem, it seemed gloomy

Playing Ricky Ricardo without Lucy

Excuse me, you cut us so rudely

I was just saying I wanted to hit him with the tooly

For going to mom's workplace to serve hate

Told her "Come outside", and put a beating to her face

Beat her into a hospital bed

Me and my family was thinking "Off with his head"

She was unconscious, ratchet scars in his red

The trauma to her activated seizures

Hit me harder when she woke up with amnesia

As I was saying, this fuck nigga stay playin'

Thought he was solid, but I caught him in a room laying with a wack bitch

But I'm Phlaque, bitch

And he's the past

He couldn't keep it real, so he fumbled the bag

He was butt naked, in a telly with a whore

Kicking him and yelling out the hotel door

He claimed F.O.Y. , but he's a devil, ah

I was queen, but he wasn't at my level, guy

Well, this is the last level, 'cause everybody spoke

Out of turn, but to me it was a fucking joke

Gave you my heart and soul with what I told you

For what it's worth, I still got my closure

Yeah, she closed you out and she sent you to Ramadan, friend

Y'all, I'm feeling healed and well, 'cause I'm the shaman, Amen

This would be the last I'm responding

I'm through with this pitiful trauma bonding

What happened to you?

I was at a loss for words

Something really off occurred

Situations are thought to curve, then I guess I caught the nerve

What happened to you?

I would give it to you play by play

When I was dealing with it day by day

Never fake and never hesitate to say, say, say

What happened to you?

I was at a loss for words

Something really off occurred

Situations are thought to curve, then I guess I caught the nerve

What happened to you?

I would give it to you play by play

When I was dealing with it day by day

Never fake and never hesitate to say, say, say

What happened to you?

We're Home lyrics - Tech N9ne & Zkeircrow (feat. Seuss Mace)

Yo, you cannot tell me where to go so

I think that it's time you know bro

Crazy now someplace we go

It's something we grow slow then store

Inside a hiding place behind a smiling face, if you bring it to surface

Where it's turbulence with demons in circus

But here is home for us, serene is the purpose

Even though this road is so cold with it

We don't go visit, keep my dome so vivid yeah

In a land where a lot of fears know

Down deep in the tear zone

We're home, we're home, we're home

I know we live in a zoo

Animals are coming at you

You know what to do

Got to turn 'em black and blue

For the love of your family and crew

Then your circumference ought to be what's curated by who

Look in a mirror if you don't have a clue

Home is a state of mind, you ship a zoo

On a mental level I am giving 'em all tattoos

We're home

Are your doors open?

We're home

No perception, no more guessing

We're home

This world's [?] ocean

We're home

Ain't no question, join the session

Roll call, this is music for your soul y'all

Simply living to control all

In the direction of those who would've chose to take the load off

No mistakin' we here in the rapture

Plead my case and go win this best actor

I can smell the decay from the rafters while they distract us

Storming outside in my mind Van Gogh

I'm living amongst the stars like I'm Lando

The mask is tight and path with the foresight

We pass the like cause life ain't so contrite

We float on clouds and drink the rain with no malice on mountains

To coat the pain we trick the brain with palaces and fountains

Bouncing, creed assassin, doing knee counseling

And who's asking?

You assume brown skin

You a foe passin'

Pack my bags and escape as we all sang

We float on clouds and drink the rain with no malice on mountains

To coat the pain we trick the brain with palaces and fountains

Nnutthowze

We're home

Are your doors open?

We're home

No perception, no more guessing

We're home

This world's [?] ocean

We're home

Ain't no question, join the session

Get up out of your way for too long hoe you stuck

Sitting back watching [?] fuck like a cut

Walk to the store in my hoodie and chucks

Seen a dad with his kid needing change in his cup

So I reached in my pocket and pulled out a buck

Would've gave more but I'm down on my luck

Headed inside to the back in the cut

Grabbing some juice and some noodles and cups

Then I heard somebody say

"Gimme all the increments

Think fast or [?] you ain't thinking shit"

Sour taste in my mouth like a warhead

I ducked down, headed for the front door, lead

Left the gun, now someone on the floor dead

Evil has a way of keeping the poor fed

Right as I was sneaking out of the front door

He shot the cashier right in the forehead

Outside I seen the same little kid on the curb all alone in the dark as he cried

He said my dad just put on a mask then he paced back and forth then he walked inside

He said I'm scared and I just don't know what to do and I just wanna go home

I said unfortunately the wicked habitat that we're living in right now is our home

Put your mom on the phone

We're home

Are your doors open?

We're home

No perception, no more guessing

We're home

This world's [?] ocean

We're home

Ain't no question, join the session

BLISS (2023)

• Welcome To The P.I.T.S. (Skit)
• Badge Of Honor
• Knock
• KC Huh? KC What?
• They Know Meh
• Y'all Having A Good Time?! (Skit)
• Tell Everyone
• Things I Like
• 3D
• W H A T (We're Hungry And Thirsty)
• Crowd Participation (Skit)
• Wess Paul Bennett
• Pull Out
• Fatha Fig Ya (Food For Thought)
• Reach Us
• Red Aura
• Screen
• That Was Dope! (Skit)
• Drill Sergeant
• Bro So Mo (Lemony Snicket's)
• I Met A Morph
• Problem At The Pump (Skit)
• Deer Alley
• 2 Happy
• Got What I Wanted 

Welcome To The P.I.T.S. (Skit) lyrics - Tech N9ne

You're rockin' witcha favorite DJ

The illest DJ, DJ Doc

What the fuck's up?

Y'all ready to get this shit started?

My name is DJ DOc and we gon' do it like this, ha

Say, "Hell yeah"

Hell yeah

Say, "Fuck yeah"

Fuck yeah

I'd like to welcome everybody to the P.I.T.S.

Not the pits of Hell, y'all

It's the party in the sky

New shit from Tech N9ne, y'all, let's go!

Badge Of Honor lyrics - Tech N9ne

Disclaimer

I realized I couldn't change how people look at me

But it gets lamer becomin a rich stranger

But some people minimize it until you get angered

My life myself never (had the drama)

Since I arrived from the (vag of mama)

You can move mountains share your things

And still won't receive a

Badge of honor!

I never needed a (badge of honor)

But the people receiving a (badge of honor)

Homicidal, genocidal if you really want em

Believin ya (grab the llama)

You can move mountains share your things

And still won't receive a

Badge of honor!

I grew up in the projects (ninth street) Payless tennis shoes on my feet

He came up in the middle class where it's (quite neat) rockin the nice clothes and fly sneaks

I started rappin nobody can bar this passion pushin and goin so hard it happened

He started trappin target ass so he started talkin to women in a harlot fashion

I'm on the block like wow, rhyme god class and I aim to spit styles

I was broke and I'm happy entertainin crowds he was in the game sellin cane where shit's foul

I was thinkin strange and I gained a pen pal solidified a name made a claim that sit proud

On my neck it hang and swang and gets loud he was in a lane fulla pain joined a gang and tripped out

I'm knowing I was gonna be so great biggest fuckin artist in the MO state

Many peeps know Yates gonna eat yo face when I open the coffin I'm gonna need Colgate

He's really goin at it D-Bo rate with the weapon he steppin and got the negro hate

Why are we so late she shot a brother I shot a video and he got the B.O.H

My life myself never (had the drama)

Since I arrived from the (vag of mama)

You can move mountains share your things

And still won't receive a

Badge of honor!

I never needed a (badge of honor)

But the people receiving a (badge of honor)

Homicidal, genocidal if you really want em

Believin ya (grab the llama)

You can move mountains share your things

And still won't receive a

Badge of honor!

I had a contact to Universal two through rehearsal and it led to a contract

He wanted combat never knowin where the calm at putin a lotta killin upon blacks

I got really good on the flow no doubt tourin around the globe and the shows sold out

He fa sho goes south in a low low's mouth ran a train on a woman in the remote dope house

I won awards he ran the whores crime is really somethin he can afford

But I'm deep in the Forbes eatin fa sure while he up in the city tryin to even the score

I was runnin guap up sellin records and I know that nobody can stop us

He was runnin gunnin somebody done got touched

I was feelin freedom his energy got bruh locked up

I made the millis and I gave an opportunity to homies in the city got em paid off a unity

But he was in prison the killas they brought the lunacy

He's the victorious one and they got the eulogy

I am the number one independent since

Forever he got an extended pen sentence

But I (have to comma) and wonder why the great is so hated but he got out and got the badge of honor

My life myself never (had the drama)

Since I arrived from the (vag of mama)

You can move mountains share your things

And still won't receive a

Badge of honor!

