Lyrics:
show love 'till I'm blown
Up and my ass gets signed
You don't wanna rep Lo Key 'till I
Go get dicked by Tech N9ne
You aren't underground bitch you're
who likes to learn shit
I almost left tonight to slide to her crib
Till she ask me what Tech
N9ne is like in person (I've never met him)
I got head
though
I don't need your credentials
We men though
Leave you in light and leave you in limbo
She chose
N9ne I'm impossible to figure and decode
She
the highest
I'm rambling by
Scramble my egg's as I wake and bake
Trying to be better than Hov
As good as Tech N9ne at every
Show, I'm losing my mind, let me
Show me foreign like Mitsubishis
Cause we are the species
Those who be rollin' up in nieces
Prospect check, 5-7 and 20 minus 11
N9ne crushin' niggas
beauty wake the N9ne up
When you share pretty pictures of your fine butt
Had a dream I bit your neck and red wine gushed
So I sipped you every time I
koo jump get loose when in the party everybody move, move
Check it out I'm fearless
N9ne's a sniper never bit off a rapper
If I'm near death
I'm
act a fool
Lets go koo koo jump get loose when in the party everybody move, move
Check it out I'm fearless
N9ne's a sniper never bit off a rapper
it)
Slaughterhouse gang, Tech N9ne go and get it
Lot of molly, an out of body experience
I'm feeling kind of Gotti and all ya'll into weird events
nobody's 'bout to stoppin' (N9ne)
I'm so twisted I think I created the water our women and our men
Thinkin' they're gonna take it for a swim, so now I got
Tech N9ne! Let's go!
K-C-MO, roll!
(I'm representing)
K-C-MO, roll!
Yeah, please consider ducking us, cause ain't nobody touching us
Got
underground massacre terror Seize the streets Feel my heat (WHOOO!) The N9ne amira Killa Got me goin Like Donald Owens The cannabis Got me deep like the abyss
Seven on the mother fucking beat and of course Rob Rebeck.
Na what I mean shouts out to Tech N9NE, Kutt Calhoun, Krizz Kaliko, Stevie Stone!
Intro: In 2002 Tech N9ne called the industry a bunch of punks, fast forward to the present, Now there all a bunch of mumblen pussies, Hey! Let’s
Tech Tech Tech
N9ne
I got a haters..and fans
I smack, u like that
I know u like that & I'm not wack
We going for a week getcho backpack
My
over
I just wanna live my best life, don't wanna regret mine
Only time I'll ever quit is red meat during Lent time
Fragile like I'm Tech N9ne, will I
we ain't playing chess
I be playing with your life, pointing at you with a tech
Tech N9ne, like Strange, I got names
Written in death notes while
a Christian dior
First copy I can afford get it
Surfing the web Straight outta reddit
Cuz I'm a tech guy listening to tech n9ne
So I keep it revving like
see you die slow
The AK is the only thing rushing (Russian)
Fuck a discussion
That TEC-9 (Tech N9ne) spitting
Like strange music
That automatic
Straight
N9ne text message to Sean, call your daughter house
Let me tell you what it's all about
Pop shit, get rich, bitch with a toilet mouth
"These rap niggaz
But can never be a tenth of me, I rep my team to the nth degree
And I put that on everything, like Sriracha sauce
Like the Tech N9ne song that Logic's
switching sides
You on the opposite side like 69
Make your eyes go blind from my shine
Rhymes hit you like a Tech Nine
Rapid Fire like Tech N9ne
Grabs yo
one Just like my kind
So, stop looking at me strange, bitch You know I'm not Tech N9ne (Tech)
Shout out to him he is the goat (Goat)
For helping others
hit the best-buy
Gather the tech and rap like I'm Tech N9ne
Ah, ah, ah
I've been listening to Conductor
I've been listening to Alchemist
I've been
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