TECH N9NE – Military (Skit)

AYYYYYYY!
One, two, three, spit it

Together we are, a powerful force
As one mind, body, and soul
Let no evil enter, nor attempt to reduce us
Because of the beliefs we hold
And with this love, combined with our strength
We ward off, pain and stress (READY!) [guns cock]
Technician I am – wholeheartedly (AIM!)
In life, and in death (FIRE!) [rapid automatic fire]

TECH N9NE – Mama Nem

Lets go, yeah
I feel this one man
And this one is long overdue
It’s ’bout my mama nem
My mama, her sisters, her brothers, grandma too man
I just wanna take this time to speak about mama nem
Yeah,
Check it

[Verse 1]
She carried me when she was fifteen
Had me when she was sixteen
Reminiscing on how well she did things
Got one popped on 11/8/71 she had this king
She was baring that on day
I was just a staring upon that face
With her, just declaring my mum said wait
Than her and her sisters named me Aaron Dontez Yates
She, tried to give me everything I seen
Casing ? gas cynlinders was her means for green
Took me to the movies when they bought Halloween to screen
Got me a big wheel couldn’t afford a green machine
But I loved it,
When I got it, all my friends swarming
Cause in the projects big wheels wasn’t the norm
And I’m pouring this out to the woman I’m adoring
She know I like sugar snacks and a fried baloney sandwich in the morning

[Chorus]
Mama
I take you everywhere I go
I thank you’re mine, that’s my momma nem
I only know what I know cause of my mama nem
She gave me life and made me me
I don’t know where I’d be without
My auntie nem, my sisters and, my uncle nem
Mama nem

[Verse 2]
When I got bad grades I was in the heat seat
Got a woopin’ when I used another kids cheatsheet
But when I got a good grade card she bought me Beat street
The single, ayo I had that mug on repeat
Mama nem taught me rythm that I use yep
My uncle nem say’s stay on your P’s and Q’s neph’
Mama talking catch you, if you talking like you deaf
God-fearing still taught me how to two-step
Took me to church, Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday
Than Sunday thinking why me
That was mama nem placin’ the love inside me
Our house was lively
My granny house, 8 girls and 4 boys beside me
Thanking Mama nem, for the weight that you carry
Pulling my teeth with friends sayin “boy you scary”
I ‘memba mama laughin sayin’ “Is it loose?”
“Very”
Pull it then, put cash in my pillow sayin’ its the tooth fairy

[Chorus]
Mama
I take you everywhere I go
I thank you momma
I only know what I know cause of my mama nem
She gave me life and you made me who
I don’t know who I’d be without
Auntie nem, my sisters and, my uncle and
Mama nem

[Verse 3]
Epilepsy at 18, the lupus hit her
Pancreatitus was taking her but God was with her
I asked to show me something cause I was all bitter
Right after that the pancreatitus had all withered
Mama? “Yeah”
Mama!! “What?”
MAMA!!! “WHAT Boy?”
I’m a big timer
I’m always away from you cause of this music biz drama
But I really miss you and I’m always thinking ’bout big mama
She used to make that Thanks Giving and Christmas dinner
Grandma’s home cooking easily show up missing winters
Mama nem would take you in even if you’re vicious sinner
Nobody would ever take that humungous love that’s within her
If your mama gone, heavens where mum belongs
Or if your momma home, call ya momma phone
And say I love you momma and you are not alone
I just wanted to thank you and that’s why I made this momma song

[Chorus]

TECH N9NE feat. Big Scoob – Love Me Tomorrow

[Spoken - Tech N9ne]
Ya, You might not like some of the things I do, or the things I say,
but guarantee you gonna love me tomorrow. For sho.

She love she love me not
But Ill never be all touchy lovey dovey for what he gots
Suddenly kissy huggy what is for me the buddy slot
But they callin on me to put it right in the open it could be an ugly stop
Shes lookin to be caressed on the reg
Fetched on the reg
Sex on the reg
only Techs on the bread
With nothin busting percussion and checks on the head
As she huffin and puffin cause wasn’t no Tech on the bed
And she don’t like that Tech N9ne persona
Groupies more groupies for true the be juicy like John Bedushi(Belushi?)
Like the one that do movies
Man ay caramba you google me I’m beyond the boobies and champaignya
Bumbaclot don’t shrug me cause I’m the rapper but again you fonded a slacker who’s been on your love
Peace in your honor
Just trusting can calm ya
She stoned
Now I’m home
But she gon love me mañana

[Krizz Kaliko]
Can’t stand to hear my name or see my face
But everytime she does she feels disgraced
But she gon love me tomorrow (Love me tomorrow)
Love me tomorrow (Love me tomorrow) [x3]

[Tech N9ne]
What kind of fan are you
Just because expanded you (bantered who?) like soft musical (xanadu?)
But I’ll be damn if you slander who Tech Ninna
My crew cannibals ain’t no fan it
You man who do a lot in a jam or two
Said I’m a sell out cause I worked with Wayne
First your brain need work
You hurt the game
Every lyric that blurst put the earth shame
How do we burst to fame if both of our verse the same
We supposed to be different
You know that gifted
Cause what we spit
You know that we live it
We grow cause we vivid
You’s a fair weather fan
Your predictions will never stand
Like you know something better than when I’m chopping
Whatever man

[Spoken]
I told my fans, that, I told them this years ago.
I said Tech will never go mainstream, mainstream will go Tech.

[Krizz Kaliko]
I hear ya saying that I ain’t the same
But in order to grow you know you got to change
But you gon love me tomorrow (Love me tomorrow)
Love me tomorrow (Love me tomorrow) [x3]

[Big Scoob]
Here today but be gone when you blink an eye
Constant drinking got you thinking and you about cry
I was forsaken life taken and feel the pain
Heart breakin body shakin can you stand the rain
I was a friend of thee but treated like an enemy
But now I’m gone just a portion of your memories
But in your memory remember this vividly
There was no other villain from the hood real as me
From the soil none loyal like the B.I.G.
Homie from the show me hope that’s how you ‘member me
And we’ll soon see I ain’t got long to be
On this earth claiming turf running in these streets
I apologize homie look me in my eyes
Time to turn the page and be a man and swallow pride
To many homies died before I got to say my piece
So I just said piece and hopin that it brings us peace

[Krizz Kaliko]
Today is gone and I left this place
But I’ll be the sun shining on your face
So just love me tomorrow (Love me tomorrow)
Love me tomorrow (Love me tomorrow) [x3]

TECH N9NE feat. Godemis, Krizz Kaliko, Kutt Calhoun & Ubiquitous – Livin’ Like I’m Dyin

[Tech N9ne]
Just another piece that I wrote, ya know what I’m sayin’
’cause this beat just wanted me to write it.

Livin like I’m dying tomorrow, ain’t no time for no sorrow,
throw on my platinum mavoda, rob a gram on my collar.
Spray Lucciano Suprana, holla at a mamma who’s nanas lover hot like carne asada scholar with a bra like my tacara balla
I got a few dollas, I’m do wella my fatha taught us to follow Qu’ran and not Osama Bin Lada.
My momma was not a bud of Islam, but God is her wata, so why does the sickness got her like llama just shot her.
Goose faba wusa, I gotta get out of this ra ra and fly to hana, lu-lu inside a grata, bulu in five lamatas,
no yada yada, they ride on this ride and bob ya then swalla, sun goddess the color of Shaba.
Then I popped a bottle of Mascota, run away on my Yamaha vamanos I promisa I’m never no one to be monita-d
by the blue colla coppa, we call em Erik Astrata, cha cha, got a wad in my Levis and a nigga neva got ta borrow.

[Krizz Kaliko - Chorus]
I’m livin’ like I’m dyin’ tomorrow, so I gotta do a lot of livin’ today.
I think I’m gonna drown in a bottle, and party like I’m thinkin’ bout goin today.
I’m seein lots of pretty women, so you know I’m goin in.
They gon’ blow this whole world up, so Imma party until then.