I never needed a (badge of honor)

But the people receiving a (badge of honor)

Homicidal, genocidal if you really want em

Believin ya (grab the llama)

You can move mountains share your things

And still won't receive a

Badge of honor!

P.S. this some B.S.!

No matter how hard a brother gotta work he jerked by his people that treat em evil like he cursed the turf

Cause the verse went in reverse so he hurt the church they call you Illuminati when you spurt from dirt

Slave ass mentality when you lavish the pack will hit you on the media with a savage attack thinkin I'm a slave and say my lab is a trap they wouldn't speak a fuckin word if Travis was black!

My life myself never (had the drama)

Since I arrived from the (vag of mama)

You can move mountains share your things

And still won't receive a

Badge of honor!

I never needed a (badge of honor)

But the people receiving a (badge of honor)

Homicidal, genocidal if you really want em

Believin ya (grab the llama)

You can move mountains share your things

And still won't receive a

Badge of honor!

Knock lyrics - Tech N9ne, Conway the Machine, X-Raided & Joyner Lucas

The Strange god is on top

'Cause the brain is inflamed, it drains cortisone shots

Then came water flown snot

And I blame smokin' strains with thangs spotted on pot

My names lauded thrones watched

I bang on you lames, ya main squatted on jocks!

The pain brought, it won't stop

On the cane, that's arranged by Dame got it on lock!

You're the copy, I'm the original

How you wiggle is sorta saucy, you need a bit more to top me (Pause)

Had hordes of thotties, some order stopped me

No more to lock me for debauchery, good auras taught me

The Moors, the Ahkt's galore ya brought me, any lord on across me

Ignore the mockeries, it's Porta Potty, but go on explore ya hobbies

From me, I tore the folly, now the core, the body is door to jolly, 'cause in every town I hit, I score the broccoli

No copssee or Tekashi's

Every time I flow, it's disaster shown

Solo now when I put the murder down, yes, I act alone

Tryin' not to outrap the song, red flag, say rag ya wrong

Lad to grown, color in the uniform of Pat Mahomes

K.I.N.G. lotta people don't see he got hip hop in his ligaments

All the negative chat and they wonder where the positive nigga went

But I gotta deliver this I'm the greatest

When I dominate it, never compensated, and you know I'm the best, then you say another is, that's cognitive dissonance

Look, we used to be 'caine shoppin' for whole blocks

Now them Griselda gang niggas, they got it on lock

Where them young niggas pull switches on they glocks and load mops

My man went through them niggas hood and shot the whole block

He disses, he gettin' dumped before his album gon' drop

Another rapper dead, but shit, now he gon pop

Now look at the face of his homies and momma all shocked

It's DrumWork, I bet now they know that's how them boys rock, ah!

Talk to them niggas KING, yeah

You know I make the music niggas with felonies sing

But lately the ladies been all on me and tellin' me things

Like, "Con, you my everything"

Ask 'em, who that nigga right now? And they yellin' Machine

And not just from the flawless stones in the desolate ring

Jottin', flows hit like body blows the impact severe your spleen

Don't wanna hear your coat raps, you broke niggas ain't sellin' a thing

Talk to 'em, talk to 'em

Play with me if you want and you gettin' spilled

You niggas act like ya'll the only niggas that did a drill

The difference, we don't brag on Internet when we get a kill

I'm headlinin' over niggas 'cause I'm the bigger deal

So when it's contract time' I get the bigger deals

But I'ma do it indie, that's how I get the bigger mills

My music hit different if you really was in the field

Knock, knock, knock

Till the shit in ya mama's china cabinet drop!

Knock, knock, knock

I'm tired of knockin', so I'm kickin' in the spot

Every time I Busta Rhyme, that's When Disaster Strikes

Got an original flow and never cared what none of you bastards like

You punch a line lyin' about committin' a bunch of crimes

Ended up cryin' after them people signal Rico wit' a bunch of time

I'm the blue addition to Strange Music's new edition

Yes, I had to clear my eye to improve the vision

That's a homophone, though the west coast is where I'm known to roam

You can catch me in KC havin' challah and provolone

Get that money mane!

When Tech N9ne passed the mic, I caught the Holy Ghost and recited the last half of the passion of Christ In Aramaic

Aromatic, walked in, yo' girl stated I'm fragrant

Flagrantly disregardful of you, hella blatant

Dubious! Pass the light, let's blaze it and lift it up

My duty was to crush the track, who's the best? It's truly us

Strange! Deranged in the membrane, them Plain Jane rhyme schemes is thin, mayne

Like yo 'skin, I'll get under it like a splinter

Yo' membership is mainly in relation to your kin's fame

Nepotistic

So your dopeness ain't somethin' that I consider

Nephew, I propose that we pose and take a picture

So when they forget that, you can say you knew X and Tech and they'll remember

Dismember your temper, my temperature's hotter than an ember

And that hatred burnin' all in your spirit right in the center

I'm The Son, SOLAR, the polar opposite of the winter

I'm Mithra, I die and I'm born again on the solstice in December

May I enter?

Knock, knock, knock

Till the shit in ya mama's china cabinet drop!

Knock, knock, knock

I'm tired of knockin', so I'm kickin' in the spot

Yeah, this rap shit got me tired and I've been tired since

Been thinkin' 'bout retirin', all this winnin' gets tirin' (Facts)

And I admit, I've been too obsessed with tryna win

That I killed the old me, it was suicide, it's a violin

And shit, if I could do it all over, I'd die again

And get out the game, 'cause half these niggas is cap with a giant brim (Cap)

They say I'm corny, I think it's funny, 'cause I am him

And all yo' favorite rappers call me and say I inspire them

I'm outta my mind, I think that I have to find it

They told me I'm absent minded

Dissin' my pain and I mastermind it (Whoa)

And I'm one of your class curriculum, nigga, they studyin' me tryna figure out why I keep shittin' on niggas

They hate when I pick on these niggas, but I'm really just sick of these niggas

I hate to get back to violence, but couldn't find me, your moment, that's felonies, niggas, I had to time it, uh

If my life was whip, then I'm ridin' they shit till my axels grinded

Standin' ontop of the mountains of death, I had to climb it

And my diamonds match the climate (Bling)

So don't come near us, I'm to lit, you can't compare us

You took trips and went to Paris, I bought houses for my parents (Real shit)

Damn, this shit way too overbearin', but I'm still gon' shake the dice (Tech, what up, nigga?)

Nigga, what you know 'bout eggs and rice?

I turned somethin' outta nothin', this a fuckin' paper kite

If I threw out all my jewelry, you gon' see them Vegas lights

This is fuckin' poltergeist, this ain't happen overnight, nigga, Joyner

Knock, knock, knock

Till the shit in ya mama's china cabinet drop!

Knock, knock, knock

I'm tired of knockin', so I'm kickin' in the spot

KC Huh? KC What? lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Roblo Dastar, King D & Lil Ava)

Strange Music special collection

'Zilla keep the heater just in case we have a booboo

Kansas City natives and we are a little cuckoo

[Tech N9ne:]

Fans are with me, I am this spitty

My price is running 50 grand to get me

My jams are crispy

I blam the Blicky if somebody disrespecting Kansas City

Plan to hit me, we got something to hand you quickly

And that something will land you stiffly

Expand your titty, no vest, I guess he wore the brand of Vicky

Rhyme vocals stay crazy 'cause I am postal

Even though a N9na flying coastal, N9ne's local

You can find me after 4 at Prime Social

Dope flow, I'm the papi

Broke? No, Donny's guappy

Those foes'll get the toast though like okonomiyaki

Okie dokie, I get hokey pokey

'Cause the goatee's dope, bitch I hold the trophy

So below me, your quotes be jokes, G

Never pro me [?] we throw B's

Tell me you from KC without telling me you from KC

Feels like I won the lottery if I got a plate of Gates free

KC huh? KC what?

KC huh? KC what?

KC (MO!) KC (K!)

KC (MO!) KC (K!)

KC huh? KC what?

Let's get it!

[Lil Ava:]

Going deep, game is Pat Mahomes

Duffle bag, money bag of bones

Started from the bottom, now we here

I got 'em, Ava coming from the catacombs

The one and only out now, yeah

Where I said I see clouds, yeah

Kansas City ran 'cross my chest

World business, only I'm a baller now

Y'all game is hollow, break the bottom out

They popping off but it's called a foul

Claiming woop but still get to class

Gotta label Ava "Little Problem Child"

Tech in here with me too, yeah

What up on the wrist new, yeah

They all want a little piece of gang

Gotta stick to me just like glue, yeah

Brandishing knowledge like she went to college

Hidden away [?] demolished

The bigger the digits the longer the math

Red and that yellow, I'm stepping in style

Like KC behind me, we going, we wilding

It took you longer to figure it out

We leaving 'em all in the dust

And you balling with us and The King

Do know we about, okay

[Tech N9ne:]

KC huh? KC what?

