Tech N9Ne Unreleased Songs

1.Kansas City King

Lyricist：Aaron Dontez Yates

Dem niggas is dumb niggas
Disrespecting somebody that loved y'all niggas
You deserve everything you got coming
You dumb motherfuckers

This ones for the rogues
This ones for the hoes
This ones for the shows
This ones for the ghettos

This ones for the rogues
This ones for the hoes
This ones for the shows
This ones for the ghettos

Hey, who put them asses in motion？
Hey, who flow it fast like the ocean？
Hey, this shit is past the commotion
I'm 'bout to push it further, nigga, rub it in with lotion

So many posed to be holding me
Totally foes to me gold to the Protege
His quota be so but he alacrity rhyme
Motherfuckers know the design
How you gonna disrespect me when the whole city's mine？

I been grinding like a motherfucker chasing my dream
No longer chasing, I'm making my green
And it seems that them niggas talking tough shit
Not just some niggas but the hood I threw up wit
Niggas I grew up wit, get this, what's that？

Them niggas pissed 'cause I got they house note
Mistresses house note, five car notes
Income tax return and three child support
Checks on my wrist

I'm the Kansas City king
I'm the baddest nigga that you ever seen
You stupid niggas don't really want no money green
You 'bout to see me take it about to see me bling
All you motherfuckers

The Kansas City king
I'm the baddest nigga that you ever seen
You stupid niggas don't really want no money green
You 'bout to see me take it about to see me bling
All you motherfuckers, the Kansas City

Down to the nitty gritty did I say nitty？ I said, 'Nitty'
'Cause ever since he left, the shit ain't been pretty
Nigga had to skip scenes when he rammed his
Dick up in something sacred and your honor
Probably gave him 15 of the damnedest

When I didn't have shiza to do
I used to sit up on the block with the crew and drank brew
Now niggas mad because I'm gone, bonjour
Stupid niggas you never see me 'cause I'm on tour

Stacking cash and smacking asses with the masses
You still jacking stashes, gun blast's
Funny how my money, it runs rapid
Labeled me a devil 'cause your hustling level I done passed it

Nigga will, my nigga still, you kept it real
Kept it all about the dollar bill
They wrong and you know it and I'm about to show it
Since you said you was misquoted nigga, I'ma hold it

I'm the Kansas City king
I'm the baddest nigga that you ever seen
You stupid niggas don't really want no money green
You 'bout to see me, take it about to see me bling
All you motherfuckers

The Kansas City king
I'm the baddest nigga that you ever seen
You stupid niggas don't really want no money green
You 'bout to see me, take it about to see me bling
All you motherfuckers, the Kansas City

Big Scoob, you fixing to get schooled
How could you just diss dude and do something this crude？
You, motherfucking fool you, I taught you patterns
Had to combat 'em cause you knew that I was a OG like Tulu

I told you lets to the group called RDV
And you said, 'No', 'cause ain't no we repping that R E D
Then I said, 'Fuck that, I mean with R A P'
Get together and make the cheddar as far as they see

So I extended a hand to blend wit a band
Now ex friend's wit a man they'll send to the can
When you pass me motherfuckers don't you ever ever ask me
Shit about Stuart Ashby simply because he slashed me

Who used to trust you？ Me
Who slept on your couch with a A K ready to bust？ Who？ Me
You say people saying 57 RDVs ain't shit without me
Make you wanna say fuck me, well, fuck you

I'm the Kansas City king
I'm the baddest nigga that you ever seen
You stupid niggas don't really want no money green
You 'bout to see me take it about to see me bling
All you motherfuckers

The Kansas City king
I'm the baddest nigga that you ever seen
You stupid niggas don't really want no money green
You 'bout to see me take it about to see me bling
All you motherfuckers, the Kansas City

I started y'all gangsta shit
And this the motherfucking thanks I get？
You been challenging me ever since fourth and fifth grade
Mad 'cause you didn't get your credits on Mitch Bade

Talked to Don Juan, you don't want none
Look at you blood, you just a crab wanton
Making everything black and white the fattest

At it's worst status, strange will change the game
And claim domain and all the lames will ravish
Michael Whitebear, you been waiting to bust 'rounds at a nigga
Well, the opportunity's right there

16 bars ain't enough to express how I feel about you, niggas
Now I'm with my two niggas deuce niggas
Reign till I'm slain, they will forever feel me
The only way to stop me, you got to kill me

The Kansas City king
I'm the baddest nigga that you ever seen
You stupid niggas don't really want no money green
You 'bout to see me take it about to see me bling
All you motherfuckers

The Kansas City king
I'm the baddest nigga that you ever seen
You stupid niggas don't really want no money green
You 'bout to see me take it about to see me bling
All you motherfuckers

The Kansas City king
I'm the baddest nigga that you ever seen
You stupid niggas don't really want no money green
You 'bout to see me take it about to see me bling
All you motherfuckers

The Kansas City king
I'm the baddest nigga that you ever seen
You stupid niggas don't really want no money green
You 'bout to see me take it about to see me bling
All you motherfuckers, the Kansas City


2.Get Blowed

Lyricist：Dajuan Darvelle Cayson, Aaron Dontez Yates

The definition of blowed is indo by the load
Chronic munchies got me on the comode
When I unload, let's role cloudy outie
Like I'm maui, wowwy, zowwy, sparkers on me homie

This weed is like nocatomi on me
If you want it you can have it be that
Hundred sacks and nut sacks
Plus phat splats from flesh gats

Only hay waistin' we both high
This is game so let me tap into your horny Playstation
I'm Techa so I wrecka of course
Happy like I won the super trivecta divorce

Fuck whenever 'cause I'm hella hella
Lifted I'm hella hella, chronic hella sonic
It's like I take a hit of hydro ponic ironic
Not Atlantis but I'm here to remind you
That I'm on canibus alcove

Without a turn of Alto Groucho
Unless I get some biancas to let me
Give 'em something to open they mouth for
Bounce yo, fat ass to the rhymes I flow

My beats pound for blocks
From Grand View to Granot
Let's get wicked like mixin' liquor like dark rum and gin
Faded fuckin' on the only pile of twiny twin twin

Let's get drunk, get blowed
Spit shit, spark blunts and fuck hoes
Y'all let's get drunk get blowed
Nigga role to spot wit plots to fuck hoes

Let's get drunk, get blowed
Spit shit, spark blunts and fuck hoes
Y'all let's get drunk get blowed
Nigga role to spot wit plots to fuck hoes

Let's role to a spot, where cops don't flock
We can all get out sex and smoke pot
Talk of bendin' the reefa, you can leave it wit beaver
'Cause I'd rather be fuckin' smokin' Hawian setiva

Comprende？ Even nubers in L.A hellacious
Bags ya bud when you go grecious, gracias, senior
This is bomb C4 me gone if the bud is fire say, 'Yes Simon'
On that one-fifty-one rum liquor

And plus that lime green sticky shit B's a kicker
It makes me wanna role bud, role bud
And fuck a bitch wit no rub, no rub
Siked ya when it sikes ya hype ya pipe to lighter

Might ignite a snipe to swipe a viper
Only when you dippin' is wet
But the only wet I'm dippin' in is vagina if it don't smell like
salmon
Crockets I'm in the zone passed gone

Be actress if ya comin' bring ya silly ass on
Lash on, leave Mitch behind
He's pissed at mine, 'cause I'm nice
Plus I am cold as ice

Let's get drunk, get blowed
Spit shit, spark blunts and fuck hoes
Y'all let's get drunk get blowed
Nigga role to spot wit plots to fuck hoes

Let's get drunk, get blowed
Spit shit, spark blunts and fuck hoes
Y'all let's get drunk get blowed
Nigga role to spot wit plots to fuck hoes

You hoes tokin' buts, cho's chokin' nut
So go soke in ya pity you mo smokin' slut
Greed another devious seed
Nigga role nigga don't you know

I stick many on 'cause pussy stampede
It's who dis packin' poison mistic dick
For you no good freaky a trick bitch to get wit
Got peak and the dick, no the bitch don't really wanna give me
none

That's cool, punk bitch
That's why you minimum wage
And bitch stuck at Cinabun
Who this twisted 'click' in you face in your face muthafucka

Youz a sucka if you touch us we brothers
We straight ruckus wit Nina
Nigga we bout to get blowed
And role to a spot wit plots to fuck hoes

Let's get drunk, get blowed
Spit shit, spark blunts and fuck hoes
Y'all let's get drunk get blowed
Nigga role to spot wit plots to fuck hoes

Let's get drunk, get blowed
Spit shit, spark blunts and fuck hoes
Y'all let's get drunk get blowed
Nigga role to spot wit plots to fuck hoes


3.Walk These Shoes

What
This is dedicated to the young gang niggas
On 56th and Highland

Nigga, get yo money fool, yeah
Don't ever let them niggas tell you
That they better than you, man
It's all delicious like this

Till you walk these shoes
You couldn't understand my views
While you on your Caribbean cruise
I'm payin' my dues

On the corner tryin' to hit licks for slips
Trouble makin' them flips
So I'm 'bout to smoke a dipped
Now I'm ripped

How could you make a hypothesis
On me and my partner

With you college degree tryin' to psycho-analyze me
You can't see what I see, you can't be what I be
When I'm deep in this pit of violence
Without parental guidance, nigga

Spot translation cops watchin' me
Every day when I'm

Just holdin' down my block
My brother, my fathers' in jail
So I'm 'bout to make a sell
Momma fell, what the hell
Gotta get that rel then I bail

I smell like Sherman
You can tell

Up on this bitch, that bitch
The chemically it got me wanted to use my genitally
The kind that don't want to bust a gang
Ain't got no love, so I'ma just hit it and hope she
Don't give me, what his name

Packs
Need one in case of emergencies
Urgencies
Bills I'm tryin' to hug
Still you tryin' to judge

Yellin' out the federal prison
Boozy nigga, you can cruise
Till you walk these shoes I'm livin'

In the ghetto, packs me metal
Pump this leado, take the neiro
In the ghetto, packs me metal
Pump this leado, take the neiro

In the ghetto, packs me metal
Pump this leado, take the neiro
In the ghetto, packs me metal
Pump this leado, take the neiro

Your on the outside lookin' in, my friend
I mean my foe

Come close and I'll be forced to let you know
(What)
I'm livin' the life of a hustler
'Cause the schools done cut my visits down to zero
Just for beatin' down a busta
(It's a musta)

Keep lookin' at me like I'ma steal you with an hour
And all you think I do is eat shit and shower
I'm a survivor, present day MacGyver
Two sider, you depriver

When you look at me you think I'm a conniver
What's happenin'
Breakin' you and your boy in a game of tennis
I'm a menace

You one of them people step into our sneakers
A minute
(Nigga)
You hopped out the boots

Yellin' when you see it's hard findin' work
Bein' a class 'A' felon
Drug sellin', scrappin' niggas from every side
Fightin' family drunk and high, ain't no punk in I

Domestic, so I'm off to the penal again
So momma tell me how am I to reconcile again
Tell you walk these
Catch me in the smokers, LeSabre

Runnin' spock off on the block
Can't understand my behavior
I'm coo-coo for cocoa
Sellin' but driven
So motherfucker you can cruise
Till you walk these shoes I'm livin'

In the ghetto, packs me metal
Pump this leado, take the neiro
In the ghetto, packs me metal
Pump this leado, take the neiro

In the ghetto, packs me metal
Pump this leado, take the neiro
In the ghetto, packs me metal
Pump this leado, take the neiro
Till you walk these

Only speak about what you know
Till you walk these
Our record use these views to the floor
Till you walk these

Pick a punk to verbally abuse
If you walk these
You couldn't walk a block in my shoes
Till you walk these

Don't preach to every nigga you choose
Till you walk these shoes
You couldn't understand my views
Wouldn't kiss me on your shoes
If they were given, motherfucker
You can cruise till you walk these shoes I'm livin'

In the ghetto, packs me metal
Pump this leado, take the neiro
In the ghetto, packs me metal
Pump this leado, take the neiro

In the ghetto, packs me metal
Pump this leado, take the neiro
In the ghetto, packs me metal
Pump this leado, take the neiro


4.Kansas City Shuffle

(radio)
Man wake up man, wake up
Damn man (fuck) where we at man？
Shit I donâ？？t know. 39th and prospects what the sign said, I
think we in Kansas City, Missouri man.
Damn man, we a long way from Massachusetts
You telling me man Iâ？？ve been driving tha whole goddamn time!
Thanks boy, I appreciate it- ooh damn!!
Shit
Look at dat! O boy look at dat!
Yea this Kansas City
Yea damn pull ova pull ova pull ova
I gotcha, I gotcha
(honk honk window rolls down)
Shit whats up mama how you doin？
How yaâ？？ll doinâ？？？
Shit where you headin to baby？
Shoot Iâ？？m just right up the street
Right up the street shit can we give you a ride？
Yea yea thatâ？？s whatsup
Aight shit get on in but hey you gotta go around get in on this
side
(good lookin, good lookin)
Alrite alrite
Look at this look at this look at this!
Look at that ass shit!
Aight baby hold up lemme get da door open real quick, hold up
Hey baby, you gotta tell us where we going to cuzâ？？ you know
weâ？？re not from around here
Aight I can do dat
Iâ？？ll get lost, where do I gotta go baby？
Just go right up here, make a left
So you live around here？
Hell yea, itâ？？s right up here see dat？ Itâ？？s right there
Aight aight aight shit, hey baby so shit what goes on â？？round
here at Kansas City, you know weâ？？re not from here
That true, Kansas City cool you just gotta be aware of dat
Kansas City shuffle
(at the same time)
Tha Kansas City shuffle？!
Yea the Kansas City shuffle
Whatâ？？s that？
What the fuck is that？
Yea itâ？？s like thisâ？¦
O shit!


