The Storm Album

Artist(s): Tech N9ne

Cover Art

Tech N9ne The Storm Cover Art

Tracklist

Godspeed

length: 4:08

[Intro]
Kingdom!
From this day on
I will never - force - anything good
Down anybody's throat
Now before I start spazzin'
I'ma speak in a language
That the majority
Will understand

[Bridge]
n***** see me shinin'
They know Tech Nina the best at the rhymin'
Yeah, but they ain't buyin'
Strange Music flyin'
We steady climbin'
I'm still a wanted man
I get a hunnid band
Still I do Summer Jam
Woah!
Tecca N9ne milla'
Kansas City Killa'
Turn up!

[Verse 1]
Bubblin' up with it because a n**** be gassin'
Enemy know that I'm ready for action
No matter the money we gotta go dummy, I'm wit' it so n**** whats happenin'
I feel like comin' and do it with passion
Whenever I'm in the booth I'm real as ramen and juicy juice
And the vomit induced when the onyx been p***
Regroup and spin this s***
Learnin' this level of linguistics
Lot of you who lose it love lickin' limp bizkits
And I am done
Tryna shine a star of Donnie to the people like "f*** this n****"
Soundin' [will as Farrakhan he?]
Never can raise the bar upon me
I am on par with omni
Kill every thing in sight before the light say Habari Gani
Longevity, haters don't wan' credit me
When I'm steadily reachin' people like mom said it'd be
They yawn heavily, like they be gone medically
When I'm bussin' on this b**** industry like Ron Jeremy
This song's therapy, strong genetically, bomb palms red if he's blond
Here to denouncin' The Don's pedigree
I'm a 'gnac linguist
Wit' a black p****
I can act meanest
'Cause I'm a rap genius
Keepin' 'em crack fiendish
Praise K.O.D. please
For blowin' up himself like his last name was [Yaziz?]
No kryptonite, I'ma be Superman, makin' Zod leave
Thinkin' you're gonna do better, you're puffin' the odd trees
(Godspeed)
[Hook]
Everybody know us
We ain't gotta say it
They know can't nobody hold us
Maybe 'cause the flow screams
Inner city killa
Ain't no coming from the shoulder
Strikin' like a cobra
(Kansas City!)
Lightin' up the dough
We gonna blow just like I told ya'
Steady getting mo' green
Killa!
City!
Soldier!
Turn up!

[Verse 2]
Low IQ listeners they bashin'
Lightweight keeping me flashin'
I don't think they ready for the murder for the slashin'
From MMM chopping em up in pieces in a wicked fashion
Not a n**** left, why you triggered then
From the hottest spitta, fought a bigger Tech
How ya figured that
How ya gonna test a hobbler
Shoulda' stayed behind the candelabra
The God does damage to who's talking f****** bologna (bologna)
About who the best, from my crew the threat
From here to Budapest, this how you shoot the tech
I'ma forever be ripping you never be up and ahead of me
'Cause I'ma shooter, do ya through your neck
Shake it till it open make a milli' man I did it and I blew the check
For Pete's sake
This music is gleamin', but because all of the streamin' will never reach cake
Good thing we didn't get our piece late, we straight
Seven this beats great, shoulda' probably did it with Keith Ape
This is for the villains
Kansas City livers stackin' paper to the ceilin'
And f*** how they feelin'
If they hate the way we movin' 'cause we really make a killin'
Make your broad leave
'Cause she diggin' me and my n***** we get it open like five keys
Knock it out like the Ali's, but to you she was a raw tease
Not another soul will rock it whenever the K.O.D. breathes
(Godspeed)
[Hook]
Everybody know us
We ain't gotta say it
They know can't nobody hold us
Maybe 'cause the flow screams
Inner city killa
Ain't no coming from the shoulder
Strikin' like a cobra
(Kansas City!)
Lightin' up the dough
We gonna blow just like I told ya'
Steady getting mo' green
Killa!
City!
Soldier!

[Outro]
Ooh, Godspeed
If you think you're brave enough then come and try me!
I kill everything in sight
People hate that the number one is related
To the greatest
Independent favorite
That made it, hella rippin' up stages
And gave it everything in pages
And gainin' real amazing wages
Double eight did with Travis
Integrated now as the latest hits
f*****' right n****!
We came up from the gutter
To lots of b***er, I put that on Uncle Ike n****!
Thanks to Carlton and Maudie, N9ne was born!
Now everybody on the globe gonna have their eye on
The Storm!

Need Jesus

length: 4:03

[Intro: Stevie Stone]
Let ye cast no judgement upon thy neighbor
Before the beam of thy own eyes have been cleansed
In the wicked ways of the world
God gives the remission of all of our sins

[Bridge: Tech N9ne]
When I was a young one the preacher put oil on my sixth chakra
He knew when I was older I'd wanna follow 2Pac and Big Papa
They thought I was so devilish in the dark I would listen to sick opera
But this choppa will be reppin' the city where RDV's Young Rich and Slick's got ya
Well in peace
I don't know why they wanna call me up every Easter Sunday to the altar
Maybe the music I am doin' is never gospel, sinner is what they call ya
I know we look a little strange and we the gang my lane is what I offer
3 dimensional altar with a ego on top of the rock of Gibraltar

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
I see-e, it's not the way the bible people want me to be-e
Flippin' the fire for the family focused and free-e
Listen to me-e doing it for T.V-e
With the rebel yell, came out of my shell
Preacher said tell your people let go of your coat-tail
With a tremendous fail he never to say my livin'll sell
But even worse said I lead my people to Hell's Bells
Lookin' at me just like my mother and father would breed creatures
Not an evil bone in my body and never known to be naughty in my seeds either
Simple and plain like a cheese pizza
I don't know prayin' on my knees keep us from heat seekers
Lovin' the bleed feature while the people tell me that I need Jesus!

[Hook: Stevie Stone]
Talk about, judgement
Speakin' to me with the people I'm leadin' em underway
And you read me and see me easy to be shunned away
But you got it all wrong
You seem to tell me I need Jesus! (oh, Jesus! Jesus!)
Every day they wanna condemn me
None of 'em even know me
Anyone ever that sinned cast the Stone at the Stone
Let's talk about it

[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
I'm askin'
What's happening?
Boy, cause they bashing me
Bangin' the bible, butcher boy don't bother with blasphemy
Call em a crazy critic comin' causin catastrophes
Aimin' at Aaron a lot of ammo and an angel actually
Ah mane, Amen
You people let the steeples speak in evil and the neezle playing God hymn
My mother was a Christian but I used to go with the wicked for the stick and what's the problem
Questioning the K.O.D.'s grim, anybody talkin hella crazy I'm bout to jaw them
You'll be up on a cross whenever you step to me so take precaution
Y'all false actors, callin' me a demon when I talk backwards tihs pot
Tecca Nina gonna be sought after this drop by the people that go toss rappers hip hop
So you thinking you religious?
When you condemn another man you never lead us
Telling me what's under me is gonna heat us
Never believe ya cause really you need Jesus
Leave us

[Bridge: Stevie Stone]
Talk about, judgement
Speakin' to me with the people I'm leadin' em underway
And you read mesee me easy to be shunned away
But you got it all wrong
Let's talk about it

[Verse 3: JL of B. Hood]
Mama never really talked about God
All that I was ever taught was I'm odd
Heard he knew bout every thought that I had
Dirty mind I'd see a cross and I'd hide
Lost without dad, salty bout that
But I was captivated by the bosses outside
I plotted every way to get in drawers with my squad (church)
Ask round why every man goes
Bad habits to pass down like second hand clothes, mad
Salvage a blouse, gown, and manicured toes
Had half of us ground bound for hell and lord knows
Need a savior they say slayed for your behavior
Raised in three days, grace be what he gave ya
The Son of the maker, one to gravitate to
Pay 10 percent cause sins ya didn’t pay for
Bow to a name insane fast, he told the
Vows to a dame, the tame Casanova
Wow did it change and came crashing, poser
Doused in the flames and bang chapter closure
Spiritually drained, crass and vulgar
Needed somewhere to go until rain passes over
Seeking a miracle from a stained-glass Jehovah
But I don't know if the ordained pastor sober
Dang in disdain prayed in vain
Care slain yo, explain do anything
Lay hands, but role playing, you entertain
Doubt, pain, processin' grow in the brain
It's confusing, now my fans out protruding
Rebuking, from mouths full of communion
Scorn by lukewarm kind, it's time you've been warned
The Storm formed, now find refuge in...

Sriracha

length: 3:48

[Intro]
(Jesus)
Yeah, yeah, hell yeah
Yeah, yeah, hell yeah
Yeah, yeah, hell yeah
Yeah, yeah, hell

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
Froze over, when you thought you could hold Yoda
With flows older than the first sold cold soda
Grow more for my bros those rojo soldiers
Them cincos are at it again, blow doja
I am like Iron Mike, back in the day
My rhyming's iron height, defiant flight
Try and bite, like a razor in a candy apple
A taser in a jammy, tackled
By a neighbor with the family shackles
Laboring a man he's gaffled
I get angry, I sip bombs (chea!) on your rich lawn
I was brought up Muslim and Christian
I been studying Chrislam (chea!)
That's not a thing so I place this John
In your chicks palm
Give her something beautiful to kiss on
Till I spit one to her lip balm (chea!)
I've been rhyming since Reagan in politics
Polished it then got a big wallet where all of my dollars sit
To the wall is split, then I gotta sick the casa, your god exists
Cause a lot of chicks holler "Mr. Chopper you're hot as shit", Ah!

[Hook: Tech N9ne]
They say I'm the best at what I do
After me it's 5, 4, 3, and 2
Sometime I think they all gum bumpin'
So I tell them all to put that on somethin'
Sriracha, I put that on everything
Sriracha, I put that on everything
Sriracha, I put that on everything
Sriracha, I put that on everything

[Verse 2: Logic]
Yeah, I guess I'm supposed to come with that fast flow
Woo! I guess I'm supposed to come with that gas flow
But no, I'ma just spit it, I'ma get it good
Wish you would tell me what I should do
I don't know, hit the door
Uh, yeah, feel like I been here before
Maybe I have but I can't fuck with it
Hit 'em with a semiautomatic, watch 'em duck with it
Speaking on lyrical ability
Everyone in my vicinity blowing they mind like Kennedy
I got no love for the enemy, somebody tell me the remedy
I'm like what's good, been fine
Tell me what's on your mind, rewind this shit
My message is beyond this shit
I put that on everything, I'm just being honest, shit
So what's up, hold up
Tech I'm sorry for the hold up but I been on the road
Should have had this verse to your ass a long time ago
When I put that on everything, I ain't had a minute to myself
But I been living like I ain't finna see tomorrow
I ain't focused on no wealth
I been living good, I been feeling fine
Pass the sriracha, I put that shit on all of mine
Busting like Columbine combined with a terrorist's mind
That's been confined in four walls for some time

[Hook: Tech N9ne]
They say I'm the best at what I do
After me it's 5, 4, 3, and 2
Sometime I think they all gum bumpin'
So I tell them all to put that on somethin'
Sriracha, I put that on everything
Sriracha, I put that on everything
Sriracha, I put that on everything
Sriracha, I put that on everything

[Verse 3: Tech N9ne & Joyner Lucas]
Sriracha, the flavor popper
We gotcha, even haters jock us
These choppers invade the knockers then blocker
Disintegrating every chakra eager to off ya
You can bet that we doin' it proper
When I put the bullets in a fully with a hoodie
Ain't nobody gonna stop us
Nobody gon' top us
We leave 'em with no option, leave 'em with no conscience
Leave 'em with no oxygen, leave 'em with no problem
And even though I could see what they watchin'
TV with a DVD, I can repeat
When I see these street shockin'
Easy, if it need be then I just eat beats
And I'm Eazy-E, Compton
I eat meat like I'm EBT shopping
Credit Card Max, bend the bars back
Fuck your hoe, get brain and all that
Run in your house and bring your whore back
Sever your face and dead the doormat
Who got the keys to the rented Corvette
Can't catch me, I'm the man in all black
I been on that shit since Catman on crack
Fuck that, I been nice way before that
Can't ignore that, you can try though
But you gon' end up next to Dido
I'm that pen that wrote the Bible
I'm on your skin like vitiligo
Sing for the moment, I hit the high note
Someone please let Elton John know
Tell the lieutenant I'm Hect Camacho
With a Catholic priest and the Pentecostal
Why you niggas wiggidy wiggidy wack, gettidy get in the back
With a umbilical patch, jump in the middle of the track
None of y'all niggas can act so y'all niggas are packed
Come and get it again, fuckin' a bitch in the whip
Give me your moment to fall, I'm gonna fit in the car
I can do better than yours, I can be ready to brawl
I can be shattered and all, nobody want to be hard
Better be ready for war, tell me who ready for more
(Joyner...)

