Lyrics:
Gang
[Tech N9ne]
I remember my school days
When I was dancer
Back when LL Cool J was walkin with a panther
Actually dancing was not
But rap was
reminded
That none of you just will ever know who the N9ne is
And you never heard of the homie from the Show-me
Punk that! I know you niggas know me
While I'm here, I should really thank MGK, UGK, Tech N9ne, Uzi spray
My other twelve personalities wasn't really in the mood today
Hi kids, here's some
I'd let the gang hit you
Tech N9ne, Marley Young
Real shit
What did I do wrong? I just supplied the home, but now they loan free justice
I ain't sittin', waiting by the phone
They think that N9ne is gone, they
minute
I blend it, expands quick, it slams wicked rhymes
Grand spittage, h.a.m. with it, fam dig it's, n9ne
Chea! hard to see me like the background
Your
their rhymes up
N9ne's a mindfuck
I'm the kind to design the crime
Bury them all in lime
Your shine's behind us
Stop you can do it all day
But
the shoulder gets
Cause we over it, over it
So we takin' over it
Time's up
I'm just
Gonna make it difficult for other rappers to get their rhymes up
N9ne's
Everybody on the planet understand it I give them a drug
And I get no rest time until it sets shines
I say it's Alucard you call it Tech N9ne
By now you
and sons where Tech N9ne eats
39th at the bootleg I used to find peace
But at the scottish right on lynnwood masons at times meet
I used to kick it
bless it)
Hit it from the front or from behind (Get naked)
I'm horny baby don't you waste my time (Don't mess with)
Psycho alpha schitzo Tech N9ne
do to me, all night long!
(your my sex toy)
Tech N9ne, hella freaky baby
(Yeah, Yo, Check it..)
I see you lookin at me starin' at techa nina baby
I
on somebody who helped
you get signed black hearted devil in you yo that's
just crime all these verses are directed towards you TECH N9NE
for verse one
should sign with Tech N9ne
You design erect lines, who am I to just lie?
Every single night I play your music right at bedtime
And usually I'm not into
heaven is callin' my name
[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
I feel that pain comin' from inside
My people had the same drinkin' and then died
Devil in my brain
that this one knew
That one is N9ne, you brung his time to everyone and rhymed
All though some is blind you brung his lines to the sun and shined
slams wicked rhyme
Grand spittage, HAM with it
Fam dig it's N9ne
Chea, hard to see me like the background
Your rap styles comin' softer
Than a cat’s meow
days
When Tech N9ne called and he asked for may day
Ubi, Dax and Kaliko all came
Now the whole damn club is fucking or engaged
Tour of duty so unruly
act a fool
Lets go koo koo jump get loose when in the party everybody move, move
Check it out I'm fearless
N9ne's a sniper never bit off a rapper
koo jump get loose when in the party everybody move, move
Check it out I'm fearless
N9ne's a sniper never bit off a rapper
If I'm near death
I'm
put some weight on it
dance for me now
(x2)
Tech N9ne
Ya You have now entered your girls phsyce
you no longer have to wonder where she might be
you
Bad day with my bitch
Negativity on my phone is ridiculous
Limo shine up on the real Tech N9ne
They talkin' 'bout I'm the sickness
Comin' at that
do to me, all night long!
(your my sex toy)
Tech N9ne, hella freaky baby
(Yeah, Yo, Check it..)
I see you lookin at me starin' at techa nina baby
I
it)
Slaughterhouse gang, Tech N9ne go and get it
Lot of molly, an out of body experience
I'm feeling kind of Gotti and all ya'll into weird events
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