5.Mizery

From the beginning nigga..
Its all Jesus..jeah..
Tech N9ne!! and my nigga Macc James...
Heh heh heh heh heh heh...
Straight bringin that mizery, mizery..

＊Chorus＊
Mizery when I see enemies, niggas be Kennedies (？)
Homicidal tendencies got mitch bade niggas on bended knees
Could it be that a nigga wanna bang cuz I'm runnin with the gang
that'll give a nigga pain, me and Macc James givin these bitch
niggas a taste of Mizery
Give em Mizery(ry) Bitches get with me (me) Got my nigga M-A-C
(C) Gonna bring em mizery

(TECH)
I'm high, yall drunk..I love bud..bout to hit em with anotha hit
up out of the Mizery nigga nigga what!
My murderous niggas heard of this verb that I serve in this
ssssshit..I shits word into the curb with this isssh (haaaf)
Mystic, might be twisted but bitch we got the shit gifted,
Mizery nigga, so what you givin me nigga,
nothin but witchery nigga, millimeter's the killa,
bow down to a nigga right now for the sound, hold up,
nigga came to the club and he found us,
up behind a nigga back tryin to bound us,
I don't want that nigga Vell up around us..
You the Holy Temple bandit, nigga I'm a killa on candy,
Tecca Nina Ima be the omega believe I''m that
bomb that landed on your set cuz you call me Satan,
when I look at you I see skull chips dipped in ranch dressing,
lemon chicken with a side of intestines,
induced vomiting backwards digestion,
torn ligaments with Ragu, garlic salt's meshin,
enormous hole in the ozone to affect my complexion,
frontal lobes fried in Wesson, nigga like me sick no need for no
medicine.. Bishop ＆ Keen (What!)
You betta believe you gotta leave
before you get a couple in ya belly..
Keena better strip in a whole nother city,
Bishop keep doing songs with R. Kelly,
Mentally you niggas can't even get with me
I done lost everything but my chemistry
Macc and Tech we be hotter than hickory
Killin delivery, livin in Mizery..

＊Chorus＊

(MACC JAMES)

KC Mizery, leave unsolved mysteries
For fuckin round wit my cheddar cheese
betta leave these G's alone before me and my nigga tech nina
Hit ya home, split ya dome
With the 4 chrome, make a nigga face melt like the ozone
In the mind of a psycho, what goes on？
Colombian necktie with no clothes on
Murder show's on, in the K-Town
I'm the type of nigga that'll beat yo ass down
Shoot you in the face as soon as you hit the ground
Hit a nigga, split a nigga, then give you a pound
32 rounds, packin extendeds,
Crossin my niggas is not recommended,
Tempted to put you in a life long body cast
You best guard yo shit when the shotty blast
More straps than John Gotti had
So sick I sleep in a body bag,
Droppin bombs like Saudi
Had to get low in a Lac on faulty tags
Talkin trash'll get you took out
Four niggas posted just to look out
Get grips like fierce and have a cook out
Let me show you niggas what me and the crooks bout
Thievin, schemin, seein demons,
Smoke so much you kill yo semen,
Psychoactive human being
Eyes so low I look Korean,
Head steamin, funk bringin,
Old school rida gangsta leanin,
James ＆ Tech N9ne tag teamin,
Leavin all you fags bleedin..


6.Thug Pit

Thug pit

(Layzie Bone)
Wicked Wonka, baby

(Violent J)
Halloween! Hallowicked Wonka....just 18 months

(Violent J)
I brought a bat to a mosh-pit
(Layzie - Well what you do then？？)
I split some craniums in half
And caved a few in
Before long I'm standing there alone
I shut the party down
For Bone Thugs, Tech N9ne, Kottonmouth and Esham

(Layzie Bone)
In... coming, I'm running and dropping them bombs
Still gunning, I'm willing and ready for war
Get down with the clowns from ICP, B-O-N-E
And the Kottonmouth Kings, bring it how we bring it doe
For the wicked wonka, Halloween

(Violent J)
Smoking hay, hey I'm Violent J hey, we screaming may-day
Cause Bone and ICP a fucking pay-day
We give away hey, but we already millionare rapper
Hater slappers, wicked shit believe it though
We tight like alligator snappers

(Layzie Bone)
Don't run dawg, we gun clappers
Bitch nigga slappers and hoe mackers
City street slicked rappers
But better known as wig crackers
Lead packers, ask my nigga Tech N9ne
Cock it back for Esham
And let it loose to they spine

(Judge D)
An we mashing, we stomping
We wicked wicked wonkin'

(Shaggy 2 Dope)
It's wicked when you walking
Within the thug pit

(Judge D)
Yeah we mashing, we stomping
We wicked wicked wonkin'

(Shaggy 2 Dope)
At this kind of mosh pit
You get your wig split

(D-Loc)
Who the mothafucka in the pit talking shit？ (Shit!)
Who the mothafucka that want the wig split？ (Split!)
Who the mothafucka that's down for the krown？ (Krown!)
Who the mothafucka in here right now？

(Shaggy 2 Dope)
Shaggy jumps in the pit
With these hatchets and swingin them
Strictly for the purpose of splitting some craniums
Shit, we be illuminati at this thug pit though
Treating fake thugs like a hoe, tell em D-Loc
(Violent J - Spit!)

(D-Loc)
What the fuck you thinking, you can stop my shine？
Put your money where your mouth is, I'll take every dime
Then run down the line, damn right I'm getting mine
With a fine ass bitch, getting head, sipping wine

(Shaggy 2 Dope)
Hallowseve, Halloween, Hallowicked all the same
Fuck a trick or treat, I treat a trick with some game
Every year we lace the stage, with the wickedness
It's the wicked-wicky wonka, baby try an get with us

(Tech N9ne)
It's that nigga that be on blood shit
Tech Nina off in a thug pit
Fuck with the KMK, ICP, Bone and you'll get drug bitch
Celebrating for Samhein
(Violent J - Witch Killaz)
If you don't wanna come with the wickedness
A nigga wanna slam strange
I don't wanna hear a damn thang

(Daddy-X)
Mashing off from city to city
We sparking fifties and fifties
Crashing after parties
Fucking and sucking on titties
Ducking and dodging the coppers
Ain't no one out that can stop us
Dropping that shit that be popping
Making it hotter and hotter

(Tech N9ne)
We man handle them
Fucking and crushing on man's camera
Busting bright red bandanas
Bitch where was your antennas？
When I was trying to stick it
Wanna show a nigga how she lick it？
Mothafucker this is how we kick it
Thug whiling on Hollowicked

(Jonny Richter)
Bud so fine fine, toking all kinds
With Tech N9ne, getting more love
Sipping on hen, with Bone Thugs
Kicking Faygo, and smoking more weed with ICP
It's motherfucking Richter from the Kottonmouth Kings

(Layzie Bone)
It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit
(Kottonmouth Kings!)

(Violent J)
It's wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit

(Layzie Bone)
We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit

(Violent J)
In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split

(Layzie Bone)
It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit

(Violent J)
It's wicked wicked wonkin within the thug pit

(Layzie Bone)
We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit

(Violent J)
In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split

(Krayzie Bone)
It's mista sawed off leatherface
I bring the pain, and bang a nigga brain
When I step on the plate
Guard your grill, cause when my niggas start to kill
It's hard to chill
Mothafuckers end up in the graveyard for real
(Violent J - Whoa!)

(Daddy-X)
I ain't got a million dollars bitch
I'm fucking broke
Spending all my change on that endo smoke
All the bitches on the road, scheming for my loot
They get nothing but dick, and a steel toed boot

(Esham)
Fuck Proof, every Halloween, I dress like a bag lady
Then I ride around with my .380 looking for Shady
If I catch him at the shelter, I'ma pull his file
Chop his head off, and bury his body across 8 mile

(Daddy-X)
We drinking drank, drank
We smoking dank, dank
Mobbing through these streets like a fleet of armored tanks
We dropping bombs, underground bombs
Fuck the whole industry bitch, bring them on

(Layzie Bone)
It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit

(Judge D)
An we mashing, we stomping
We wicked wicked wonkin'

(Layzie Bone)
We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit

(Judge D)
Yeah we mashing, we stomping
We wicked wicked wonkin'

(Layzie Bone)
It ain't nowhere to run when you in the thug pit

(Violent J)
It's wicked wicked wonkin' within the thug pit

(Layzie Bone)
We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit

(Shaggy 2 Dope)
In this kind of mosh pit you get your wig split

(Violent J)
Hallowicked Wonka 2003, from us to you

(Layzie Bone)
We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit

(Layzie Bone)
We just some Thuggalos and Juggalos on some thug shit


7.S.H.E.

And I never paid for no chick to thrust
Me, I never paid a woman to make me bust
Me, I never needed no other chick to clutch
Cause N9na was knowin holy matrimony is a must
Never ever paid who came eith lust
My aims for trust, cause my woman's pain's enough
Don't want my marriage ending strange and abrupt
But just heard recently my brain's corrupt
One night my niggaz took me to the strip club, Bazooka's
Everybody know that ain't the type of shit that I'm used to
It's a juicer, So that means that it's no clothes
Got my eyes open wide like I'm on no dose
Look at theses bozos givin' double o's for the hoe shows
I was cool, I was drinking my juice
I was never really in the mood
Till I was approached by this beautiful angel, in the nude
But I flipped my top
When she sat that butter skin on my lap I was shocked!
Lips locked, feeling like my heart stopped
She was hot, She was...
Carmen Electra in the chest
Aalyiah by the waist
Jennifer Lopez in the ass
But she was an angel in the face
She asked me if I wanted to dance on the couch
With the look of a zombie, I reached into my pouch
And shelled it out
Then she took me by the hand
And led me to the land
Where the man
Could forget about all of his problems at hand
The scent of a woman
She's wearing Chanel
Hypnotized by the smell
A glimpse of hell
Then bodily melt down, is what I felt now
I came with five hundred
Tried to keep it all, but she won it
At the ATM To get four more
That's the limit that UMB Bank let go
Heavenly can't describe this woman
Beyond that our pelvic area
Steadily bumping and grinding in combat
No penetration, no touching
It's funny, how she didn't kiss me and didn't fuck me
But still got away with all of my money

S.H.E.
Took everything that I had
Fiendin for the sex hella bad
Took everything that I had
Fiendin for the sex hella bad

The next day my wife's checking the account
She said, 'you're only bringing four thousand a month,
So last night you spent damn near a thousand on what？'
A new piece of equipment for the studio
She'll never really ever truly know
That I spent it all at a nudey show
I closed myself in the bathroom
Leaned over the stool
And I grabbed my middle section tight
Thinking about the way she made me feel that night
I had a lot of fun
Then I got one, then I got one
I went back that night, then the next night
Repeated I come
Wife's pissed because I depleted our funds
She left me and moved back with her mom
I'm borrowing money from all of my homies
I knew I was wrong, but this bitch was the bomb
I'm paying the bills at Bazooka
I slipped my finger through her g-string, it was tight
She told the bouncers, now I'm in a fist fight
You put me out, I thought you loved me
You said that you liked it rough like me
All these mothafuckas and your man
Can't love you enough like me
I lost my life for you
My wife for you
I miss you so
I'm sitting outside of the club every night for you
Got spite for you

S.H.E.