[Kutt Calhoun]
Man I party harder than Nitty and Gucci, Louie with Henny, like I’m dying when I’m on one taking none of them with me,
as sure as my name is Bloody Kutty Cal, you can picture me partyin like its going outta style.
I, I feel like I’m the best who done did it, most under rated and hated,
but if I die than so be it, then in my head I’m the greatest. It ain’t a bitch I ain’t christened,
see the estate I’ve inventioned and if I die my eulogy would be held at the Kemper man.
I’ve done smoke, I done drank and popped my pills to extremities, still do. Every now and then I pop more than Yosemite,
keep my foes and my enemies and the ones who pretend to be, close to me, cause honestly there the ones who will hinder me.
So hence forth remember me, this voice is fittin to be his choice of energy, by him I mean all men.
Party like its 1999, smoke my wood tip wine, givin all my thanks to god then saying Amen.

[Krizz Kaliko - Chorus]
I’m livin’ like I’m dyin tomorrow, so I gotta do a lot of livin’ today,
I think I’m gonna drown in a bottle, and party like I’m thinkin’ bout goin’ today.
I’m seein lots of pretty women, so you know I’m goin’ in,
They gon’ blow this whole world up, so Imma party until then.

[Ubiquitos of Ces Cru]
Till summers end and the winter comes,
Till grey days turn to yellow ones.
I stay grindin’ for mine I tried to tell them once -
to travel to the moon you got to face the elements,
and battle any goon you gotta cage the elephants.
It’s elementary I speak with a certain elequence,
I smoke hella blunts a habit I’ve been develop since;
I was a young boy, playin’ the silver ball.
See ‘em stand, feel ‘em fall,
Metallica, kill ‘em all.
Huh, livin’ like this is my last moment;
but a moment could last forever, snap a picture and na-cole it.
Huh do what ever ya gone, sip on your glass,
hold it up, hit the side on mine get to tippin it back, go in.
Huh, so many days we were sittin low,
better get busy livin’ till the day you givin in and you get to go where sinners go.
Pull in the cash, and then spend it slow,
better make it fast but them should know
matter no money yo, it’s all expendable.

[Krizz Kaliko - Chorus]
I’m livin’ like I’m dyin tomorrow, so I gotta do a lot of livin’ today,
I think I’m gonna drown in a bottle, and party like I’m thinkin’ bout goin today.
I’m seein lots of pretty women, so you know I’m goin’ in,
They gon’ blow this whole world up, so Imma party until then.

[Godemis of Ces Cru]
Hold your breath count to three Ima kill it,
killa commitee, city chairmen, strapped with a gramma glock and the trigger, bitch, a hair pin.
Three round burst, I aim it at your brain, spit it when cock it I kiss so they call it, Sara Jane.
Livin’ like I’m going down tomorrow, sit down and drown in a bottle, go out and get anotha bottle;
I don’t lead I don’t follow, if I don’t eat I get hollow, I don’t even play lotto, see Chief I need every dollar.
Ya’ll don’t see me with a model or rockin a lotta product, I don’t smoke like I wanna, I’m stretching this marijuana.
Fuck it I call it karma, if I wake up in nirvana; blood is thicker than water, the mud is even more shallow.
I live in the moment and part of every opponent who pass,
but I put the petal to the metal I got both feet on the gas.
This could be the last verse that I’m writing like it or not everybody’s taking to rob and they puttin’ you right in a box.

TECH N9NE – Klusterfuk

I was born in november, 8th day 1971st y’all,
9 oclock in the mornin, a christian girl in kansas city gave birth y’all,
She taught the kid how to love and give all praises to our maker till the earth fall,
Then mama married a muslim when I was 12 and that transition was the worst y’all,
I converted to Islam but every once in awhile I read a bible verse y’all,
How am I to refrain from eatin pork and havin christmas when I thirst all,
All of this it was blended many religions plenty women got my shirt y’all,
At home no longer attended when I was 17 I bounced like a nerf ball,

Yeeeeah
Spit it big quick,
My day, I slay, pai mei, trick don’t get a bitch hit
I’m master ip man, I’m flyin around with equipment,
Really big time and now I’m not fittin this bitch,
I’m ridin around and I’m grittin it,
To the people the people that want the evil I’m givin you, that and a couple others a KLUS-TER-FUK,
Of a brother which you discover to KRUSH-MUCKS-UP,
In the gutter cause I’m a thug and they TOUGH-JUST-STRUCK
On you MUUHFUCKAS I’ll be the BLOOD BROTHA givin you LOVE FROM the SLUG if you BUG on a NIGGA,
TUG on a trigger no HUGS I’m a kiss her with GRUNGES and PLUG her with DRUGS when I give her,
DICK,
Fatherly, when I spit on these kiddies don’t bother me,
In the brown and red dickies, Mahogany,
Red all over me like I hit an artery,
Fuck all of these, hypocrites, lick a dick, Just swallow me,
If you follow me and wanted to abolish me,
When I’m honestly, a straight oddity,
I’m just twisted, non-fictitious, on this wicked, shit spit it big quick,
Ready whenever machete will sever the head or be dead up in the lake or in the metal and big thick bricks,
Pucker up, suck this nutter butter gutter slut,
If you wonder what is uttered this is KLUSTERFUK,
Ever seen a nigga with hella followers and they love a nigga so much he be wantin to tell them to kill,
HA HA HA HA HAAAA, and they will,
So ya better watch that, no this ain’t a shock tactic got that bit down to the grill,
Heheheheheheheeeeh, WAY REAL,
I got the shit that get the crowd jumpin,
My shit a lotta thumpin silly just like a DRUNKEN MONKEY,
Nigga we PUNKIN FLUNKIES,
Killa we KRUNK N FUNKY,
Uhh… PUMPING CHUNKY,
Uhh… BOOTY BITCHES IN THE BUNK WITH A DONKEY EH!
Crazy, I might be way in my psyche laid as a bright p.a
Playin, they wanna fight me, they don’t really like me, they gonna not replay,
Yeah I’m good and a little bit of evil,
Inside of me, they about equal,
Call it a bust, when I’m all in a rut,
I’m a Klusterfuk, nigga y’all are just

FECAL,
Growin up low enough, musta sucked
PEOPLE,
Call me what? call me a Klusterfuk,
FECAL,
Growin up low enough, musta sucked
PEOPLE,
Call me what? call me a Klusterfuk,

Talk about growin up fucked up, I grew up with a mentally ill mother, so it’s no wonder that I’m slightly askew,
Her fanatical religious views had me sittin in pews 8 days a week, and because of that me and God didn’t speak for a while,
Now I crack a smile when asked my religious preference,
I utter a Tech N9ne reference replyin, I’m a KLUSTERFUK,
I mixed up all the stuff religion that had to offer, boiled it in my cauldron till the bullshit burned off it,
All that was left was love, I can’t say I always rise above the trivial shit in my life cause I don’t,
Sometimes my ego won’t allow me to walk away, if you know what I’m sayin,
I’ve done a lot of drugs, shit, I’ve done a lot of thugs, but in the end,
As long as I’m aligned with love, I KNOW I’m livin righteous,

By a landslide my energy,
Will kill a man why try mimic me,
Cause the fans tied identically,
Love it when the fans buy my memories,
By a landslide my energy,
Will kill a man why try mimic me,
Cause the fans tied identically,
Love it when the fans buy my memories,
By a landslide my energy, (Growin up low enough, musta sucked)
Will kill a man why try mimic me,
Cause the fans tied identically, (Call me what? call me a Klusterfuk)
Love it when the fans buy my memories,
By a landslide my energy, (Growin up low enough, musta sucked)
Will kill a man why try mimic me,
Cause the fans tied identically, (Call me what? call me a Klusterfuk)
Love it when the fans buy my memories

