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 f*ck rap
What? Did he say "f*ck rap"?
Oh no no, Imma write in bold and plus caps
F*CK 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 [?]
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 [?]
Young and timeless, elite science, prominent and flyin'
And beat them beats to meet and greet but I conscience
Tech N9ne - Special Effects Album Lyrics
Tech N9ne - Special Effects Lyrics
- Yates
- The Procedure (Intro)
- M.T.M.D. (Skit)
- Aw Yeah? (interVENTion)
- A Certain Comfort
- Lacrimosa
- Condolences (Skit)
- Burn It Down
- Life Sentences
- On The Bible
- Dyin Flyin
- Shroud
- More Psycho Messages (Skit)
- Worldly Angel
- Psycho Bitch III
- Roadkill
- Anti
- Wither
- Young Dumb Full Of Fun
- Dead Alive (Skit)
- Hood Go Crazy
- Bass Ackwards
- No K
- Countdown (Skit)
- Speedom (Worldwide Choppers 2)
- Give It All
Writer: Aaron Dontez Yates, Marcus Yates
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Writer: Aaron Dontez Yates
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
M.T.M.D. (Skit)
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
Writer: Aaron Dontez Yates
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Aw Yeah? (interVENTion)
Question for the the maker and it's aw yeah?
This the way it's supposed to be huh? Alright
Sippin'
On a glass of red wine
Right before bedtime thinkin'
Everybody down here trippin'
If you up there
Upstairs
This is Nina tellin' you to listen
The vision I'm givin' everyday
Life is dumpin' on us like a pigeon
I get many enemies with this Forbes list
But I get rid of energy from piss poor pricks
Can I get to heaven all I get is threatened
Every time I get more chips
Gotta grip four fifths
For the sick forces I gotta fight
All of the night with cops, Crips
Bloods with sore fists
And them Nazi's wanna hem Hadji
Up it ain't too many men godly
Hideous so many cities bust in
Ferguson to Libya, Benghazi
Human equality never been a level playin' field
Man it been wobbly
So many circles of sin rob me
That's why we go angel to grim Cosby's!
Yellin' this to my superior
Degrading of love is inferior
Upon this earth a lot of people jerked around about 300,000 to Syria
Are you serious?
I could never think of burying my children p-p-period
Nigeria, I'mma yell while I'm walking through this hell cause I'm furious!
Zuse know what's up, he said you got to pack a toy
But why you gotta let the bodies dropping at a coffee shop in Aussie (Aussie)
But around here, loving coco's the bomb
Meanwhile so many people are taken out by the hands of Boko Haram
Aw yeah?!
They gotta suffer the penalty cause of our education
Nobody wanna say nothing but I gotta call it abomination
Pissed off thinkin' what this cost
What these babies blood drippin' for?
So I say in Latin, listen Lord!
Audire DOMINE! (Audire DOMINE)
Only way people are gonna be able to kill off a demon is
Pick up a gun and be ready to put it between him
My nigga be screamin'
Audire DOMINE! (Audire domine)
No fear the only way
Every day flatten the beast
At least Anonymous is hacking for peace
And yet we gotta bust cause we packing a piece
Choke not another one of us for the snappin' police
Who the hell a brother gonna trust when it's always dishonor
Hate me like Obama
And I ain't even gotta run and askin' you the question: God what about my
Mama!
This the way it's supposed to be huh? Alright
Sippin'
On a glass of red wine
Right before bedtime thinkin'
Everybody down here trippin'
If you up there
Upstairs
This is Nina tellin' you to listen
The vision I'm givin' everyday
Life is dumpin' on us like a pigeon
I get many enemies with this Forbes list
But I get rid of energy from piss poor pricks
Can I get to heaven all I get is threatened
Every time I get more chips
Gotta grip four fifths
For the sick forces I gotta fight
All of the night with cops, Crips
Bloods with sore fists
And them Nazi's wanna hem Hadji
Up it ain't too many men godly
Hideous so many cities bust in
Ferguson to Libya, Benghazi
Human equality never been a level playin' field
Man it been wobbly
So many circles of sin rob me
That's why we go angel to grim Cosby's!
Yellin' this to my superior
Degrading of love is inferior
Upon this earth a lot of people jerked around about 300,000 to Syria
Are you serious?
I could never think of burying my children p-p-period
Nigeria, I'mma yell while I'm walking through this hell cause I'm furious!
Zuse know what's up, he said you got to pack a toy
But why you gotta let the bodies dropping at a coffee shop in Aussie (Aussie)
But around here, loving coco's the bomb
Meanwhile so many people are taken out by the hands of Boko Haram
Aw yeah?!
They gotta suffer the penalty cause of our education
Nobody wanna say nothing but I gotta call it abomination
Pissed off thinkin' what this cost
What these babies blood drippin' for?
So I say in Latin, listen Lord!
Audire DOMINE! (Audire DOMINE)
Only way people are gonna be able to kill off a demon is
Pick up a gun and be ready to put it between him
My nigga be screamin'
Audire DOMINE! (Audire domine)
No fear the only way
Every day flatten the beast
At least Anonymous is hacking for peace
And yet we gotta bust cause we packing a piece
Choke not another one of us for the snappin' police
Who the hell a brother gonna trust when it's always dishonor
Hate me like Obama
And I ain't even gotta run and askin' you the question: God what about my
Mama!
Writer: CATES ISAAC SOLOMON, SUMMERS MICHAEL, YATES AARON DONTEZ
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
A Certain Comfort
[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 [?] and I spite this mind
No longer shall I try to find a name with [?] 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 [?]
My spirit needs jumper cables, never know love but I want ya label
I'm comfort-able
Nothing lately makes me feel like they worthy of trustin'
So I load my gun with the intentions of bustin'
[Hook]
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]
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 [?] and I spite this mind
No longer shall I try to find a name with [?] 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 [?]