[Hook: Tech N9ne]
They say I'm the best at what I do
After me it's 5, 4, 3, and 2
Sometime I think they all gum bumpin'
So I tell them all to put that on somethin'
Sriracha, I put that on everything
Sriracha, I put that on everything
Sriracha, I put that on everything
Sriracha, I put that on everything

Wifi (skit)

length: 0:42

So, me and Krizz Kaliko check into our uh... Hotel in Paris, France. We were there for the first time, you know, it's in 2010 and our hotel was so fucking rinkydink that when we checked in our room -- it was so small that you open the front door to our room and you could see, hold up -- (Police sirens wail) You could see the nigga at the front desk. He was like, you just open the door and he was right there. So Krizz Kaliko goes and asks the nigga like, uh, ey man, y'all got the WiFi? And the dude was like "wh- WiFi? WiFi? I dunno, WiFi?" "You know, WiFi man, you got WiFi? WiFi code?" He's like "what, no, we don't WiFi." He's like "you know, like internet, like phone" and he's like "ohhh, Weefee, Weefee, yeah we got Weefee."

Wifi (WeeFee)

length: 3:18

[Intro:]
Yeah *laughter*
Go right up

[Verse 1]
Connect, ain't nobody but Tech
I been dope since I put raps on BASF cassette
Since then my pen been at war like Montagues and Capulets
A menacing strap you get, been winning in rap who's next
To get permanent power polluted, paper protruded
Punani praise on its pubics and they're prepared to pursue it
Get us then we drills em
Having plenty thrills um Wellington, New Zealand banging her with a chest like Wendy Williams
Everybody know with the kinda money I bring to the table I can put em on
Take em all around the world, get the dough and get the girl touching other people and I brought the hood along
Teams where I wings fly, things die but the king's eye people never seen cry
If you wanna see the mean side just go stream what I seen on steam, put your hand in my bean pie
Salam Baseem, Hakim and Keuh Rameen
I'm something fierce, I bring player haters to tears with my schemes
Come reach me, I got the species locked and no one can beat me
The feces, what I released on this beat he's gonna wanna seek me because I'm the WeeFee

[Hook]
WeeFee, WeeFee, WeeFee
I can put you on
WeeFee, WeeFee, WeeFee
With my push alone
WeeFee, WeeFee, WeeFee
Now you're set in stone, I'm the
WeeFee

[Verse 2]
People need me, I'm the WeeFee
I get them on movies and TV
Connecting Scooby and Stevie
Straight from Missouri to Fiji
Trying to intrigue me ain't easy
Unless you bringing them bad beasies in three-bies
We be having them louder than 194 dB
Organ, grinding, so they pour us in their mouth, and they're loving it like Thorazine
When they freaking out I'm Jim Morrison
But I go without hair Billy Corgan
Releasing a lot more of them endorphins
WeeFee wins the war again the gores been like a horror film
Cause we kill, everything so be still
When we move in, not a cheap thrill
When the beat feels like E pills
Steadily repping B till, my B-L-double O-D spills
Then again Tech Nina keep mills
So I know I'mma get me a refill
Tech is highly respected
Been with a few major labels and left it
I rated my records intrepid
Since they didn't rep it then F it
Now I'm elected to get the check and invest it
I'm such a vet you can bet that I can get you connected
Cause I'm the WeeFee

[Hook]
WeeFee, WeeFee, WeeFee
I can put you on
WeeFee, WeeFee, WeeFee
With my push alone
WeeFee, WeeFee, WeeFee
Now you're set in stone, I'm the
WeeFee

[Verse 3]
If you with me but hating me
Disconnect from me, get away from me
Get a bit of fake thinkin' they're big as your paper be
When they try to shake a G they normally have to take a fee that's lower than what they pay for he that works in M&M Bakery
You doubt a N9ne, you out of sight, you out of mind
Nigga shout a crime from me they sniffing them powder lines
I'm the righteous
But I kill a man like I'm Cypress
Play me like I'm not the nicest
No WeeFee leave you lifeless
Taking a knife to fight with ISIS, I like it
When they spite they get vices
When they hit that pipe think they're psychic
Wanna figure my mic and try to slice it
But they do fizzle when they hear SuWu whistles
Disrespect me true this will happen and they lose signal
This was long awaited
Strange is how all the fakes were created
They think they made it, forgot about me and skated
They music, everybody played it cause I was right there to save it
They downgraded they hate it cause their signal is faded
Cause I'm the WeeFee, nigga

[Hook]
WeeFee, WeeFee, WeeFee
I can put you on
WeeFee, WeeFee, WeeFee
With my push alone
WeeFee, WeeFee, WeeFee
Now you're set in stone, I'm the
WeeFee

Erbody But Me

length: 3:18

[Intro]
Okay

[Hook: Bizzy]
Walk right up in the room like fuck er'body but me (er'body but me)
Lookin' like it's all good but fuck er'body but me (er'body but me)
And I really wish a nigga would say fuck er'body but me (er'body but me)
And you could be just like me say fuck er'body
Er'body but me
Er'body but me
Er'body but me
Finna go up
Er'body but me say fuck er'body
Okay

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
K-C-M-O
Born and raised if you ain't get the memo
Slippin' in my city is a N-O
We put down a demo, then go stuffing them hoes in a limo
Cause they said they serving more jaw then Jay Leno
What they seein' walk through the doors, winners
Haters muggin' us because they hoes, grinners
Sinners better simmer when thinking they want to chin us better remember it ain't nothing but rogue, in us
Steppin' out with Tech Nina, yes sir, weather remains, wetter she came
Next thing you know, mayne, that girl want everything, everything
When it's playing she saying this my shit
That's why they be waiting in line to kiss my grip
Offer true paid dues, I'm not selfish
But you may lose, if I could help it
Step into this Piru made grove wearing the opposite of blue suede shoes, Elvis

[Hook: Bizzy]
Walk right up in the room like fuck er'body but me (er'body but me)
Lookin' like it's all good but fuck er'body but me (er'body but me)
And I really wish a nigga would say fuck er'body but me (er'body but me)
And you could be just like me say fuck er'body
Er'body but me
Er'body but me
Er'body but me
Finna go up
Er'body but me
Er'body but me
Bout to go up
Er'body but me
Er'body but me
Finna go up
Er'body but me
Say fuck er'body
Okay

[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
We drinkin'
Why you wonder why your woman winkin'
Trip with us you're headed for extinction
We just bringing brinks in
To buy the bar get everybody drinkin'
People looking salty must be smokin' Jesse Pinkman
Er'body, but me
Lookin' broke and, dusty
That's how your lady look at me, that's why she wanna, cuff me
I'm gonna shine never, rusty
Every year I come back with another one they never gonna, hush me
She wanna get close to touch a strange jam
She say you don't remember me 'cause I just became slim
Ah ye-ye-ye-ye-ye
That's right I know you from, um so and so what's her name 'nem?
They know Tech Nina is always coming hotter than, hell's pit
And I'm steady drinking like I'm a, Celtic
Why they trippin' with me? 'Cause now I'm dipping with she
And I'm gonna give her what she need, pelvis

[Hook: Bizzy]
Walk right up in the room like fuck er'body but me (er'body but me)
Lookin' like it's all good but fuck er'body but me (er'body but me)
And I really wish a nigga would say fuck er'body but me (er'body but me)
And you could be just like me say fuck er'body
Er'body but me
Er'body but me
Er'body but me
Finna go up
Er'body but me
Er'body but me
Bout to go up
Er'body but me
Er'body but me
Finna go up
Er'body but me
Say fuck er'body
Okay

Get Off Me

length: 3:20

[Intro: Tech N9ne]
I'm just tryna try
When haters do what they do and steady hidin' the lie
Laughing while we, ridin' and high
Cause we know that they ladies will let us slide in their pie
Yeah, they call us nook nook crooks
Cause all they hear from the room is Babadook-dook-dook
Yeah, you think I make rooks book?
Well my singin' partner 'bout to murder before he do the hook, look

[Verse 1: Darrein Safron]
Starting from nothing, I did it
Y'all mad cause you didn't
Y'all mad cause y'all ain't in it
Y'all mad cause I got the master plan, cash got no limit
I might ride to your block and let this drop when I’m finished
Uh, yeah, put that on your head
People thought we was recording 'cause the dot shot red
I just do this for my homies 'till the block get fed
I rap slow so you understand what the fuck I said
But...
Ok I'm still on my grind, holding minds down with it
I'm keepin' my side
Open ya third eye
They thinking you're blind
Strap to the back, with a Mac' in a backpack
Homies' strapped, and ready to ride
Feeling like Biggie, I'm Ready To Die

[Hook: Darrein Safron]
So get off me
Bitch get off me
I just don't got no time for all you bitches and your soft way
So get off me
Bitch get off me
I just don't got no time for all you bitches and your soft way

[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
Whoever said Tech Nina ain't the shizzy is a busta deluxe with cheese
My foot is ready to touch ya and scuff the 3's
You couldn't move 'em with a Mustard beat plus with Yeez
Cause you's a sorry mother-sucker, I'll buck ya then puff the trees
I'm for real
Do I kill it, certainly so
Your lady say she don't 'member ever squirting before
Till she had this player in the middle of the west, a flirtin' negro
I'll knock her way down the coach for her burkin' ego
Ya heard it?!
(I heard it!)
Let's give it up for the KC King
But I never wanna get up in the race, we sing
When I get up on a beat, I'ma bake these schemes
Look at the Nina
I'm comin' at you with a team of cleaners
Rippin' and packin' arenas
Thinkin' he better then he be the dreamer

[Hook: Darrein Safron]
So get off me
Bitch get off me
I just don't got no time for all you bitches and your soft way
So get off me
Bitch get off me
I just don't got no time for all you bitches and your soft way