TECH N9NE feat. Krizz Kaliko – Kjomd

What? Kjomd baby. What’s kjomd? This right here

[Hook: Krizz Kaliko]
I’m kinda jealous of my dick sometimes. Cause its always on their mind. I’m kinda jealous of my dick sometimes for sure. Cause they seem to love you more, I’m kinda jealous of my dick you know, but it gets me what I need baby. I’m kinda jealous of my dick for sure cause they seem love you more than me baby

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
You ever been in a prediciment when you and your lady are fussin’ and cussin’ and she don’t wanna deal with you but you pull out your dick and get to stickin’ her and all of a sudden wanna chill and have a meal with you. Thats crazy right? She ain’t even got a feel for you, all she want is the pecker to fetch her my telly wacker to break her back and no chatter when she mad at you no matter what kinda ill you do. My dick get all the love. So many women got jaws for blood they even give draws they kissin’ balls but no kiss at all for mug. (hahh) I no my breath don’t stink any more neglect and my chest go sink baby I want love and a kiss thang its pain but I’m sayin’ I’m kinda jealous of my dick man

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
I can already see the call, they don’t wanna be with me at all, they just wanna do D to balls. I shouldn’t a ever let it be free to ya’ll. Cause my heart be hurtin’ but my private part be squrtin’ I don’t even get a touch it in spurts whenever I’m lookin’ for love and sex be certain. I even have a lot sayin’ I ain’t givin’ you none but I can suck you off. Damn! I don’t think I would ever cut you off cause look at the crazy amount of nuts you lost but the all wanna bone me they don’t want to get to know me they wanna dome me but I’m hungry for lovin’ I never get because of my dick bitch I’m lonely

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Krizz Kaliko]
Kali Baby! It gets me in to problems and it gets me out. Gets me into arguments and don’t even know what it’s about. Call hime the Black n’ Decker pecker he’s a home wrecker drops ‘em to they knees and he’s a little chin checker. See its either him or me lately we becoming enemies only likely when I’m in between them and they say they love me when I’m in the V. I try to tell them get out and then they spit out and they scream my ding-a-ling they can’t live without, abusein’ my unit, just wish they love me more then my middle

[Outro: Krizz Kaliko]
I said you love me but I hate you, Fo’ Sho’. You can’t see me but I’ve watched you, kinda women that you love them, hoes, if there’s a way to stop I don’t, know, Kind of jealous (I’m kinda jealous of my dick you know) it’s crazy crazy crazy, I’m kind of jealous (I’m kinda jealous of my dick for sure) My johnson, my unit, my peter, my trunk, my everything wrong, I’m kinsa jealous. Kinda jealous of my dick sometimes. Yeah..

TECH N9NE – I Need A Drink

In heaven but the hell still with me
Cops pull us over yo my name Bill Bixby
That meaning a blink, I’ma do the opposite of shrink
And bink ya but I do not want to clink,
I need a drink vodka, cognac, rum, whiskey beer and tequila
I don’t wanna think, I need a drink
Whether wine, or moonshine, whatever
I’m just trying to ease my mind
I need a

Big fucking cup, shit’s fucking up, this fucking sucks
Everybody broke cause they no job
Cris stuff and puff, lit up and huff
Pissed cuss and fuss
Everybody told one and go rob
Mama need John Knox village
And that’s a lot of cheese from my skillet
But that don’t matter though cause for mamas health you know money gotta go
Radical, stab ya, no but me and the gat is compatible
I don’t know why these employers ain’t calling me
Constantly, stalling me, fuck this economy preacher be telling me read Deuteronomy,
But in all honesty, it fucking astonish me
When we broke nigga, looked at as a joke nigga
But I’m a go getter, hop up like a fourwheeler
The jacker dope dealer, run up in your hood
Chopping all stood with the ‘k till it was all good

In heaven but the hell still with me
Cops pull us over yo my name Bill Bixby
That meaning a blink, I’ma do the opposite of shrink
An bink ya but I do not want to clink,
I need a drink vodka, cognac, rum, whisk beer and tequila
I don’t wanna think, I need a drink
Whether wine, or moonshine, whatever
I’m just trying to ease my mind
I need a

Club so I can just geek, just get to it
Now I’m ducking every pig cause my nig blew it
And how we sangin’ on a nigga ain’t a funny sight
I still gotta get my motherfucking money right
Hella strong I put the I in might
Take a chunk out off a stunner with the lion’s bite
Fuck signal with nothing I ain’t about to cry and gripe
Just gonna live my every day like the Mayans right
I ain’t bullshitting, I’m a lost soul
My kids growing and they need shits that cost dough
My homie got shot right outside of…
I need a cross yo,

I need a drink vodka, cognac, rum, whiskey, beer tequila
I don’t wanna think, I need a drink
Whether wine, a moonshine, whatever
I’m just trying to ease my mind
I need a

TECH N9NE feat. Kendrick Lamar, Oobergeek – I Love Music

[Verse 1 - Tech N9ne:]
The, the
The reason that I’m breathin’
…gets me cheese while I’m eatin’ in Bad Season
Was deep in beef and was needin’ some beasta release in evenings
Instead of me being up and bleedin’ with these young heathens with cheese and obstacles
Made it possible for the flow, gotta be profitable
Your text’s audible, his inarguable prada prophet was plausible
God is so good for givin’ me music!
Liftin’, gettin’ me though it when I was fixin’ to lose it
Dudes hit Big Scoob’s shit ‘n reppin’ the blue tip
Foo’s skipped with … we jumped in the … whip
Full clips for who stick the homie for true grip
My crew, thanks to music, we all living through it
Got me out of the ghetto
Got me mucho dinero
In Cozumel, Mexico shorts and Jordans and a sombrero
This gift, ain’t given from a devil, so settle
Come and get this rebel music that’s hot as a kettle, pendejo
Saved my life, paid my lights, made my wife, say “Bye Bye”
Gave my … babes, I like prayed my mic
Would never fade, forever slayed, days I write
My chedda raise up better, faze way high hyped
My music’s one reason I always get to lay my pipe
The reason Tech Nina can comfortably say “Night, night”
Blessed me, with original flow, so Hey! Why bite?
I hear, I feel, I live, listen, and learn.
I like

[Chorus - Krizz Kaliko:]
(I love music)
Yeah, I love (I love music)
For real (I love music)
And I need (I love music)
To feel (I love music)
Go and play it (I love music)
Yeah, know what I’m saying? (I love music)
My love (I love music)
Know what I’m saying?

[Verse 2 - Oobergeek:]
Automatic when I do this
Manually, daily, monthly, annually
I get a step closer to being the coolest
Acoustic got me foolin’, about to lose it
Ooh, shit
Jump in the grind, and my hom’ Mean Mike produced it
That’s music pahtna
I’m just a poet with incredible rhythm
Words arranged will let you know he has incredible in him
I don’t mean to toot my own horn, but toot toot, ha ha
I laugh because it’s easier than do ray mi fa so la
Ti do, we know he go … on that C Note
And he can play a C Note with that B Note
I’m talkin’ truth
And I got stories that I show you that it’s walkin proof
A thousand miles of it and I can show you what I’m walkin’ through
Music ain’t a hobby, it’s an organ, of my body, that the creator provided back in January of ’92
So don’t you dare say that music skipped my generation
Your hatin’ ain’t nothin’ but motivation for these compilations
Oob

[Chorus 2 - Krizz Kaliko:]
(I love music)
Yeah, it feeds me (I love music)
I need (I love music)
You feel me? (I love music)
Know what I’m saying? (I love music)
Yeah, it’s my thang (I love music)
Know what I’m saying? (I love music)
And I love it (I love music)
Yeah, go ahead!

