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

[Tech N9ne:]

We lashing out at you

You think you 'bout it we 'bout it too

Only difference is my clout is too massive

We active when actors give malice to anybody we close to

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

Already be so much (we go through)

Now we gotta rid you in the (MO zoo)

This is tribal, stick his rival-

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

Young punk better lie low somewhere prolly up in Cairo

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

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

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

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

Misses made me mad as Mozzy, huh

Man the motive must been made of molly, huh

Milli Maximize a mess with a mind of Malcolm X

And a martyr man whose mom is Maude, huh

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Never keep it, gotta my lap

Talking so cheap and

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

Comin' at me wrong is Bad Juju!

You better not make me Soo-Woo you!

So you best better go run, tell your crew

Do somethin' new-new

And it better be habari gani ndugu!

Don't make me fight y'all

The fully gon' bite y'all

Ears ringing like sixty gun night ball

Yeah, spraying like lysol

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

[King Iso:]

This be the entry of this B

But none of these pyramids chicks be

Plus I be hella open tell a pyramid is Giza

Dip please 'cause I'm kung fu

Don't you hit me 'til I move move

Better quit beef end the dissing

And then I dip I shoot you

On a head of Cohiba I go cuckoo

Or poo poo like a shit fever

I don't wanna take a tip neither

The MC's I'm a grim reaper

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

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

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

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

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

Get it big like Bruce Bruce me me me

I jail boof you, hit it hella hard

He'll have more clips in it than Hulu

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

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

[Tech N9ne:]

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

You better not make me Soo-Woo you!

So you best better go run, tell your crew

Do somethin' new-new

And it better be habari gani ndugu!

Don't make me fight y'all

The fully gon' bite y'all

Ears ringing like sixty gun night ball

Yeah, spraying like lysol

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

[Tech N9ne (King Iso):]

This could be federal

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

I'm on a pedestal

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

This could be federal

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

I'm on a pedestal

Should I come down or just let it go?

Don't make me fight y'all

Sixty gun night ball

Yeah, spraying like lysol

Night fall, light y'all!

Comfortable lyrics - Tech N9ne

(I feel comfortable here

Comfortable here

Comfortable here)

Yo I'm comfortable doing work in the studio

I'm comfortable giving fans and them really show

Even if I gotta take a voyage like Coolio

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

No interviews with Tech N9na unless you well versed

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

Even in this climate we climbing as high as inhaled perp

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

I hate doing radio but I do it well

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

But I get up on the establishment

Never got the music we have the shit

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

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

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

Check it I ain't tryna do no early interviews

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

Comfortable

(I feel comfortable here

Comfortable here

Comfortable here

I feel comfortable here

Comfortable here

Comfortable here)

Ay I like The Breakfast Club, there Tech gets love

Murs, Stevie, JL, Mayday even CES get plugged

I fuck with double XL Vanessa is thug

They know when I come through

It's Travis and coming next is Muggs

Saying no to you radio personalities who

Wanna waste the time you get nothing

But cursing out at me true

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

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

I can rap woohoo, I got stacks woohoo

Everybody know that so I musta rap on your tracks booboo

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

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

Some bumping the flow to the young pump and a bro

Plump sprung when you go tongue dumb dumb then you grow

But I'm funking with those dumping the pro

Love DX and all New Hip-Hop

Everything else I'm unbomfortable

(I feel comfortable here

Comfortable here

Comfortable here

I feel comfortable here

Comfortable here

Comfortable here)

Yo I'm comfortable talking to Mark Alford

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

His colleagues are cool

Things are jolly and smooth

Everything else it'll be part stupid and part awkward

Do your homework before you talk to a vet

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

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

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

You niggas done get it all

The wicked you get it delivered to y'all

And give it a negative critic

Know when I spit it them people are giving the calls

Requesting me, I'm blessed and free

You want Tech the G, you must step to me

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

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

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

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

From Rocked Rhyme sessions

The top I'm stepping

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

To the powers dippy

Travel to see the spot N9ne's repping

(I feel comfortable here

Comfortable here

Comfortable here...)

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

[Krizz Kaliko & Tech N9ne:]

We are leaders

This is Tecca N9na in your arena

We saw no reason

[Y2:]

Yea

Start shit

For no reason, mosh pit

For no reason, our shit

For no reason, the hardest

For no reason, start shit

For no reason, mob shit

For no reason, mosh pit

For no reason, mosh pit

I just think you fucking with the wrong one

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

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

You gon need someone to hold you up

What the fuck

[Tech N9ne:]

My city stand up

Stoppin people that got into my city and what

Copyin me and the property, poppy ya jammed up

While I eat the cam bust

Don't mock me the brand's us

Strange music

The game shoot this right at the fakers

The game stupid with the claim

You can flip the change and name usage

Steppin' to me

Lick with the lane and you lose indefinitely

Ready for ruckers really we reppin the B

Ah Ah

This the eviction notice

Missingly quickly and go get

Hit us and consider me and my nigga

Be sick and rogueish

Stop you ain't ready to brawl you can hang

Lock you too dead in the jaw you claim Strange

It ain't came

Kan City to jam with me

You damn sissy eat up a oxy

To stance tizzy in my pants with me

Never honor who bringing drama to the Don

If you continue now gonna do what I come to do

Guess what ima do

[Y2 (Machine Gun Kelly):]

Start shit

For no reason, mosh pit

For no reason, our shit

For no reason, the hardest

For no reason, start shit

For no reason, mob shit

For no reason, mosh pit

For no reason, mosh pit

(Let's get to it)

[Y2 (Machine Gun Kelly):]

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

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

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

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

What the fuck

[Machine Gun Kelly:]

Its only one option

You gon need a doctor

I ain't talkin bout the one from Compton

Arms feet legs all gone like I'm Don Corleone

Hiring James Bond that's what I'm on

Remain calm but aware that I'm armed and dangerous

See Double X is known to gang with us

So hang tight I'm trying to get this right

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

The fucks wrong with you poptarts

I pop cherries and popstars you popsicles is not hard

Poppin on the top charts out the cop car

To remind yall you just rap and not guards

And I don't care who got bars

Because they don't acknowledge mine

So show me who got scars

Show me the greatest on the stage and the arena

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

[Y2:]

I just think you fucking with the wrong one

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

I think I'ma fuck somebody up

You gon need someone to hold you up

What the fuck

She will not leave a bunch of passes

I just wanna see that ass

Caribou Lou in my glass yeah

I start a riot by accident

Somebody been showing ass again

I just started throwing some cash again

Pushing the crowd we harassing them

If you start making me mad

Start shit

For no reason, mosh pit

For no reason, our shit

For no reason, the hardest

For no reason, start shit

For no reason, mob shit

For no reason, mosh pit

For no reason, mosh pit

[Krizz Kaliko:]

We are leaders

We saw a reason

Brightfall Confession lyrics - Tech N9ne

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

But free the wrong with the right in me

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

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

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

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

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

And no matter how much better of a person I became

The worldly things I did would catch up with me

And try to pull me right back down

Right back down

Right back down

Right back down

Right back down

Brightfall lyrics - Tech N9ne

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

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

No cause when my spirits go up now every one plummets

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

When your angle is to reason with those who night crawl

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

But it might be costin this season when the fight calls

People change their life of sin

Then try to negate the back they aimed the knife within

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

My revenge it came to wipe this grin then pain

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

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

Don't you lie and deny this sick hybrid

Angel demon ain't no leavin either one

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

This magnitude the angel will need a gun

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

But the evil remains to make the brightfall

God knows I'm trying

It seems like I'm always fighting for my life

For my soul

This won't bring me down

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

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

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

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

This is terrible fightin the past me is unbearable

Never really mattered if my symbols and outfit were clerical

Judging today for past demons make me hysterical

Darkness is blinding take me back in the city of Jericho

Darkness will not win my heart is really not grim

But the chances of me becoming pure angel has got slim

I'm stuck and I'm blocked in

Brightness the plots been wanna frolic in God

I'm lookin for solace but it got dim

How can I detach from the past heinous acts

Will I last

Will they attack with a blast?

