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09.11.1999 |
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4. | Mizzizy Gets Bizzy (feat. Don Juan) |
5. | On Our Way To L.A. (feat. Don Juan) |
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7. | Clueless (feat. Larone Burnette and Solé) |
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14. | Mitchell Bade Interlude |
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[intro:]
You know what I'm sizzlin
It's time to get this party started right baby
Aw....my name.. they call me Tech N9ne
And I ah need a carabu lu
Uh that's 151 malibu rum and pineapple juice
You know what I'm sizzlin
Ha! Uh you down't know what dat is
Can't get the party started without that
Let's do it
[verse 1:]
You want me to jam I'm finna enta
Brain waves came from insane days
Make ya sick like bad mayonnaise
(Tech N9ne)
Got the remidie rhyme
Infinity
Criminally tryna be some shit
I crack ya open like the youngest male Kennedy
Got the whole planet rockin off the low blows
Dammit I show flows and poke holes that's supposed to be yo'z
Seekin my haters and in a dark alley tourmented by mine
Dodgin the [tech 4x N9ne 4x]
Now here's a message
Liberace may Chocolatate'
take em I'ma rock na
Playa, nigga fuck what I say
Throw ya souls in the air like this
Flash ya bar codes while I stick em
with another hit up out of the abyss
The Tech N9ne out to find vaginas
Since the playa clubbin it, grubbin it
Lovin that crema streama
My thing when I flips I got to make sho that it's hot
Gotta make the whole planet rock like this
[Chorus:]
Make that ass hop, don't stop
Down south niggaz make the planet rock
MIDWEST, too much ass in one room
Rat-a-tat tat-a-tat tat-a-tat BOOM
Make dat ass hop, make dat ass hop
All da ladies in the party make the planet rock
See dat ass hop, watch dat ass hop
All da fellas like to see ya make da planet rock
Hahaha dats way to much ass for me baby slow it down right here
[Verse 2:]
Call it what ya want it
Ghetto futuristic come get up on it
There's a black up in my sector can I jump on it
Cause all we wanna do is
Get drunk, get blowed, spin shits, and fuck hoes
We quick to beat a buster down bad
MidWest side put me in the sound lab
Now I'm hot damn like a ??
I'm flippin backwards for you flow snatchers
Blast ya'll
When I ask me to playin fast ball
Crash yall
Glad yall
Mad yall
Cause last call was in the back of the club
Bangin da hell outta dis bad bra
On my planet we take no haters for granted
They Kris Kross
(10 seconds til lift off)
Be somethin pistol grips off
Ripped off
The techniques I complete heat
Retreat 69 to 6 feet
Unique speeks freak tweeks
Never let the BCs can it
While the true trooper? of Tech Nena rock the planet
[Chorus]
Ay partna I got a wild one here
man see if you can help me here with this thang
It's all delicious baby
[Verse 3:]
I got dat type of funk to make ya ?? scream three
Six rappaz beein hunted by a killa MC
I neva killd a ?? with a 36D
A party with the bitches on my planet lookin crispy
Swiftly makin rappers do 360
(Neva do three 6s)
Otha niggas tryna dis me be
(Under these prefixes)
Non ill mouth
Functional (N9ne)
Rambuctional
Neva let up off a heated mic till I'm comfortable
Road Dawgs style
57, 56 street gang
Grips we gain
Anybody wanna trips we bang
Hit us with
(?? make em ask 4 it)
(Makin hella hoes getta nut)
(Make em put a ?? in dey butt)
(Betta hope she a slut)
(Nigga road neva give a fuck)
Why the attitude
Nena rache' got the sauce
I'm mad casue the chiefs lost
I'm pissed off
In Kansas City
I'm str8 from the abis
Tech N9ne
I got the planet rock with me
The whole planet rock like this
Nigga back up I aint know that was yo woman
All the broke ass playa haters be quiet (YEAH)
[Chorus]
I can tell that you can tell that I'm twisted
by the bulge in my pants so let's do it baby like this uh
Kansas City make da Planet Rock (Ugh)
St. Louis make da Planet Rock (Ugh)
Missouri make da Planet Rock (Ugh)
Chicago make da Planet Rock (Ugh)
Lawrence, Kansas make da Planet Rock (Ugh)
Topeka make da Planet Rock (Ugh)
KCK make da Planet Rock (Ugh)
Witchita make da Planet Rock (Ugh)
Minnasota make da Planet Rock (Ugh)
Cleveland make da Planet Rock (say wha)
Nebraska make da Planet Rock (ugh)
Oklahoma make da Planet Rock (ugh)
Detroit make da Planet Rock (ugh)
Mississippi make da Planet Rock (ugh)
Memphis make da Planet Rock (Bitch)
Indiana make da Planet Rock (ugh)
Dakota make da Planet Rock (ugh)
Carolina make da Planet Rock (ugh)
Virginia make da Planet Rock (ugh)
D.C make da Planet Rock (ugh)
Baton Rouge make da Planet Rock (ugh)
New Orleans make da Planet Rock (ugh)
Arkansas make da Planet Rock (ugh)
Alabama make da Planet Rock (ugh)
Atlanta make da Planet Rock (say wha)
Houston make da Planet Rock (say wha)
Dallas make da Planet Rock (say wha)
Fort Worth make da Planet Rock (say wha)
Miami make da Planet Rock (say wha)
New Jersey make da Planet Rock (say wha)
Philly make da Planet Rock (say wha)
New York make da Planet Rock (say wha)
Las Vegas make da Planet Rock (say wha)
Arizona make da Planet Rock (BEATCH!)
