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but she love men tho
She play with the Wii Wii Nintendo
Im real not pretend yo you know my MO
I spaz get your ass beat like a instrumental
You ain't get

parliaments
Brain space get
Erased like BleachBit
I got fire
Try not to get heat sick
Oh, I mean heat stroke
Don't get poked
By the horns of this goat
Sick

And I'm still killing instrumentals (Yeah)
I'm so tired, so tired, so tired (So tired)
I'm so tired, so tired, so tired (So tired)
I'm sick and tired

I book Expedia flights, I'm not with the media hype
I don't post for social media likes
Yo this kid sick, somebody get him Pedialyte 
That's right, I

Foxy Music

Beginner

Advanced Chemistry

2016

deinen Töpfen Pansen gart
Und komme so cool, da frieren Truck Stops die Fransen hart
Alle wollen wissen warum gegen mich keiner 'ne Chance hat
Ich hab

too slow
And I'm so sick of these love songs, I wrote it like Ne-Yo
เราถามตัวเองว่า if I had to really die today
Would I make the same decisions when

hoes that's 'posed to be yo's
Seein' my haters in a dark alley tormented by mind
Dodgin' the (Tech.. 4x N9ne.. 4x)
Now here's the message
Liberate

We Can Do This

Young MC

What's the Flavor?

1993

what?)
Yo, we can do this

(What, what, a say what?)
Yo, we can do this

I make papers like an IBM
Most of my friends clock the ends so I'm down

I got many things in mind
I got a lot of time
Not doing anything
What am I doing
I don't wanna move at all
But I have to tho
Sick and tired
Sick

out it hands
Said soon you will understand
(Suddenly stripped from fear)
I reprimand
Today I'm taking my stance

Believe me when I say so
(So)
By

baby why you acting so frio (cold)
You know I'm independent ask Ne-Yo (woah)
Remember, you took me surfing out in Rio, I never saw this coming man I

Camera Phone [Bonus Track]

Game

LAX [Bonus CD]

2008

[Ne-Yo]
Oh, hey!

[Game]
Picture me and my gangsta girl,
Riding with the top back.
Banging Ne-Yo, my neck free yo,
My SOX hat,
Tilted

Sick Thoughts

Grav

Down to Earth

comatose trembling

Ey yo this nigga ain't gettin' up man
Man, Yo! Grav get up!
Sick thoughts on my mind
What the fuck?! Stop playin' man, yo!
Fuck

from outta here
Fill me up with some downers yea 
I just met here today and she talkin exchanging vows and shit 

I like em coming by the twos exchanging

Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, oh
Welcome to the motherfucking show
I go by the name of

T-E-C-H-N-9-N-E
T-E-C-H-N-9-N-E
Yeah!

beats so we speak
Corporate suit's company seats
Fooled like fast food like artificial beef
Yall know I got i got no beef
Listen to the words of this song

Haha
Juno ya sick
Uh huh
It's JaXsaun
Volumes perfect

The late edition to the tape
Can't fake brotha it's heaven sent
Wrote this at Mommas crib

I'm stacking chips
They got me living life of Ne-yo, these haters make me sick
Cause I'm the nigga wit an ego, they suckin' like mosquitoes
They see me

risks[01:23.96]It ain't fair like gettin' hit by large bricks[01:25.87]They smile when you're down and hit record like sick

Party and Bullshit

Tech N9ne

Sickology 101

2009

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

Yeah, Sour Diesel. What you smoking on?
Yo
Smoking sess sitting on the couch reminiscing
Of all my dead friends, I'm praying for them, are they

instrumentals I do it so vulgar 
No ones colder 
Chosen one been a 5 star general
Worked my way up from the ranks of a solider 
No one gives energy from

What If I Was White

Eminem

Black Trash: The Autobiography of Kirk Jones

2000

Mountain Gear
Yo, yo what the fuck you doin'? I'm watching this
What the fuck, man? (What do you mean, "What the fuck?")
I'm sick of this shit, man (you

to try and criticise they shit
Place and a time
Feel the pace in my rhymes
You can mumble all you want but the GOAT is not defined
By the shit you been