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

For the darkness to come and make my brightfall

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

Don't ever wanna see, what that pit about

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

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

Don't ever wanna see, what that pit about

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

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

And my soul is the right price

That would literally be a fright night

But I ain't sellin' my soul to hell

Angels yellin' propellin' flight heights

Wanna spread those angel wings

But they have wicked entangled things

Like steaming hot tar with the stench of brimstone

Knee in God's yard

Can I repent the sin gone?

Did that done that then the evil comes back

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

Just when you wanna start anew

They judge you on what you used to be

Thus makin' it harder too but I refuse to lose

Even if I gotta be banged and bruised

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

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

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

The fight just to save my soul

Cause time and time again

When I crawl to the light I land in sin

Now my sins so far away

That darkness will never find me

Hideous hideous... grotesque grotesque...

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

[Big Scoob:]

Say somethin do somethin

That's the way that I was raised

But we living in different ways nowadays

But no matter what you was taught

Every man must hold his own

[Tech N9ne:]

Pac told me, "reach the block homies"

When the thot's know me then you get guacamole

Still gotta watch police even if you got dough these

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

I am a king

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

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

I was poor, now I am a thing

I was low as slime in latrines

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

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

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

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

Never ask me what your broad done

I'ma say to the brethren Wa Gwan

Solid as Halie Selassie

So it's nobody to stop me

Plus I got Maudie to watch me

Free from the thottie's debauchery

Stay away from fed's wires

Come fake with us

And you gonna get lead fired

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

Red Byers

[Krizz Kaliko:]

And if I ever started to fall

I lift with both feet on the ground

Making me ten feet tall

Looking like, "Wassup now?"

Say something, do something

"Wassup now?"

Say something, do something

Ah me?

Say something, do something

Little ol' me?

Say something, do something

[Big Scoob:]

If I said it I meant it

This how I live

I'll die for it

That's how I am

[Tech N9ne:]

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

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

So it's nervous when they give service

No courage can lead to murders

The squirters make them assertive

And I heard it can't be refurbished

When the word is "We deserve it"

Cause someone alerted, we flirted with purges

Leaving us dead and deserted

Permanently dirted and sorted

In a pine box I'm not dine shot

Tryna make my time stop

Nine got them slimes that mind bop

And it never do dime drop

Born on Nine' block to crime dot

Then the rhymes locked where they find bop

I can still walk on Highland, walk on Wayne

Claiming what I aught to claim

Often sensitive suckers, they take the walk of shame

Heads wire, like that they bled, ours

The dead flyers

Because we say something, do something

Red Byers

[Krizz Kaliko:]

And if I ever started to fall

I lift with both feet on the ground

Making me ten feet tall

Looking like, "Wassup now?"

Say something, do something

"Wassup now?"

Say something, do something

Ah me?

Say something, do something

Little ol' me?

Say something, do something

[Big Scoob:]

All I got is my name

'Long as my name is good

[Tech N9ne:]

Feel evil, really though

Sinister shit for illy blokes

Who milly tote for silly folks

Busting till they chilly most

Kill these broke enemies finna be until he croaks

Leaving 'em wrapped in a drilly coat

Crossing him with a chin like a billy goat

We talk this way 'cause we been through so much

Impossible to have no guts

Anybody faking we say hold up

We got our street and city sewed up

That's from all the fighting and bumping

We found the light in the sunken hole

Down is plight and dysfunction

Plowed us right into something

Hours frighting and then funking

But the cowards prying and punching

And the pal is trying to trump him

Now we flying and bumpin'

Flying higher than med tryers

We bred sires and they bed lie-ers

They get nothing and we got everything, Fred Meyer

I salute the triple OG, Red Byers

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

[Nave Monjo:]

Ohh yeah Nave Monjo

[Tech N9ne:]

I got on this path like

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

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

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

Nueve

[Nave Monjo:]

I been out there rollin

I been thinkin lately

Growing up out made it through the pain yea

I been rockin for a minute

Think Im crazy

But they won't never catch me outta line

[Tech N9ne:]

Strange at birth

Born to make a difference when I came to Earth!

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

Why do they make mo bots when the flows hot

They said my music will never fit in the pro slot

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

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

Game came killin nigga he go

When they went from a hundred to zero

I know the Mets spot bury to the below

But you can fly Curry at the free throw

Look how Strange came in the game like deebo

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

Now we got hits and takin pics with the people

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

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

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

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

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

Nueve

[Nave Monjo:]

I been out there rollin

I been thinkin lately

Growing up out made it through the pain yea

I been rockin for a minute

Think Im crazy

But they won't never catch me outta line

Cause I'm on a straightaway

I'll never stray away (no)

Cause I'm on a straightaway

I'll never stray away (no)

[Tech N9ne:]

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

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

So many haters were tryna drown Tech's rose

And stoppin' him from blossomin' nigga now that grows

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

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

They wanted to hold down Tech's blow

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

Even seepin around Death Row

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

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

Spray the mag

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

Ay did they doubt me often?

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

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

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

Nueve

[Nave Monjo:]

I been out there rollin

I been thinkin lately

Growing up out made it through the pain yea

I been rockin for a minute

Think Im crazy

But they won't never catch me outta line

Cause I'm on a straightaway

I'll never stray away (no)

Cause I'm on a straightaway

I'll never stray away (no)

I'm on that straightaway (yeah)

I'll never stray away

I'm on that straightaway (yeah)

I'll never stray away

I'm on that straightaway (yeah)

I'll never stray away

I'm on that straightaway (yeah)

I'll never stray away

Sho Nuff lyrics - Tech N9ne

Hella faded

You wonder why everything so celebrated

And all of our team's dreams shot down

But made it to the top now

Out of Hell and above hard ground

We spreading my wings

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

Was supposed to be a ghost

Now when we party I'm the host

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

"I'd like to thank everybody that showed up

Now we boutta get poured up

Cause we made it through the days it so rough

So is everybody with me?

Sho Nuff!"

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

Was a problem Summer, Winter, Spring and Autumn

Gotta pray to god is what they taught 'em

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

Unless you got the will to go and get it

Unless you find a lick go and hit it

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

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

Went from fights in schools

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

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

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

Sick mother with no father

But still I made it as a scholar

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

Then I made some million dollars

I'd like to thank everybody that showed up

Now we boutta get poured up

Cause we made it through the days it was so rough

So is everybody with me?

Sho Nuff!

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

Sho Nuff!

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

Sho Nuff!

Coming up feeling good right now

Lot of love in the hood right now

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

Sho Nuff!

I remember rubber sole footies on my feet

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

Off to 7-Eleven, only had enough to eat

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

Momma in the hospital, 17 I got little

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

Too much struggle to tell y'all

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

Ah hell nah!

Made it through the rainy day

Never liked the devil and the games he play

Even though we in a gang we pray

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

Used to be a man with no hoe

Now to all my many fans I'm a goat

My struggle was a blast in the past

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

"I'd like to thank everybody that showed up

Now we boutta get poured up

Cause we made it through the days it so rough

So is everybody with me?

Sho Nuff!"

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

Sho Nuff!

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

Sho Nuff!

Coming up feeling good right now

Lot of love in the hood right now

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

Sho Nuff!

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

Sho Nuff!

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

Sho Nuff!

Coming up feeling good right now

Lot of love in the hood right now

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

Sho Nuff!