[Verse 3: Problem]
Bitches ain't shit and they ain't never gon' be shit
Talk like a asshole, baby girl eat shit
Chach on this thief shit
Dog off the leash shit
Get yo BMF
Yeah I'm on that Meech shit (What)
Money everywhere, nigga disrespect mine and we gunnin' everywhere
Pussy's gettin no love mother-fuck a Februar'
Cracked my enemy's girl then I fucked her everywhere
Yeah I'm all up in these streets and you suckas never there
80's baby and I grew up with cluckas everywhere
Fuck all that mad doggin got a shot for every stare
If you wanna see fake take a look up in the mirror

[Hook: Darrein Safron]
So get off me
Bitch get off me
I just don't got no time for all you bitches and your soft way
So get off me
Bitch get off me
I just don't got no time for all you bitches and your soft way

[Outro:]
Clown Town!
Clown Town!
*screaming*

I Get It Now

length: 3:50
Industry does not, feel you
I'm sick of this ****
Blind *****es wish
N9ne's wickedness away

**********in' killer B
There's about to become a distillery
The majority don't really feel a G
With the paint and a dark soliloquy
Music, they said killed the fee
Me, Krizz, and Makzilla free
So I'm gonna have to keep it real with me
**** them straight with agility
They callin' me crazy
Don't wanna play me
So I make the music that will target their babies
And open 'em up to wicked ****
They wanna know how hip is this
This never been no hipster ****
So the fakers see me and dis the 'fit
I ain't cool like the late great Biggie Smalls, the illest
So I went the route of a killer clown comin' to pillage a village
Steady tryin' to get 'em all to feel it
But I learned you can't please everybody
When my mother was livin' they used to say "your son is scary Maudie"
I don't give a flyin', dyin'
Spy inside of al-Qaeda, they lyin'
When tryin' to diss Tech N9ne
And when they all shall buy us
I don't fit the part for main stream cause I'm rougher
Only time they wanna look like me is Halloween ************
I realize I'm not inviting

You ain't with it
Sit it down
I'm a vicious
Wicked clown
And I'm livid when the critics give us frowns
Trippin' with this *****'s sound
Yup, I get it now
Get it, me and you, we are not the same
We unequal and the people is to blame, get it?
I get it now
I guess I got the wrong pants on
And I don't really make no dance songs, get it?
I get it now

Y'all can't tell I'm ****in' myself up more and more on purpose?
I love scarin' the hell out of y'all, haha

Stick the masses, whack it off in the casket
Sound like they wrist broken like put the ****in' lotion in the basket
How is he livin' lavish when he rap really fast and he mask it?
They don't get it when I gas it
They laugh at it, mad it ain't ratchet
They wanna wear clothes just like A$AP Rocky, like Yeezy and Drake
That's what they identify with, not with a ***** with the clown paint on his face
I get it that I'm wicked
When I spit it they be comin' to get 'em a ticket
Talk a lot of **** at the gate and they got to zip it
When I'm bustin', they open up to somethin' different and dig it
I get it, I never looked like the average black dude
Track shoes, gold teeth, and covered in tattoos
Yak, booze, reeking and chiefing the sack through
Speakin' about reaching them hardened hat screws
Jack move
Yes I've become a big boss
But I'll never be cool as Rick Ross
That's okay, N9ne's been rhyming
And now he's shining
Perfect timing

You ain't with it
Sit it down
I'm a vicious
Wicked clown
And I'm livid when the critics give us frowns
Trippin' with this *****'s sound
Yup, I get it now
Get it, me and you, we are not the same
We unequal and the people is to blame, get it?
I get it now
I guess I got the wrong pants on
And I don't really make no dance songs, get it?
I get it now

So what I've come to realize is I will never fit in
So it's my duty to make sure that I stand the **** out
Meht etinu lliw eh esuac' ,meht sthgif reven eh yhw s'taht ,meht ekil gnihton s'eH
If this thing does not kill you
Grind back to back tracks
Find racks on racks
N9ne's stacking that all day

Hold On Me

length: 4:20

[Hook: Kate Rose]
Gimme some of that good stuff I need so much
I can't handle life without it, it's become my crutch
I don't need anything else
I'm just gonna use it for myself
Been craving it tonight so it's good I've got plans
Soon I'll be flying, oh so high

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
All my life whenever I got into a relationship
Couldn't take the nagging of women never be taking tips
When they said I needed just one of them in my stable
But never would I listen I wasn't able they say to me
I know you got other chicks, and I'm sick of this shit
You think I'm asleep when you go sneak away for a bit
I hear you talking to her why do you treat me like this
Why do you make it so hard to admit
Player would never show his hand
I become something they can't stand
In the long run they on one, our song's done
Get they bags and they bounce
And they say I'm sick and need a little counseling
You are the king, but don't know how to treat a queen
I hear the words you speak about her when you dream
Thought that we were a team, how could you let her intervene
Guess you got me
Really got some feelings for this one you can't stop me

[Hook]
Gimme some of that good stuff I need so much
I can't handle life without it, it's become my crutch
I don't need anything else
I'm just gonna use it for myself
Been craving it tonight so it's good I've got plans
Soon I'll be flying, oh so high

[Bridge: Kate Rose]
Cause it will have its hold on me
Her blood is coursing through my veins
I need to hold on tight just let it take the reigns

[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
Don't get in the game
If there's a feeling you can't hang
Women tell me that I should be loyal to one dame
It's a shame, they say I'm a playa and I never change
I remain, how we start out the same
And I can never get with it, you can give it to whomever wanna get it
Now that I'm seeing vivid you come at me I'mma pivot and
Get up out of your room, treat me like a buffoon
I can see you love her to the moon
I cannot lie I'm hella busted, they say I can't be trusted
I ain't got time to love shit but this does it
Loving her even when out in public goes with me wherever I tug it
I'm really done with you yes I had a lot of fun with you
But your many will soon be none with you
So what you gonna do?
It's only one and without it I might lose it
I cannot keep a woman cause time with my music

[Hook]
Gimme some of that good stuff I need so much
I can't handle life without it, it's become my crutch
I don't need anything else
I'm just gonna use it for myself
Been craving it tonight so it's good I've got plans
Soon I'll be flying, oh so high

[Bridge: Kate Rose]
Cause it will have its hold, on me
Her blood is coursing through my veins
I need to hold on tight just let it take the reigns

Starting to Turn

length: 3:34

[Intro x4]
Turning

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
Alright
I don't wanna do this anymore, stop
Tellin' me that we can make it in a hell where it's gonna be many more shocks
Use to be I needed love now I need about 3 or 4 shots
With another round just to hit it now yes I'm messier than any gore plot
I am doing what the sick does
Takin anything to get buzzed
'Stead of eatin wit the family I rather get my dinner in a strip club
Not a evil that can rival me becoming even darker than a crip slug comin to clip bloods,
Took the gentleman and put him underground like in Dig Dug
So long every day shit there's no hope for we
Repetition kept us glitchin', your folks bore me
I'm turning into what my lady provoked for she never really knew inside of my brain having ho soaked orgies, constantly

[Hook: Jonathan Davis]
Do you really wanna see this thing that's turning in me?
Turning in me? NO!
I am, I am, I am liberating me, starting to turn
I didn't do it, got something to stir it up
I am, I am, I am liberating me, starting to turn
I couldn't see it but hatred is feeding it

[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
Migraine, I'm bane, ain't nobody feelin my pain
Stupid women I blame so goodbye sane imma fry my brain! Drugs I'ma try aim to deny shame and defy thy rain
Look into my eye mane I wanna fly gettin really high and die strange
How do I describe, you and I entropy, inside of me an entity
Turning me into to the portion of idenitity
That you'll never know there, till my anger make a slow tear
Any beef wanna grow, I swear I eat it so rare, baby oh yeah
Take off your bitchness that hate oh so it's just
Turning me into the insane, playing all kind of sin games
Taking it in like a ganja hit, you're the reason why the bomb was lit
Got me thinking "murder everything in sight", monster shit!

[Hook: Jonathan Davis]
Do you really wanna see this thing that's turning in me?
Turning in me? NO!
I am, I am, I am liberating me, starting to turn
I didn't do it, got something to stir it up
I am, I am, I am liberating me, starting to turn
I couldn't see it but hatred is feeding it
I am, I am, I am liberating me, starting to turn
I didn't do it, got something to stir it up
I am, I am, I am liberating me, starting to turn
I couldn't see it but hatred is feeding it

[Outro: Tech N9ne & Jonathan Davis]
No!
Wait for it, wait for it!
Driving me crazy when you lie to me baby
You're driving me crazy when you lie to me baby
Driving me crazy when you lie to me baby
Well that's real shady, you might die if you play me!

Poisoning the Well

length: 3:42

[Intro: Tech N9ne]
At the first y'all ain’t hearin me, but in the end y'all gon' play

[Hook: Athena Pasutti]
Poisoning the well
Y'all gon' hear me, oh yeah
You're on me, final days have only been going through Hell
So drink it up with no filter
I give you my drama
So if you don't get it, don't get it
Well then you can't live it, I'm livin'
See I’m only as funky as my last cut
Don't blame my gifts, just fill your glass up

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
Sincerely
Man I love this music thing severely
But it seems some don't wanna feel me clearly
I'm the L in salmon, they can't hear me
So I had to work up to not giving a fuck
But the people thought I was evil
I was brought up at the steeple but they trust it not
But turn and tell a killa that he must kick rocks
When he bust it lots
And you will get a couple in ya muffin top
Me popping will be they D-day
'Cause they can't say the shit he say
Everyone don't have a tongue like a gun
They not trying to be running no relay
Sat in hell for a whole lot of years
Bread and tales I got a whole lot of cheers
Sold out shows, so bout those, foes doubt flows but bros oughta hear
Change in the making
Deep in the midwest something insane been a-baking
They claiming a nation with brain innovation
Surrounding everyone with the Strange integration

[Hook: Athena Pasutti]
Poisoning the well
Y'all gon' hear me, oh yeah
You're on me, final days have only been going through Hell
So drink it up with no filter
I give you my drama
So if you don't get it, don't get it
Well then you can't live it, I'm livin'
See I’m only as funky as my last cut
Don't blame my gifts, just fill your glass up

[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
Something strange in the agua
When everybody sound like blah-blah
Put the KOD in the pot and he nod
But the God no more rides well Tecca Nina saga
Someway the killa is getting twisted into the mainstream
Gangrene sick of hits again
I can flip from the rip come and sip the sin
That's my dirty water worser than Flint, Michigan
They don't wanna see my progress
But you can't stop or tell it that's God blessed
Over the years I showed 'em with my I guest
To a handsome mansion and from the projects
Wayne Minor, insane kinda, in the brain I'm a strange rhymer
Always been a change the game grinder
Poison the well
You can tell that, this boy's been in Hell
I'ma joy when inhaled
I'm the reason why everybody cheesin'
I got 'em even making noise in the jail
If everybody had to do what I do
They'd have flows coming out the wazoo
And let the god spew
Alaikumsalam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh

[Hook: Athena Pasutti]
Poisoning the well
Y'all gon' hear me, oh yeah
You're on me, final days have only been going through Hell
So drink it up with no filter
I give you my drama
So if you don't get it, don't get it
Well then you can't live it, I'm livin'
See I’m only as funky as my last cut
Don't blame my gifts, just fill your glass up

Buss Serves

length: 3:58

[Intro]
Started with the blow and went to flows
Listen to me tell my gutter story and it goes

