Lyrics:
sleeping in, uh, his basement on the couch
Which is the cover to my first album, Under Pressure, shout out Cathy, shout out the Rosado family
All my
heard the goofies said fuck me, well
It's fuck them niggas too (Fuck 'em)
If that nigga try to run
Knock his ass out his shoes (Grah, grah)
Gotta watch
in aisle 5
'Cause I'll drive straight to your door
Then I'll spin and piledrive your
Face to the floor
Yeah somebody's gotta get murked
Spoke to my
what a shame, that not a soul looks up
Five guys eating pizza, five books of Moe
Sixth sign of arrival, the Messiah...plays his 12-String Guitar
Seven
ae yae yeah
Yippy ae yae yeah
Yo I'm back on the track
With my boy big BRAVO
crusin through the hood
Gettin followed by the five 0
I dont really mind
tho, I feel you Jay
I grew up by Central Ave
21st gon get u raised
Shout my n em
My pops is HIM
I told em this the raise
The bar is up, I jumped over,
the beam to his head
I remember the day when i read what you said
You wanted to leave hanging on by a thread
And there was no love cause I felt it was dead
We be them, insurgents, not a bit nervous
Encouraged, got bit further to go
By any means, gettin rid of our enemies
A-V, A-L, A-N, C-H-E yeah that's
We be them, insurgents, not a bit nervous
Encouraged, got bit further to go
By any means, gettin rid of our enemies
A-V, A-L, A-N, C-H-E yeah that's
do jedného z tých obchodov
Tak by si neprešiel ani cez face control
Moj Rap'n'Roll ťa zabije baseballkou
Ultra primitívny flow, ye
Ultra primitívny
lines like the letter “N”
And the V.I.P. always let her in
All your old n****s they irrelevant
I love your cute little voice she like hi guys
Wishing
and dropped by
With sixty elephants, llamas galore
With his bears and lions
A brass band and more
With his forty fakirs, his cooks, his bakers
His birds
shit got to me
But knowin' the laws of life and death
I knew his breath was one with my breath
I had nothin' left and it was scary
So I dropped "By
done heard him on them records
And he gets them bitches naked
Man, let me hit it for a second
[CHORUS]
[TECH N9NE:]
Nina, give me 1-5-1
With that pine
do jedného z tých obchodov
Tak by si neprešiel ani cez face control
Môj Rap'n'Roll ťa zabije baseballkou
Ultra primitívny flow, ye
Ultra primitívny
Get as close as I can to flawless
Diamond and got a calling I responded
With five star bars, they're gonna be wanted
Imma take the game hostage
Imma
We lit prob by Fidem beats ft Tameesia
Hook
Pour up spark that
Hit the blunt n then kick back
Pour up spark that
Get the money we gone flip that
Send a hit threw the G5
12 Am don’t know who kilt him Drop the tint hang out the window
You don’t want to see us creep by
You don’t want to see us
(Ring me up now
Come on now, quit bullshittin')
[Chorus: x2]
Sunset never seemed so long
Five and the sky's still goin' strong
Jewel
to questions we shouldn’t ask
And those sentences that we couldn’t start
I meditate by pushing start and that
V12 is bullet fast
Spaceship in sports mode
Alien
my cellulite ladies, this is Tech N9ne, baby
When I was 5 years old,
My uncle snuck me into a drive-in show
Got in without pay I hid between Jimmy
all y'all records is whack
I'm from Q, for Quiet Killers
And you know I deliver
The double N, enough ammo for every nigga
S, that spell Queens
over, the gig is over (when a play)
The kid is older and getting colder (many fly by)
But his will hold ya, so listen closer to (a-a)-r-o-n
They
Naughty By Nature and the Flavor you-N-I-T
1 motherfucking 2 motherfucking 3
[Chorus: x4]
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