Lyrics:
And they won't stop fucking with me, so I'ma fuck wit nigga's
Na-na-na-na-na, you can not fuck with
That nigga Tech N9ne, coming wit that rough shit
they back on me, I hate it
Through the trials and tribulations
Still I made my profit
Back and end in out of cases
But I'm hardbody
Can't nun stop me
Bullet numbers
Cop some guns, fully loaded, small tech
Give you a leverage, hate kill by itself
Praying on my downfall, aim is the mansion
Condo with
[Tech N9ne]
Never let another mothafucka repeat it
Never duckin a mothafucka nigga better delete it
Put the cerebella in killa mo
Forella foe
the game, but where my shooters at
Broke as hell, got tired of buying drip, I'm in a Nike tech
Trappin' in my black ones, I need a Nike check
Ah
We one them
the rules
But you can start another one
Make your own platform, cause your days here on Big tech are done
Censor Me, Censor me, you will never stop the free
the wood I face it to myself
I been ballin pourin hi tech I ain't never need a ref
I been ballin pourin hi tech been leanin by myself
Hope ion overdose but
off the road
You love me, you need me, you hate me
you love me, you need me, you hate me
Watch me go drive this bitch straight off the road
You love me,
stop the violence, take accountability of the living actions
And everybody started rapping how they killing or they trapping
Doing many different
you made it
Just take what you got, and stop complainin'
OK, weather man will stop the rainin'
On my people head, and start explainin'
What your
Let's stop with all the theatrics, I can't carry this madness
I've been very distracted, let's just bury the hatchet
Both been bearing the burden,
FOR ANSWER PUT YA TECHS UP
IF YOU FALL THEN JUST FOLLOW ME YALL
KEEP SHAKING THE TREES TIL THE LEAVES START TO FALL
PUT BLOOD ON THE WALLS
I BETCHA
of failure
Beginning my tenure, no longer letting marks linger
So, cower and stockpile your hateful remarks
From the start, I was in defiance of compliance
Your instructor for today is - Tech N9ne!
[Verse 1 - Tech N9ne]
This is style I use pitch, to catch and seduce chicks
To signal the true sick, mellow
soft and scared of hardcore shit, get the fuck out!
For those who love raw shit, welcome to Sickology 101
Your instructor for today is, Tech N9ne!
me 'cuz they hate but please make no mistake
They know me but can't stop me 'cuz I'm Paul Wall the great
[Chorus:]
that's nearly undefeated actually
Crowd starts to boo
If I involved ya two faggot ass
Sons it's gonna be casualties
It'll be a Low, Down
Dirty Shame how
And a couple bucks in my pocket, so now I could go buy a couple hot pockets
So grandma can stop cooking those nasty ass colligreens
Pressures on me like this top
was it me who was fake
Maybe too loyal and stuck in my ways
Either way
How could this shit turn to hate
Homage and love everything that I paid
But it's
here
Oh yea sure you're here
But how do I ensure you hear
The fact I hate it here and there and everywhere
A little scared that the voices might just
when it comes to helping
You ain't doing nothing
All the funds you brag you make
You can do something
At least invest in yungens
Start a program
To help
me every year
So when the coast is clear, I stop duckin'
And start back doin' dope, cussin and fuckin'
I kiss the babies, shake hands, wave
these caps off in these bitches
So why you want to mess with this
So why you want to take off this piece
Fool I'm bad to the bone, jone, chrome tech
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
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