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

[Nave Monjo:]

Yeah Nave Monjo ooh

Creep, creep, creep

Ah

Did it all on purpose

Step into your building to make you nervous

Better cuff your bitch cause she lurking

Spilling all these drinks that I purchased

Hey, something real strange

When I look around I see real things

If you make it out your feelings

Cause this is how I'm feeling

This is how I'm feeling (yeah)

This is how I'm feeling

This is how I'm feeling

This is how I'm feeling

[Tech N9ne:]

This is how I'm feeling

That Bou Lou gonna give me a billion

Inshallah run it back with the willing

I'm gonna be off on an island chilling

I came a long way from the dealing

And I still run with the 5-6 villain

We live life like it ain't no ceilings

Never been a liver to take a killing

I feel like breakdancing

Cause I got every bitch in the place straight glancing

While they next to their lover looking at me hate stancing

But I'm always with niggas like a fake clansman

How I'm feeling is people keep using identical syllables

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

To the masses perhaps to the people not needin variety

Since the umbilical

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

When I be clapping to kill it all so

[Nave Monjo:]

Ah

Did it all on purpose

Step into your building to make you nervous

Better cuff your bitch cause she lurking

Spilling all these drinks I purchase

Hey something real strange

When I look around I see real things

If you make it out your feelings

Cause this is how I'm feeling

This is how I'm feeling (yeah)

This is how I'm feeling

This is how I'm feeling

This is how I'm feeling

[Snow Tha Product:]

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

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

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

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

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

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

It ain't mumble rap if you hear me clearly

I rap better than you boys and you gettin weary

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

With your dumbass really smart people feel me

Cause I been always killin that rap

This is that I be lookin up to Kaliko

Most of you bitches that been rappin fast

Garbage as fuck im a whole different animal

Lately these bitches be jocking me

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

So when they ask if im still going awful

Yes bitch im a monster dont ever forget hoe

[Nave Monjo:]

Ah

Did it all on purpose

Step into your building to make you nervous

Better cuff your bitch cause she lurking

Spilling all these drinks I purchase

Hey something real strange

When I look around I see real things

If you make it out your feelings

Cause this is how I'm feeling

This is how I'm feeling (yeah)

This is how I'm feeling

This is how I'm feeling

This is how I'm feeling

This is how I'm feeling (yeah)

This is how I'm feeling

This is how I'm feeling

This is how I'm feeling

Not A Damn Thing lyrics - Tech N9ne

I don't wanna do a damn thing today

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

Instead of work I just wanna play

Plus I pulled away fat stack anyway

I don't wanna do a damn thing today

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

They wanna know what I'ma do today

Not a damn thing, fuck what anybody say

What

Why they do that

Why they do that (what)

Why they do that

Why they do that

Right here right now

I really wanna know where the smoke and booze at

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

I'm gonna be absent like Bueller (Bueller)

Now the times happening like Mueller (Mueller)

Now the hair missing is not an embarrassing thing

Callin any lion is the American dream like

I'm gonna blow a cone by the pool

Smoke up to many songs I can choose

Then right to my phone, call my crew

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

That's diggable, now my homies is with me

That'll tell my chick hit some hippie

Make thickies that's less miserable

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

Eat some food then turn on the tube for netflickables

I don't wanna do a damn thing today

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

Instead of work I just wanna play

Plus I pulled away fat stack anyway

I don't wanna do a damn thing today

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

They wanna know what I'ma do today

Not a damn thing, fuck what anybody say

What

Why they do that

Why they do that (what)

Why they do that

Why they do that

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

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

Uh I'm tryna party at home baby

I'm tryna, uh, FUCK OFF

I'ma be stuck in a zone baby

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

Hit the liq' hit the bong

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

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

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

T'was a hell of a ditching day

A lie in a biggen way

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

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

So today I just chose to do Not a Damn Thing

I don't wanna do a damn thing today

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

Instead of work I just wanna play

Plus I pulled away fat stack anyway

I don't wanna do a damn thing today

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

They wanna know what I'ma do today

Not a damn thing, fuck what anybody say

You are now entering the wind down sequence

These next pieces are best after dark

Thank you for choosing Planet Pyune

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

[Nave Monjo:]

They try to take me out the game

But ain't no stopping me

No

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

Yeah fuck what they thought

I rise they fall

Got all of these rules just to live by the law

This is my surefire I don't get no applause

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

No no

[Tech N9ne:]

I was rocking a show back in '03

A pack a people started lovin me lowkey

I give em a lot of more sounds

Them system cats in more towns

Rappers from Cleveland and rappers from OC

Forever bound and loving the clever sounds

With the people seeking my evil

And people runnin a clown throwin down

Lot of love going round

Got the blood blowing now

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

No matter whos neck in the woods clues get work

All in together no matter who's net worth

So many years with Whoop Whoop experts

Then something got weird just like a blue Tech shirt

Hot 97 compared the two vet's work

Pretty much how they one in the same ooh that hurt

Somebody you can't compare to anyone

All I know for sure is im making plenty funds

I took offense to the incredible sinny brung

Its some Juggalos took it bad and wanted to gimme guns

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

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

[Nave Monjo:]

They try to take me out the game

But ain't no stopping me

No

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

Yeah fuck what they thought

I rise they fall

Got all of these rules just to live by the law

This is my surefire I don't get no applause

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

No no

[Tech N9ne:]

Last Strictly Strange Tour off in Milwaukee

3000 fans sorta feel bossy

Cause I remember we used to play The Rave downstairs

Now we up in The Room it's real costly

All the people they catchin the chills off me

My camera crew is taping the ill frosties

From the fans we making the ladies dance

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

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

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

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

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

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

She made her tell authorities we made her do it

Yeah right more like the guy that raised her to it

My partner O' apostrophe called me hostily

Saying the cameras got em yellin child pornography

We been doing Areola for 8 years

Now we gotta stay clear cause some fake tears

Tried to shut Tech down so I cut that now

When I bust that sound

But I betcha Milwaukee really fucked that round

When the Tech N9na come into ya town

[Nave Monjo:]

They try to take me out the game

But ain't no stopping me

No

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

Yeah fuck what they thought

I rise they fall

Got all of these rules just to live by the law

This is my surefire I don't get no applause

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

No no

[Outro:]

None of this shit is my fault

So long Areola

Yeah none of this shit is my fault

It was fun while it lasted

Know they was winning but lost

Damn

Trying to shut out a boss

Tappin' In lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Darrein Safron & Joey Cool)

[Tech N9ne:]

I got a story to tell, 'bout when I ginormously fell

Won't say no names though, 'cause it ain't no game, bro

And it ain't no angle makin' no woof tickets for me to sell

It's about two buddies in the middle of bout due

A lady on the daily puttin' out to

One of the buddies, she told him never let his mouth spew

Don't let your boy know what's happenin'

'Cause we were together, plus shackin' in

That's what you call get [?] back at friends

Shoulda told him I was tappin' in

[Tech N9ne & Joey Cool:]

I was 21

She was 40-something, say she wanna give me some

So I started putting Tecca Nina in the lungs

Of the photographer that my homie, then he brung

But it was a catch, he didn't want a nigga to rack

'Cause her and my homie were together, he'd give her the scratch

After every photo-shoot but he'd have a bitter attack

If he knew his colleague would shoot me then deliver the snatch

So I kept her secret like a dummy keeping it professional

I didn't tell my homie but I was full of regret you know?

Riding out with my homie, out my mouth ain't no decibels

But when she finished flicking me, we bang out on the sectional

I used to throw him hints saying "I really wanna smash her"

Then he would look at me like I was doing it with laughter saying

"She would never do it, I don't know what you after

Out of your league, man you young, broke and plus you a rapper"

[Darrein Safron & Tech N9ne:]

Bros become foes yeah (bros become foes)

Lord knows the lovin' was fly though

It ain't worth livin' these lies though

On my dog

On my dog

I should have told 'em, I should have told 'em, I should have told 'em

That I was tappin' in

I should have told 'em, I should have told 'em, I should have told 'em

'Cause he was a best friend

Shoulda told him I was tappin' in

Shoulda told him I was tappin' in

Shoulda told him I was tappin' in

That ain't never what you do to best friends

[Tech N9ne & Joey Cool:]

She would pick me up for photo sessions

But I didn't tell my homie we were low-low sexin'

Man this lady had a body like she was SoloFlex'n

So right after work, she let me give her a pogo lesson

No confession never told him, I was grindin'

On his workin' roommate, I was slimin'

But I messed up and told my other homie [?]