Took everything that I had

Seductive human erotica.


Took everything that I had


8.Niggas

Black folks forgive us
But its merely a word
And theresa a lot worse things out there then words
The bombing in Oklahoma
The kids in Colorado
So forgive us when we say shit like

N I double G A S
Getting hellah rellah doing they best
Playa haters better ware they vest (yo)

I'm gonna hit a bitch from the back nigga
Quick ta get stacks
Spittin' facts from the track
Black maniac
Opposite of whack nigga
At the night club fullah yack nigga
Lyrically strapped wit' a gat nigga
Stand back nigga
I'm bout ta introduce a hoe nigga to a gat nigga
Track neo
Bout ta be yo
2k hero
We fo' below zero were we go
Come wit' the hard hits
Run where the sparks lit
You niggas that start shit
End up in a dark pit
We Rashin
In vills
We kill
We steal
and gold grills
Exaduse
What kinda nigga is you (I don't know)
We went from peanut butter in Benton
To Tech N9ne really spittin'
Went from the Jackson Five
To George Clinton
To Bill Clinton
Ya he's a nigga like us
A nigga that smokes weed
And loves bitchs' who loves to suck
I'ma a nigga that bust
I'ma nigga that cuss when I fuss
I'ma nigga that know on this globe five hundred thow isn't
enough
I'ma nigga don't like other niggas that try to keep on a
plantation
With the Caucasian
Beware its the nigga invasion

Nigga!
Do what they can to gain green
Nigga!
Setting the trends for main stream
Nigga!
Gang bang
Nigga!
Dope slang
Nigga!
Still
Nigga!
Ill
Nigga!
Will
Nigga!
Kill

N I double G A S
Getting hellah rellah doing they best
Playa haters better ware they vest (yo)

Beware of us niggas
Better to be scared of us niggas
We wiping away niggas who so much as glare at us niggas
I run from the law with my niggas
Down with the fall with my niggas
How many of the niggas from the inner city are down to brawl
with my niggas
I hang with gang bang niggas
Got the niggas
You the niggas
I got the niggas
Like Big Dog, Mac Mac, Will and foster nigga
I run with killah niggas
Then I hang with these nigga
Who produce thriller nigga
You know the nigga That the did the wiz color purple Q-Jay top
thrillah nigga
I'ma live nigga
I'ma die nigga
I'ma fly or I'ma gonna fry my nigga
If I do, if I do ya'll go to the record store and buy nigga
6, 6, triple 8, 46, 99, 3 niggas
We niggas
Getting fucked up with R to the mother fuckin D to the v niggas
Want me to call you brother but yousa a nigga like me
The ununited states gives a fuck about your Bachelors Degree
So black people if we embarrassed ya
Sorry but our character is
Newly and grimed and suicidal of America nigga

Nigga!
Do what they can to gain green
Nigga!
Setting the trends for main stream
Nigga!
Gang bang
Nigga!
Dope slang
Nigga!
Still
Nigga!
Ill
Nigga!
Will
Nigga!
Kill

N I double G A S
Getting hellah rellah doing they best
Playa haters better ware they vest (yo)

That's right
This is for my nigga Rodney
This is for the whole mother fucking game related staff nigga
Putting it down
Midwest side
Nigga ride nigga
Tech N9ne
This is how we do it
Mother fucker told me it was the rider tour
Treat it like its mandatory
You know what I'm sizzling
Don Juan
Takes us up out this bitch

Now look here
I done told ya'll mother fuckers
We gone do it again
And we gone do it twice
And we gone rock this shit
For the mother fucking 2k
So I want cha'll to go get that mother fuckin new album
The Calm Before The Storm
On Midwest side records
Techa Nina
Don Juan
Everybody

Hay
This goes to
Black
White
Hispanic
You know what I'm sayin'
Everybody
You know what I'm sizzling
When ya'll stop shooting
And killin
Each mother fuckin other
I'll stop saying nigga
But until then
Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga please
I treat it like a fucking disease


9.Groupie

You just a groupie (Who me？)
But you mean much more to me
Than just a groupie (Who me？)
Cause the things you do to me

She's just a groupie (Who me？)
But she means much more to me
Than just a groupie (Who me？)
Cause the things you do to me

The Hostile Takeover, ooh-wee
I met a Apple Bottom, San Jo model, Like to swallow groupie, huh
Wonderin if mommy gon' choose me
Fuck it, let the Grey Goose and Cranberry Tropical lead her to
me
Then I'll holla
I'm actin all non-chalant, you eyeing me
Sort of obli-vi-ous to my dogs comments
You need a mental connection from stress relief (I'll offer)
As soon as the pill kick in
Watch the panty hose fall off her and twenty minutes later
Mommies on E and she can't keep her little groupie hands off me
Now her mouth is around my dick
Then we fuckin and sex-ercising
I'm in her hole, Off in her soul
Lovin my extra sized (dick)
Whenever I call, I can hit it
She love some Kutta
Whenever I'm dwellin on that encounter
It makes me stutta cause I, I, uhh (Dammit)
Won't even try y'all
Pop it and knock yo shit outta socket like Houston's eye ball
cause...

You just a groupie (Who me？)
But you mean much more to me
Than just a groupie (Who me？)
Cause the things you do to me

She's just a groupie (Who me？)
But she means much more to me
Than just a groupie (Who me？)
Cause the things you do to me

On the road again
I met a lot of groupies
I got a California, Colorado, Kansas City groupie
And ooh-wee, Wasn't supposed to choose me
Somethin I said to her maybe made her give it to me
Caribou got ya woozie too
Got ya doing things you wouldn't usually do
And ooh, I love women's
Gotta find a way to get'em on the bus and outta their linens
I make'em strip for me (Damn)
It's the shit homie
Treats me somethin nice
Beast, We somethin like
Gimme Felicia O!
Know how to do it right
When you see the snake and the bat
Know here yo girlfriend at
Cause every time you turn yo back
She be with them rapper cats
I let her on the bus to braid my corn rolls
But when I start pourin those
We makin porno's
To me, Ya much more than a S-L-U-T
(She's a groupie)

You just a groupie (Who me？)
But you mean much more to me
Than just a groupie (Who me？)
Cause the things you do to me

She's just a groupie (Who me？)
But she means much more to me
Than just a groupie (Who me？)
Cause the things you do to me

What's sizzlin pigeon？
When I'm thizzin
I need a super Cali, Animalistic, Sex me, Ah la groupie
And I don't care if she fair with the long hair
But as long as we there, bare and I bone
And we share swears on the stairs of my hotel
If they stare at us, Oh well
Cause your boyfriend's waitin while I'm breakin your swole tail
And your boyfriend hates
While he pace, cryin a storm in the lobby
When you get to the house
Y'all fight like Foreman and Ali
But check it
Gave you an autograph on your calf then I dashed
But I didn't know that it'd be a tattoo the next time I saw your
ass
She got on my bus, I was like 'Holy shit'
She laid on the couch
Opened her legs and said, 'You owe me this'
I'm the answer to your girls groupie pains
Oochie coochie dames tempt me
When in my presence
They tell me, 'Pinch me'
Cause I'm exciting baby
If I didn't exist
Sexy female scientists would have to invent me

You just a groupie (Who me？)
But you mean much more to me
Than just a groupie (Who me？)
Cause the things you do to me

She's just a groupie (Who me？)
But she means much more to me
Than just a groupie (Who me？)
Cause the things you do to me


10.F.T.I

Lyricist：Reuben Armstrong, Melvin Calhoun, Aaron Henderson, Stacy
Landis, Roy Lejeune, Samuel Watson, Aaron Yates

Kutt go show how it feels
To be voided but listen
First I'll make you miss it
Like the senate was missin
Patricia Hearst cause I been in it for a minute
Put minutes in till it hurt, not for minute will I let
You diminish my men at work
And I been hurting trying to fathom the burden
But grieved not I put in work, inside and out
I'm deserving a clean shot
You people nursing every NERD
You encourage to speak not
Or you'll get murdered, you ain't heard
How the industry seized Pac

Somebody help the fame hurtin
I won't fall for the bullshit
So fuck ya'll wit a hard dick
Drop jaws when we barge in ya turn bitch
In front of hard men most rappers are garbage
Mitch bade are target how soon de forget that
Strange is the hardest wit a line up of artists
Do it regardless
It's all about where your heart is
You can start this but Strange gonna finish it
Menice rhyme spoken
In every line it presented in

To all you hataz in power we say
(Fuck the Industry, Fuck the Industry)
Jack yo placks put'em down on ebay
(Fuck the Industry, Fuck the Industry)
And all you boogie ass chumps can't touch us
The industry is some punk mutha fuckers
You tell'em FTI when anybody ask ya
Fuck the industry, they the enemy

Fuck this industry man
I'll make it happen boy
With fat change this rap thing
Full of hoes and hataz and hat gain
The CEO don't want no part to this do
'Cause if you're fuckin up against
My firm is squakin at you mean carkas is thru
The A.R. better stay in this car
'Cause I'm parkin it to
Don't hate Brim cause I'm talking the truth
My dogs is barking at you
So you better get your mind right
Deuce clik representation we in the lime light

This rage is against the machine
Turn these pages and flip till they clean
And what remains is 4 Krizz 2 be seen
So I say 'Fuck the Industry'
Cause da speech that u preach to do people
Is so evil so 'fuck your ministry'
How they ever gon' say what we gon' say
How they ever gon' say what we gon' do
Here I come 4 the mon and I'm comin with a gun
Now tell me what I will and I won't do
F - Fear em they blast hoes
T - Tear 'em a new asshole
I - Infect their mind wit this lyrical blindness

To all you hataz in power we say
(Fuck the Industry, Fuck the Industry)
Jack yo placks put'em down on ebay
(Fuck the Industry, Fuck the Industry)
And all you boogie ass chumps can't touch us
The industry is some punk mutha fuckers
You tell'em FTI when anybody ask ya
Fuck the industry, they the enemy

Hey Skatterman I heard you rollin' with Tech
But I still ain't signed
'Cause I'm a problem for these record execs
How can they market
A young black political target？
Who done took coca leaves
Beacon soda and enlarged it
Into crack rocks selling crack rocks for a livin'
From the black top
Where we jack cops for a livin'
So fuck the industry and damn the beats
I ain't just in the street
I'm Skatterman, I am the streets, Nigga

You got a smile glarin', cause you get it packed
I got yo gal starin', cause you minute mack
You go yo mouth swearing that yo hit is plack
You hatin' file-sharing cause your shit is wack
Sampled yo CD listened and it was cheesy
No cable box 4 your TV no label watch for your breezy
We ride feel the pain
From inside fuck yo fame cause it died
Said yo thang was about the game claimed
Then he banged but you lied
Bout yo artist but yo artist is the farthest
From the harest but you market
This bark at this bunk dirty carpet
Shit game is out smarted
Oops somebody farted bout to spark this shit
Niggas are retarded look what you've started
Cerami Mark is pissed
Imma break it down for you clowns
In the industry chain
(Fuck perspective Warner Bros., Qwest and JCOR's name)
Strange, we independent and you suckas
Are the enemy you fuckin up the industry
You bustas will remember me

To all you hataz in power we say
(Fuck the Industry, Fuck the Industry)
Jack yo placks put'em down on ebay
(Fuck the Industry, Fuck the Industry)
And all you boogie ass chumps can't touch us
The industry is some punk mutha fuckers
You tell'em FTI when anybody ask ya
Fuck the industry, they the enemy

To all you hataz in power we say
(Fuck the Industry, Fuck the Industry)
Jack yo placks put'em down on ebay
(Fuck the Industry, Fuck the Industry)
And all you boogie ass chumps can't touch us
The industry is some punk mutha fuckers
You tell'em FTI when anybody ask ya
Fuck the industry, they the enemy


11.Earthquake

(Don Juan)
You're dropped six feet under six feet
The area where ordinary people can't sleep
Tech N9ne, Don Juan, Midwest Siders baby
Strange Days got the Tecca Nina goin crazy

(Verse 1)

Hear this(？) I'm back from Necropolis, N9ne hip-hop stylist,
Fear this(？) distraught counterfeit rap clowns get rushed out
Q said it's on me so the contract wouldn't con me
Ten times harder and twenty shades darker than Jon B.