Seattle make da Planet Rock (say wha)
California make da Planet Rock (say wha)
L.A make da Planet Rock (say wha)
Englewood make da Planet Rock (say wha)
Compton make da Planet Rock (say wha)
Long Beach make da Planet Rock (BITCH!)
Sacramento make da Planet Rock (ugh)
Oaktown make da Planet Rock (BITCH)
San Dieago make da Planet Rock (HOE)
San Fransisco make da Planet Rock (say wha)
Mid-West make da Planet Rock (say wha)
Down SOuth make da Planet Rock (say wha)
East Coast make da Planet Rock (say wha)
West Coast make da Planet Rock (say wha)
I say ya mama make the planet Rock
I say ya daddy make the planet rock
I say ya mama sucked a dick cock
[outro:]
And we done
Cut dat shit out!
Motherfucker
Pola Bear in da house
Pola Bear track masta 98 style
Motherfuckin Midwest side to da fullest
Teck N9Ne, Don Juan
Nigga
We in the Bear tracks
Punck ass bitch
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[Verse 1]
Sunday morning I awake with head aching from the night before
Me and my niggas at the bowling alley tripping 'cause we all tore
I reminisce and kinda laugh despite my pain
'cause they kicked us out for throwing balls in other peoples lane
Sunny day in the summer
Is about to become a cloudy one outey from perious puffs
Devious sluts, mysterious stuff
Picked up the phone its on
I got my niggas on the line ready to swoop the N9ne
Once again I'm trippin on my relish to spend
But today I'm not gonna take these bitches to the West Glenn
'cause me and my Road Doggs and Road Hoggs
Slippin on a mission and conteplating on old calls
30 minutes later I'm waiting at the door ready to go
Feeling releived when I heard my niggas roll
Yelling thats my ride as my babygirl cries
Stepped inside looked around and everybodies looking
[Chorus]
Cloudy Eyed 8x's
Come and take a ride wit me, fly wit me,
Get high wit me, come and get cloudy eyes wit me
[Verse 2]
Everybodies blown but me Timly got them straight cummolous in his eyes
Puffing because Dr. Bombay and Purple Fuzz up above
This Sunday sunny day had that ???????
Scoop just started because his eyes restratus
435 North we dipping the suburbans filled with smoke
We jerking I'm hoping to get the new rotation working no joking
Eyes open
For the feels what it is what it was what it shall be
Is we high on L.A. indeed
Pass the puffy on the mid west town side much obliged
'cause I'm feeling high up and cloudy eyed
Windows down windows round my crown astounded
Right now my ?marial? dont wanna be grounded
I clowned it
Now my name is Munchie
Oooh you high
7-11 got the best food in the country
Blunts be serious when stuffed with funk
From the depths of Mizzou niggas have no clue what to do
Caught up with black in Texas Will
Whats the deal on our way to New Peking for real
We loud and boistrous as we stepped inside
Peoples looking at us funny 'cause everybodies looking
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
Cloudy eyed stroll now my strides slow
Walking up out the New Peking eyes closed
Took another hit from the poison mist
Got my brain on twist but I still persist
Whats up?
What we doing on a Sunday eve
Its straight to 5-6 best beleive
We calling up some biancas on the humbug
To come down around the town everybody else is Skateland bound
5-6-1-6 Highland feeling far out like Thailand
My man Diamond said no one can roll em like i can
Damn once again its on the biatreces from the phones
In the house and they straight getting blown
What ever happened I dont know
Woke up on the flo
5 o'clock in the morning I'm read to go fa sho
Gotta get back to the crib my squeeze said this shit is getting old
They dropped me off and thats the end of my (cloudy eyed) stroll
[Chorus]
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[Girl] Only if you promise to smack me goddamnit
[Tech N9ne] I think I'm gonna do the uhh.. hook on this one. Yea
*Tech and girl moaning*
[Tech N9ne] Ok, turn around so I can hit it from the back
[Girl] No
[Tech N9ne] Come on!
[Girl] I don't want to..
[Tech N9ne] You don't want me to hit it from the back? Come on! BIANC!
[Tech N9ne]
I like to hit it on flip
Don't trip
I make it worth it
If you nervous I got the service
That'll make you work it
You deserve it
A sex spot
To flex wet spots
With grip
Stressin' now cause ain't nobody throwin tips
Ya hips
So amazin' I'm gazin'
You blazin'
Praisin'
That I'm no longer shriveled like a raisin
I'm stone - hopin that ya homegirl I entered is
I'm down, even if its ellen degenerous
I'ma clown the punana
Pound the pupan
Hate it like a croutan
Wise words from God Zoutan
The flip baby
No jip baby
Nina like the way you strip baby
No way you dip ladies
See me in your city be ready
When I'm looking for some fun
I be coming at ya
Five hundred worth of 1's
Just the trick off
Gather ya oils to lick off
You and ya homegirl rollin' with me, jerkin' my dick off
Not a rip off
Just gettin' it tossed
The lip gloss
Ya lips lost
So deep in it they callin' me the pit boss
I'm lovin' it the way you got me shovin' it
doggy Slip-slide. Watch yo ?
