1.He Wanna Be Paid
(Intro)
Tech N9ne in this bitch (Tech N9ne, Tech N9ne)
Bout to make em dance once again baby (once again baby)
But this time, I'ma talk about one of my friends baby
(yeah) yo it's been long overdue baby (that's right)
Long Overdue (how we do it)
But you asked for it
So now I gotta give it to you, (give it to you)
Get Paid
(Verse 1)
Let me tell you a little story about this nigga I know
From the M and the O
A chemical nigga who says I got criminal flows
I'ma set the record straight for a second
Everybody knows this nigga is hot-headed
And due for a mic checkin.
You drew first blood in '94
Trickin with my baby momma
You know the one you called a ho
I'ma let you know
That if you take it back to the past
When I was squeezing hella ass and playin hookie
You can ask my bro, He will let you know
Back then I shared my pussy.
You was using music as a form of pursuing
Pussy sneakin in her bed and beggin for a screwin
Who the fuck is you foolin？
I can still make her make you put yo muthafuckin mic down
Straight interrupt yo show
And serve yo ass in her nightgown
Right now
Fuck the rappin, we can fight now
Tight style, Sell for miles
Change the name Vell to Vall
Call him Dame or Gal
Cause the way he came was foul
Nigga that's bitch shit
Tech N9ne you dissed it
But they missed it
Told me that you sold 200,000 with pride
But you lied, I don't mean to hurt yo feelings inside
But you sold 5,000 Nationwide
You a clown man
You niggaz think I jokin, go check the SoundScan
All I wanna know is.
(Chorus)
Why this nigga steadily savin his flows for me？
(He wanna get paid)
And why this nigga basin his whole life on challenging me？
(He wanna get paid)
Fuckin with 56 Villain get you shot up
Midwest side will chase em down with a choppa
Motherfucker thinking Teccanina gonna chop up
Something wrong with his medullah oblongota.
(Verse 2)
Yo
This nigga struggling to be the better man
Why fuck around with a tech milla meter
When you know the nigga is a clever brand
Naw, I ain't never ever seen the niggaz video
Cause It never ran
And you got the audacity to say Tech N9ne ain't a veteran？
Nigga, I wrote my first rhyme in '85 right
'86, '87, '88, name me Tech N9ne right
'89, '90, I was rippin hella shows, don't you even try cat
'90 through '99 equals 15 years and I done rapped with some of
the best
Motherfucker can you buy that？
We recognize you wanna be the best rapper in Kansas City
That's small time
That's why yo shit will never be in the hands of many
My shit is clean and packs a punch pal
And yeah you right, yo shit's a sloppy hurl and drunk style
This nigga is failin in the biz
Bets step behind this
Don't know where his mind is
That's why the Nina's bout to tell it like it is
Tech Tech N9ne is
Kansas City's Finest
All I wanna know is.
(Chorus)
Why this nigga steadily savin his flows for me？
(He wanna get paid)
And why this nigga basin his whole life on challenging me？
(He wanna get paid)
Fuckin with 56 Villain get you shot up
Midwest side will chase em down with a choppa
Motherfucker thinking Teccanina gonna chop up
Something wrong with his medullah oblongota.
Yo, the fact is we both ain't makin no real money
And I'm blastin a nigga which makes the situation real funny
I'm beginning to see real deals, real scrill and real honeys
And you don't wanna get with a nigga that's sick makes you a
real dummy
He said I worship satan and he worship god that's why we can't
work
Nigga that's a cop out, bout to make yo eyes pop out when I whip
my cock out
And say I seen you comin out of Roc house
This is the third round knockout
When you die and all ya piss, cum, and feces drop out
Tellin motherfuckers we bit (Let's Get Fucked Up)
From yo just locally hit (Bounce, Bounce, Bounce, Bounce)
Knowin the shit that we spit (Make bitches wanna fuck)
And make niggaz get on they grit (And yo shit don't)
We officially bumped heads at the Lou Ou
Niggaz are through now
Who growled at the Holy Temple Bandits Crew style
Niggaz are too foul
Sole and Tech, and you can bet you'll never see em wet
You sound like Chuck Rock, with a little bit of DMX
Now I'ma end this by sayin Regime Life and 56 Vil
Said Tech rappin on his shit payin for him and his kids meals
I feel bad for the nigga, so I'ma let it out
A gift from me to you, Ex-Cousin, Retalliate and go get breaded
out...
