Lyrics:
Tech (Tech)
Y boys no X (X),
aint Lack no Tech (Tech)
Link up in london,
both of the Lords
버텼어 혼돈 in Christian Dior
Fuck that, thats cap
Still with
Ooh, she icy
Yeah, she icy
Tech!e givin' bitches life like an IV
Ooh, she icy
Yeah, she icy
See, Tech!e always lookin' real pricey
Ooh, they like me,
of confusion
The magical tech's illusion
Should we be refusing
Or is this the evolution
In a world of confusion
The magical tech's illusion
Should we be refusing
my name, they call me,
(DUH DUH-DUH DUH), Tech N9ne
And I uh, need a Caribou Lou
Uh, that's 151 Malibu Rum and pineapple juice,
You know what I'm
better ware they vest (yo)
(Verse) (Tech N9ne)
I'm gonna hit a bitch from the back nigga
Quick ta get stacks
Spittin' facts from the track
Black
All about the bands, I'm all
I'm all about these bands
I'm all about the jugg, I'm all
I'm all about the jugg
I'm all about this Tech, I'm all
I'm
(Evo Jedis)
Real G for life baby
(Gangsta for life, codeína codeína)
Boyyy
Promethazine codeína high tech
Ya llevo tres
No se mojaron llego
boy, Poppa see to put a slug in your vest
Check, I walk around the street with the black tech nine
By the waistline, kickin' the hype shit
So turn
fulfillment, the Tech runs the building
Respect one's resilience, from threats guns and illnesses
This place is realness, it feels as if it's lifted
A bit sick
the pinnacle!)
(Yeah, Tech N9ne!)
Follow me, all around the planet, I run the game with no Sickology
They could never manage, we do damage with' no apology
spittin'
And when I enter all of my flows I'm so in pole position
I promise, to be the best to mom ya
Us through get up at the dawn let tech spew flip it
[Tech N9ne:]
Caribou Lou
Hella super dew
Tecca Nina standin right here in front of you
So bend it over baby
Let me see it pop
On this tour bus
till there's nothin' left, hah
But I'mma hit'em with a gun, that's harder than all guns
Mic check from the temple, check the tech
(And start
first to growl and burst out the vowels
Of the original murderist verse out the mouth
Big Tech N9ne's gonna be the one running the race
That's real I'm
sippin' the Tech
Got the bag and what you want I could get
'Rari fast and it take off like a jet
Pull up in here, I'm just here for the racks
Partners
This is Dipset, this is Kay Slay
We still grip techs, and spray AKs
Don't let it breze by, on the eastside
Throw up that E sign, we for the streets
been wanting to ask you about
tech. So how do you react to people uh that say you,
Kutt, Scoob, that cha'll working alongside a devil
worshipper. What
show
Even if I gotta take a voyage like Coolio
To rocket I'm with it but outside that shit is bootyhole
No interviews with Tech Nina unless you well
flip, primal
They don't wanna see me rocking with Tech N9ne no
Yeah I know could've been backwards thinking Tech signed Iso (what you price bro?)
Get
that pole
So many haters were tryna drown Tech's rose
And stoppin' him from blossomin' nigga now that grows
No blockin' him, lockin' them wit a frown
We had that Venice to the mall cracking
YT2 extort staff
Rock Porsche, Box Chevy's
With Tech N9ne let them all have it
I been dope, cleaner than
[intro: Tech N9ne]
This song is very close and dear to my heart, man
To be able to say something like this
It takes a hella motherfucker to say it
Dedicated to all the DJ's all over the world, man.
(One for the treble, two for the bass
Come on Techa Nina, let's rock this place)
Tech's in
In a world of misery
Within this, three planets collide
Brotha Lynch, Dalima, Tech N9ne
Bring you along for the ride
Wait a minute, I'm from
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