[Verse 3 - Kendrick Lamar:]
Music is my life
The reason why I write
Like Edgar Allen Poe on the beat, like a parasite
You thought a parachute made my flow just fall out the sky
Then you fell apart into a body part no one would buy
Nobody tried my limits ’cause they’re afraid of heights
The ambition, weak or gravity let ‘em die
I let you live until a nigga compose a rhyme
Then it’s like a Rhino in your ass every time
Time and time again I treat my pen like The Pen
Bars harder than Pelican Bay and I been
Servin’ a life sentence since the day I was ten
Nine times outta ten you only ten songs deep before you leap
Into a pool of sharks then swim
That’s an analogy on the way I do casualties
And I do this shit casually
Before the first end, I’ll be in the Hall of Fame with my picture framed, friend

[Chorus 3 - Krizz Kaliko:]
And if it wasn’t for my music, I wouldn’t be standing here!
If it wasn’t for my music, you wouldn’t have nothing to hear, yeah
And I love…

(I love music)
I need it to live (I love music)
It’s almost the … (I love music)
Yeah, and I love yeah (I love music)
This time I’ma be quiet (I love music) (Shh!!)

And I love it (I love music)
Showing I love it (I love music)
Whoa!

[Tech N9ne]

Wake Up!!!

TECH N9NE – Rock & Roll Nigga

I like big booty bitches rappin and Lynard Skynyrd
Cases of beer cold as a Kansas City winter
Drink to get drunk then find a chick and put dick off in her
Then make her take me shopping for kicks at Harold Pener
My family gave me rock, my family gave me rap
The streets gave me guap, the streets gave me straps
Black bitches fuck me, white bitches love me
Trust me I do em both at the same time rough as rugby
Do em both to Bon Jovi, and then to Public Enemy
Energy in me definitively I’m on Hennessy and then I’m on Jimmy B
I used to have red spikes at raves, and then turn around havin blue and red fights with k’s
Your parents got a cold shiver cause a pot of gold hit a fatha gorilla that’s a dolla go getta
And he’s an awesome flow spitta
Your daughter goes with a guy who loathes millers
Why?

Cause I’m a rock and roll nigga
They don’t understand me
God naturally tanned me
You don’t like it I can be a nigga
Rockin 600 diamonds, black and white bitches cryin when they eyes hit this rock n roll nigga
And I ain’t changin, got my slipknot bangin and I
Swear to God I ain’t never ever giving up
Fried chicken wings and Coors Light nigga what?

High school hung with a white bruha
Came home then I went straight to Jumu’ah
Then after that I put back on my red puma
Then bark at a chick the same height and color as Uhma
And we get the lead out to Zeplin we blow the bed out
Got a call from one of the homies in trouble so yo we sped out
Got to the hood and found a rivalry took his head out
We had to show them evil motherfuckers what that red bout
Until we find the killers you know we will search
For those who kill first we gon let the steel squirt
And this mentality’s valid because we real hurt
To ease the pain I listen to Getty, Alex and Neil Pert
Growin up it was a chore, cause I gravitated towards stuff the homies ignored
Like trippin off bad brains when on my skateboard
Even more, I named my gangsta rap label after The Doors!

Cause I’m a rock and roll nigga
They don’t understand me
God naturally tanned me
You don’t like it I can be a nigga
Rockin 600 diamonds, black and white bitches cryin when they eyes hit this rock n roll nigga
And I ain’t changin, got my slipknot bangin and I
Swear to God I ain’t never ever giving up
Fried chicken wings and Coors Light nigga what?

My momma made me, raised me
Played me 80′s made me crazy
My father played me crazy made me aid me vaugly praised me
But I’m a real with a lotta will
Remembered I would kill for a dolla bill
But that all changed with strange man I gotta deal.
Like every scholar in the game, got alotta mil
Still a riot maker fuckin bring the house down
Who that gang bangin rocker with the loud sound
That’s Tecca Nina with the shit that make them broads hound
Telekinesis with my speeches get them drawers down
And that goes for the grand dragon daughters too
And the Neo-Soul conscious chicks they wanna swallow who?
The show gritter and yo little low wigger ‘
Better not be caught with no sitta

Cause I’m a rock and roll nigga
They don’t understand me
God naturally tanned me
You don’t like it I can be a nigga
Rockin 600 diamonds, black and white bitches cryin when they eyes hit this rock n roll nigga
And I ain’t changin, got my slipknot bangin and I
Swear to God I ain’t never ever giving up
Fried chicken wings and Coors Light nigga what?

TECH N9NE – He’s A Mental Giant

He’s a mental giant, that’s what they say
He’s a mental giant to those whom may say
Oh… oh… oh… ohh.oh
Hey! hey!

Hey! I’m lookin’ down on you niggaz
Even though I’m 5’8″ & 195 pound on you niggaz
So tall I can’t even hear any of the sound you deliver
Me and my partners never see any of the hateful frowning you give us

Cause’ we smile at the bitty braggin’ wack rapper’s
Who happen to be the best at the gat master
But down to the simple fact here’s a strap past ya ta blast at ya
That after, the gap put him in the casket, last chapta, that’s laughter
? imagine a black dracula
Smashin’ ‘em with a gat to bust atcha

It went to my head as my first time
To be cocky, I’m just a giant when I burst rhyme
My leg is humongous, is ya’ll’s verse mine?
Step on the mic I can’t stop my leg like robert cline

Giant robot make u feel very low shaint
I am so hot in my skills there be pro paint
Why am I gonna squash ‘em and kill every poor thang?
Cause I’m a huge… pillberry dough man

He’s a mental giant, TECH N9NE
He’s a mental giant, TECH N9NE
He’s a mental giant, that’s what they say
He’s a mental giant to those whom may say
Oh… oh… oh… ohh.oh
Hey! hey!

Narcissistic, hard to grip it,
Dark and wicked, arts prolific,
Mars with the stars, this is far lifted,
Lyrics quit the bar with it, bar scriptures are terrific

Getta spitta witta bit of bitter marketing’
With sqrilla with a fifth of henny liqour, start to twist it
Critters sit and shiver in the slit of zillas pit of killas, gritters hit a clique of silly niggas are ficticous
On the top of the game, I’m droppin the rain, godly gifted
Hope in ya lane, and stomping ya fame, bark is vicious
You got bars to witness, yall submissive
When I get ya brains, ya thoughts is shifted
I’m incredible, highly technical nympho triumph, raw intricate
I need medical then more science, scars and stitches
Alphabetical gems blow by him, pause it a bit.
Tech n9ne a mental giant!

He’s a mental giant, TECH N9NE!!!
He’s a mental giant, TECH N9NE!!!
He’s a mental giant, that’s what they say
He’s a mental giant to those whom may say
Oh… oh… oh… ohh.oh
Hey! hey!

Mentally I’m like shaq on stilts
Strange music inc is white n black n built
For keeping’ rap on tilt
Like drinkin’ pathrone and jack prone then yack on silk quilts
Gotta fat dome that’ll last long if that’s where I’m skill’t

Giant, huge, humungous, gigantic, expanded
Been floatin’ for years and I ain’t landed
Haters can’t stand it the way that my noggi as big as kansas
But the women that listnin’ wanna know if I be talkin’ bout my damn dick

He’s a mental giant, TECH N9NE!!!
He’s a mental giant, TECH N9NE!!!
He’s a mental giant, that’s what they say
He’s a mental giant to those whom may say
Oh… oh… oh… ohh.oh
Hey! hey!