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
When I was 19
I went to go live with my auntie and noticed she had nice things
The furniture and
All of her clothes quite clean
To never be working a 9 to 5, she ran a ice cream, team
She put me on
Am I wit it simon
Stay remarkably grown
That's why my pockets be long
Ducked some feds, dumped packs, and then got custom threads
From serving boofas in KC we say let's buss some heads, nigga
In French village, I went till, it got the rent bill, it got so heavy I no longer benched skrilla was a cinch still I had to Vince Neil it
Yell in a microphone and write them songs they like it's on
I let go they life worth of pipe is blown to flowing ignite my home I used to
Buss serves
Now I, buss words
Either way slanging or sanging whatever life Imma just splurge
We had the spot though until it really got hot so
Escape I did like El Chapo
But nuevas still get faded, vato

[Hook: Young Devi D and Tech N9ne]
I pull up, pull up
Bussin serves
I pull up, pull up
Bussin serves
(Young nigga chasing it back)
I pull up bussin serves
Young nigga pull up, pull up
Bussin serves, commas
Either way I'mma be stacking it
On my, mama
Making my milli from rapping it or
Bussin serves, commas
Either way Imma be stacking it
On my, mama
Making my milli from rapping it or
Bussin serves

[Verse 2: Big Scoob]
On my mama nigga
Pull up, I'm bussin serves
But you won't find me nickel and diming, man I'm off the curb
Prolly find me somewhere rhyming man this flow's absurd
Or maybe find me on my grinding where the pot is stirred
Either way I'm bout my pay I'm tryna stack up my dollars
Ripping the chowder, stomping the powder, dumping it louder, soldier for louder
Necked it to a vato
Hefe head honcho
El Chapo with the hot flows
Still logged in with the block though
Hit a thang and make the knot grow
Push a nigga push it all bro
Pussy pills to that Pablo
In dark or night nigga I glow
Old nigga with the bag bro
Silly nigga with the mag though
Be careful what you pussies ask for
I'm airing out one of you assholes
Real shit, but the paper quit when the violence hit, nigga beep it bool
Shit bricks and quick licks turned meal ticks, nigga beep it bool
Out here hungry chasing food
All in, refuse to lose
Bussin serves or bussin words, ask about me, I'm that dude

[Hook: Young Devi D and Tech N9ne]
I pull up, pull up
Bussin serves
I pull up, pull up
Bussin serves
(Young nigga chasing it back)
I pull up bussin serves
Young nigga pull up, pull up
Bussin serves, commas
Either way I'mma be stacking it
On my, mama
Making my milli from rapping it or
Bussin serves, commas
Either way Imma be stacking it
On my, mama
Making my milli from rapping it or
Bussin serves

[Verse 3: Young Devi D]
I got my mind on my money, money on my mind
It's just something about [hundreds], when you thumbing through them signs
I quit fucking with them niggas, cause they ain't wan' shine
And that's all I'm tryna do, it's why I grit, it's why I grind
I pull up bussin serves nigga all at the trailer parks
I talk money fluent, they ain't teach it in language arts
Damn that nigga street smart, reflex razor sharp
Don't fall in love with me baby, I'm just gon' break your heart
Smash through the sheet, like the fucking Transporter
I got film of your bitch, on my camcorder
Had to show it to my homies, this right here my life mane
Hit a lick for 30, lost 20 in the dice game
Fuck it man it's nothing, I swear to God it's nothing
I tried to down that sucker but I paralyzed his cousin
Oops fuck it, oops fuck it
That come with the pop-off
You my son's son lil nigga, call me papa

[Hook: Young Devi D and Tech N9ne]
I pull up, pull up
Bussin serves
I pull up, pull up
Bussin serves
(Young nigga chasing it back)
I pull up bussin serves
Young nigga pull up, pull up
Bussin serves, commas
Either way I'mma be stacking it
On my, mama
Making my milli from rapping it or
Bussin serves, commas
Either way Imma be stacking it
On my, mama
Making my milli from rapping it or
Bussin serves

No Runnin to Ya Mama

length: 3:50
[Intro]
Yeah, you must be throw'd
You gon' make them thangs come up out that load
You ain't built like that but you talk so cold
Yeah, we know
[Verse 1]
Hurts now, purps found cause a n**** squirt rounds
Acting like ya wore a purse on turf grounds
Like how his homies didn't tell him to pull his skirt down
Now look at'cha
Loud mouth we found a round to match ya
Bound to smack ya, now the ground'll catch ya
Cause you frowned at the hounds and you found disaster
He talking hella shady
How I get it on the daily
They jelly bout my gravy but they crazy cause they think I won't be banging like the 80's
Your homie was a movie
So we dot him with the tooly
Got his family sick and woozy
Giving him the finger, way of Rodney O and Joe Cooley
They hot around the collar
Cause I got a lot of shotters
So don't nobody bother, if they try to then we stoppin' they medulla oblongata
So be careful when you saucing
You could end up in the coffin
You better take precaution when you see real n***** crossing, shut the f*** up when we talking
If you get my killers heated
You'll be curled up like a fetus
All them words, you're gonna eat it
Every fist and all the feet is never ceasing when you pleaded
So I think you better comma
Or get lit up with the llama
KC all the way to Ghana, when you grown and start the drama, ain't no running to yo mama, n****
[Hook] x2
No running to yo mama
When you caught up in the drama
No running to yo mama when you caught up in the drama cause you did nobody honor

[Verse 2]
We the boss players
In this, industry and not SEGA
n**** we are stop haters
We take 'em to the end and then it's biva las begas
If you tripping, y'all nuts
Cause we sick and all bust
So get the m************ pineapple, the rum and the coconut and mix it all up
We coming from the ghetto
And we keep the heavy metal
So you suckers better settle cause we turn a wolf and devil to a woman in stilettos
Cause they didn't really want it
They was only in the moment
Hella talking, never on it
Had they're chance and now they blown it cause the king was their opponent
He bit the hand that fed him
Run you over if you let him
All the homies wanna get him, heard the words when he said them now I know that he regret them
Cause we be getting money
And he be looking b**my
So keep the coward from me, when you see me don't be chummy
Muh'f****** dummy
I know you can't stand me
But you know that we go hammy
Have you sleeping like a xanny, hit them with a super whammy when I cut them from the family
We in every nook and cranny
Hit you when you're in your jammies, when you're in your manny panties
See me and my brother Sammy, ain't no yelling for your granny and no running to your mammy n****
[Hook] x2
No running to yo mama
When you caught up in the drama
No running to yo mama when you caught up in the drama cause you did nobody honor

Buddah

length: 3:38

[The Storm is coming 12/9]

No Gun Control

length: 3:45

[Intro: Big Scoob]
You motherfuckers keep talking about gun control
First off I'm tired of being controlled
I'm tired of you motherfuckers trying to control me and mine
You better get your motherfucking weapon
Cuz motherfucker I got mine
And I'm not scared to use it, they're not scared to use it
So motherfucker get prepared
Cuz it's 'bout that time to prove it
We're trapped off in these fucked up gutters
Everyday preparing for war
So motherfucker get ready for it
It's about that time to even the score

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
We on, if you ever test us we swarm
So the devilish best be warned
Reform these Don peons
Who keep a lot of artillery
They take all of the hate, apply it to race
Then innocents get a taste
So take a bullet to liberate, off in the trigger state
We stock up, to be with the free locked up
To these pop up, when they try'na penetrate it; we boss up
Don't wanna have to do it but indeed shot you
How many more people gonna fall from this evil?
And it'll never stop cuz we don't care if it's illegal
But the weapons charges foul and fecal
When the demon is coming after you
With a plan to deceive you

[Hook: Gary Clark Jr.]
Just because we're carrying guns
Don't mean we wanna use them
People abuse 'em, yeah we all losin'
Look at (you!) Cuz they all shooting
Uhh, hey, yeah everybody shooting
Uhh, and you should be scared of us
Ahh, they scared of us
Cuz we out of control
We ain't got no gun control

[Verse 2: Krizz Kaliko]
Feeling nervous got a little trouble on my mind
I can turn a murder around and turn death fear to it
And damn near do it
Think it's exposed, just cuz I'm sagging my clothes
And tagging my toes
And beating the peace out of peaceful nigga
Thanks for yanking the breaks off a gangster hate officers
Got a lot of mo', I got a lot of mo'
I see Trump’s got a lot of votes
America is a salad bowl
And you can put the dressing chop it up
And fool a lot of folks if it's coming my way after trunk
Cuz the Trumpers get carried away
And I'm thumpin' my thumper
Cuz gum bumpin' don't mean nothing
If people is out of control

[Hook: Gary Clark Jr.]
Just because we're carrying guns
Don't mean we wanna use them
People abuse 'em, yeah we all losin'
Look at (you!) Cuz they all shooting
Uhh, hey, yeah everybody shooting
Uhh, and you should be scared of us
Ahh, they scared of us
Cuz we out of control
We ain't got no gun control

[Guitar Solo: Gary Clark Jr.]

What If It Was Me

length: 4:09

[Intro: Tech N9ne]
Free your mind, and remember
Winners are not people who never fail
But people who never quit
All I ever wanted was to sell
Records to the people make a lot of mil', yessir
Rap to me, it was the holy grail
I'm gonna go and do it, I'm never gonna fail
Yeah, but first I gotta make it out of Hell

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
Wake up and I see crime
All of us we on it's eat time
My homies love me yelling "Peace N9ne"
At the same time, throwing B signs
Throwing em back and repping the street, I'm
Doing music and I'm writing beast rhymes
But my V-Slimes, had no weak minds
Got with the music, started a group and we shine
Music gave us hella hope
Made it up out of the bangin' and sellin' dope
We were stronger than a bottle of Yoke
Till one of our members found a kid to grope
Then your honor gave the peddy the rope
Losing a man, the band began to slope
Never did think a plan was damned to croak
So doing it solo-dolo stands the G.O.A.T
Started making hella LP's
2000, all the way to five, felt free
Because of the hand the label dealt me
But in ‘06 Fontana helped us melt cheese
Number one independent gonna be spending a ton of funds, in a minute
That's when the government want the sums, then I send it
In a couple of months I'm done and replenished

[Bridge: Tech N9ne]
Everywhere I go, I'm selling out the show
Around the world I kill em and everybody know
Whenever we hit the studio and Tecca Nina drop, hot
Even though I will go toe to toe if somebody bang on me
But I'm rolling in the dough and I'm really respected and protected
Chances of me getting shot, not

[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
Everyone loving the Tech
Publishin', I get a check
Loving the cities that with me, the people that call me the best
I don't have any regret, but it's a bit of neglect
Missing my babies I love em and none of 'em leaving me yet
Feeling good like a villain should
In a mansion, but I'm still in hoods
Not like Trayvon, J's on
Khaki shorts with a red tee like I will and could
I can conceal it my permits say
If evil happens to swerve this way
Hope nobody deserves quick spray
I feel an angelic surge this day
They feeling my songs
Been doing it long
They want me to sell 'em my CD right outta my home
Cos I'm in the zone
I'm putting em on in front of the store when a couple of police won't leave me alone
Why they tripping?
I fit the description
It's two of them rushing me I'm on a solo mission
To get people to listen, but they pushing and kicking me
I'm on the ground when they telling me, "Cause of a gun suspicion"
It was in my pocket, ain't trying pop it
When they scared of a brother with a gun no one can stop it
Then one of em lost it, and then I was shot quick
Officers took me to heaven, I'm dead and with multiple rockets
Didn't matter I was good and living inside a mansion next to ball players
'Cause of the move he made was drastic now I lay in a casket carried by my pallbearers
Fears what I see, making em kill a G
Rotten apple in the batch; don't tell the rest to flee
This happened in Baton, R-O-U-G-E, even I fit the description
What if it was me?