My spirit needs jumper cables, never know love but I want ya label
I'm comfort-able
Nothing lately makes me feel like they worthy of trustin'
So I load my gun with the intentions of bustin'
[Hook]
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]
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
Writer: Aaron Dontez Yates, Kate Rose
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Lacrimosa
[Hook:]
Lacrimosa
Tis is all so serious
Come, Holy Spirit
Stay with me always
Somehow my true love
The tears on my face
[Verse 1 - Tech N9ne:]
Now-now-now-now people cussing and bussing
They get nothing but in the ground when they blown out
Oh wow, tell me how he got the stubborn, he tough and
He was young with a grown mouth
Zoned out cause my mother is gone, how
Simply would he send me with the alone route
Going out, to the studio hitting the Don Julio
My duty go if I'm moody yo, get up and get the song out
My angel fades, then came more rage
And even though Strange still pays, something inside of me saying it ain't yo days
My religion, walking away
My prediction, lost in the gray
I'm thinkin' the holy spirit don't really wanna hear it
So people who givin' me evil, they all finna pay
Anybody really want it, I'm a get dirty when a demon is my opponent
Feeling froggy any moment, know you will never be the owner because I'm on it
Losing mama, really did it, demons really gonna get it
I'm looking for the light, I'm asking you open and losing all of my inner good and the hope with it
[Hook:]
Lacrimosa (Inside I'm weeping)
Tis is all so serious (Constantly seeking)
Come Holy Spirit
Stay with me always
Somehow my true love
The tears on my face
[Verse 2 - Tech N9ne:]
I don't wanna hear no punk say 'Weirdo'
If you ain't in my circle, then you're not even near, bro
Here go the fear though, getting Makzilla and my killas in the villa to make a racket in your ear go
(Blam-blam-blam-blam)
That is severe mode, bodies I'm not even with the jolly
My tears go down-my-face, yeah
But I'm switching the gears, yo
Got on the plane to Colorado, I go to hit the Summer Jam, then momma tomorrow
Thinking the Lord will give me time while I'm in 'Vado
To say I love her before the Bible go hollow
(Gone-gone-gone-gone)
My show was sorrow, needed a little bit of mo' time to borrow
(My-time's- up)
Man, steady talking to God, so I don't - get it
Thought I was special enough for God to be with it
By giving me another day with my mother, but I missed it
But rocking with Denver said in her name, I'm a rip this
(Done-done-done-done)
This ain't no way to be, hella jaded, see, but I'm created
My mother left me, but her death ain't okay with me
Still I'm praying for her spirit to stay with me
[Hook x2:]
Lacrimosa (Outside I'm weeping)
Tis is all so serious (Still I am seeking)
Come, Holy Spirit
Stay with me always
[Outro - Tech N9ne:]
When you interview me, I don't wanna talk about this
I don't denounce God in any way
I just feel my mother's suffering was too great for how much she worshipped
Lacrimosa
Tis is all so serious
Come, Holy Spirit
Stay with me always
Somehow my true love
The tears on my face
[Verse 1 - Tech N9ne:]
Now-now-now-now people cussing and bussing
They get nothing but in the ground when they blown out
Oh wow, tell me how he got the stubborn, he tough and
He was young with a grown mouth
Zoned out cause my mother is gone, how
Simply would he send me with the alone route
Going out, to the studio hitting the Don Julio
My duty go if I'm moody yo, get up and get the song out
My angel fades, then came more rage
And even though Strange still pays, something inside of me saying it ain't yo days
My religion, walking away
My prediction, lost in the gray
I'm thinkin' the holy spirit don't really wanna hear it
So people who givin' me evil, they all finna pay
Anybody really want it, I'm a get dirty when a demon is my opponent
Feeling froggy any moment, know you will never be the owner because I'm on it
Losing mama, really did it, demons really gonna get it
I'm looking for the light, I'm asking you open and losing all of my inner good and the hope with it
[Hook:]
Lacrimosa (Inside I'm weeping)
Tis is all so serious (Constantly seeking)
Come Holy Spirit
Stay with me always
Somehow my true love
The tears on my face
[Verse 2 - Tech N9ne:]
I don't wanna hear no punk say 'Weirdo'
If you ain't in my circle, then you're not even near, bro
Here go the fear though, getting Makzilla and my killas in the villa to make a racket in your ear go
(Blam-blam-blam-blam)
That is severe mode, bodies I'm not even with the jolly
My tears go down-my-face, yeah
But I'm switching the gears, yo
Got on the plane to Colorado, I go to hit the Summer Jam, then momma tomorrow
Thinking the Lord will give me time while I'm in 'Vado
To say I love her before the Bible go hollow
(Gone-gone-gone-gone)
My show was sorrow, needed a little bit of mo' time to borrow
(My-time's- up)
Man, steady talking to God, so I don't - get it
Thought I was special enough for God to be with it
By giving me another day with my mother, but I missed it
But rocking with Denver said in her name, I'm a rip this
(Done-done-done-done)
This ain't no way to be, hella jaded, see, but I'm created
My mother left me, but her death ain't okay with me
Still I'm praying for her spirit to stay with me
[Hook x2:]
Lacrimosa (Outside I'm weeping)
Tis is all so serious (Still I am seeking)
Come, Holy Spirit
Stay with me always
[Outro - Tech N9ne:]
When you interview me, I don't wanna talk about this
I don't denounce God in any way
I just feel my mother's suffering was too great for how much she worshipped
Writer: CATES ISAAC SOLOMON, SUMMERS MICHAEL, WATSON SAMUEL WILLIAM CHRISTOP, YATES AARON DONTEZ
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Condolences (Skit)
N9na, this Water. What's up, fam?
Damn, uh, sorry to hear about your moms, man
Techalicious, this is Wendy Dae
I just heard about your mom
I'm so, so, so, so, so sorry
Hey this your brother Chris, man
Sorry to hear about you moms, man
Hey this is Cook right here
I heard about what happened
Lemme know if you need me to do anything
And gimme a call, lemme know something, okay?
I'll be waiting to hear from you
Damn, uh, sorry to hear about your moms, man
Techalicious, this is Wendy Dae
I just heard about your mom
I'm so, so, so, so, so sorry
Hey this your brother Chris, man
Sorry to hear about you moms, man
Hey this is Cook right here
I heard about what happened
Lemme know if you need me to do anything
And gimme a call, lemme know something, okay?
I'll be waiting to hear from you
Writer: Aaron Dontez Yates
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Burn It Down
(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, f*ck 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 f*ck
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, f*ck 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 f*ck
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
Writer: Aaron Dontez Yates, Ryam Bradley
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Life Sentences
[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 [?] 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, f*ck you if it's f*ck 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 [?] 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, f*ck you if it's f*ck 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]
Writer: Aaron Dontez Yates, Samuel William Christopher Watson
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
On The Bible
[Tech N9ne:]
Niggas in Missou ain't changed
Make ya have to let loose thangs
[Bridge - Zuse:]
Have you ever seen a MAC-11?
New TEC-9 with the extension
HK, AK-47
Mayday, man down, call the reverend
[Hook - Zuse:]
I put that on the bible boy, count your blessings
Put that on the bible boy, count your blessings
Put that on the bible boy, count your blessings
Put that on the bible boy, count your blessings
[Tech N9ne:]
I felt like they tone said "I'm comin' to get ya"
Well, that's when all of the heavy artillery come in the picture
And luckily cause of your past, you can have someone assist ya
I was raised a cool brother but these motherf*ckers went and summoned a nigga!
I swore to never let a man's hand take me to my grave nigga
With my fortune, I'mma get to torchin', like Orkin I spray nigga
I know they dyin' to get it with the N9ne
That's fine, they wanna make a nigga do the woop
So I'mma take the carbine and put it to ya mind
It's goin' through you, not around ya like a hula hoop
Put that on the bible, if ya f*ckin' with Tech, get the rifles
Totally trippin', tryna take my title, lift you right up in the sky with the Eiffel
If you psycho, you can do this, if he chooses to be foolish
The gun never loses, never give you the deuces
Nigga, this is Su'Wu biz, ahh!
Let me calm my nerves, I'mma simply put this on the word
If ya hella aggravated cause of a song ya heard from the Nina I smoke a nigga like my ganja herb
I'm on the verge, no life beyond the surge
When I bomb, ya served, what does one deserve?
But a head stomppin', now put ya teeth on the curb, nigga!?
[Bridge]
[Hook]
[T.I.:]
Aye, f*ck all that goin' back and forth with a nigga
Got a problem, what he really wanna do?
If you know like I know, then you know, true
And niggas make songs but they really don't do
What they say, got guns but they really won't shoot
He afraid, I'll lay a nigga down right now
Face to the concrete, nose to the ground
Do him in the streets 'fore his prayers hit the cloud
And the flash and a bang, it is rarely allowed
But a whole body down and a hole in the ground
Dig one for the niggas who be holdin' ya down
Better know I got rounds and they will go around, it's enough
Eat a bullet from the four-pound if ya tough
And then let the choppa spray ya down and get up
Ya pull that off, I'll believe you ain't soft
Otherwise, nigga you just soft as all them other guys
I'll kill ya dead and I put that on my mother eyes
Don't listen to these niggas, they just kick a bunch of lies
How they got a bunch of guns? Shot 'em all a bunch of times
I really do believe Tech got a bunch of nines
Before they gave my nigga Meech a bunch of time
I really know my nigga Young had a bunch of pies
For the low, all my niggas had it for the high
So you believe them niggas out there talking bout they BMF?