TECH N9NE – Heavy

Deformity, a bodily malformation, check
Distortion, or disfigurement, check
A Deform, person or thing, check
Gross, ugliness, check

[Verse 1]
I don’t wanna take this, I don’t wanna carry this, I don’t wanna lift this
Everyday, when I wake, wish there was I way that I can rip this
Off of my shoulder off of my back, like a big boulder got me off track
I don’t wanna be seen lookin like that
I’m looking at it, it’s mean lookin right back
Ugly, bloody, pussin, heavy
Way more sinister than the face of Jason or fucking Freddy
And that shit ways me down, got me going crazy now
Lazy round me place, cause I got shit right side of my face
How did I get it? how did I grow it? how do I cock back and just blow it
Off? Surgery yes you know it cost and I ain’t goin out to show it off
I’m just stuck in here, with this fuckin weird stuff in near
Crushin, pussin, bustin till it up and clears
I’m ready, it’s wicked, it’s gotta be, deadly
It’s everything you could imagine, bad, twisted, evil and medly
Down into eternal fire, this is where it lead me
Can hardly hold it up because this thing is so fucking heavy

[Hook]
Ewww, that’s gross, yuck, what’s that? oh my god, Disgusting, repulsive, what
The fuck?
It’s not a tumor, fuck the rumor, I need more to go, stop Staring at this
Muthafucking side show
HEAVY
Everyone you love got needs
HEAVY
I’ll shove start to buckle at the kness
HEAVY
My lord said this slow heal carry and if it don’t then it might get scary
HEAVY

[Verse 2]
Cha!
Gotta cover it up, gotta go outside to get food
How when the smell is like shit stew?
The way people are staring and lookin it gets cruel
Bad when I’m shoppin, at the walmart
They be laughin, then a brawl starts
Cause they wanna pick on a muthafucker with deformities, bless yall heart
I’m sick of it, when it’s on my back I can’t even get a women to kiss on this face
I don’t even want to live on this, place
Because all people givin is, hate
And your really gonna get it bad if your, disfigured
The more these sick gigglers, pointed my heavy load it gets bigger
They call me hunchback and I wish they wouldn’t taunt that
They be lookin at a nigga like I woke up and showin straight up shittin in
They lunch sack
Kids, grown ups, dogs, cats
All be lookin and pointing at this deformity on my back
Taking over me, I’m slowly, turning into it
This repulsive, nasty, heavy, sick, humongous pile of shit
Under my skin, infecting my blood like I have some kind of disease, it’s
Big and bulgin out of my jacket and everybody sees it

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
What is it? with this load I carry there’s problems in my life
Got big problems with the IRS and problems with my wife
Got a lot of problems with this music career, problems with my mom
And I gotta solve em quick they fallen on me
It’s a problem with this shit on, and it’s heavy
When everybody depends on you to be the shot caller
And you pushin, tryin to get all of your people over the wall, but the shit
Got taller
But you tough and determined, you rough and you learnin, you cannot do if
You not baller
So you get it and hit it one after another and look, the lump got smaller

TECH N9NE feat. Lebowski & Ces Cru – Give It Up

For real MC’s only nigga
Everybody on this motherfucking flow
Is real shit right here
Lebowski hit em’!

[Chorus]
So jittery, they think I’m back on it
So shivery, they be like dan-gonit
So quivery, they freeze at that moment
No liberty for lil’ bitty pretenders that want it
Guess what!

Give it up cause’ I never let you down [x4]

[Tech N9ne]
You see maggot money, honeys everything I wanna really feel like wanna dude see clevage
Funny, dummy if you never heard of me tecca n9na’s a beauty peep it a lot of groupies need it
If you are chum if you don’t like it then give it the backwards say (?) you gotta (?) leave it
So juicy when I beat it feed it mu-le and I eat it like sushi better heat it steam it
Makin’ em crazy crazy never much to sway these ladies
If you talkin’ bout me to a bitch and she don’t suck a dick she gon say she pay me
Wundershon tech is second to none and that it quit bums your cum but you niggas under crums dustbags
And you trippin’ cause you know deep inside your fluffed ex fuck tech paid lebowski
Then wanted permission to suck ces better give it I’m check it I’m bout’ to rip it if tech impeccable
Never no better flow when I flip it cut everybody so nigga what evolution is big enough
To get you hickin’ up when you’re bitching be licking digging nuts death is gonna be the only way
You’re cold so sorry I had to give away your soul tecca n9na never ever give it up
For the crown better tryin’ later hoe

Give it up cause’ I never let you down [x4]

TECH N9NE – Girl Crazy “Crazy Love”

To all the girls that I loved before
I only wanna love ya more
I know it sounds shady, lady

[chorus:]
Girl crazy
I know nobody can save me,
From spreadin my crazy love
I’m dippin out with your lady,
To give her some crazy love
Ain’t trynna have no more babies
So come for my crazy love
Enough to make her go crazy
Cuz I’m all about crazy love

I was born Aaron Dantes Yates
Now This song for Aaron Dantes mates, wait
IF you ever been with me
Had some sex or even kissed me,
Spend some years with me or even a quickie, trip thee
Way I handle the beast In me the peace in me and equally I chief to say the least women are weaker then me
Since I was a little fella, witta me a female-a issabella,
What the hell not 1 but its more like12 let me tell ya
Hella Bitches love me once then love me again,
While ya lovin me I’m lovin your friend, ya’ll just lovin the sin,
And all that tech time you lovin to spend, but I ain’t tryna be no husband again
Look at all this mug that I’m in,
And all this dirt that I do and this hurt put on you its true
Worse them pepe la pue what it do
To my ladies I remember the message I sent to ya I know ya think I’m a friend to ya but I’m tryna put it up into ya

[chorus]

A challenge a ghetto my uncle explained it to me, What
Kick it with bitches the picture that he painted for me
Now that I’m a G I’m bout to go in to depth got low when I crept
What a bitch you niggaz ain’t no when I slept (with who)
Sanya Tanya Vanya big booty Sandra Wanda Landa Ronda Manya V-neck and Anya
Ain’t just to fill the pound between us
Kiss the crown of my wiener
Once you lay down then you’re stuck with the killer clown the Nina
Witness my sickness this itches for the bitches with the quickness
Kisses for misses is cliquish suspicious that I hit this
What they really don’t know I had the most ludacris fling with this girl
I think the female is really the most beatifulest thing in this world
They take off their shirt take off their bra
Then let you take off their skirt and panties keep a nigger in awe
In between im such a freedom is lovin monster sex
For them to let you inside them is a fucken compliment

[chorus]

The Homie for true he’s sick
Cuz he choose these chicks
On the road I let them SUT MIN PIK
They telling me I show my wife no fidelity and lost it
Literally my way with women has costed considerably
Bitter is he who loved then lost with the grudge and cross the moss
In the land where the word lost is boss
So we quest for love and flings with the finest the life can bring to ya
True you two have a thing but it’ll never ever be singular
Guess you can say it’s the angel in me
That got these bitches havin dreams of mangling me
(I know it hurt and sucks for women when they let me thrust within them )
Why do they lay with the snake
(but cant there stop there lust for venom
But you will not forgive me baby you gots to admit we crazy)
Cuz you bring me your light and im just so ditz and hazy
My heart is massive but they want my dick
Bitch you aint never felt no shit like this so give me a kiss

[chorus]

Ooo way ya oo way ya heeeeyy ya
Ooo way ya oo way ya heey way ya

TECH N9NE feat. Lil’ Wayne, T-Pain, Krizz Kaliko – Fuck Food

Yeah
Ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah

Yeah
Yeah-uh
(Can you see?)
Yeah-uh
(She’s mine)
Uh-ah-oh-oh
(She’s mine)

[Tech N9ne]
Mmm
Yum, a stick of 5 gum is the taste on my tongue
But for the right one, I’ll spit it out and place her right on
The night’s young, meaning we minus the bright sun
And I’m numb like I’m inside ‘em like white on a ripe bun
Like that one, baby stacked wit’ a fat one
Action-pack wit’ a rack and a little bit of that ‘yac she’s passed on
Got a 36-pack of Magnums, I’m Vlad and I’m back
I’ll put a bitch in a sack and bring her back
And then I gotta go and leave a lash from the passion

(I’m crazy) Sick as hell for the ladies
They don’t give a damn that I’m manic
Even though I’m so shady
Baby girl, but don’t play me
I ain’t tryna have no babies, but baby
You braised in some slavery

