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What up? Is this Tech N9ne?
Strange Music, homie
Tech Nina, baby
Hahaha, Caribou Lou
Hahaha
[?]
You're hilarious
Fuck you
You are a fucking asshole
Don't ever come past me or I'll make your life fucking Hell
I don't care who the fuck you are
You are a piece of fucking SHIT
I apologize
Like, honestly, I don't know what's going on
I am sorry for being freaking mean
So.. there's always something, right?
Some fuck shit
The first time, you lowered me to your door outside or something
Like there's something fucked up about you
I'm looking back, and my feelings are so in the past about you
Okay? Fuck you
This is my response
This is my reaction to what is your reality
Psycho Bitch III lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Hopsin)
[Intro - Tech N9ne:]
Real killas move in silence
Quiet storm, such a tyrant
Murderer stays vibrant
If I choose, she's a giant
Anger breathes defiance
When she's on, no compliance
Cause her demon needs violence
Don't give her no love, never wanna fold up
Then you better hold up cause she cray
[Verse 1 - Tech N9ne:]
You're just a shady bitch on a daily on some crazy shit
Don't fuck around with a lady, it'll be a blaze where your mercedez sit
Eighty-six the baby bit, you don't wanna run into my radius
Maybe get you rabies sick and the gravy is (Ain't that about a bitch)
When you date the girl and you make the girl
And she fuckin' with another man'll make you hurl
She methodical with a chain and gonna break ya world
Taste the world of a shotgun, aught one, in the head nigga not fun
But you really wanna pop some
[?] can the [?] even drop when he got done
Your imagination, kills you when it's so bad it's aching
And what's your status? hatin', a whole lot of aggravation
Cause shes kickin' it with this rapper, and that rapper
And that factor get a gat clapper
Gotta mash after with a blast at her
Silly bitches don't consider your feelings
They make you think that the love is real when you chilling
But when you turn away, she gets to illin' with another nigga
Prolly drilling for real and you know his music and he knows yours too
Ain't no limits to what your whore do
Pillow talking with her no more true
Lovin' when I catch up with 'em, bro you're through
[Pre-Hook:]
Aye bro the bitch that you fuckin' with, man, she was in the club last night with that rap. What's up with that?
Forreal?
Yeah, nigga. They were together, my nigga
[Hook - Tech N9ne:]
Wishing you never heard of a (Psycho bitch)
Bitch will make you murderer, she's a (Psycho bitch)
Psycho breedin', believe it (Psycho bitch)
Don't pack nothing, ust leave it (Psycho bitch)
She can be peaceful, and people that's peepin' they see this evil freak in you
Freakin' you, make you repeat it like it's a sequel
Better run when you see a (Psycho bitch)
Cause your bitch might be a (Psycho bitch)
Yeah, yeah
[Verse 2 - Tech N9ne:]
This bitch, talking to me in this alley, she love me to bits
But on the other end she really takin' the dick
I never knew she was evil, my nigga told me that he caught her with him in the mix
That is when I get to trippin' and having a fit
He think he witty, she told him we broke up, uh
Taking the dick, on my penis she choke up, uh
He know I'm tripping cause she fuckin' telling him, uh
He gonna feel it when I put the hell in him, cha
I'm outraged cause I've been lied to
If I happen to catch her with him, she can die too
Used to be my boo, now shes sucking some guy's goo
Wanna divide two and dump 'em both in the bayou
Steppin' with my crew, I'm coming to fight you
Bullets gonna fly through whoever's walkin' beside you
I never liked to untake the knot out of a tied shoe
I'm bout to slide through and bang him, nigga this is pyru
[Pre-Hook:]
Hello
Why you calling my girl phone, nigga you know who this is
How you get my cell phone number nigga
Are you fuckin' her?
Hahaha
You think you so funny nigga? Ok, I'm a see you
Ho ass nigga
[Hook - Tech N9ne:]
Wishing you never heard of a (Psycho bitch)
Bitch will make you murderer, she's a (Psycho bitch)
Psycho breedin', believe it (Psycho bitch)
Don't pack nothing, just leave it (Psycho bitch)
She can be peaceful, and people that's peepin' they see this evil freak in you
Freakin' you, make you repeat it like it's a sequel
Better run when you see a (Psycho bitch)
Cause your bitch might be a (Psycho bitch)
Yeah, yeah
[Verse 3 - Hopsin:]
Bitch where the fuck you been? I've been calling yo ass since last night
You runnin' some shit? You sucking some dick? Oh, you was with Rachel, is that right?
Hmmm, okay, guess I was wrong, case closed then
Now you got one more time to lie before you get your face broken
So stay focused, I ain't jokin'
You slept with a nigga, think I ain't noticed?
Just wanna game on me like I ain't your man?
Trying to come back home? I don't think so bitch
Gimme your phone (No) Gimme that shit, stop wrestling
You're making me use aggression, Trynna see who you texting
WHOA, oh bitch, I'm going to jail fo' sho
I shouldn't of held yo phone, I'm losing control, lord help her soul
Who the hell is Joe and why did you text him sayin' the sex was great? you fucked him!?
Oh, both of you guys are dead, just wait
Lemme call this nigga, got me getting all violent
I'm mad and you crying, you better hope his phone is on silent
(Hello?)
Hey baby, just wanted to say that I love you much
Sike, nigga, this her boyfriend, and I'm on my way now to fuck you up
[Pre-Hook:]
Sup nigga, talk that funny shit now nigga
Aw, this ho-ass nigga right here
Sup nigga
Wassup nigga
Fuck you, nigga!
Nigga, fuck you, nigga
Fuck you! [gunshots]
[Outro - Tech N9ne:]
Yeah man, I do believe you have to be careful with relationships
Men kill each other over women everyday
I lost my best friend, Brian Dennis, to a crime of passion
It's crazy
[?]
Nannie Doss
Casey Anthony
Aileen Wuornos
Why not have all these links to all these different genres?
Why can't I be the epicenter of all types of music?
Real killas move in silence
Quiet storm, such a tyrant
Murderer stays vibrant
If I choose, she's a giant
Anger breathes defiance
When she's on, no compliance
Cause her demon needs violence
Don't give her no love, never wanna fold up
Then you better hold up cause she cray
[Verse 1 - Tech N9ne:]
You're just a shady bitch on a daily on some crazy shit
Don't fuck around with a lady, it'll be a blaze where your mercedez sit
Eighty-six the baby bit, you don't wanna run into my radius
Maybe get you rabies sick and the gravy is (Ain't that about a bitch)
When you date the girl and you make the girl
And she fuckin' with another man'll make you hurl
She methodical with a chain and gonna break ya world
Taste the world of a shotgun, aught one, in the head nigga not fun
But you really wanna pop some
[?] can the [?] even drop when he got done
Your imagination, kills you when it's so bad it's aching
And what's your status? hatin', a whole lot of aggravation
Cause shes kickin' it with this rapper, and that rapper
And that factor get a gat clapper
Gotta mash after with a blast at her
Silly bitches don't consider your feelings
They make you think that the love is real when you chilling
But when you turn away, she gets to illin' with another nigga
Prolly drilling for real and you know his music and he knows yours too
Ain't no limits to what your whore do
Pillow talking with her no more true
Lovin' when I catch up with 'em, bro you're through
[Pre-Hook:]
Aye bro the bitch that you fuckin' with, man, she was in the club last night with that rap. What's up with that?
Forreal?
Yeah, nigga. They were together, my nigga
[Hook - Tech N9ne:]
Wishing you never heard of a (Psycho bitch)
Bitch will make you murderer, she's a (Psycho bitch)
Psycho breedin', believe it (Psycho bitch)
Don't pack nothing, ust leave it (Psycho bitch)
She can be peaceful, and people that's peepin' they see this evil freak in you
Freakin' you, make you repeat it like it's a sequel
Better run when you see a (Psycho bitch)
Cause your bitch might be a (Psycho bitch)
Yeah, yeah
[Verse 2 - Tech N9ne:]
This bitch, talking to me in this alley, she love me to bits
But on the other end she really takin' the dick
I never knew she was evil, my nigga told me that he caught her with him in the mix
That is when I get to trippin' and having a fit
He think he witty, she told him we broke up, uh
Taking the dick, on my penis she choke up, uh
He know I'm tripping cause she fuckin' telling him, uh
He gonna feel it when I put the hell in him, cha
I'm outraged cause I've been lied to
If I happen to catch her with him, she can die too
Used to be my boo, now shes sucking some guy's goo
Wanna divide two and dump 'em both in the bayou
Steppin' with my crew, I'm coming to fight you
Bullets gonna fly through whoever's walkin' beside you
I never liked to untake the knot out of a tied shoe
I'm bout to slide through and bang him, nigga this is pyru
[Pre-Hook:]
Hello
Why you calling my girl phone, nigga you know who this is
How you get my cell phone number nigga
Are you fuckin' her?
Hahaha
You think you so funny nigga? Ok, I'm a see you
Ho ass nigga
[Hook - Tech N9ne:]
Wishing you never heard of a (Psycho bitch)
Bitch will make you murderer, she's a (Psycho bitch)
Psycho breedin', believe it (Psycho bitch)
Don't pack nothing, just leave it (Psycho bitch)
She can be peaceful, and people that's peepin' they see this evil freak in you
Freakin' you, make you repeat it like it's a sequel
Better run when you see a (Psycho bitch)
Cause your bitch might be a (Psycho bitch)
Yeah, yeah
[Verse 3 - Hopsin:]
Bitch where the fuck you been? I've been calling yo ass since last night
You runnin' some shit? You sucking some dick? Oh, you was with Rachel, is that right?