I cried when I hit it on the flipside
(Chorus)
[Girl] Which side
[Tech N9ne] Flipside
[Girl] This side
[Tech N9ne] Ladies so I can ? die
[Girl] That's right
[Tech N9ne] Ain't nothin' thick about the way I like it
The jiggle making me fizzle when you make it make it wiggle a little
Stay on the Flipside
[Girl] Which side
[Tech N9ne] Flipside
[Girl] This side
[Tech N9ne] Ladies so I can ? die
[Girl] That's right
[Tech N9ne] This ain't no ballad talkin' about how I'm in love
This is strictly for the strippers in the club, on the flipside
[Tech N9ne]
Meet me in Las Vegas, I'm stayin' at the Grand
Keys under Nina when you be fightin' with yo man
Into it - no undees
Get ready to bungy
jump me
Knew you meant business when you ripped out my abercrumby
Hormones hungry
Like to get me down under like Crocodile Dundee
Keepin' yo sex weapons from me
I'm grungy
not meanin I'm way freaky like zombie
friday to sunday
Yellin Tech N9ne I love the way you done me
And then I'm Solomon Grundy
You's a flower when I killed it
You wilt it
Who got power
Call me (Deep Space N9ne)
???
'cause I rocked 'em all
With socks and all
Y'all 'iancs, I hit the lots of y'all
Slots
Show em, show 'em what you got
Girl you makin' it hot
its syncapated wit pac?
Non stop
This game is silky
I hope you milk me
I'm fiendin'
Not killin' me cause you can't touch my vibe
If you jockin' Kenin
I fly in semen
Ya cryin' freemen?
It feels so well
Get chills in Hell
Screamin' demon
Before you nut up
I want you to shut up
And give it to me face down, butt up
I just die
When I hit it on the flipside
[Girl] Which side
[Tech N9ne] Flipside
[Girl] This side
[Tech N9ne] Ladies so I can ? die
[Girl] That's right
[Tech N9ne] Ain't nothin' thick about the way I like it
The jiggle making me fizzle when you make it make it wiggle a little
Stay on the Flipside
[Girl] Which side
[Tech N9ne] Flipside
[Girl] This side
[Tech N9ne] Ladies so I can ? die
[Girl] That's right
[Tech N9ne] This ain't no ballad talkin' about how I'm in love
This is strictly for the strippers in the club, on the flipside
[Tech N9ne]
Can you feel it baby
(Do you want me to touch my waistline)
I can heal it baby
(?? trust, press and grind)
Bout to kill it baby
(2 hundred bucks, a good time)
I wanna do it baby, stick it baby
(Sex on the mind)
Enough!
Girl you drivin' me nuts
You and ya homie's hype horny comin back from peenuts
With hokie-pokie
On the brain and we can keep it low-key
be they hot is when they comin' back from sokey
wet up the oppolstry
Listen closely
Lap dance in the corner
I'm all up on her
Two more coronas
You leaving with me
'cause I'm increasing the fee
You leasin to pee
Hella fat like Jackie, pleasening me
I got mine, what you do
Call girls, the way you dance and strip
Deck down to ya tips
Beautiful lips
Ya say that ya
Like it way betta
From a wild style
Nigga comin' sex crazed at ya
On the flipside
[Outro]
Can you feel it baby
(Do you want me to touch my waistline)
I can heal it baby
(?? trust, press and grind)
Bout to kill it baby
(Doin' the fucks, a good time)
I wanna do it baby, stick it baby
(Sex on the mind)
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spend the night with a g cause we aint gunna hurt nobody
spend the night with a g cause we aint gunna hurt nobody spend the night with a g cause we aint gunna hurt nobody spend the night with a g cause we aint gunna hurt nobody
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All: I can't believe you did this to me after all I did for you
Cause you made me so mad and there's nothing you can do
You and I were clueless, but you were the most
And I guess you just got lost
Baby you were just clueless
(So clueless)
What did I do to deserve this kind of pain?
Out of all the fights, this was the main
You said to give it a chance
But I saw you at the dance
We tried to work it out
But I still had a doubt
All: (Clueless)
I just can't take the risk of getting hurt again
And you're way worse than other men
I used to think you had a brain
But now I know that you're way insane
You tried to steal my heart away
And you'll pay for that someday
All: (Clueless)
All: I can't believe you did this to me after all I did for you
Cause you made me so mad and there's nothing you can do
You and I were clueless, but you were the most
And I guess you just got lost
Baby you were just clueless
All: (So clueless)
I cant believe I let u play me for a fool
N' wt u did was so totally uncool
I had no clue it would end this way
And I don't really care of what you have to say
I'll never forgive you for what you did
Gosh, I was such a kid
All: (So clueless)
But now that I'm grown and mature
I realize that I was blind and unsure
It aint gonna happen no more tho {no mo}
And it's obviously the end of us, yo
Now I just wanna scream and shout
Cause you don't even know what our relationship was about
All: (So Clueless)
Should've told me the truth in the first place Now im gonna have 2 pick up the pace
Boo if u loved me so
Then you wouldn't be this low
But now that I figured out your cheating ways
It's just too damn late
All: (4 us 2 ever be togetha again!!) And you won't get away with anything else these days (this I promise youâЂ¦. Yeah...)