Wanna excite ya, ignite the fight, so honey, taunt me
I just wanna bite you and watch you drip out Romanee-Conti
That’s 11 Gs, angel from heaven, she’s
Seven threes, hot egg and cheese for Pain, Tech and Weez

[T-Pain]
I know what you sayin’
But you know I ain’t playin’
Tryna get my dick sucked through my jeans
And oh-oh

(Girl sure look like fuck food to me)
(Girl sure look like fuck food to me)

Spin that booty ’round, drop it to the ground, let it make a sound, do-do it, baby
Do it like that, lemme see the kitty-kat, then I hit it from the back for the baby

(Girl sure look like fuck food to me)
(Girl sure look like fuck food to me)

Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh

[Lil Wayne]
Uh, now put that pussy on my lip and dip
Yeah, let’s make a movie, I’ma flip the script
Yeah, I wax that ass like Q-Tip
Yeah, float in that pussy like a cruise ship
Uh, ’cause I’m a nasty motherfucker
Yeah, I eat that pussy like the last supper
Yeah, I beat that pussy like brass knuckles
Heh, she call me daddy and she scream “Uncle”
Open up and spread, I’m pullin’ her hair, she pullin’ my dreads
I’m breakin’ her off, we breakin’ the bed
Fuck her like a dog, she shakin’ her leg
I’m killin’ it soft, I’m makin’ it red
I’m makin’ her talk, I’m makin’ her beg
I’m makin’ her crawl, I’m makin’ her run
I’m makin’ it numb, I’m makin’ it cum, I am
Young Weezy F. Baby
She wish she could make a copy of my dick and save it
(Ha-ha) Now close your mouth, don’t waste it
I got that fuck food, baby, come taste it
Tunechi!

[T-Pain]
I know what you sayin’
But you know I ain’t playin’
Tryna get my dick sucked through my jeans
And oh-oh
(Girls sure look like fuck food to me)
(Girl sure look like fuck food to me)
Spin hat booty ’round, drop it to the ground, let it make a sound, do-do it, baby
Do it like that, lemme see the kitty-kat, then I hit it from the back for the baby
(Girl sure look like fuck food to me)
(Girl sure look like fuck food to me)

Oh-oh-oh-oh

[Tech N9ne]
When I get my mittens on this kitten
She’ll be bitten, then she missin’
‘Cause she fucked up and let the Tech in
Canceled all of her ex-men
If you think you got it, nigga, say it witcha chest, then
I’m gon’ be your sex friend, rippin’ off her dress, then
Nibblin’ on her neck and I’m makin’ her wet wit’ no question
Yeah, animal magnetism, the sadomasochism
Got way mo’ cash to give ‘em, but they don’t ask, just twist ‘em
I don’t have to give ‘em stacks for me to mash within ‘em
I’m they master, hit ‘em with a lash and a nigga fast to stick ‘em
And I like ‘em all colors, multi-mack can make ‘em all love us
And make ‘em do all of us, and we don’t be trippin’ on it ’cause we all brothers
Y’all slippers, as I be trippin’ over broads, fuck it
The currency, see he keep his cards shuffled
The bitch’ll wanna let her jaws touch us, jaw-crushers
Anybody outside don’t get much news from me
‘Cause I get it in but I keep it on the hush (Who’s the G?)
This rush, you agree, this is stuff dude for fee
But the girls sho’ look like fuck food to me, ay

I don’t know what you feel
I don’t know what you think
I don’t know what you see, my nigga

(girl sure look like fuck food to me)
(girl sure look like fuck food to me)
I know what you sayin’
But you know I ain’t playin’
Tryna get my dick sucked through my jeans
And oh-oh
(girl sure look like fuck food to me)
(girl sure look like fuck food to me)
Spin that booty ’round, drop it to the ground, let it make a sound, do-do it, baby
Do it like that, lemme see the kitty-kat, then I hit it from the back for the baby
(girl sure look like fuck food to me)
(girl sure look like fuck food to me)

Now you see what I see
The lady’s mine, mine, mine, mine, mine
Now you see what I see (can you see?)
The lady’s mine, mine, (she’s mine), mine, mine, (she’s mine), mine

TECH N9NE feat. Krizz Kaliko & Smackola – Fire In The AC

Shh psycho over there
Here he comes, here he comes
Hey James
(Yeah)
You’re killin’ us with that wild red hair, bro
(I like to kill people, people like you)

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
I’m a college student sitting next to James Holmes
His mental light ain’t on n the love him like ain’t showin’
So I gotta invite him to study at my strange home
Cause he needs to be flame thrown and repeatedly banged on
‘Till his brain gone, you think you Bane? I put my fangs on
Then it’s game’s on, for the pain, gonna break his dang bones
Cause James wrong; get him a hook, to hang on
And drain Holmes veins; get em to switch his insane tone
You have entered the dungeon of real killas
Demons that will fill us with drillas and steel millas
He’ll pay me with his life, cause this animal’s real crazy
Cause this motherfucker don’t even care if he kill babies
I wish this would’ve happen like it happened in my mind
Instead of what occurred in theater number nine
My condolences the families that mourn
All humanity was torn for what he damaged see some horns muthafucker
Burn in hell for eternity for what you did
The depths of hell gonna swallow your ass

[Hook]
Gone, baby, gone, never made the dawn
Never had a fucking chance to turn crazy on
My fire in AC is he stopped ya, shock ta
Aurora Colorado, I got ya

[Verse 2: Smackola of Dirty Wormz]
Raa! Dirty Wormz
This is Amityville horror Aurora
I make him feel the flame
For the respect of the families I mention no names
And I can feel your pain; you see the devil’s face?
Look at him smiling on trial, this is a closed case
Mister Yates, let him in, close the gate
This is the date for his fate, there will be no escape
Duct tape, zip ‘em up, strap ‘em down
He’s graduatin’ here give ‘em his cap ‘n gown
Turn off your cell phones, no talking in the preview
It’s the last midnight show and you know just how it end, too
It ain’t no part two, this ain’t no cartoon
Watch ‘em start screamin’ for god when I put this fire to ‘em
This is the murder show, order the blood bath
A psychopath that murders psychopaths’ actin bad
And walk away like I’m Dexter man with my bandana to the back
In all black like I’m Batman
Dirty Worm

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Krizz Kaliko]
Hahahaha, here’s Kali
What you want me to be a killa?
Wish I can fill him with some incredible heat
And no catchin’ me slip, I stay on my feet
Call up Brotha Lynch and tell him go eat
James, your brain will be dangling from strings if the
Strangers could change it at yourself you would aim
I wish a nigga would, run up the movies while I’m in there with my kids and my boo
I would be popping them back at you, ’cause oddly they life is through
And I’m godly but might get stupid
Psychotic ain’t no excuse, ’cause I’m there too and I can prove It (okay)
We hold him for pressures and it ain’t effortless
For Holmes to count his blessings
’cause he got it in with the rest of us
And I’d love to take his chest off the rest of ‘em
Arrestin ‘em, ain’t good enough, let’s make him a vegetable
On second thought, I’mma pray for him (Nah)
Hope the angel of death opens the gate for him (yeah)
Better tell ‘em if ya bust in Aurora
All the nation’s reppin’ snake and the bat will be aiming or ya. (Kali)
In the immortal words of Tech N9ne baby
The sands of time have already begun to pour against you

[Hook]
Krizz Kaliko]
I got ya
Colorado I got you
Tech N9ne got you
Smackola got you
Strange Music that’s our biggest market
We love you our condolences to the families that lost their loved ones to this punk