This round I'm a killer menace, better get down with the
militantest,
Criminalest, villainest, killas feelin this guerilla venom hella
realin it
With the darkness I'ma spark this heartlessness
With a bark of this marvelous soul consumption
With dyslexic malfunctions like

Eugor god rof efil aggin kcuf ruoy werc
Yeht detautafni htiw tihs ew od
Sesuj Tsirhc tog em nillik snomed ot eht tselluf
I keeps my rella, killa

＊Chorus＊
All my ladies make it shake shake
Make it hop it ain't too late to make the earth quake
Papa work it take your relly make em pounce pounce
All my peoples on the planet won't yall bounce bounce, bounce
bounce
Show my homies (LOVE), All the playas (WHAT)
We just quakin if you hatin we don't give a (FUCK)
To all the Ladies (LOVE), All my hookers (WHAT)
We just quakin if you hatin we don't give a (FUCK, WHAT)

(Verse 2)

Tech N9ne got to pop it, hold the city down with the lock it,
Either flip a flow for the fun, if you poor son, flow for the
profit
Love it when you give it to me like, shake it til you get your
money right,
Wild style with the mouth down, growl foul fifty seven bow wow

Something that you never heard's right here, Nina hella clear,
never no fear
Love for the flow in I, am I gonna die by the polizei
Love in your club from thugs, ladies give me hugs and after
shows give me fuzz
'Cause Tech was really buck

Bring the house down with that thang, work a G-string til it
flame
Nina ross aim for the dame who shakes anus insane
Sex untamed, I been pained so I gangbang, train's game, she
claimed
That I got much fame, so I strained til I came

Better get up out of my center, if you ain't down with the inner
You lightweight punk soprano singers better never bang with the
tenor
I'ma give it to you like a rogue dog would, Tecca nina make her
feel all good
Shake it til you break it baby, you can do it make a killa feel
all wood

＊Chorus＊
All my ladies make it shake shake
Make it hop it ain't too late to make the earth quake
Papa work it take your relly make em pounce pounce
All my peoples on the planet won't yall bounce bounce, bounce
bounce
Show my homies (LOVE), All the playas (WHAT)
We just quakin if you hatin we don't give a (FUCK)
To all the Ladies (LOVE), All my hookers (WHAT)
We just quakin if you hatin we don't give a (FUCK, WHAT)

(Verse 3)

Welcome to the level of madness where anybody killers are
fabulous
People know what I'm stabbin is ravenous
When I look around I see stallions on platforms, killers comin
out of their phat farms
'Cause it's heated on the third levels
Angels shakin ass for the devils

It's like gelatin, different types of melanin
？？？？？？？
Love is irrelevant when you hittin the demon lookin hella
elegant
Hit me off in the back, I can hit you off with a stack
You can give your boss some of that,
And you can get me off in the back of the 'lac

Take me away to the place where asses hop to the bass
Victoria's lace in your face embrace any type of a race
This ain't a place for the fake, disgrace will decide your face
Killa Tecca Nina millimeter open up the gate (Hey, wait, wait)

All I wanna see is everybody really lovin this hit (from the
abyss)
Get ready for the slug 'cause I bust with a full clip (never
ever miss)
Run and get your chicks, better hold on to your dicks
I heard you were looking for darkness, well, this is it


12.Breathe

Never duck another motherfucker repeat it
Never duck another motherfucker, nigga better delete it
Put the cerebellum in killa mode for real a foe can never get
With what a gorilla know, killa syllable fillin'

Yo biblical ritual the shit to get rid
Of yo pain hearing your pitiful game, this is political pain
Deep in the pit of yo brain let it rain with a unforgettable aim
Nigga lookin' for a spot to bust

'Cause the homie that you killed meant a lot to us
Buck instead of lookin' for a cock to fuck
Kill a nigga like he was rockin' a swastika
You can do it but you blew it cause lockin' up

Get your ride on nigga is you rock or what？
Lots of luck, you're really gonna need it hella heated
Mother fucker let the glock erupt, Box him up
I don't wanna be the one to get a milla meter in the gut

I wanna be the one to hit 'em with another milli
Cut up In the middle I'm a little sick
And different and I meant it
When I said it you remember that？
(Hell motherfuckin' yeah)

You don't wanna get in trouble
With a nigga like the Teccanina
If you're lookin' like a enemy bust
We don't ever stop and take a minute we just

(Breathe)
Hey, son, what the fuck are you duckin' from？
(Breathe)
They come bets to fight every fuckin'one

(Breathe)
Say some punks around and some buckin' guns
(Breathe)
Spray guns might result in you bussin' some
(Breathe)

Never let a hatin' mother fucker see ya sweat
Bleed the chest no need regret
A fun day caper a Sunday paper
So I can read the rest I can dig it you can dig it

Put a nigga in the grave if he hate or penetrate
The loop of love, a nigga made if you step into me
You will never benefit
Nigga if I start it Imma finish it

Run up on a mother fucka while he fuckin' a chick
Put a bullet in her head while she suckin' the dick
Wasn't a bit of evidence baby it's irrelevant
You got it with yo nigga that's the luck of the grit

Bring pain to everyone in your face with the bane
You bury some its mother fuckin' shame, we carry guns
If you don't you're insane or very dumb
Teccanina's too rough
(Too rough)
Too hard
(Too hard)

Too tough
(Too tough)
You scarred
(You scarred)
'Cause a nigga know
A motherfuckin' round will spit
Fuckin' around with the killa clown and shit

If you really wanna do it nigga we can step into
Put us up against some mother fuckers and we runnin' through it
Fuck a nigga buck a nigga if he think he's a gorilla
Meant I when I said it you remember that
(Hell motherfuckin' yeah)

You don't wanna get in trouble
With a nigga like the Teccanina
If you're lookin' like a enemy, bust
We don't ever stop and take a minute, we just

(Breathe)
Hey, son, what the fuck are you duckin' from？
(Breathe)
They come bets to fight every fuckin'one

(Breathe)
Say some punks around and some buckin' guns
(Breathe)
Spray guns might result in you bussin' some
(Breathe)

Get sprayed by the Tech N9NE handgun
Now I'm on the out run
Flowin' the beginning hot cooked will done
Fuckin' wit a crazy insane warlord

Punks wanna trip but they know
I'm too motherfuckin' hard
Deadly ticking like a time bomb
Fuckin' with me you think you were in Vietnam

When I explode ain't nuttin' left
But remains for those who are froze
For fuckin' wit a nigga insane
Mentally minded mad motherfuckin' mad man is out to attack

Sinkin' punks like quick sand, droppin' and poppin'
Any punk that bucks up bring a body bag
If you wanna get fucked up
There it is you little bitch made, nigga start runnin'

When I'm playin' with the trigga of an uzi a twelve gauge
Really don't matter many suckas die
When the shot gun scatter
From block to block, hood to hood

Street to street boy you can't fuck with me
So for those who chose to jump up and talk shit
Admit ya bitch your little ass got lit
I don't wanna be the one to get a milla meter in the gut

I wanna be the one to hit'em with another milli
Cut up in the middle I'm a little sick
And different and I meant it
When I said it you remember that？
(Hell motherfuckin' yeah)

You don't wanna get in trouble
With a nigga like the Teccanina
If you're lookin' like a enemy bust
We don't ever stop and take a minute, we just breathe

(Breathe)
Hey, son, what the fuck are you duckin' from？
(Breathe)
They come bets to fight every fuckin'one

(Breathe)
Say some punks around and some buckin' guns
(Breathe)
Spray guns might result in you bussin' some
(Breathe)

(Breathe)
Hey, son, what the fuck are you duckin' from？
(Breathe)
They come bets to fight every fuckin'one

(Breathe)
Say some punks around and some buckin' guns
(Breathe)
Spray guns might result in you bussin' some
(Breathe)


13.Beef

(Intro) Tech N9ne：
But the cattle had no idea when entering the slaughterhouse that
they would never return.
So they went while the other's watch in the distance listening
to the slaughtering of there own.
So fear and stress sets in as the other groups approached the
slaughter house led by the farmer.
See the farmer knew that the cattle had something valuable,
something he wanted so he attacked and the result of the attack
was....
BEEF BEEF....

B-E-E-F
Bitter emotions envy and fear.
Beef
Ain't nobody got no real beef with me nigga what？
Every time a muthafucka come along and do somethin'
It's always another muthafucka that wanna come along and stop
his ass
Ain't nuttin strong enough to stop fuckin Tech N9ne nigga
Ain't nuttin!
Ain't nobody got no muthafuckin beef with me, nigga fuck you!

(Verse 1) Tech N9ne：
Better watch ya language
Niggas jealous when they women feel us
We famous
Gettin wit us aint an option haters send the killas bring em
Straight Angus
Grade A hater
Hatin' niggas that
Change up
You don't wanna get
Banged up
Fuckin around with them
Strangers
It better be about money
And it bet not be no bitch
Better go fish
I don't wanna hear all the lip
And if he trippin hit em with the four-fifth
Wanna take it there and it's so sad
Thinkin he packin a pair of the gonads
What you got a little beef with me？
Well I got a big fat meat loaf for yo ass
Bow down
Haters
Turn around
Niggas
Go an clown if you like the way it sound
Beef killas
Wait a minute nigga why you lookin at me like a muthafuckin bald
head when I got a head full of hair
Eyeballs red wit a stare
Put a nigga dead in the air
Fuckin a family believe it I'll take it there
Stuck in a wheelchair never gonna take another step again a
weapon and the specimen I left him in a mess and I gotta
Give a nigga the metal medicine and holla
I aint never gotta wipe my tears
Never need a gang when I fight my fears
It stops right there
And continues right here

(Chorus) 2x
If you want beef it's right here, here, yeah, yeah
Cause if it's on then it's on, If you want it then come on
If you want beef it's right here, here, yeah, yeah
If you want it come on, nigga just say what you want

(Verse 2) Kaliko：
Ever since the beef
I been havin these dreams
Of killin ya
Triple beams
Is spillin ya blood out ya umbilical, I
I never been the killin type, but gimme the gun and I just might
pull it tonight
I'm willin to fight, if you got a nine millimeter I got another
nine millimeter that will get you like
BLAOW!
Blaow, why you talkin loud now？
Thought that when you was facin me that I would gracefully bow
out now
Can get grim on this nigga
Catch him comin out the Peach Tree and stomp my Tims on this
nigga
That shit that you be talkin ain't nuttin but gum bumpin
Bumpin the gun pumpin
Mostly ya niggas don't want nuttin, nah
Me and my people we done frontin
In fact if we take it from wax to the streets you done done it
Want beef nigga
Better say that shit
Cause from around here
Nigga we don't play that shit
Don't let part of ya speech
Make you lose part of ya teeth
Cause you aint hardly hard to me if you want beef from me

(Chorus) 2x
If you want beef it's right here, here, yeah, yeah
Cause if it's on then it's on, If you want it then come on
If you want beef it's right here, here, yeah, yeah
If you want it come on, nigga just say what you want

(Verse 3) Tech N9ne：
Beef is when a nigga run around town talkin about you owe him a
hundred g's
Beef is when a nigga tell somebody he wanna get you when you
hear about it overseas
Beef is a nigga that's sinful
Draw a wicked plan out with a stencil
Tell ya homeboys falsified info
And that's so he can turn them all against you
Hatin on you, the bitches and niggas sayin you wack
When everything you got workin is play in the back
Go back to crack
Go back to sprayin the gat
Cause your bullshit rap don't stay on the rack
7th Heaven gonna have to put the shit on auction
'cause the shit ain't poppin
Nigga knew it was shockin
When you was sellin cds out of the trunk in Joplin
And I was on tour fuckin bitches in Auckland
Regime Life nigga fuck everybody else
Deuce Click Deuce Click damage ya body health
Sayin nobody feel me, well nobody feel you
Police tryin to tell me how to kill you
When you feel you really wanna jump in the mildew
Ain't no tellin what niggas with kids will do
Travis O'Guin you know he got bills too
We ain't the ones trippin nigga it's still you
Never thought I would see the day
That I would be speakin
About a nigga that I called my bro man but then a nigga really
got to thinkin
I gave 'em 25 Thou of mine
Q gave 'em 50 for no damn reason
So the pub I gave you for 25
100 G's I say we even

(Chorus) 2x
If you want beef it's right here, here, yeah, yeah
Cause if it's on then it's on, If you want it then come on
If you want beef it's right here, here, yeah, yeah
If you want it come on, nigga just say what you want

If you want beef it's right here!