[Verse 3: Krizz Kaliko]
What if it was me
What if I never got the one chance to be
Everything and everywhere I go, I wouldn't see
If by your hand you took that from me
But what if it were me?
Laying right there
I'll never get up again, it's so unfair
My babies cry out
You never cared
Things that we do make each other so scared
So what if it was you there?
(Should I just) Take your life
(Should I bust) Make your wife widowed, withered, hugging the pillow
The scent of you still on her
Spirit she feels on her
The whole world weeps
Blood we all spill on her
And I know, it’s ill will; the pill’s hard to swallow
How should I feel when I'm being followed (followed)
By the words that you say to me? (Crazy)
And you saved my life, take my life

[Outro: Krizz Kaliko & Tech N9ne]
I gotta fight, all of the night with cops, crips, bloods with sore fists
I gotta fight, all of the night with cops, crips, bloods with sore fists
I gotta fight, all of the night with cops, crips, bloods with sore fists
I gotta fight, all of the night with cops, crips, bloods with sore fists and them Nazis

Anywhere

length: 3:26

[Hook: Marsha Ambrosius]
Anywhere but here
I'd rather rather be anywhere anywhere
Anywhere but here

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
Question
Anybody ever feel
That some people around you claim to be solid but ain't real?
In relationships, business, family, in the end it's about they bills
And everyone of them wanna cheat and steal
Time for me to have no chill
Come and get ya meals and they really will with zeal
All is needy, y'all is greedy
I'm falling freely
This gonna be scogging me, we brawling easy
Had a lawman seize me
Get the hell on stay
What ya gonna do but if it's a fail on pay
Loved ones exude hella rude when it used to be smooth
Like the face of Janelle Monae
She's got the glee stopped
I'm in a pit of animals really making me bleed lots
Fatigue I wanna leave then my knee dropped
When I breathe not cause she needs guap
So extract me from this place full of hate that'll tax me
Pass the sack 'cause I'm trying to get to happy
Exactly people are feeding they call me nasty at me

[Bridge]
Sometimes I just wanna fly away
Sometimes I just wanna leave the sky

[Verse 2]
Listen
They don't love you no more
They discover your flow
But I'm feeling my fans trying to shudder don't slow
Leaving the clown now I'm nothing but a bozo to 'em
Give my all in my sessions
I never thought that I would fall in regression
The music business now we call it recession
We bawl and we stressing 'cause y'all is divesting
I feel it when I ought to be top of these
Where the hip hopper be and The Rock put me
At the forefront but galore won, nothing but the Pac could be hypocrisy
They forgot about the prophecy that I keep the lock and key
But they talking "He soft" and flee now they wanna coffin me
Y'all can be treacherous, I'm the best at this effortless
But with Tech it's been deficits
Wanna fly away like a Pegasus
I feel like the scare is near, they don't care that Tech share his tears
At this moment, at this point in time I'd rather be anywhere but here

[Hook]
I'd rather be anywhere anywhere
Anywhere but here
I'd rather be anywhere anywhere
Anywhere but here

[Bridge]
Sometimes I just wanna fly away
Sometimes I just wanna leave the sky

[Hook]
I'd rather be anywhere anywhere
Anywhere but here
I'd rather be anywhere anywhere
Anywhere but here

[Bridge]
Sometimes I just wanna fly away
Sometimes I just wanna leave the sky

[Verse 3]
I'm sure to be
At this rate, a nigga that fades into obscurity
I can't take bein' treated like an amateur
This is impure to me
In closing, it's messed up when you know you one of the chosen
But you can't have a show when nobody rose and all the people go when everything's frozen

[Outro]
Dear God, make me a bird so I can fly
Far far, far away from here
Dear God, make me a bird so I can fly
Far far, far away from here

Til I’m Gone

length: 4:38

[Intro: Tech N9ne]
I made a mistake
Now you can choose to stay and live with that mistake
Or you can beat me over the head with it over and over
'Till I'm gone

[Hook: Kiddo A.I.]
Beat it 'till it's broke and closed
'Till I'm gone, til I'm gone
This heart is just a fallen rose
So I'm gone, so I'm gone
You know you're my highlight
Fell into the limelight
Break me, I'll be all right
Know that I'll be all right
You know you're my highlight
Fell into the limelight
Break me, I'll be all right
Know that I'll be all right

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
If you're blinded by the limelight that shines bright
On this individual's residuals fond slitch
Your mind might rip up the mess to design fights
To cry heif, destined to plummet in hindsight
If you feel you in my shadow and females'll get you rattled
With every tale they tattle, you raise hell in battle
Let us jail and hassle when the Queendom fails the castle
She unveils the shackles trying to bail is natural
You still here but complaints they stick
'Cause my life is too complicated and ain't basic
So the saint may split
Stay after that hiccup, you can't play vict
No you can't say sh-

[Hook: Kiddo A.I.]
Beat it 'till it's broke and closed
'Till I'm gone, 'till I'm gone
This heart is just a fallen rose
So I'm gone, so I'm gone
You know you're my highlight
Fell into the limelight
Break me, I'll be all right
Know that I'll be all right
You know you're my highlight
Fell into the limelight
Break me, I'll be all right
Know that I'll be all right

[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
You chose to ride on this carousel
Anything petty, I para sail over
You stay where there is hell
I'm drowning in Seroquel
Embarrassed this resembles marriage under a terror spell
Running free even though the cerebel isn't parallel
I do something you think is shady and you stay
Says you agree with us moving forward and we like okay
But a year later that means you can't take us back to that day
If so, better watch what you say 'cause it'll have us in disarray
Aye, so beat it 'till it's broke and closed
Break me down it won't be smooth like lotioned bows
Chosen souls meet the love potion flows
But when the oceans froze that's when we get ghost and rogue
Baby

[Hook: Kiddo A.I.]
Beat it 'till it's broke and closed
'Till I'm gone, 'till I'm gone
This heart is just a fallen rose
So I'm gone, so I'm gone
You know you're my highlight
Fell into the limelight
Break me, I'll be all right
Know that I'll be all right
You know you're my highlight
Fell into the limelight
Break me, I'll be all right
Know that I'll be all right

[Bridge: Kiddo A.I & (Tech N9ne)]
Break it, I'll be on my own (Just Me)
Back home, (Where I belong), I'll be good (Yeah)
Break it, I'll be on my own
Back home, I'll be good

[Outro: Tech N9ne]
Don't do it
Move forward
You keep nagging me over and over
'Till I'm Gone

The Needle

length: 4:59

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
I once said in a cypher of famous friends back in 2011
"Who do I catch?"
Outside of technicians' tunneled Tech vision
At a point in time when dope is the new whack
So it's safe to say we're in Barney says Cheadle
On the outskirts of our army, we scare people
But it's not for evil, up with hawks and eagles
But I'm lost and feeble wondering if this restarts the needle
Look around, do you spot Tech
In front of seventy thousand at RockFest
By the way he won the crowd does he got next
To infect the mainstream or sell a lot less
God bless my core fans still around
We're here 'cause you held us down
Love the way that you love my sounds
But I'm still try'na break new ground

[Hook: Krizz Kaliko]
Feels like I could blow out a fire with one breath
Look at the sky in the sun set
Sing you a song to change the mood
And move mountains with my hands
But just don't understand
Why this needle just won't move

[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
Yes doing this for, yes doing this for, yes doing this for profit
And my pocket's one dimension
I wanna reach so many hearts and souls is my intention
Since 2001 is when I started my ascension
But in 2015 I went up just to get honorable mention
Makes me wanna end it, I get so offended
When they speak of genre breaking but no N9ne is in it
Or friended I'm winded, my music's intrinsic
But it's kinda looking like the needle ain't moving even when I did a killer with Kendrick
Jimmy Kimmel was splendid, four million attended
But when we were done it's like not one of them were mended
Maybe it's my image and large amount of grimness
My pen spits on them scripts
Thinking I'm on a sin trip and then skit
Rock on the range we had 'em flocking for Strange
But it was a shocker when no rockers remained
When it came to the game where they claimed
Fame could get you big as the Beatles
Yeah we got it this far but I really wanna push that needle

[Hook: Krizz Kaliko]
I could blow out a fire with one breath
Look at the sky in the sun set
Sing you a song to change the mood
And move mountains with my hands
But just don't understand
Why this needle just won't move

[Verse 3: Tech N9ne]
Pardon me Lucas
I was blessed to do a song with Marshall Mathers
I was thinking when the emcees hear this they hearts'll shatter
'Cause the art's so radder than babblers with partial chatter
But the garble swagger actors win it all, but this?
Not a chart no ladder, dark so daggered
Why do mega artists do this with me?
Man it make me feel so good when they all really do skip the fee
Slipknot, System Of A Down, Deftones, Doors got a few hits with T
But the one thing that makes me wanna say screw this and flee
Man I did it all this when music is free

[Hook: Krizz Kaliko]
I could blow out a fire with one breath
Look at the sky in the sun set
Sing you a song to change the mood
And move mountains with my hands
But just don't understand
Why this needle just won't move

[Verse 4: Tech N9ne]
Now they gonna say:
"Poor N9ne, please you're fine
'Cause you made it to the Forbes List 'bout at least four times"
But since I wrote my first rhyme it's been war time
To get the masses to see this talent deserves more shine
So this year I sat at my very first Grammys
Me and my partner Travis watching my peers go hammy
I thought about all the awards these folks should hand me
Man I swear I'd disappear if it wasn't for fans and family

The Long Way

length: 4:23

[Intro: Tech N9ne]
(Tech Nina, lets get it)
Mama told me get it and I did
Make a beautiful livin' for my kids
Man, I'm really in love with my gig
Wasn't always known I couldn't take the throne 'till I raced for home and I slid
For my labels flown where I lived
But the Yates was growin' in my biz
And I couldn't even afford Reebok's
It was Payless shoes and holy socks
Then I started to earn G-knots, screamin' F-T-I on TV spots
Livin' the lovely life we chose
Still I'm livin' it by street codes
Pain and poverty put these flows in Beast Mode
Here we go

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
The road to my success from here was not a block away
On the coast they told me I'ma part with Travis, not today
We just wanted what's hot to play
But they gave me no slot to slay
Even though I'm not Lecrae, every day Tecca Nina would drop to pray
On my knees in a cot
There was multiple beds in my spot
So let the champagne pop, everybody feelin' my gang, gang lots
Took a lot of hard work to get guap, when you comin' from a scarred turf, could be stopped
From the hurtful dirt to the top
Yeah we gonna celebrate today cause we got

[Hook: Tech N9ne]
Let the song play (We got it)
'Cause we done came a long way (We got it)
They know we get that grown pay (We got it)
Now they mess with me the long way (We got it)
The long way
Let the song play (We got it)
'Cause we done came a long way (We got it)
They know we get that grown pay (We got it)
Now they mess with me the long way (We got it)
The long way