KC huh? KC what?

KC (MO!) KC (K!)

KC (MO!) KC (K!)

KC huh? KC what?

Let's get it!

[King D:]

Big talk can't belittle me, walk, if he stop

He getting popped by the tip of the thought

He can't blog, his life boring just to keep it a buck

I done gave that boy a dollar 'cause he ain't got a buck

I done gave that girl a charm 'cause you ran out of luck

It's best for my team, put the Chiefs on the run

It's best for red tees 'cause you niggas is done

My TEC is Nike and I keep it on one

I bought the rocket, let me rock the rocket

Holding on to my stick like a hockey socket

[?], if he ain't, I got this

18th and Vine, in the middle of Prospect

I'm [?] no matter who's in line

Think he speaking dutch, nigga, guten tag

Thank you very much, who you rooting for?

KC, home of the Gods like Jerusalem, uh

What you really getting paid for?

Getting signed [?] looking at your labels

In you're mind, got me twisting up your mental

In a foreign, take it back to Sacramento

Uh huh, we ain't whipping in a rental

I'm the prize, little baby, be gentle

It's the GOAT and the God, detrimental

Be astonished how I kill the instrumental, uh

[Tech N9ne:]

KC huh? KC what?

KC huh? KC what?

KC (MO!) KC (K!)

KC (MO!) KC (K!)

KC huh? KC what?

Let's get it!

[Roblo DaStar:]

Where I'm from, yeah I from the middle

Tech tagged me in so I'ma brag a little

Big dog, they let me out the kennel

Disrespect the town, you better guard your dentals

They was hating and I knew it

Had one chance and they blew it

Yeah, stay loyal mean everything

Yeah, I'm real slime, I'm on to better things

So let me answer y'all questions, yeah I'm really from Kansas

But I'm Picasso with the Glock, hoe, I'll put rojo on your canvas

Yeah I flex on guys but I don't exercise

Yeah I'm next up, [?]

No I don't skate, I electric slide

Can't ride [?], she gotta pick a side

Niggas looking oppy, yeah I'm hot like Takis

So much sauce, I should work for Ollie

And I beat the beat like I trained with Rocky

Stay parallel, I was getting toppy

Yeah I'm saying less and I'm praying more

Real blessings, better check the score

Word to Popper, I'm getting plenty more

Came through the window, said "Fuck the door"

[Tech N9ne:]

KC huh? KC what?

KC huh? KC what?

KC (MO!) KC (K!)

KC (MO!) KC (K!)

KC huh? KC what?

Let's get it!

They Know Meh lyrics - Tech N9ne & The Popper

[Tech N9ne:]

They know me everywhere I go

They know, they know, they know, they know

They know me everywhere I go

They know, they know me everywhere I go

[Tech N9ne {The Popper} *Both*:]

Ayy, thought I can go to Istanbul

And not be noticed, turns out everybody know this damn tool

I go to visit, folks are with it 'cause I can spit and drool

I'm so committed, bro, the lid is, I'ma just twist and pull

Even at the old folks' home {They know me}

Stopped through to show some love, they know those songs, ayy {They know me}

They got my logos on

Grannies half swooned

They want some stab wounds

So they tried to follow me to the bathroom (Fast, pyoom)

Goddamn, everywhere they know me (Yeah), they show me (Yeah)

Love, ladies want my cream filling like cannoli (Uh)

In the west I tell her that I'm KC and not a Cali rapper (Yeah)

But it really don't matter, she want that batter out of my tally wacker, my zowy zapper (Yeah)

Off top, they know me like they got my DNA *Ayy*

Bathroom attendants know me when I'm on my va*cay*

Player like Kobe, that thing, she wanna throw me

Your girl, she beg to blow me, homie

They know me

[Tech N9ne:]

When I think I'm creeping on the low (They know me everywhere I go)

Soon as I step out the door (They know me everywhere I go)

You don't like fame if you wanna roll (They know me everywhere I go)

Even the po' (They know, they know me everywhere I go)

[The Popper:]

We shining, see, we strutting with this glow (They know me everywhere I go)

Under our shoes, you never seen the grass grow (They know, they know, they know, they know)

The streets and at the club, the radio (They know me everywhere I go)

Up in the MO (They know)

Yeah, you hear me? (They know me everywhere I go)

Turkey Leg Hut, go ask Lynn (They know me)

Called one of them Wells up on the phone and they said, "That's him" (They know me)

The Popper push them t-shirts like they cocaine (They know me)

8-8-816 and 913 my domain (They know me)

Ask Team Pump, my hustle is relentless (They know me)

Reppin' 60 block, plus Countryview to friendship (They know me)

In the, in the A with Zay and K Digga (They know me)

DJ Funky TicTac, I rocks with you (They know me)

I'm always known to keep it one hun' (They know me)

Hello Edwin, relatives in London (They know me)

When I, when I go abroad and I'm on tour (They know me)

When I go to France and they say, "Bonjour" (They know me)

I got active with your main and seen her head drop (They know me)

When I, when I'm out in Denver up in Red Rock (They know me)

Gritted plenty with a lot of solid hustlers (They know me)

IMKC would like to thank our loyal customers (They know me)

They know me

[Tech N9ne:]

When I think I'm creeping on the low (They know me everywhere I go)

Soon as I step out the door (They know me everywhere I go)

You don't like fame if you wanna roll (They know me everywhere I go)

Even the po' (They know, they know me everywhere I go)

[The Popper:]

We shining, see, we strutting with this glow (They know me everywhere I go)

Under our shoes, you never seen the grass grow (They know, they know, they know, they know)

The streets and at the club, the radio (They know me everywhere I go)

Up in the MO (They know)

Yeah, you hear me? (They know me everywhere I go)

[Tech N9ne:]

Tech N9ne, The Popper

Kan' City shit, boy

Yeah

They know me

They know me, they know me

They know me, they know me

They know me, they know me

They know me, they know me

They know me, they know me

They know me, they know me

They know me, they know me

Homies from the show me

Y'all Having A Good Time?! (Skit) lyrics - Tech N9ne

Y'all having a good time at the P.I.T.S.?

Y'all feeling my shit like a gastroenterologist or what?

Okay, one, two

One, two, three, let's go

Hey, hey

Hey, hey

Party In The Sky is lit the fuck up

Yeah, ha-ha

Woo, yessir!

More fire from Tech N9ne, y'all, let's get it

Tell Everyone lyrics - Tech N9ne

Tell everyone hey, hey

Tell everyone hey, hey

Tell everyone hey, hey, ohhhhh

Tell everyone (that we got it) hey, hey

Tell everyone (that we solid) hey, hey

Tell everyone (that we make it) hey, hey

Tell everyone (that this bond we got it mean a lot to us and it's sacred) hey, hey

Tell everyone that we did that (chyeah)

Performin' so well got us big racks (chyeah)

So we gon' eat they know we mentally on street

'Cause we on beat without a click track (chyeah)

You get 1 off we gon' get some get back (chyeah)

Try to run hoes like you tripped in mix match (chyeah)

Makin' the dash and if he think he takin the pass

My homes'll break 'em in half like a Kit Kat

Tell 'em we the best though like we at a DJ Khaled show

But I take it over like I was a klepto

Makin' the magic when I'm movin' I be like presto

On the path running fast I'm electro

I am the gas what they have in the manifesto

Try to beat us your label gonna be necro

Tell everyone we gonna be winners wit the Tech flow

Team is up cause everybody bring the trust

Seen the dust from me it really mean ya suck

The dream is just to dominate the green to crush

Kings are us and stoppin' everything ya touch

You don't wanna see me and my homies erupt

99 percent is never gon' be enough

Get that W they show me the bucks

The voice within my head it told me to just

Tell everyone (that we got it) hey, hey

Tell everyone (that we solid) hey, hey

Tell everyone (that we make it) hey, hey

Tell everyone (that this bond we got it mean a lot to us and it's sacred) hey, hey

Understand me fam

I'm so quick they can never really catch me on a handy cam

The fans be dwamn a winner like my family planned

Tell everyone like I was Candyman

Beat up heads the competitor see us tread

All over their people were they about to beat us negative

The fights for stripes like Adidas threads

They need us dead but we got the sea of red

Tell em we the coldest (chyeah)