14.My Own Hell

Lyricist：Dajuan Cayson, Aaron Yates

I really don't have to tell you much about this one
Because the song is like the song is like self-explanatory
You know what I mean？
It's called My Own Hell

Story about me, and Midwest side, and Hog style Records
And people around me, and my wife, and stuff like that
Pretty personal
Real ruff copy

It's the only one we got
You know what I mean？ I think y'all really love the story
People are nosy and want to know about my life so check this out
This is called, 'My own hell' produced by Don Juan

Nigga, my life is straight conflict
When all I want to do is kick it hard and make bomb shit
Every perimeter I enter is infested with a sinner
Seems like I'm losing and never coming out the winner

Shit, I'm the only one kicking it
Everyone else plotting and scheming
But yet they never listen when I say
I'm a little piece of love and a pit full of demons

Midwest side was record company comprised of all friends
Who grew up together and shared ends
Nobody stepped on nobody's toes
Don Juan was executive producer, Juan had beats I had flows

Scoob and Txx Will did promotion
Got it where Mitch Bade was the shit and got Kansas City open
Juan got that shit to Quincy Jones through a chick named Mona
Three days later Q called us back and it was on

Q told us to wait on putting the record out indy
The record company will make it to where we'll have plenty
So we waited, should we put this out？ We debated
But working with Quincy we were elated

So now we on the road to L.A. and it was live
Till we got to Quincy's and Don Juan to Scooby and them to wait
outside
That's when the tension started to build
Niggaz started feeling unappreciated and then shit got real

'97 Quincy called back for me and Juan
I told my Rogue Dog niggaz just to remain calm
I'm 'bout to make it so we can bling, get us nice things
And then Don Juan said, 'Let's mash for our dreams'

Scooby didn't like the way he spent his money on promos
T-shirts and money to make room for logos
He thought he wasn't appreciated, Midwest side depreciated
Gone for the summer and everybody waited

Bakarii didn't like the fact he was down with Mitch Bade
He felt that he should be the next nigga to get paid
Txx Will got tired of being lectured
On distribution so the anted up and started Hog style Records

My niggaz wanted me to ride
Hell yeah I'm down, Tecca Nina's on both sides
Hog style's like fuck 'em, 'cuz they didn't believe in 57
Midwest side's the same, but the love, I'm trynna find my way to
heaven

Yo
This is my own hell, nigga this is my own hell
Just trynna make my records sell
Off in my own hell, nigga this is my own hell

We want to Cali to hook with QD3
They wanted the superstar to be me
Kicked it with big Q off in the wild wild west they signed me to
Quest
Didn't know I was in for some more perspective mess

Quest fighting Midwest side over a single
All the way from the love angel to Chris Cringle
CEO of Midwest side fighting QD over my budget
QD fighting quest 'cuz he never loved it

Warner Bros fighting back and forth with my artists
'Cuz the bitch who's handling money is retarded
Quest don't like Midwest side, QD3 don't like Quest
And I'm sitting in the middle depressed

Warner Bros send me four Gs a month
I'm kickin' it at parties, liquor, weed, and cunts
When everybody's fussing and fighting
I'm suffering peacefully like novacaine

That's because I didn't know the game
Midwest side, Juan, and QD3, Q W E S T fighting over me
Sway and Tech fighting Q over a check he didn't pay but I suffer
Yeah, I suffer at the end of the day

Yo
This is my own hell, nigga this is my own hell
Just trynna make my records sell
Off in my own hell, nigga this is my own hell

My female friends started not to like my woman
When they found my marriage was comin'
My wife didn't like my friends from the get go
She say them bitches ain't nothing
But fucking famous rapper niggaz for the grip hoes

Wifey don't like me hanging out with E and Beans
'Cuz when we be seeing E and Beans wifey be seeing things
Beans don't like Sheryl 'cuz Sheryl fine a hell
And Beans things Sheryl will take the dick to show and tell

Sheryl don't like Beans 'cuz Beans rude
She wish Beans would go back to Chicago with her dude
Sayin' he don't like Dr. Wick
But Dr. Wick don't give a shit

Zany got Nicky waiting for the hit
Wifey study entire 'cuz something look fishy
'Cuz all my relations iffy iffy

Now all these niggaz in my rhyme are my people
No one can save them not even a steeple could make the equal
You're all my sisters, my brothers, but I'm tired of mediating
I'mma sit back and watch y'all kill each motherfucking other

Yo
This is my own hell, nigga this is my own hell
Just trynna make my records sell
Off in my own hell, nigga this is my own hell

This is my own hell, nigga this is my own hell
Just trynna make my records sell
Off in my own hell, nigga this is my own hell


15.I'm a Playa - Remix

Lyricist：F Bolland, R Bolland, J Hoelzel, R Rubeck, Christopher
Watson, Aaron Yates

I'm a playa, I'm a playa
I'm a playa, I'm a playa
I'm a playa, I'm a playa
I'm a playa, I'm a playa
Oh, oh, oh, oh, I'm a playa
(Yea, Tecca Nina is a playa)

If you see me lookin' clean cut
Matchin' from head to toe dippin' with a mean strut
Throwin' and blowin' green stuff hella creamed up with a bling
cup
Ain't no wicked we can kick it if you blue or beamed up

If you, see me step off in the clubber with some pros
With about 6 of 'em cut no longer waiting to be chose
And if you hear me tell my homies anything goes
With these chickens dippin' to Davy's right when the clubber
close

If you see me on the grind gettin' mine
If you bust in the room and find me hittin' yours from behind
If you hear me bustin' rhymes rippin' each and every time
If I got it at capacity yet you still got a line

If I'm rollin' on dubs, if it's K-Town Bud
If they showin' me love with a red rug at the club
If you see them hatas giving me mugs, ladies giving me hugs
No, it ain't no rocket science it's because

I'm a playa, I'm a playa
I'm a playa, I'm a playa
I'm a playa, I'm a playa
I'm a playa, I'm a playa
Oh, oh, oh, oh, I'm a playa
(Yea, Tecca Nina is a playa)

I'm a playa, I'm a playa
I'm a playa, I'm a playa
I'm a playa, I'm a playa
I'm a playa, I'm a playa
Oh, oh, oh, oh, I'm a playa
(Yea, Tecca Nina is a playa)

I'm a playa in every sense of the word ya heard
I'm getting' money from these dummies flip your chick so absurd
I'm a playa and I pop collars
I'm a playa when I don't or when I do drop dollars, them rot
wielders

She don't want no softy sayin' he do when he don't
She don't want no perpetratin' 9 to fiver tryin' to flaunt
She don't want no punk that can't get it krunk
No she don't, that's how it go, so my homie Kaliko tell'em what
she want

She want a playa not thugs on dubs
We be rollin' them 22's and 3's poppin' ludes and V's
I'm in hot pursuit of a prostitute
Kaliko knock boots gots lots to shoot

And I'm pullin' out the latex and given it to who's next
And fool 'em pull a brunette wit unforgettable sex
She's oohin'-oohin'-ooh sweat and I ain't tellin' who's wet
And I ain't gettin' loose yet, so who's next for group sex

I'm a playa, I'm a playa
I'm a playa, I'm a playa
I'm a playa, I'm a playa
I'm a playa, I'm a playa
Oh, oh, oh, oh, I'm a playa
(Yea, Tecca Nina is a playa)

I'm a playa, I'm a playa
I'm a playa, I'm a playa
I'm a playa, I'm a playa
I'm a playa, I'm a playa
Oh, oh, oh, oh, I'm a playa
(Yea, Tecca Nina is a playa)
Listen closely 'cuz this is sumthin' you mite not know

Never ever tell ya love where else you get your love
Move in groups no one on one when you hit the club
And you should know this if you call yourself a wicked thug
If you creep to the movies throw away your ticket stub

If you sexin' learn this lesson when you wash off
Just use hot water don't put no soap on your wash cloth
That way when you get home no questions you won't leave her bent
Don't be a dope and use the soap cause it will leave a scent

Don't tell a number two that she's your one and only
Cause if she know it's way easy to go her own way
If you taking chickens to your secret home hey
Always go the back way to confuse 'em just take the long way

To all the ladies if you playin' throw ya hands up
To all my fellas if you playin' throw ya grands up
This is foreva baby havin' clever thangs I'm a playa
Mother fucker and I bet I'll never change

I'm a playa, I'm a playa
I'm a playa, I'm a playa
I'm a playa, I'm a playa
I'm a playa, I'm a playa
Oh, oh, oh, oh, I'm a playa
(Yea, Tecca Nina is a playa)

I'm a playa, I'm a playa
I'm a playa, I'm a playa
I'm a playa, I'm a playa
I'm a playa, I'm a playa
Oh, oh, oh, oh, I'm a playa
(Yea, Tecca Nina is a playa)

I'm a playa, I'm a playa
I'm a playa, I'm a playa
I'm a playa, I'm a playa
I'm a playa, I'm a playa
Oh, oh, oh, oh, I'm a playa
(Yea, Tecca Nina is a playa)

I'm a playa, I'm a playa
I'm a playa, I'm a playa
I'm a playa, I'm a playa
I'm a playa, I'm a playa
Oh, oh, oh, oh, I'm a playa


16.Freaky

Lyricist：Dajuan Darvelle Cayson, Aaron Yates

FREAK

This is for my tail clappers, mail stackers
Ass shakers, cash makers, who blast Vegas
Yo, this is for the freaks baby, petite ladies
Even my cellulite ladies, this is Tech N9ne, baby

When I was 5 years old,
My uncle snuck me into a drive-in show
Got in without pay I hid between Jimmy and Babe Roe
A triple X flick didn't even know what I was in for
Yo

I seen some things that made me feel kinda funny inside
I seen some things that my momma wouldn't want me
To see at this size, I seen some stuff, homeboys in the back
Was huffin' and puffin', windows foggy
Didn't know when I come of age, I'd be a gluten for muffins

Homeboy when I seen this I mean this
I was really shocked
And my teammate was really fiendish
It got really hot

Feelin' blanket a little squeamish
But I didn't want it to stop
My uncle said now, Tez don't piss your pants
Everybody laughed and presented to watch

Went back to school yo, the next day
Didn't look at home girls the same way
Started askin' neighbors can they girls come out to play
Instead of hide and go seek, it's hide and get it with no delay

I grew this thing called freaky, y'all
Sex on my brain, it was the best thing
I caught it when I was young an honorary
Just a baby havin' nasty dreams

I heard it was a Zodiac thing they say
Scorpio's are known to be freaks
I see somethin' lookin' good I say dwam
And when I see that ass hop I get geek

Time kept her movin' though my shell is closed
Fly looking at young girlie's saying her tail is swole
I am already sittin' there hopin' that hell is cold
N9ne lost his virginity when he was 12 years old

Wit a girl named Marlene, me and her was starvin'
For each other under the covers cooped up like sardines
My hard thing started bargin', farted was retarded
When it spit on her we started to arguin'

Here's a message to the young folks
Don't try this at home
Don't start it early like Tech N9ne
Wait till you are grown

When I was in high school
I'd wake up in the mornin' after I took a shower
I'd put on a non-lubricated condom
'Cause it could be on at any hour