They should be them niggas, none of mine
I know Young got it bout what he rap bout
I really pulled Meek Millz out the trap house
Just like I seen Doe B with a OZ
Turn around, two weeks, had a whole ki
Just cause I said as a joke that the dope game dead
Like this, God, a nigga went and showed me
Guess what I'm tryna say is, nigga, I don't know you
And futhermore, pussy nigga, I don't want to
[Bridge]
[Hook x2]
[T.I.:]
Haahahahahaha!
Man, we just killed a small village man
You know what I'm sayin'?
This hip-hop, aha! Love this shit
Niggas in Missou ain't changed
Make ya have to let loose thangs
[Bridge - Zuse:]
Have you ever seen a MAC-11?
New TEC-9 with the extension
HK, AK-47
Mayday, man down, call the reverend
[Hook - Zuse:]
I put that on the bible boy, count your blessings
Put that on the bible boy, count your blessings
Put that on the bible boy, count your blessings
Put that on the bible boy, count your blessings
[Tech N9ne:]
I felt like they tone said "I'm comin' to get ya"
Well, that's when all of the heavy artillery come in the picture
And luckily cause of your past, you can have someone assist ya
I was raised a cool brother but these motherf*ckers went and summoned a nigga!
I swore to never let a man's hand take me to my grave nigga
With my fortune, I'mma get to torchin', like Orkin I spray nigga
I know they dyin' to get it with the N9ne
That's fine, they wanna make a nigga do the woop
So I'mma take the carbine and put it to ya mind
It's goin' through you, not around ya like a hula hoop
Put that on the bible, if ya f*ckin' with Tech, get the rifles
Totally trippin', tryna take my title, lift you right up in the sky with the Eiffel
If you psycho, you can do this, if he chooses to be foolish
The gun never loses, never give you the deuces
Nigga, this is Su'Wu biz, ahh!
Let me calm my nerves, I'mma simply put this on the word
If ya hella aggravated cause of a song ya heard from the Nina I smoke a nigga like my ganja herb
I'm on the verge, no life beyond the surge
When I bomb, ya served, what does one deserve?
But a head stomppin', now put ya teeth on the curb, nigga!?
[Bridge]
[Hook]
[T.I.:]
Aye, f*ck all that goin' back and forth with a nigga
Got a problem, what he really wanna do?
If you know like I know, then you know, true
And niggas make songs but they really don't do
What they say, got guns but they really won't shoot
He afraid, I'll lay a nigga down right now
Face to the concrete, nose to the ground
Do him in the streets 'fore his prayers hit the cloud
And the flash and a bang, it is rarely allowed
But a whole body down and a hole in the ground
Dig one for the niggas who be holdin' ya down
Better know I got rounds and they will go around, it's enough
Eat a bullet from the four-pound if ya tough
And then let the choppa spray ya down and get up
Ya pull that off, I'll believe you ain't soft
Otherwise, nigga you just soft as all them other guys
I'll kill ya dead and I put that on my mother eyes
Don't listen to these niggas, they just kick a bunch of lies
How they got a bunch of guns? Shot 'em all a bunch of times
I really do believe Tech got a bunch of nines
Before they gave my nigga Meech a bunch of time
I really know my nigga Young had a bunch of pies
For the low, all my niggas had it for the high
So you believe them niggas out there talking bout they BMF?
They should be them niggas, none of mine
I know Young got it bout what he rap bout
I really pulled Meek Millz out the trap house
Just like I seen Doe B with a OZ
Turn around, two weeks, had a whole ki
Just cause I said as a joke that the dope game dead
Like this, God, a nigga went and showed me
Guess what I'm tryna say is, nigga, I don't know you
And futhermore, pussy nigga, I don't want to
[Bridge]
[Hook x2]
[T.I.:]
Haahahahahaha!
Man, we just killed a small village man
You know what I'm sayin'?
This hip-hop, aha! Love this shit
Writer: GORDON CHEIKH, HARRIS CLIFFORD JOSEPH, SUMMERS MICHAEL
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Dyin Flyin
[Intro:]
Is it true, I can only fly so high?
Without wings, I truly die
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
If you trace it back to the beginnin'
I never sold a single piece of music before Mitch Bade
This layed, the foundation for me to get paid
This day, you can still hear that gangster on a sick page
Now I'm flyin' high but dyin', my
Fans that were buyin' I
They're cryin', "Why
Does he have to get bigger and flow with artists from mainstream?"
Good music reaches all and he's creating a strange scene
[Hook: Krizz Kaliko]
How, far up can I go
Before you say you love me?
You love me not?
You love me?
You love me not?
I'm flying but I'm dying faster
Hoping you won't go away
[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
How the hell are you sayin' that all the records I'm playin'
Since 2010 are not obeyin' the Strange Law
Remain raw, give your happy and pain all
Spit with a flame jaw with the teeth of a chainsaw
This what I do when I'm flyin' right off the shelf
And when something musical helps
You can't keep it all to yourself
It grows and grows, always hard never tryin' soft
So how in the world you fix your face to say that you dyin' off
[Hook]
[Bridge: Tech N9ne]
Frustrated, cause I'm thinkin' that if enough hated
It'll make remaining fans start feelin' their trust faded
[Verse 3: Tech N9ne]
I don't wanna die, I just wanna keep my lifeline
And that's the family who recite N9ne's passages
And back it just cause ain't no other like mine (tight rhymes)
And even the people applaud
They still wanna bury hard, cause they don't wanna be a god
I'm higher than the stars now
The bottom is too far down
Whoever throws sand at the Nina
Yeah it kinda cuts but it ain't enough to take me down
I've been so true, so things I do will go my way
With the power of the pen, the paper, the people do as I say
[Hook]
[Outro:]
My fans are my lifeline, so it kills me to think how they can just cut off
There can only be one
Thou shall only be me
And the whole world's changing
All shall remain [x4]
I'm flying higher more and more everyday
But lately, I've been feelin' like I should just fly away...
Is it true, I can only fly so high?
Without wings, I truly die
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
If you trace it back to the beginnin'
I never sold a single piece of music before Mitch Bade
This layed, the foundation for me to get paid
This day, you can still hear that gangster on a sick page
Now I'm flyin' high but dyin', my
Fans that were buyin' I
They're cryin', "Why
Does he have to get bigger and flow with artists from mainstream?"
Good music reaches all and he's creating a strange scene
[Hook: Krizz Kaliko]
How, far up can I go
Before you say you love me?
You love me not?
You love me?
You love me not?
I'm flying but I'm dying faster
Hoping you won't go away
[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
How the hell are you sayin' that all the records I'm playin'
Since 2010 are not obeyin' the Strange Law
Remain raw, give your happy and pain all
Spit with a flame jaw with the teeth of a chainsaw
This what I do when I'm flyin' right off the shelf
And when something musical helps
You can't keep it all to yourself
It grows and grows, always hard never tryin' soft
So how in the world you fix your face to say that you dyin' off
[Hook]
[Bridge: Tech N9ne]
Frustrated, cause I'm thinkin' that if enough hated
It'll make remaining fans start feelin' their trust faded
[Verse 3: Tech N9ne]
I don't wanna die, I just wanna keep my lifeline
And that's the family who recite N9ne's passages
And back it just cause ain't no other like mine (tight rhymes)
And even the people applaud
They still wanna bury hard, cause they don't wanna be a god
I'm higher than the stars now
The bottom is too far down
Whoever throws sand at the Nina
Yeah it kinda cuts but it ain't enough to take me down
I've been so true, so things I do will go my way
With the power of the pen, the paper, the people do as I say
[Hook]
[Outro:]
My fans are my lifeline, so it kills me to think how they can just cut off
There can only be one
Thou shall only be me
And the whole world's changing
All shall remain [x4]
I'm flying higher more and more everyday
But lately, I've been feelin' like I should just fly away...