So much you cannot hold it I say it loud and everybody knows it

But we not bout ta blow it (chyeah)

Cause we got alotta soldiers and you know we comin rugged and roguish (chyeah)

My click won we put the glitch in their system (chyeah)

Predictions against us then you get none (chyeah)

Affliction is what we givin when hits come

Look at their faces I twist em like I ripped one

I coulda put a sound effect ya prolly need the clown for that

But the crown respect is what is in the town for Tech

Caught the L and you found regret

Yes you are very dumb (chyeah)

Cause you thought you was a boss something awfully scary comes

And yeah we buried em

My teams from a sanitarium so tell everyone

Tell everyone (that we got it) hey, hey

Tell everyone (that we solid) hey, hey

Tell everyone (that we make it) hey, hey

Tell everyone (that this bond we got it mean a lot to us and it's sacred) hey, hey

Tell everyone (that we got it) hey, hey

Tell everyone (that we solid) hey, hey

Tell everyone (that we make it) hey, hey

Tell everyone (that this bond we got it mean a lot to us and it's sacred) hey, hey

Tell everyone, tell everyone! Hey, hey

Tell everyone, tell everyone! Hey, hey

Tell everyone, tell everyone! Hey, hey

Tell everyone, tell everyone! Hey, hey

Tell everyone

Things I Like lyrics - Tech N9ne

(I like) A really hot morn

Wakin' up going at it so rough she get her top torn

I like feelin' like I shot porn

I like Buncha Crunch inside of my salted and buttered popcorn

Yeah I like that, I like my people and crew

That know when it come to me they never take no fecal in you

I like (here we go) android over iPhone

But I'm thinkin' of gettin' one equaling two

I like the fans, I feel like I'm y'all play brotha

Super elite and I be rippin' it all day for ya

I like red, white, black, and all gray colors

And the ethnic aisle at Walmart is Raw Shea butter

I like to (leave alone)

Issues and goin' all petty rot in hell and you gets none

But I really like (Creed cologne)

If you ain't knowin' already I ain't tellin' you which one

I like I'm a black king that'll bomb first and shoot

I like fat strings in my converse and boots

And in my shell toes that I bought off a Melrose

Without jackers tryna kill me peel me like Velcro

I like the high bro I've been when I go hidin'

I like to microdose chocolate Psilocybin

Tech just showed out, when I exit blowed route

I like grilled barbecue chicken at Texas Roadhouse

(I like)

Hey back then I used to daydream 'bout green and other things

(I like)

Hey but now I'm stepping way clean I'm king at everything

(I like)

Ayy this ain't to make the fans bring me things know what I mean

(I like)

The way I'm spittin', the way that I'm living ayy

(I like the way)

(I like) a lady not bringin' torture to me

Lucky me I got that and really court her truly

I like Victoria's Secret for her boobies

And because of my mother I like horror movies

What really (moves me though)

Is havin' a get together with (who we know)

When they leave I clean up and I listen (to me flow)

In my all black Beats by Dre (studio) headphones (yeah I like that)

We got guap big cheese chunks

'Cause my trio will not stop till we slump

I like makin' the spot hop watchin' me stunt

Then I listen to Yacht Rock or P. Funk

I like wit skill I can't be handled

Write like I'm back in the ghetto rockin' janky sandals

Like I'm still writing heaters off in a stanky bando

Now I'm in my house or hotel I like my Yankee Candles

I like to do it wit' the lights on

When the N9na be gettin' to it, it's like a cyclone

Hit my home, I rule it when I get the mic on

You know I'm really flowin' fluid wit' this I like song

I like to think my fans take the love in my music

And use that so they can shake the drug

Problem one thing I like when I stand face to mug

You look me right in my eye with the handshakes or hugs mane

Yeah, I like my plans to visit Africa

Uh huh! And I'd like to see Jamaica and be smokin' that reefer

Yeah yeah, or go to Greece to straight release

And I like when we go to Puerto Rico walkin' la placita wit' my Mamacita

(I like)

Hey back then I used to daydream 'bout green and other things

(I like)

Hey but now I'm stepping way clean I'm king at everything

(I like)

Ayy this ain't to make the fans bring me things know what I mean

(I like)

The way I'm spittin', the way that I'm living ayy

(I like the way)

(I like)

3D lyrics - Tech N9ne

My shit bangs concocted Strange (I keep it zero degrees)

Lost his fame but I sustained (so many people agree)

Bout this thang it's not the same but when you speak on me

Some of the mentions I see (what!) you one dimension I'm 3 (D)

One dimension I'm 3 (D) you one dimension I'm 3 (D)

You not meant to flow I'm intentional one dimension I'm 3 (D)

Bout this thang it's not the same but when you speak on me

Some of the mentions I see (what!) you one dimension I'm 3 (D)

This the mo betta art my longevity gonna hit the foeva mark (scripture)

Hissers missed the go getter spark I'm innovative like I was sister Rosetta Tharpe

Speakin of that shit my hip hop mix and rock is attractive to the masses but you think it doesn't equate to blackness

Shaq yak and the actress that had a baby for Chadwick I'm on my Thanos ashes to ashes (chyeah)

You can't tell me that Tecca N9na ain't the Strange (chyeah) how you gonna say that when I brought it into the game

Gotta blame me for the people still bumpin the choppa thang try ta shame me what you be yellin is cockamamie (chyeah)

So plop atop ya granny all of your hatin blatantly will not defame me

All of you statin that we disolved are fakin so try new hobbies cause waitin for me to fall be like waiting for the Anunnaki

My shit bangs concocted Strange (I keep it zero degrees)

Lost his fame but I sustained (so many people agree)

Bout this thang it's not the same but when you speak on me

Some of the mentions I see (what!) you one dimension I'm 3 (D)

One dimension I'm 3 (D) you one dimension I'm 3 (D)

You not meant to flow I'm intentional one dimension I'm 3 (D)

Bout this thang it's not the same but when you speak on me

Some of the mentions I see (what!) you one dimension I'm 3 (D)

What type of artist do you want Tech ta be in genre breakin got alotta stake in equity

But I see sour hoodie niggas sayin fruck my complexity I rap high in the chain but I'm given a black eye in the game lames Uncle Fester me

Chatter could drill ya it can happen when you come and try to drop slam batter the killa

The hot jam rapper ta peel ya in the family of rap I'm the goddamn paterfamilias

But you ain't listenin past my Anghellic CDs I know cause you say it's yo favorite every time you see me

Hee hee treated me like I gave your lady a VD and heard you were her man but she really wanted my pee wee (chyeah)

How fuckin Strange Music can we be (chyeah) enough to be still killin when a handful of artists wanted to be free (chyeah)

Mean frowning at me my felons don't bust BB's the King Clown and the G is tellin you suck 3 D's!

My shit bangs concocted Strange (I keep it zero degrees)

Lost his fame but I sustained (so many people agree)

Bout this thang it's not the same but when you speak on me

Some of the mentions I see (what!) you one dimension I'm 3 (D)

One dimension I'm 3 (D) you one dimension I'm 3 (D)

You not meant to flow I'm intentional one dimension I'm 3 (D)

Bout this thang it's not the same but when you speak on me

Some of the mentions I see (what!) you one dimension I'm 3 (D)

W H A T (We're Hungry And Thirsty) lyrics - Tech N9ne, Kim Dracula & HU$H

Trust the thieves are gon rip it up ingest the heart and enjoy blood

Cause whatcha need they won't give it up unless ya part of their boys club

Rush for greed is how the tough succeed they lather us ta bleed and destroy love

But fuck the deeds the big void does we went to feed and kick noise up

WHAT

I'll show you pain

Lies

My blood is fire

Lies

My blood is fire

Lies

My blood is fire

Truth, what

Tell the truth

My blood is fire

Lies

My blood is fire

Lies

My blood is fire

We starvin I beg your fuckin pardon

You said it wasn't Darwin and told us have faith (chyeah)

So we bargin into your truth garden

Forbidden fruit carvin got ahold of that taste (chyeah)

They kept it away from us

Now we are wakin up no conversation just give it up (chyeah)

Those stories of satan crushed all of it faked

And bluffed ruling a nation the jig is up (chyeah)

All the dirt we gonna dig up snake is in the grass

We gonna trap it when it sliver (chyeah)

Yo mistaken I'm delivered from all indoctrination

You're forsaken when we're triggered (chyeah)

Turned water to wine I did it with rhyme

If you're not of this kind I'll scare ya bruh (chyeah)

This body this mind ain't sick and not blind

And I shine from here to Aotearoa (chyeah)

Hungry (chyeah) thirsty (chyeah)

And I ain't talkin burgers and a slurpee (chyeah)

That kinda stuff in time can really murc me

I'm talkin about something that can wake me and rework me (chyeah)

Broke the spell now I'm an irate one

Comin ta get what you cookin I took it and I ate some

My migration to criminalization I'm takin all the muthafuckin food and libations

WHAT

I'll show you pain

Lies

My blood is fire

Lies

My blood is fire

Lies

My blood is fire

Truth, what

Tell the truth

My blood is fire

Lies

My blood is fire

Lies

My blood is fire

They're staring, glaring

Everything, they wanna be comparing

Take off all of the betterment, I'm stronger and I'm on a mission

Am I sick of all of the baring?

