Lyrics:
Yo what's up.
For those who don't know.
I go by the name of Tech N9ne.
I'm gonna let you in on a little secret.
Some of the things already known,
lyrics
I ain't tryin't to hear it
Everyday the industry is gettin' realer
Sort of like that crack shit being done by the dealer
Brothers
at 850 pounds; guns n' roses!
Get in the ring(x16)
This song is dedicated to all the guns n' fuckin' roses fans
Who stuck with us through all the fucking
On fucking retarded shit
That's not right, that in our world 6ix9ine is as popular as Tech N9ne
No more lame response
When you ask for Sympathy
Prepare
"Right about now, N.W.A. court is in full effect
Judge Dre residing
In the case of N.W.A. vs. the Police Department
Prosecuting attorneys are MC
a fuck about a punk-ass villain?
You're gettin' fucked real quick
And Eazy's dick, is smellin' like MC Ren's shit
Tried to tell you a year ago
But
explode
And we made it, creepin' in the courtyard
So Krayzie feelin' safety coming
Hittin' the fence and jump in it quick
From Krayzie's tech-9 bullets
red balloons go by
Ninety-nine knights of the air
Ride super high-tech jet fighters
Everyone's a super hero
Everyone's a "Captain Kirk"
With
Sss soft no more here it is, a little experiment with Jesus blood and water
When the spirit mix, drink it, it's so refresh'n just like the air of my
this release
The question everybody wants to know is
Why'd they get this n**** started?
Tupac, rather Makaveli was not available for comment
But released
I grab de 9 n' de clip and go to murder motherfuckers at night
Because I'm startin' to feel
I'm sittin' in a cell with a crimerz too tragic it
niggas are really the punks huh?
In the hearts of men, I'm seeing cowards
Where you niggas is at when the funk come?
Smoke a blunt to that
When
Word 'em up this is how we do that shit.
Techs to your record son. Shit.
Fuck that shit.
Word 'em up that how we're always been.
Yo check it, I
spell 'em
Put a shot to your melon, that'll keep you're punk ass from chillin'
Then I got that nine and a fo'-fo', that H2 is never full
Bullet
friend.
Stick 'em up punk, it's the Fun Lovin' Criminal
Stick 'em up punk, it's the Fun Lovin' Criminal
Yes we bug a lot and my friends is loud
Yo, Mo Bee, mane, drop that shit
You know what time
Boo-ya, I know it's time for you
So grab one by the hand, you know what I'm sayin'?
And uh,
friend.
Stick 'em up punk, it's the Fun Lovin' Criminal
Stick 'em up punk, it's the Fun Lovin' Criminal
Yes we bug a lot and my friends is loud
like the majors (majors), life of the rich and the famous (famous)
That's why she's sucking me off like I come in different flavors
I'm not Tech N9ne
you the worst
Punk ass nigga kinda jocking now
You ain't down cause I trust nobody
[chorus/master p]
I trust nobody x2
[master p]
One by one in this
And I ain't animating like say I'm Tech N9ne
But If you get me on a feature it's a straight up crime scene
It seems like every year that pass I gotta'
I grab de 9 n' de clip and go to murder motherfuckers at night
Because I'm startin' to feel
I'm sittin' in a cell with a crimerz too tragic it
shoot they ass up like rifleman
'Cause I never wore a suit made by Dapper Dan
Them punk motherfuckers be hittin' me up
And I hit 'em right back
old ass sing no more
You fuckin' punk pussy, you fucking faggot, sissy fuck
And by the way, a .380's a fuckin' sissy gun
If you're gonna shoot
Pittsburgh
Hold up locc (What?)
I know that flea
She been out 'n club hoppin' since '83 (Ain't this a bitch)
And the bitch is still hoin'
See, get
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