Tech N9ne Album

(Verse 1)
Ey! My momma, my momma, my momma is so tormented,
She been through trauma, more drama, the dawn is gone, it's more tinted,
On this side, it get's out of it,
How does a prophet who loved God as his father's slipping to get the bottomness out of it?
How come an angel gotta be sick in the pancreas, like she an atheist,
Maybe it's the faith that is makin' this lady as crazy and has made me this sceptic,
Next threat is Lupis on top of Epileptic, Never rested,
Psychiatrist forever tested, Reverend blessed it,
Brethren, Heaven, Tech is begging for effin' X-Mas,
Hopin' momma ain't left an exit,
It better get better quick, how you let her get sick with bread invested,
In the church every sunday, I've been searching for one way,
Or another, you're gonna have to curse me or burst me with a sunray,
To let me know that you're coming or en route,
I'm 'bout ninety-nine, but I need a hundred percent proof!

(Hook)
Show me a God!
Ahh!
I'm kinda feelin' that it is a façade,
Show me a God!
Ahh!
And if it is, why ain't He doin' his job?
Show me a God!
Ahh!
Even if it's a thing, a man, or a broad,
Show me a God, Please!
Let me know something is Listening when I'm down on my knees!

(Verse 2)
Where was the Passion of Christ? What happened to passin' his life
for the masses? Bad, it ain't happenin' twice,
'Cause my mother's stacked in a lab (???)
I need your help, and I'm not asking it nice,
All in life it's been paramedics, all my life coming up all I heard "Is There A Medic?",
A younging, all I could do is stare at it,
Seizure after seizure, if I was you, wouldn't ne'er let it be heredit-tary,
If Aar get it, I swear that it's scary,
Sitting in a insane asylum,
God or God's Ghost, man I aim to find them,
To take away all of this angel's pain inside, come rain,
If Momma go, how come I can't deny them?
And she's only fifty-four, in a ward watching her war,
And it's more blood and gore, and she tore, 'cause people are so deceiving
And I'm on the floor, because with nor Lord this war absorbs more poor,
Having all the soldiers screaming

(Hook)
Show me a God!
Ahh!
I'm kinda feelin' that it is a façade,
Show me a God!
Ahh!
And if it is, why ain't He doin' his job?
Show me a God!
Ahh!
Even if it's a thing, a man, or a broad,
Show me a God, Please!
Let me know something is listening when I'm down on my knees!

(Verse 3)
Think about how all the victims of Katrina feeling,
They need a ceiling, they say that Mother Nature, she the villain,
Plead a million, the bible, I read a billion, Still I'm free to see the real,
And my feet are grilling, 'cause hellish heat is building up,
Think my momma ain't ill enough? It's killing us,
I will erupt if they're pilling her false, still ain't no healing her,
I been searching for answers, but I find nothing but man stuff,
That puts a damper on the current problem at hand bruh,
Or whatever it is, I will never forgive,
Anybody who take Marty, better get her to live,
She's so sick, it don't matter how much cheddar I give,
To the thing or the lady, here's a letter to his,
Majesty, why ain't you stopping these tragedies?
My mother's glad to be with you, but her life's been a raggedy one,
What's gonna be done in 2012 when Hell's gonna be
When the Earth's aligned with the sun!

(Hook)
Show me a God!
Ahh!
I'm kinda feelin' thats it is a façade,
Show me a God!
Ahh!
And if it is, why ain't He doin' his job?
Show me a God!
Ahh!
Even if it's a thing, a man, or a broad,
Show me a God, Please!
Let me know something is listening when I'm down on my knees!

(Outro)
That's why I be lookin' for ghosts! Or somethin' supernatural. The only thing I know Supernatural, is the rapper. Maybe if I saw something like that it'd make me change my life or somethin'. Now let's get into K.O.D....

The warning of the one who's coming
Sending divine authority
The prophecy says
That people will flock to him
He will give them false hope
And when he's in power
He will destroy everything
He will change everything with one voice
If that one voice can change one person
It can change many
Many can change a city
A city can change a state
A state can change the nation
The nation can change the world
What if he is the King Of Darkness?

(Chorus)
When I was 1 and a 2 and a 3 and a 4
I knew I was a special one who had a little more
And they wondered why I was plotting, rotten to the core
It was nothin but an itty bitty demon
There's a demon inside a me can I kill it (hell naw)
Can I kill it (hell naw)
Can I kill it (hell naw)
There's a demon inside a me can I kill it (hell naw)
Can I kill it (hell naw)
Can I kill it (hell naw)

(Verse 1 - Tech N9ne)
Yo
It make me wanna drink a lot (ehr)
Go up in the pink wit not (ehr)
This the reason I ain't at ease and currently on the brink of pot (ehr)
This the reason I sit at the window with the milla wishin a nigga gon come break in (chaa)
It is the reason I be freakin the women deeper lovin makin her silly because I done they friend (chaa)
It is the reason I bang (chaa)
It is definately the reason I slang
Destributed the caine
The reason I'm super soakin in the pain (ehr)
And startin to love it (ehr)
It's wantin to give me way more of it
They want me to lug it through the mud
And thus the reason with happy people I'm disgusted (chaa)
I'm talkin about those thangs that make you do bad things (chaa)
Livin the evil up in the fast lane (chaa)
Makin me wanna have ? beatin the hell outta people makin me mad mayne (chaa)
Gave me the gun when I ran up in ?dealins? in 9th grade
With a sligh rage I was ice age (chaa)
Another reason Tecca Nina won't have any light days
Voted me the King of Darkness (ehr)
Voted me to be really heartless (ehr)
All up in my spirt they march they makin me start sparkin at the targets (ehr)
Woke up today I was steamin
Cuz when I found out I was not dreamin
Because the host that afloats me the most was a goddam demon (Demon, demon)

(Chorus)
When I was 1 and a 2 and a 3 and a 4
I knew I was a special one who had a little more
And they wondered why I was ?plottin? rotten to the core
It was nothin but an itty bitty demon
There's a demon inside a me can I kill it (hell naw)
Can I kill it (hell naw)
Can I kill it (hell naw)
There's a demon inside a me can I kill it (hell naw)
Can I kill it (hell naw)
Can I kill it (hell naw)