Enemy remedy heresy, telling me to be a better me

But the best me is a me that ain't worth bettering

Based on books that are smitten with sentencing individuals

That ain't done much of fucking anything

Take a second, I'm on the rhythm of luck

I've had enough, I'm talkin' about the pick in the rough, in the dark

A monument taken from a villain, oh fuck

They've never really met a mother fucker, bitter, malevolent bit of phenomena (Oooh)

Back at the back of them, spittin' like a MAC-10

Top of the mat says you've fallen from the mattress

Got it patented, I got more gift of gab than

All the liars, all the fakes, better than all of them

(Dracula)

Demonstrate, everyone levitates

I am a victim of ya'll, but I can relate

Emulate, feelings are ever grey, peeling

Assimilate, sitting around while they masturbate

Brrrrrah da ka dooka dooka ka ka

You motherfuckers, don't you want a piece of the fun now?

Brrrrrah da ka dooka dooka ka ka

Hahaha (Dracula)

WHAT

I'll show you pain

Lies

My blood is fire

Lies

My blood is fire

Lies

My blood is fire

Truth, what

Tell the truth

My blood is fire

Lies

My blood is fire

Lies

My blood is whaaaat

Crowd Participation (Skit) lyrics - Tech N9ne

Aye, who wanna come up here and intro this next song, though?

Security, right there, in the middle

Red tank top with the Dolly P's hahaha

Get on up here, girl

Help her up, man!

State your name, baby

Bianca!

Bianca, read that screen for me, right there

"This next song is 'Wess Paul Bennett' by Tech N9ne, featuring Joey Cool and King Iso," let's go!

Wess Paul Bennett lyrics - Tech N9ne, Joey Cool & King Iso

[Tech N9ne:]

Hold up, wait a minute before you start stretching jaw

If I ever want a good word, never be electing y'all

See your reverends Paul to be at your beck and call

Hella good, we don't need your death and bawl

You ain't got no waste management so Yates vanishes away

No I blaze Spanish shit to say

When your hate damages a day

You do enough hurting because you a fuck person

You little with the fake panic, is you cray?

Why you gotta spray the planet with the grey

The way you come and say Tenech is a nay (Hey!)

What does the chatty patty call me, a flying cans

No way I am getting up out I am moving and I am dancing

Get a tub of water for throwing your lyin' pants in, you wanna bring it to me your honor, Bryan Cranston

Gen 3, .50 caliber my expansion

Ask me who did it, you gotta know I ain't answering (You though)

Never get another lying chance

When I tell all my killers come and get you like I am Manson

Hold up, like I got my nose up

I don't wanna listen to the petty exposure

Close your mouth, you're 'bout to get rolled up

Don't wanna be in the vicinity when it blows up

I went in and I been that bless

Why won't you come around and begin that stress

Ain't a friend or a kin that can mend that yet

You can bet that I am Wess and I ain't in that mess

You tryna dump on me galore I see

Nobody you know can hit ignore like me

One thing I have to say before I flee

I am Wess (Wess, wess, wess, wess) and I'm not in that mess

You tryna dump on me galore I see

Nobody you know can hit ignore like me

One thing I have to say before I flee

I am Wess (Wess, Wess, Wess, Wess) and I'm not in that mess

[Joey Cool:]

They act like I walked there before I could crawl (Before I could crawl)

I know they watchin' and waiting, they pray on my fall (They pray on my fall)

Claimin' they already caught it, but I don't recall (But I don't recall)

Keep it who is between 'em, throw me the ball

You win 'em all. My name is Paul (Paul)

Everybody switched up, how am I evolved

Bet they gotta be in mix up, don't nobody call

But you're hopin' that it picks up

Wanna push weight, well, you gotta get your bricks up

(Let me put the kicks up) why, when it kicked us

You was not around, how was y'all on the sick stuff

Sickest what I found every time I'm against them

The rookies probably gonna drown or they get stuck

(Go homie, get buck) I ain't the one to gossip, but I'm hearing

That my posse sorta talking and they kinda got disorderly

Everybody talking that if I do ever pop in and I swore they got me feeling [?] to me

You can check the numbers out, we've been doing it in units

Steadily moving to [?] quarterly

And then they wanna pause on me and don't let go of me

And hold on to everything that took a hold of me

Hold of barbarity (Rah rah), act so ordinarily (Rah rah)

Nowadays evolved, you know I ain't really with it

All I'm really with, a familiarity (Rah rah)

And then don't approach me if you ain't who you 'pose to be

I'm looking at you rarely (Rah rah)

And this is how it is temporarily (Rah rah), rarity, for the clarity

[Tech N9ne & King ISO:]

You tryna dump on me galore I see

Nobody you know can hit ignore like me

One thing I have to say before I flee

I am Paul (Paul, Paul, Paul, Paul) and that's between y'all

You tryna dump on me galore I see

Nobody you know can hit ignore like me

One thing I have to say before I flee

I am Paul (Paul, Paul, Paul, Paul) (You niggas man) and that's between y'all

[King Iso:]

Gotta keep it moving a hundred miles every minute

Them crackers can't wait 'til I drown like Emmett

And the industry is full of fucking clowns but I been it

When I tag 'em, ain't talkin' a profile and their gimmick

They speaking of Emmett Porter Smith out and I'm willing to let the Wesson catch him and stretch his mouth like he bending

Feel like fuck the rap game, throw the towel and I'm finished

Niggas acting like we all good, now we're pretending

Homie don't nobody really give a fuck about a nigga tryna take over the family, they ain't with that mission

Is that everybody smilin' in my face, but they gonna be the reason that I catch another case when I kill 'em

Niggas talk behind my back but in my face it be different

Thought that it was really love but it be hate they be sending

When life give me lemons, I'll be lemonading 'em in it

Catch a battery if niggas want to take a percentage

I don't be giving a fuck, like I ain't been laid in a dip

But these niggas only carin' 'bout the play if they in it

Hold up, wait a minute do we play a game just to win it

Need a vacation from niggas, I'm basically driven

All the hits across the net that I done made like it's tennis

But still in the hood like mechanics, done make me some chicken

Like the diamonds in my chain I'ma stay independent

These days real and fake don't make any difference

But to the game I done made a commitment

Like it's babed up, but they really bitches

Big toe, yeah I stay in the trenches

I'm still broke, better pay me with interest

Bring the wolves out when you dangle your riches

Bitch nigga, you can get a halo for Christmas

Had my dogs pull up to your place with a biscuit

When it's all said and done my name will be Bennett, nigga

[Tech N9ne:]

You tryna dump on me galore I see

Nobody you know can hit ignore like me

One thing I have to say before I flee

I am Bennett (Bennett, Bennett, Bennett, Bennett) I'm Bennett and I ain't in it

You tryna dump on me galore I see

Nobody you know can hit ignore like me

One thing I have to say before I flee

I am Bennett (Bennett, Bennett, Bennett, Bennett) I'm Bennett and I ain't in it

Pull Out lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Head DA DON)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

This knife's so big off in my pocket, make it hard to pull out

Different foreigns in my garages, which one I'ma pull out?

