1.B.I.T.C.H.
No, you ain't supposed to put on your devil suit
When you come up in the church, young mayne
Now they ain't about to think you a rebel
You 'bout to make them think you birthed from flames
La la la-di-da-da, wanna be on TV just to show out for mi mama
But breakin' into colored houses, admit
That it's a bitch when you sick like this
Puttin' all the face paint I can put on
Put my black jeans and black hood on
That's your TV I just stood on
With a faded habit this brother swerves when I sip vodka
I'm the latest rabbit, in other words; I'm a hip-hopper
You disc jackers never played me, you said my shit stopped ya
2001, I mixed opera now every cliques' got the
Sick caca with lots of rippin' about they chips, oughta
Listen to this quick chopper flippin' and poppin'
With the spirit of Pac and Big Poppa!
Ya! This for your motherfuckin' rap quotes
My shit is surprisin' and shockin' like Barack votes
The traps broke when I rapped with Tunechi and Stacks though
OG Mug said I'm gonna be the first rapper to cross over to black
folk
Ya, I'm breakin' into colored houses
Polo boots and hella dark-colored outfits
Ya, I'm breakin' into colored houses
Fellas better put a chastity belt on your spouses
Man, it must suck to be you niggas
Cause it don't suck to be this rich
If you not fuckin' with me, brethren
You can suck upon this dick
Man I just get it how we get it where I live
Somebody better call 911 (Call 911)
I'm breakin' in these niggas cribs!
Yeah, we out here workin'
One things fo' sho', two things for certain
I'm for real! That's how I live
Somebody better call 911 (Call 911)
I'm breakin' in these niggas cribs!
Since 2001 my people dodged me like Durango
Now at my shows I see more N-words than Django
From Missouri like Nelly, Chingy and that chain hang low
But Kansas City somewhere over the rainbow
I'm in yo' house baby, I'm in yo' living room
Lookin' down yo' blouse lady, and everybody is in tune
To Tech Ninna, sex fiend a threat to his and whom
They got a beautiful woman and givin' poon
They want it cause I'm bout to be big and BOOM
Breakin' into colored houses is hard, mane
Cause everybody got guns
And they got dogs
And they got bars mane
But I'm comin' thru that TV
All the ghetto is gon' see me
Sippin' the KC Tea
Now you know Tech N9ne now everybody want a freebie!
My people missin me, like Diana Ross
No this ain't MMG, but I am a boss
Although I'm wicked see, I'm fly and I floss
So why am I lost
Like my jam is off
Yes you a day late
Better late than never I'm a veteran
My cheddar been truly silly like Stevie J face
Every last one of these evil haters they see me vacate
Tip to the crib, turn on the television and see my face like,
'Hey wait.'
2.Colorado
feat. B.o.B, Ces Cru, IMAYDAY!, Info Gates, Krizz Kaliko, Rittz
＆ Stevie Stone
You know it's that fire, I can't get no higher! Do, Do, Do, Do
I came to turn the night up, now watch me as I light up
I smoke in Amsterdam, in Denmark, Christiana!
Canada, then Germany, now everybody in this twist ganja
But when I go to my set, get home big Tech ？？？
Some of that new legal purple good colora-juana
Already know what it is
I'll get her open
Walkin' sideways
And I'm burnin' down the bush
I'mma hold it in and blow it in your face!
Uh, uh, Info Gates
Back in the Sunshine State
And droppin' ＊ over my face
I just can't explain
Ease your pain
Up-up high, up-up high
A little bit of that sativa
Colora-do!
3.Dwamn
Speak of my language
People I hang with
You can't find this in ya big book
Never heard before
My crew bitch look
Hellurr straight crown and a burrr
And after I'm finished you know I'mma drink some murrr
But I got 20／20 vision when I'm pitchin' listen
I spot them chickens like never slip 'em like a transmission
You like baileys I like ladies, I'm quite crazy
And maybe a little shady to hit tonight baby, cookies
I gotta bang they wanna hang with a real nigga
All day every by myself not a gang
Wanna go night night nigga
I'mma so nice light hitter, like a swisher
I don't know why I bit 'er won't stroke by my nuts
Papa getcha! Wi-wi-wi-witch
If u hide the puta away from me then
You can blow me, like a hooka!
They know I'm a crowded prusta on the pooty-tang ya booty bang
And I wish I was your loofah!
