Lyrics:
N-n-new Earl Sweatshirt on Big Boy's neighborhood
By momma crib
It's a lotta Crips (Crips)
I reported nothing, nigga, that's just how it is
You
sayin' it
I'm like the NBA sore thumb on pawn shop tech nine,
Bitch I'm known for jammin'
Smoke Mary, Mary, Mary
Put a mean ass flow on top of bad
red balloons go by
Ninety-nine knights of the air
Ride super high-tech jet fighters
Everyone's a super hero
Everyone's a "Captain Kirk"
With
like Tech N9ne
With the rhythm
I write
Play da fiddle
Lemme hear dat 9
Millimeter
Pipe that trigger
Ima rip da mic
And let my hype man
Get em
Ah
So I'ma
the bumpers, always playing clean.
Plays by intuition, the digit counters fall,
That deaf, dumb, blind boy,
Sure plays a mean pinball.
He's a pinball
tech nine that's off in the trunk
I told that motherfucker
I ain't never scared (east side)
I ain't never scared (west side)
I ain't never scared
autumn's gettin' jealous
When it seems to turn to rioting, we call and get assemblin'
Go with that Tech N9ne (Tech 9) flow and spray at your neck like
violently that autumn's gettin' jealous
When it seems to turn to rioting, we call and get assemblin'
Go with that Tech N9ne (Tech 9) flow and spray at your
I'm still alive"
We should be on by now
We should be on by now
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la,
in my city
Smiling on Facebook when you play (Ha)
Here is Tech N9ne
Got a feature with Lil Uzi and Drake (Brr)
Hey, these niggas talk too
Much like
I'm still alive"
We should be on by now
We should be on by now
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la,
with a tech 9 tryin' to take mine
ya want to make noise, make noise
I make a phone call my niggas comin' like the Gotti boys
bodies bein' found
partner but its all good
And just in case you want to find me
King George with the tech 9 standing right behind me
Silkk and Ed in the Benz as the decoy
HEY!
[Hook (2x)]
[Verse 3: Tech N9ne]
I'm talkin' about years, years of fidelity
But what happens when jealousy enters to make her yell at me
Tempers
The number one independent rapper in the world!
Tech N9ne!
I am what? Fresh out of fucks!
Fed up with everything I'm cynical than I ever been
If You got guns (Yeah)
We pull tech's (What)
Shoot first leave yo brains on the headrest (N****)
It's all out war (Uh huh)
Who got next? (Unlawful)
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
Yeezy, Jeezy and Tech N9ne
Line by line, translated, transcribed, picked apart
And analyzed
How it begin, end, the pattern within
Unknown language,
boy
Well in the olden days when the Mongolian gangs rode herd out on route nine
We go ridin' in the rain, runnin' south, way down through
Sickology 101 futuristic B-Boyz shit
Your first lesson given to you by (Mr. Smith!)
KC MO stand up, young niggas represent
Ey, ask me what I
this
When you tryin' to be righteous but know a nigga might just
Leave you lifeless for prices, or high tech devices
So keep that TEC-9 or meet your
Had me changing my mind
That was way before Drake
Blew up back in '09
Wayne was back in '08
Jay was signing Kanye
I was bumping Tech N9ne
Game
when he came in
I wanted to pull out the N9ne milli and bash his brains in
Grr, you know how Brotha Lynch will do it
Walk up on a nigga with 2 blades
Took a couple shots from a nigga tryin ta take mine
I'm back on tha block, wit a choppa n a tech nine
Niggaz shootin cops n the hood runnin stop signs
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