(DJ Paul)
See its a demon inside'a me n I'm thinkin its that dope/ Its got me doin shit a nigga never'a never even done befoe/ It got me kickin the doo'/ Of folks I don't even know/ Straight wildin/ 9-11 time a fuckin thousand/ Buck like burkly housin, my glock is so erousin/ Make you stand a'ten hut the way that bitch be shoutin/ Somethin like a scary movie, nigga but I'm scarier/ Bury ya, Memphis Tenn black Heaven area/ Buck nigga, get buck bitch, get wit' mey/ N I'mma show ya how this Tripple 6'll get sillay/ Psycho, like no, other individual/ Glock with the red beam to keep you in my visual/ Three 6, n Tech Ninna, would'a like an Aquafina? Desert Eagle, 50 cal, tell me have ya seen'a - pussy juice, still on my shit/ From this hoe I just raped/ In a fuckin hustla face, shot him in his fuckin face/

When I was one, and a two, and a three, and a four/ I knew, I was special one who a little more/ And they, wondered why I was plumb rotten to the core/ It was nothin but an itty bitty demon/

Theres a demon inside'a me can I kill it?
Hell naw!
Can I kill it?
Hell naw!
Can I kill it?
Hell naw!
Theres a demon inside'a me can I kill it?
Hell naw!
Can I kill it?
Hell naw!
Can I kill it?
Hell naw!

(Juicy J)
This fish food powder will make you hype/ Go into a bar, get into bar fights/ Have you walkin around all night/ Lookin like a fool like somethin aint right/ That extacy pill will make you feel it/ Look at a bitch, girl you gonn' get it/ You wanna act kinda funny with me, you can suck my dick til I nutt on titties/ Loritab top pills, any kinda pills, vicodin, xanax, ambien, yeah/ All geeked up, wash it down with a beer/ Did it to myself, nigga its your year/ Nigga I party like a goddamn fool/ Back yard barbeque, hoes in the pool/ Jacked like a muthafucka, stressed like a muthafucka, this my life nigga, so fuck you/ These funk niggas cant trust niggas, you'll get lit up nigga, get stuck nigga/ These choppas buck nigga, nigga buck nigga all in yo guts nigga, nigga guts/ A liquor store gatta get the dough, walked in with the fo' get em on the floo' nigga, I'm so damn cold/ I aint tryin fold nigga, I kick in doo's if ya got the go nigga/ Yeah we murda, put the clip in, (?check a list?) put the head in?) Kill and kill, buck your children/ Kidnap her for half a million/ Juicy J, yea I'm the realest in the game I'm gonna get it/ Coke n weed n plenty women/ Yeah I'm out herr makin that killin

When I was one, and a two, and a three, and a four/ I knew, I was special one who a little more/ And they, wondered why I was plumb rotten to the core/ It was nothin but an itty bitty demon/

Theres a demon inside'a me can I kill it?
Hell naw!
Can I kill it?
Hell naw!
Can I kill it?
Hell naw!
Theres a demon inside'a me can I kill it?
Hell naw!
Can I kill it?
Hell naw!
Can I kill it?
Hell naw!

(Tech N9ne
No where to run-u-un
No where to hi-i-ide
Demon in si-i-ide
No where to run-u-un
No where to hi-i-ide
Demon in si-i-ide

I went outta my way to do music for you.
I did shit with E40, Scarface, everybody--
All your heroes, nigga Yukmouth.
All that shit. Now I'm about to do a It my way,
I don't give a fuck what y'all think about me.
Call me the Devil Boy, nigga?
You think that shit's bad?
Listen to this, muthafucka!

VERSE 1

How do I describe my pain?
It just rains and it rains
at the same time flame-ah
I am bane, insane in my veins,
No restraints can chain or contain me,
I'm dangerous!

When I gave you my light,
It was wrong, wasn't right,
Aint no love was in sight when I needed.
So I run with the night
In the songs that I write
If I be violent, then I wont be defeated.

Its jet black in my brain,
cause the hatred you gave me
Has turned me to twisted.
You dont like this,
Suck my dick,
All the kids with the sickness
Been waiting for this shit!

I wanna get into the mind of your youngest,
Fill it with fungous,
And grow it 'til it's humongous.
Psycho alumnist, the tip of the tongue slip,
urgin you punk bitch,
Eat shit from your dung pit.

CHORUS

Everyone are you ready for doom,
Because I've blackened the sun,
And I've bloodied the moon.
Bring gloom when I step in the room,
With the fumes of a tomb,
I consume all the light in the day.

Everyone are you ready for doom,
Because I've blackened the sun,
And I've bloodied the moon.
Bring gloom when I step in the room,
With the fumes of a tomb.
flowers bloom when Im taken away

Verse II

Ive got this cloud inside thats consuming my mind,
all the brown in my eyes are disolving,
Into the whites of my eyes now the night will arise
and Im hype cause the beast is evolving
Step into my dreams, lot of bleeding and seaman and green rotted demons
and they feed thier seeds collard greens filled with feces and cheese pieces

of human cerebrum this evening (stay away)
Cause everything I touch turns to mold (If you want me)
Everything I fuck, Striaght explodes
(Are we there yet)
(are you scared yet)
(look at the pussy in your pants, wanna share that)
(Let me in Imma rip it then Imma tear that)
(Im tryin to eat it, bitch where the mothafuckin hair at?)

CHORUS

Everyone are you ready for doom,
Because I've blackened the sun,
And I've bloodied the moon.
Bring gloom when I step in the room,
With the fumes of a tomb,
I consume all the light in the day.

Everyone are you ready for doom,
Because I've blackened the sun,
And I've bloodied the moon.
Bring gloom when I step in the room,
With the fumes of a tomb.
flowers bloom when Im taken away

Verse III

Heat Swells, Details, everybody Eat nails, sleep well
Held the gun, I come to attack everyone, you little crumbs all are done Imma

blacken the sun
All are ?? damage it, can you manage to vanish cut you like anakin man it, damn

it and its no panicing.
When I eat your soul, He's North pole, That meaning Imma be more cold

Freeze more souls, 40 below
Piss Lav and cuervo, Plus habanaro, Now chug it
Burn their heads to their toes, I will not spare those, I love it
(This is the result of you)
(Thinking all clear)
(Callin me wierd)
(Thinkin Im a devil so you niggas dont cheer)
(I dont give a fuck what you think of tecca nina this year)

CHORUS

Everyone are you ready for doom,
Because I've blackened the sun,
And I've bloodied the moon.
Bring gloom when I step in the room,
With the fumes of a tomb,
I consume all the light in the day.