In my brain is like a disease
I see a fine girl walking by I'm on her like freeze
I ain't gotta let her know I write hits or I got cheese
All she gotta do is look into my eyes
Get her hypnotized and watch her open them LEG's

I grew this thing called freaky, y'all
Sex on my brain, it was the best thing
I caught it when I was young an honorary
Just a baby havin' nasty dreams

I heard it was a Zodiac thing they say
Scorpio's are known to be freaks
I see somethin' lookin' good I say dwam
And when I see that ass hop I get geek

Nowadays I'm off up in adult clubs, I cannot shake it
Pretty women I wanna give 'em more love, I cannot fake it
Freaky virus you got me off in lust when that's where you bring
us
Got me lovin' really big bust and that cunnilingus

I still be watching pornos, eatin' Digiornos
My hormones been runnin' wild since the day that I was born on
Tossed ya, broke it off ya in the kitchen, I'ma post ya
On the sink we breakin' dishes, Michael Douglas and Glenn Close,
ya

Do you really wanna get up in the bed wit a psycho sex fiend
If you never wanna do it in the flesh we could do it in a wet
dream
Im'ma get up in your brain no pain it'll be me and you, cha, cha
In a minute before I get in it
I'm gonna tell you boo what I really wanna do I wanna

I grew this thing called freaky, y'all
Sex on my brain, it was the best thing
I caught it when I was young an honorary
Just a baby havin' nasty dreams

I heard it was a Zodiac thing they say
Scorpio's are known to be freaks
I see something lookin' good I say dwam
And when I see that ass hop I get geek

Scorpios Aquarius, Gemini, Cancer
Leo, Virgo, Libra, Taurus, Capricorn
Sagittarius, Pisces, Aries

I see somethin' lookin' good I say dwam
And when I see that ass hop I get geek


17.Strange

Lyricist：Quincy D Iii Jones, Aaron Yates

The strangest, straight derangest
Strange
(Strawn Jay)
Strange
Uh, Midwest side, hit that Bombay

Let's get it on, raps new phenomenon
Hit 'em up with the flippers and rupture your dome
Me calm down, never you say me song sound like butt
You say, I'm washed up？ Nigga, what, what, what？

This is when I kick, kick it with this rhythmic syphilis
Fuck dem 9 rhymes, make 'em go blind every time
On that cannabis and it is not for the mini mind
But the mind of a gage high

On stage 'cause minimum wage had me in a maximum rage
Page masta scrap, the velosoraptor of rap
See me, come tight like a pig in a bikini
Please, all emcees know I be on my Q's and P's

Even Run D.M.C., I'm a deadly disease
High voltage, just take a look at the psychosis
Deranged, I claimed the man's plain atrocious
Flows be constant, I rock from here to Wisconsin
My killer flow makes me jerk my Johnson

He's strange and I like it
He's strange
(All day all night)
Just the way he is
(Uh, like this)

Tecca Nina, Tecca Nina
(Wassup？)
Why you so damn psycho？
(Couldn't tell ya baby, I'm makin' rella baby, flippin' hella
baby)
(Ask your nearest fortune teller, baby, strange)

Mushroom headed keeps me prophetic
But that slow motion makes me see life like a movie
The Bombay brother with the ganja stick
It'll get you stuck if you let

Calm me, but no calming Aron Dante
Just call me the strange or strange Bombay
Distinguishing the kcuf from tihs
From hip hop comes this

Apocalypse got control of your hips
A, it's beautimous, hella rap metamorphosis
MC corpsesis around me
They found me jacuzzin' with my sorceresses

Fire up the Vega and get blowed
And roll to a spot with Biancs
Then bust hoes in their olds
So different they wanna kill me like they killed Bruce Lee

What？ On the set, no shet
Saw my Bianc with bagets
Midwest flex flows, likes to sex those
Little wet flesh holes, insane brain frames
Never that plane Jane

He's strange and I like it
He's strange
(All day all night)
Just the way he is
(Uh, like this)

Tecca Nina, Tecca Nina
(Wassup？)
Why you so damn psycho？
(Couldn't tell ya baby, I'm makin' rella baby, flippin' hella
baby)
(Ask your nearest fortune teller, baby, strange)

I can give myself a C-section
With a rusty jagged weapon
Bungee wit 100 feet of slack
In front of my kids with no discretion

Strange days like Juliet Lewis
And Angela Basset off in a casket
Trippin with the 9
Get your mind blown like a head gasket

Mizzery's in the house for the '99 shot
Futuristic ladies love me a whole whole lot
When demons try to do me Jew
They know they wicked

So I bust 'em if you ain't down with 3DQ
Who be you？ Nina Tech, respect, Midwest Side
For life, grab a mic, and hurt you like a La' Bianca murder
The sound lab got my microchip screwed

Ah shit, malfunction back words, this, kcuf, uoy, mub, now I'm
cool
Pain givers, slang spitters, hang niggas, insane figures
No shame aim triggas, lame brain splitters, vein slitter, gang
critters
Dame hitters, Wayne livers, narcotical strange nigga

He's strange and I like it
He's strange
(All day all night)
Just the way he is
(Uh, like this)

Tecca Nina, Tecca Nina
(Wassup？)
Why you so damn psycho？
(Couldn't tell ya baby, I'm makin' rella baby, flippin' hella
baby)
(Ask your nearest fortune teller, baby, strange)


18.Einstein Tech N9ne

Lyricist：Grant Rice, Aaron Dontez Yates

Einstein, Tech N9ne
Einstein, Tech N9ne

If you got scratch
Nigga
Get the fuck up
Throw your hands up
If you hella
Fucked up
Einstein
Tech N9ne
Two triple zip
Crack a jaw
Whip 'em all
If they wanna trip

Ladies with the bar codes
Meet me after this
Maybe you can show me
The meaning of abyss
Everybody on the wall
Momma is a bzzz
Had her at
The budgetel
Stroking
On my dzzz

This ones
For the psychos
Gang bangers
And sluts
Bumbs holding the pipe
Those
College graduate fucks
I feel for no foes
I kill till I close
My trap
I'm ill when I flow
And you never doze
When I rap

Tech tech
Gimme women and much alcohol
And I'm straight
Eat drink
And be merry
Yo come tomorrow
Might be your fate
Yo look
Look over there
It's that
Nigga with the hair
Tech and Juan
What a pair
The rest equals
MC squares
What

Who got this
Mutha fucking house
On lock
(Who)
Einstein
(Huh what)
Tech N9ne
Dwamn
Who keeps it sizzling
Who keeps it hot
(Who)
Einstein
(Huh what)
Tech N9ne
Dwamn
K C Mo roll
K C Mo roll

Everybody witness
My soul sickness
If you dig tech
When he's twisted
Then go get this
Bringing the house down
When I rip shit
Like the plates shifted
Angels come in many shades
Either drunk or lifted

The Einstein
Meaning gifted
Too slick to get with
Two years ago
My shit was broke
But now I fixed it
With the quickness
You missed it
When I used to roll with
Misfits and nitwits
But now who I do biz with
Ain't none of yo business

Blood thirst
In the church now
The earth's
The worst
Clutch your purse
When we lurk
'Cause we cursed
From work
Trying to
Party like a mutha fucka
Broke as a joke
Don't hire me
But you arrest me
When I'm selling my dope

So who's the Einstein
In N9ne N9ne
Tech N9ne
I'm crime mind
In my prime
I'm mixing
One fifty-one
With Malibu rum
And pineapple juice
Among all my angels
And wicked ones

We're the party people
Night and day
Living crazy is the only way
Einstein
When I'm on it
Einstein
Rock it
Like you mutha fuckers want it

Who got this
Mutha fucking house
On lock
(Who)
Einstein
(Huh what)
Tech N9ne
Dwamn
Who keeps it sizzling
Who keeps it hot
(Who)
Einstein
(Huh what)
Tech N9ne
Dwamn
K C Mo roll
K C Mo roll

What do we say
To haters off top
Haters got beef
They thinking we got
We gon get postal
If it don't stop
You can get ghost
Or you can get shot

Generation X
Gon party till the death
Anybody tripping
Gettin' greeted with a stretch
Taking everything
And we're leaving nothing left
Demons gotta die
Have 'em breathing last breaths

I feel that
I got will
And I'm gon bill
Till I'm killed
Bell till I bail
If I fail
Then I'm gon steal
What I will

Tech is a realist
Running with killas
You better vill this
Be the witness
To the coldest
When I hold this dick
They break camp
When I flow this

Einstein go the ill route
Throw up your hands
If you're villed out
Or if you're real sauced
I told y'all I'm cold
Dog I flows
All heat
I'm representing
Rogue dog
Rogue dog
Fifty-seventh street
What

Who got this
Mutha fucking house
On lock
(Who)
Einstein
(Huh what)
Tech N9ne
Dwamn
Who keeps it sizzling
Who keeps it hot
(Who)
Einstein
(Huh what)
Tech N9ne
Dwamn
K C Mo roll
K C Mo roll

Einstein, Tech N9ne
Einstein, Tech N9ne
Einstein, Tech N9ne
Einstein, Tech N9ne
Einstein, Tech N9ne
Einstein, Tech N9ne


19.Devil Boy

Lyricist：Aaron Dontez Yates

Who the hell is Satan？ And why I gotta be 'em？
I ain't worshipped Nathan, so why you gotta see 'em？
When you look at me is it the Imagery？
It's gotta godly evils not my energy
I pose as angels clothes is mangled
Instead of girbeaus and kangols, the ho's still dangle
I chose the angle of souls who tangle
With foe's those who stain yo brain so bane though painful

Shit is what they like, hit is what they might
Spit his stuff in life, shit is fuckin' tight
But some people think it's an evil experiment
Some people is fearin' it those who do Beatles is hearin' it
Sincerity is neezle sin, people who look and never listen
They thinkin' that I'm the tyranny of evil men
But I just tell it like it is dude
My life story's quite gory spittin' even if it is rude
So ain't no brimstone I ain't Jim Jones
So put your grins on listen to them songs
And you will see that they be classics, verbal gymnastics
You call me Lucifer go to hell you bastard

They call me Devil Boy, they call me Devil Boy
The way I come is sick and I'm on some other level boy
They call me Devil Boy, they call me Devil Boy
'Cause I am not the everyday I'm not no mellow boy
They call me Devil Boy, they call me Devil Boy
And those who know me yes they know that I am well annoyed
They call me Devil Boy, if you call me Devil Boy
You're going to all burn in hell

Hot Christians pop my disc in
Stop the dissin', squat and listen
I never say hail Satana
I'll never bail out and sell out and sell gay drama
Hey mama they trying to crucify me like Jesus
Religious groups deny me like skeezers
We mic pleasers rip it and write heaters
Niggas that ain't pleased with quickness are light readers

I said Anghellic, then let the man sell it
I let the fans smell it, then I expand relish
But the devil tried to stop me that's JCOR
They thought I'd crumble when it's rocky and stay poor
Deus Vobiscum we playas go get some sprayers
And hits 'em with layers of slayer inscriptions
That means God be with you we split dude then hit you
With pistols whip you then giggle never dissing nizzle again

I talk about the rain, I talk about the sun
I speak about the pain, I speak about the fun
I'm sayin' that I'm bad, I'm sayin that I'm good
I'm saying this to the suburnites and every hood
Yaw act like I'm sayin', 'I love Lucifer I will kill all of you'
Mother Fucker I ain't step into the lime light
To devil worship in front of kids
Get yo mind right

They call me Devil Boy, they call me Devil Boy
The way I come is sick and I'm on some other level boy
They call me Devil Boy, they call me Devil Boy
'Cause I am not the everyday I'm not no mellow boy
They call me Devil Boy, they call me Devil Boy
And those who know me yes they know that I am well annoyed
They call me Devil Boy, if you call me Devil Boy
You're going to all burn in hell

They call me Devil Boy but I don't like that
Those who recite that, that's where the fights at
'Cause I'mma tight cat who hella write rap
Even a slight crack and I'll be right back
To the devil worshipers at my signings thinkin'
I'm narly, I just wanna go to your parties
So I can run through all your goth bitches and rock bitches
Take 'em on the block and now they 2Pac bitches