Writer: Aaron Dontez Yates, Samuel William Christopher Watson
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Shroud
[Intro - Tech N9ne talking backwards:]
(Siht si ton eht tnar fo na live nam, siht si eht tnar fo na ylemetrxe nekorb nam! os od ton ekatsim siht rof eht lived, esuac' ti si ton! mi tsuj gnivah emos fo ym tsekrad stnemom ereh yletal os, yojne! ahah)
[Chorus - Krizz Kaliko:]
I can't breathe anymore
I've gone the distance
Can't see me anymore
The darkness has overcome
I don't wanna be part of this
But I let it take me
So I let it take me
Now it's dripping all over me
[Bridge 1 - Tech N9ne:]
We on this Earth as we hell raisers
We crave good life but born into this dead-zone
I've searched for answers from my female maker
In the cemetery but they never produced her headstone
[Verse 1 - Tech N9ne:]
Black as ever like shabba
Thick and oozing like lava
See this room with my Prada, dadda
Must've came from my father
'Cause my momma, was an angel
But this thang grow, insane bro
(Insane woah)
This is darkness accumulated
Over the years the heartless but fools I made it
Over to here on the TV
Cops kill a man 'cause he's trying to buy a BB Gun
(BB Gun)
What's gonna happen when they see me come
Really run
(Really run)
I'm 'bout to just boom
Take the madness
Let it explode and shake the masses
Shroud that I carry here to break the rabbits
And awake the maggots
I hate your habits
(I hate your habits)
Your evil's consuming me
Now my heart and brain together in unity
Darkness...
'Cause ain't no opportunity
[Chorus]
[Bridge 2 - Tech N9ne:]
They say my metamorphosis made a monster
In so many ways this statement might be true
Your plan right from the start was divide and conquer
So what do you think I see when I see you?
[Verse 2 - Tech N9ne:]
Give me your wishes
Give me your hit-list
Bring all the wicked
I'm 'bout to show you I'm vicious
Ligaments and Sriracha's delicious
No stopping for tickets
Don't make me give the crooked coppers the business
(Coppers the business)
I was suspicious
Wearing your anger
During your danger
Swearing whore wrangler
Don't let me close to y'all
If you touch it it's like an overdose of Propofol
I be the ghost of all
That wanna vote for hogs
I gotta go tomorrow
(Go tomorrow)
Licking my lips, Ow!
Burn my tongue
I need a germ to come through me [?]
I lay stagnant
I'm an avid madman
See the evil I grab
It stick to me like a magnet
You can have it
(You can have it)
Rack, I'm a clack on they asses
Brack!
Brack!
Brack!
Give the evil no passes
[Chorus]
(Siht si ton eht tnar fo na live nam, siht si eht tnar fo na ylemetrxe nekorb nam! os od ton ekatsim siht rof eht lived, esuac' ti si ton! mi tsuj gnivah emos fo ym tsekrad stnemom ereh yletal os, yojne! ahah)
[Chorus - Krizz Kaliko:]
I can't breathe anymore
I've gone the distance
Can't see me anymore
The darkness has overcome
I don't wanna be part of this
But I let it take me
So I let it take me
Now it's dripping all over me
[Bridge 1 - Tech N9ne:]
We on this Earth as we hell raisers
We crave good life but born into this dead-zone
I've searched for answers from my female maker
In the cemetery but they never produced her headstone
[Verse 1 - Tech N9ne:]
Black as ever like shabba
Thick and oozing like lava
See this room with my Prada, dadda
Must've came from my father
'Cause my momma, was an angel
But this thang grow, insane bro
(Insane woah)
This is darkness accumulated
Over the years the heartless but fools I made it
Over to here on the TV
Cops kill a man 'cause he's trying to buy a BB Gun
(BB Gun)
What's gonna happen when they see me come
Really run
(Really run)
I'm 'bout to just boom
Take the madness
Let it explode and shake the masses
Shroud that I carry here to break the rabbits
And awake the maggots
I hate your habits
(I hate your habits)
Your evil's consuming me
Now my heart and brain together in unity
Darkness...
'Cause ain't no opportunity
[Chorus]
[Bridge 2 - Tech N9ne:]
They say my metamorphosis made a monster
In so many ways this statement might be true
Your plan right from the start was divide and conquer
So what do you think I see when I see you?
[Verse 2 - Tech N9ne:]
Give me your wishes
Give me your hit-list
Bring all the wicked
I'm 'bout to show you I'm vicious
Ligaments and Sriracha's delicious
No stopping for tickets
Don't make me give the crooked coppers the business
(Coppers the business)
I was suspicious
Wearing your anger
During your danger
Swearing whore wrangler
Don't let me close to y'all
If you touch it it's like an overdose of Propofol
I be the ghost of all
That wanna vote for hogs
I gotta go tomorrow
(Go tomorrow)
Licking my lips, Ow!
Burn my tongue
I need a germ to come through me [?]
I lay stagnant
I'm an avid madman
See the evil I grab
It stick to me like a magnet
You can have it
(You can have it)
Rack, I'm a clack on they asses
Brack!
Brack!
Brack!
Give the evil no passes
[Chorus]
Writer: KEBBE JOSEPH BISHARA, SUMMERS MICHAEL, WATSON SAMUEL WILLIAM CHRISTOP, YATES AARON DONTEZ
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
More Psycho Messages (Skit)
Press 1 to review your messages
What up? Is this Tech N9ne?
Strange Music, homie
Tech Nina, baby
Hahaha, Caribou Lou
Hahaha
You're hilarious
F*ck you
You are a f*cking asshole
Don't ever come past me or I'll make your life f*cking Hell
I don't care who the f*ck you are
You are a piece of f*cking 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 f*ck shit
The first time
What up? Is this Tech N9ne?
Strange Music, homie
Tech Nina, baby
Hahaha, Caribou Lou
Hahaha
You're hilarious
F*ck you
You are a f*cking asshole
Don't ever come past me or I'll make your life f*cking Hell
I don't care who the f*ck you are
You are a piece of f*cking 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 f*ck shit
The first time
Writer: Aaron Dontez Yates
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Worldly Angel
[Verse 1:]
Mama told me I was her angel sent down from heaven
When I was a little one enthusiasm caught my dome and lessons
Teachin' me 'bout the Seven and how I should be a reverend
She really gave me a "this world is not my home" impression
Sent down to help lost souls and fight their foes
Angels chose to touch souls when the night air's cold
But it got to me when she looked up and said (I'll soon be gone)
Then I was right there, froze
Cause that meant, I'd be alone
The second, that she was gone
I was beckoned by my brethren
Then my head spinned like (buzz)
Tech went to be a grown
A complex gent, that see the wrong
And blessed it with the best scripts
I invested my whole life, chose light
But the people down here don't know what to do with it
When I fly away with it cause I really don't know too many that's true with it, ya know?
[Bridge:]
(I know)
Ya know?
(I know)
Ya know?
(I know)
Man...
[Hook:]
This world is not my home
This life will soon be gone
And one day, I'll spread my wings
Gonna fly away, I'm gonna fly away
[Verse 2:]
They don't understand me, when I say everybody's family
With the evil deeds they proved me wrong, I failed
To the heavens you can hand me
Cause my guy will never just land me
Down deep with Satan, that is not my home in hell
But where I'm living now, people are living foul
They keep they heaters on the key the stone they mentally stiff in while [?]
A lot of love is missing now, so (I'll soon be gone)
Cause they don't wanna listen to what I'm giving thou
Love, but who gets it usually disperse
But by way it gets worse, I found out it never helped it hurts
I thought my job was to give it all the works
To many it's worldly, when you can't control your thirst
So if I can't bring happy, I'll go
Flings that this queen catch me really seems tacky, ya know?
[Bridge:]
(I know)
Ya know?