Everyone are you ready for doom,
Because I've blackened the sun,
And I've bloodied the moon.
Bring gloom when I step in the room,
With the fumes of a tomb.
flowers bloom when Im taken away
__________________
The pain grows in fame and kangols with change
And strange hos who bang in range roves for thangs,
Same shows with lames the rain woes will stain insane
Foes who drain and hang bros with brains

(Intro)

Aww, Dwamn! Do ya'll realize what ya'll done did?!
Ya'll done opened up a can of sick ass!
And its about to eat yall quick fast, hey!

(Verse 1 - Tech N9ne)

I've been hibernatin' in the deepest darkest part of Necropolis,
Now that I'm poppin' this top, yes, I'm the opposite of monogamous,
Ménage, ya get offered it in this box a bit,
Hostile is gotta get twisted, I'm not with this Apocalypse,
Hollarin' Tech-Tech N9ne-N9ne Shit! I'm lovin' it!
I'm a drug to this grudge and it's with my covenant, I'll plug a bitch,
Lovin' this mug is what the ruckus is, psycho thug with it,
Falling down like Micheal Douglas with the ruggishness,
Addadimean, they wonderin' why did I bring this side of my dream,
The Nina's a horror machine, dolla for dolla, I balla for all'a my green,
Nigga, my name is Inigo Montoya, I got a evil plan for ya,
And you're about to get dropped, this box is worse than pandora, (Hahahahaha!)
They're gonna laugh at you, 'cause I had to do what I had to do,
Went tap on you like Shap'll do,
Beatin' 'em up and shootin' 'em up then stab a few,
Sad ya knew that you had your crew and they ass are through,
I'm killin' 'em and throwin' 'em back at you!

(Hook)

Thats whats happenin'!
Strange Music Box!
Got us tappin' in!
Strange Music Box!
Bump That slap Again!
Strange Music Knocks!
Back Up, Openin'!
Strange Music Box!

Thats whats happenin'!
Strange Music Box!
Got us tappin' in!
Strange Music Box!
Bump That slap Again!
Strange Music Knocks!
Back Up, Openin'!
Strange Music Box!

(The Black Music Box)

(Verse 2 - Krizz Kaliko)

See once they open my lid, I'ma give it to 'em,
Ever since I was a little bitty kid, I've been truly ruined,
I'm reflecting on what I did 'fore I ran into 'em,
I used to be a fat jerk, now I flirt 'cause the scent of a woman,
Now I don't act like, walk like the nigga that you used to know,
Now I sing and rap about the Strange life, it's beautiful,
Tell it to 'em like a gen-i-ius,
Spit it out like I thought you knew,
Bubblin', hope you hear me thizz,
Prayin' to God I make it through,
Kali bad, Check my strange box of tricks,
Kaliko, alley cat, lyrical, watch his lips,
He can go really fast, slow it down, and stop that shit,
Or make it (Dumb) to make sure you niggas got that shit!
I'm just playin' with music, I'm the elite heat speech chief,
Play me and watch they feet turn Beatstreet,
'Cause I'm blowin' off they socks, The Freddie Foxxx out my box,
There's somethin' Strange goin' on in that box, Kali Baby!

(Hook)

Thats whats happenin'!
Strange Music Box!
Got us tappin' in!
Strange Music Box!
Bump That slap Again!
Strange Music Knocks!
Back Up, Openin'!
Strange Music Box!

Thats whats happenin'!
Strange Music Box!
Got us tappin' in!
Strange Music Box!
Bump That slap Again!
Strange Music Knocks!
Back Up, Openin'!
Strange Music Box!

(The Big Blue Music Box)

(Verse 3 - Brotha Lynch Hung)

Spiderman, off of this lyrical Vicodin,
Off of this here we go, I get it ins,
Spittin' that petro, let go, Tech know, sets blow,
Come see about me nigga!
Figga this, I'ma get venomous, takin' out ten of us,
Niggas is sweet like cinnamon, wait, but then again,
I'ma pick up the pen again,
Bend 'em in half, blood bath,
Then I'ma laugh, then I'ma smash, the I'ma ask,
The I'ma blast first, them I'ma send him his ending, cut 'em up,
Fuckin' him up the rectum, I disect the man,
I'm try to eat the neck and hand,
Slice him up like a Mexican,
Seconds, then his body is fricassee, shit is bleedin',
You should see him, or you can be him,
I got dead human beings in the freezer, I'ma believer,
I ain't no Wally Cleaver, but I carry a meat cleaver,
I speak geek to people, I'm lethal, a little strange,
I eat it with cream of wheat and some butter that's mixed with brains,
I'm the Coat Hanger Strangler,
Hangin' him up, he's fried rice, he tried twice,
He's dry ice, tell 'em Tech N9ne!

(Hook)

Thats whats happenin'!
Strange Music Box!
Got us tappin' in!
Strange Music Box!
Bump That slap Again!
Strange Music Knocks!
Back Up, Openin'!
Strange Music Box!

Thats whats happenin'!
Strange Music Box!
Got us tappin' in!
Strange Music Box!
Bump That slap Again!
Strange Music Knocks!
Back Up, Openin'!
Strange Music Box!

[No lyrics]

I keep my temperature at 74 when I'm in the crib/ And 79 in the winter time, thats just how I live/ But when the homies call n say lets hit the town, when we do them haters frown, nigga turn the heat down/ I know we skip the line, n bitches think we fine/ I know you feelin drunk n tough, but you best recline/ You don't wanna get stained/ Its pain in this lane/ I'mma check they temperature, they all up in my mix mane/ Whuttup? Suckas! Aint no lookin back! I just wanna know, whut'chu niggas lookin at?