But when me and him fell out he told my best friend that I was lyin' all this time

And then my homie said

Why did you playin' me, I'm hearing too many rumors

Yo you got something to say to me, man?

You know about my affection for that woman that stay with me

You supposed to be my homie, why you fuckin' and fakin'?

And then I gotta hear from someone else

You selfish man like you think about is your fuckin' self

You and her be together, I don't need no one's help

I'm feel like I'm finna lose it, I don't know what I'ma do

But I swear to...

Hold on my nigga, you can't be callin' me trippin

I'm with my family and I don't know what the hell you talkin' 'bout that's fuckin' insanity man

Why you lyin' to me bro, you know these people be talkin'

And their stories sound the same and you makin' it awkward

And I ain't finna be the type to act like this don't really hurts

What am I supposed to do 'bout it when I'm at work?

You and her, we supposed to be brothers that make it worse

And he told me everything y'all be doin' don't do me dirt

Don't deny it homie, really you oversteppin' your turf

Told me I was snappin' photos and you were movin' her skirt

Even said you shoulda known this fuckin' chick was a flirt

Well how you gonna believe every damn thing he say?

Dog you for real? you shoulda told me wihtout delay

We was like fam, now you got me dealin' with hearsay

And everything that he say, she say

Oh, I gotta go

[Darrein Safron & Tech N9ne:]

Bros become foes yeah (bros become foes)

Lord knows the lovin' was fly though

It ain't worth livin' these lies though

On my dog

On my dog

I should have told 'em, I should have told 'em, I should have told 'em

That I was tappin' in

I should have told 'em, I should have told 'em, I should have told 'em

'Cause he was a best friend

Shoulda told him I was tappin' in

Shoulda told him I was tappin' in

Shoulda told him I was tappin' in

That ain't never what you do to best friends

So that is how me and my best friend fell out

'Cause I told another homie something he had to yell out

All of our business ventures and dreams was the hell out

And I'm left with underhanded things that I can tell 'bout

Lost my best friend, 'cause I was young and dumb

He lost his life to another brother with a gun

I never got to tell him that I was sorry, I was sprung

A other homie just died of cancer, I'm numb

So the moral of the story is

Don't lie to get something that you really want

Always keep it real, though a lot of people don't

That's why they always in funk

[Tech N9ne:]

Shoulda told him I was tappin' in

Shoulda told him I was tappin' in

Shoulda told him I was tappin' in

That ain't never what you do to best friends

Levitation lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Navé Monjo)

[Tech N9ne:]

Every day I wake up

Even if I don't feel like it

I push, push myself

And the response from the people

Makes me feel like i'm floating

[Nave Monjo:]

Levitation no hesitation

I came too far to look back now

All my decisions was so I can win and

I feel like I'm a champion yeah!

Levitate yeah

Levitate yeah

I came too far to look back now

Levitate yeah

Levitate yeah

I feel like I'm a champion yeah!

Oh yeah

[Tech N9ne:]

When I wake I wash my face then get it in (get it in)

Schedule filled and still I gots to fit it in (fit it in)

They dependin on me (who)

Family, fans, and homies (true)

Have to understand its all about the T not only

When I work I feel like I can fly in the sky

All the love they give N9na get me high ain't no lie

If I wasn't such a killa I would cry not that guy

Levitation dedication in my eye till I die

(Woah) people know I got it from the dirt

(Woah) so rough when I started man it hurt

(Woah) but all that struggle paid off

Im a business owner now I can't be laid off (hell nah)

Whatever you do, do it every day

And do somethin different if its true it barely pay

Don't be a jack of all trades and a master of none

I chose to give you rap ima blaze and I'm after the sun

I won!

[Nave Monjo:]

Levitation no hesitation

I came too far to look back now

All my decisions was so I can win and

I feel like I'm a champion yeah!

Levitate yeah

Levitate yeah

I came too far to look back now

Levitate yeah

Levitate yeah

I feel like I'm a champion yeah!

Oh yeah

[Tech N9ne:]

Push it to the limit, ain't no limit from me

Look what we invented, such a win is funny

Cause when I wanted to end it

No success felt like I'm finished

But my friend with the other percentage said

Let's go get this money

People really care how I feel and its real

Cause I put the middle finger to a major record deal

For this independent label had to peel hella skrill

Now we all around the planet making mills how that feel

(Woah) like it lit a fire in my soul

(Woah) got a push it higher till it grows

(Woah) levitating like I'm David Blaine

Yelling loud i made it mane cause we all created Strange!

Im thankful for yall dedication

And rep Strange tho, with no hesitation

The white black and red is waitin to dead this hate until it's devastation

And have a better nation where all the love for like levitation

[Nave Monjo:]

Levitation no hesitation

I came too far to look back now

All my decisions was so I can win and

I feel like I'm a champion yeah!

Levitate yeah

Levitate yeah

I came too far to look back now

Levitate yeah

Levitate yeah

I feel like I'm a champion yeah!

Oh yeah

We Won't Go Quietly lyrics - Tech N9ne (feat. Jordan Omley)

[Tech N9ne:]

Somebody gotta say something, that somebody gonna be me

People rather have separation than to come together living freely

All the tragedies we see in the dark streets on the TV

Make it difficult to grow a glee tree when the love level back in B.C

We will never see racism done away with on our lifetime

When the parents hearts filled with hate, reproduce, then it's sending down the pipeline

If their kids want to fight crime, and they talk to others of the right kind

That'd be terrifying facing nighttime and it's still the only light shined

Jesus not present when things seem so egregious

But if we just set aside all our differences and try to ease up

Off of war with each other please trust we can be just

When the hating, killings', enough and the anthem will have everybody taking knees up

[Jordan Omley:]

No, we won't go quietly

All the fear I've got inside will die with me

We said "Turn this message louder 'till the speakers bleed"

But we won't go quietly

And everybody said

No we won't go quietly

All the fear I've got inside will die with me

We said "Turn this message louder 'till the speakers bleed"

But we won't go quietly

[Tech N9ne:]

Too many people of power afraid to say things

Cause they don't want consumers to stop their pay streams

If they don't agree with your way of thinking they taking

Your cake cream, no love no life is all that hate brings

I stand by love so if this don't enhance my buzz

And the fans die and my blood, the world is ran by thugs

That just want to bend my blood that runs with an angel flow

What they bleed ought to be equality, never been the angle though

But one day soon I want to see the people loving then say "Bravo"

Cause now I see a lot of killing and fighting like Rocky and Ivan Drago

All good to be in Cabo, I'm rolling in your mercy alago

But we just say a prayer if you will to stop the ill drills off up in Chicago

Please

[Jordan Omley:]

No, we won't go quietly

All the fear I've got inside will die with me

We said "Turn this message louder 'till the speakers bleed"

But we won't go quietly now

No we won't go quietly

All the fear I've got inside will die with me

We said "Turn this message louder 'till the speakers bleed"

But we won't go quietly

[Tech N9ne:]

Wishing we could be rid of all terrorism

Like it's theorism, for the good I'd say heroism

We are the dauntless and miss the demons we see in swarms

So mind your business unless you see somebody being harmed

I learned to love from my mother

I feel an angel around me, I know she hovers

Impatiently waiting for you to discover that people all need each other

When you see me, I'll call you brother

Never mattered whatever color

[Jordan Omley:]

No, we won't go quietly

All the fear I've got inside will die with me

We said "Turn this message louder 'till the speakers bleed"

But we won't go quietly

And everybody said

No we won't go quietly

All the fear I've got inside will die with me

We said "Turn this message louder 'till the speakers bleed"

But we won't go quietly

And everybody said

No we won't go quietly

And everybody said

No we won't go quietly

No we won't go quietly

[Tech N9ne (Krizz Kaliko):]

If we didn't fear each other, we could stand near each other

(Strange Music)

Ya Boi!

