Tech Everybody wana get in the of mu life Wanna about the nina, the women, and my wife Hell of rumors I get enough of the haters you can bet they do it till I die What I do up in the crilla for is my right Get the women up and flip it then stick it, it's my lookin' at me like I'm a killer, but never lookin' tech up in the eye
Zing zing, and a one, two, three Why the negative gotta come through me (me me) Teccanina doin' this, he doin' that, stingin' the women like a bee (bee bee) Don't believe everything you up in the streets, capiche? Don't ever rack brain (brain brain) Tech N9ne, well if the gift lifts to this, we're gonna break them chains
What you about this gossip stop it, drop it we'll prosper, profit, mark us But you stop us or lock us in shackles lockets We are no can't contain us We rock this cause we rap so futuristic like we were by spacely sprockets you got it Anybody wana test this, I'm I'll eat ya'll, for breakfast No weapons, music in my presence No peasants, you rappers can't touch this, I'm And I'm tellin' all your chadders, I'm not your cracker lack of, innovation, makes your music a displacement To the way rappers intended so how can you offensive Your a product for the jingles, youre a hot I'm a diesel Get some musical talent before you speak of ma
Cause lyricist has broke the chains, I'm out I broke the Teccanina's the chains, I'm out I broke the chains has broke the chains, I'm out I broke the chains Teccanina's broke the chains, I'm out I broke the !!
keep on livin' I don't need no opinion This is my time, I was given, and I wish people would just Cuase I feel Michael Jackson and just wana be left alone you standin' on ma garden, just step back and let it grow Lyricist will never be tamed, maintain, and bring my reign So no matter what they say, I'll entertain until I And this is a gift, I was raised with the tip refrain, and dont drift, they will praise lyricist When I come, to the pace of my drums Deep down, there's a sound, it's growin' rapidly and ready to out Bow down, to an righteous molded from the hands of god Me and Tech(2X Echo), N9ne(2X Echo), make this planet rock!! Common!!
Cause lyricist has broke the chains, I'm out I broke the Teccanina's the chains, I'm out I broke the chains has broke the chains, I'm out I broke the chains Teccanina's broke the chains, I'm out I the chains !!
N9ne: Hey everybody, hey Why I gotta lay everybody, everybody A.K to the body, may everybody I get away with it, buddy, say don't they know I'm way naughty Shake the lame and the chains Don't hate the player, but the game Ama the frame I will never ever the shame Everybody body wanna the pain Tech N9ne, Lyricist, how could rhyme us this He say she say, we say he gay, but dyin' to hear us spit I go, everywhere I flow It seems to be rumors all me I show, people in my bia, but see I disregard demons who me, broke