I love the dark side with horror got archives
I'm sure you got hard lives, Missourah is our side
And it's hella depressin', hella of a stressin'
Retrogression back to depression a hell of a lesson
This where it gets more sick, don't respect poor pricks
Who listen to this album and then say exorcist
You dense, hence the word Ang it means good
Hellic it means bad, you didn't catch it you should have
Idiots make me wanna bust it, rebel toys
Tried to explain now I say fuck it, several ploys
Foolish title I can't touch it, Devil Boy
'Cause I talk backwards, susej sevol uoy

They call me Devil Boy, they call me Devil Boy
The way I come is sick and I'm on some other level boy
They call me Devil Boy, they call me Devil Boy
'Cause I am not the everyday I'm not no mellow boy
They call me Devil Boy, they call me Devil Boy
And those who know me yes they know that I am well annoyed
They call me Devil Boy, if you call me Devil Boy
You're going to all burn in hell

They call me Devil Boy, they call me Devil Boy
The way I come is sick and I'm on some other level boy
They call me Devil Boy, they call me Devil Boy
'Cause I am not the everyday I'm not no mellow boy
They call me Devil Boy, they call me Devil Boy
And those who know me yes they know that I am well annoyed
They call me Devil Boy, if you call me Devil Boy
You're going to all burn in hell


20.S.I.M.O.N. Says

Lyricist：Dajuan Darvelle Cayson, Samuel William Christopher Watson,
Aaron Dontez Yates

Simon says I can make a grip if I unload this clip
And empty off in another if I want to get paid
Ain't no games to be played

Scarface I watch on a daily basis
Smokin' laces, goin' different places
Stickin' millie in they faces
No cases, lucky me

'Cause Simon said I'm gonna live through the shoot of sellin'
Big budda, blunts big enough for a pharmacital distributor
Pimp you tha, go down on how many words demanded me
And Bakari, Evil Ward, PKW, I ran this

My shit was landed, playa vision was my decision
Fuckin' school 'cause my teachers a fool for followin' rules
When I make that run, when I make that sound when I pop that gun
Leaving demons numb, releasing feecies, piss and cum

Now my futures looking manic, satanic, forces ran it
And it don't matter none to me 'cause Simon got my head
I'm mentally dead and I'll pump you full of lead
Just because Simon said

Simon says
Sex, indiga, money, obsession, neglect
Oh, yeah
Simon says

Bitches, Bianca's and biatchresses is all the same
Simon says he already equipped me with hella game
What did he want from me？ Small deeds
And get nothing but I'll run up in it, all creeds, planting the
seeds

He said I can stick it with no protection
I know flections with a hoe with no J on my erection
It's not a god call, hittin' this fraud wall, I'm just an
oddball
Running back and forth through Todd Hall

All, these bitches, swingin' on my inches
Thinkin' that they gettin' white picket fences, on my expenses
Simon said no worries
Akuna matata but my dick is heated like an anchalota
It's gettin' hotta, nobody move, nobody get burned

Bullshit if I more flex, I guess I'm on it when I get dressed in
the latex
I bone it but I don't cum
Niggas like me end up dead fucked up naked head
Just because Simon said

Simon says
Sex, indiga, money, obsession, neglect
Oh, yeah
Simon says

Simon says
Sex, indiga, money, obsession, neglect
Oh, yeah
Simon says

Sex, indiga, money, obsession, neglect
That's what S.I.M.O.N means
But I heard this voice say, 'Hey Tech, what about your dreams？'
Fuck that dreamin' and do this dirt, said that's how I'm gonna
win
You gotta act like you want to be livin' fat like a Samoan

Could it be endless listening to Simon？
This time I chose to kick rhymes
Get mines, the big times waitin' for me
Was tryin' to get signed

Heard my mom got a record deal with Jimmy Jam and Terry Louis
Prospective, now I'm the straight bomb
Boom in the face, I'm on the paper chase
Simon said he couldn't believe I resorted to rhymin'

Throw your shit together, no time for relaxin'
Time to go back to popin' your 9 mille jackin'
So what, I'm stuck but I'm hearing voices saying
'Fuck that nigga named Simon'

Get with a nigga named Diamond
And now, a nigga from the Midwest
Is 'bout to have these Bianca's hearing me wide spread
Fuck what Simon said

Simon says
Sex, indiga, money, obsession, neglect
Oh, yeah
Simon says

Simon says
Sex, indiga, money, obsession, neglect
Oh, yeah
Simon says

Simon says
Sex, indiga, money, obsession, neglect
Oh, yeah
Simon says


21.Be Jealous

Haa haa haa, I'm just a young boy, trying to get my money on
Making music in K.C., haa haa haa
But Mitch Bade nigga's, wanna hate Techa Nina
And they won't stop fucking with me, so I'ma fuck wit niggas

Naa naa naa, you cannot fuck with
That nigga Tech N9ne, coming wit that rough shit
Them niggas know that I deserve it when they heard it
Had the nerve to say it's nothing, nigga, so I got to bust this

Be jealous, this is dedicated to all ya'll hater's
Be jealous, I see ya'll watching me when I walk in the club
Be jealous, this is dedicated to all Mitch Bader's
Be jealous, you mother fucker's ain't showing Tech Nina no love

Fuck muthafuckers, buck muthafuckers, and the pain come, nigga
With a bang, I'ma killer, better duck, muthafucker
Watch you standing on？ Nada, what you claim to bone？ Nada
What you plan to own？ Nada, that shit done came and gone

Blood sweat and tears nigga, been about fifteen years nigga
Ain't never been no fears nigga, all I hear is cheers nigga
That's why I be in the bathroom with the bitches at Maniacs
That's why them hoe's in the club with Tech given blowjobs in
the back

How many niggas really worry 'bout scars？
How many niggas wanna become a wuss？
Fuck with a nigga like Tech and a buzz
Right to the head and the grave is dug

Mean Mugs, nigga's ain't never seen love
So they stream blood while I fiend bub full of green shrubs
And mushrooms, I bust rooms, open a custom
To float across the ocean with verbal motion the notion is
boasting
I'm hoaking with jealous, motherfuckers embellish
But you can't say I ain't ready for fame, yonks, and relish

Be jealous, when you see me on the TV screen whiling
Be jealous, when you see me in the magazine smiling
Be jealous, when they let me in the club for free, niggas
Be jealous, 'cuz I'm bumy wit bitches around me

Haa haa, motherfucker, haa haa
Haa haa, motherfucker, haa haa
Haa haa, motherfucker, haa haa
And the lit, I'ma spit, I'ma kick that shit

No more stalling, I'ma start prowling on niggas, growling on
niggas
And we smiling 'cuz the Villain album went six thousand on
niggas
In Kansas City alone, we packed the dome with Mike and Liddy
alone
In the west side, Lee Jone, Milly Mal, I left you but it's a
pity you're gone

Niggas ain't know mine, 'cuz they know it, and I'ma do it big
That's why the Techa Nina never ever got a problem getting a gig
'Cuz I rip shit they liked, I flip shit you make right
When I spit shit, I get rich quick, and make hits from doctors
they liked

Nine millimeter guns, gonna be the one, making a million, when I
come
Never gonna be the bum, where I come from, niggas better get
some
Tried to be right to these niggas, tried to be nice to these
niggas
So now it's time for Nine Godzilla to make mice of these niggas

You envy me, 'cuz your bitch play Techa Nina all day
And you see me on MTV, kicking it with king Tech, my nigga sway
Broke niggas ain't friends to me, you niggas really want me to
disperse？
Alright, I'll leave, but when I come back
It's gonna be 20 G's a verse, nigga

Be jealous, when you see me on the TV screen whiling
Be jealous, when you see me in the magazine smiling
Be jealous, when they let me in the club for free, niggas
Be jealous, 'cuz I'm bumy wit bitches around me

Haa haa, motherfucker, haa haa
Haa haa, motherfucker, haa haa
Haa haa, motherfucker, haa haa
And the lit, I'ma spit, I'ma kick that shit

Niggas better stop talking about me, I ain't did shit
I don't rap against niggas, stop trying to get me to rap
So ya'll can make grits
Agony, don't be speaking my name, I know I fucked up
On a personal tip, but if you niggas talking about you better
rap
Mother fuckers better duck

And if any of you niggas over there on the inside
Infiltrating me and my rouges
Them niggas don't give no fucks about how many Tech N9NE units
sold
And whoever you bitch niggas is saying, I'm kicking it in Lee
Joes log
Lee Joe'll tell you I'm original, and by the way Lee Joe my dog!

And that justice motherfuckers won't quit, saying
'The calm before the storm' ain't shit
We killed y'all when 96-97, when about when the new shit hit
And I heard niggas said I was washed up
Said the Tech N9NE flow was sleep
That's probably why I got new shit in new movies like
'Digging in water and it's too deep'

Niggas be jealous, tie you up and beat you down to a bloody pulp
son
Got my villains and me, mad enough to bust one
I'm the second coming, but you don't know 'cuz you dumb
Before I go, I'll tell you jealous motherfuckers to suck one

Be jealous, when you see me on the TV screen whiling
Be jealous, when you see me in the magazine smiling
Be jealous, when they let me in the club for free, niggas
Be jealous, 'cuz I'm bumy wit bitches around me

Haa haa, motherfucker, haa haa
Haa haa, motherfucker, haa haa
Haa haa, motherfucker, haa haa
And the lit, I'ma spit, I'ma kick that shit


22.Purgatory

I don't wanna die

But it's not just hell
See the children are reaching for heaven
But their souls are trapped in purgatory
It's when your soul is caught between the living and the dead


23.Big Bad Wolf

I've got my gun on spray, so don't try to
(Pop, pop)
Run away, hit 'em with the big bad wolf
86 sick streak inside of me

I'm giving 'em a dilemma the coming of a killer
The phantom of all niggas who wanna be Nina
But listen I kill a bitch in a vision of Milli-Vanilli
Motherfuckers who's being murdered by the Big Bad Wolf

Computerism I'll give 'em a push ripped you and your mocking
crew
What you gonna do when I pop at you, glock at you
Fill 'em with the venom who the fuck are you talking to？
Betray me, you crazy the kind of souls say Kevin Spacey

Niggas hate me, can't face me bitches like Cagney and Lacey
Basically tou can't ace me, I put that on school is the Lil
Tracey
Ya better mace me, 'cause I'ma fuck up a niggas career
If you think you trying to bite me, taste me, listen to me

Like guerrilla monsoon I'ma a wolf, so I howl at the
Motherfucking moon, I can smell a rotten fella, cotton dwella
Hella props to the jella, my nigga loom, 2 little pigs
Niggas who wanted to be the Big Bad Wolf

Tecca Nina clone, that's why this little piggy hit the carpet
And the other little piggy stayed home
Chrome huff and I'll puff and I'll blow that fucking mic down
and stuff
Hit me with a silver bullet and get it outta me
'Cause a weak bullet is only a mini-technicality

Follow me nigga if you gotta be Nina to get a bigger salary
Motherfucker to bust flows like Joe's or like those who make
relish
And throw Midwest blows at foes take another look
You ain't off the hook, you been peeking in my book nigga, look

Take another look, you ain't off the hook
You been peeking in my book nigga, look
Take another look, you ain't off the hook
You been peeking in my book nigga, look
You being a bitch as in Brooke, you're nothing but a crook
So you niggas can't fuck with the Big Bad Wolf

I've got my gun on spray, so don't try to
(Pop, pop)
Run away, hit 'em with the big bad wolf
86 sick streak inside of me

You thought you built yo rhyme outta some brick
Tech N9ne blew 'em away like sticks
Let's find who got the way tight licks I bet mine
You'll get 'em, 'cause they like this

The real shit mama mia disagree a I really better see a
Then be a cause when a nigga flowed what he wrote, sorry
That's all folks ah, ba, dee ah, ba, dee, ah, ba, dee, ah
You little niggas you can't fuck with the wolf
You a devil with hooves and death books

Came to a Tech N9ne show and got took
By the lyrical anghellical voice that's shook
Satan, the Lord Rebuts ya the power of Christ compels you
To get the Haff away from the Ish I'm spitting
You're losing, I'm sorry to tell you who the man now, who the
man now？