Hmmm, okay, guess I was wrong, case closed then
Now you got one more time to lie before you get your face broken
So stay focused, I ain't jokin'
You slept with a nigga, think I ain't noticed?
Just wanna game on me like I ain't your man?
Trying to come back home? I don't think so bitch
Gimme your phone (No) Gimme that shit, stop wrestling
You're making me use aggression, Trynna see who you texting
WHOA, oh bitch, I'm going to jail fo' sho
I shouldn't of held yo phone, I'm losing control, lord help her soul
Who the hell is Joe and why did you text him sayin' the sex was great? you fucked him!?
Oh, both of you guys are dead, just wait
Lemme call this nigga, got me getting all violent
I'm mad and you crying, you better hope his phone is on silent
(Hello?)
Hey baby, just wanted to say that I love you much
Sike, nigga, this her boyfriend, and I'm on my way now to fuck you up
[Pre-Hook:]
Sup nigga, talk that funny shit now nigga
Aw, this ho-ass nigga right here
Sup nigga
Wassup nigga
Fuck you, nigga!
Nigga, fuck you, nigga
Fuck you! [gunshots]
[Outro - Tech N9ne:]
Yeah man, I do believe you have to be careful with relationships
Men kill each other over women everyday
I lost my best friend, Brian Dennis, to a crime of passion
It's crazy
[?]
Nannie Doss
Casey Anthony
Aileen Wuornos
Why not have all these links to all these different genres?
Why can't I be the epicenter of all types of music?
Wither lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Corey Taylor)
[Tech N9ne:]
I don't care, they say my angel glow is subsiding
I'm sliding outside of these high beams and I won't dare
Try to mend this tear, I love I'm fading
The good once there is just dying
So I'm withering away and I'ma trigger when I spray
And I'm attacking everybody till the feeling's gone!
All my life I loved with people, so passive back then
I thought I'd be above this evil, my tolerance level
Then was up with doves and eagles, currently I've
Hit ground zero under bugs and beetles
I'm tilted, inside my head's a lettuce but wilted
Serotonin, dopamine, and norepinephrine I spilt it
Could it be how many times I've been ran over and jilted?
That makes me wanna totally detach from light and just kill shit
[Corey Taylor:]
I'll know when the pain is gone
It's just a matter of time before my bosses win
And I can feel the wrong
Coming up through the cracks of my heart again
I'm holding on, I'm going
Straight into the mouths of makers
Everything that keeps me calm was taken
I'm letting go, I'm burning through, reserves are low
Just pushing on these old restraints
My time is up cause it's too late
[Tech N9ne:]
I'm about to blow up on anyone in my way
My anger's set to show up, at any time today
I'm about to blow up on anyone in my way
My anger's set to show up, at any time today
I am lookin' for some fire, yeah, putting on my gang attire
Drooling and blood I can taste, so get the fuck outta my face
I'm a killer with a quick switch, yeah, all I ever really wanted was bliss
Look at me wither to waste, so get the fuck outta my face
Find another one to get bent, yeah, and it ain't no stoppin' this
Lovin' the thrill of the chase, so get the fuck outta my face
N9ne's a nigga with the sick-ness, yeah, and it ain't no blockin' this
It doesn't matter the race, just get the fuck out my face
Going, withering away
Going, withering away
Going, withering away
I gotta say, when my mother died, I really did inside
And that's the other thing that did it
Turning my crazy on a hundred babies gonna plummet
Maybe I should be committed
[Corey Taylor:]
What am I supposed to do?
Do I just keep faking? fucking forsaking everything I am?
Another pissed mother fucker with a fist and a plan
Oh but you're making me do this
I can scream while you stand there clueless
If you're listening I've made up my mind
Take another step and I'll snap this time!
Something please save me, I'm losing myself
[Tech N9ne:]
I don't think I wanna stop it, but the feeling inside is nauseous
I get really exhausted off it, gotta find a way to wash it lock it
Profit matter so I got to drop it, ain't nobody in the cockpit
Toss this lostness, people from the office boxes
If you cross this boss live cautious
Don't make me, don't make me repeat myself
For your safety, because a pilly is beneath my belt
But I don't wanna do anything bad to anybody
But I'll never be perfect
So I'ma say to the people that got a little evil comin' at you from me I think they deserve it
Going, withering away
Going, withering away
Going, withering away
(GONE)
Straight, literally snappin' out
My lady backin' out cause I'm becoming really mean and vicious
Watching me wither, how can I give her
Blood when I been so tainted by these bitches
[Corey Taylor:]
We are the arsenal
Chemically imbalanced, completely disposable
So butter my knuckles and taste it
Another sick delinquent is wasted
I don't forgive, I don't forget
I haven't got time to regret
Everybody else in the world can hate me
Nobody but me can save me!
[Tech N9ne:]
Shit, Yates, hates, this, place
If they close enough for me to hit the switch
I'm willing to never turn it on
I got the feelin' I'm gonna be comin' and killin'
There gonna be reelin' the evil in front of a psycho
And them who mentally gone
I don't care, they say my angel glow is subsiding
I'm sliding outside of these high beams and I won't dare
Try to mend this tear, I love I'm fading
The good once there is just dying
So I'm withering away and I'ma trigger when I spray
And I'm attacking everybody till the feeling's gone!
All my life I loved with people, so passive back then
I thought I'd be above this evil, my tolerance level
Then was up with doves and eagles, currently I've
Hit ground zero under bugs and beetles
I'm tilted, inside my head's a lettuce but wilted
Serotonin, dopamine, and norepinephrine I spilt it
Could it be how many times I've been ran over and jilted?
That makes me wanna totally detach from light and just kill shit
[Corey Taylor:]
I'll know when the pain is gone
It's just a matter of time before my bosses win
And I can feel the wrong
Coming up through the cracks of my heart again
I'm holding on, I'm going
Straight into the mouths of makers
Everything that keeps me calm was taken
I'm letting go, I'm burning through, reserves are low
Just pushing on these old restraints
My time is up cause it's too late
[Tech N9ne:]
I'm about to blow up on anyone in my way
My anger's set to show up, at any time today
I'm about to blow up on anyone in my way
My anger's set to show up, at any time today
I am lookin' for some fire, yeah, putting on my gang attire
Drooling and blood I can taste, so get the fuck outta my face
I'm a killer with a quick switch, yeah, all I ever really wanted was bliss
Look at me wither to waste, so get the fuck outta my face
Find another one to get bent, yeah, and it ain't no stoppin' this
Lovin' the thrill of the chase, so get the fuck outta my face
N9ne's a nigga with the sick-ness, yeah, and it ain't no blockin' this
It doesn't matter the race, just get the fuck out my face
Going, withering away
Going, withering away
Going, withering away
I gotta say, when my mother died, I really did inside
And that's the other thing that did it
Turning my crazy on a hundred babies gonna plummet
Maybe I should be committed
[Corey Taylor:]
What am I supposed to do?
Do I just keep faking? fucking forsaking everything I am?
Another pissed mother fucker with a fist and a plan
Oh but you're making me do this
I can scream while you stand there clueless
If you're listening I've made up my mind
Take another step and I'll snap this time!
Something please save me, I'm losing myself
[Tech N9ne:]
I don't think I wanna stop it, but the feeling inside is nauseous
I get really exhausted off it, gotta find a way to wash it lock it
Profit matter so I got to drop it, ain't nobody in the cockpit
Toss this lostness, people from the office boxes
If you cross this boss live cautious
Don't make me, don't make me repeat myself
For your safety, because a pilly is beneath my belt
But I don't wanna do anything bad to anybody
But I'll never be perfect
So I'ma say to the people that got a little evil comin' at you from me I think they deserve it
Going, withering away
Going, withering away
Going, withering away
(GONE)
Straight, literally snappin' out
My lady backin' out cause I'm becoming really mean and vicious
Watching me wither, how can I give her
Blood when I been so tainted by these bitches
[Corey Taylor:]
We are the arsenal
Chemically imbalanced, completely disposable
So butter my knuckles and taste it
Another sick delinquent is wasted
I don't forgive, I don't forget
I haven't got time to regret
Everybody else in the world can hate me
Nobody but me can save me!
[Tech N9ne:]
Shit, Yates, hates, this, place
If they close enough for me to hit the switch
I'm willing to never turn it on
I got the feelin' I'm gonna be comin' and killin'
There gonna be reelin' the evil in front of a psycho
And them who mentally gone
Dead Alive (Skit) lyrics - Tech N9ne
[Tech N9ne:]
Take this shit
[Godemis:]
Shit, what's good man? its Godemis, dog
Its about time you hear this
I gotta be dead, you know it
[Tech N9ne:]
What the f-
[Godemis:]
I just wanna let you know man, I love you man
Thank you so much for everything
It goes the fuck up
Peace
[Tech N9ne:]
This nigga..
[Godemis:]
Hey look man, I just heard about that call. I had a nightmare
I just wanted to apologize for that shit, man
It ain't nothin' dog, I was just on my twist
[Tech N9ne:]
Hahahahahaha
[Godemis:]
But um, it's alright you laughing, man
Strange Music, man. It goes the fuck up
[Tech N9ne:]
Hahahaha, this nigga's crazy!
Take this shit
[Godemis:]
Shit, what's good man? its Godemis, dog
Its about time you hear this
I gotta be dead, you know it
[Tech N9ne:]
What the f-
[Godemis:]
I just wanna let you know man, I love you man
Thank you so much for everything
It goes the fuck up
Peace
[Tech N9ne:]
This nigga..