I just come to kick it with the bitches, I aint come for you/ If you really want it, yeah my homies got a gun or too/ I take on every one of you, whut'chu wanna do/ Don't forget I got this whole club on my side, trippin is dumb'a you/

Stop, everybody, whuts that sound? It sound like a haters bout to get the beat down/ With the quick. N why they wanna go n get me pissed, when they know I'm with me clique n a real nigga like mitch he's slick/

On this Hennessy, sprite n lemon, fuck these niggas, invite the women/ Bustas wanna insight the grimin, now ya gatta invite the crimin-als/ Don't gimmie that bullshit, nigga dont gimmie no looks/ Ya better get over the shit, a veterin knowin'll pathetic n let up fuckin ya hit me up cuz/ So ya better snap ya fangers/ And then rrock with it/ Cuz if ya chops spit it/ I'mma let somethin hot hit it/ Bout a hundred somethin, he looked like he wanted somethin/ Remey had him beefy, now he look like a honey bun or somethin/

AYE why they always gatta trip wit'cha/ I'm mindin my bidness, now I gatta check yo temperature/
AYE, playa hater may ya (?)/ Make me lose it if ya heated when I check ya temperature/
AYE Now I aint come to play games, so why ya gatta go n make me check ya temperature mane/
AYE N I guess we all gonn' bang, if ya heated when I check ya temperature mane/

(Tech)
Swing first, I'mma destroy - you a curse/
I'm a B. Boy
Cherried up, got em p-noid. Let the whole world know;
I'm a B. Boy!
Swing first, I'mma destroy - you a curse/
I'm a B. Boy
Cherried up, got em p-noid. Let the whole world know;
I'm a B. Boy

(Big Scoob)
I watched Snoop doit. He let that blue flag hang/ So watch Scoob doit. I let the brown rag swang/ Middle Douce to it/ Boy thats just a five six thang/ Now saWOOP WOOP/ Thats how we rep this gang/ I aint new to it/ Vill I got that bang in my veins/ N I'm true to it, all I know is bang-in n caine/ So get used to it, validation, now I'm with Strange/ Oh you feelin off the block with the center of them flames/

(Kutt)
I pledge alegencs to the flag, to my united hoods of dowmuatries/ Was certified, around the town bangin was so influencin n I met it with my heart, a vendetta, in hopes of unity/ N left out with a family of 40 cal n a newer me

(Krizz)
Douce clique represent red rag regement, red-rum replicet rips run reckrence rest wont recomend refs dont let you in, red ride the warriors we rectified the testiment/ (saWoop) we

(Tech)
Swing first, I'mma destroy - you a curse/
I'm a B. Boy
Cherried up, got em p-noid. Let the whole world know;
I'm a B. Boy!
Swing first, I'mma destroy - you a curse/
I'm a B. Boy
Cherried up, got em p-noid. Let the whole world know;
I'm a B. Boy

(Skatterman)
Five ten, two thirty five, hell of a left hook/ Niggas think the FEDs came n got me when they got west crook/ A vet look, pull up stuntin, n get ya vet took/ Or we can stand e mono e mono, n get ya vest whooped/ Knuckle up knuckle head niggas been with this knuckle game/ Still fuck with Scoob, Kutt, n Kalli, baby ain't nothin changed/ (STRANGE!!) I ride for'em with out the paper work, n organize drive bys to have you n ya neighbor hurt/ Or send a couple guys to have you n ya neighbor murked/ To show you I aint playin, fuck around, n knock ya neighbor first/ This Skatterman, pussy, more than just a verse, son/ Who you think Tech gonn' call to make sure that the dirt get done? Red cap, red shirt, red shoe strings/ My 45 is a bitch n I think she havin mood swings/ You think them boys got guns, watch whut you do bring/ Fully auto AR 15'll wipe out the blue team/

(Tech)
Swing first, I'mma destroy - you a curse/
I'm a B. Boy
Cherried up, got em p-noid. Let the whole world know;
I'm a B. Boy!
Swing first, I'mma destroy - you a curse/
I'm a B. Boy
Cherried up, got em p-noid. Let the whole world know;
I'm a B. Boy

Beats bangin, better bring it big or bounce bitch/ Bout to blast it n blood in back'a the black brick/ Boss ballin been breakin bread n biquets bre/ and Beautiful biancas, bideos, n bangas with big B/ Now before brilliancs, blessed to be buildin it/ Best in this bario, bane, n bizarre more bills in this/ Bankin this babies be blingin n his boo be the BIG booty, big bust, be in'is benzo bronze'll get big bucks/ I'm a black babboon, bring me bags of bananas/ Bonified billy badass with a brown bandana/ Been gone on Bicardi, bulu, but I'm bout to be bigger bit/ Better break if you bust up before I'm blowed n biligerent/ Six Douce spreads big in it, I'm bloated n blimpy/ Broads be blowin me in the back of the black Bently/ Never been about no babbelin, I'm bringin no bootsy, but I been in Bay with Big Von, like sha-boob-a-la-boopy/

(Bumpy Knuckles)
Yo, its the OG Bumpy Knucks, knucks, I rolls with them B-Boys. B-walkin down, strapped up-up/ You can talk that killa shit if you, my nigga spit it, guarentee you gonn' get clapped up-up/ See I'm the beast, you the bitch, I'm better battlin babe/ Me n the blood Tech Ninna saddled up-up/ And for the record nigga, check mines n you will find that I shoot legendary status, leave ya fu-fu/ C'mon. To be like Bumps you got to be a big ball breaker/ Crack a nigga whole act, I'm like a jaw breaker/ Knock you out, n hit them pockets like a cold hand/ I'm bus' yo muthafuckin shit, n I'm an old man! They said my music was strange until I made me some change, n now they ridin my nuts-nuts/ Tech N9ne's out the window, you see my KC killas ridin by, yall niggas better duck-duck!