Oooh you're sweeter than Dean ＆ DeLuca
Trying to boost ya this my number that I shoot ya
So hot I need a fan on it (uhhuh) everybody wanna land on it
(uhhuh)
So com'on and put ya hand on it (uhhuh) now what's damn with a
wam on it？
DWAAAAAMN!!! like bam like blaow like
DWAAAAAMN!!! like blam like wow like
DWAAAAAMN!!! Say bitch (say what？) Okay Madame, that's enough to
make the whole spot say 'DWAAAAAMN!!!'
4.Fortune Force Field
I can see it right in front of me
But something is saying no
Granted alot is coming but sum major ideas still trying to make
it go
Fortune force field
I can taste it but can't drink it
I can make it when I think it
Can't mistake it so distinctive
Man I hate this when I dream and can't believe it
I gotta let it go
(Sooo) It's on for the tonight
(Ohhh) Hope this wall is ready for a fight
(Yooo) In this hole im reaching for the light
(Nooo) A lot of dreams are lost in the night
Why you wanna try to take my bill
Take it I mean real wicked I've see real
Live it I've been feel I mean vexed
Un-ex-pect-ted-ness when everything is the best
I get em in ta rest but then
A nigga regrets I gets the money
But next im in debt, I won
What I mean I loss take green from a boss
Be the things that I dream but
They intervene they get my creme
And then I'm off whose they they turned the mutha fucking best
position
Into a deposition dealing with that will
Make you wanna ex the mission
Never no checks to get to and
That's the bitching
How do I maintain my autonomy
With so many leaches in this economy
My moaning is mearly monetary
But the moment is really kinda scary
Try to beat my high score
But I fight forward despite lawyers and
Eye for an eye because my types warrior
Never the less I inherit the big floor speel
I'm steady pushing to break down this fortune force field
(Sooo) So it's on for the tonight
(Ohhh) Hope this wall is ready for a fight
(Yooo) In this hole im reaching for the light
(Nooo) A lot of dreams are lost in the night
5.Meant To Happen
Cause it was all meant to happen
It was all meant to happen
No wonder why you kept walkin' my way
Cause it was all meant to happen
It was all meant to happen
No wonder why you kept walkin'
My mom was 18, waitin' for her prom date
Which was my father, yes, this night's gonna be beyond great
Two years prior they both created Aaron Yates
So the bond straight with two fine mates, so mom waits
And waits, in the upstairs window watchin'
For my pops and it was shockin' that he never ever came knockin'
Just left her, in her prom dress and that's the eve
Where all the stress hit aggressively, she had her first
epileptic seizure
And kept havin' them, doctor, help the sick lady
Medicine with the quickness, just maybe it'll stop
'Member this, in '80 I was, nine
Asleep and I heard somethin' collapse
Hopped up with nothin' but tighty whitie
Saw my mom just fell and slapped the floor
She shakin', I'm scared, I ran out the house in my underwear
'Help my mama' is all that's comin' out my mouth
A neighbor came to help so mama wouldn't die
As a little kid watchin' the ambulance take her way I'm
thinkin', why？
6.Rock-A-Bye
feat. Ben-G Da Prince of Soul
(Rock, rock) Rockabye! (Rock, rock) Rockabye!
(Stop, stop) Stop, you won't play me
(Not, not) Not a guy (Hot, hot) Hot as I
(Rock, rock) Rockabye, baby!
(Go to sleep, go-go-go to sleep) You make me go
(Go to sleep, go to sleep) Oh, you make me go
(Go to sleep, go-go-go to sleep) You make me go
(Go to sleep) Rockabye, baby
(THERAFLU!)
That's what it be feelin' like when they bear you through
Every stereo radio and they swear you true
But the dopey delivery is unbearable
Drink (CARIBOU!)
Gotta grab your nads, you in the building
Rip it 'till you blast they ass up in the ceiling
Look, a lot of rappers' trash, ain't got the feelin'
Not in your brain to wanna change up your energy game
What a shame, you got a name, but you're lyrically lame
Sedated, save it, cause your memory stained
From 'caine you're faded, a beginner remains
With fame you're jaded and you give me your lane
I came to spray it and it finna be pain
Will you please, stop
Rappin' that crap that you givin' me, mayne？
I been fiendin' fo', meanin' flow
But they thought process seemin' slow
You ain't gotta rap hella fast for me to like you
But wake the fuck if they screamin', bro!
And that's good you're able to get your green and go
But a lot of you shouldn't wanna be seen in show
Cause when I go to your set you be leanin' low
Never do you really gotta be ill as me, lyrically stalled
Lot of rappers gonna wanna grit they grill at me, furiously,
y'all
But when you run up and then you find out villains we, fear is
recalled
Music and murkin' niggas don't really wanna deal with me,
seriously, dawg!