TECH N9NE – Face Paint

I be so humble my regular state
All loving its never no hate,
A whole another level of yates,
How there isn’t when the brain of a rebel create
A fellow with a peddle to break
I’m settled but this devil is awake
When its applied
Something from deep inside
No longer sneaks and hides
It awakens the beast and prized
Through ligaments bones and through eyes
No reminets known as true shyness
Real men thrown in to die
Given it moments to rise
Then a metamorphosis happens like a lit torch
When its rapping hyped and its warped
And its fashions to bring forth war
And its passion
Laughin’ wickedly baby whats happenin’
Where smashing ass yes that humble guy is a has been
And no they can’t
Come make me stay saint
When I get that on I black out it feels like I may faint
Then I feel invincible never come to kid or play prank
I say what the fuck I want and do what I want to do behind my

(Face Paint)
I can be who I want to be
And I know its still me
But I’m totally free with my
(Face Paint)
I put it on for you to see
What is hiding deep inside behind my
(Face Paint)
I can be who I want to be
And I know its still me
But I’m totally free with my
(Face Paint)
I put it on for you to see
What is hiding deep inside behind my
(Face Paint)

Brian Dennis painted my face back in
The day like 94 look now ain’t it my taste
I know a lot of mother fuckers think he tainted my faith
But I keep that cross on me I pray and it just ain’t at my grace
But I ain’t perfect
Give me paint and the mic and Ima merc it
Kent Clark’s within me, when I’m up he has no purpose
Techa Nina the king that will bring the circus to the surface
Shaken the planet earth is a curse if you never heard this
Technicians started me juggalos they spotted me
Allotted me there land to expand this cultural odyssey
I’m there wicked prodigy being strange is the policy
Anybody talking nill of my family can swallow me
Scenario the more paint the marry-o a burial for Kent
He’s square his ho keep him very low
My appearance to week motherfuckers is scary tho
They cant even think of touching what I put through the stereo

Here’s my analysis:
Since the beginning I have been saying that I’m a angel
But since I accepted the ways of the world;
Money, women, I became a worldly angel
But my mother always wanted me to do it for Christ
So I think the angel inside of me is ashamed
So in order to bring you all this rawness I have learned from earth
I hide behind

(Face Paint)
I can be who I want to be
And I know its still me
But I’m totally free with my
(Face Paint)
I put it on for you to see
What is hiding deep inside behind my
(Face Paint)
I can be who I want to be
And I know its still me
But I’m totally free with my
(Face Paint)
I put it on for you to see
What is hiding deep inside behind my
(Face Paint)

(Reversed)
Think again think again nigga
Huh, The angels been long gone
You full blooded Animal (ha,ha,ha)
That’s whats inside of you
You just don’t want to admit it
But you know you’ve become… Totally Animal
And the Face Paint brings it forth ha, ha, ha

TECH N9NE feat. Krizz Kaliko & Wide Frame – Eenie Meanie Miny Ho

Say ho, can I ask you a question? would you happen to have any gray pounon?

[Verse 1 - Tech N9ne]
Eenie Eenie Eenie Meanie Miney Ho choosen bitches at my show tryin to get you at the mo popin x and smoken doe Eenie Meanie Miney Ho come in here and close the door on the bed or on the floor I’m about to let it go do you solemnly swear to put that bottom in the air and do you promise it will be bare so I can Bop It! Twist it Pull it hair is in my palm as we share pull off the magnum and (?) and then I get off it who else want some? who else want some of D’bo where she go? the one I saw (?) then fresh (?) the little bitty waste 38dd tho I see more h-o-e’s go home with me holy toledo I greet those thick and sweets with the homie wide frame and krizz kaliko.

[Hook]
Which one? pick one anybody know? this one that one if she wanna go if she trippin gotta let her know its 10 bitches right outside the door
Eenie Meanie Miney Eenie Meanie Miney Ho
Eenie Meanie Miney Eenie Meanie Miney HOE
Eenie Meanie Miney Eenie Meanie Miney WOH
Eenie Meanie Miney Eenie Meanie Miney Ho

[Verse 2 - Krizz Kaliko]
Girl gimme that ? ok ya I said it come here let me fill you with some of this here unleaded she’s a magician cuz no body knows quite where her head when I hate the strip club because I never know quite where my bread when I’m the best thing since (?) milk I told her hold up let me see one of them over the sholder bolder holders and if she light bright then we might fight with the lights out tell her I might bite her the pie and take my slice out kali baby I got chicks in different zip codes they love the way I bust a rhyme’s like I’m from flip mode I know I’m bad I ain’t trippin go get me exposed if you ain’t with it I’m movin on to the next ho (move on to the next chick) hey!!! and get her I’in and oOo’in take it to the (?) she know what I really rather be doing chewin her up like a hour later some now some latter I know you should get hips for tips but I’ll be damned if I pay you, tell me.

[Hook]
Which one? pick one anybody know? this one that one if she wanna go if she trippin gotta let her know its 10 bitches right outside the door
Eenie Meanie Miney Eenie Meanie Miney Ho
Eenie Meanie Miney Eenie Meanie Miney HOE
Eenie Meanie Miney Eenie Meanie Miney WOH
Eenie Meanie Miney Eenie Meanie Miney Ho

[Verse 3 - Tech N9ne]
Errrr, Just Got Narly cuz one just said I hope he don’t carve me, your not invited to my swarie, sorry, I mean swarley (whats that?) party, didn’t you see weird science bitch where definin click but we fear the lion chicks tryin to get N9ne’s dick on to the next one step in to my section get some flesh done in bed hun Red Rum (?) even gotta cake these ladies well might cake a little so I can lay these but she don’t require cake straight want to take d’z so I just said ana may just take the cake please.

[Hook]
Which one? pick one anybody know? this one that one if she wanna go if she trippin gotta let her know its 10 bitches right outside the door
Eenie Meanie Miney Eenie Meanie Miney Ho
Eenie Meanie Miney Eenie Meanie Miney HOE
Eenie Meanie Miney Eenie Meanie Miney WOH
Eenie Meanie Miney Eenie Meanie Miney Ho

TECH N9NE – E.B.A.H.

I’m really mixed up, yes, I know
A lot of good and bad stuff as I grow
So now that I gotta live life when I’m both all I can say

[Hook]
What’s my name? EBAH!
Evil brain, angel heart
Evil brain, angel heart
Evil brain, angel heart
Evil brain, angel heart!

[Verse 1]
Fucking right, I’m a maniac and I’m loving it
Call me anything but my motherfucking government
I can love a bit, no, a big my love’ll get
But in my brain I stay insane and I’m always on some other sh*t!
Really wanna fuck a bitch, E.B. can’t get enough of this
See me take what I stuck her with then I gotta run and give it to another chick
Gutter trick, suck a dick! State the texture of a brick
Making them Magnum rubbers split, what a prick, the brother’s sick!
Now back to my love, like to go there
Even when it’s annoying like long nose hair
I can so share my heart in the cold air
And it’s no fair, the size of it is so rare
Bloody murder, muddy word of wretched death rhymes
Take me light and my darkness will take your breath time
Call me Chakratease or you can call me Tech N9ne
But since I found my new sinister out of respect I’m

[Hook]
What’s my name? EBAH!
Evil brain, angel heart
Evil brain, angel heart
Evil brain, angel heart
Evil brain, angel heart!

[Verse 2]
Liberate me, Lord
I’m an angel and on this wicked planet nobody understands my angle is love
I was sent from above, but I’ve landed in blood
Psycho bandit, I’ve become a frightful damage and scud
Missile you Mitchells are misinformed and mixed in the middle of my menace
Murderous, Michael Myers’ my mimic
Mom, you made a monster, I’m making minions in minutes
Money motivated mishap, as moody as Monica’s menage
Feel like I’m on Molly, heart as big as my body
When a hottie gets naughty, it’s racing like a Ferrari
My obese heart swelling when it beats hard, telling me
To freak, not willing, like a beast, I’m yelling
Bloody murder, muddy word of wretched death rhymes
Take me light and my darkness will take your breath time
Call me Socrates or you can call me Tech N9ne
But since I found my new sinister out of respect I’m

[Hook]
What’s my name? EBAH!
Evil brain, angel heart
Evil brain, angel heart
Evil brain, angel heart
Evil brain, angel heart!