(Tech)
Swing first, I'mma destroy - you a curse/
I'm a B. Boy
Cherried up, got em p-noid. Let the whole world know;
I'm a B. Boy!
Swing first, I'mma destroy - you a curse/
I'm a B. Boy
Cherried up, got em p-noid. Let the whole world know;
I'm a B. Boy

You're one hunder-ed, we so hunter-ish
You're one hunder-ed, we so hunter-ish

(Tech)
Unga bunga bunga, ingda bing da bunga/ Its fun ta hunt the cunt ta ding the ding ta feed muh hunga/ I jump on a bitch, pump on a chick, crunch n munch on a clit, dunk on a dick, somethin sunk in it quick, krump in it bit, humpin the Ninna, bring the thunda/ I be the king'a kung, up in ya spleen, the weenas on ya/ I - eat it up like sufamunda, cheese between lisagna/ I - skeet it up, n giddy up, fiend fa cream, va-geena tongue/ Then feed the need, we lump fa huntas, easily we done ya/

The gal sho look like fuck food ta me, might as well, bitch, I know you suck dudes for free/ I can smell slit, when I'm in lust to a degree/ If the shell fits, I'm the dust, you is dibres, trick/ If you one hunder-ed, we so hunter-ish/ We come for the wonder chicks, whos buns're thick to make my lumber spit/ And my whole crew hunt/ Want some'a that new chum/ Kerri Hilson, sho looks good/ Taste good too punk/

You're one hunder-ed, we so hunter-ish

(Irv Da Phenom)
(?) take notice I'm approachin, scopin out where the cushion at/ snatch her out this habitat, soon as I stab my hook in that/ Can't stop lickin my chops, watchin her walk, n now I'm look at - them pair of apple bottoms n that bomb donka that she put in that/

I got bottle full'a captain n jack, n I'm ready to get it crackin, baby now tell me whut'chu wanna do/ I got a package full a magnums thats back at the pad if you wanna attack, then I'mma be strapped up for you/

And all ya home girls, baby bring the whole hurd! Its open season for pillow squeezin, n leavin toes curled/ Inebriated, slightly faded, time to get it poppin/ Pull u p the bus, open the doors, n all the bunnies hop in/ Show me her naval ring, said theres one more underneath it/ Tech I don't believe, Kalli whut you think?
(LET ME SEE IT!)
The newest member of the Drill Team/ I'm on the prowl/ Just a wiff'a the feminin scent I'm equpin for infinite pimpin, its goin down/ See baby girl, I'll beat it up, and put it in a headlock/ When I snap n go primevil on that ass, makin the bed rock/

You're one hunder-ed, we so hunter-ish

(Krizz)
I'm a sexual preditor, better alert the neighbors/ Cuz they desprite house wives, is just my flavor/ Darth Vadar, pullin out my light saber/ And they like my hard candy covered now and later/ Spear chuck'a mutha (HEY!) I'm a hunta, gathera/ Lookin for a super soaka n lofa ladderal/ Bend'er over then ya stroke her, I mean ya stabbin'er/ Get to pokin, get to strokin, I mean ya ravage'r/ (?migowa?) I'm eatin bush babies right out the showa/ Dine with me n N9ne, byin fine wine/ We devour ya, carnivourish niggerish/ I gobble the top ya like it was licorish/ I even tell fat girls (HEY!) come here, are ya ticklish? Dirk Diggler, might hurt'cha but might fit'cha/ Honey want a hunt'cha just ta hit'cha/ S'go on, take a chance, when I advance, don't freeze up/ Somethin in ya pants I wanna beat up/ Cuz, ya-ya-ya-

You're one hunder-ed, we so hunter-ish

It was a Sunday night around 8:30 pm
I was rollin' by myself in the Benz leavin to a park
Bangin' some of the homie fattone's classic shit
So I'm rollin down Maya Blvrd
Then I busted a right on prospect lookin' to be seen by a bad bitch and whatdya know...
A stallion
Ass like
Chest like... (ooo areola!)
Lips like (blam!)
So I pulled right next to her on the corner of 63rd street
'Bout ta front like I'm sellin her my cd and said

[Tech N9ne:]
What's sizzlin' mama what's crackin'?

[Girl:]
Wassup cause?

[Tech N9ne:]
Uh na I'm just tryin ta sell u this cd
Na u know what you so fine I don't even wanna sell you this cd
I'm a give u this cd baby girl

[Girl:]
Oh ya cause?
What is this shit cause?

[Tech N9ne:]
It's my new shit baby

[Girl:]
Is this some tech n9ne shit cause?

[Tech N9ne:]
Uh ya

[Girl:]
Aw na I don't want this devil worship shit cause
I'm good cause

[Tech N9ne:]
Anyway nigga I'm just tryin' to give u the goddamn cd
U know what I got some...

[Girl:]
Na cause
Na, na

[Tech N9ne:]
No listen listen
Look hold on let's walk over here to my trunk
I got some new shit

[Girl:]
Oh yeah?

[Tech N9ne:]
Come come over here
I got some other artists

[Girl:]
Oh yeh cause?

[Tech N9ne:]
You might like some big scoob shit or somethin'
Come come on come check this shit out

[Girl:]
'ight let me check this shit out cause

Chours

Threw her in the trunk
was tryin to smash
get her cash
but her mouth was hella fast
so I threw her ass.
In the trunk
and even though she had a big plump rump
I threw her in and let the beat bump
Threw her in the trunk

Threw her in the trunk
was tryin to smash
get her cash
but her mouth was hella fast
so I threw her ass.
In the trunk
and even though she had a big plump rump
I threw her in and let the beat bump
Threw her in the trunk

Verse 1

Ey! 2k11 ridin' solo (Grr)
In the benz on twins hella low pro (grr)
Slangin' Cd's out the trunk for mo' dough
My mojo said (A thick bitch) so I go slow
I pull it over tryin' to get up on her bumper
Wantin to crunch her, so I say baby my new cd is a slumper
It'll make the trunk thunder
Girl you rump give me lumber
up under the sheets I can put you in a real deep slumber
and she said fuck tecca nina didnt feel ah
did everything within my power not to kill her
direspectful bitch Im really wishin' I could grill her
Light in my head and said put her in the trunk man you can steal her (Grr)
I put the hater bitch in a headlock she flippin' out (Grr)
I pop the trunk, she crunk but I aint' bout to chicken out (Grr)
Im sick and tired of being nice and lettin shit go by
She said fuck the Tech N9ne bullshit, So I.