All: I can't believe you did this to me after all I did for you
Cause you made me so mad and there's nothing you can do
You and I were clueless, but you were the most
And I guess you just got lost
Baby you were just clueless
Clueless...
Clueless!!!!
(u should've told me before... should've trusted our love shouldve thought about that before you went on and broke my heart.. but its ok because in the end im better off without you and its just too bad that i cant say the same about you!) ur so clue-less...!!!!)
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The name of this motherfucker is called Questions (ha)
Rough Draft (ha ha, tell em)
QDIII did the beat (all day all night)
Whassup to everybody out there in L.A.
What's really goin on?
Why do I do the things I do?
Why so many questions?
What am I doing?
I talk to myself... when there's no-one to talk to
I wanna ask me a question:
When am I gonna make it up out of a hellish and devilish way?
When are you gonna make mill-ions with the dividends;
when are you gonna make ends generate wait?
Who in the hell, left the gate open? Do you wanna sell?
Is everybody on wavelength like us?
Why do I rip it in half, doobie kick ass with backwards
attach isssh like ?hap ut eallavik?
Can you wait a minute? Can you slow it up a little bit
Nina so I can get up in it?
But did you really wanna dabble in fanatical supernatural
lyrically radical milli minutes, I'm about to begin it
Can I get some, can I spit some, which one?
When am I gonna get off this trip?
Can I take another peel, why do I feel
like I'm a sick individual in the room, poppin off at the lip?
Do you, feel me? Do you do voodoo really?
Did you get it? Did you want a real epidemic?
Will you let me run up in it?
What's the word; is it absurd? What is that isssh you heard?
Was it real, is it real, was it really real?
Tech9ne in it to win it besides QDThird occurred
Who's the worst, who's rastafari?
You never livin never sure it's Selassie I the First
brother on the planet Earth, who? Do you wanna flow;
what you wanna do?
How can I be in the zone like this, gone like this?
How can I break the obsession?
In the middle of it all, when I snap back, step back
and ask myself; what, why do you ask so many questions?
Why?
Do I wanna stick em with another hit up out of abyss?
Why?
I'm at the pinnacle when I rip it I'ma kill em in this
Do you understand.. whatcha gonna do when Nina hit you
with the critical homidical lyrical killer flippin
leavin you with boo-boo underpants?
How does it feel? Do you wanna come up and chill - with an assassin?
Can you feel it inside, what?
The feeling of a commotion of two titans clashing
Why me, who are you, what I am supposed to do - what a nigga here fo'?
Who do you fear mo'? Is it the Nine, with a brand new joint?
Like to hear it, here go
What are you lookin at, when am I gonna get a dose of thorazine?
Can you give me a little something to ease the pain?
Ease the man, who's the man?
Tech-a-Nina with the Road Dawgs and the Midwest Side Crew's to blame
Can I get a little back with attack issh?
What do you accomplish, ever can't you diss, diss
pitless bottom of a, and you toss out nigga ass, bade mish
Hate a playa percenter a-hundred that is
Side West, Mid, down ever who off, what?
Hack it, did you know Tech9ne hot like a dragon?
Did you feel it baby? Can you give me a double dose
of whatever the feeling I'm gettin is really pain
It's Kobain, for anybody want a piece of this, sickness
Is it a cinch to get with hot?
Who, when, where what why?
I'm at the pinnacle with a killer eye, do I wanna
die no I just wanna dose of the most inner syringe
up in my thigh, bonzai!!
Why?
Do I wanna stick em with another hit up out of abyss?
Why?
I'm at the pinnacle when I rip it I'ma kill em in this
Why?
Do I wanna stick em with another hit up out of abyss?
Why?
I'm at the pinnacle when I rip it I'ma kill em in this
Why?
Do I wanna stick em with another hit up out of abyss?
Why?
I'm at the pinnacle when I rip it I'ma kill em in this
Why?
Do I wanna stick em with another hit up out of abyss?
Why?
I'm at the pinnacle when I rip it I'ma kill em in this
Now do you know what the real is?
Does everybody think I'm twisted? Non-realistic
or do you think that I'm gifted, I'ma lifted
Can you help me? Am I lookin at you
can I be peepin you from afar, please, remain calm
Could you be the reason I'm a bomb
straight out of Vietnam, ready to explode on Sa-tan?
Tell me what the problem is, I'm a'ight what the bottom is
Do you know what a empty column is?
Am I your worst nightmare? I feel sick right there
Should I blow it out, can I do without, do I need help?
Am I living within a pen of demons?
I'm stressing, can I get a blessing (from who?)
The one who cursed me with all these Questions
Why?
Do I wanna stick em with another hit up out of abyss?
Why?
I'm at the pinnacle when I rip it I'ma kill em in this
Why?
Do I wanna stick em with another hit up out of abyss?
Why?
I'm at the pinnacle when I rip it I'ma kill em in this
Why?
Do I wanna stick em with another hit up out of abyss?
Why?
I'm at the pinnacle when I rip it I'ma kill em in this
Why?
Do I wanna stick em with another hit up out of abyss?
Why?