Baby tryna hit the lottery, tellin' me, "Don't pull out"

I know they plottin', but they dyin' if I ever pull out

They hatin' and you got 'em pissy, I say, "Fuck it, pull out"

They gon' try you, don't be slippin', yeah, you gotta pull out

Don't let that little thotty get you, you gon' have to pull out

Stack your papers till it's too silly for you to pull out

La, la

Blunt in my hand is dwamn

Ain't got no plans, illicit brand got me slammed in the land of

La, la

Hate and you scam, I can't understand whatchu sayin'

La, la, la, la

They said, "Tech N9na washed up," I gotta tell 'em, "Pull out the facts"

Lot of 'em stuck on planet rock like I can't pull out some plaques

What I scripted make me tickets, now I pull out the stacks

'Cause I brought Independence, Overland Park and every hood out for rap

Ain't no enemies touch us, so it ain't finna be ruckus

They just scaldin' 'cause we ballin' like the Flenory brothers

Listening

To the classic tunes of

This Ring

In my brand new Benz, I pulled out and believe it's still

Pristine

But I ain't bootsy or lame, try and juke me, I aim

Flyin' screw is fryin' food like I am Lutfi, I flame

If you fakin', this surely gonna get you hatin'

Wish you Nathan, but goodness when I pull out of your situation right?

This knife's so big off in my pocket, make it hard to pull out

Different foreigns in my garages, which one I'ma pull out?

Baby tryna hit the lottery, tellin' me, "Don't pull out"

I know they plottin', but they dyin' if I ever pull out

They hatin' and you got 'em pissy, I say, "Fuck it, pull out"

They gon' try you, don't be slippin', yeah, you gotta pull out

Don't let that little thotty get you, you gon' have to pull out

Stack your papers till it's too silly for you to pull out

If you ain't bangin' this

You deaf

You pullin' out on Tech, in other words

You left

I ain't lose no sleep 'cause they still on me like I'm

Hugh Hef

'Cause Goodro pulled this one out, and it's slow enough to

Two step

Devil accusations, constant hatin' 'cause I stood out

My darkness taken round the nation made the hood doubt

With the conversation, they not basing, or chasin' music that I'm making

Negatin', I'm ahead of the race, I still ain't pulled out

But niggas pull out the grief when a hood got released

Talkin' all that crazy mess when you just could mouth ya peace

If indeed we did some dirt our way, they would route the beef

All of that fake news you put in the city, all we gotta do is pull out receipts

So just let bygones be bygones, got them lies gone

So why moan? Like a pie slide on my bone

Pulled out the truth you can rely on

No fly zone, you suckas can pull out, but KC is my home

This knife's so big off in my pocket, make it hard to pull out

Different foreigns in my garages, which one I'ma pull out?

Baby tryna hit the lottery, tellin' me, "Don't pull out"

I know they plottin', but they dyin' if I ever pull out

They hatin' and you got 'em pissy, I say, "Fuck it, pull out"

They gon' try you, don't be slippin', yeah, you gotta pull out

Don't let that little thotty get you, you gon' have to pull out

Stack your papers till it's too silly for you to pull out

Fatha Fig Ya (Food For Thought) lyrics - Tech N9ne & RMR

If the core needs help wit self know I got it

And for sure dispel any hell soon as I drop it

This is more good intel to explore and it's well polished

If it's war wit us well we galore so you fail stop it

My grandma told me give and you'll receive (what else she say)

If you expect it back you'll stay in need (anything else)

And just be careful who you loanin' cheese

They might just stay gone in greed a bag ta do you wrong and flee (yeah that happens)

Don't hold it in or else it will ignite (that ain't good)

Verbal abusing you is still a fight (that's real)

Try ta keep your emotions keep your feelings tight

Wrong is tellin' you killins right just know that's some ill advice (straight up)

And please don't keep no one who don't wanna be kept (no bueno)

No matter how many lonely nights you slept (stay strong)

Cause if they know that bullshit you'll accept

They gonna wanna use you as a step so you better get up outta that place with pep (go)

Ooh

Days will come, days will come

Listen now and tell your sons

Nations fall battles won

Spare the old and take the young

Tell the blind tell the meek

Tell the lions and the sheeps

(Days will come)

Their fuckin' failures don't apply to you (never that)

Your life experiences are tried and true (that's right)

Might be let down if you confide in a crew

Jealous so be careful of all the dudes and bitches slidin' thru (preach)

Just mind your business unless someones hurt (on god)

So what if they straight or gay they from this earth (on god)

If you ain't with the family on it's birth

You don't know what they feel inside don't be actin like you some expert (tell em)

No social media flexin' money phones (uh huh)

Don't drop __cpLocation and tell everyone we home

No back and forth it'll get you a runny dome

Pain is worse than a funny bone big mouth we hit wit a gun we gone (outta here)

Ooh

Days will come, days will come

Listen now and tell your sons

Nations fall battles won

Spare the old and take the young

Tell the blind tell the meek

Tell the lions and the sheeps

Days will come, days will come

Listen now and hold your tongue

They can't push no spiritual path you should walk (no way)

And no political trash you should talk (don't do that)

This truth is somethin' you just sought

You let the fatha fig ya (what) give you food for thought!

Reach Us lyrics - Tech N9ne & X-Raided (feat. 2Gunn Kevi & Head DA DON)

Can you count sucka this is 29,032 feet

Too up to hear your whispers on the street

For me ta hear you shit I gotta come down try ta hide best believe ya gon be dumbfound

So far away from ground away form your terrible turbulent tyrranic tongue sounds

Dudes hoarse from the fly talkin aw you tryna make me use force but I'm sky walkin

You down there with ya stride off and lies crossin any and every because you petty then you die

Don't ever try to reach me if you E.V.I.L. beastly your heat is beneath me

Pun intended you shot it but none ascended this god is the one offended you a beach to Calichi yeah The boss in red my thoughts when said tower over your talkin heads

But once in a lifetime you caught them legs swingin down on the negativeness of the walkin dead tryin to reach us!

Na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na

We up

Na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na

Reach us

Na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na

We up

Na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na

To see me you gon have to take a peek (peak) Everest

Hater take a hike, sniper on the mic, I never miss (pew)

Bacio Della Morte if he ever diss

Go to war like the Lox

I'm from the Blocc so that's a clever Kiss (mwah)

Smooch em on the cheek

Better bring your A-game or I'll have you looking stupid on a beat

This part of the verse is third person cuz the truth's about to speak

He met Nike and she never introduced him to Defeat

Talk slimy behind my back, be a beezy when Confronted

Never worried 'bout a fade, that's Breezy, we can run it

We can Run It? OK, check it, check it, check it out!

I'll be chillin at the Summit, stomach queasy while you plummet (yugh)

Show you much love if you're truly a fan

Otherwise, I'll draw n leave you sprawled out like Vitruvian Man

I wear blue like Leonardo, I ain't talkin 'bout DaVinci

I got Tech's back covered like a terrapin if ya frisky tryna reach us!

Na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na

We up

Na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na

Reach us

Na na na you ain't seein us

Na na no we busy being up, yeah

We up

Na na na you can't be with us

You're not real you can't see the love

Top shelf flow these other rappers can't reach us

Keep me off yo features these niggas can't even keep up

Every time I turn the beat up I just beat up the beat

Play the hand that I was dealt nigga read em and weep

Shit's sweet I can see the defeat in these niggas faces

Misdemeanor flow I been reading these niggas cases

I was fixin niggas plates tryin to feed em and shit

Walkin em to the water tryna lead em and shit

Started tweakin niggas actin like I need em and shit

They told me good you're the one you don't need em for shit

Once I got up out the pen I told em count me in

They tried to count a nigga out I told em count it again

They ain't fuckin with me flyin round walkin or runnin

I be walkin like I talk it if I said it I done it

Tryna reach us get on your feet and put your hands in the sky

Ain't no limit to this pimpin na na na na na na

Na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na

We up

Na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na

Reach us

Na na na you ain't seein us

Na na no we busy being up, yeah

We up

Na na na you can't be with us

You're not real you can't see the love

Na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na

Na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na

Red Aura lyrics - Tech N9ne, Durand Bernarr & Qveen Herby

My goodness

You don't even know what to do with yourself

Looking at me lookin' the way that I look

If I walk in lookin' like I own the place I prolly do (Chyeah!)

Energy is T'Challa and Motley Crue

The scholars are mobbing through wit good dollars

The thotties knew these gody's threw (Chyeah!)

With the light of Allah in a bag of agua body grew in Maudie Sue (Mama!)

Stepped in glowin' like Bruce Leroy (Hold up)

Cherry red aura my roots B Boy (Sho nuff)

Frequency level higher than Everest on Mount Moriah

Can't level this renown messiah, my troops deployed it goes up!

Red as the root chakra Tech is headed for you, patnah

If you dread and the blue gotcha if you let it, they'll Tupac ya (Chyeah)

Get ta liftin' it quickly or when I walk in your miss will be pitchin' the sticky

Hopin' ta get in some kinda predicament wit me! Red!

Who is that there?