[Verse 2: Krizz Kaliko]
Too big and too ugly, would you ever love me?
Every city we visit, we get it, but people they look at us funny
I feel like I'm way too fat, but what I'm packin' is making them kitties get after 'em
They hearing me flippin' and rip the back up out the track, then they trackin' a pack of 'em
Applause, applause, now we sell it enough to get our house and our cars up
Gotta get them bars up to be part of the upper echelon and hit the stars up
And we did it
Me and Nina stay committed to our art, we always doin' our part
We get it
And we knew we gettin' the cheese or we siezin' our G's up, Jesus
Only breaking from making 'em rock
The pushin' manuever been making the block
Indusin', I'm cool when I'm oozin'
I'm cruisin' the planet, they think I'm faking a lot
I gotta get to the money, gotta get to the money, and they think I'm making a lot
I'm keepin' a millimeter pilly under the tummy for dummies, if they wanna plot
New money, I ain't trying to save, cause I just made it
Look at my royalty state, thank God for the ones who gave it
Lots of props for the ones who made it
Cause this road ain't paved
Sippin' till I'm elevated
We made it, so we gon'

[Hook: Tech N9ne]
Let the song play (We got it)
'Cause we done came a long way (We got it)
They know we get that grown pay (We got it)
Now they mess with me the long way (We got it)
The long way
Let the song play (We got it)
'Cause we done came a long way (We got it)
They know we get that grown pay (We got it)
Now they mess with me the long way (We got it)
The long way

[Verse 3: Tech N9ne]
Yeah, we started this Strange Music in Trav's basement
Now we gonna have our fifth Strange building because we had patience
And I got all these mass payments with a mad cadence
Kill it when I rip it up, I'm makin' 'em listen, not pickin' me up, and I never have a cash craving
We appreciate this, so we create hits
See me lay this, inebriated
And we be faded, indeed we stay lit
From the oddest, to people listen, and look at me Godish
Not a time for Nina to be modest
People celebrate with me 'cause we got it

[Hook: Tech N9ne]
Let the song play (We got it)
'Cause we done came a long way (We got it)
They know we get that grown pay (We got it)
Now they mess with me the long way (We got it)
The long way
Let the song play (We got it)
'Cause we done came a long way (We got it)
They know we get that grown pay (We got it)
Now they mess with me the long way (We got it)
The long way

Fuh What?

length: 3:28

[Intro:]
Blah, blah, blah, bitch
Using bid'ness just to sit up on my dick
How I know is cause she asking for my Addie, Addie
When we at work, she hopin' that we both be chatty patties
Yeah?

[Hook]
Fuh what?
They want your number so they can call you
Fuh what?
Just to come over to cook for all you
Fuh what?
Thought she was thirsty and it was all true
Only business she want is hopin' you let her fall through
Fuh what?
They want your number so they can call you
Fuh what?
Just to come over to cook for all you
Fuh what?
Thought she was thirsty and it was all true
Only business she want is hopin' you let her fall through
Fuh what?

[Verse 1]
Givin' y'all the shout of the day
We celebrating, we no longer selling powder for pay
Though the ladies really wanna question without a delay
They beat around the bush instead of gettin' it out of the way
Come to my success, we yelling "Prost" (Prost!)
I can never blame the bitches wanting to get close
Cause this independent game, we make the most
That's why all the ladies asking me "Can we get ghost?"
(Ghost!)
Then these ladies wanna fuck down
But they want us all to hush now
Instead of saying she wants her guts pounded, she think of everything to cut 'round it
I'ma just tell you to cut to the chase
You want the D, and you up for the taste
Lie and run away, got lots of people
They rushing for our way like fucking seagulls
Wanna see you after hours, to cut
But instead of steppin', like a coward, you stuck
Wanna come and make me chowder? drink some Amaretto Sours?
Play that Absolute Power louder to fu-fu..

[Hook]
Fuh what?
They want your number so they can call you
Fuh what?
Just to come over to cook for all you
Fuh what?
Thought she was thirsty and it was all true
Only business she want is hopin' you let her fall through
Fuh what?
They want your number so they can call you
Fuh what?
Just to come over to cook for all you
Fuh what?
Thought she was thirsty and it was all true
Only business she want is hopin' you let her fall through
Fuh what?

[Verse 2]
I ain't with that phony shit
Stop acting like we got bid'ness when you wanted to only sit on thee dick
See me and passin' you, wanna see you wag your tail
Worse that can happen is me telling you "Take this bag of L's"
Hate you had to fail, cause really it was on groom-watch
Havin' visions of you when I was livin' up in the Boondocks
Bringin' children up in the building, try'na consume shots
Blood-sucking bitches be the reason I keep my room locked
So keep a square bid'ness
The thing you really want from Tech Nina ain't near bid'ness
They really quick to run up and offer you their digits
They got millionaire wishes
They want you to bare witness, to share kisses

[Hook]
Fuh what?
They want your number so they can call you
Fuh what?
Just to come over to cook for all you
Fuh what?
Thought she was thirsty and it was all true
Only business she want is hopin' you let her fall through
Fuh what?
They want your number so they can call you
Fuh what?
Just to come over to cook for all you
Fuh what?
Thought she was thirsty and it was all true
Only business she want is hopin' you let her fall through
Fuh what?

[Bridge]
Ringin' my phone
Real late at night when my bitch is at home
I can't believe it, this got me heated
How you gon' hit me this late 'bout a song

[Verse 3]
Bitch, watch your lip quick
Let us be realistic
If you come in fraudulent, you'll never sit on this dick
She look at my Rollie
Barely even know me, wanna cook me some Bertolli
Question is: fuh what?
Answer is: to fuck!

[Outro:]
*laughing*
Keep it real baby bubble
Burning bridges bein' a bish washer
Tech N9ne!
And she's on call, fuh what?
They want your number so they can call you
Just to come over to cook for all you
Thought she was thirsty and it was all true
Only business she want is hopin' you let her fall through

Own Thang

length: 3:44

Choosin

length: 3:28

[Intro: Tech N9ne]
Had a shindig everybody in mi casa
When I was approached by a lady trying to blend me proper
When she asked if I really was the king of the choppers
Bitch, I'm Mufasa

[Hook: Brandoshis]
Let me know if you rolling
Let me know if you down
Cause I see you choosing
You know I hold it down
Even though I came a long way from the blocks
Still wave my finger to the cops
I see you like what I got
So let me know if you rolling
Let me know if you down
I see you choosing

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
Aye
With this bimbo, hit this indo
Said she wanna give me hella vicious then go
'Bout to make the music crescendo
So don't nobody hear me knock it out with the quickness Kimbo
So I had to get the bitch's info
The top was mental, lovely ladies suck it, stay silento
Resemble monkey wrench though
I don't need your credentials
We men though
Leave you in light and leave you in limbo
She chose
N9ne I'm impossible to figure and decode
She wanna really welcome me to the freak show
She fuck with the homies, Sav Siccness and Bleezo
She said that both of my homies they gave her the heave ho
But she ain't never had me killin' it befo'
So I gave her the meat and it was more than Rodigo
She coming to every blur party we throw
(Tim Tebow)
Fakers be oozing illusions
They said they banging; but they moving and grooving
That's why the ladies want the dude with the fusion
Of indica oil and Keith who'd'n and coolin'
Stuffed and puffed like a Cuban
You trippin', she left with us
You get bruised and contusions
Used and abused and fooled
Cos' Tecca N9na, she choosin'

[Hook: Brandoshis]
Let me know if you rolling
Let me know if you down
Cause I see you choosing
You know I hold it down
Even though I came a long way from the blocks
Still wave my finger to the cops
I see you like what I got
So let me know if you rolling
Let me know if you down
I see you choosing

[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
Aye
Choosin' me because I make her nod
Wanna eat my dick up like a brat
Ya niggas hope that Tecca Nina rot
They never close enough to get a shot
Cause I be chilling way up at the top
But we never too comfortable and thinking it won't pop
You can bet that the heaters on my family stay cocked
And my governors ready for the petty who said he hot
'Cause I beat, beat, beat, beat, beat her
With the d and not D Jeter
Then I found out she a queef skeeter
When I mixed OJ with the Beef-eater
Your girly's punani it was a deep greeter
Coming at me you'll be a hit by the peace bleeder
I'm a beast I beat beep and she's cheater
She want me in her mouth, I will at least feed her
You know the rules of the game
Your bitch just chose me
We can handle this like we got some class or
Get into the gangster shit if you tripping low-key
Women is never nothing to steal
When you making hella bread and you go from here to Brazil
So you gotta know I'm the nigga that she wanna get to for big thrills for real

[Hook: Brandoshis]
Let me know if you rolling
Let me know if you down
Cause I see you choosing
You know I hold it down
Even though I came a long way from the blocks
Still wave my finger to the cops
I see you like what I got
So let me know if you rolling
Let me know if you down
I see you choosing

Ignorance

length: 3:19
Ain't it crazy how we on now, used to scrape change for a dollar
Dad used to say, "No money no power no honor"
Given if you had no problems
Came from the struggle like Doc come from college
I put on for my city 'cause they need that
Opportunity, my city don't see that
I look out from the look-outs
Give me that chance, I'mma flip that **** like a free pack
I don't wanna work on that minimum wage
That **** was made to keep us in our place
Tell them I'm good on that figurative cage
So icy look like I figurative skate
I try to preach to the crowd like I'm Mase
Better watch out for your girl cause she feeling it
Ate up the fake and threw up some real in it
Hard when you come from a city of ignorance, yeah

They want me to sing about women 'cause that's what the radio plays
But **** it, don't care if they feel it I'm doing this anyways
Got to put on for the city 'cause the homies still back at the crib
We used to talk that ****, now we live that ****
And we ain't even supposed to be rich, we from that

Bottom (ignorance)
Bottom (ignorance, ignorance, ignorance)
Bottom (ignorance)
And we ain't even supposed to be rich, we from that
Bottom (ignorance, ignorance)
Bottom (ignorance, ignorance, ignorance)
Bottom, yo

And we flying now (bottom, ignorance, bottom)
And we flying now (bottom, ignorance)
(And we ain't even supposed to be rich, we from that)
And we flying now (bottom, ignorance)
Bottom (ignorance, ignorance yeah, ignorance yeah)

Ain't it crazy how we on now, pockets on strong now
Remember when we used to be out wylin' saying
"We was the ones" like we should of been and "Why the **** we out here in this long line" and
"Getting me to get a job Mom, stop trying"
Silver surfer out here looking for a silver lining
It's ignorance that kept my city crying
But this is brilliant ignorance, yeah they know about us
I put it down where your mother at
Shout out to Swiff, where my brother at
Shout out to Basquiat, glad you got out of that
Shot you for nothing and we don't want none of that
Boys' said he ran from them, shots like a running back
And put my enemies in front of that
Ate up the fake and I threw up some some real in it
Hard, when you come from a city of ignorance, yeah

They want me to sing about women 'cause that's what the radio plays
But **** it, don't care if they feel it I'm doing this anyways, yeah
Got to put on for the city 'cause the homies still back at the crib
We used to talk that ****, now we live that ****
And we ain't even supposed to be rich, we from that

Bottom (ignorance)
Bottom (ignorance, ignorance, ignorance)
Bottom (ignorance)
And we ain't even supposed to be rich, we from that
Bottom (ignorance, ignorance)
Bottom (ignorance, ignorance, ignorance)
Bottom, (yeah) yo