Strange Reign (2017)

 

• Cold Piece Of Work
• Minimize
• Brand New Hunnids
• Let Go
• Is You The Police?
• Come Down
• Let's Link
• Price Is Going Up
• Happen
• Whatever You Want
• Dangerous
• Stick It In
• Plenty
• These Hands
• Bad JuJu (Preview)
• Quicksand (Bonus Track)
• Off My Square (Bonus Track)
• Settle Down (Bonus Track)
• Lyin' (Bonus Track)
• Face Down (Bonus Track)
• Cold Piece Of Work (Original) (Strange Music Pre-order Bonus Track)
• We Burn (Strange Music Pre-order Bonus Track)

Cold Piece Of Work lyrics - JL, Tech N9ne, Joey Cool & Jay Trilogy

(Album Version)

Strange Reign 2017...

[JL:]

They treat my bidness like it's soda

Or my music like a perc

They know my flow is the yola

That's a cold piece of work

That's dope nigga what you call a buzz when you caught a bus

I make you feel like you was on all the drugs

All the drugs, drugs, I got all the plugs

A-A-All this was to satisfy the customers

It'll hit you different depending on what we pay you

Pop it then the check the purity side effects of it fatal

Now you know that when you blow niggas wanna know what they pay you

(Fo sho') N-N-Noses in my bidness like a yayo!

Flippin' like it's crack and can't relax it's like we drug dealers

Or sit in psyche or SEG, I'm servin sinking this and sinking nerves

Looking like a snack is what they slackin' when they get the urge

Keep 'em coming back we push this packages to listeners

Word

They treat my bidness like it's soda

Or my music like a perc

They know my flow is the yola

That's a cold piece of work

That's dope nigga

That's dope nigga

That's dope nigga

That's dope nigga

That's dope nigga

That's dope

They know my flow is the yola

That's a cold piece of work

[Tech N9ne:]

T9X is what they sniffin' when Tech Nina get to spittin'

My position is give 'em a hell of an addiction

On these scripts and they be itchin'

For the good dope that I be dishin' out for the listenin'

That's why I'm constantly cookin' off in the kitchen

Nigga I'm Mr. Molly, when Nina shit hits her body

It takes her and gets her naughty

Fella mixed it with liquor prolly

She'll love you and lick your lolly

Taking me is her hobby

She flipping through my discography, nigga

Then she swallow me, nigga

Buss serves on the bitches steady searchin' for the sickness

If you want it Nina's on it with the quickness

Shit is real not ficticious all the wishes for the bomb

You can get it from the Don P. I daze you like a whippit

Nigga I'm addictive

[JL:]

They treat my bidness like it's soda

Or my music like a perc

They know my flow is the yola

That's a cold piece of work

That's dope nigga

That's dope nigga

That's dope nigga

That's dope nigga

That's dope nigga

That's dope!

[Tech N9ne:]

I'ma let two of my young gunners work this motherfucker

Jay Trilogy and Joey Cool

Go!

[Jay Trilogy:]

Okay I've been taking my time since 8th grade

You nigga's been having it easy for the past 6 years

Don't believe me motherfucker? Wait till I release my CD

I'm a Cold Piece of Work

They tryna find a cure for me but I'm pure disease

I'm infecting the industry first, ain't nobody safe from me

Bitch I'm great

I'm not the plug but I got that work bitch, don't try to test me

I got verses that could put everybody in a hearse so I feel I deserve it

I'm only 19 but be warned

My flow so dope a motherfucking fiend would avoid

Heard about this shit on the street giving niggas instant OD's

Oh lord

So you just caught a glimpse and you low-key high as a bitch

Don't trip, I'ma try to fix this shit

If I go too hard, you might just flip your shit

So take a few deep breaths while I inject infectious rhythm in your system

Have you bouncing through the roof, catch a groove if you with it

Aye

Asking me if I think I'm the goat

Okay I admit it, I see the future and that's all that is in it

I put in the work, so I know I'ma get it

You digging a ditch for yourself if you step to the kid, give a fuck about wealth

Give a fuck about numbers, a fuck about y'all, I will eat you alive and that's straight from the heart

And a rock in a hard place, help me get it ever?

Broke as a bitch and I need that cheddar

Mozzarella and the provolone et-cetera

I don't really know which one is better of the three

And I don't give a fuck just hand it over

I ain't ever going back to my day job

When I quit, man, I quit for a lifetime

Called my old managers over tell him, "Man I told ya

I'm worth more than gold and I know that shit

Tryna put me on a payroll, hold my dick

I'm doing what most of the world fears everyday

That's a Cold Piece of Work, better fix your face when you're mentioning Jay"

[Joey Cool:]

If you ain't ever heard of Coolie, you bout to get the connection

I'm narcotic, pharmaceutical, potent anti-depresent

I alleviate what antidotes heal and aging what's stressing

I'm like Lucy in the sky with the diamonds my effervescence is infectious

Most definitely, deathly defiant

I'm a motherfucking giant, a tyrant, a modern pirate

I might throw a fucking party next Friday, you're all invited

Mr. Molly said he might be attending, bitch get excited!

Lace boots with the rhyme skills

I don't even need the lights on

So Dope that I'm like pills

Burna cut the fucking mic on

Coolie Baby, I been rocking with the nigga, hella tatted with the ice on

Gold teeth with the gold chains, Own Thang, got the hood, I'm home

Put the swank on a nigga real quick, you are at the bottom of the sea-saw

Bank on a nigga being mine, goin' back and forth like it's ping-pong

Stay with me get you realigned, this'll be divine, it's a theme song

Godzilla be up on the punishment and I might slap the shit up out of King Kong

See the team strong, I been chopping and talking with Nina, he told me I'm ready

Aim at the target, the scope on the lock on this bitch and I'm holding it steady

Taking precaution I'm deadly

Bumping that good Everready

Shit is so down, it's steady

Fuck it, I'm Joey Andretti

[JL:]

They treat my bidness like it's soda

Or my music like a perc

They know my flow is the yola

That's a cold piece of work

That's dope nigga

That's dope nigga

That's dope nigga

That's dope nigga

That's dope nigga

That's dope

They know my flow is the yola

That's a cold piece of work

Minimize lyrics - Stevie Stone, Tech N9ne & Krizz Kaliko

[Stevie Stone:]

Motions run deep

Eyes my demise

Lies on the lies

Just to get a rise

Keep the purple, it all up in social

Having a milli thighs

Rise throwing up my vibe

I been loud at nine

Time

You post online now you won't resign

These words, these words'll have you in a bind

I'm riding, I done got ghost

Ride out, ride out, ride out ho

Be careful of the words that people say

Becomes a wedge between us

You can't redeem us

Said the choice is all you make

Gotta learn from your mistake

Never should have came out of your mouth

In this world, we been living, we been living

In this world, we been living, we been living like

Ohhhhh

In this little world, we been living like

Ohhhhh

Envy and greed in the middle like

Go secure the bag, I was living life

Wanna do you bad then they minimize

Ohhhhh

Wanna do you bad then they minimize

[Krizz Kaliko:]

I only look as good as the money made me

I only go as far as I let you take me

Krizz in his feelings any given day

I say fuck everybody, that ain't the thing to say

See I'm needy though, pockets staying meaty though

Are you charging the girls or am I shooting off your pinky toe

Girlies used to call me rock of Gibraltar

Used to plot the twat hot thoughts that made me stop at the altar

That's what they used to say 'bout little old me

Had 'em in fiddle well when I was little they try to pin it on me

But I rise like the sun up

Money in me gun up

Bud a bad pedo 'cause I packed 'em though

Nigga shut the fuck up

[Stevie Stone:]

Be careful of the words that people say

Becomes a wedge between us

You can't redeem us

Said the choice is all you make

Gotta learn from your mistakes

Never should have came out of your mouth

Got me feeling like

Ohhhhh

In this little world, we been living like

Ohhhhh

Envy and greed in the middle like

Supposed to get a bag, I was living life

Wanna do you bad then they minimize

Ohhhhh

Wanna do you bad then they minimize

[Tech N9ne:]