(I know)
Ya know?
(I know)
Man...
[Hook:]
This world is not my home
This life will soon be gone
And one day, I'll spread my wings
Gonna fly away, I'm gonna fly away
[Verse 3:]
Fear not, cause this ain't the point when you hear shots
Me, and my peers got, by God's will dropped in the weird pot
I wanna ascend cause I'm feelin' like I'm near shock
Mama gone I'm feelin' like I want the rest of my years blocked
You got your ears locked?
I wanna fly away cause inside I have eternal tear drops
[Hook:]
This world is not my home
This life will soon be gone
And one day, I'll spread my wings
Gonna fly away, I'm gonna fly away
I'm gonna fly away [x3]
Strange music
Mama told me I was her angel sent down from heaven
When I was a little one enthusiasm caught my dome and lessons
Teachin' me 'bout the Seven and how I should be a reverend
She really gave me a "this world is not my home" impression
Sent down to help lost souls and fight their foes
Angels chose to touch souls when the night air's cold
But it got to me when she looked up and said (I'll soon be gone)
Then I was right there, froze
Cause that meant, I'd be alone
The second, that she was gone
I was beckoned by my brethren
Then my head spinned like (buzz)
Tech went to be a grown
A complex gent, that see the wrong
And blessed it with the best scripts
I invested my whole life, chose light
But the people down here don't know what to do with it
When I fly away with it cause I really don't know too many that's true with it, ya know?
[Bridge:]
(I know)
Ya know?
(I know)
Ya know?
(I know)
Man...
[Hook:]
This world is not my home
This life will soon be gone
And one day, I'll spread my wings
Gonna fly away, I'm gonna fly away
[Verse 2:]
They don't understand me, when I say everybody's family
With the evil deeds they proved me wrong, I failed
To the heavens you can hand me
Cause my guy will never just land me
Down deep with Satan, that is not my home in hell
But where I'm living now, people are living foul
They keep they heaters on the key the stone they mentally stiff in while [?]
A lot of love is missing now, so (I'll soon be gone)
Cause they don't wanna listen to what I'm giving thou
Love, but who gets it usually disperse
But by way it gets worse, I found out it never helped it hurts
I thought my job was to give it all the works
To many it's worldly, when you can't control your thirst
So if I can't bring happy, I'll go
Flings that this queen catch me really seems tacky, ya know?
[Bridge:]
(I know)
Ya know?
(I know)
Ya know?
(I know)
Man...
[Hook:]
This world is not my home
This life will soon be gone
And one day, I'll spread my wings
Gonna fly away, I'm gonna fly away
[Verse 3:]
Fear not, cause this ain't the point when you hear shots
Me, and my peers got, by God's will dropped in the weird pot
I wanna ascend cause I'm feelin' like I'm near shock
Mama gone I'm feelin' like I want the rest of my years blocked
You got your ears locked?
I wanna fly away cause inside I have eternal tear drops
[Hook:]
This world is not my home
This life will soon be gone
And one day, I'll spread my wings
Gonna fly away, I'm gonna fly away
I'm gonna fly away [x3]
Strange music
Writer: Aaron Dontez Yates
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Psycho Bitch III
[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 f*ck 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 f*ckin' 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 f*ckin' 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 f*ckin' 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 f*ckin' 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 f*ck 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 f*cked 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 f*ck you up
[Pre-Hook:]
Sup nigga, talk that funny shit now nigga
Aw, this ho-ass nigga right here
Sup nigga
Wassup nigga
F*ck you, nigga!
Nigga, f*ck you, nigga
F*ck 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 f*ck 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 f*ckin' 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 f*ckin' 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 f*ckin' 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 f*ckin' 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 f*ck 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 f*cked 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 f*ck you up
[Pre-Hook:]
Sup nigga, talk that funny shit now nigga
Aw, this ho-ass nigga right here
Sup nigga
Wassup nigga
F*ck you, nigga!
Nigga, f*ck you, nigga
F*ck 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?
Writer: HOPSIN MARCUS, SUMMER MICHAEL, WATSON SAMUEL WILLIAM CHRISTOP, YATES AARON DONTEZ
Copyright: Lyrics © THE ADMINISTRATION MP INC
Copyright: Lyrics © THE ADMINISTRATION MP INC
Roadkill
[Excision/Tech N9ne:]
I need Energy!
Energy! Energy!
Choose your weapon
Send whatever you do in life to hell or heaven
No question
Kill it
Like a mac 11
Or smith and wesson
Tech and x and krizz will make em call the reverend
I kill off everything wit this
So good you better be bringin it!
Killin em cleverly kingin shit that is so real I will never be dreamin this!
Killin em softly no it ain't my lane
Hard is the way I display my pain
I put it on murder the moment they say my name!
[Bridge:]
Ew yeah
I do share
War instilled
I won't spare
I will spill
Those who are not real!
[Chorus:]
ROAD KILL!
Push, pull, kick, aim, squeeze, drill
All everyone of ya
Push, pull, kick, aim, squeeze, drill
ROAD KILL!
You better be careful with summoning my circle with evil intentions I dominate
Any competitor etcetera etcetera
[?]
[Bridge]
[Chorus]
[Krizz Kaliko:]
If we fear anything
That'll mean
You're the [?]
Lets see what you're made of
Kill everything you're afraid of
ROAD KILL!
Thank you for listening to Special Effects
I need Energy!
Energy! Energy!
Choose your weapon
Send whatever you do in life to hell or heaven
No question
Kill it
Like a mac 11
Or smith and wesson
Tech and x and krizz will make em call the reverend
I kill off everything wit this
So good you better be bringin it!
Killin em cleverly kingin shit that is so real I will never be dreamin this!
Killin em softly no it ain't my lane
Hard is the way I display my pain
I put it on murder the moment they say my name!
[Bridge:]
Ew yeah
I do share
War instilled
I won't spare
I will spill
Those who are not real!
[Chorus:]
ROAD KILL!
Push, pull, kick, aim, squeeze, drill
All everyone of ya
Push, pull, kick, aim, squeeze, drill
ROAD KILL!
You better be careful with summoning my circle with evil intentions I dominate
Any competitor etcetera etcetera
[?]
[Bridge]
[Chorus]
[Krizz Kaliko:]
If we fear anything
That'll mean
You're the [?]
Lets see what you're made of
Kill everything you're afraid of
ROAD KILL!
Thank you for listening to Special Effects
Writer: Aaron Dontez Yates, Jeffrey Travis Abel
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Anti
The same situations that occur throughout your life, that gives you an attitude, you know, a really bad attitude, because you've been taught by good people how to treat people with respect and you learned right wrong, so, when shit is always wrong around you and you a mothaf*cka just taught to do right, you have a certain attitude towards those kind of mothaf*ckers or towards those things that are wrong and not righteous, you start getting a f*ckin' attitude that might piss other people off, but you don't give a f*ck, because the things they do are the unjust shit that they do, makes you anti as f*ck, anti everything, anti everything they are 'bout, cause they ain't good, anti everything they f*ckin' breathe or eat or whatever the f*ck, you're just against everything that ain't right, why I feel like I feel. I feel like f*ck the mothaf*ckers, I'm anti all that bullshit that they on
(Shit shit shit shit, mic check 1, 2)
Download this on the down low bitch
I'mma amputate your fingers and the clown won't miss, nigga
F*ck everything that ain't righteous
Spotify the reason the music became lifeless
70% of our fraction are from hideous[?] [?] game Crysis
Make a nigga wanna blow up they headquarters and blame ISIS
I'm watching the riot from Michael Brown and I see a crazy nigga yell let's burn this bitch down
Why niggas, you f*ck up the O'Reilly's, the BBQ spot and then the beauty supply niggas?