[Godemis:]
Hey look man, I just heard about that call. I had a nightmare
I just wanted to apologize for that shit, man
It ain't nothin' dog, I was just on my twist
[Tech N9ne:]
Hahahahahaha
[Godemis:]
But um, it's alright you laughing, man
Strange Music, man. It goes the fuck up
[Tech N9ne:]
Hahahaha, this nigga's crazy!
Hood Go Crazy lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. 2 Chainz & B.o.B)
[Intro:]
(Hello?)
I want to par-ty (Huh?)
You want to par-ty (Yeah?)
We need to par-ty (Cool)
Let's have a par-ty (Lemme get up)
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
Saturday mornin', I ain't gotta work
Last night's show sold a lot of merch
Bad bitch in my bed so I ain't gotta jerk
Forbes List caught me so it's hard to make the dollar hurt
All we need is good green and some Bou Lou
Five to one so its guaranteed you can do you
'Zilla keep the heater just in case we have a boo-boo
Kansas City natives and we all a little coo-coo
[Hook: B.o.B]
This the type of shit to make the hood go crazy
On the interstate doin' 180
She said, "do it for me, baby"
Took a double shot and then we all went crazy
White girls go crazy
Black girls go crazy
College girls go crazy
This the type of shit to make the hood go crazy
[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
So much liquor, I never spare that kitchen
Keep it so I usually have a pair that's kissin'
And I'm lifted on purple hair, that's bitchin'
Now that's what I call a fuckin' air Technician
Down there, they got the hair that's missin'
Keep it bare, I promise I'll never tear that kitten
I am aware sex hittin' is the care when I share that stick and
So good I might impair that vision
So I dip in, then dip off
Look for another chick, then they pissed off
Till I give them another spliff then they lift off
Party is the mission, I did cross
Three thick friends, we mixin' these licks when
They big friend wanna lip off
So I told her come and get lost, bitch
This my place and it's way too turnt up to trip off shit
[Hook]
[Verse 3: 2 Chainz]
Yeah, you my prototype
My fourth foreign car was a Porsche photo white
Cooler than a polar bear in a bowl of ice
With a ring, married to the game, had 'em throwin' rice
Wait a minute, put my thing in her
I'm trynna knock up, I'm trynna put a singer in her
So I can do a banger with her
I get brain for dinner
I don't need to put tender for contender
Thank god for strippers
High top with zippers, hard as some nipples
All the shit I do is straight off the temple
Trynna squeeze it into my schedule is like a pimple
Tell that poodle, "don't mess around with them pitbulls."
[Hook]
[Verse 4: Tech N9ne]
This the endin' from the N9ne
Grindin' bitches from behind
If you way drunk off the 'yac
Spit it up, spit it up, spit it up
This Kansas City, shit's ran gritty
In the summer time, the chicks be damn pretty
Born in the projects, then to the Ville
Then I did a deal with Travis and made mills
This is celebration, this is elevation
Me and my delegation got niggas hella hatin'
This is Nnutthowze, Regime, Rogue Dog
And it's all Strange Music, winners can't lose it, unless
Errbody got they hands up like (Oooh!)
See a bad bitch like (Wooah!)
This whole damn city fuckin' go
But this is how the hood go crazy in the MO
[Hook]
(Hello?)
I want to par-ty (Huh?)
You want to par-ty (Yeah?)
We need to par-ty (Cool)
Let's have a par-ty (Lemme get up)
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
Saturday mornin', I ain't gotta work
Last night's show sold a lot of merch
Bad bitch in my bed so I ain't gotta jerk
Forbes List caught me so it's hard to make the dollar hurt
All we need is good green and some Bou Lou
Five to one so its guaranteed you can do you
'Zilla keep the heater just in case we have a boo-boo
Kansas City natives and we all a little coo-coo
[Hook: B.o.B]
This the type of shit to make the hood go crazy
On the interstate doin' 180
She said, "do it for me, baby"
Took a double shot and then we all went crazy
White girls go crazy
Black girls go crazy
College girls go crazy
This the type of shit to make the hood go crazy
[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
So much liquor, I never spare that kitchen
Keep it so I usually have a pair that's kissin'
And I'm lifted on purple hair, that's bitchin'
Now that's what I call a fuckin' air Technician
Down there, they got the hair that's missin'
Keep it bare, I promise I'll never tear that kitten
I am aware sex hittin' is the care when I share that stick and
So good I might impair that vision
So I dip in, then dip off
Look for another chick, then they pissed off
Till I give them another spliff then they lift off
Party is the mission, I did cross
Three thick friends, we mixin' these licks when
They big friend wanna lip off
So I told her come and get lost, bitch
This my place and it's way too turnt up to trip off shit
[Hook]
[Verse 3: 2 Chainz]
Yeah, you my prototype
My fourth foreign car was a Porsche photo white
Cooler than a polar bear in a bowl of ice
With a ring, married to the game, had 'em throwin' rice
Wait a minute, put my thing in her
I'm trynna knock up, I'm trynna put a singer in her
So I can do a banger with her
I get brain for dinner
I don't need to put tender for contender
Thank god for strippers
High top with zippers, hard as some nipples
All the shit I do is straight off the temple
Trynna squeeze it into my schedule is like a pimple
Tell that poodle, "don't mess around with them pitbulls."
[Hook]
[Verse 4: Tech N9ne]
This the endin' from the N9ne
Grindin' bitches from behind
If you way drunk off the 'yac
Spit it up, spit it up, spit it up
This Kansas City, shit's ran gritty
In the summer time, the chicks be damn pretty
Born in the projects, then to the Ville
Then I did a deal with Travis and made mills
This is celebration, this is elevation
Me and my delegation got niggas hella hatin'
This is Nnutthowze, Regime, Rogue Dog
And it's all Strange Music, winners can't lose it, unless
Errbody got they hands up like (Oooh!)
See a bad bitch like (Wooah!)
This whole damn city fuckin' go
But this is how the hood go crazy in the MO
[Hook]
Bass Ackwards lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Lil Wayne, Yo Gotti & Big Scoob)
Mange Strusic! Bang bou yitch!
Follow now see, check it out
I say: this song is dedicated to the ball droppers
But I'ma switch the letters around and say drall boppers!
We coming to get ya so get the message to all coppers
That you need protection or you better have ch'all yoppers!
[Hook:]
What a shame when a thang blast at ya
Cause you're lame you're a dame slash actor
These dudes are ho's from screws to toes
They choose to go bass ackwards
Tecca Nina bout to hit 'em wit the woop wop
Now the barrel of my governor is hoo tot
Cause you the type that'll get your whole shew crot
Loud mouth nigga trippin' thinking that he Putac
Got a strong hand, I'm a mown gran
Little boy, now you fuckin' with the clong wran
Oh you just showboatin'? It's over now y'all can quit
Cause you can get it for something near as shalkin' tit
Just a crone phall, then it's on y'all
Fuck around and get ya dome sawed off a brone stawl
I can't wait to hear ya squeal and holler
How you set trippin' when you got a multi-dillion mollars, nigga
Stupid, such a sucker--
Nuck figgas always got to make a chother bruncha
Never had no problem takin' down another buster
Cause they be doin' shit bass ackwards Futhermucka
[Hook x2]
[Yo Gotti:]
I'm Yo Gotti, the drug dealer
I'm Yo Gotti, the thug nigga
I'm Yo Gotti, my own heir
And if you wanna ODX, then tell Gotti to blow it, nigga
I've been getting money for a long time
You've been throwing up the wrong sign
Pussy ass nigga, you a cross jump
Fuck boy, you a ho nigga
And you remind me of my ho, nigga
None I hate worser than a broke nigga
Got a Tec-9, and an AK, and an FN
Got a white Vette, and a white Ghost, and a white Benz
I ain't runnin' with niggas, 'less I'm gettin' money with niggas
I don't act funny with niggas, keep it 100 with niggas
Kept it a thousand with niggas
I ran in houses with niggas
I put in work with the squad, we even sold flour to niggas
But, fuck!
[Hook x2]
[Big Scoob:]
Bass ackwards, anonymous with rappers
All these niggas claiming they maintaining with the factors
When'd you push a package? When'd you ever clap shit?
All these niggas talking ain't done nothing but this rap shit
Reason why I shake this place and had to find some spaces
I killed one of these rap niggas and ate they fucking face
Out of place at this rap game, biggest mistake I ever made
It hit me wind and rewind, deleting everything I layed
More from a rap nigga, I don't lie for fun
Fuck fame, and fuck you, and fuck him, and her too
Had to call the big dog, I had to breathe smoke
But Yo Gotti and Big Scoob, and this ain't about dope?
Bass Ackwards
[Lil Wayne:]
These niggas ass backwards
She let me hit that ass backwards
Pussy niggas act hard, get killed for bad acting
Trigger man laugh man
Its funny how this shit go
Redrum was the case that they gave me
I sipped slow and stumbled down a slipped slope
I could hide the chopper in the trench coat
Tunechi go berserk in this bitch
Spellin' stressed backwards, dessert when my shit
I'm reversing this shit
My double R & R, I park on the curb in this bitch
The money, I'm submerged in this shit
So frankly, I'm stalking Ben Franklin
I am Wayne Carter, oops, I meant Cayne Warter
Cocaine on back order
Flip you ass backwards
Bitch you are bass ackwards if you think that's awkward
Strange Music
Follow now see, check it out
I say: this song is dedicated to the ball droppers
But I'ma switch the letters around and say drall boppers!
We coming to get ya so get the message to all coppers
That you need protection or you better have ch'all yoppers!