Don't you be scared

When you see red

You can look directly in the light

'Cause this type of aura

Gotta shine

Who is that there

Don't you be scared

When you see red

You can look directly in the light

'Cause this type of aura

Gotta shine

Well

I got red lips and I got red tips

On the red carpet

Better get the lens right for me

Pop, pop, pop, no privacy

Nobody gotta tell you why Tech N9ne's a beast

Digging these roots, never lose my steam

Look at these fruits living out my dream

Only good news, I don't hear no screams

But the haters wanna know why they call me queen

Damn, 'cause my chakras bam

I'm secure in who I am

Witchy women stan

Aura super clear, yes ma'am

On my station we're allergic to the bullshit

Occupation make these bitches do a full switch

Keep meditating, jaded, but I'm grateful

My powers activated and so tasteful

I'm gonna keep that energy and stream it to you live

Oh my, my, my, my

Who is that there

Don't you be scared

When you see red

You can look directly in the light

'Cause this type of aura

Gotta shine

Who is that there

Don't you be scared

When you see red

You can look directly in the light

'Cause this type of aura

Gotta shine

Screen lyrics - Tech N9ne & Jehry Robinson

You gotta keep a screen in front of you cause they wanna do

The wrongest to try to come at whose the wonderful one or two

Ta punish you don't wanna be the hunted they'll point a gun atchu

You can't let everyone step foot in your house more so in your life

Why you really knockin at my doe

Don't let bad energy near you or you'll be poor souls with no light

You ain't comin in you gotta go!

I don't wanna hear it I don't need it I don't fear it

Evil spirit I'm just gon be nowhere near it

A really rough time that you bring

I don't wanna hear it I don't need it I don't fear it

Evil spirit I'm just gon be nowhere near it

I can hear you just fine thru the screen

Before you open that screen doe you gotta wonder what the scheme fo

The lingo they insane playin games and got the scene so bingo or keno

Bite ya till like you spilled pinot on your gringo things was clean though

Hella scarred because you put down your guard you a target especially if you a star Ringo (chyeah!)

No K! (chyeah) Better never fall for the role play devil comin yo way (chyeah)

You can bet that it's a cruel one comin if a bull come runnin better hope you get the olé

So pray that you get ta bed well when they crash the villa one of ya bro stay

Shit aint dolce before you walk on the eggshells put the cascarilla front of the doorway (chyeah)

If you let in Lestat they get ta suckin until its nothin it's a dead end ta that

Put the lead in the gat and stop em before they get in ta chat Ozzy up and I'm beheading the bat (chyeah)

I am tired of screenin lookin for damn liars when it transpires but we do win the battles

So before you enter thee campfire don't tell a energy vampire what we do in the shadows

You can't let everyone step foot in your house more so in your life

Why you really knockin at my doe

Don't let bad energy near you or you'll be poor souls with no light

You ain't comin in you gotta go!

I don't wanna hear it I don't need it I don't fear it

Evil spirit I'm just gon be nowhere near it

A really rough time that you bring

I don't wanna hear it I don't need it I don't fear it

Evil spirit I'm just gon be nowhere near it

I can hear you just fine thru the screen

Yeah feel like I hear them through the screen I'm in Paris on the Eiffel tower standing on a beam

And you wonder why these rappers take the xannies and the lean

The saddest shit to me is they ain't even get to living yet

Way to busy thinking about what they said on the internet

You cannot define it this shit is just not definitive

Just give me a minute I'm dealing with all these idiots

I'll be on my Mortal Kombat shit finish em

This is the difference they're missing ambition

There's no God in the hearts of these kids with ambition

I'm limited edition

I've been on a mission

To save these souls of these kids in the system listen

So put the screen down

Not gonna be around forever

Lift your head up cuz the screen time

Making you depressive

Call the presses can't rewind

Sll the shit I said cuz if I said it then I meant it I just had to address is

You can't waste away your days just staring at a screen

Take that energy you need and keep that shit from me

Yeah

You can't let everyone step foot in your house more so in your life

Why you really knockin at my doe

Don't let bad energy near you or you'll be poor souls with no light

You ain't comin in you gotta go!

I don't wanna hear it I don't need it I don't fear it

Evil spirit I'm just gon be nowhere near it

A really rough time that you bring

I don't wanna hear it I don't need it I don't fear it

Evil spirit I'm just gon be nowhere near it

I can hear you just fine thru the screen

They are fishin to try to complete a dark mission picthin ya hard living discard this

And start mixin with what the hearts gifting when stars glisten in cars kissin better behind a partition (chyeah)

Cause everybody not live up on the screen the pre recorded hot lies

Can have a heart speed racin like it's a Mach 5 but the screen intervenes and make it so we never swat flies (chyeah)

Your cash (chyeah) can get em poppin up right at your pad lookin for the core stab (chyeah)

Steady wishin for blood and gore bad (chyeah) get it outta you but never try to get it out a whores ass (chyeah)

So when the forecast (chyeah) gotcha feelin like a tornado tore past know they wanna pour gas (chyeah)

On what the Moors have (chyeah) never open the screen to some more trash knockin like a DoorDash (chyeah)

Pinche cabron knockin on where the king stay home where queen lay

Better gone for the thing spray fuckin wit the wrong Kunta Kinte Kong dont belong in the screenplay

That'll bring hataz up in my circle to make a scene slay ya

I'm euphoric like I was Zendaya but I keep a killer on my screen saver

You can't let everyone step foot in your house more so in your life

Why you really knockin at my doe

Don't let bad energy near you or you'll be poor souls with no light

You ain't comin in you gotta go!

I don't wanna hear it I don't need it I don't fear it

Evil spirit I'm just gon be nowhere near it

A really rough time that you bring

I don't wanna hear it I don't need it I don't fear it

Evil spirit I'm just gon be nowhere near it

I can hear you just fine thru the screen

That Was Dope! (Skit) lyrics - Tech N9ne

That was so dope

Yeah it was, and I can't wait 'til the next __cpLocation is dropped

Right, and we up in that bitch for sure

Girl I been smoked too much and I forgot where we parked, hold up

Whoa

Oops, my bad sir, I'm so sorry

Ain't no thing mommy, you can step on my ones any time

Okay, thank you

Let's go girl, I'll race you

Damn they both got ass, and titties

Nope, give me the keys since you still high

Say less

Just play me something that'll match my mood while we wait in this long ass line to get out

Got you

Drill Sergeant lyrics - Tech N9ne

Death, yo death night set

Yo death night death

Yo death night set

Yo death night

OG, nobody but the government control me

But to my followers I gotta keep it low key to keep the image of a nigga that is so free

I approach he, without a father figure I deliver gap and give a spot to parolees, makin' more cheese

Pushin' rocks and we grow weed, never no permit and fuck the police, I'm a cold piece

I get at 'em at a young age, so I can have 'em in a dumb rage

Really combative in a numb way, static when my tongue say have a little fun with the gun spray

But never let a hood snipe you, and you gotta know whoever in a hood might sue

So let the good white through, the enemy I'm tellin' you to murder gotta look like you!

Killin 'em up

Dreads with the gold teeth, yeah, a fasho thief fed, while lead is the motif

Killin 'em up

Said you can sure be head of the whole street, cre put a dead nigga so deep

Killin 'em up

Bread be the trophy, betta get yo brie, bled hella red for the groceries

Killin 'em up

Never to show grief, cheddar, get obese, beggin' he plead, give em no peace

Now flip this to music, seek out a company and find the biggest to move it

Yeah, the lyrics are stupid, but critics approve it and people for the wicked will lose it

I'll take you real far and raise ya, pulled out the ill tar and sage ya

Who makes to kill art enslave ya? I am the drill sergeant major!

Death, yo, death night set

Yo, death night death

Yo, death night set

Yo, death night

Take the energy ta IG, Facebook, TikTok, put ya vibe on Twitter

Ain't no limit, we can buy free make crook hip hop and push the eyes on niggas

Lots of foes waitin', shot ya rotation to the top ops and more hatin'

Lock and load nation got the globe breakin' ya block, so drop ya __cpLocation

Let 'em know that you a real one, emotion, you feel none, anybody really want it will come

When he do you gotta peel some, never stop until the deal done, nothin' but a drill son

Talkin' loud is how we make this fame, the hate exchange no face to face is lame

Gotta slide and try ta take his chain, the safest thang, to keep livin' you bake his brains, nigga

Killin' em up

Caught by the cop set, talk outta pocket, cross me, ya offed in hot sec

Killin' em up

Walk and ya not blessed lost in the projects cost of the false shit I pop tec’s

Killin' em up

When they comin' nosey tell 'em you don't know me, tell 'em a lotta nothin' really slowly

Killin' em up

Callin' you the doe B, never expose me and ya family won't need a sad emoji!