[Verse 3]
My heart, smell like, vanilla icing
If slicing my chest open, a light beam of nice things
Of Christ brings bright wings, placement from thy king
Knight, seems right around the corner in my dreams
Horse shit, piss and human puke is this smell
To whom ever wondered my level, this is hell
Inside my crown I kill a gangster with fecies pig tail
And I’ll live 137 years like Ishmael
Yeah, nigga, it ain’t misspelled
E.B.A.H, there go creepy A. Yates
Using women as a bait, and they face, fishscale!
Just another nut, of the other sock
Sweet as a buttercup and fake as a rubber duck
Evil brain, angel heart, yes, I utter much
And I never cover up, why? (I’m a Klusterfuk)

[Hook]
What’s my name? EBAH!
Evil brain, angel heart
Evil brain, angel heart
Evil brain, angel heart
Evil brain, angel heart!

TECH N9NE – Earregular

The Great Omnipotent Doc Strange is my name!
Six-six-triple-eight-four-six-nine-nine-three
Never don’t try find me
Why? Why? Cause I’m lost in the clouds
N9ne? Earregular boss in the house

[Verse 1]
I don’t hear what you hear, nigga
Because I hear different you label me a wierd nigga
I like that, and I like mixing dark and some clear liquor
For the night cap, although we ain’t the same I cheers with ya
Then I’m right back, listning to Doors records
While I get groupie whores naked
If it’s a blood and gore message, in a movie I’ll sure catch it
My brain’s a vorplex it, got many levels, your message
Make a nigga want to ignore that shit, y’all pissy poor, that’s it
Intricate bred I’m a bit, pompous, if I want it, that I’mma get
While you’re mad at your bitch
Cause you know she at the back of the bus kissing the tat on my dick
You gotta be sick, then I had her, thick anatomy, hit with the flattery tricks
Stagger these raggety battery pricks
Snake and bat ain’t average, that’ll be quits
On one, two, three, my nigga!
Doing four much with five, I be, my nigga!
Six thousand and seven hundred degrees, my river!
Ate a earregular mind state, but it fried N9ne’s liver, huh?!

[Hook x2]
Earregular, we’re nebula
Dear secular listeners, we’re here next to ya
Giving you fear messed with original weird stress for ya
Peer pressure, the ignorant near deaf niggas!

[Verse 2]
I know that my style is diff’rent!
Meanwhile I get frowns and lips bent
He better know, we let it go, flee, never throw, glee at a ho, see that a pro
Will make the sounds breaking down the distance
I get my psyche blown, when I sit and write these songs
Then I fuck with my Nikes on: “Plop, plop, plop, plop!”
To the women it might be wrong, cause in the middle of the night he gone
And the wife of the night she’s home: “Stop, stop, stop, stop!”
So many sicknesses that I get medicine, I get it up off a nigga
But it can never disappear, I know many get with this
But it’s a couple of really stupid individuals looking for the N9na fate
Cause I innovate, and I be the Yates, they can disintegrate
Guess my sin it begins with the number before ten
And being a clown, always been and raised!
When I rhyme my design isn’t mindless
You can find Tech, flowing up the divine stretch
Never spineless, spider K’s a rhyme vet
And we ain’t the only earregular since I got Stevie, Mayday and I signed Ces

[Hook x2]
Earregular, we’re nebula
Dear secular listeners, we’re here next to ya
Giving you fear messed with original weird stress for ya
Peer pressure, the ignorant near deaf niggas!

[Verse 3]
Y’all motherfuckers stuck on stupid (Duh!)
I tried to slow it, but my flow’s no lucid, thing
I gotta be clever to do “This Ring”
You can feel it if you 67 or you 15 (“Aggin!”)
Yeah, that’s “nigga” backwards, Tech N9ne be that spitter master
With a Cris, with her mugs, and I’m with a grasher
Let a chick on the bus and I’m finna smash her
Could have been a bastard
Swimming in cash and the laughter, I’mma sinner faster
Better get a pastor

[Hook x2]

Earregular, we’re nebula
Dear secular listeners, we’re here next to ya
Giving you fear messed with original weird stress for ya
Peer pressure, the ignorant near deaf niggas!

TECH N9NE feat. Krizz Kaliko – D.K.N.Y.

[Tech N9ne:]
A young lady was talking to me the other day ask me if I heard a new song called Bob (Battery Operated Boyfriend), and when I think about it from as far back as I can think, Almost every woman I can remember had one, but I ain’t the kinda nigga that just take that lightly like oh that’s nothing, that’s normal for a woman to have a dildo, my mind goes to why do they need it, cause we absent, then I ask myself why are we absent, then I think about us Being takin into slavery where learning to read was forbidden, Can’t read won’t have a proper education, no proper education, can’t get a proper job, don’t have a proper job, don’t have money to live and eat, Gotta eat to live so you do the only other thing you know that’ll definitely put food on the table, hustle dope on the streets, Hustle dope, might have to kill another nigga, kill somebody go to the Feds, go to the Feds for ever ever ever, get to sleeping with them boys, do that might contract aids, get out give that to your woman, she give it to the next nigga, you and that nigga start funkin, one of the niggas kill the other, then it’s the same cycle all over again, we absent, dead or in jail, no I ain’t that kinda nigga.

I am not the cryin bitch,
I get up out to try and grit,
Put my vocal tape I sell it then I’m a get to buyin shit,
Made it up out the lions pit,
No fuckin the n9ne this is some high n mighty spit I’m rhymin in the year the Mayans writ, destruction, introductions to new fuck men,
Working for the government,
Snups and lust they trust in,
I was in the golf when us had a post reduction,
But for the soldiers stuffed in dust we gotta turn up the cups then,
And party with they families,
We kickin it to anarchy we granted these insanities the kid would get humanity,
Vanishing is who standing in vanity,
Damn it B L O O D you scammed that T you die under canopy,
I don’t trip off with another nigga do
And I don’t lip off to another niggas crew if I ain’t got a trigger to I’m tryin to live a few, they say you different kinda nigga you.

[Chorus:]
Close to my rage,
And far from a jiggaboo,
Do your thing,
You different kinda nigga you,
Over came the shit that they be giving you,
Do your thing you different kinda nigga you,
Close to my rage,
And far from a jiggaboo,
Do your thing,
You different kinda nigga you,
Over came the shit that they be giving you,
Do your thing you different kinda nigga you.

[Krizz Kaliko:]
I’m a different,
B R E E D,
And I live it,
See the people lovin on me,
And I give it,
My hardware including the arteries
I don’t be horrible like me if you ain’t water soluble,
I use it,
How you gonna change the game if you ain’t got game changin music,
And I lose it whenever niggas ain’t the same and they plain Jane and april fools it,
I beastly slipped and like my sides is greasy till the industry on the eyes it ain’t so easy,
Lookin at me like a leopard,
Now they lovin the keffer,
Lookin like I’ll never make it,
Lookin like it own pepper,
While my musics so Sebastian Bach,
When the world ain’t thinking like I’m thinking better dummy it up but the cash is stopped,
I gotta smash it a Asher Roth that’ll shake the spot,
And so he has so much time in his song and that gots to say alot,
Tryin to get paper fore the paper stop I’ll make a plot to make my bank account look like Vegas minus the bacon twat,
It’s effortless for me to pepper it with cleverness but they just gimme
A glimpse of the pimps who they be steppin in,
Got em guessing what I’m gonna (do)
Never change my lyrics (to)
Be jeffin with you jigga,
Different kinda nigga you.

Close to my rage,
And far from a jiggaboo,
Do your thing,
You different kinda nigga you,
Over came the shit that they be giving you,
Do your thing you different kinda nigga you,
Over came the shit that they be giving you,
Do your thing you different kinda nigga YOU!