Chours

Threw her in the trunk
was tryin to smash
get her cash
but her mouth was hella fast
so I threw her ass.
In the trunk
and even though she had a big plump rump
I threw her in and let the beat bump
Threw her in the trunk

Threw her in the trunk
was tryin to smash
get her cash
but her mouth was hella fast
so I threw her ass.
In the trunk
and even though she had a big plump rump
I threw her in and let the beat bump
Threw her in the trunk

Verse 2

Im bumpin' Everything that beat like Gangsta shap
I bangs the rap
In her ear till she gives thanks to that (Grr)
Never take a prisoner where you hang your hat
Imma roll around with her in the trunk,
pumpin that Tech N9ne slump till the little bitch feint collaps (Grr)
Imma roll to Topeka
Tecca Nina will reach ya if I gotta double back to Eureka
Crispy flows through my tweeters
Bumpin this ring when I roll through Atita
Wait a minute I think this bitch is tryin to kick a hole through my speakers
Get my gun then I open up the trunk and said
(Get out the God damn trunk)
(Get on the ground)
(Take off you God damn belt)
(Put it around your ankles)
(Imma tie up your wrists Myself)
(I just wanted to drink and shit and show you what the dong will do)
(Bitch...The hell is wrong with you
Ay...The hot sex was not slam dunked
Rode for hours than I stopped right off and brunk
When a bitch talkin crazy like a lost mans chump
?? say
(I THROW A BITCH IN THE GOD DAMN TRUNK)

Chours

Threw her in the trunk
was tryin to smash
get her cash
but her mouth was hella fast
so I threw her ass.
In the trunk
and even though she had a big plump rump
I threw her in and let the beat bump
Threw her in the trunk

Threw her in the trunk
was tryin to smash
get her cash
but her mouth was hella fast
so I threw her ass.
In the trunk
and even though she had a big plump rump
I threw her in and let the beat bump
Threw her in the trunk

Verse 3

Ay!...hours turned to days
Days turned to weeks
Had to drill holes in the trunk so she could drink and eat (Grr)
Whatever I stuffed through the holes,
Hot dogs and hoes hoes
Kidnapped on the low low
Spoke no mo
Oh no
Go slow then a po po
I gotta ditch this
Bitch with the quickness
Man I Just remembered this Benzo was lifted
from ? park
Thats where Im bout to go dart
Let her know art
for the evil bitch and brainless witch
with no heart
It got so dark
(News)
It's been fun momma
fed her my catalog like adderall
Fucked up in the trunk with rump is how I had her yall
In a ditch
Walked back to the trunk wicked is how I sounded
Whispered "I bet you like Tech N9ne now bitch"

(News outro)

[Verse 1]

And I put my best foot forward on this night
Put a couple of hands of grease in my hair
and in my eyebrows and now I'm tight
I want to be with a women and just this one
But the taste of blood is still on my tongue
If I could just eat food
Instead of her D boobs
I want this one alive when the morning comes!

Chorus (x2)

I just want to be a normal boy
Just want to be a normal boy
If I could be good and just
Keep the women off my tongue
She can be my number one...
Lady

[Verse 2]

Oh please oh please oh please
Just give me just one more clit
One more tit
One more bitch
What does I gotta do to get me fixed
'Cause I gotta have this one in my mix
She's so beautiful I would slit
Both my wrists
If she splits
When she finds out that I'm so sick
I eat women
I really eat women
They're really delicious
I gotta be knowin' so I can make her the Mrs.
I gotta date with her so I can tell her my wishes
Even though I'm a beast but she don't know that I'm vicious
So I meet her at her place and she's so sweet
Made me dinner but really want her meat
From her cheek
Maybe her feet
I'm tryna be discrete
But I really want to eat her out completely
Teach me
To keep it away from her
The eating and tape on her
The chewing away fingers
Once she feeds me I'm lovin' me tasting of her
Can I just have a normal night
I just want to be the man to live a normal life
Normal wife
Keep her in the formal white
but the psycho creature with the horn will bite
It's almost sun-up now
I'm getting done up wow
Fellatio
But I found out she was insatiable
She wanted me to do her too
Don't want to see me through her view
'Cause I got on my knees
And started doin' my deed
But then I accidentally chewed her through!

(Screams) Chorus (x2)

Verse 1 - Tech N9ne-

I'm a nice guy
My lifes a light sky
So Much love I might cry
Not! Nice Try
I'm an evil seed and the day I sleep and the night fly
G.A.Z.E. in my E.Y.E'Z and you might die
I'm a horn dog, gotta lotta of the porn yall
Warned yall, I was straight born raw like Ornthall
But I'm way worse because he was cornball
I remember keeping him in my dungeon with a leather suit
and a orange ball in his mouth
I had some foreign bra's in his house
How did they get twisted and torn claws when in bout
Nine inches then I stuffed dorn draws in his couch
for now I let em suffer in the morn. all then its ouch
I have a devils haircut in my mind
That's why I be sucking blood and busting nuts in my rhymes, I'm horny
so dont ignore me if your semi-fine
me and gordy, prozak love orgies and we in our prime and we

Chours

Can't hide the (horns)
and I must hide the (horns)
I live with the (horns)
so I die with the (horns)
if you fuck with the (horns)
Then you get the (horns)
so if you want the (horns)
then I'll give you the (horns)

Can't hide the (horns)
and I must hide the (horns)
I live with the (horns)
so I die with the (horns)
if you fuck with the (horns)
Then you get the (horns)
so if you want the (horns)
then I'll give you the (horns)

Verse 2 - Prozak-

Schizophrenic thoughts spin around my mind sorta like rotisserie
Spittin this wicked ministry to the beat of this rebeck's symphony, with a sin for me
Separated by 6 degrees of greed for centuries
and hatred engulfs my sensories like hallow screams from penitentiaries
this perpetuus cycle of depression intention remains bottomless
even my psychologist said suicide may be the only option out of this
And while the name prozak and insane seem to sustain synonyms
one half of me wants to engage in the fame while the other half subsides monogamously
A vigilantly that sends deadly packages through the mail
Confusing law enforcement agencies cause I write death threats in brail
With somewhat of a God complex sending the Arabs to the depths of hell
I warned you, you were for warned, now witness like horns unveiled
I'm taking you on a hell ride so grab those safety belts and fasten em
Through the screams of tortured souls and eternal flames crackling
refusing to reap what you sow and wanna stop this all from happening
This madness will continue until all of strange' goes platinum