You can leave wit a blown mind, or confess to your own crimes

With the feds I'm in the wrong bind, that can put my ass away for a long time!

So, my job is to befriend the funksters, get 'em living foul, till they deep in the dumpster

Drill sergeant, I lead friends to unda graves and penal system, I feed them the youngstas!

Death, yo, death night set

Yo, death night death

Drill sergeant got the real target, make you feel hard and get the kill started

Yo, death night set

Drill sergeant got the real target, make you feel hard and get the kill started

Yo, death night

You got big dreams

You want fame

Well, fame costs

And right here's where you start payin'

In sweat

And in death

Bro So Mo (Lemony Snicket's) lyrics - Tech N9ne

The stories you are about to hear are true

Names have been changed to protect the ignorant

This is "Bro So Mo"

(Lemony Snicket's!)

[*phone ringing*]

-Boy!

-Ay, yo, Mo, I got this song that I want you to end

It'll be suitable for your flow

It's called WWC

Kill everybody on it, even me

When you close it, make the globe trip

That'll know that you're frontal lobe sick

(A few years later)

[*phone ringing*]

-Yo, Mo, it's me again!

-Yeah!

-Strange Music, T-E-C-H-N-9-N-E again!

-What up?

-That last one you did was no joke

You spit it the opposite of a slowpoke

But this time I want you to do a full verse

On my brand new song I call "So Dope"

-Yeah that!

-And then I'm 'bout to be on TV

For the first time, lot of people gonna see me

But they can see we rockin' so dope

With the the blokes for the folks and the host gonna be skeet

-Bool, Blood, I'ma finally meet ya

Thank you for the feature but what about your little friend Nakita?

Really try'na peep her, tell me, did anybody beep her?

-Nah, she a good one, a keeper

(One week later)

[*phone ringing*]

-Yo, Mo!

-What's up?

-We rocked the spot, bro!

-Yeah we did

-Hold up, Mo, it's my partner

-Hello?

-What the fuck?

-What happened?

-Your boy Mo got drunk after the fucking show

And treated our execs' wives like hoes

-No...

Some people you try to help but there's no way to remedy sickness

A series of unfortunate events, I call 'em Lemony Snicket's

Wicked

We up so they look small as Jiminy Cricket

A series of unfortunate events, I call 'em Lemony Snicket's

Niggas

(Two years later)

[*phone ringing*]

-Bro!

-Ay yo, Rittz told me that you got two spitters on your team

Named So, and Young BO I know

-Yeah they bool

-Next time when you hop up in my city and I'm in it, let's shine

'Cause I wanna meet the little homie So and check rhyme

And I hear the people sayin' he's the new Tech N9ne

-Yeah, a'ight!

-I'ma holler!

[*phone ringing*]

[*phone ringing*]

-Hello?

-Yeah, Partner, my bad, I missed your call

-It's no problem at all, just wanna know

What you thinkin' for support on the next tour?

-Oh, Mo and his clique, for sure!

-You mean, that drunk fuck? That...

-Yeah, man, but the fans feel him

And I've seen that he can kill 'em

Heard he gets 'em in the stands, fill 'em

-Send me his digits!

-Okay, it's gotta say "Lemony Snicket's", 'cause he funny

I'm 'bout to call him and let him know you're about to hit him up, and tell him we're about to get money

(Ten minutes later)

[*phone ringing*]

-What's up, Partner?

-Fuckin' Mo already posted on our tour he's gonna go!

-And you ain't called him yet?

-No. Neh'mind...

[*phone ringing*]

-Bro!

-You jumped the gun, Mo, take that post down

Now I got a frown, 'cause the tour is done fo'

-Oh...

Some people you try to help but there's no way to remedy sickness

A series of unfortunate events, I call 'em Lemony Snicket's

Wicked

We up so they look small as Jiminy Cricket

A series of unfortunate events, I call 'em Lemony Snicket's

Niggas

(One year later)

[*phone ringing*]

-What's up?

-Mo?

-Yeah?

-Since we got us a few in the can

I wanna send one to your man So!

-Yeah that's bool

-Okay!

[*phone ringing*]

-Bro, I'm really try'na get it in with you with the flow!

-It's called "Bad Juju", comin' now, my nig, here we go!

(Two weeks later)

[*phone ringing*]

-So, they postin' jealousy

[*phone ringing*]

-So, the whole crew is embellishing

Saying you jumped ship over a song, no?

-It's on, bro!

-What you mean?

-He owe me 3K for my beats but he just sent me 187

And that shit is threatenin'!

-Okay, I'ma call him right now for the check-in

[*phone ringing*]

-Yep?

-Why you trippin'?

-Blood, that nigga talkin' hella loud on Facebook

I just wanna fight!

-I won't let him meet you for the fade

'Cause I can't trust a single word that you say, plus...

-What?

-You sent him 187 when he's tourin' with us?

Now we gotta ban you, Mo, from the tour and it sucks

When the lil' homie end up touched, it's up!

I was done with this

But lately he got his fans threatenin' us, talkin'

Guns and shit over music

Got a wonderful life and I won't lose it

To people so stupid 'cause I'm makin' bops

They can have the title "quicker with the chop"

While I'm at the top, I'm too up to shoot

I'd like to think this truth will make the bullshit STOP!

I Met A Morph lyrics - Tech N9ne & Ubi

In the day when my inner child was at play, I made a beast of myself

Then with a bit of luck I met a morph and it changed my entire course!

I looked back at the old me and I said

Bye-bye, to you, now ya have to go!

Bad things covered our soil

Had dreams rapping black seemed to have a star foil

Saddening past after cash steams what a heart spoil

'Cause I flapped wings of a gargoyle

Mad flings lookin' for the ass swing

Brothas are coiled kept it cracking (Uh huh) hard boiled

Add king of the dark you all, leave my heart it needed jumpin'

Gotta keep it runnin' car oil, yeah

I was abusing substances (22)

Married not knowin' what a husband is (Many knew)

It ain't nothin' I could be trusted with (But anywho)

The word split with suffixes

That divorce made a way for more many moments

To set a course and I got a really good cheddar source

I was at a corpse and yet a force said abort

Pick a better sport and then that's when I met a morph

The morph told me know yo worth, too many spaces, no mo earth

Don't die in Dorothy and Toto turf only one to get your pogo burst

Helpin' reverse the bozo curse

A thang change my whole mind, lotta money came, fame, they know N9ne!

But not about the name, my brain and soul shine

Really, they can take a main vein to old times

A higher vibration, I'm takin', this livin' is spiritual

I ain't talkin' religion, evidence ain't empiracle

I'm talkin' universal connection, manifestin' flat out blessin's

Now my energy's spherical

People around the world through my energy found free, changin' my mind

Changed everything that's around me

Comin' wit liquid metal and my label's the foundry

Then they get the lifted brotha quicka picka uppa Bounty!

I looked back at the old me and I said

Bye-bye, to you, now ya have to go!

Bye-bye, to you!

Boom bitty bye bye

Boom bitty bye-bye, bye, yeah

Now ya have to go!

I'd love to stay, but I had to go for my path to grow

I was on the outside lookin' in

With my pocket on ouch I was strapped for dough

Unaware of when my destiny would begin

Tryin' to hack the code, it wasn't practical

Now to make it pan out, I gotta stand out

Settin' the task and the tone in a cast of clones

I'ma leave out the same way I came in, intact and alone, no chaperone (Uh)

While others would babysit it, I was young and hungry havin' crazy visions

But I stumbled through it with no education

Only dedication to the way we did it (Ah)

With only my fam to encourage me, paid in compliments instead of currency

And the consequence was ten thousand hours and a decade I spent in obscurity well

Heard that patience is virtuous, I was hurtin' and searchin' for bliss

My work is my wish determined to prove I'm worthy

While reversin' the curse of my gift, I'm certain of this

The only forward is forward, never backward or lateral, duckin' all misdirection

I ain't talkin 'bout an insurrection when I say I've been capturing capital

Now when the doubt cast, I'ma shout back out wit 'em, out play and I outlast

Just because I got up out of there, that don't mean that I'm an Outkast

I've been keepin' my soul clean and it's fresh

Now when there's cold beef, it's addressed

Asked my OGs, "How do they know me though?"

And they told me it was CES, well

I looked back at the old me and I said

Bye-bye, to you, now ya have to go!

Bye-bye, to you, now ya have to go!