And we flying now (bottom, ignorance, bottom)
And we flying now (bottom, ignorance)
(And we ain't even supposed to be rich, we from that)
And we flying now (bottom, ignorance)
Bottom (ignorance, ignorance yeah, ignorance yeah)

And we flying now (ignorance) (ignorance, ignorance, ignorance)
And we flying now (ignorance)
And we flying now (ignorance, ignorance)
(Ignorance, ignorance, ignorance)

Deleted

length: 3:36
writer: Mackenzie Nicole
Yeah (yeah)
Yeah (yeah)
Yeah (yeah)
Yeah (yeah)

Say what you gotta say, yeah
Turn around and run the other way (other way)
Yeah I read it, read it, yeah you said it
That's the price I gotta pay
So keep doin' what you're doin' if it feels right
Is that really what it takes to make you sleep at night, aite
You didn't have to look me up
Now I'm looking down to try

You don't like what you see? (Deleted)
I don't know what you want me to be (deleted)
And I came here to do me (deleted)
And so if you don't agree (deleted)

I could just keep it inside, you could ignore what I said (ignore what I said)
No, I got nothing to hide, plus you don't know where I stand (know where I stand)
It's not about you, it's about me
You actin' like you know, so you can go

Tear me down, tear me down, tear me down (tear me down)
Let me down, let me down

Can you say it to my face?
Kinda hurts me, but it fades
I'm feeling kinda like "What'ev"
Keep on throwing shade

So keep doin' what you're doin' if it feels right
Is that really what it takes to make you sleep at night? Aite
See I love it, love it, love it
The city'll see, watch me rise above it

You don't like what you see? (Deleted)
I don't know what you want me to be (deleted)
And I came here to do me (deleted)
And so if you don't agree (deleted)

I could just keep it inside, you could ignore what I said (ignore what I said)
No, I got nothing to hide, plus you don't know where I stand (know where I stand)
It's not about you, it's about me
You actin' like you know, so you can go

Tear me down, tear me down, tear me down
Let me down, let me down easy
Tear me down, tear me down, tear me down
Let me down, let me down

You don't like what you see? (Deleted)
I don't know what you want me to be (deleted)
And I came here to do me (deleted)
And so if you don't agree (deleted)

I could just keep it inside, you could ignore what I said (ignore what I said)
No, I got nothing to hide, plus you don't know where I stand (know where I stand)
It's not about you, it's about me
You actin' like you know, so you can go

Gridlock

length: 4:05
[Intro: Ubiquitous] (x2)
You heard about it but, couldn't believe it
That they would kill a man, just for breathin'
And you were thinking fat chance there's a reason
Until you hear the BLAH BLAH then you see it
[Verse 1: Ubiquitous]
Well okay now they thinking that the gunplay
Was just an isolated thing from the one place
I tell 'em hell naw keep a celly cell on
And follow (fallondell?) Alton and (Dell ron?)
Out in Dallas they were caught up in the onslaught
Had a couple cop ducking from the pop pop
Body drop it was looking like he on top
Then they killed that m*********** with the bomb bot
Now we cooking up the beef and the grill hot
You ain't here (by the deal with the chill cot?)
It's a jagged little pill in the (pill clot?)
In your throat and you wonder when it will stop
Greenpeace on the beach for the whale watch
Innocent still sittin' in a cell block
Got you wishin on a tale of the (hill bop?)
Lookin' for the gold ticket in the mailbox
Got a broke down livin' in my locale
Killa city block business you ain't know about
Donald Trump on a ticket we don't know how
Everybody lined up hopin' that their vote count
Maybe for their kids sake, how do you dictate
The real winner when they runnin' in a fixed race
Either which way, whoever you pick payed off by the rich m************ in a big way
Gridlock on the government of this day, and everybody in the senate on a sick day
Lawmakers all caught up in the red tape, I read about it and I'm feeling like a headcase
Now they sayin' that I might've made a mistake, and I probably shoulda put it on a mixtape
Instead I put it on my name is on a list tape
And if they kill me baby mama gets paid f*** YALL
[Hook]
We can pretend we don't see it like our lids, locked
Look the government is all caught up in grid, lock
Read about it and you wonder when will it, stop
Gotta get mine before I got caught up and get, got
Grid, lock
Look the government is all caught up in grid, lock
Read about it and you wonder when will it, stop
Gotta get mine before I get caught up and get, got

[Verse 2: Godemis]
Everybody so uneducated on the problem, I don't think I'll live the day to see people solve it
Killin' unarmed individuals in cold blood, not stating murder what the f*** I mighta called it
They don't even give a s*** and everybody saw it, why would they, when they running around lawless
Acting like a ghetto celebrity, when they floss it, worst kept secret everybody who lost it
What's the repercussion for puttin' bodies in coffins
When you got a family member running for office
Moving in the circle of real killers and bosses, who the one to lose and they never take any losses
Anybody be gone yes pardon me but your honor, I don't want to be kind, I don't want to be conquered
I don't want to be caged, I don't want to be master
I don't want to be instrumental in a disaster
Murdering them and after, gathering all the data
I can see what the media thinking don't really matter
People do what they gotta do to make a move up the ladder
Sticking whoever long as their pockets are getting fatter
Mama's are getting madder, daddy don't give a d***
If people are in the street dedicating the jam, I'm looking at mother nature hollering no mam
Killing the little piggy literally going ham
And the fat cats acting like they know best
Live a carefree life feeling no stress
Will they ever pay for it never know I guess
But they don't give a s*** about a protest
I said the fat cats acting like they know best
Live a carefree life feeling no stress
Will they ever pay for it never know I guess
But they don't give a s*** about a protest
[Hook]
We can pretend we don't see it like our lids, locked
Look the government is all caught up in grid, lock
Read about it and you wonder when will it, stop
Gotta get mine before I got caught up and get, got
Grid, lock
Look the government is all caught up in grid, lock
Read about it and you wonder when will it, stop
Gotta get mine before I get caught up and get, got

[Outro]
Grid, lock
Gotta get mine before I get caught up and- (Gunshots and screaming)

Last Day Alive

length: 3:48
[Verse 1]
Five o'clock, movin' like a rattlesnake in Venice
Shuttin' off my monkey suit, well that'll take a minute
Hold the door for me, brothers and sisters it's time to Jettison
The world's passin' by, I think it's about time that they let us in
My medicine is like better Gin, ice cold, juice and the [?]
By all means I'm meddlin' with a violent thrive, like gentlemen
If I said I'm in, I meant I'm in, cause life's short like seconds in
I don't sleep, I'm on a better pen
I'm try'na live in excellence
I feel my heart pumpin', blood pressure rising
Time is racing by me, think a lot about my dying
I know it sounds morbid, but my Scorpio is rising
And this final destination's all around me multiplying
I'm [?], finding the Myan's, to ask about my compliance
Would live in another life, and buyin' up all the Xyience
They say that life is short but I got many more to give
s***, what would you want to do if you had 24 to live?
[Hook]
Another day, another [?]
I join every place that I go
It's maybe just a tad taboo
But the skid like it's runnin' past due
Another night, another [?]
I join every place that I go

Kansas City

length: 2:57

[Intro: Tech N9ne]
People jeffin' my checks be nice sums
By the way the way that I talk you can guess where I'm from

[Hook:]
Kansas City! Kansas City!
Kansas City, Kansas City, Kansas City

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
Hell yeah, I was born in Wayne Minor, projects
Most people carry them waistliner, objects
904 Michigan Imma grow kickin' them rhymes and flow quick 'n in time that's what made N9ner progess
This is history Young Rich and Dun-deala team up with Mr. T
Even though none of our names are listed, we grew up with
Ollie, Ollie, Ollie, Ollie Gates and I got all my jolly and gaudiness from Maudie Yates
City staple like "Go Chicken Go" get dough, the most dickin' flow
When I'm rollin' all around the globe I be fo' sure missin' MO'
In my city man I really love the fitties though they gritty
How bad is talkin' down like we itty-bitty, pretty
You better be, wrapped up when the weather freeze
Threat in the dead of summer, super sweat on your head degrees let it free
That is me on the home I put cheddar cheese
Tech'll be reppin' definitely I betcha I never leave...

[Hook:]
Kansas City! (Born) Kansas City! (Love)
Kansas City, Kansas City, Kansas City (Hell yeah)

[Verse 2: The Popper]
We bring the energy, the electricity to volts
We the Kansas City hearbeat, we Kansas City pulse
This past post day, Jordan got us crispy
Truce was a slave owner Google up that history
Kansas Citian's out of town, root hearted
In Dallas at Wizards in Atlanta at U-Bar
In my blue car, rollin' with that merch on me
I'm K.C. till I'm 6 in the dirt homie
Kansas City it'll make you or break you
Shortcut through the hood 7-1 straight through
Stay true to the turf rep it like Shane Ray
Tatted on his back with the towel in his game day
Strange laid the foundation landmark major factor
Name's raised sky high now they raise the rafters (Raise the rafters)
A victory for our hometown if they didn't know me (Who's The Popper?)
Now they know me

[Hook:]
Kansas City! Kansas City!
Kansas City, Kansas City, Kansas City

[Verse 3: Rich The Factor]
K.C.'s the town, home of the go-getters
I've been stackin' for years we gettin' more skrilla
Chiefs on Sunday, we tailgate and root for em
I'm like a young Andy Reid that's how I move on em
Coastin' through town, stayin' mostly through the town
Push a foreign through the turf I be floatin' through the town
Yeah, when a deal go down I'm probably in on it
We like the Royals we hustle until we win
We need some goggles all these champagne bottles poppin'
Campaignin' with Tech N9ne and the homie Popper
K.C. brims and shirts you know we stay reppin'
Peachtree or Niece's for a big breakfast
Club Empire standin' on the club sofas
Rockin' fresh Force Ones like they some Gucci loafers
Blockstars and rockstars like the Doobie Brothers
Holla at our city come on go head and say it for us

[Hook:]
Kansas City! Kansas City!
Kansas City, Kansas City, Kansas City
Kansas City! Kansas City!
Kansas City, Kansas City, Kansas City
Kansas City! Kansas City!
Kansas City, Kansas City, Kansas City
Kansas City! Kansas City!
Kansas City, Kansas City, Kansas City

Wet

length: 3:30

[Bridge 1]
I ain't spilling nothin'
And I'm really struttin'
This liquor feel all sudden
Eee-ia-ia-ia
Hit the floor like woah, ain't no tellin' what Bianca fo' sho' my go
Make hella doe like blow but it
Must be that vodka that's making me hot as fuck

[Verse 1]
Look at me I'm sweating like I hit a sherm stick
Fishnet, hairnet to cover my perm bitch
That's how I feel right now, I ain't concerned with the germs
Here to kill right now
I come to terms with the loss of my swisher right when I passed it to a bad bitch
Maybe she'll let me take home that ass, hit and casket it
Functional drunk and I masted it, fast with it
Asking if this chick wanna dip and dap and let me smash it a bit
Talkin' bout wet? Gave her the woop wap she shoutin' out "Tech"
Nina bout to see the proper thing that brought the cream
I'm bout the jeans and I'm bout the zing zing leaders spot
And flee to the block and I free her like a stream
Whole team keep it's hot grits, I do not spit shit if it is not lit
So much liquor mixing in here I might be toxic
Sweating like fire, and bombing fluids where I drop sticks

