Lyrics:
but he ain't wanna console me
Instead he told me that Top of the Line sucked
He was buzzed like I was, going on Tech N9ne's bus
Trying to fight
of the Diddy Bopping, Pop and Locking
Made the weak become Obsolete
No need to worry who shot ya with, The Tech N9ne
The Homie Jehry, Got that on Lockdown
Don't
don't mind spending time with a hustlah
Yo gotti, M down, Lil' Monster and
You get it right how bout you be his wifey and
We cock whips move bricks in
puff puff dib I need to live please pass that
as we zone shoot a jewel in baby girl dome
It's a crazy world let me drop you home let's go
by the way
the newest and blessed by Tech
Clergy of crazed, worthy of praise
Like Anubis and Wepwawet
Dismissed what I play to thee
A Damu could must a wrong should
that hoe pop a wheelie
Knocking Drip Crip God
Track 4 on Billy
Or Tech N9NE Young Rich and Poppers Kansas City
You can see that my drip on leak
Soon
And I ain't animating like say I'm Tech N9ne
But If you get me on a feature it's a straight up crime scene
It seems like every year that pass I gotta'
like the majors (majors), life of the rich and the famous (famous)
That's why she's sucking me off like I come in different flavors
I'm not Tech N9ne
Opens up one eager eye
Focusing it on the sky
When ninety-nine red balloons go by
99 Decision Street
Ninety-nine ministers meet
To worry, worry,
or the tech, spray it at him then reload
This that Fergenstein and I be down to let it go
The semi or the tech, spray it at him then reload
Ride Maybachs
Murray when he walk in and greet you
I sharpen the needles, let it rewind
Badder flow, that’ll mess up your mind
Got a Kaliko, got a Tech and a N9ne
Tech N9ne just caught us believing whatever
We got the town, now let's get together
Lyrical genius making a narrative appearance
And making profit
to day
Andre
Tech N9ne flows oh way oh way
Don't say the name
Dante
I'm droppin' release after every release
Even tho half of you ain't finished youre
(808 Mafia)
Fuck around, parked the 'Vette and didn't even get back in it
(ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob)
Redbone bitch, yeah, like Hi-Tech, yeah
How do
a homicide
So I dipped across the
Street and started walkin
But I heard Tech N9ne playin
And her horn honkin there she was in a
Corolla with bloodshot eyes
I
Pork on the fork, widen the pot
By any means if you like it or not
Malcom X, by any means
Many fourteen stuffed in my denim jeans
As-Salamu Alaykum
know a nigga might just
Leave you lifeless for prices, or high tech devices
So keep that TEC-9 or meet your crisis
Yo it ain't easy livin' life like
Oooh (Areola!), Oooh (Areola!), Oooh (Areola!)
That shirt came off, That bra came off that... Oooh
[Tech N9ne]
Baby girl, I wanna see with the top off
dilate my eyes
Automatic-generated "I'm fiiiiiiiine"
This shit has penetrated my mind
But this ain't experience Tech N9ne and I'm not a grown man, I'm 5
gully, you dig? It's getting ugly
And I ain't found a court that can judge me, the block love me
Like nines to the side of the skully, popping they top
I'd
don't get it twisted nigga
Cross me nigga, you'll wind up a missin nigga
QB and we truly, rep for ours
Wars and scars, bitches in a gang of whips
When
and a half it come back in nine dont it?
Now stay low key when the money keep comin'
Keep some n****s on your team, show them suckas they don't want it
By
company
I got it all covered unless you're comin' to fuck with me
Tech N9ne rich and everybody along with me
Deuce click, nigga, I got the town up under me
Roach, Tech N9ne and Ces Cru
Hopsin, Jarren Benton, Funk Volume
Played everyday and still I do
I was 13 he had an iPad
Played this song by a man who raps
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