Chours

Can't hide the (horns)
and I must hide the (horns)
I live with the (horns)
so I die with the (horns)
if you fuck with the (horns)
Then you get the (horns)
so if you want the (horns)
then I'll give you the (horns)

Can't hide the (horns)
and I must hide the (horns)
I live with the (horns)
so I die with the (horns)
if you fuck with the (horns)
Then you get the (horns)
so if you want the (horns)
then I'll give you the (horns)

Verse 3 - King Gordy-

I'm in the Desert sands of Bethlehem
Trying to get Jesus to get Mary in the manger,
And molest a lamb!
Don't jerk yourself off Jesus, use someone elses hands,
So where's those damn disciples,
He'd like to have some sex again!
I guess Young Peter's receiving,
Cuz Jesus fucked his ass.
Christ is an effin' fag,
He likes to dress in drag.
But hey I guess his Dad is just as mad,
God woulda never had a sissy for a son,
Bet he's regrettin' that!
But yet we still ain't accept the fact,
That he's fuckin' his mother,
And at the Last Supper, he confesses that.
He's an undercover, Male-Lover,
And oh yeah, Heaven's wack!
He don't want the Light,
Now I got Christ wearin' black!
See, I'm the Devil on his shoulder,
Yeah I'm that scary fat demon,
That'll turn all you hethens into scaredy cats.
King Gordy, the ANTI-Christ, God Killer (no you)
Before and AFTER Christ, I'm called a Sinner,
Muthafucker!
I'll work on Gordy in a minute unless someone wants to do it.

[Whitlock:]
Yeah, an-and I appreciate you answering the questions I had about Genius, an an, I don't wanna try your patience, but, there some questions I been wanting to ask you about Tech, So, how do you react to people uh, that say you, Kutt, Scoob, that cha'll working alongside a devil worshiper. What about the Strange Music symbol being a snake and bat, you know, some people say the "s" and the "m" stands for, Sado-masochism, an, an, the barcode cross that means the evil is god, how do you explain that.

[Krizz:]
I mean, I mean man, I questioned him using the snake which is a serpent like the devil, and a bat which is a creature of the night you know what I'm saying and even a cross, but it's Tech man, he crazy, we just let him do what he do man.

[Whitlock:
The numbers, six, six, triple eight, forty-six, nine, nine, five...

[Krizz:]
I mean it just means Nutthowze, it's...

[Whitlock:]
How do those numbers means Nutthowze? Explain to me...

[Krizz:]
You gotta look on the phone, N-N-U-T-T-H-O-W-Z-E, it just means Nuthouse and I think people try to make this thing into more than it is man.

[Whitlock:]
Those numbers if you add em up, six, plus six, plus eight, plus eight, plus eight- if you add em up they equal sixty-seven, an an, you know Tech is always saying hes all sixes and sevens,

[Krizz:]
Yeahh...

[Whitlock:]
You know some people say he's trying to say six is evil, seven is godly, you know, angelic, the name of his album originally, saying that's good, and bad, and he might've been saying, evil, is god the whole time, are you missin' this?

[Krizz:]
This just Tech provokin' ya'll, man, and ya'll fall for it.

[Whitlock:]
Ok. You're music is really startin to spread, all across the world.

[Krizz:]
Yeah?

[Whitlock:]
You know, you make the pay dues acceptable, rock the bells with N.A.Z. and Damien Marley. You're tourin overseas, it seems there's no limit to the success you guys are having, an an you're in the middle of a recession having this kind of success an an...

[Krizz:]
I mean there's lots of businesses achievin right now dude! we are...

[Whitlock:]
Just write this off as Tech N9NE, and he's so super talented, you know you might need to look deeper Krizz, man, who, what, are you followin...

[Krizz:]
Ay, man, I gotta go dude. This is too much for me...

Verse 1: Tech N9ne
I was chillin wit a bitch/
and i was noticing she was so sadistic/
Wanted the Nina to bite on her nipples and twist it/
Sucking me off until she lost all of her lipstick/
You know how it is when you X-ing on like 7 of em'/
Wit a stick of Sherm and Adderall, nigga had to love em'/
Cause they get you lifted and thinkin you unstoppable/
But what I'm bout to tell you is so fuckin' impossible/
I started giving the bitch my dick/
She loving the way my jimmy be jabbin it/
Wanted me to cut her up, I said never/
She said imagine it with the tip of her butcher knife/
I think i took her life/
This crazy hooker like pain, then i put her right/
Fuckin high, and it's insane how she look at life/
She wish a nigga had fangs and he took a bite/
I'm beating it up wit an aim what the pussy like/
The pussy like to be banged like it took a fight/
Then she asked me to smack her/
Then she asked me to choke her/
So i choked her/
As a nigga got closer to the nut I choked her/
Even harder as i when i rose up out the Chocha/
She wasn't breathing, A horrible evening/
Couldn't get her to breath, I really tried ta/
Did all i could of but it wasn't all to the deal/
So i had to call the ambulance over to come revive her/

Chorus:
It was an accident
HA HA HA oooooooooooooooooooooo
It was an accident
HA HA HA oooooooooooooooooooooo
It was an accident
HA HA HA oooooooooooooooooooooo
It was an accident
HA HA HA oooooooooooooooooooooo
It as an accident...

Bridge:
I don't be finding trouble, It be finding me/
I don't be finding trouble, It be finding me/
I don't be finding trouble, It be finding me/
I don't be finding trouble, It be finding me/
I don't be finding trouble, It be finding me/(played backwards)
I don't be finding trouble, It be finding me/(played backwards)
I don't be finding trouble, It be finding me/(played backwards)
I don't be finding trouble, It be finding me/(played backwards)

verse 2: (K-dean?)
Shit i was only 16, just showing off/
Never woulda imagined the gun going off/
I was just trying to show these niggaz that i wasn't soft/
Stayed at 52nd street so that's what all these niggaz thought/
Cause they was from hilltop, where niggaz pill pop/
So i'm pulling up to the chill spot/
Wit the steel cocked/
still not sure what I was thinking/
And back then I wasn't even drinking/
So I'm leaving Lincoln High School off Woodland/
Headed to the hood to hang out wit all the hoodlums/
Couldn't wait to show him what I was packing/
Knock on the door, he answered like "Whuuss Crackin"/
I said "Shit, just chillin, just me and my bitch"/
"By my bitch, I mean that 450 sittin on my hip"/
"Wanna see"? He said "yeah let me see"/
I pulled it out and gave it a quick squeeze/
I didn't know it didn't have no safety/
Now this man is hit in his chest and he can't breath/
Devil on my shoulder whispering "Leave nigga, Leave"/
But i swear...