I'm at the pinnacle when I rip it I'ma kill em in this
[speaking]
Hey man uh, i can't man i gotta i gotta i gotta
Do that over or something man
I gotta do that over brother
Hey qd3 kick the temp on the sign nigga
That shit ain't in tune man
I gotta i gotta do that again
I gotta do that shit, hold on a sec
Why?
Do I wanna stick em with another hit up out of abyss?
Why?
I'm at the pinnacle when I rip it I'ma kill em in this
Why?
Do I wanna stick em with another hit up out of abyss?
Why?
I'm at the pinnacle when I rip it I'ma kill em in this (whyyyy)
Why [8 times]
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Wicked, wicked now it's on
I murder your whole city
Nigga like frank nitty's hideous insidious
Niggas betta give me respect when I flex
Comin' tech flows like amphibians
From here to the Carribeans
Unexplored territories like Venus
Niggas never seen the team that seem keenest
Bury ya mind like zimas
Infrared beamers keep ya posse on my penis
Now it's on wicked in this da link a mid to west flex
The abyss to this bitch who dis this click
Bliss is hangin' that bitch by the clitoris
You get spit on shit on hit on get on the dick of this
Slick niggara but you can always call the Nina
A killer in America, amerikilla
I got skills to kill like overdosin' pills
Blood spills for million dollar bills
You can't try to peel this or feel the illness
Of a nigga that's comin' out real
I don't know why nigga you livin' a lie
And plus I despise those who try
A nigga like I this high and fly and sly
Mid west side so you just might die
Check it out
I murder these hoes, Hercules flows
My shit carries on like hepatitis
The weak bite us mean nothin' ta me
Gimme no fuckery foul like
Now I gotta cock it to rewrite it
I might just make a nigga bite dust
When I bust plus calamity villes
Can it be ill? Yes
Sanity kills a real nigga but still
I wicked like Amityville
The best
The nine
Correct
Burn
Now it's your turn
You must learn
Misery niggas the craze like 24 gang niggas on Sherm
When it's on I be heated like a hot comb
Tell these punk muthafuckas to leave me alone
When I'm in the zone you get blown away
Get the clones away, mitch bade niggas 'cause it's on today
Now it's on
Now it's on
Now it's on
Now let me smoke and choke
And let these niggas know that Lejo ain't brought no jokes
Nigga betta learn the ropes we like costra nostra
And'll fuck around and cut yo' throat
Decapitation facin' devastation nations
When they ragin' can't stop this
Nigga you can catch a fist and you can rest in piss
But the dis and you thought I missed
I'm indestructible and untouchable
Ain't givin' a fuck about what you know
I don't love no hoe, I don't mug no mo
But I'm still collectin' my other dough
Now peep the rawness my rhymes is flawless
Fools get tossed for tryin' to floss like bosses
People can call this the clique wit no losses
'Cause a nigga can flow from September to August
Deeper than seven seas, colder than no degrees
Niggas is easy to get down on ya knees
When you fuckin' wit rhymes like these
I always find that he's bitin' my shit it's me he's tryin' to be
No more chances understand this
I'm the man wit the plan I stand from Kansas
And this weed enhances scandalous dances
What is in my hands will take yo last glances
Fuckin' wit a technicality, that's what it gotta be
Nigga sittin' on the side of me
My mentality makes fatality reality
Split yo anatomy, assault and battery
Niggas pray to God we stop, we won't though
Askin' who's on the top, they don't know
But don't no muthafucka in the muthafuckin'
Western muthafuckin' hemisphere really want Joe
Associated with a deadly force we got codes
Deeper than Morse sounds like
And needle points bullet shoot through a horse
So of course I'm leavin' niggas dead like a corpse
Don't test me biatchres
Another collorialism I came up wit the bitch deep this twist
People do pitiful shit I do unforgettable hits
And niggas submitted to amerikilla did it and got
Acquitted it I flip in a minute I'ma get them relish lips
You can't sell us dip we gettin' high off K Bombay
Packin' hella heat like pompay
Itch-made abay igga-may anyway
I get ill when I feel like, gettin' biz
You know what that is? I know what that is
When I be rippin' everybody know what that is
Rewind, slemet, niet, haa, heeeh!
If anybody wanna catch this
I just said fuck demons and I got pit backwards
And that's bomb futuristic attack shit
Match this takes hella practice
To rips scripts nigga gotta be thorough
I gotta make this shit make sense
So I can say, "Made it ma", top of the world
Gimme life or give me death
Death becomes evil like asmodious
I gotta a melodious flow
It becomes podious changeable
Unnameable angel
Angelic bustin' like a magnum, tom selleck
Advisory terror sick of losin' money in harrah's
Mic assassin like Anotonio Banderas
How many niggas you know I bust style
So ambidextrous and I mean I'm buck wild
When it's on I be heated like a hot comb
Like I said in the first, zone
Accident prone but these niggas don't wanna flex
Wit tech when the heat is on nigga now it's on
Now it's on
Now it's on
Now it's on
Now it's on
Now it's on
Now it's on
Now it's on
Now it's on
Now it's on
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TECH N9NE:
(chorus) i will mistake your bitch sickness gets dismissed with the quickness this nipsit get the lipstick kiss this dick... x2
1st verse:
this is the beginning
i only been it for winning
through every inning
till the ending chase g's these pretty women
are just here to make my ride a full course with all the trimmings
women in my water tank and drinkin henn and lemon
its realistic you got ur twisted lifted off the feat i keep 6 clips with my heat like im enlisted, nigga this is far from the army navy or marines, we forming the gravy newly recruit criminal team,
to make the green, fuck u fakers my eyes dreamy, for that
2000 years we doors like lamborghinnis or carrera porche, still enforced ones with flava, bitch save the royal playas dont hate an innervator...
