Lyrics:
shit, know I left them boys haunted
Campus police 0 for three, I'm Eau Claire's most wanted
My old roommate was tweaking daily off the shrooms back in
of the imprisoned
And home of them cowards workin the system
They wanna sweep them years by the rug
We ain't forget em
Only two positions, victimizer or victim
And I
between Mars and Jupiter close to us
And it is then they said that people
Uh people that looked like us started to come
Between their planet and Earth
About
about, crystal meth
I'm torn between the two things
I hoped that you'd be more understanding
I'm waving them goodbye, occasionally say hi
I'm torn
'em
Emotional victim blackmailed by the henchmen
Framed by intentions
Inventions whereby they lynch men
Enter the false witness
Slandering the accused
to fly
Even as you and I...
(Conversation between Tex Beneke and Dorothy Claire:)
TB: (whistle, whistle, whistle)
DC: Hi, Texecutive, whattaya
Hef,
Six women to go two-step but not one of my crews left
Kids are growing up and they got lives now nobody arise now
Used to be married but
let the hawk in?
Nigga guess who just walked in?
Lynch, most ? makes them other niggas sit upon the bench broke
Then I step up in a trench coat nigga
on them cheeks if I can reach them
She make the preach cum and that’s for each one
I put my dick between them cheeks to complete them
She got that jiggle
Destruction, erosion, eruption, explosion
Compulsive emotion; divided by demons
What was the quotient, impulsive implosion?
The masters the leaders;
My flow was opium, we cock bottles and open them
The relevance
Stop by, tryna see a nigga
All I buy is these trees, king
100 ki's in them
reserves urge me to switch to them burgers
I'm wishing for my sake you'll be
Beneficent enough to be tipping your servers
Will you be sticking by me with
of being hit by a bullet
Yo, the garden of redemption, half of my clan is fenced in
For being lynch men, never listening
Like Sonny Listen on Riker's
egocentric? (Chill out dawg)
Cops pull up shoot us down now we hostile we steppin'
Yea we screaming fuck the feds, 1 2 them bitches be testin'
How the fuck
that 3D (That 3D)
Brody had a case and then we had to pay them lawyer fees (Uh oh)
Let me cut right to the chase with my cutlery
I get the bag by any
Syncopation
And he showed me
The mechanics of
Using a drum stick
And how to hold
Two heavy crash cymbals
And bang them together
And they were so heavy
And you
the NNUTTHOWZE!
[Hook x2: Tech N9ne]
NNUTTHOWZE in this bizznitch
Sick shit is our business
Fly high by the night so (muthafucka)
Let me know
What's yo psycho?
Bone and Biggie Biggie
Betta run and tell everybody
Everybody, everybody
No-to-rious, Thugs
Nuthin but them thugsters
Nuthin but them thugster
knowing someone's secret is not enough
Everyone's a little bit a lot of the time
The spiders come in side by side
Two by two and night by night
Who is
the shit up out my side
Damn I'm spinnin
Niggas ain't kill me yet so I got up dumpin
Them niggas hit so quick how could I do somethin
Damn I'm out too
Around
me with a courtly bow
And hides his pain by acting proud
He drinks too much and he laughs too loud
How can I deny him?
Let us dance beneath
Surrounded, as he is most days, by a
Small cadre of management
And marketing professionals
Each of them with a stake in
His career there are representatives
Something about it, man
Same song and dance
In the pale moonlight (yo)
I'm looking at ya, yeah, girl, you're kinda tooken back by
The whole rapper
to fly
Even as you and I...
(Conversation between Tex Beneke and Dorothy Claire:)
TB: (whistle, whistle, whistle)
DC: Hi, Texecutive, whattaya
_(cropped).jpg/226px-Claire_Lynch_(30361323857)_(cropped).jpg "Claire Lynch")
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