Lyrics:
on, Em)
They say I'm day away from my entire empire crumbling
Speak up your mumbling
What the fuck-a you's a bibi-bay okay big-bi-bi-baby
This is
You better hope I'm chained up, shackled with a yard
I'll snatch you by the neck, bide you like a tech
Wreck fools when I disconnect, make you
This, this, this, this one of them ones
Yeah, Tech N9ne!
Turn me up a little bit more, Ben, so I can rock this the right way, brother
If you got
a punk bitch
Everythin' you say and everythin' you do
Makes you a punk bitch, no good, no doubt
All I gotta do is stick a dick in your mouth
want
[Chorus]
California's the state where punk niggas die.
First thought be survival every mornin' when I rise.
So many murders and homicides in
2 months or so
It was the only song I’d listen to, a million times in a row
And then you introduced me to Tech N9ne and Krizz
When you collaborated
And your circle shrinkin', see some boys escapin'
Rest of them is guilty by association (ayy, what?)
Debatin' who the G.O.A.T.
Better not make, up 'bout
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
Big L said it first got the baton to put it on
Mac Dre my style burst while on the verse young Cali spawn
Tech N9ne how I go faster like a bastard
things
Real ugly for the 9-9
It's goin down ya'll
Oooh this is ugly
Drop a bomb on them Flex
Yeah, it's hot ya'll
Real hot, hot to death
B.I.G.
the city where the grass is green
And the palm trees lean
Been ballin'
Shot callin' since 83
I know the mothaphukin' industry
Ain't ready for me
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
up
Strange Music
Tech N9ne!
Fuck the industry, independents
We enemies to them and he that's blind
The champ is here, the champ is here, the champ
guys
Disguised as pro-Black
There is no slack, far heart for college grad
In a fitted hat and a hunchback
Standin' by the clearance coat rack
In
Ahhhhhhhhhhhh shit
Scarface is on the mix
So yo suck a nigga dick
Or make a nigga rich or somethin' bitch
See I come from the place known
When I be asking
Yo who is more dramatical
This one that one
The white one or the black one
Pick the punk
And I'll jump up to attack one
Ahhhhhhhhhhhh shit
Scarface is on the mix
So yo suck a nigga dick
Or make a nigga rich or somethin' bitch
See I come from the place known
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
(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
See growing up I was bumping Tech N9ne and Sublime
Punk Rock Hip-Hop taught me how to rhyme
I ain't even tryna impress muh'fuckas
I don't sneak diss
it's a mystery
Really should be brothers united against the industry
The Africans diaspora scatter at shattered history
The game missing me, rap is so
Sam and I (think you better recognize) (2x)
Sam: (Dre)
I remember days on the blocks where I slang slung played punk cops
and mad props cause I ran
its price
Buying and selling - making and trading
Sowing and growing - reaping and weaving
Industry has its price
The latest tech
Exotic spices, rare
case our sun'll roof
No basketball, when we talkin', run and shoot
So I'm outside of da club and you think I'm a punk
So I go to my loaded tech nine
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