Motherfucker you a student, put ya hand down
Trying to growl like a wolf trying to pop like a Tech N9ne
Little nigga, you can't peck mine I'ma hairy motherfucker
With whiskers and I flips a hella script from here to Lamaviska

Kiss the fist of a nigga who walks so hard on niggas like you
I'll get a god damned blister nigga I'll huff and I'll puff
And I'll blow that fucking mic down and stuff
Hit me with a silver bullet and get it outta me
'Cause a weak bullet is only a mini-technicality

Follow me nigga if you gotta be Nina to get a bigger salary
Motherfucker to bust flows like Joe's or like those who make
relish
And throw Midwest blows at foes take another look
You ain't off the hook, you been peeking in my book nigga, look

Take another look, you ain't off the hook
You been peeking in my book nigga, look
Take another look, you ain't off the hook
You been peeking in my book nigga, look
You being a bitch as in Brooke, you're nothing but a crook
So you niggas can't fuck with the Big Bad Wolf

I've got my gun on spray, so don't try to
(Pop, pop)
Run away, hit 'em with the big bad wolf
86 sick streak inside of me

I've got my gat on ya tongue, so don't try to duck and run
(Pop, pop)
'Cause I'ma let ya know that wolf in reverse says flow
I gotta big bad flow and I'ma let ya nigga know that I rip it
'Cause I believe six, six, triple eight, forty-six, ninety-nine
three
Do ya know Big Bad Wolf smash chrome dome long gone


24.Einstien

Einstein, Tech N9ne
Einstein, Tech N9ne

If you got scratch nigga, get the fuck up
Throw your hands up if you hella fucked up
Einstein, Tech N9ne, two triple zip
Crack a jaw, whip 'em all, if they wanna trip

Ladies with the bar codes meet me after this
Maybe you can show me the meaning of abyss
Everybody on the wall, momma is a bzzz
Had her at the Budgetel, stroking on my dzzz

This ones for the psychos, gang bangers and sluts
Bumbs holding the pipe, those college graduate fucks
I feel for no foes, I kill till I close my trap
I'm ill when I flow and you never doze when I rap

Tech, tech, gimme women and much alcohol and I'm straight
Eat drink and be merry, yo come tomorrow might be your fate
Yo look, look over there, it's that nigga with the hair
Tech and Juan, what a pair, the rest equals MC squares, what

Who got this mutha fucking house on lock？ Who
Einstein, Tech n9ne, dwamn
Who keeps it sizzling, who keeps it hot？ Who
Einstein, Tech n9ne, dwamn

K C MO, roll
K C MO, roll

Everybody witness my soul sickness
If you dig Tech when he's twisted, then go get this
Bringing the house down when I rip shit, like the plates shifted
Angels come in many shades, either drunk or lifted

The Einstein meaning gifted, too slick to get with
Two years ago my shit was broke but now I fixed it
With the quickness you missed it
When I used to roll with Misfits and Nitwits

But now who I do biz with, ain't none of yo business
Blood thirst in the church now
The earth's, the worst, clutch your purse when we lurk
'Cause we cursed from work

Trying to party like a mutha fucka, broke as a joke
Don't hire me but you arrest me when I'm selling my dope
So who's the Einstein in N9ne, N9ne, Tech N9ne
I'm crime mind, in my prime, I'm mixing one fifty one with
Malibu rum
And pineapple juice among all my angels and wicked ones

We're the party people night and day
Living crazy is the only way
Einstein, gets it where I gots it when I'm on it, Einstein
Rock it, like you mutha fuckers want it

Who got this mutha fucking house on lock？ Who
Einstein, Tech n9ne, dwamn
Who keeps it sizzling, who keeps it hot？ Who
Einstein, Tech n9ne, dwamn

K C MO, roll
K C MO, roll

What do we say to haters off top
Haters got beef, they thinking we got
We 'gon get postal if it don't stop
You can get ghost or you can get shot

Generation X 'gon party till the death
Anybody tripping, gettin' greeted with a stretch
Taking everything and we're leaving nothing left
Demons gotta die have 'em breathing last breaths

I feel that I got will and I'm 'gon bill till I'm killed
Bell till I bail if I fail, then I'm 'gon steal what I will
Tech is a realist, running with killas, you better vill this
Be the witness to the coldest when I hold this dick
They break camp, when I flow this

Einstein, go the ill route, throw up your hands
If you're villed out or if you're real sauced
I told ya'll I'm Cold Dog I flows all heat
I'm representing, Rogue Dog, Rogue Dog
Fifty seventh street, what

Who got this mutha fucking house on lock？ Who
Einstein, Tech n9ne, dwamn
Who keeps it sizzling, who keeps it hot？ Who
Einstein, Tech n9ne, dwamn

K C MO, roll
K C MO, roll

Einstein, Tech N9ne
Einstein, Tech N9ne
Einstein, Tech N9ne
Einstein, Tech N9ne
Einstein, Tech N9ne


25.Areola

Tech N9ne Collabos
816 Boys, come on

She told me to hit it and split it and get up off her
Ease back, I'm just a little softer
I'm the one that be drivin' them crazy, out of their brains
So give me a peak of your areola out of your Hanes

'Cause she got thighs on her, look at the size on her
Big ol' shake like she need fries on her
Wanna see ya in ya bustier, swoop ya
See ya in a group and say, 'Hey'

Areola, stick 'em out, don't know what I'm talkin' 'bout
That circle around the Skittle in the middle you put in your
mouth
But I love ya, baby, hell naw
Titties, if they big or small that's what I'm talkin' 'bout
Now turn around and pull them out the bra

Ooh, areola, ooh, areola, ooh, areola
That shirt came off and showed a
Ooh, areola, ooh, areola, ooh, areola
That shirt came off, that bra came off that, ooh

Seen her lookin' pretty at the bar, taken over by an
Unadulterated player, way to get up in the middle
Till I panned up at them jugs, now I'm thinkin' about the
Little bitty circles decorated all around the nipple

With that badonk, it come with those tig ol' big o's
You see your firm breasticles
Just thought that I would let you know

So if you want to I can give you what you need
Just as long as you let me suck and touch on those titties, baby
I think that I am in love with what's with on these features
816, M I D Dub, F Y I in the future

Ooh, areola, ooh, areola, ooh, areola
That shirt came off and showed a
Ooh, areola, ooh, areola, ooh, areola
That shirt came off, that bra came off that, ooh

Baby girl, I wanna see you with the top off
Take the Vickie Secret off, you know it popped off her
Now I know she ready to get it knocked off
Kissed the areola and she said that it is gon' cost ya

I ain't givin' up the money
You know it that I'm a certified playa and I'm sumthin' like a
pimp
Ask ya mama, she could tell ya that Techa N9na's a bona fide
layer
Get ya walkin' with a limp

And you know it got tore owa up
Tecca N9na hit and it swole owa up
Never owa dough for the owa owa butt
Owa yo, don't you know I'm a owa owa nut？

I made a song about your areola
Go on and let ya bra fall right off ya shoulders
If you ain't got no titties, baby, you better hold up
What is an areola？

It's the area around the nipple
Boy, Makzilla made this official
Boy, don't trip, don't pull your pistol
Know what I'm sayin'？ Uh huh
Huh？

Ooh, areola, ooh, areola, ooh, areola
That shirt came off and showed a
Ooh, areola, ooh, areola, ooh, areola
That shirt came off, that bra came off that, ooh

Yeah, 816 Boys, Grammy Award winners
Come on, come on

Go on, pop up them areolas
Go on, pop up them areolas
Go on, pop up them areolas
Go on, pop up them areolas

Go on, pop up them areolas
Go on, pop up them areolas
Go on, pop up them areolas
Go on, pop up them areolas


26.Keep On Keepin' On (Featuring Big Krizz Kaliko)

Tech N9ne F／
You muthafuckas thing we gonna stop keepin' on
We shall prevail
Muthafuckas fear what they do not understand
And what they do not understand, they try and destroy
Come on, now

I hear 'em whisperin' in corners, speakin' dirty talk on us
'Bout how we too grown up, that we unknowners
And my persona is rock 'n' rollish
Yo', nigga told us, every word that you quoted
Said I wouldn't be the one that sold it, but ha, we exploded

I'm that rap nigga that you heard with 2Pac, Sole
Lynch and Bo, Wake Up Show wit King Tech and Sway
Yukmouth, Thicker Than Water, Gang Related, Eminem
Roger Trout, MC Ren, nigga Spice-1 and them

Hit 'em wit a venom, send 'em down, kill 'em when I spit
When I get a bit of scrilla, Tech is givin' niggas shit
Love 'em, love us but the playa hatin' niggas betta split
It'll neva be another Tecca Nina when I quit

You better kneel when you hear a nigga that's real
I feel 18 when I bust from the grill
Because, if you keep it young, yo' song is always sung
So, street life taught me to keep 'em sprung

God sent me to kill, lyrical scripts
The miracle whipped, you demons and hatas who tripped
Listen, I really feel my Villainty real when he spit
Fuck them, plus, anybody they go get and shit

You can pray and pray for my downfall
When I rise like the sun, I ain't fuckin' wit y'all
I'ma keep on keepin' on, keep on holdin' on

You can pray and pray for my downfall
When I rise like the sun, I ain't fuckin' wit y'all
I'ma keep on keepin' on, keep on holdin' on

The storm consumes all the sun and moon fall
When you saw the mega morion, Gregorian Jet and Ru Pauls
Extreme case of blue balls 'cuz you bang got fruit all in his
veins
What I'm sayin' is I will reign, murder you, all in his name

Biss malla wit the fist in a pistola
Dismiss the kiss from a hiss giva
Wrist slita, male bitch or witch wit a twist
A glitch man abyss swimma, trick

I will never slide, never fall, never fail
Never the Devils side, ever call, never Hell
But I got these muthafuckas prayin' for my downfall
But the orange hair means time to clown y'all

Thanks to Jenny, I'll get the message to many
The circus is comin' and gunnin' wit plenty
I heard that Bakari got a poster of me burnin'
To get his earnin's concernin', not I killed him but he ain't
learnin'

Nigga, you couldn't burn me wit acid or in a firey pit
You couldn't burn in a volcano, where lava is spit
You couldn't burn me, if you damned me to Hell, where Satan sit
The only way that you can burn me is wit ya bitch, nigga

You can pray and pray for my downfall
When I rise like the sun, I ain't fuckin' wit y'all
I'ma keep on keepin' on, keep on holdin' on

You can pray and pray for my downfall
When I rise like the sun, I ain't fuckin' wit y'all
I'ma keep on keepin' on, keep on holdin' on

Why don't you niggas keep ya mouth shut？
Without us, you clout sucks, you doubt us and get ya mouth bust
We veterans and better then you young cheesy cheddar men
Bouncin' across the nation and you home watchin' Letterman

I'm the nigga that got 'em listenin', I know it's sickenin'
To know I'm the nigga got girlies coochie glistenin'
From listenin' to my shit and when I get her for christenin'
She splits again 'cuz I made her spit the nitro glycerin

I'm on you, callin' me a old negro
But I don't know a young nigga that could hold me though
Plus, the dough be low, average and I hold the glow
But they want me to fall, so they can say, â½I told you soâ

But if I'm mutli punks would say I just lucked up
Keep talkin' that shit, might getcha fucked up
You some Jimmy Rucker, Tommy Tucker type of muthafuckas
Glamorize and specialize in gettin' butt fucked

Niggas, think they dope, then gonna try to check me
I'm here to let yo' ass know you need to respect me
'Cause although you ain't sayin' shit, you gettin' on my nerves
I'ma keep on keepin' on, mufucka, that's word

You can pray and pray for my downfall
When I rise like the sun, I ain't fuckin' wit y'all
I'ma keep on keepin' on, keep on holdin' on

You can pray and pray for my downfall
When I rise like the sun, I ain't fuckin' wit y'all
I'ma keep on keepin' on, keep on holdin' on

They say I don't fit in
But I won't listen

You can say what you wanna, I'ma come up from a
Life from livin' gutta, I have to be no otha
Say what you wanna, I'ma come up from a
Life from livin' gutta, I have to be no otha

Keep on keepin' on, keep on, holdin' on
Keep on keepin' on, keep on, holdin' on

So now, do you understand？
Is the picture clear with ya？
Fuck y'all niggas