(Chorus)
Why this nigga steadily savin his flows for me？
(He wanna get paid)
And why this nigga basin his whole life on challenging me？
(He wanna get paid)
Fuckin with 56 Villain get you shot up
Midwest Side will chase him down with a choppa
Motherfucker thinking Teccanina gonna chop up
Something wrong with his medullah oblongota
Fuckin with 56 Villain get you shot up
Midwest side will chase him down with a choppa
Motherfucker thinking Teccanina gonna chop up
Something wrong with his medullah oblongota
(Outro)
NIGGA
A gift from me to you, this what you wanted, retalliate and go
get yo bread
(blows kiss)
2.Be Warned
Yomega, the end
Check it out, check it out
Anybody wanna go to war wit a nigga like Tech Neezle
We killin' them evil people, anybody thinkin' evil is feasible
Need to go, everybody that's baned for
I'm a killa wit a chainsaw, I'm a damagin' mangar
The devilish death by an angel, change all
Fuck a nigga, buck a nigga when he wanna get a piece
Of my native Amerikilla, Forealla, gorilla like me
Tha mothafucka might see or might not see
Then I bought me broccoli
You can lock me in a cell wit a Nazi whiter than oxy
And he wouldn't wanna box me
When I'm finished, demind is the minish
To comin' out blacker than a shocked lee
Numba N9ne, what？
Complete the heat, release the beast for me, defeat
Irregular, secular, right next to ya watchin' tha beat
Have sex wit ya Midwest in a shakin' hella hands and kissin'
babies
Spittin' that shit that'll make yo mom go crazy
In a war zone can you repeat the words, be warned three times
So all your fears and stress will no longer exist
Be warned, be warned, be warned
We mothafuckaz this is lyrical warfare
Don't nobody wit Tech N9ne betta bust back
Like a mothafucka, oh yeah
Anybody wanna diss Tecca Nina
You know this mothafuckaz goin' nowhere
Eleven, eight, seventy, O N E bomb
These punk mothafuckaz betta be warned
I write the scripture to flip ya
No course to got you when I ripped cha, lyrics bit cha
Like nos flopped do when I lit cha, when I spit cha
Right before I shot you
El legua selam brock ma to allow what I betta got to
Feelin' my heart hates my brain
(Brain, brain)
'Cause my brain makes me do things that causes my heart pain
(Who's to blame？)
Never will the Nina name any names
(Names, names)
But, uh, mothafuckaz wantin' Nina
To sell his soul for the price of fame
Fuck that with a big dick
Never will I get wit a mothafucka
Tryin' to get the millimeter twisted
Bow to me, six, six, triple eight, forty six, ninety nine, three
We'll beware on top of the world, it's mine
Look ma, I made it, same delayed it
But a higher power okayed it, so I sprayed it
Nigga, nigga, warfare
Don't nobody wit Tech N9ne best bust back
Like a mothafucka, oh yeah
Anybody wanna diss Tecca Nina
You know this mothafuckaz goin' nowhere
Eleven eight seventy, O N E bomb
These punk mothafuckaz betta be warned
3.Blue Streak
At my back
Untame i run with a game no time for the fame.
I proclaim my name with a shame it's insane my brain full of
pain.
Such strange in the game to maintane my juice but i came with no
shame.
Hella richess i aint the game it's in my veins i changed from
cotton to rugging to raise (？)
My frame wicked (？) crazy derranged.
Anything go's my life chose was money and women i had no
intentions of gettin fro's.
Blows hearts hits to the nose. Use to be like my bro's but those
foe's got me behind doors case closed.
Three in the row doing it to get back on my toes yo this once
gotta go no amateur but a pro lettin you know i'm back and i'm
after the dough.
Devil with pedal to the floor.Gotta get it
Pride blue streak
Time to eat
Pride to be
Find blue streak
Pride blue streak
Time to eat
Pride to be
Find blue streak
Can't trust no one better bust everbody is corrputed for a buck
i get em stuck runnin mugs so imma duck,
undercover and bug anybody who touches any bussiness i can duck
No fool for the mugs,
no chris style for the guts,
no ice for the sluts plus no souls for satan to suck i glutch a
nut to live plus rocks and suchs in a rug right after retrieving
em though luck.
