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[Grym Reaper]
Yo
I saw the woman I love colored in blood
War is hell, I cut shells, was then covered in mud
As four ships hovered above, my heart
humming
Dynamite, dynamite, clef I got the cash
Yo let's skip town like harlem nights

Everyone wants to be a cowboy
Grab your guns boy
Forty-five by my
Everyone wants to be a cowboy 
Grab your guns boy 
Forty-five by my side, do he live
No the nigga dies

Zen, zen zen zen zen zen zen 
You shot
the guns 
You right about that kid 
Out of town Big Willie niggaz best to run 
Now yo y'all just keep everything moving you know 
Or get stung by
medallions
(Royal Flush-What's it all about?)
Iced down medallions

Seen shit
Holdin it down my guns spit
Find my deal wit
Drive a 5-40 wit tint
Yo
doubt)
Iced down medallions
(Royal Flush, what's it all about?)
Iced down medallions

Seen shit
Holdin' it down my guns, spit
Find my deal wit
Why I pat you on yo' head and smile 

Look in yo' eyes and thank the lord 

For my child  meanwhile 

There's somethin' I gotta show you 

And I
the bass of a drum?) Yo, that type of bass drum
Will make the people feel it, can you feel it? (We feel it, Doc)
Now that that's straight it's my turn
the guns 
You right about that kid 
Out of town Big Willie niggaz best to run 
Now yo y'all just keep everything moving you know 
Or get stung by
now you in a cell tryin' to post bail by mornin'

CHORUS:
[Starang]:Now in the back of my mind, yo I really do hope
[Tek]:that motherfuckers out here
It's ya boy Ne-Yo, we gonna do it like this
The Roc is in the building, yeah (It's the remix yo)
Kanye is in the building
(Yo, the monster don is
The sheer sincere rap engineer's here
And wherever I go yo, you know my man Jay's near
More than up to par, styles indicate who we are
Like
We got Shaolin in the area
Big up yourself black man, my brothers
Hell is the plan for the other, discover, discover, discover, c'mon, c'mon
New
We got Shaolin in the area
Big up yourself black man, my brothers
Hell is the plan for the other, discover, discover, discover, c'mon, c'mon
New
my name, they call me,
(DUH DUH-DUH DUH), Tech N9ne
And I uh, need a Caribou Lou
Uh, that's 151 Malibu Rum and pineapple juice,
You know what I'm
dough
Not I hell nah yo check my track record bravo
Don't eat coochie shorty understand I'm too macho
Daytime act like saints but they can't fool me
G
my own phone sex
Watch out for Haiti bitches, I heard they throw hex
Yo, Wu whole platoon is filled with rac-coons
Corner sittin wine niggaz sippin
Slaughterhouse on FIRE, nobody touchin' that
Good day and good night, Ortiz yo where the FUCK you at?

I'm right here in my Nike Airs, Buzz Light-years
ahead
Yo, Inspectah Deck track 
Break your back yo
 
A message of a wreckage
Fifty shell hot track leaking out the Lexus
Eyes hot, Cyclops, cyborg
pumped on my block, you won't get no sales 
When ya CEO know you can't fuck wit I 
I make a million by June 
I'm saying fuck July 
And I beg you to try
my style
Sometimes I'm ill
The other times buck wild
But the science is always there
I'd be a true sucker
If I acted like I didn'T care
I rap for
destroy this
You get ambushed, skate, try to avoid this
Side effects of, hot raps and hot tracks
A duffle bag full of guns son, dipped in black
My
Bad day with my bitch
Negativity on my phone is ridiculous
Limo shine up on the real Tech N9ne
They talkin' 'bout I'm the sickness
Comin' at that
But if yo shit is legit, then you can join my crew
U.S.T. graduating class of '92 in Short Texas

Niggaz on the track droppin shit about TX
As long
on a que like Suzie, don't lose me
These penitentiary chances that I take
Should be able to get the mansion by the lake
But I invest my bread into