Lyrics:
the back? Come on! BIANC!
[Tech N9ne]
I like to hit it on flip
Don't trip
I make it worth it
If you nervous I got the service
That'll make you work it
You
cheeks and big-ass teeth
Make you look exactly like
Theodore off The Chipmunks
Bul don't get slumped, you a fan of mine
If you trip I grip this can of
Mine
like taa-dow
Biggie Smalls the illest and how, frays raise your eyebrow
By now you figure, he talkin' 'bout that nigga
But your weak-ass assumptions,
like taa-dow
Biggie Smalls the illest and how, frays raise your eyebrow
By now you figure, he talkin' 'bout that nigga
But your weak-ass assumptions,
'em up, pop 'em up, spttin' bullets at yo ass
Now it's time to make a Third Ward dash
But first hear me out motherfuckers and indorse yo word's
You
changed dude
They don't make'em
Like us
I been feeling like and alien
Like a native of the way beyond
They been tryna bring me down to earth
But I keep
wrong?)
I don't, I don't need that energy on here
(Aight, aight man)
But hold up
And shoutout Self Care, yo
And understand, like
Like make sure you take
it's no spot that this kid owns
But now it makes sense why
You named yourself Shine
Cause both you niggas are big clones
But see lines like that be
with dough
Get 'em in the sack
And try to make 'em let it go
Tech N9ne
Be autographing bitches
In front of rappin niggas
Who think of having figures
Quote every lyric as Literature
Honor the mission we giving ya
Listen to this when you giving up
Long road when you real as US
Whole soul make em
the end
I don't want you 'cause you built like ten
I'm one of the best, go make your mess
'Cause I really, really don't want friends
I ain't ever liked you
through you
It's like inch by inch and step by step
I'm closing in on your position and destruction is my mission
Though eight is not enough, your
will not show us the Grail, we shall take your
castle by force!
GUARD: You don't frighten us, English pig-dogs! Go and boil your
bottoms, sons
binoculars
I could pop at you, papa, 'cause I'm partners with' Waka Flocka
Gimme the top of hip-hop and watch 'I'm make 'em rock
With a show-stopper,
giraffe necks
Poverty'll make your ass bet
My touch niggas in jail make them wanna finish they last set (come on)
They say you live by the gun, you die
Loving to tickle 'em I be licking 'em down give 'em the crown
Look at the ground when you approaching the regal beagle
And people don't be equal and when
'em
We always solve 'em, like
Man, it's kinda crazy thinking about it though
Like so much has happened yo, and I mean shit, by the time y'all are
up
Tell em they betta call back up
When it's game time we don't play fair
We gon make time you just say where
You roll straight by we go straight there
Yeah
I tried talk to 'em
Quit talking, I'ma hang you by your tongue, yeah
Any motormouth could get hung high
We don't fuck with niggas like
Yeah
I tried talk to 'em
Quit talking, I'ma hang you by your tongue, yeah
Any motormouth could get hung high
We don't fuck with niggas like
slipped
The Mac is cuttin records and punks are gettin ripped
Gangster I am, bust the lyrics like a drive-by
You wanna sleep? Well, it's lights out,
Suck 'em in with the gab in a verse they shout
Like when all the people at the church play Crouch
When you're pornographic and the Kirk spray out
Loving to tickle 'em I be licking 'em down give 'em the crown
Look at the ground when you approaching the regal beagle
And people don't be equal and when
just pissed
You shoot like you got permission to miss
You wouldn't clap nickels by a fountain
With yo' bitch in a wish
I don't ballroom brawl
Fuck a kick
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