Killer generation is my breed, now i am involved in a high
speed, hard rock double m sci fi, if any have the halfs of the
pie leaves.
Thiefs fraudecio p's black hearts full of greed who need
D-I-A-M-O-N-D-S converted to cheese,
lord help me please jeaze em me lease lost em and never failed
in the seas.
Pride blue streak
Time to eat
Pride to be
Find blue streak
Pride blue streak
Time to eat
Pride to be
Find blue streak
No scratchs no stacks no kickback no hit in the back of the
escalade cadillac,
found in deep in the bitch i can padle back.
Undercover blown my richess all gone identity prone to look up
and break in your home with a chrome.
Own one, everbody loves my tone gun done no more lethal killers
to run from.
Thieves converted to something you wont believe never greave
homie handed over the blue streak with eaze no more crime or
Leave any place like the floridan keys with a breeze where u can
do no shoes and short sleeves but i bring my ladies and
g'strings blue skys watching the blue streak glissen in my eyes.
Pride blue streets
Time to eat
Pride to be
Find blue streak
Pride blue streak
Time to eat
Pride to be
Find blue streak
Pride blue streaks
Time to eat
Pride to be
Find blue streak
4.Celcius
He is cold as ice, He is cold as ice (Celcius)
He is cold as ice, He is cold as ice (Celcius)
He is cold as ice, He is cold as ice (Celcius)
He is cold as ice, He is cold as ice (Celcius)
Underrated long awaited everybodoy feel me when i made it
They debated could'nt faded niggas even tried to imitate it
Do you really wanna make ninna hit 'cha with one of these killa
flows
Everybody know i got the kinda scripts that'll make a demon
catch a cold
Got the money got tha power
6 hooks wet up in tha shower
With the cleana Tecca Ninna
Cold when im bustin at tha cowards
When I finish droppin this freeze out send em to the acropolis
Hail to the pop in this when the villians mobbin is marvelous
When me lay me head in Les Misarables (Killa)
With the backwards this I be the god (Zilla)
My zero degrees makin 'em freeze with love of a millimeter gun
Servants in the back keep bringin me spoo d's with 151
Hella choices of women
Take 'em to the room drop the semen
Have the little one show 'em how to power bomb demons
My flow'll find the temper in ya, wimper in ya
I'm too cold so dont even botha takin my temperata, nigga
I am cold as ice
I am cold as ice (Celcius)
He is cold as ice
He is cold as ice (Celcius)
Freeze me with your (？？？)
Ice Ice baby
Yo the evils gonna get triple teamed
I freeze demons till they brittle ice cold lyrical prodigy
Your life is but a triple beam
Good and bad minions in the middle me and satans dicodomy
obviously
Nonsmalable cromda lyricombolus, psych, thought i'd just speak
another language
That Tech N9ne be the strangest
Mr. freezmizer before the fatality let finish my slushy like
Budweiser you an apetizer
Flowin off yellin with a passion
Blastin no time to ration
Ever lastin cashin a vast stash colda then aspen askin'
Where the real mc's at
Were the competition leavin all the women soaked like
On a mission to get tha punanny wet then it freezes
Which means i'm free from diseases
No melting internal burning no fevers thanking Jesus memen
celcius
57 56 never fessed never fold
Brown bandana on my head lookin like Eskamo when I roll
Ask my crew if you dont know
Tech will show you the crispy show
Can't fuck with this (Comin' straight from the abis)
Zero Celcius
I kicks ass for the cash and I get it, get it
Ain't nobody on the planet fuckin wit it, wit it
I heard you bust that weak ass flow when you did it need to quit
it
Know that when the gat spit a rap its a blizzard don't forget it
I wear my sunglasses at night all hatas dont understand (What's
that)
Cause when my gun blasts its bright cause I can, cause I can
(That's right)
Demons tryin to show me whats sizzilin' think your heated leavin
them froze with ninna flows
Leavin no need to repeat it
You can't unthaw this flawless
When we rollin with rogue dogs
When they saw we was ballas
Keepin' hatas locked in tha closet from all us
Back up off us
Me and Juan steppin' off in the night quick
Killin' evil with an icepick
To watch the worms crawl in the worms crawl out
In your stomach and out your mouth
Celcius
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