Lyrics:
without them draws
They don't get ner' dime
And if you ain't with it, fuck yah
Yah don't know tech n9ne
I 'ma highlander, til I die
On Midwest Side
Never
days
When Tech N9ne called and he asked for may day
Ubi, Dax and Kaliko all came
Now the whole damn club is fucking or engaged
Tour of duty so unruly
man did seven
Niggas popped his whip up, hit his can we were seven
He a lucky muhfucker I bet he make it to heaven
My Grandpa drunk, my uncle Rock
seven
Niggas popped his whip up, hit his can we were seven
He a lucky motherfucker I bet he make it to heaven
My Grandpa drunk, my uncle Rock drunk
My
(it's what you thinkin)
You never get no [x3] (it's what you thinkin)
[Talking:]
Haha it's what you though dawg your chicks wit us
Tech N9ne
Okay... you said 24 right?
Imma tell you keep it here
I go by the name of Shadow
Yo, yo flow miss me, buy vodka, get pissy
Roll with tech n9ne, bear arms
marvel at my lack of competition I realize
The only competition is myself and a few guys
Joyner, Token, Logic, Futuristic, the Tech N9ne
And maybe
year
I just put a new whip on the E-way
Then I ran my bands back up like a relay
Certified junkie
I just pop the tag on the Benz, it was Monday
I
me
I was starin at the ¡MAYDAY! tattoo on her cleavage
She also had a Tech N9ne tat on her ass cheek vasoline
She say she just got it done last
year
I just put a new whip on the E-way
Then I ran my bands back up like a relay
Certified junkie
I just pop the tag on the Benz, it was Monday
I
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
Technique flow
Tech N9ne’s, tech decks
Fingerboards - flip a bitch
Thailand - pick a bitch
It's my land, I take a shit anywere
Skat and piss, Lazereth king
I was young when she told me I was divine, yes
Not even nine yet (Tech N9ne)
Ran away then got into a life of crime next, pyrex
Made it through
across my back, I'm from the bottom
All a nigga need is a block and a connect
And a box of 9mm's to load in the tech
The beef all gravy, a nigga half crazy
boy, Poppa see to put a slug in your vest
Check, I walk around the street with the black tech nine
By the waistline, kickin' the hype shit
So turn
came off that... Oooh
[Tech N9ne]
Baby girl, I wanna see with the top off
Take the Vickie shit off
You know it popped off her
Now I know she ready
want me to do it by minimizing my raps, like if every bar is a trophy
but I twist my wrist until I get the beast out
Tech N9ne giving us a chance
still looking out the corner of my eye, hoping you on the couch
That call felt like I was beef that had got shot up
Ironic, I was on tour with Tech N9ne
motherfuckers I'ma broke nigga so lets go
Tech N9ne Sacramento cannibal I eat
Breath stink like human meat got pieces in my teeth
Can I Get A Toothpick?
sold
I was probably 10 years old when I learned to disassemble
Then reassemble a semi-auto matic pistol blind fold!
Verse 5 *(Tech N9ne)*
(1-5-1)
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
And by the way, shoutout Tech N9ne, uh
Go and shut the fuck up, just let me talk, nigga (shut the fuck up)
I'm a time bomb that's waiting to go off,
of apostles
Boast from the gospel let my whole soul helicopter
Murder the flow like I'm Bundy and Tech N9ne in a hostel
Ill with it for real he believes now
In
Dudes hit Big Scoob's shit 'n reppin' the blue tip
Foo's skipped with ? we jumped in the ? whip
Full clips for who stick the homie for true grip
My
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