[Hook]
In this thang dripping like I'm on we-we-wet
Whole body on my face full of swe-swe-sweat
On my level everybody try'na ge-ge-get
I don't get that stress when I rep that set
In this thang dripping like I'm on we-we-wet
Whole body on my face full of swe-swe-sweat
On my level everybody try'na ge-ge-get
Must be that vodka that's making me hot as fuck

[Verse 2]
Sweating like I took a dip in the pool
Mixing your liquors'll hit ya, have you tripping a fool
My hitters'll get ya, tryin' flip, ain't tryin' to get to the tool
We ain't boolies, when we bickin' we bool, we on the couch we Tom Cruise
Spillin' Bom booze on shoes
Anybody that test us, you gon' lose
So let's spark a blizzy, take a drizzy, pop a pizzy, get so dizzy
Grab a brizzy, then get busy, Kansas Cizzy in Missizi
Cause the way, my bank account is set up, I can't pay the tab
But after 12 AM I can bread up, then it's on
We'll be gettin' zoned to their moans
DTF ladies comin' to make a poan, we record it with a drone

[Bridge 2]
I ain't spilling nutt'n
And I'm really struttin'
This liquor feel all sudden
Eee-ia-ia-ia
Hit the floor like woah, ain't no tellin' what Bianca fo' sho' my go
Make hella doe like blow but it
Must be that vodka, feel like I'm wearing Chewbacca

[Hook]
In this thang dripping like I'm on we-we-wet
Whole body on my face full of swe-swe-sweat
On my level everybody try'na ge-ge-get
I don't get that stress when I rep that set
In this thang dripping like I'm on we-we-wet
Whole body on my face full of swe-swe-sweat
On my level everybody try'na ge-ge-get
Must be that vodka that's making me hot as fuck

[Verse 3]
Don't ever try to be me, yeah
I know what you do when you see me
I'm makin' it look so easy
But you don't really wanna copy me
Don't ever try to be me
Everybody just..
'Cause when we hit the town
It's, goin', down

[Hook]
In this thang dripping like I'm on we-we-wet
Whole body on my face full of swe-swe-sweat
On my level everybody try'na ge-ge-get
I don't get that stress when I rep that set
In this thang dripping like I'm on we-we-wet
Whole body on my face full of swe-swe-sweat
On my level everybody try'na ge-ge-get
Must be that...
Lovely wet...

Colossus

length: 3:06
One time for the D-boys
Two times for the decoys
Three strikes never bring joy
Fourth time built to destroy
One time for the jail cell
Two times for crack sales
Three times for that West L
4-5 rest in peace, ***** free Mel

Hood *****, hood *****, I'm Colossus
(A hundred fifty grand in my Nike shoe boxes)
Hood *****, hood *****, I'm Colossus
(A hundred fifty grand in my Nike shoe boxes)
Hood *****, hood *****, I'm Colossus
(A hundred fifty grand in my Nike shoe boxes)
Hood *****, hood *****, I'm Colossus
(A hundred fifty grand in my Nike shoe boxes)

I'm 6'4" bench about five hundred
That's how I make the block run exactly how I want it
I stay stuntin' *****s hatin' but it won't stop
They hate to see a big ***** when he on top
Gucci flip-flops, bought 'em for some bops
Couple racks ain't **** but for them that's a lot
They sucking **** for a bottle of Ciroc
Let the homies run through him then it's back to the block
*****s making drops in my momma mailbox
'Cause I'm serving everything from the pills to the rocks
On the porch in my Crocs so I look like a square
The neighbors like to talk shi- do you think that I care?
I'm a ****ing millionaire and I do it all cash
Tellin' Uncle Sam he can kiss my ***
They say "it won't last" but I'm almost thirty
And I keep my Jays clean but my money stay dirty

Hood *****, hood *****, I'm Colossus
(A hundred fifty grand in my Nike shoe boxes)
Hood *****, hood *****, I'm Colossus
(A hundred fifty grand in my Nike shoe boxes)
Hood *****, hood *****, I'm Colossus
(A hundred fifty grand in my Nike shoe boxes)
Hood *****, hood *****, I'm Colossus
(A hundred fifty grand in my Nike shoe boxes)

Bunch of orange boxes filled up with bank rolls
Money bring a lot of jealousy and stank hoes
But when you on you gotta treat it like cologne
It's the smell of success that you just can't clone
Make the Feds tap your phone
Make a ***** ***** wanna put one in your dome
Even when I'm home gotta stay with the chrome
If a ***** try to creep I can peep him on my phone
Got cameras on the outside, hammers with me outside
Homies get nervous when they standin' with me outside
I understand I'm a ****ing wanted man
***** pop me like I said that's a cool hundred grand
Used to be hand and hand, had a five year plan
Selling dope ain't nothin' but a pyramid scam
It's only so long you can sit up at the top
So when I finally get shot, won't nobody be shocked

Hood *****, hood *****, I'm Colossus
(A hundred fifty grand in my Nike shoe boxes)
Hood *****, hood *****, I'm Colossus
(A hundred fifty grand in my Nike shoe boxes)
Hood *****, hood *****, I'm Colossus
(A hundred fifty grand in my Nike shoe boxes)
Hood *****, hood *****, I'm Colossus
(A hundred fifty grand in my Nike shoe boxes)

Mind Kcuf

length: 3:29

[Intro: Krizz Kaliko]
It's too many wanna be loved
I just wanna kcuf and get up
Don't gotta tell me what you're thinkin', 'cause I know just what you're thinkin'
She light to me with a sign up
She just wanna get mind kcuffed

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
Hey, new pic through, my twit view
Had me wishin' I was next to you to sniff you
So the fact I never met you was an issue
It's true so I'm hopin' it's a get to
You baby what I am creating hope it lifts you
To where you never need a tissue
Just a wet towel when I see it's somethin' I wanna lick boo
Like your eyelids..
Lot of beautiful parts of your body baby this is my bid
Have you trippin' about the freaky shit I did
You're interacting with the poet and porn hybrid
Lickin' things on your body, that they prolly
Never thought of servicin' but romancin's my hobby
I'll lick you like a lolly, from your eyes and I'll leave
Your teeth in my sweet with my tongue like it was Molly
Hella beauty wake the N9ne up
When you share pretty pictures of your fine butt
Had a dream I bit your neck and red wine gushed
So I sipped you every time I eat the prime cut
Wanna take you to a spot, no one'll find us
Be secluded, we gettin' zooted, we design lust
You submissive with mental misses and I'm what?
Super dominant, get your ankles, wrist and mind kcuffed

[Hook: Krizz Kaliko]
Con-trol, something's wrong with me
I just can't let, go
Let me, let me see how far that you'll go
I got control of yo body
Now let me kcuf your mind, let me kcuf your mind
Mind kcuf!

[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
I tongue the inside of my mouth all day
So, by the time I get to you it'll be all play
Dancin' my tongue around where your pink drawers lay
We freaks but you creep's y'all wanna peek y'all pay
Yeah-e-yeah, a little bit of crazy there
She will be my lady if she don't look away
She will see my shady stare
Trying to hold your brain hostage
So you listen to every single thing I talk miss
Like "Let me hit it from the back in a crowded mosh pit." People peepin' what we doin', think we lost it
Hope you thinkin' what I'm sayin' isn't awkwid
And you ain't trippin' off of me 'cause you a boss bitch
I wanna take a dip in all your sauces
Don't be cautious, I wanna eat you 'til I'm nauseas
Can I suck your tongue? (Let me do it)
Can I touch your buns, when you push your gun in a lustful sprung (Ooh)
With a thrust so hung, I'mma crush yo lungs (Yeah!)
You still reading? I'm hoping for a response this evening, I'm teethin'
I'm hopin' your picture is not deceivin'
'Cause jeez when I look at your body girl you're not even a vegan
Please direct message me
We try at best and then we die in ecstasy
I request that you mesh with me
See why it catches me, she fly as heck to me
I'm the kind that really wants to control your brain
Wanna lock you up in chains
Give you this pain when you feel every fuckin' thing

[Hook: Krizz Kaliko]
Con-trol, something's wrong with me
I just can't let, go
Let me, let me see how far that you'll go
I got control of yo body
Now let me kcuf your mind, let me kcuf your mind
Mind kcuf!
Cuff you like the police, something's wrong with me
I just can't let, go
Let me, let me see how far that you'll go
I got control of yo body
Now let me kcuf your mind, let me kcuf your mind
Mind kcuf! (x2)

[Outro: Krizz Kaliko]
I ain't playin' wit'chu, not even a little bit (No-uh)
I ain't playin' wit'chu, not even a little bit (No-uh)
We gon' see, she gon' do it
Kcuf!

We’re Not Sorry

length: 3:50

[Bridge: Mackenzie Nicole]
I put my best foot forward
I keep my family by my side
I sleep with one eye open

[Hook: Mackenzie Nicole]
I'm for real when I say I got an army
Stand down if you think you can harm me
Think about the war you'll be starting
Come for my people, you'll be sorry
'Cause we're not sorry, we're not sorry
So think about the war that you'll be starting
'Cause we're not sorry, we're not sorry

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
So called Christians, what do they do?
They label me evil
Man you don't know just how crazy these people
So many conspiracies they get from hearing me
Fearing me 'cause they think that I'm the tyranny of Devilry
Think they planning to level me
'Cause I'm king of the revelry
I will never be taken by the hands of another man
I get grim like no other can
Christian household my mother ran, in this gutter land
Then she married a good Muslim brother man
So I had a hell of a lot of teaching
We leave sin on the table with the goodness and feasting
Eating like cannibals we're the animals beasting
Seeking the enemy who invented these preachings

[Bridge: Mackenzie Nicole]
I put my best foot forward
I keep my family by my side
I sleep with one eye open
Pray you'll stay right by me and my (Love!)

[Hook: Mackenzie Nicole]
I'm for real when I say I got an army
Stand down if you think you can harm me
Think about the war you'll be starting
Come for my people, you'll be sorry
'Cause we're not sorry, we're not sorry
So think about the war that you'll be starting
'Cause we're not sorry, we're not sorry

[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
I'ma say this quick
If you come for me and my family, I'ma spray this clip
And my army is super ready if you haters trip
Keep popping off at the mouth, you get inflated lips
Ain't no Illuminati, don't let the ruckus consume ya body
I'ma groom the shotty then I'ma aim it at whom is naughty
With them damning me to hell, planning for me to fail
Ain't no landing me in cells, abandoning me in jail
Stop mocking me and my symbols
Back in the day was bishop, more, and me in the temple
So if you coming at me I will never be gentle
You gotta know ya conspiracy theories are mental
Me and my children breathing that is really essential
So me just being a rapper is not my only potential
Was brought up in a war, you can check my credentials
All I gotta do is tell my army come and let the sin flow
They see tenfold

[Bridge: Mackenzie Nicole]
I put my best foot forward
I keep my family by my side
I sleep with one eye open
Pray you'll stay right by me and my

[Hook: Mackenzie Nicole]
I'm for real when I say I got an army
Stand down if you think you can harm me
Think about the war, you'll be starting
Come for my people, you'll be sorry
'Cause we're not sorry, we're not sorry
So think about the war that you'll be starting
'Cause we're not sorry, we're not sorry