TECH N9NE 2nd verse:
u gotta disease nigga, so please ease away from me's nigga, my feas ease be's about that cheese nigga, your PH balanced for a man but made for the woman lets understand this, niggas backwards ish hop when do the shit stop nigga like a land lets live and learn, about to playa hate when a nigga get his Gs, flippin hella keys, fuckin bitches money got the riches when the other mitches working miccy d's, i done seen niggas straight hate me, mean mug me, wanna slug me, currency thickness due to the bitch sickness, this tecca nina, niggas hate me thinking that they're grass is greena, they the tortoise and im the huffin hyeena, never dealin witta bitch, nigga this one goes to the bitch ones hoes this one flows like a quick gun blows when the bitch shit unfolds
TECH N9NE:
(chorus) i will mistake your bitch sickness gets dismissed with the quickness this nipsit get the lipstick kiss this dick... x2
3RD VERSE:
when the bullets fly squat knee high, like magnum P.I. lace my chucks up vest up this life is messed up they the fake on a playa hata, low like snake beat a snitch to beat the cakes its straight laugh at your wake, ur outta shape to take the H u been losing the race couldnt keep the pace butta hates just seeling ur fate, talkin wut u at wut u gone do, like u the man, bumpin two bazooka tools in a dented trans am you living dreams, like a crack fiend who say he clean, when we riding beams you steam we drunk off lean, life for riches, gold diggas havin finesse, put a slug to ur chest with that bitch sickness
4th verse:
i hit it high i got it so go get this with the quickness, im anti biotics for that bitch sickness a few (?) i spot it the scope made them open they mouth to see if mah (?) dick fit bitch nip this shit in the butt split or split twist above flick the bic light let my lips hit the but aint no trying.... the bud brains on drugs, investigate a over resperator rain unplugged, since im ballin rhyme they all in mine for this one love, u aint knowing this R&G prodegy is building flowin dope selling to the paper touch the ceiling...
TECH N9NE:
(chorus) i will mistake your bitch sickness gets dismissed with the quickness this nipsit get the lipstick kiss this dick... x2
TECH N9NE 5TH VERSE:
a menace in this business for this village stack of papers, ghetto chemist get us biggest spittas for this pack of haters, we roll with fat ?teenay pom? for those who hate we stay bomb we come back poppin like bigwom fayzon, playa hate on, this midwest side nigga we road dogs on the ride killa with the nutthouze so aint no need for us to hide scrilla, this 9 milla wrecks like the princess leavin hata rappers defensless, like forest they keep running, tech n9ne, gunning, watch your back for the bitches with the sickness, come and get this pistol grip, hit a nigga with the milli gets, on the level with a nigga with the silliest, mind state, unrealistic, your bitch sickness gets dismissed with the quickness this nipsit get the lipstick kiss this dick...
6TH VERSE:
these niggas copy cat practicing, yo shit is has been, u get choked blade horse roped, open ur throat with a razor blade no prints, die in slow shit change the livin looking hopeless, u turn to codice, just cuz i got the nuts to roll natural, u wanna be phat where the boss at my gucci linkin learn to floss that, its best that, u get ur own dude, and where ur own shoe, do wut boss do, i catch u, its gonna cost u, this small world, get ur own shit, im trying to fit raymond tech n9nes spit for money grip, we makin hits, trip this im from the city where guns aint shit, hundreds think back ur hated fast but now i done it done it...
TECH N9NE:
(chorus) i will mistake your bitch sickness gets dismissed with the quickness this nipsit get the lipstick kiss this dick... Repeat
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H.I.G.H.L.A.N.D Highland nigga
H.artless I.saine G.etto H.odlum L.vin' A.d N.ver D.in'
That's what I'm talkin' about
Rogue dawgs, when I call my Rogue dawgs
Rogue Dawg, niggas
Fa the nine-eight
We'll have to crash 'em like this nigga, yeah
[chorus]
My nigga my nigga we soldiers at war
Killin' off our enemies 'til it aint no more
Laws we break yo' shit we'll take
Murder fo them bustas and hatas it aint no escape
Rogue Dawg fo life!
It's the beginin of the endin fo yo ass
You broke ass niggas hit the strip we need mo cash
This midwest side hittin' like a M-1 time to get some
Payback fo you bustas that laid back
My gats aint met yo next so fuck yo vest we dumpin'
Killin' all that punk shit that you heart be pumpin'
See somethin' I take it cuttin' through the red tape
Yo legs break tryin' to catch up who who led the race
It's 5-7 Highas heaven causin' insanity
Whatcha handin' me we'll have you bitch ass postin' the vanity ??s
Gotta recoop fuckin' with these troops
Soon as we see you Load up and we shoot on site
We turnin' out the lights my appetite for destruction
Got me in the mood for bustin' dumpin' accross the mizzou
And get to huntin' for Kevin Eastda oo-oo
And nigga you knew da Rogue Dawgs rule!