(Who) Said I lost it

(You) When I spit raw shit

(True) Sin agnostic

(Few) This hem is god's grip

On your esophagus we sock a trick in the oculus

When he rock it be populous

When he gassin' better call E. Brockovich

His mouth, it spits doubt

Then I flipped out on the sick route

Now it's tits out

Like a chick when you rippin a bitch blouse

Norm niggas born rigid

But the Nina's (what?) Korn wicked

How you gonna say that a nigga lost it when I was

(What?) born with it

I take it back Tech

Why play with rap's best

I make it fly, basic guys, then can have debt

I cash checks on the regular

Tech is high as nebula

So bust a route, doubt it

Should never came out your fucking mouth

[Stevie Stone:]

Ohhhhh

In this little world, we been living like

Ohhhhh

Envy and greed in the middle like

Supposed to get a bag, I was living life

Wanna do you bad then they minimize

Ohhhhh

Wanna do you bad then they minimize

Brand New Hunnids lyrics - Tech N9ne, JL, Rittz & Jeff James

[Jeff James:]

Ay, ay, I'ma keep it real like a brand new hunnid

Ay, 'bout that life, I ain't ever ran from it

Ay, everywhere I go I try to get to the money

Ay, everywhere I go I try to get to the money

[Rittz:]

I've been feeling like Pablo in the Wells Fargo

I ain't here to talk about a car loan

Pockets on my cargo shorts full of money

And a duffel bag stuffed full, hard to keep the zipper on the top closed

You can barely pay a car note

Why you mad at me because your credit score low

I done gone broke but I bounced back

Leaning on the counter while she look at my account

Can I have a lollipop

Don't run the game flirtin' with the bank teller

I can tell she thinking I'm a cocaine dealer

I got cash 'cause I rap, I don't trap

I was hurting when I didn't have money, now the paper like a painkiller

The internet say I'm worth four mil

It used to be a way worse ordeal

No more dollar menu orders, eating four course meals

Thought I was a winner look at what the scoreboard said

Forrest Gump with the ends on the cat running

On the way to make a milli you can bet on me

You sitting still like a crash test dummy

Like you got a check coming

Tryna flash, you ain't got Tech money

You ain't ever live lavish, tryna be Travis

You ain't ever built like that

You been living in a fantasy knowing that you can't achieve

I'ma tell you real life fast

Keep it real like that

Yeah

[Jeff James:]

I'ma keep it real like a brand new hunnid

Ay, 'bout that life, I ain't never ran from it

Ay, everywhere I go I try to get to the money

Ay, ay, everywhere I go I try to get to the money

Ay, I'ma keep it real like a brand new hunnid

Ay, 'bout that life, I ain't never ran from it

Ay, everywhere I go I try to get to the money

Ay, everywhere I go I try to get to the money

[Tech N9ne:]

Get some big ones, shit comes, quick son ditch 'em

'Cause they gonna get to begging from the rich one

For the money for tummy, booty, and they tits done

Cross yo neck with a razor

For the fetty when they see you livin' major

How they comin' for money ya job paid ya

When not even one of them did a little bit of labor

With them brand new hunnids

Damn you done it

Not a way somebody can ever ban you from it

How can you stomach

The poverty I hit the lottery

So when you go in the pile can you plummet

Damn you stuntin'

On the land when you expand the grands

They gonna stand who run it and the jam you brung it (cha)

Comin' from all the fans the Kansas City man do gun it (cha)

Take all the paper don't let the paper take ya

Big money maker you're gonna wait to vapor

From all the haters they wanna waste ya

Like a trip when they hit a gallon of Jäger

Off with the money is why they shoot ya

'Cause they jealous they makin' the shotty juice ya

I ain't slippin' or givin' nobody boosters

I keep the brim a hunnid 'cause Tech is a crowded poosta

Nigga, ay

[Jeff James:]

I'ma keep it real like a brand new hunnid

Ay, 'bout that life, I ain't never ran from it

Ay, everywhere I go I try to get to the money

Ay, ay, everywhere I go I try to get to the money

Ay, I'ma keep it real like a brand new hunnid

Ay, 'bout that life, I ain't never ran from it

Ay, everywhere I go I try to get to the money

Ay, everywhere I go I try to get to the money

[JL:]

Like a brand new hunnid dollar bill

When they put the light to me they will know that I'm real

I'ma get to the money

But I give 'em what they can build in it

Rock at the rigorous on the go without a chill

We two up, it's too much money to be made

Too much money for me to ever be a slave

Too much money for me to not wanna get out of the bed and go get it

Somebody already gettin' paid

It don't matter if you rappin' or thuggin', be stackin' or pluggin'

It's either you are slackin' or puppin', I bet that you want it

They give in if you huff at the oven

And you rapping a couple of 'em

Moving two by fours like Jim Duggan, you buggin'

If you don't got the lucrative hustle

Looking for loot producing part of productive 'cause you

Gotta be tough and plus you gotta do what you must do

Throw it when you win, they will son the rustle

I see hawks when I see these thots, and I read thoughts

Let them wonder 'bout the bread

He financially flaunts cause he know what she wants

Let alone fucks I give 'em the photo cred

Even though I do collect the dough, I haven't changed yet

Never quit, never sit waiting for a paycheck

To the paid jet, then get lifted like a weight set

With a loud pack hater chronic like a Dre set

Jay high that's a safe bet, ay

[Jeff James:]

I'ma keep it real like a brand new hunnid

Ay, 'bout that life, I ain't never ran from it

Ay, everywhere I go I try to get to the money

Ay, ay, everywhere I go I try to get to the money

Ay, I'ma keep it real like a brand new hunnid

Ay, 'bout that life, I ain't never ran from it

Ay, everywhere I go I try to get to the money

Ay, everywhere I go I try to get to the money

Let Go lyrics - Big Scoob, Tech N9ne & Darrein Safron

[Big Scoob:]

Struggle make you humble as a motherfucka, hungry as a motherfucka

Perception is a bitch but the truth is a motherfucka

Tired of you motherfuckas, tired as a motherfucka

Ready to load a clip and get to bustin' in this motherfucka

Lately I've been on some other type of shit

Tryin' to find some light in this, searchin' for enlighten-shit

Exorcising demons every evening I been fighting with

Yard full of broken bottles, fighting not to take a swallow

Fully loaded clip I'm 'bout to flip and get to dumpin' hollows

Now everybody excited and I'm ready I'ma die to win

Head first I'm diving in, anybody fuck a friend

A word with no meanin', so I'm plottin' and schemin'

I'm so done with this dreamin', dyin' slow and barely breathing

Ain't no future in this bullshit, rappin' or the street life

Carvin' my intestines, and deception is the dull knife

Switchin' my direction want perfection and a new life

High prices on the blow (let go)

So it's hard to get dough (let go)

Tried to run up in my pad

Trying to hit me for my cash

So I dm-dm-dm (had to let go)

Sick and tired of this shit (let go)

Old homie turned snitch (let go)

Homies brought it to the light

Redded all in black and white like oh no (had to let go)

[Darrein Safron:]

G shit my jeans ripped

My homies hold double XL magazine clip

The heat spit like loose teeth

The kid kick like Bruce Lee

Y'all false as Bloods that bleed Crip on that weak shit

I'm 2-3 ballin' but I peep shit

This for anybody that say that I'm on some sweet shit

This is for the Darrein is just too R&B shit

This one for the money cause y'all always on some free shit

I'm from the city with a system of poverty

I've seen my homies go from ride or die to a rivalry

I've seen these hoes loyalty turn into a robbery

Like God can you please let these hoes with more honesty

But trust me I tried it before

They say my city on fire like the devil horn

I been talkin' to God he don't hear me though

Sometimes I just wonder should I let it go

[Big Scoob:]

High prices on the blow (let go)

So it's hard to get dough (let go)

Tried to run up in my pad

Trying to hit me for my cash

So I dm-dm-dm (had to let go)

Sick and tired of this shit (let go)

Old homie turned snitch (let go)

Homies brought it to the light

Redded all in black and white like oh no (had to let go)

[Tech N9ne:]

Everybody hungry

Every night we on three

Aaron fight the Fahrenheit of very trifling homies

When they staring right before me like they care

But they parasites and only wanna rare bite of millionaire Rice-A-Roni!