Your flow's on NyQuil or them night pills or that codeine that
y'all drank
Is a funny sight for real, the people like you still
When you so lean that you can't
Spit one of your verses, worse, you just faint
Better get a nurse, a hearse, and kiss paint
Watch a nigga urk and jerk, he's on the purp'
A percocet alert to earth if it's quaint
In a, box, see me comin' but can't even swing at me
(Weak as fuck!) When you be rappin', you mummy, you don't wanna
see me
Screamin' up to the tip-top, a lot of you rappin', it be Ziploc
All I'm sayin' is I never wanna have no MSG in my hip-hop!
(Ehe-haha! Can you feel it？ Feel the swagger, he-hahaha)
Last thing I'm gon' say, the people don't really have green or
gold pay
So when you think of rapping and go lay
Your vocal, you better mash mean and go cray
But if you a beginner still, in a deal, and yo remedial rappin'
is in a mil'
I guess I better slow it down a little bit and go pop me a
couple of (Benadryl)
Fuck, nigga, why you wake me up, nigga？
Makin' million dollars layin' in the cut, nigga
Fuck would you say？ I been 'sleep for two day
Go to sleep, Tech N9ne, nigga, too paid
Stay alive, homeboy, that's all I want you to do
You make me go (Go to sleep, go to sleep)
Oh, oh, you make go (Go to sleep, go-go-go to sleep)
You make me go (Go to sleep) Rockabye, baby!
7.So Dope
Wanna sit beside a sick and seductive sinner, see
Somethin' so sinister, sick as succus, I'm like a centipede
Slitherin', she's searchin' for synergy
Suckin' my seed, chakra tease thick as sippin' Hennessy,
shittin'!
On the hissin' I'll spit you outta commission
Position the bitch and dip in when a mitch is slippin',
submission
All of this is the quick-in, the copulatin' and kissin'
My operation is rippin' to the bottom, shakin' and strippin'
I wanna bust, K.O.D. put 'em in Necropolis
Givin' this rod to the good broads, and they givin' they bras to
us
With the gift to break up a couple that's monogamous
Stop with the props and take off your 'effin draws, bitch, and
rock with us!
Been gitty cause them titties, are on my chin-chinny
Chin, did he pretend he was gin kitty？
Suckin' the crème de la crème and the skin pretty
Dim liddy, then hittin' the drim in Sin City!
Let it in, I'm the medicine, get her wetter than ever been
Never better than a veteran, leveled that in the bed again
Rockin' red, I've been in my letterman, bright as Edison
Like I said a sin, head her when events end and I'm fetishin'!
Open up, you hoes, you know what's up
Told you when I bust, her clothes they wanna just
Go run off her butt, fo' sho' they wanna cut
Explode, drop a load, cause the flow is so dope they wanna
(Fuck!) So dope they wanna
(Suck!) So dope they wanna
(Give it all up and really abrupt!)
So dope they wanna
(Fuck!) So dope they wanna
(Suck!) So dope they wanna
(Give it all up and really abrupt!)
So dope they wanna (Fuck!)
So heroin, so cocaine, so ketamine, promethazine, so X (So wet)
So thorazine, so morphine, so dope that they wanna have sex!
8.Thizzles
feat. Danny Brown
Only ye, who is on the molly, shall dig this little diddy here
And if ye shall want that molly, then ye shall have it!
When I'm in the house everybody in the place know I got that
Ladies in the back, on my lap, I'mma tap when they pop that
I was on that molly when I copped that, but I never dropped that
Hey, hey (I got thizzles)
T-H-I-Z-Z-L-E-S, in my belly, yes
We stay high, we be helly X, so don't be jelly jest
Get up in the midst of the party, got a fistful of molly and a
bitch with a body
I think I wanna grab another chick from a hottie
Make her licked on my lollipop, I hits when I'm naughty
Hit 'em both then I'm 'scapin' later
Never limited, dig it, I'm makin' paper
Penny pickin', was sick, I was hatin' fakers
Who played the great A, but they ＊ ＊ ＊
I was-a-poppin', the panties was droppin'
I never stopped even when granny was knockin'
Super shockin' when the ＊ be ＊
It's off from all the rockin', insanity fuckin'
That I does, my high buzz
The type of sky shove I love, I was
(Poppin' Molly Ringwald while, eatin' Stacy Green raw)
(Everbody ＊ ＊ ＊ ＊ ＊ motherfuckin' fiend, y'all)
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