Depreciating, for justice keep waiting, cause you burned up everything except the police station
I'm anti stupid shit for ladies participating come and loot this dick
They been out and murdered Kendrick Johnson
And covered it up, watch my sin[?] get Compton!
You hate me cause tough and freely's the tone
I ain't never shopped on Black Friday, nigga, leave me alone!
[Bridge:]
I'm still smiling
While I'm crying
[Chorus - Band of Psychos:]
Anti as f*ck
Anti as f*ck
Anti as f*ck
Anti as f*ck
I'm anti as f*ck
Anti as f*ck
Anti as fuuuck
Go!
[Krizz Kaliko:]
Ahha! Listen!
COINTELPRO we livin' it out
Used to love turkey, devour Thanksgiving about
Jack your land from the Indians and murk 'em on it
Make it bigger, then get the niggers to come and walk upon it
Give 'em drugs and guns and excuses to never be
Better than a CRIP or rep the letter B
Show you you can YouTube it and make fights
Vatican at it again, bangin' for they gay rights
And I'm supposed to follow YOU to the Promiseland?
I ain't got no insurance, leave it in Obama's hand!
At 19 I slapped the shit out a cop!
Now Ferguson had me murderin', burn down a donut shop!
You dumb niggas! Ooh, you'll be the only bum niggas
Get your ass out the street 'fore I shoot me more than one niggas
Bill Cosby? WHAT THE F*CK?
I was ridin' with you, till the 20th bitch got stuck
I guess the Jell O Pudding Pop [?]
Mellow we couldn't stop
He would give 'em the Spanish Fly
But f*ck it, so would I!
[Bridge]
[Chorus]
(Shit shit shit shit, mic check 1, 2)
Download this on the down low bitch
I'mma amputate your fingers and the clown won't miss, nigga
F*ck everything that ain't righteous
Spotify the reason the music became lifeless
70% of our fraction are from hideous[?] [?] game Crysis
Make a nigga wanna blow up they headquarters and blame ISIS
I'm watching the riot from Michael Brown and I see a crazy nigga yell let's burn this bitch down
Why niggas, you f*ck up the O'Reilly's, the BBQ spot and then the beauty supply niggas?
Depreciating, for justice keep waiting, cause you burned up everything except the police station
I'm anti stupid shit for ladies participating come and loot this dick
They been out and murdered Kendrick Johnson
And covered it up, watch my sin[?] get Compton!
You hate me cause tough and freely's the tone
I ain't never shopped on Black Friday, nigga, leave me alone!
[Bridge:]
I'm still smiling
While I'm crying
[Chorus - Band of Psychos:]
Anti as f*ck
Anti as f*ck
Anti as f*ck
Anti as f*ck
I'm anti as f*ck
Anti as f*ck
Anti as fuuuck
Go!
[Krizz Kaliko:]
Ahha! Listen!
COINTELPRO we livin' it out
Used to love turkey, devour Thanksgiving about
Jack your land from the Indians and murk 'em on it
Make it bigger, then get the niggers to come and walk upon it
Give 'em drugs and guns and excuses to never be
Better than a CRIP or rep the letter B
Show you you can YouTube it and make fights
Vatican at it again, bangin' for they gay rights
And I'm supposed to follow YOU to the Promiseland?
I ain't got no insurance, leave it in Obama's hand!
At 19 I slapped the shit out a cop!
Now Ferguson had me murderin', burn down a donut shop!
You dumb niggas! Ooh, you'll be the only bum niggas
Get your ass out the street 'fore I shoot me more than one niggas
Bill Cosby? WHAT THE F*CK?
I was ridin' with you, till the 20th bitch got stuck
I guess the Jell O Pudding Pop [?]
Mellow we couldn't stop
He would give 'em the Spanish Fly
But f*ck it, so would I!
[Bridge]
[Chorus]
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Wither
[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 f*ck 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 f*ck 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 f*ck 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 f*ck 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? f*cking forsaking everything I am?
Another pissed mother f*cker 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 f*ck 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 f*ck 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 f*ck 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 f*ck 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? f*cking forsaking everything I am?
Another pissed mother f*cker 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
Writer: Aaron Dontez Yates, Corey Taylor
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Young Dumb Full Of Fun
[Tech N9ne:]
K state, K-U
But I'm born and raised in M-I-Z, Z-O-U
My eagle eye sees the day
They legalize weed in K
C I'mma need to buy trees and pay
But we don't need no high fees, OK?
Movin' at a snails pace, arms around this gals waist
36 24 36 I'm guessin' she's not jail bait
So drunk I got pale face, just like when I tailgate
Woke up with 3 chicks on me they lucky I don't yell rape
Ooooh yeah cherry kool-aid
Mix it with some grain alcohol add lemon that's called that foolaid
You made so much that'll prolly last you like a few days
But not when we come thru you know what we do me and my crew rage
Cookies, brownies, THC suckers
Vodkas, cognacs, whiskey, lovers
Rita's, Tini's, downers, uppers
Doin' it cause we young dumb and FUN MOTHER F*CKERS!
We just
[Chorus - (Mackenzie O'Guin) Tech N9ne x2:]
(Young dumb full of fun) I live it
(Young dumb full of fun) I got it
(Young dumb full of fun) I'm with it
(Young dumb full of fun) You not it
[Hook - (Mackenzie O'Guin) Tech N9ne:]
(Young dumb full of fun) And we got shots, ooh
(Young dumb full of fun) And then we hot box, ooh
(Young dumb full of fun) And if the cop stops, ooh
(Young dumb full of fun) Take it to mi casa, this is what I do
[Godemis:]
Like an illiterate idiot
We'd read on a light flare
Dumbin' up in the muck
She didn't give a f*ck
But I might care
Trynna snag me a chicken
Then cinch her up in a tight snare
If y'all coppin' I'm right there
Like an orthodontist's nightmare
Fiendin' like Christine
I can hear em knockin' don't let them in
Dreamin' I'm Steven Dean
When I'm in this home made of Ketamine
Itchin' to wet your whistle
Official while out and get it in
Take a shot with Ephederine
Red is nothing but [?]
Picture me with a pitcher
Or passin' out with an 8-ball
Tell every chick I meet that
Her meat will probably get ate raw
I'll catch y'all on the far side
Promise to pack the pipe tonight
And I am nowhere near OD'ing
Just satisfyin' my appetite
I'm young
[Chorus x2]
[Hook]
[Ubiquitous:]
Do it for all the college kids K city MO
With the vision fo' future politics
Smokin' on marijuana is 'bout as common as sayin' amen is
Throwed off of that cognac
No rocks you could hold that
Patrón shots and a dope sack
Doing big things so you thinkin' that
You can spit game, talk your shit
Grab your dabs, call your clique
Kief on a key, got to keep that low
With the law catch wind on a log-on trip
Wild for the night, higher than a kite
My eyes squintin' like where Waldo is
Team on deck and we all go in
I'mma puff puff puff 'till my jawbone bent
Ah, ah, now we wobble
Dewobble get out the way way
Your knotted squad is Ronald
MacDonald without the face paint
But I maintain, we gon' get her done
Bang bang never with a gun
Take-take in, pullin' love plus wooly bud, bruh
Cause we young dumb full of fun!
[Chorus x2]
[Hook]
K state, K-U
But I'm born and raised in M-I-Z, Z-O-U
My eagle eye sees the day
They legalize weed in K
C I'mma need to buy trees and pay
But we don't need no high fees, OK?
Movin' at a snails pace, arms around this gals waist
36 24 36 I'm guessin' she's not jail bait
So drunk I got pale face, just like when I tailgate
Woke up with 3 chicks on me they lucky I don't yell rape
Ooooh yeah cherry kool-aid
Mix it with some grain alcohol add lemon that's called that foolaid
You made so much that'll prolly last you like a few days
But not when we come thru you know what we do me and my crew rage
Cookies, brownies, THC suckers
Vodkas, cognacs, whiskey, lovers
Rita's, Tini's, downers, uppers
Doin' it cause we young dumb and FUN MOTHER F*CKERS!