On yo nose, the flare light is there like a Hongi

Lead your layered life to lonely

Nigga you best leave my premises

You don't wanna be my nemesis

I'ma put it on the B.I.B.L.E. (Die!)

Then I read my Genesis

Nigga I train and I train for when they aim for my change

At the range ain't a thang they know my name and it's Strange

Leave your brains on the terrain dead if he came for the games

Not to explain but me and my dame keep a thang and it bangs!

Ekk ket ket ket ket ket pooh pooh pdddit nigga

Taking the living to necro

They never knew Missouri killas would be hillbillies like Jethro, Bodine, slept slow, codeine I'm so mean like Destro

And I got the green like a gecko

And I'ma never let go of it!

I been

[Big Scoob:]

High prices on the blow (let go)

So it's hard to get dough (let go)

Tried to run up in my pad

Trying to hit me for my cash

So I dm-dm-dm (had to let go)

Sick and tired of this shit (let go)

Old homie turned snitch (let go)

Homies brought it to the light

Redded all in black and white like oh no (had to let go)

Is You The Police? lyrics - JL, Tech N9ne, Murs & Ubiquitous

[Murs:]

Oh my God!

Is that, is that Murs?

Well, well I don't see Tech so you think we can talk to him?

I just wanna ask him a few questions

What is the exact date that you received your Strange necklace?

And what exactly is it that Tech N9ne eats for his breakfast?

And how does he crease his pants?

How does he make the people dance?

And what is that sign he throws up every time he sees his fans?

And who's that guy in the van? Alien on the drums?

Is he an illegal immigrant? Where the heck is he from?

And who's that white guy that's so nasty on the bass?

And what exactly is wrong with Krizz Kaliko's face?

Fuck that

How does my dick taste?

Why is you tryna dictate?

Why is you asking all these questions?

Can't you see that I'm shit faced?

I'm off that Caribou Lou

I ain't tryna do an interview with you

I done had like one, two, four, or five, a few too many

But if any of you bitches wanna talk about fuckin' or suckin'

Or practicing the erotic art of human reproduction

Then we got something to discuss

If not get the fuck up off the bus

Why is you tryna bust my balls when I'm just tryna bust a nut

Fuck

[JL:]

What's the situation?

Why you want that information?

Is this an interrogation?

What is you the police?

What you tryna do?

Feel like it's an interview

Who are you reporting to?

What is you the police?

Acting like you pacing

What charges am I facing?

Am I under investigation?

What is you the police?

Why you wanna know?

What you questioning me for?

Oh you must be on patrol

What is you the police?

What is you the police?

What is you the police?

What is you the police?

What is you the police?

Why you wanna know?

What you questioning me for?

Oh you must be on patrol

What is you the police?

[Tech N9ne:]

I ain't got no time for you to be questioning me, messing with me

Wondering if broads steady effing with me, definitely

I am high profile like Griselda's dope file

Why you think I'm aggy when you spoke trial

I'm ghost now

I was never fond of no handcuffs

Ain't no relationship good when they havin' you jammed up

Insecurities, her and her crew were accusers

Makin' life hella blue like a Hoover

Having a perfect partner is the way of the future

The way of the future

The way of the future

The way of the future

Run away from one, go down to the bar and come back with a two-fer

Taking 'em up to the room and engage in a three, put 'em both in an Uber

Sherlock Holmes, no longer punching her twat no

She's a for sure cop like in that Roger Murtaugh show

Like having hella coppers deployed to bring me more heat

Now I question you like a D-Boy

Is you the Police?

[JL:]

What's the situation?

Why you want that information?

Is this an interrogation?

What is you the police?

What you tryna do?

Feel like it's an interview

Who are you reporting to?

What is you the police?

Acting like you pacing

What charges am I facing?

Am I under investigation?

What is you the police?

Why you wanna know?

What you questioning me for?

Oh you must be on patrol

What is you the police?

What is you the police?

What is you the police?

What is you the police?

What is you the police?

Why you wanna know?

What you questioning me for?

Oh you must be on patrol

What is you the police?

[Ubiquitous:]

What goes around, it comes around

The truth is always told and found

It's going down

Upped my buzz so now they wanna know about

What I did, where I think I'm going, who I know around the way

But a motor mouth composure, what I won't allow

Cause what I do and what I say is my prerogative

Major pain, when every phrase you face is interrogative

Many bear witness, many names remain anonymous

A lot of times, the truth and lies all sound the same like homonyms

Polly want a cracker, now I'm talking on that polygraph

Actin' like I'm movin' weight, dropped a couple bodybags

Analyzin' body language, read him no Miranda Rights

With no attorney present, or evidence, so they can't indict

Lip is tight, unless you hit the superman with kryptonite

Soon as homie ousted, all he want to do is get inside

Which is why, keep your circle tight, bitches switchin' sides

Long as we got trust within us, there is never shit to hide

[JL:]

What's the situation?

Why you want that information?

Is this an interrogation?

What is you the police?

What you tryna do?

Feel like it's an interview

Who are you reporting to?

What is you the police?

Acting like you pacing

What charges am I facing?

Am I under investigation?

What is you the police?

Why you wanna know?

What you questioning me for?

Oh you must be on patrol

What is you the police?

Come Down lyrics - Stevie Stone, Tech N9ne & Krizz Kaliko

[Krizz Kaliko:]

Its no way to get me off of the ceiling

I don't ever wanna let go of this feeling

I can't come down

Yeah

No I can't come down

Yeah-yeah-yeah

[Tech N9ne:]

I'm so lifted 'cause I'm so gifted

The misfits is with it, that's why they buy mo' tickets

When I rip shit in triplets

No hate behind those crickets

You may find mo' bitches givin' N9ne those digits

Man on the moon

People think I pop a lot of

Xans on the shrooms

Nada, but I puff and never

Land up at noon

Never coming down when I leave ya

Hands I'ma zoom

From this day, it's this way

Up and away from a itch bade

Sitting atop of this pay

After so many years of brick lay

I'ma sit stay in the sick bay

Halted never 'cause I'm exalted

Bet I never get off this

Bed they bred this big boss shit

Dancing on the ceiling on planet Pyune

'Cause man is doomed

On Earth is hurt we'll all vanish soon

This high it could be

From the pressure when other fans push me

So high, higher than female alien pussy

[Krizz Kaliko:]

Its no way to get me off of the ceiling

I don't ever wanna let go of this feeling

I can't come down

Yeah

No I can't come down

Yeah-yeah-yeah

If everyday was a payday

I'd get high with you baby

Like inhale, exhale

Like inhale, exhale

[Stevie Stone:]

Yeah

This stage reloaded

Room packed, adrenaline

Crown whore with a stone cone

Taste buds like cinnamon

Tear down I'm a stage killer

When I walk away hard Benjamin

Couple of naysayers and they feel its win

When I grip down I'm killing 'em

Last round I leveled up

Next round I'ma spaz on 'em

Progress couple of year sounds

Steady paced I'ma gas on them

Top tier like got a mirror

I'ma be around, never last homie

Scott Chad no IG

Like Cuzzaloink with the mask on me

Never do I wanna let go

Projecting up in the billies

Roaming deep like let's hoe

New way lemme vindicate

Promenade I'm a vet tho

Renegade lemme innovate

I'ma generate like plethora

Taking respect tho

It's different the moment

I'm high clinging to the stars

You can show me opponents

I'm high gifted up in the mind

Haters wanna condone it

I'm high up in the sky unfound and I can't come down

[Krizz Kaliko:]

