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