We just
[Chorus - (Mackenzie O'Guin) Tech N9ne x2:]
(Young dumb full of fun) I live it
(Young dumb full of fun) I got it
(Young dumb full of fun) I'm with it
(Young dumb full of fun) You not it
[Hook - (Mackenzie O'Guin) Tech N9ne:]
(Young dumb full of fun) And we got shots, ooh
(Young dumb full of fun) And then we hot box, ooh
(Young dumb full of fun) And if the cop stops, ooh
(Young dumb full of fun) Take it to mi casa, this is what I do
[Godemis:]
Like an illiterate idiot
We'd read on a light flare
Dumbin' up in the muck
She didn't give a f*ck
But I might care
Trynna snag me a chicken
Then cinch her up in a tight snare
If y'all coppin' I'm right there
Like an orthodontist's nightmare
Fiendin' like Christine
I can hear em knockin' don't let them in
Dreamin' I'm Steven Dean
When I'm in this home made of Ketamine
Itchin' to wet your whistle
Official while out and get it in
Take a shot with Ephederine
Red is nothing but [?]
Picture me with a pitcher
Or passin' out with an 8-ball
Tell every chick I meet that
Her meat will probably get ate raw
I'll catch y'all on the far side
Promise to pack the pipe tonight
And I am nowhere near OD'ing
Just satisfyin' my appetite
I'm young
[Chorus x2]
[Hook]
[Ubiquitous:]
Do it for all the college kids K city MO
With the vision fo' future politics
Smokin' on marijuana is 'bout as common as sayin' amen is
Throwed off of that cognac
No rocks you could hold that
Patrón shots and a dope sack
Doing big things so you thinkin' that
You can spit game, talk your shit
Grab your dabs, call your clique
Kief on a key, got to keep that low
With the law catch wind on a log-on trip
Wild for the night, higher than a kite
My eyes squintin' like where Waldo is
Team on deck and we all go in
I'mma puff puff puff 'till my jawbone bent
Ah, ah, now we wobble
Dewobble get out the way way
Your knotted squad is Ronald
MacDonald without the face paint
But I maintain, we gon' get her done
Bang bang never with a gun
Take-take in, pullin' love plus wooly bud, bruh
Cause we young dumb full of fun!
[Chorus x2]
[Hook]
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Dead Alive (Skit)
Check this shit
Shit, ain't nothing man, its Godemis, dog
By the time you hear this
I'll prolly be dead and gone
What the f-
I just wanna let you know man, I love you man
Thank you so much for everything
It goes the f*ck up
Peace
This nigga
Hey look man, I just heard about that call the other night man
I just wanted to apologize for that shit, man
It ain't nothin' dog, I was just on my twist
Hahahahahaha
But uh, dog I'm blessed, man
Strange Music, man, It goes the f*ck up
Hahahaha, this nigga's crazy!
Shit, ain't nothing man, its Godemis, dog
By the time you hear this
I'll prolly be dead and gone
What the f-
I just wanna let you know man, I love you man
Thank you so much for everything
It goes the f*ck up
Peace
This nigga
Hey look man, I just heard about that call the other night man
I just wanted to apologize for that shit, man
It ain't nothin' dog, I was just on my twist
Hahahahahaha
But uh, dog I'm blessed, man
Strange Music, man, It goes the f*ck up
Hahahaha, this nigga's crazy!
Writer: Aaron Dontez Yates
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Hood Go Crazy
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 a dollar hurt
All we need is good green and some Bou Lou
Five to one so i'ts 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
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
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 f*ckin' 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
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
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."
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
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 f*ckin' go
But this is how the hood go crazy in the MO
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
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 a dollar hurt
All we need is good green and some Bou Lou
Five to one so i'ts 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
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
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 f*ckin' 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
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
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."
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
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 f*ckin' go
But this is how the hood go crazy in the MO
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
Writer: Aaron Dontez Yates, Bobby Ray Simmons, Tauheed Epps
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Royalty Solutions Corp, PRINCESS LOLA MUSIC LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Royalty Solutions Corp, PRINCESS LOLA MUSIC LLC
Bass Ackwards
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 grand
Little boy, now you f*ckin' with the clong ran
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
F*ck 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
F*ck boy, you a ho nigga
And you remind me of my ho, nigga
None out here than a broke nigga
Got a [?], and an AK, and an FN
Got a white [?], and a white Ghost, and a white Benz
I ain't wantin' with niggas, so you don't get money with niggas
I don't make funny with niggas, I don't get honey with niggas
Just keep it one hunned with niggas
Tripping one thousand with niggas
I rentin' houses with niggas
I put in work with the squad, we even so foul with a nigga
So, f*ck
[Hook x2]
[Big Scoob:]
Bass ackwards, anonymous with rappers
All these niggas claiming they maintaining with the factors
When you push a package, would you ever clap shit
All these niggas talking ain't done nothing but this rap shit
Reason why I take this place and had to find some spaces
I killed one of these f*cking rap niggas and ate his f*cking face
Glaze at this rap game, mistake I ever made
It hit me wind and rewind, deleting everything I layed
More frim a rap nigga, rock nigga, I don't lie for fun
F*ck fame, and f*ck you, and f*ck 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 called 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 arter
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 grand
Little boy, now you f*ckin' with the clong ran
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
F*ck 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
F*ck boy, you a ho nigga
And you remind me of my ho, nigga
None out here than a broke nigga
Got a [?], and an AK, and an FN
Got a white [?], and a white Ghost, and a white Benz
I ain't wantin' with niggas, so you don't get money with niggas
I don't make funny with niggas, I don't get honey with niggas
Just keep it one hunned with niggas
Tripping one thousand with niggas
I rentin' houses with niggas
I put in work with the squad, we even so foul with a nigga
So, f*ck
[Hook x2]
[Big Scoob:]
Bass ackwards, anonymous with rappers
All these niggas claiming they maintaining with the factors
When you push a package, would you ever clap shit
All these niggas talking ain't done nothing but this rap shit
Reason why I take this place and had to find some spaces
I killed one of these f*cking rap niggas and ate his f*cking face
Glaze at this rap game, mistake I ever made
It hit me wind and rewind, deleting everything I layed
More frim a rap nigga, rock nigga, I don't lie for fun
F*ck fame, and f*ck you, and f*ck 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 called 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 arter
Flip you ass backwards
Bitch you are bass ackwards if you think that's awkward
Strange Music
Writer: Aaron Dontez Yates, Dwayne Michael Carter, Mario Mims, Stewart Ashby
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
No K
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 (?Jay Roje?)
They wanna try and get whatever you got
Wanna wear the chain and watch, I'ma say, "No K."
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
(No-oh) Can't get my money
(No-oh) That's not okay
(No-oh) And I'm one hunnit
(No-oh) So I'ma tell you that's no K
No K
No K
She my bitch but I ain't finna give her her none of my pay
No way, no how, no what?
Bitch, I don't give a motherf*ck
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
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
(No-oh) Can't get my money
(No-oh) That's not okay
(No-oh) And I'm one hunnit
(No-oh) So I'ma tell you that's no K
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 (?Jay Roje?)
They wanna try and get whatever you got
Wanna wear the chain and watch, I'ma say, "No K."
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
(No-oh) Can't get my money
(No-oh) That's not okay
(No-oh) And I'm one hunnit
(No-oh) So I'ma tell you that's no K
No K
No K
She my bitch but I ain't finna give her her none of my pay
No way, no how, no what?