Its no way to get me off of the ceiling

I don't ever wanna let go of this feeling

I can't come down

Yeah

No I can't come down

Yeah-yeah-yeah

If everyday was a payday

I'd get high with you baby

Like inhale, exhale

Like inhale, exhale

[Tech N9ne:]

I feel like I'm just this guy, this kid

In the body or in the the brain of this dude

Who writes this crazy music

And this Tech N9ne guy is taking me all over the world

Let's Link lyrics - Tech N9ne & Big Scoob

[Tech N9ne:]

If you don't drink much

If you wake up and you don't think bucks

If you ain't tryna smoke the green stuff

If you the opposite of these let's link up

I ain't fuckin' with you if you ain't livin' driven

No matter how much dirt you diggin' even if you is in prison

If you stay on a mission in the kitchen whippin' chickens

If you a miss who love getting dickin' then diggin' thizzin'

If you a money maker, and not a funny faker

Bunny chaser, but your behavior is a heart and tummy acher

If you got spit, hot for real, you don't pop shit

And stop lips, to cop scripts not, wit' a nigga on the block tip

If you ain't-a bitch, thank ya, and you really want gangsta shit

Bang to this, if a nigga ain't soft like a handkerchief, drink a sip

If you wanna come and get the money quickly, and I'm talking brains grip

If you wanna hunny me and not a dummy wit' me, let's link bitch

[Big Scoob:]

You can miss me with that bullshit, pussy nigga

And I can't hear them suckas talkin' unless they talkin' figures

And I ain't checkin' for no broke ass bad bitch

Keep your pussy, keep it movin' over there, bitch

Money getters turf the realest over here, bitch

Far from sucka never trippin' over that bitch

I'm allergic to these suckas never had shit

Either hate me or you love me with a bad bitch

[Tech N9ne:]

If you fed up, with the bullshit, with the pulpit

If you fed up with the bully at school sick

If you enemy and wanna let the tool spit

If you rule shit, and wrong with a crude clique

Who gets everybody zooted, woo chicks making 'em lose it

If them fools rich and taking group pics

Of huge chips on Instagram, tempt the man to go move quick

To make them dudes strip

Put the milli on the loose lips

If you the nigga with the Ruger spitter and you 'bout to come out on a true lick

If you fuck with Tech N9ne in this hoe

And if you always wanted to see him rhyme at a show

So if you bring that greenery and wine and the dough

Baby girl if you get naked and waste no time then you blow, let's go

[Big Scoob:]

You can miss me with that bullshit, pussy nigga

And I can't hear them suckas talkin' unless they talkin' figures

And I ain't checkin' for no broke ass bad bitch

Keep your pussy, keep it movin' over there, bitch

Money getters turf the realest over here, bitch

Far from sucka never trippin' over that bitch

I'm allergic to these suckas never had shit

Either hate me or you love me with a bad bitch

[Tech N9ne:]

If a sucka don't fit you if you never be slippin' without a pistol

Quick to run up on a nigga that tried to diss you

Too bitch to say it if you pit bull then he a Shih Tzu

If you like it insane and you ain't with the norm, you with Strange

And you ain't what them stupid pity games

That motherfuckers play try to mess with your brain

Yeah, if you ain't-a stink butt, if you and the name fuckboy

Never synced up

If you mama nem didn't raise a cream puff

If you swing cuts that have they dreams crushed

If you a bad bitch and you inked up

If you ain't faulty and never have a nigga jinxed up

If we broke and you would help me rob a Brink's truck

Then give a clean fuck, baby let's link up

[Big Scoob:]

You can miss me with that bullshit, pussy nigga

And I can't hear them suckas talkin' unless they talkin' figures

And I ain't checkin' for no broke ass bad bitch

Keep your pussy, keep it movin' over there, bitch

Money getters turf the realest over here, bitch

Far from sucka never trippin' over that bitch

I'm allergic to these suckas never had shit

Either hate me or you love me with a bad bitch

Price Is Going Up lyrics - ¡Mayday! & Tech N9ne

[Bernz & Wrekonize:]

All day workin' for an overnight success

Short days' long nights living on the edge

This is some'n here that you wouldn't want to miss

Better fuck with me now 'cause after this

The price is going up

Yeah, the price is going up

The price is going up

Better fuck with me now 'cause after this

Yeah, the price is going up, up, up, up, up

The price is going up, up, up, up, up

The price is going up, up, up, up, up

The price is going up, up, up, up, up

[Bernz:]

Underestimated, overlooked, and underappreciated

I was in the cut blazing, getting high off music I was making

Never cared much for trophy placement

Only if the soul been out the basement

Wastin' space, time, and all my patience

'Til I got a call to make my own creations

Had a larger conversation

Are you real or are you fakin'?

Do you really hear what we been making?

Or are you weirded out by greatness?

Countin' sheep's my occupation

Can you see my dissertation?

'Til I be your overnight sensation

Now wake your ass up and lets ride, ride, ride

Get inside ho, I drive

Don't know where, it's alright

Trust in us, you'll be fine

I can feel it's my time

Engine tuned and it's prime

Chasin' hits my whole life

I'm obsessin' and that's fine

When you sleep I'm alive

And this time will be the last time I give out free samples of the pie

[Bernz & Wrekonize:]

All day workin' for an overnight success

Short days' long nights living on the edge

This is some'n here that you wouldn't want to miss

Better fuck with me now 'cause after this

The price is going up, up, up, up, up

The price is going up, up, up, up, up

The price is going up, up, up, up, up

The price is going up, up, up, up, up

[Wrekonize:]

And it goes up, up, up, up, up

Everybody wanna leave us in the cut, cut, cut, cut, cut

But we elite and we hit them in the gut, gut, gut, gut, gut

Fuckin' life until I finally get my nut, nut, nut, nut, nut

(Nut)in' breaks a man down like a little bit of broken pride

I got a house full of friends and smoke inside

We don't worry about the day or the week ya dig

When you vibe so high time supposed to fly

If you need me come try climbing the ceiling

I could shit on folks who miss the boat with the pretense

No joke, no cloaks, no defense

Makes me feel like I've been cuffed in the precinct

But I been steadily making climbs up high to the pedigree

Now these fools really wanna try getting me

Like I ain't been here kicking melodies

All up in the middle like a center piece

All my friends are loud getting heavily

You got screws like Ebenezer Japenese

And didn't even know until your whole damn show was in jeopardy

[Bernz & Wrekonize:]

All day workin' for an overnight success

Short days' long nights living on the edge

This is some'n here that you wouldn't want to miss

Better fuck with me now 'cause after this

The price is going up, up, up, up, up

The price is going up, up, up, up, up

The price is going up, up, up, up, up

The price is going up, up, up, up, up

[Tech N9ne:]

Forever did a verse for 10k

But now that it's old as Bengay

15k is what you men pay

If you want the hip-hop from a chopper sensei

That stellar music realize you gotta rack your brain

Now what they want is twenty racks broke game

When I rap so strange, I'ma stack more change

And it really ain't even enough of that cocaine

Ever since "Questions" '98

My people want a verse, they want agression

Chop it, sessions, and I made a lot of good impressions

Still they want the N9ne in one seven

But I'm getting tired of the challenge that chase me

Escape me with the flow and they be try'na erase me

They crazy because I leave em achey breaky

Willing to be off safety, want it, you gotta pay me

'Cause they take all my time

This mathematics, create all my rhymes

Ask anybody, this technical with the flow spectacle

We kill the rest and they lines; vegetables

That's why they have seven songs in one day

Ticket to jet, I get to gassin' up on the runway

So be singing the price, scorching 'em like a sunray

But everyone pay 21k for the gun play

[Bernz & Wrekonize:]

All day workin' for an overnight success

Short days' long nights living on the edge

This is some'n here that you wouldn't want to miss

Better fuck with me now 'cause after this

The price is going up

Yeah, the price is going up

The price is going up

Better fuck with me now 'cause after this

Yeah, the price is going up, up, up, up, up

The price is going up, up, up, up, up

The price is going up, up, up, up, up

The price is going up, up, up, up, up