[Hook:]
What a shame when a thang blast at ya
Cause you're lame you're a dame slash actor
These dudes are ho's from screws to toes
They choose to go bass ackwards
Tecca Nina bout to hit 'em wit the woop wop
Now the barrel of my governor is hoo tot
Cause you the type that'll get your whole shew crot
Loud mouth nigga trippin' thinking that he Putac
Got a strong hand, I'm a mown gran
Little boy, now you fuckin' with the clong wran
Oh you just showboatin'? It's over now y'all can quit
Cause you can get it for something near as shalkin' tit
Just a crone phall, then it's on y'all
Fuck around and get ya dome sawed off a brone stawl
I can't wait to hear ya squeal and holler
How you set trippin' when you got a multi-dillion mollars, nigga
Stupid, such a sucker--
Nuck figgas always got to make a chother bruncha
Never had no problem takin' down another buster
Cause they be doin' shit bass ackwards Futhermucka
[Hook x2]
[Yo Gotti:]
I'm Yo Gotti, the drug dealer
I'm Yo Gotti, the thug nigga
I'm Yo Gotti, my own heir
And if you wanna ODX, then tell Gotti to blow it, nigga
I've been getting money for a long time
You've been throwing up the wrong sign
Pussy ass nigga, you a cross jump
Fuck boy, you a ho nigga
And you remind me of my ho, nigga
None I hate worser than a broke nigga
Got a Tec-9, and an AK, and an FN
Got a white Vette, and a white Ghost, and a white Benz
I ain't runnin' with niggas, 'less I'm gettin' money with niggas
I don't act funny with niggas, keep it 100 with niggas
Kept it a thousand with niggas
I ran in houses with niggas
I put in work with the squad, we even sold flour to niggas
But, fuck!
[Hook x2]
[Big Scoob:]
Bass ackwards, anonymous with rappers
All these niggas claiming they maintaining with the factors
When'd you push a package? When'd you ever clap shit?
All these niggas talking ain't done nothing but this rap shit
Reason why I shake this place and had to find some spaces
I killed one of these rap niggas and ate they fucking face
Out of place at this rap game, biggest mistake I ever made
It hit me wind and rewind, deleting everything I layed
More from a rap nigga, I don't lie for fun
Fuck fame, and fuck you, and fuck him, and her too
Had to call the big dog, I had to breathe smoke
But Yo Gotti and Big Scoob, and this ain't about dope?
Bass Ackwards
[Lil Wayne:]
These niggas ass backwards
She let me hit that ass backwards
Pussy niggas act hard, get killed for bad acting
Trigger man laugh man
Its funny how this shit go
Redrum was the case that they gave me
I sipped slow and stumbled down a slipped slope
I could hide the chopper in the trench coat
Tunechi go berserk in this bitch
Spellin' stressed backwards, dessert when my shit
I'm reversing this shit
My double R & R, I park on the curb in this bitch
The money, I'm submerged in this shit
So frankly, I'm stalking Ben Franklin
I am Wayne Carter, oops, I meant Cayne Warter
Cocaine on back order
Flip you ass backwards
Bitch you are bass ackwards if you think that's awkward
Strange Music
No K lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. E-40 & Krizz Kaliko)
Inside joke is outside now
No K?
Just another way me and my crew say, "No way"
Or "It's not okay" when I got the bottles pay
And somebody you don't know that wanna swallow say
"I don't got no grip but want a sip." No K
"Can I take yo blunt right to my lips?" No K
Broke ass always begging me that's No K
You don't understand then bitch, no way
See you ballin', gotta tell 'em, "No K"
Lookin' like a money bag, smellin' Dolce
Hungry lookin' at you like the fella at Chipotle
All you gotta tell 'em when they're hailin', "Go play"
We flyin', you tryin', to get a check sit next to who's buyin'
She wanna sex a vet, never request a net and love Tech for Tech, but you lyin'
Hey, and that's no K, get away and the bitch best obey
Tryin' to use sex to get yo way but the greed negated everything that ho say
And she play it out like exposé, tryin' to get quality time like, "Let's crochet."
Got me thinkin' of chinnin' some underhanded women but I never hit a woman so I'mma fetch Solé
And then you whine sayin', "That's no k." (Heh Heh Heh)
Sayin' if you got to hand out, stop ya damn mouth
Ain't none of my fault you get low pay
So needy (Ha), I'm on ace of spades and you J Roget
They wanna try and get whatever you got
Wanna wear the chain and watch, I'ma say, "No K."
[Hook - Krizz Kaliko:]
No K, that's what I say when I don't really wanna
Say that it's all right but it's all right (No, no, no)
No K, that's what I tell you when I ain't just trynna
Talk to you all night
(Noo-ohh) Can't get my money
(Noo-ohh) That's not okay
(Noo-ohh) And I'm one hunnit
(Noo-ohh) So I'ma tell you that's okay
[E-40:]
No K
She my bitch but I ain't finna giv her her none of my pay
No way, no how, no what?
Bitch, I don't give a motherfuck
It's paper over pussy, P-O-P
Celebrity get everything for free
If you can't swim, you gon' drown
Throw a bitch up in the air and break her 'fore she hit the ground
No K No K, No K No K
This ain't broadway, no play
From the track, from the cage, from the swim, from the mud
Words hella hate, no love
No suckers allowed in my cap and hell no, you can't hit my weed you tramp
Wanna stand on the stage? No K, you can't
Ride on my bus? No K, you can't
Why you always got ya hand out? All you do is pout like a woman
Grown man, act like niggas owe you somethin'
Habitual liar, always lyin' for nothin'
Start a lot of shit and be the first one runnin'
No K, prolly showin' hella niggas in the game
Like Jose, AK, AK-47 to a nigga brain
Get him out the way
[Hook]
No K?
Just another way me and my crew say, "No way"
Or "It's not okay" when I got the bottles pay
And somebody you don't know that wanna swallow say
"I don't got no grip but want a sip." No K
"Can I take yo blunt right to my lips?" No K
Broke ass always begging me that's No K
You don't understand then bitch, no way
See you ballin', gotta tell 'em, "No K"
Lookin' like a money bag, smellin' Dolce
Hungry lookin' at you like the fella at Chipotle
All you gotta tell 'em when they're hailin', "Go play"
We flyin', you tryin', to get a check sit next to who's buyin'
She wanna sex a vet, never request a net and love Tech for Tech, but you lyin'
Hey, and that's no K, get away and the bitch best obey
Tryin' to use sex to get yo way but the greed negated everything that ho say
And she play it out like exposé, tryin' to get quality time like, "Let's crochet."
Got me thinkin' of chinnin' some underhanded women but I never hit a woman so I'mma fetch Solé
And then you whine sayin', "That's no k." (Heh Heh Heh)
Sayin' if you got to hand out, stop ya damn mouth
Ain't none of my fault you get low pay
So needy (Ha), I'm on ace of spades and you J Roget
They wanna try and get whatever you got
Wanna wear the chain and watch, I'ma say, "No K."
[Hook - Krizz Kaliko:]
No K, that's what I say when I don't really wanna
Say that it's all right but it's all right (No, no, no)
No K, that's what I tell you when I ain't just trynna
Talk to you all night
(Noo-ohh) Can't get my money
(Noo-ohh) That's not okay
(Noo-ohh) And I'm one hunnit
(Noo-ohh) So I'ma tell you that's okay
[E-40:]
No K
She my bitch but I ain't finna giv her her none of my pay
No way, no how, no what?
Bitch, I don't give a motherfuck
It's paper over pussy, P-O-P
Celebrity get everything for free
If you can't swim, you gon' drown
Throw a bitch up in the air and break her 'fore she hit the ground
No K No K, No K No K
This ain't broadway, no play
From the track, from the cage, from the swim, from the mud
Words hella hate, no love
No suckers allowed in my cap and hell no, you can't hit my weed you tramp
Wanna stand on the stage? No K, you can't
Ride on my bus? No K, you can't
Why you always got ya hand out? All you do is pout like a woman
Grown man, act like niggas owe you somethin'
Habitual liar, always lyin' for nothin'
Start a lot of shit and be the first one runnin'
No K, prolly showin' hella niggas in the game
Like Jose, AK, AK-47 to a nigga brain
Get him out the way
[Hook]
Speedom (Worldwide Choppers 2) lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Eminem & Krizz Kaliko)
[Tech N9ne:]
I get to busting like I'm a thirty-eight-six
When I'm rippin' the beat up, but then I heard they got pissed
When I got at the top then made 'em pretty hot
Cause they knowin' that Tecca Ninna's the dirty chop (chopp-er)
He's handled, Holmes, here's a handful
How in the hell he hoverin', havin' hell and go ham though
I said to Seven, "Richie Havens'll be the man"
So we put it together thinking Eminem was a gamble
Guess not, cause he be the guest spot
Kaliko said, "what we doin'?, " I said to 'I'm, "let's chop"
So now the people finally get three of the best locked
Never be another choppers comin' so let's rock, nigga
You're on, people got to wondering if it's a for sure song
Yes, I got another killer making a tour strong
If you thinking of battling - you're gone!
[Krizz Kaliko:]
Nobody can catch up, meet the Speedy Gonzalez
The beat is the problem
And if ya got your feet in your mouth
You gon' have to beat it up out of him
It's a lot of 'em and I mean a lot of 'em
And me and Nina used to follow them
I've got to audibly body them
And this is it man, the hitman, the Ip Man, karate 'em
And the fans will lift hands, we'll be dancin' out of 'em
And in Kansas advanced to withstand a pile of 'em
Who stands with two hands to move in the crowd of 'em
If I ain't makin' sense
Then you better sample the amp of it like the bass
It ain't ever been a given, I heat 'em, I beat 'em, I burn 'em
Then I let 'em out
They never heard of us, but look at me, I'm turnin' up
I slap the shirt off a stupid simpleton to make 'em be impotent
If and when I'm flippin, niggas be feminine
I said the purpose to pick a pen
And reverse the conditions I'm livin' in
And do bigger numbers than Eminem
Gotta be fast so I smash on a nigga
With half the cash I'm a little sicker, quicker than your figure
(Ice cold) I make 'em shiver bigger than the winter
If you half ass delivering I'm a eat your dinner
Better than mine, oh no, not me, I mean other guys
I jump around so do that mean that I'm rubberized?
