Lyrics:
heard me flow and it's sealed
Now I got Swedish women yelling "Tech N9nes's vild"
This place is my house
I might as well erase my face wit white-out
The company didn't get some expected order
So, all the temporary workers have been fired.
That's it.. THAT'S IT...
The house construction work is not over,
Oh, say can you see, to the great tech companies
Oh, say can you see, to the great tech companies
Ads are on replay, no skips left today
Issues
and hungry pocket full a bare cents
Di shotta dem stand up and a play tense
Seh dem nuh wah nuh gun
Dem wah construction site fi
Build house wid fence
Fi see
as I press the button
I got wax and now I need a nail but I don't do construction
I bump my own music in this Buick watch me whip my bucket
Trippin off
brothers,
Own construction companies n' this one had a brother,
He owned a construction company,
N' the Titanic she was made outta good Italian wood,
*(Yukmouth)*
Regime Life nigga!!
What!
Speak on it!
Tech 9!(Tech 9!)
Uh.
Phats Boss (Phats Boss)
Gonzoe (Gonzoe)
L.Q. nigga (L.Q.)!
Chorus
Side of Harlem, I never stress violence
Checks pilin', black shades wave the Tech smilin'
Nautica trunks, a hundred blunts on the next island
My
house, realty companies make anywhere from 5 to 7
thousand dollars
That is 5 – 7%
On a 300,000 dollar house, realty companies make anywhere from 15 to 21
Side of Harlem, I never stress valance
Checks pilin', black shades wave the Tech smilin'
Nautica trunks, a hundred blunts on the next island
My neck
up as we did it
Slowly and slowly my parents kept working
And climbing and ended up
Forming a construction
Company together named after my sister
And I
YO
My last house was so crazy
Tryna find a way to fall asleep to the crying baby
I don't know if the construction was off
But something was super
*(Yukmouth)*
Regime Life nigga!!
What!
Speak on it!
Tech 9!(Tech 9!)
Uh.
Phats Boss (Phats Boss)
Gonzoe (Gonzoe)
L.Q. nigga (L.Q.)!
Chorus
clique]
We grew with the concept now we're ready to go public
Today's a big day for the company
A big step for the little-steppers who slept for years
in the smoke
Keep clips in the semi have you bleed in your coat
See you fucking with the Base dudes
We don't make buildings
No construction but we got
around
You know you ain't welcome in the fun house
Get your pistols up, get ready for the showdown
We the type to throw down, outsiders will hold no crown
Everything that I want
I know it's asking a lot
But this is how I'd go about construction of a theoretic happy ever after.
If all my dreams came true and I
the streets, yeah (what's up?)
Plus the company I keep put in overtime while you oversleep
Don't wanna see none of this evil I speak
Around the atlas, cume la
*(Yukmouth)*
Regime Life nigga!!
What!
Speak on it!
Tech 9!(Tech 9!)
Uh.
Phats Boss (Phats Boss)
Gonzoe (Gonzoe)
L.Q. nigga (L.Q.)!
Chorus
please don't call it a tech
Not in my house Nope
Not in our house
We put the lights out
Right before we ball out
We take our fives out
Right before we call
ready
Taking out the tech nine putting up the machette
Got close to them fools told Silkk to cut the lights off
Grabbed my sawed off and blew
sun, Turned Red as tomatoes
Roosevelt, His American, Oppressive, Style
Recruited, West Indians, To South America foul
Unpaid construction, Of Panama's
brain focused on my company I mind my business
I'm tryn' hold it all together like a paper clip
I thank the spirit for letting me experience painlessness
a big shadow, tech company
Please gimme immortality
I'm going rapidly
Fading drastically
Or pulled the zip down
Wet your lips first
Lick the tip now
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