Lyrics:
pretty girl
That's how my money stack
Be last with the puck in their throat
Niggas try to stunt, I air 'em out
You pussy niggas know what I'm about
Tech
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
And the road gets harder with flow spits
'Cause we represent that Kansas City, MO, shit
Double doses, Tech Kalikosis
But ran into a duo that's
to the best of my ability
why'know what I'm sizzlin?
So bear with me
Listen to the lyrics, check it out..
[Tech N9ne]
Picture me in that casket, blasted
Never
Knumskull, we bout to do this shit man, fo the 9-Fever, check it out
Pimps, playas, hustlas, ballas, shot callas, all of us
T for tech out to get
[Tech N9ne] The omega, the end
check it out check it out
[Tech N9ne]
Anybody wanna go to war with a nigga like Tech Neezle
He killin them evil people
swellin', no hope but nope i ain't failing tonight
and into the contest with nothin in my palm just
a microphone and god next to tech to bless and i'm set
i
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
And I aint tryna be no husband
I'm just tryin' to get your lovin'
Ain't no time for you to be stubborn
Aey!
And I ain't
Mizery
From the beginning nigga..
Its all Jesus..jeah..
Tech N9ne!! and my nigga Macc James...
Heh heh heh heh heh heh...
Straight bringin that
[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
rep off me,
Cause I got stain all through my town
Just know I keep that tech on me,
And I can't let you gun me down
Why these niggas hate on me,
They
à l'ancienne, hi-tech
Gestuelle, pas de té-co
Hey, mec à l'ancienne, hi-tech
Gestuelle, pas de té-co
Oh merde, j'suis légendaire, moi c'est Aket'
Si
vzduchem letí celej flák
Uřízni si tolik kolik potřebuješ jedem dál
Jeden král jednoho dne řek že jsem jeden z mála
Těch co se nechtěj držet stáda
Nejsem v
Sinatra mind frame
Don’t swerve in my lane
Might run you over let the brains Hang
Grill of my Denali blood stained
Stand in my way
Imma let the tech spray
a lil test
Nigga act foul then I hit him with a tech
I just need a check
He just wanna flex
I ain't tryna fuck
I just want the neck
My bitch is badder
My
Doppiaesse
Elle
Tech Pack brilla in strada da una banlieue
Non sai quante lacrime versate per
Sotto casa, mo da una vita
Baby che mi chiama dice che
Full power
Pussy nigga what you say
What you wanna' do I'm waving the tech
At your crew pussy nigga what you say
What you wanna' do I'm on the grind
High Tech, Gelato
Riding 'round town in a steamer
Bad lil bitch name Tina
Cut her off quick
Iont need her
I cannot fuck with you niggas
I do not
that
Um, shit bitch, lunch food, shit, shit bitches
Yo, brothas respect mine, or here go the tech 9
Yo, brothas respect mine, or here go the tech 9
gazing
Uh uh give me a pack
Uh uh give me rack
Uh uh give me a mac
Uh uh slide with the tech
Choppa ride and I'm getting him back
Choppa slide and I'm
Feeling like the man in black (Black)
Get up on your knees bitch I'm demanding neck (Neck)
Brody like a ref, yeah he moving with the tech (Tech)
Yeah
talent
Didn't consent to paying rent on some hellbent exoplanet
I'm into futuristic tech
Driving giant fucking mechs
Cute e-girls in turtlenecks
on you needle heads
Make the skin crawl itching on the planted tech
Shake down a nervous system reanimate a nano flex
Dark tricks propaganda held up by
I'm tearing into places
I'm tearing into faces
I push out past the rocks
And feel the tides pull me in
Who is living in this horror tech
It sure
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