Me and N9ne master, meaning we murderize
We bleed 'em, beat 'em, till they be gone, feed 'em
[Hook x2 - Krizz Kaliko (Tech N9ne):]
Speedom!
(If you wanna go with us)
Speedom!
(I'm a leave 'em in the dust)
Speedom!
(I must be the one to bust)
Speedom!
(And I'm gonna hit the clutch)
[Bridge x2 - Krizz Kaliko:]
Sometimes, I feel
Like I'll never slow down
Worldwide Choppers
[Eminem:]
Wait! Before I wreck this beat, let me just check to see
If Stephanie Mills left any extra refills of ecstacy pills next to me
In the seats spilled, or did she eat 'em all with a breakfast drink
(You inspect the sink?)
In the habit of grabbin' a mic and babblin', I dabble in lights
But I might just swallow my fuckin' Ritalin tablet after the night
I'm grabbin' it right from the medicine cabinet
Cause that's what it's like and attack it like a Dracula bite
Jetpack in my backpack when I write
All this anger pent I went up inside
A Bennigan's diner with a cigarette lighter
Figured I'd try to set a big enough fire
That'll trigger the sprinkler system
And I'd escape, but the getaway driver screwed up my limo
Collided with the center divider
I went through the window and ended up bein'
Pinned to the side of a semi
Offended beside a friend of the guy's wife
Friend of the flight attendant from Idaho
That took an antenna in the vagina hole
'Cause when I pick up a pen I'm venomous
And I'm as thick as Dennis the Menace
Like an evil dental hygienist, sinister
You've been yelling dementedness
I invented this, I'm the Genesis
Eminem is a nemesis to a feminist
Fuckin' smart alec degenerate
I got Ellen DeGeneres
Tryna tell me these men are just full of jealousy
Envious of female independence
Hell with a clitoris, hit or miss you
Never consider this a bit of disappointment
I'll never fail to deliver this
Whatever the weather in this'll
Be just like a certificate of authenticity
That I'm thinkin' about
Just tryna think of the quickest and sickest way for 'em to picket it
I pick a day to be picked and I'm picking the wickedest shit to say
Spin it back on a level, incredible, head full of red bull, unforgettable
Better believe these beats are edible
I consider loose leaf a vegetable
And I stalk my prey
You think you got away, uh-uh not today
Murder you on a song and then I'll just say
I was with Dr. Dre and Robert Blake
Eatin' lobster, steak and coffee cake
At a restaurant with Drake
And Tech just got to make sure that our stories corroborate
I'm a lot to take like Kanye
Walking up on the stage for Beyonce
Like it's my job to say
That you're not a real artist, but it's my obligation
Honest Abe is on his way, you will not escape
Ammunition, replenish the Punisher
With his gun at your hundred words
And a clip on that which motherfuckers better run
If you're not lookin' to get run over by the roadrunner
No wonder no one don't wanna go
And jump in front of a fuckin' runaway locomotive
Or get thrown up under it just tryna fuck with the...
[Hook]
[Bridge]
[Tech N9ne:]
I'm the fury, the final fight
I flip it on fraudulent fellas for feelin' fright
I flick it on fire, finish him when the flow in flight
Feminine fakers fall, I'm floggin' a foe with a fife
Never forget it, I severed the head of a critic
I sped up and did it, you tripping to be a dead epidemic
Or wet up a clinic, and make a bloody redder percentage
Of an addict who's having to get the lead of a cynic
I was never the Devil, I put up a fight up in the industry
Peddle the metal, we giving the light, a lot of energy
We repping, beat checking he that be Koba
If he's the evil enemy it'll be over
Wanna get down in front of your town
You ever making fun of the clown, I'm gunning you down
We doing it under the ground, a wonderful sound
If anybody come at the hound, don't wanna be found, bitch
Would never be chopping without Slick Rick
I got it from the record, lick the balls and this dick
If you never listen to me, you musical misfit
Nah, cause every time I be dropping I get bit
I'm hearing a lot of rappers, they trying to spit quick
But the Middle West got 'em, and we killing 'em in this bitch
If you ain't in my circle of choppers you missed it
Cause me and my nigga Twista ruler, and that's it
[Hook]
[Bridge]
I get to busting like I'm a thirty-eight-six
When I'm rippin' the beat up, but then I heard they got pissed
When I got at the top then made 'em pretty hot
Cause they knowin' that Tecca Ninna's the dirty chop (chopp-er)
He's handled, Holmes, here's a handful
How in the hell he hoverin', havin' hell and go ham though
I said to Seven, "Richie Havens'll be the man"
So we put it together thinking Eminem was a gamble
Guess not, cause he be the guest spot
Kaliko said, "what we doin'?, " I said to 'I'm, "let's chop"
So now the people finally get three of the best locked
Never be another choppers comin' so let's rock, nigga
You're on, people got to wondering if it's a for sure song
Yes, I got another killer making a tour strong
If you thinking of battling - you're gone!
[Krizz Kaliko:]
Nobody can catch up, meet the Speedy Gonzalez
The beat is the problem
And if ya got your feet in your mouth
You gon' have to beat it up out of him
It's a lot of 'em and I mean a lot of 'em
And me and Nina used to follow them
I've got to audibly body them
And this is it man, the hitman, the Ip Man, karate 'em
And the fans will lift hands, we'll be dancin' out of 'em
And in Kansas advanced to withstand a pile of 'em
Who stands with two hands to move in the crowd of 'em
If I ain't makin' sense
Then you better sample the amp of it like the bass
It ain't ever been a given, I heat 'em, I beat 'em, I burn 'em
Then I let 'em out
They never heard of us, but look at me, I'm turnin' up
I slap the shirt off a stupid simpleton to make 'em be impotent
If and when I'm flippin, niggas be feminine
I said the purpose to pick a pen
And reverse the conditions I'm livin' in
And do bigger numbers than Eminem
Gotta be fast so I smash on a nigga
With half the cash I'm a little sicker, quicker than your figure
(Ice cold) I make 'em shiver bigger than the winter
If you half ass delivering I'm a eat your dinner
Better than mine, oh no, not me, I mean other guys
I jump around so do that mean that I'm rubberized?
Me and N9ne master, meaning we murderize
We bleed 'em, beat 'em, till they be gone, feed 'em
[Hook x2 - Krizz Kaliko (Tech N9ne):]
Speedom!
(If you wanna go with us)
Speedom!
(I'm a leave 'em in the dust)
Speedom!
(I must be the one to bust)
Speedom!
(And I'm gonna hit the clutch)
[Bridge x2 - Krizz Kaliko:]
Sometimes, I feel
Like I'll never slow down
Worldwide Choppers
[Eminem:]
Wait! Before I wreck this beat, let me just check to see
If Stephanie Mills left any extra refills of ecstacy pills next to me
In the seats spilled, or did she eat 'em all with a breakfast drink
(You inspect the sink?)
In the habit of grabbin' a mic and babblin', I dabble in lights
But I might just swallow my fuckin' Ritalin tablet after the night
I'm grabbin' it right from the medicine cabinet
Cause that's what it's like and attack it like a Dracula bite
Jetpack in my backpack when I write
All this anger pent I went up inside
A Bennigan's diner with a cigarette lighter
Figured I'd try to set a big enough fire
That'll trigger the sprinkler system
And I'd escape, but the getaway driver screwed up my limo
Collided with the center divider
I went through the window and ended up bein'
Pinned to the side of a semi
Offended beside a friend of the guy's wife
Friend of the flight attendant from Idaho
That took an antenna in the vagina hole
'Cause when I pick up a pen I'm venomous
And I'm as thick as Dennis the Menace
Like an evil dental hygienist, sinister
You've been yelling dementedness
I invented this, I'm the Genesis
Eminem is a nemesis to a feminist
Fuckin' smart alec degenerate
I got Ellen DeGeneres
Tryna tell me these men are just full of jealousy
Envious of female independence
Hell with a clitoris, hit or miss you
Never consider this a bit of disappointment
I'll never fail to deliver this
Whatever the weather in this'll
Be just like a certificate of authenticity
That I'm thinkin' about
Just tryna think of the quickest and sickest way for 'em to picket it
I pick a day to be picked and I'm picking the wickedest shit to say
Spin it back on a level, incredible, head full of red bull, unforgettable
Better believe these beats are edible
I consider loose leaf a vegetable
And I stalk my prey
You think you got away, uh-uh not today
Murder you on a song and then I'll just say
I was with Dr. Dre and Robert Blake
Eatin' lobster, steak and coffee cake
At a restaurant with Drake
And Tech just got to make sure that our stories corroborate
I'm a lot to take like Kanye
Walking up on the stage for Beyonce
Like it's my job to say
That you're not a real artist, but it's my obligation
Honest Abe is on his way, you will not escape
Ammunition, replenish the Punisher
With his gun at your hundred words
And a clip on that which motherfuckers better run
If you're not lookin' to get run over by the roadrunner
No wonder no one don't wanna go
And jump in front of a fuckin' runaway locomotive
Or get thrown up under it just tryna fuck with the...