Bitch, I don't give a motherf*ck
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
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
(No-oh) Can't get my money
(No-oh) That's not okay
(No-oh) And I'm one hunnit
(No-oh) So I'ma tell you that's no K
No K
Writer: Aaron Dontez Yates, Earl Stevens, Samuel William Christopher Watson
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Writer: Aaron Dontez Yates
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Speedom (Worldwide Choppers 2)
I get to busting like I'm a thirty ought six
When I'm ripping the beat up, but then I heard he got pissed
When I got at the top and they made him pretty hot
'Cause he knowin that Tecca Ninna's a dirty chopper
He's handle, holmes, here's a handful
How in the hell he hovering having hella go H.A.M. Though?
I said to Seven, "Richard 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!
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 gift for me to heat 'em, I beat 'em, I burn 'em
Then I let 'em melt
They never heard of us, but look at me, I'm turning up
I slap the shirt off a stupid simpleton makin 'em be impotent
If and when I be flipping niggas be feminine
I said the purpose to pimp a pen
And reverse the conditions I'm living 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 you figure
(Ice cold) I make 'em shiver bigger than the winter
If you half ass delivering I'mma 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 'til they be gone feed 'em
Speedom!
(If you wanna go with us)
Speedom!
(I'mma leave 'em in the dust)
Speedom!
(I must be the one to bust)
Speedom!
(And I'm gonna hit the clutch)
Speedom!
(If you wanna go with us)
Speedom!
(I'mma leave 'em in the dust)
Speedom!
(I must be the one to bust)
Speedom!
(And I'm gonna hit the clutch)
Sometimes, I feel
Like I'll never slow down
(Worldwide Choppers)
Sometimes, I feel
Like I'll never slow down
(Worldwide Choppers)
Wait! Before I wreck this beat, let me just check to see
If Stephanie Mills left any extra refills of ecstasy pills next to me
In the seats spilled or she eat 'em all with a breakfast drink
(You inspect the sink?)
In the habit of grabbing a mic and babbling, I dabble in the Vic's
But I might just swallow my f*cking Ritalin tablet after the night
I'm grabbing 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 up inside
I went up inside a Bennigans 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 being
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
F*ckin' 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 will never consider this a bitter 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 of a rebel, 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 motherf*ckers 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 f*ckin' runaway locomotive
Or get thrown up under it just tryna f*ck with the.
Speedom!
(If you wanna go with us)
Speedom!
(I'mma leave 'em in the dust)
Speedom!
(I must be the one to bust)
Speedom!
(And I'm gonna hit the clutch)
Speedom!
(If you wanna go with us)
Speedom!
(I'mma leave 'em in the dust)
Speedom!
(I must be the one to bust)
Speedom!
(And I'm gonna hit the clutch)
Sometimes, I feel
Like I'll never slow down
(Worldwide Choppers)
Sometimes, I feel
Like I'll never slow down
(Worldwide Choppers)
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
Speedom!
(If you wanna go with us)
Speedom!
(I'mma leave 'em in the dust)
Speedom!
(I must be the one to bust)
Speedom!
(And I'm gonna hit the clutch)
Speedom!
(If you wanna go with us)
Speedom!
(I'mma leave 'em in the dust)
Speedom!
(I must be the one to bust)
Speedom!
(And I'm gonna hit the clutch)
Sometimes, I feel
Like I'll never slow down
(Worldwide Choppers)
Sometimes, I feel
Like I'll never slow down
(Worldwide Choppers)
When I'm ripping the beat up, but then I heard he got pissed
When I got at the top and they made him pretty hot
'Cause he knowin that Tecca Ninna's a dirty chopper
He's handle, holmes, here's a handful
How in the hell he hovering having hella go H.A.M. Though?
I said to Seven, "Richard 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!
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 gift for me to heat 'em, I beat 'em, I burn 'em
Then I let 'em melt
They never heard of us, but look at me, I'm turning up
I slap the shirt off a stupid simpleton makin 'em be impotent
If and when I be flipping niggas be feminine
I said the purpose to pimp a pen
And reverse the conditions I'm living 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 you figure
(Ice cold) I make 'em shiver bigger than the winter
If you half ass delivering I'mma 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 'til they be gone feed 'em
Speedom!
(If you wanna go with us)
Speedom!
(I'mma leave 'em in the dust)
Speedom!
(I must be the one to bust)
Speedom!
(And I'm gonna hit the clutch)
Speedom!
(If you wanna go with us)
Speedom!
(I'mma leave 'em in the dust)
Speedom!
(I must be the one to bust)
Speedom!
(And I'm gonna hit the clutch)
Sometimes, I feel
Like I'll never slow down
(Worldwide Choppers)
Sometimes, I feel
Like I'll never slow down
(Worldwide Choppers)
Wait! Before I wreck this beat, let me just check to see
If Stephanie Mills left any extra refills of ecstasy pills next to me
In the seats spilled or she eat 'em all with a breakfast drink
(You inspect the sink?)
In the habit of grabbing a mic and babbling, I dabble in the Vic's
But I might just swallow my f*cking Ritalin tablet after the night
I'm grabbing 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 up inside
I went up inside a Bennigans 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 being
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
F*ckin' 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 will never consider this a bitter 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 of a rebel, 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 motherf*ckers 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 f*ckin' runaway locomotive
Or get thrown up under it just tryna f*ck with the.
Speedom!
(If you wanna go with us)
Speedom!
(I'mma leave 'em in the dust)
Speedom!
(I must be the one to bust)
Speedom!
(And I'm gonna hit the clutch)
Speedom!
(If you wanna go with us)
Speedom!
(I'mma leave 'em in the dust)
Speedom!
(I must be the one to bust)
Speedom!
(And I'm gonna hit the clutch)
Sometimes, I feel
Like I'll never slow down
(Worldwide Choppers)
Sometimes, I feel
Like I'll never slow down
(Worldwide Choppers)
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
Speedom!
(If you wanna go with us)
Speedom!
(I'mma leave 'em in the dust)
Speedom!
(I must be the one to bust)
Speedom!
(And I'm gonna hit the clutch)
Speedom!
(If you wanna go with us)
Speedom!
(I'mma leave 'em in the dust)
Speedom!
(I must be the one to bust)
Speedom!
(And I'm gonna hit the clutch)
Sometimes, I feel
Like I'll never slow down
(Worldwide Choppers)
Sometimes, I feel
Like I'll never slow down
(Worldwide Choppers)
Writer: Aaron Yates, Marshall B. Mathers III, Richard Havens, Samuel William Christopher Watson
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, SCHUBERT MUSIC PUBLISHING INC.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, SCHUBERT MUSIC PUBLISHING INC.
Give It All
[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
F*ck 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
F*ck 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
Writer: Keith Brown, Matt Noble
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., BMG Rights Management
Special Effects is the fifteenth studio album by American rapper Tech N9ne. It was released on May 4, 2015, by Strange Music. The album is broken up into several portions representing days of the week, with collaborations with artists including Corey Taylor, B.o.B, Lil Wayne, 2 Chainz, T.I., Hopsin, E-40, Yo Gotti, Audio Push and Eminem, among others.
The album also features fellow Strange Music artists Krizz Kaliko, Big Scoob and Ces Cru. Production on the album was handled by Seven, Strange Music's in-house producer, Excision along with Joseph Bishara who was the composer of Insidious and The Conjuring.
Performed By:
Tech N9neThe album also features fellow Strange Music artists Krizz Kaliko, Big Scoob and Ces Cru. Production on the album was handled by Seven, Strange Music's in-house producer, Excision along with Joseph Bishara who was the composer of Insidious and The Conjuring.
Genre(s): Hip hop
Producer(s): Seven, N4, Excision, Joseph Bishara
Length: 77:04
Released: May 4th, 2015
Year: 2015