Your so called truths get battered and bruised
Stackin' you fools so deadly it don't matter the tools
I'm afta my dues prove if you snooze you looze
Prepare for war when you fuckin' wit my crew
Rogue for life!
[chorus]
265 lbs. all nigga
And I'm good wit these dawgs nigga
Got steel plated balls nigga
Representin' 57th street
Me and my Dawgs bringin' the heat
Born and raised to be a villain on these Kansas City Streets
Best retreat when you hear my Dawgs barkin
Snarlin' got that blood boilin'
Midwest side carved in hangin' out the chevy now we blastin' and laughin'
Made to hit me smashin' on them bastards
Don't be talkin' when they ask you shit got drastic on that bastard
Left him fo da cats that sent them straight to hell
Just like hosts of veil another soldier's tale
Nigga the life of a coward was taken when we bailed
Look I swore to die for bloodline more heartless than my father brought (nigga)
Load the cartridges with hollow point hard ones
When Rogue dawgs call it's an all out war move
56 marks it 'cause 56 swore to
Heartless insaine ghetto hoodlum livin and never dyin'
Midwest side until my last breath on highland
Why should I lie? I live an die for my side
Ride the city 'til they roll with diddy one last time
Let this n9ne yell out fuckem
Fuckem if he's gon walk he's nothin'
Fuck where he's from he'll even run when I'm comin'
Rogue dawg fo life no fear of death no mo
I swore to live a life a soldier at war
Rogue dawg fo life!
[Chorus]
Are you afraid of the unknown brains get blown
Expose chrome to your dome 'til you stiff as stone
With the phone neva suck it I'm goin'
In the pockets and blowin muthafuckas to smitherines
You knowin' that it ain't no niggas stickin' me like K-do
Be warned I'm able to explode like a volcano
On y'all we told y'all we Rogue Dawgs
We know y'all this one is Hong Kong
Fo' you bustas and hatas we (gotta make that paper)
Can't break us then take us I'll peel you like a potato
Nigga wait a minute got me bustin' like a lieutenant
My intent is to eliminate you cynics
Rogue Fo' Life!!
These young niggas always yellin' about ridin'
But these bustas ain't no muthafuckin' ridas
These wannabe hustlas can't compare to midwest sidas
I pumpst a cock up in they bitch and then I'm slidin'
I'm rollin' deep wit my troopas fixin'ta expose the chrome
Detramental to domes though ozone
Thousands of bodies bein' found around me
Bottles of bud and double-U-double E-D
N9ne milla rhyme killa
Fuck wit me I'll take that bust of myron D
And throw 'em to mah Dawgs in the red sea
Now lets see if he can swim back to shore
Chunks missin' yellin' I don't wanna mess wit tech no more
I know you don't Tech N9ne I never say it again nigga
I know you won't never will these niggas lit on my friend
And mista scare crow bitch nigga you ain't got to lie
You just a scared ho Nigga this is highland 'til we die
We got the triple life coast to roll wit Rogue Dawg shit
Bitches and niggas all on the balls when it hit
I neva could understand how a nigga could come so whack
What? o I ain't talkin about me I'm talkin' about them other cats
Troopa!
[Chorus]
My nigga my nigga we soldiers at war
Killin' off our enemies 'til it ain't no more!
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whut up havermale how u doin, i got the flu but im still movin, spokane that would be my town this is where the JUGGALOS are born and crownd, we give em the mike they start rippin "dead body flashes im still limpen give me the mike and ill be pimpen" thats the lines everyones sayin rage 12 gage this is my religion juggalism, prism sit on my lap im santa claws and i am back one mo claw in yo ma fucken rack chitty chat stop talkin like you BLACK, fact; if you fuck wit me personaly get yo dome split my name is set and i personaly dont like you trick, tick tock there goes the clock its 12 at dot, where my pot my weed at that ratatat tat get me back get at me dog, i hop in my hog i got a 12 gage pump in the trunk along wit some egg nog, im looken for this nigga i know he snatch my weed, once i find him i know he'll beg and pleed, he dont really want to see me
(chorus)
cotton soldier, i told ya
who is it, the cotton soldier(2times)
so im headin down fellony flats im on gardner, everyone in the world i lost my partner, this is where im from though i dont have to be scared to screem out JUGGALO! but, im steel lookin for that fool who jacked me for my weed, i have to be cruel cause i lost all my weed, i gtta take this punk down curb stomp next this is my town, enable to have sex ill chop off his shit, then he sais wut next, huh damn, this fool must be rex, invincible, in every type of way, convinsible i pesonaly think hes gay, its all over now i got my weed back time to get blazed and get back home
WOOP WOOP, wut up havermale its 2006 and im blazed as fuck and any body who reads this ad on to the song, if you can so i can check up on my shit and see if anybody got this message
peace out
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Relish niggas talk shit they bring it not anough get they dome split, and if u think im set trippin im hella SET, rippin rymes sluggin slimes spit on my face so i write a notha ryme, oh wait should i slow down fuck no mitch not if u aint down wit the clown, town where im from spokane got a gun, shit betta run comin through yo abdomon,wen im comen wit my slug cause u talkin to much shit, damn im equiped, pull out yo knife, shit, i got a tech, 12 guage pump in the trunk not to minchen im hella drunk, meaning wont hesitate, put u 6 feet hela unda ground yo family cryin i be lyin tellin them that he was suicidal.