[Hook]
[Bridge]
[Tech N9ne:]
I'm the fury, the final fight
I flip it on fraudulent fellas for feelin' fright
I flick it on fire, finish him when the flow in flight
Feminine fakers fall, I'm floggin' a foe with a fife
Never forget it, I severed the head of a critic
I sped up and did it, you tripping to be a dead epidemic
Or wet up a clinic, and make a bloody redder percentage
Of an addict who's having to get the lead of a cynic
I was never the Devil, I put up a fight up in the industry
Peddle the metal, we giving the light, a lot of energy
We repping, beat checking he that be Koba
If he's the evil enemy it'll be over
Wanna get down in front of your town
You ever making fun of the clown, I'm gunning you down
We doing it under the ground, a wonderful sound
If anybody come at the hound, don't wanna be found, bitch
Would never be chopping without Slick Rick
I got it from the record, lick the balls and this dick
If you never listen to me, you musical misfit
Nah, cause every time I be dropping I get bit
I'm hearing a lot of rappers, they trying to spit quick
But the Middle West got 'em, and we killing 'em in this bitch
If you ain't in my circle of choppers you missed it
Cause me and my nigga Twista ruler, and that's it
[Hook]
[Bridge]
Give It All lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Audio Push & Krizz Kaliko)
[Hook - Krizz Kaliko:]
I wanna give, give it all
I said, I said, I said, I said
I wanna try to kill everything in my way
Everybody say, hey, ey, ey, ey, ey!
[Verse 1 - Tech N9ne:]
Yep, I'm the one ya heard
Reppin rojo on Jimmy Kimmel had some disturbed
But niggas know that we ruff and rugged so mums the word
Tech N9na face painted look like he come ta purge!
Real scorpio, shoot this thing like a Torpedo
Rock the rip, no remorse we go
Dummy like Mork from Ork, we know
And I say that with the utmost respect
I bust low to death, I must bode the check
It's never enough, no for Tech
So I get sick with it, I make a bitch dig it
Even when I wanna speed it up and I quick-spit it
I get a bit wicked up in a battle
Tryin to bite a buck, I blabber in his fitted
Killin' music get me spiff sitted, I can't piss when it become hard
So I need a chick to hit it when I kick a lyric
And I'm a murder 'til I'm on the yard (Murder)
My verbs are like birds that jerk up and merk the weak twerps
You can't hurt the durka
First to, insert the work inside of the earth
I disperse the curse to reverse ya to the worst of ya venomous
Squirt ya mercer (Ugh)
Trip not, you see I got the advantage in hip hop
Cause rappers sound identical so when N9na's shit drop
I do numbers, I'm the pinnacle so never will it stop
Y'all can't beat me doin' nothing, except for
Stalkin' these thoughts I spew and suckin'
We run this independent game, it ain't no screwin' us
When we runnin' everything except our mouth while they blue and sufferin'
This on the Bible, I kill any life with a script from this rhyme
Music's done divine, this is my rifle
There aren't any like it cause this one is N9ne, is a gift from his mind
[Hook]
[Verse 2 - Pricetag:]
Yo, I Got the call from Tech N9ne
He needed assistance from the group with the best rhymes
That spit the heat up off of yo ass and grind
Fuck all of them flex rhymes
I get love in every city I sack in cause I rep mine
Around the world, the girls give me head on tour cause I headline
I gotta get fed, I'm fed up, my homies is doin' fair time
I look at that clock and all I see is "Go get that bread" time
Lost too many soldiers so tears, I gotta shed mine
Turn on the radio, hear yo shit, and oh, it's bedtime
I fall asleep, it all is weak, most y'all shouldn't be called MCs
Bro, ya discography, you ain't sale cause all of ya talk is cheap
Smoke up all the tree, my whip look like it got a fog machine
My crib look like a pharmacy, that's prolly why you wanna haul my team
[Verse 3 - Oktane:]
Livin' facetious, what the hell, why the weed lit
I make change where I see fit
I don't play like I don't see shit
Yeah, one hunnit, one hunnit, keep it that way and it's a poem
And stay away from the hate and keep all yo plays right in motion
Bust it, I'm down after the sun and up before it, better know it
MVP, most valuable poet, been the coldest, kept it focused
Cause you miss every goal you don't shoot for
And every time you cut a corner, you make two more
The rich is in my life, so I don't have to have the things
And listen for the whispers so I don't have to hear the screams
And I go hard for what I want, so it's just colors when I dream
And then you realize, it's not as scary as it seems
Molly's for pussies
[Hook]
[Verse 4 - Tech N9ne:]
Ain't nobody handle me, heated like a candle be
Kissin' dirt, ya man'll be for tryin' to dismantle me
Music is my weapon, true, loud enough to deafen you
Never trip with Tech and crew, be careful who you steppin' to
I remember when I was young and I got scars through
Right in back of the paddy-wagons and cop cars too
Now that I'm flyin' high from a rockstar view
Security level let Allahu Akbar through
I wanna give, give it all
I said, I said, I said, I said
I wanna try to kill everything in my way
Everybody say, hey, ey, ey, ey, ey!
[Verse 1 - Tech N9ne:]
Yep, I'm the one ya heard
Reppin rojo on Jimmy Kimmel had some disturbed
But niggas know that we ruff and rugged so mums the word
Tech N9na face painted look like he come ta purge!
Real scorpio, shoot this thing like a Torpedo
Rock the rip, no remorse we go
Dummy like Mork from Ork, we know
And I say that with the utmost respect
I bust low to death, I must bode the check
It's never enough, no for Tech
So I get sick with it, I make a bitch dig it
Even when I wanna speed it up and I quick-spit it
I get a bit wicked up in a battle
Tryin to bite a buck, I blabber in his fitted
Killin' music get me spiff sitted, I can't piss when it become hard
So I need a chick to hit it when I kick a lyric
And I'm a murder 'til I'm on the yard (Murder)
My verbs are like birds that jerk up and merk the weak twerps
You can't hurt the durka
First to, insert the work inside of the earth
I disperse the curse to reverse ya to the worst of ya venomous
Squirt ya mercer (Ugh)
Trip not, you see I got the advantage in hip hop
Cause rappers sound identical so when N9na's shit drop
I do numbers, I'm the pinnacle so never will it stop
Y'all can't beat me doin' nothing, except for
Stalkin' these thoughts I spew and suckin'
We run this independent game, it ain't no screwin' us
When we runnin' everything except our mouth while they blue and sufferin'
This on the Bible, I kill any life with a script from this rhyme
Music's done divine, this is my rifle
There aren't any like it cause this one is N9ne, is a gift from his mind
[Hook]
[Verse 2 - Pricetag:]
Yo, I Got the call from Tech N9ne
He needed assistance from the group with the best rhymes
That spit the heat up off of yo ass and grind
Fuck all of them flex rhymes
I get love in every city I sack in cause I rep mine
Around the world, the girls give me head on tour cause I headline
I gotta get fed, I'm fed up, my homies is doin' fair time
I look at that clock and all I see is "Go get that bread" time
Lost too many soldiers so tears, I gotta shed mine
Turn on the radio, hear yo shit, and oh, it's bedtime
I fall asleep, it all is weak, most y'all shouldn't be called MCs
Bro, ya discography, you ain't sale cause all of ya talk is cheap
Smoke up all the tree, my whip look like it got a fog machine
My crib look like a pharmacy, that's prolly why you wanna haul my team
[Verse 3 - Oktane:]
Livin' facetious, what the hell, why the weed lit
I make change where I see fit
I don't play like I don't see shit
Yeah, one hunnit, one hunnit, keep it that way and it's a poem
And stay away from the hate and keep all yo plays right in motion
Bust it, I'm down after the sun and up before it, better know it
MVP, most valuable poet, been the coldest, kept it focused
Cause you miss every goal you don't shoot for
And every time you cut a corner, you make two more
The rich is in my life, so I don't have to have the things
And listen for the whispers so I don't have to hear the screams
And I go hard for what I want, so it's just colors when I dream
And then you realize, it's not as scary as it seems
Molly's for pussies
[Hook]
[Verse 4 - Tech N9ne:]
Ain't nobody handle me, heated like a candle be
Kissin' dirt, ya man'll be for tryin' to dismantle me
Music is my weapon, true, loud enough to deafen you
Never trip with Tech and crew, be careful who you steppin' to
I remember when I was young and I got scars through
Right in back of the paddy-wagons and cop cars too
Now that I'm flyin' high from a rockstar view
Security level let Allahu Akbar through
Yates lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Marcus Yates)
Ever since my cradle date, on my prenatal state
I was blessed with the gift to disable hate
With fatal takes on the mic is makin' my halo break
And smash every lady workin' at Strange, call them my label-mates
I throw the squad up, them I'ma pour ya broad up
Genital, so plentiful, ya chemical's low but shot up
Wishin' they'd slow the god up
But I ain't trippin' when I rip I'm twitchin'
They think that I be sniffing on Snow Tha Product
Bitch I might be, this a nice key, to get ya hyphy
Dick ya wifey, this for Ike
Slice of sin or source if ya see somethin' slither slightly
Step inside the surface of Strange or simply sight-see
Spit the flow, get the dough, then I hit the ho
Mister irresistible twisted is this kiss the toes
I'ma kick ya nose if one of ya pricks oppose
I'm all he hates, cause I became a landmark like Ollie's Gates
Molly's great, tall estate, y'all debate, nigga, call me Yates
[Hook - Marcus Yates:]
It's no challenge, It's no challenge at all
When you up the ball against the low average
The low average, killin' 'em, Toetag 'em
I'ma let you be great though [x3]
But it ain't no stoppin' a Yates
Lately I've been like fuck rap
What? Did he say "fuck rap"?
Oh no no, Imma write in bold and plus caps
FUCK RAP
Cuz all these tough cats really don't have no nut sack
Trust that 'nuff scratch does back much wackness
Flush that shit
Down with the gowns with the sounds for the clowns
And not in a good way
You can drown underground with the pounds
When they gust that shit
Oh so, low we stojo, hoes and dough negro we flow though
Let the soul glow, mojo niggas
Pillowcase, over the head of the industry
Illustrate, with my mouth and murders my ministry
Seal the fate of my enemy, feel the way of my energy
I heal the hate. Facilitate. Disc jockey's will scrilla make
Then play your records until you break radio
Ain't nothing but real estate
Is still a fake deal of mates who ain't real awake
But them ill is great and ain't no iller ape that can kill a Yates
[Hook]
[Marcus Yates:]
I can keep my hand, while everybody else losin' theirs
No Marcus, I told you, don't start this debate
I'm all arsenal friend, We the medians like, you feedin' me in
Tired of bein' with the intermediate
Faded on bullshit, control the whole medium
I done ran inside my meniscus
I done out-rapped everybody Christmas
So why in the hell would I fail?
If I do, I'm just being Ezale
Front line level, untamed, unchained
After all this shit, I remain on lane, loser
And that's what yo ass get for hittin' that snoozer
My brain is worth the future, and yes, I don't get worked
So my verses hurts when they send me to kill 'em
I'm like Biblin' niggas, keepin' it blacker than power rangers
But why the name Zachary? No leashes, I'm free sucker
No reachin' no knee deep into mine
Like a comprehension of lines
Revisit them when you wanna hear that real wizard dim
Young and timeless, elite science, prominent and flyin'
And beat them beats to meet and greet but I conscience
I was blessed with the gift to disable hate
With fatal takes on the mic is makin' my halo break
And smash every lady workin' at Strange, call them my label-mates
I throw the squad up, them I'ma pour ya broad up
Genital, so plentiful, ya chemical's low but shot up
Wishin' they'd slow the god up
But I ain't trippin' when I rip I'm twitchin'
They think that I be sniffing on Snow Tha Product
Bitch I might be, this a nice key, to get ya hyphy
Dick ya wifey, this for Ike
Slice of sin or source if ya see somethin' slither slightly
Step inside the surface of Strange or simply sight-see
Spit the flow, get the dough, then I hit the ho
Mister irresistible twisted is this kiss the toes
I'ma kick ya nose if one of ya pricks oppose
I'm all he hates, cause I became a landmark like Ollie's Gates
Molly's great, tall estate, y'all debate, nigga, call me Yates
[Hook - Marcus Yates:]
It's no challenge, It's no challenge at all
When you up the ball against the low average
The low average, killin' 'em, Toetag 'em
I'ma let you be great though [x3]
But it ain't no stoppin' a Yates
Lately I've been like fuck rap
What? Did he say "fuck rap"?
Oh no no, Imma write in bold and plus caps
FUCK RAP
Cuz all these tough cats really don't have no nut sack
Trust that 'nuff scratch does back much wackness
Flush that shit
Down with the gowns with the sounds for the clowns
And not in a good way
You can drown underground with the pounds
When they gust that shit
Oh so, low we stojo, hoes and dough negro we flow though
Let the soul glow, mojo niggas
Pillowcase, over the head of the industry
Illustrate, with my mouth and murders my ministry
Seal the fate of my enemy, feel the way of my energy
I heal the hate. Facilitate. Disc jockey's will scrilla make
Then play your records until you break radio
Ain't nothing but real estate
Is still a fake deal of mates who ain't real awake
But them ill is great and ain't no iller ape that can kill a Yates
[Hook]
[Marcus Yates:]
I can keep my hand, while everybody else losin' theirs
No Marcus, I told you, don't start this debate
I'm all arsenal friend, We the medians like, you feedin' me in
Tired of bein' with the intermediate
Faded on bullshit, control the whole medium
I done ran inside my meniscus
I done out-rapped everybody Christmas
So why in the hell would I fail?
If I do, I'm just being Ezale
Front line level, untamed, unchained
After all this shit, I remain on lane, loser
And that's what yo ass get for hittin' that snoozer
My brain is worth the future, and yes, I don't get worked
So my verses hurts when they send me to kill 'em
I'm like Biblin' niggas, keepin' it blacker than power rangers
But why the name Zachary? No leashes, I'm free sucker
No reachin' no knee deep into mine
Like a comprehension of lines
Revisit them when you wanna hear that real wizard dim
Young and timeless, elite science, prominent and flyin'
And beat them beats to meet and greet but I conscience
M.T.M.D. (Skit) lyrics - Tech N9ne
Message to the mentally disturbed:
Don't kill yourself
Or anyone else
Stay here with us
Your time to shine is coming
Trust
Don't kill yourself
Or anyone else
Stay here with us
Your time to shine is coming
Trust
A Certain Comfort lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Kate Ross)
[Bridge - Kate Rose:]
I find a certain comfort in searchin' through the darkness on my quest to find the light
And as I'm digging through the ruins that line these city streets a sense of hope walks with me
[Hook - Kate Rose:]
Still I hold onto this dream of scarless heart and a spiteless mind
No longer shall I try to find a nameless ghost nor provide shelter for my demons
There's so many I smell brimstone
Come in through family, I'm seein' all of the sin shown
Kin grown into enemies that'll be your friends gone
Ain't you very lonely, but a sanctuary when grim's home
Got rules but I dig it, God knows that I'm wicked
Or does it, cause when I tug it, it never shows that I visit
Tell the judge, y'all make me feel like it's hella love
So stand out amazed when I let loose on my beelzebubs
My spirit needs jumper cables, never know love but I want ya label
I'm comfort-able
Nothing lately makes me feel they worthy of trustin'
So I load my gun with the intentions of bustin'
[Hook]
(...to hide
Shelter for my demons ...to hide
Shelter for my demons ...to hide
Shelter for my demons)
I'm cool with the trauma now
Cause it's abundant, ever since I laid my mama down
Some members talked me so bad, 'til my persona found
No mercy, go Earthly, cock and make the llama sound
Cause that's the language they know, deepened anguish they grow
To people without rules, and make you doubt who's
Gonna love you forever cause they gave you some hateful mouth ooze
I was so effin true, but I became the person to shout to
Now that I'm lonely, I don't get no fun like Laos food
And I'm such a meanie, wanna come and see me? Reroute dudes
I'm chillin' in hell in hot water sittin' on my couch fools
So it ain't no problem walkin' through yo hell in ya house shoes
[Bridge]
[Hook]
(...to hide
Shelter for my demons ...to hide
Shelter for my demons
Shelter for my demons)
I'm good where I am in the dark, and darkness alone
I'm comfortable with it
Bring it, if you got it to bring
I find a certain comfort in searchin' through the darkness on my quest to find the light
And as I'm digging through the ruins that line these city streets a sense of hope walks with me
[Hook - Kate Rose:]
Still I hold onto this dream of scarless heart and a spiteless mind
No longer shall I try to find a nameless ghost nor provide shelter for my demons
There's so many I smell brimstone
Come in through family, I'm seein' all of the sin shown
Kin grown into enemies that'll be your friends gone
Ain't you very lonely, but a sanctuary when grim's home
Got rules but I dig it, God knows that I'm wicked
Or does it, cause when I tug it, it never shows that I visit
Tell the judge, y'all make me feel like it's hella love
So stand out amazed when I let loose on my beelzebubs
My spirit needs jumper cables, never know love but I want ya label
I'm comfort-able
Nothing lately makes me feel they worthy of trustin'
So I load my gun with the intentions of bustin'
[Hook]
(...to hide
Shelter for my demons ...to hide
Shelter for my demons ...to hide
Shelter for my demons)
I'm cool with the trauma now
Cause it's abundant, ever since I laid my mama down
Some members talked me so bad, 'til my persona found
No mercy, go Earthly, cock and make the llama sound
Cause that's the language they know, deepened anguish they grow
To people without rules, and make you doubt who's
Gonna love you forever cause they gave you some hateful mouth ooze
I was so effin true, but I became the person to shout to
Now that I'm lonely, I don't get no fun like Laos food
And I'm such a meanie, wanna come and see me? Reroute dudes
I'm chillin' in hell in hot water sittin' on my couch fools
So it ain't no problem walkin' through yo hell in ya house shoes
[Bridge]
[Hook]
(...to hide
Shelter for my demons ...to hide
Shelter for my demons
Shelter for my demons)
I'm good where I am in the dark, and darkness alone
I'm comfortable with it
Bring it, if you got it to bring
Burn It Down lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Ryan Bradley)
(Down) [x4]
Burn it down (Down), down, down, down
(Down) down, down, down, down
Burn it down (Down), down, down, down
(Down) down, down, down, down
[Hook - Ryan Bradley:]
You build me up, you build me up
To watch me fall, It's under dust
Is this the place, I used to love?