(chorus) rage, 12 guage, one mo down
page, my age, im a clown(3 times)
Im a clown in every word u heard, mitch bade hatas pull out the mah fuckin word, so we move time 4 war people dyin every where its crazy mitch bade niggaz at home they lazy, probably blazin theyre weed up chronic gon so now wat sup, playin video games at home all hours of the day recieve a check i work my ass off dont even make half of wut u make FACT u a bitch, a snitch in every way u play the game and get hated for the fame u make its true u dont half to ask me ask the world now u see whos g.
(chorus) rage, 12 guage, one mo down
page, my age, ima clown (3 times)
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Have you ever met a nigga who was pie sprung?
There's a lot of slinky niggas where I come from
There's another missile catcher just like him
His name is Mitchell Bade, Mitchell Bade
What up Mitch? Is it an everyday thang for you to act just like a bitch?
How does it feel, to have a nigga that will kill ya for the foul shit you spit?
Number one snitch, a bitch with a dick I found the remedy for the enemy
What? Bust at the nigga like shootin' at the Kennedy's
'Cause Mitch Bade ain't really no friend of me
To be exact, he's that nigga that talk, but he really can't back
That shit that he talk, so he gotta walk around with a gat
But a nigga like me, I'll knock him out with the force of a hurricane
The penalty for the path if you disrespect the game
Now what goes on inside the mind of a nigga like this?
The nigga pissed as I pumped off four rounds up in the trick he was with
But it ain't my fault you a little ole' bitch without yo click
Nigga run with a quickness get away quick, but you bet not slip
Better of with a Bianca then be stuck with a AK 47 on your lip, right
Even if I'm lifted I can scope em' from a mile away
Niggas fakin' like intisapating they domes day
Camouflagin' but I can see you actin' like a bitch
Which are the symptoms of a nigga named Mitch
Have you ever met a nigga who was pie sprung?
There's a lot of slinkin' niggas where I come from
There's another missile catcher just like him
His name is Mitchell Bade, Mitch Bade, Mitchell Bade, Mitch Bade
If a Mitch is yo mix, you best's ta check this one
And get ret to go for Milli, when the next one come
If a nigga got a foot off in his rectum
His name is Mitchell Bade, Mitch Bade, Mitchell Bade, Mitch Bade
Late night I got a page from Bianca
She told me her man was trippen, so swoop her bout a block up
So I um, got prepared, my conscience told me grab the gat
But all I could think about, was hittin that kitty kat from the back
All about that hustle, but tonight I gosta kick it
Deep conversation, but it's her first time letting a nigga hit it
But I'm not alone, it seems this nigga was on the phone
He heard the spot, the topic, whicked whicked, now it's on
As I continue, continue creepin', creepin' it's apparent
That I'm dealin with a Mitch Bade, I guess that's why he keeps on staring
But I'm well equiped to handle a fleet, so nigga don't think
I'm sleep, we can talk like men or we can get grim
And handle this shit And the streets, don't ever trust no coch
Especially when, a nigga like me is rollin up your block
Bitch Made nigga couldn't see that you was played
So we just changed your name and called you Mitch Bade, Mitch Bade
Have you ever met a nigga who was pie sprung?
There's alot of slinkin' niggas where I come from
There's another missile catcher just like him
His name is Mitchell Bade, Mitch Bade, Mitchell Bade, Mitch Bade
If a Mitch is yo mix, you best's ta check this one
And get ret to go for Milli, when the next one come
If a nigga got a foot off in his rectum
His name is Mitchell Bade, Mitch Bade, Mitchell Bade, Mitch Bade
Cruisin' down the 'spect with five spliff's roll roll
Passenger seat seat, Sunday the Hoe Stroll
Went to park with major loot, dippen up on bitches
But the jealous Mitch is ready to shoot, peep
But it ain't complete, the day is foul without a big butt and smile
I need a chick that's running wet like Fury of the Nile
Bumped into, stepped into, this chick that's thick and photo genic
In a minute, I'ma get up in it, with a jimmy to avoid that AIDS epedemic
Get it, got it, good in the hood, shit's all good, so I knocked on wood
Got to her crib, drank some crown, laid me down, showed me the goods
Then, knock knock, "Who's that?" she said her man and he might
Be strapped with a gat, put back on my shit, time to show this fool
Just where it's at, ret to get wet, she opened it up enough so I can see
She cracked it a bit, but that nigga pushed her, then came after me
Extended arm, and bodily harm he shoulda caught trigga, chiggas
Bitch bade, Mitch made niggas!
Have you ever met a nigga who was pie sprung?
There's alot of slinkin' niggas where I come from
There's another missile catcher just like him
His name is Mitchell Bade, Mitch Bade, Mitchell Bade, Mitch Bade
If a Mitch is yo mix, you best's ta check this one
And get ret to go for Milli, when the next one come
If a nigga got a foot off in his rectum
His name is Mitchell Bade, Mitch Bade, Mitchell Bade, Mitch Bade
Mitch Bade, Mitchell Bade
Mitch Bade, Mitchell Bade
Mitch Bade, Mitchell Bade
Mitch Bade, Mitchell Bade
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