Can't take no more, I've had enough
So burn it down, down, down, down
Down, down, down, down
Burn it down, down, down, down
Down, down, down, down
They lift you up and preach you
Then try to pull you down and beat you
They're no longer peaceful
Never knew a buddy would become see-through
Make it up so high, they can't reach you
They just feel the wind beneath you
Camaraderie's a plum oddity, with some modesty
People apology, who lovin' me never a dollar tree wanted
But they wanna demolish me, question mark
When they know I'm blessed at heart
Try to test Tech when I poke at they chest and bark
Givin' my blood, sweat, tears and flesh in art
But they come in my circle and make a mess, then dart
I feel like they wishin' for me to be dissin' so they can be quick and then witness me (falling down)
Gotta know that'll never happen, forever rappin'
So burning it down is the mission
Dismissin' got a brand new condition, I'm (falling down)
Kill 'em in a really clever fashion
[Hook]
Why would a good businessman sign a artist
And he really believes he rhymes the hardest
And spend a lot of money and time just to start it
And you think he don't want you to make it sounds ret--
Uh, Trav ain't the target, I ain't the puppet
If you got negativity boy, you better tuck it
Givin' everything and they trippin', I had enough
It, took me a while for this menace and now, fuck it
Give 'em a record deal, plus the CDs
Take 'em all on tour to give 'em the ups
Put 'em on my record, I do my verse and then I send it to them so I can give 'em the ups
In the long run, they ain't givin' a fuck
Said I ain't takin' care of my day ones
If I wasn't, they wouldn't wait to spray guns
Makin' the people think I'm wrong is way dumb, nigga
Now I'm tired, hearing my empire's (falling down)
But it's really the opposite, and I've got a clear
So many more Os, fake family, fake friends, and foes (falling down)
But Tech N9na's outta hear
[Hook]
It's the reason, me and Trav never had to say "We're sorry" in this business
Cause we believe if you stay righteous, you'll receive all your blessings
Burn it down (Down), down, down, down
(Down) down, down, down, down
Burn it down (Down), down, down, down
(Down) down, down, down, down
[Hook - Ryan Bradley:]
You build me up, you build me up
To watch me fall, It's under dust
Is this the place, I used to love?
Can't take no more, I've had enough
So burn it down, down, down, down
Down, down, down, down
Burn it down, down, down, down
Down, down, down, down
They lift you up and preach you
Then try to pull you down and beat you
They're no longer peaceful
Never knew a buddy would become see-through
Make it up so high, they can't reach you
They just feel the wind beneath you
Camaraderie's a plum oddity, with some modesty
People apology, who lovin' me never a dollar tree wanted
But they wanna demolish me, question mark
When they know I'm blessed at heart
Try to test Tech when I poke at they chest and bark
Givin' my blood, sweat, tears and flesh in art
But they come in my circle and make a mess, then dart
I feel like they wishin' for me to be dissin' so they can be quick and then witness me (falling down)
Gotta know that'll never happen, forever rappin'
So burning it down is the mission
Dismissin' got a brand new condition, I'm (falling down)
Kill 'em in a really clever fashion
[Hook]
Why would a good businessman sign a artist
And he really believes he rhymes the hardest
And spend a lot of money and time just to start it
And you think he don't want you to make it sounds ret--
Uh, Trav ain't the target, I ain't the puppet
If you got negativity boy, you better tuck it
Givin' everything and they trippin', I had enough
It, took me a while for this menace and now, fuck it
Give 'em a record deal, plus the CDs
Take 'em all on tour to give 'em the ups
Put 'em on my record, I do my verse and then I send it to them so I can give 'em the ups
In the long run, they ain't givin' a fuck
Said I ain't takin' care of my day ones
If I wasn't, they wouldn't wait to spray guns
Makin' the people think I'm wrong is way dumb, nigga
Now I'm tired, hearing my empire's (falling down)
But it's really the opposite, and I've got a clear
So many more Os, fake family, fake friends, and foes (falling down)
But Tech N9na's outta hear
[Hook]
It's the reason, me and Trav never had to say "We're sorry" in this business
Cause we believe if you stay righteous, you'll receive all your blessings
Life Sentences lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Krizz Kaliko, Joey Cool & Gee Watts)
[Intro - Tech N9ne:]
I won't look back anymore, after this
Pitch black, star bright, yeah that's my life
A bit of fire and ice
Watch friends, plot foes, stock ends and pot holes
Cause when the tank hit the bank, it just got closed
Don't be stank in the paint cause the yak froze
[Verse 1 - Tech N9ne:]
Wish I knew back when I was strugglin'
If I plugged in and kept bustin'
I'd be buzzin', that'd make me super rich
Never knew my sufferin' over but
Cousin, I keep it up and gushin'
And tell all of my family, aunts and uncles, cousins to do the shit
Just gain power through all of the rain showers
No different, remain sour cause someone else's lame hours
Wish I woulda known to tell 'em all to start they own business
Make long digits instead of havin' a boss who talk at the wrong pitches
To fake friends, cause it's never enough
At hostile situations with folks, I learned it's better to bust
First, and you still a nigga no matter how much ya stuff's worth
You love who love you, do hug who does true
Connect the true blood to 'cause blue
So keep hopin' the Lord does show up
Cause it'll never be no peace on earth for all of us
Till this mug blow up
[Hook - Krizz Kaliko:]
Locked up, I'm free still doing time
I'm stuck, on notes of some of mine
Incarcerated, Sometimes I hate it
This is the sentence of my life
[Verse 2 - Joey Cool:]
Ponderin' these thoughts while sittin' idle in this mezzanine
Feel my feelin's boilin' up, I'm simmerin' on everything
Goin' for the gold because it's shimmerin', but everything
That you encounter seems to be devoured, need a better team
Every thought and every dream, every plot and every scheme
Lurkin' around the corner is a hater waiting like a fiend
And choice of drug is negative, and they use it like a sedative
Success becomes the cause of this effect, abuse the medicine
You thinkin' you can let 'em in, partake in buildin' excellence
The serpents come in twos and they meticulous with they meddlin'
The feathers flock together, see the relationships we settle in
Got consequences so it's best to let 'em go, we blessed again
Disloyalty unfoiled, trynna justify they pestilence
I don't understand why they so demanding, manic pessimists
I guess if I had to guess, I'd make an estimate, I guess that they
Was just afraid so watch us levitate 'til I'm at heaven's gate
[Hook]
[Verse 3 - Gee Watts:]
Mmm, Life sentence for fallin' out ya physical body
Illuminate my soul, officially became godly
I be the one, all of these demons runnin' from
Dumped a gun, lifted spirits, niggas deem me the chosen one
Phony family in my crowd, rappin' gap and loud
Facin' twelve in the pin, none of them niggas made a sound
None of them niggas round
Now the fame close and the name boasts
I'm 'posed to break bread? Bitch, taste toast
I should smoke them ungrateful bitches
They doin' the most to see what make you choke
It actually leave ya throat missin'
I'm on a mission to revisit kin and
My prime been hidden, trynna dine with women
Dipped and find this linen, try and find a business
I love who love Gee, fuck you if it's fuck me
That's just how it gotta be, cause I'm paper routin'
Tame nuisance, insane view and check on my lawn
Strange recruit me, guess when the God speakin' strange music
[Hook]
Instead of cry, maybe I'll keep it inside [x4]
I won't look back anymore, after this
Pitch black, star bright, yeah that's my life
A bit of fire and ice
Watch friends, plot foes, stock ends and pot holes
Cause when the tank hit the bank, it just got closed
Don't be stank in the paint cause the yak froze
[Verse 1 - Tech N9ne:]
Wish I knew back when I was strugglin'
If I plugged in and kept bustin'
I'd be buzzin', that'd make me super rich
Never knew my sufferin' over but
Cousin, I keep it up and gushin'
And tell all of my family, aunts and uncles, cousins to do the shit
Just gain power through all of the rain showers
No different, remain sour cause someone else's lame hours
Wish I woulda known to tell 'em all to start they own business
Make long digits instead of havin' a boss who talk at the wrong pitches
To fake friends, cause it's never enough
At hostile situations with folks, I learned it's better to bust
First, and you still a nigga no matter how much ya stuff's worth
You love who love you, do hug who does true
Connect the true blood to 'cause blue
So keep hopin' the Lord does show up
Cause it'll never be no peace on earth for all of us
Till this mug blow up
[Hook - Krizz Kaliko:]
Locked up, I'm free still doing time
I'm stuck, on notes of some of mine
Incarcerated, Sometimes I hate it
This is the sentence of my life
[Verse 2 - Joey Cool:]
Ponderin' these thoughts while sittin' idle in this mezzanine
Feel my feelin's boilin' up, I'm simmerin' on everything
Goin' for the gold because it's shimmerin', but everything
That you encounter seems to be devoured, need a better team
Every thought and every dream, every plot and every scheme
Lurkin' around the corner is a hater waiting like a fiend
And choice of drug is negative, and they use it like a sedative
Success becomes the cause of this effect, abuse the medicine
You thinkin' you can let 'em in, partake in buildin' excellence
The serpents come in twos and they meticulous with they meddlin'
The feathers flock together, see the relationships we settle in
Got consequences so it's best to let 'em go, we blessed again
Disloyalty unfoiled, trynna justify they pestilence
I don't understand why they so demanding, manic pessimists
I guess if I had to guess, I'd make an estimate, I guess that they
Was just afraid so watch us levitate 'til I'm at heaven's gate
[Hook]
[Verse 3 - Gee Watts:]
Mmm, Life sentence for fallin' out ya physical body
Illuminate my soul, officially became godly
I be the one, all of these demons runnin' from
Dumped a gun, lifted spirits, niggas deem me the chosen one
Phony family in my crowd, rappin' gap and loud
Facin' twelve in the pin, none of them niggas made a sound
None of them niggas round
Now the fame close and the name boasts
I'm 'posed to break bread? Bitch, taste toast
I should smoke them ungrateful bitches
They doin' the most to see what make you choke
It actually leave ya throat missin'
I'm on a mission to revisit kin and
My prime been hidden, trynna dine with women
Dipped and find this linen, try and find a business
I love who love Gee, fuck you if it's fuck me
That's just how it gotta be, cause I'm paper routin'
Tame nuisance, insane view and check on my lawn
Strange recruit me, guess when the God speakin' strange music
[Hook]
Instead of cry, maybe I'll keep it inside [x4]
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