Chorus:
It was an accident
HA HA HA oooooooooooooooooooooo
It was an accident
HA HA HA oooooooooooooooooooooo
It was an accident
HA HA HA oooooooooooooooooooooo
It was an accident
HA HA HA oooooooooooooooooooooo
It as an accident...

Bridge:
I don't be finding trouble, It be finding me/
I don't be finding trouble, It be finding me/
I don't be finding trouble, It be finding me/
I don't be finding trouble, It be finding me/
I don't be finding trouble, It be finding me/(played backwards)
I don't be finding trouble, It be finding me/(played backwards)
I don't be finding trouble, It be finding me/(played backwards)
I don't be finding trouble, It be finding me/(played backwards)

I see shadows on the road again,
Wonder if they comin' for my soul,
I get trapped up in this mode I'm in,
Will I ever grow old?
Will I ever grow old?

I remember them high nights,
On X we find sights,
To climb heights, unheard to men we line white
Molly up and had to be nine flight,
Mix it with weed and wet it's kronkite,
That shit's beyond hype,
Sped us up and we be trippin seein' some shit
And it's fuckin up the buzz of me and the clique
So we hop up in the whip and flee with the quick
But the shadow makin us swerve and we on the strip
Did you see the shit?
(Yea I saw the shit)
Did ya'll see the shit?
(Yea we saw the shit)
All agree that a shadow was crossin the street and immediately vanished, we need to hit

I see shadows on the road again,
Wonder if they comin' for my soul,
I get trapped up in this mode I'm in,
Will I ever grow old?
And will I ever grow old?

Is it comin' for me because all the shit that I did in the past was bad to people,
Mad and evil, if you the AOD I'm sad to meet you,
Angel of Death, when I quit doin' X,
Because of seein you every night on the stretch,
So I been clean for 3, years and countin,
Still I'm seein' shadows will the scheme for me
To follow them into the pit of despair,
Punishment for what I did in this lair,
What if evil spirits live in the road,
To take the kindred spirits ?? souls
I don't know how the spirit thing goes
Really livin in my frontal lobe,
Will I be living life until I'm old
Or will I be taken by shadow's on the road?

I see shadows on the road again,
Wonder if they comin' for my soul,
I get trapped up in this mode I'm in,
Will I ever grow old?
Will I ever grow old?

(Verse 1 - Tech N9ne)

How could I be so down at a time like this, when im high like this..
When the billboard charts and your major tours overseas when i fly like this?
i put to thinkin about the people that need me
they needy and all of the pain, that i might miss..
sooner or later it seeks me reach me then bleed me, deep in the rain then sign my pic
im goin down now, because my mom frowns..
in a research psychiatric center without a son around
and im deep off in this hole
when im out here rockin shows ( they say.. )

I SHOULD BE HYPED 'CAUSE MY LIFE IS SO ROCK N ROLL..

but i feel like the grinch mixed with Ebenezer Scrooge
let the fever ooze up out of me cloudy me never eager too
let up when im up interview they probably thinkin they gonna hinder do
cuz he be lookin like he might offend or rue
never enter cause he remember blues
because is always right here
with the henessy and light beer
let it enter me and fight fear.. yea
i know i quit but i started back..
the homey caught a gat
and my bodyguard nickolas jus had a heart attack

-------------------------------------------------------

**Hook: KRIZZ KALIKO**

I'm sinking again, I'm drinking again
Drownin' & Wildin you breathin' again
Is Easy to sin when you bleeding within'
needin the grin, cheese & recede in the spend
( Low what a low, low what a low)
thats how i feel in the morning
( Low what a low, low what a low)
That's how i sound when you callin'
(Low what a low, low what a low)
Im high but feel like im falling im sorry but im feelin lower than low

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( VERSE 2 - TECH N9NE )

my smile is forced
my style is warped
morale is corpse
now that my really good pal is torched
i'm just gone with the wind & i'm home with the gin
to the dome when i spin
I'm a zone cause the phone must be roamin again
another tone im alone now don't want me to spin
time with i'm just mind this
might find miss nine missed
i find my mind in this line ditch
dine quick not even a second for mindless

IN A MIDDLE OF A TIME WHEN THE MUSICS FLYIN IM DEPLETED MY KINDNESS

low like the grasses, low like po folks on grass shit
i'm so below the casket, ragged pulse of the maggots
why do i feel this illness, im lookin for somethin to come n kill this a little bit
i got my head in the hills cause the real shit is momma is sufferin takin pills with the stillness
n i feel it
i cant shake it
in any case my space is the basement
i cant erase my embrace of encasement
im chasin hatred my taste not complacin
so as he go to the flow
the industry finally opened the door
but now im in the mothafucka all i feel is.. low

[No lyrics]

I was born a beast
You don't wanna meet
I'm the worst, a lot of women see the demon in me
Still they want a piece/ They want me chronally
A lot of them really searchin for the seman in me
I let em know at the front of a lust demon that wanna be bust kitty, be rubbin, I love many
They trust me with the cunt, I thrust plenty, n jump in the next city, they wanted me, just kidding
But I can never tell a lie, if you looked into my eyes, you can see that I'm a -
Angel
Demon
Lookin for the love in every thigh, makin you wanna cry, spirit'll be
Strangled
Screamin
That, I'm a serial killer, when it come to heart break
Hate n the fury ya better (?cynic?) in the smarts makin
Everything wrong, everythings gone, so why do you say you will for ever ding dong
That just will make ya much meana
Thats sum mistake ta love Ninna
It sucks ta hate the one thing that makes ya come clean, then breaks n just leave ya
I'm just a fucked up individual
I love lust, n crushin ya for an intervul
Plus bust a guts up in a centerfold
Eating the meeting up like its a dinner roll
Ya should'a kept away like I told ya
How can ya press to stay when I'm rove'a
I think its safe ta say that my fates ta lay n I'mma waste when I'm olda
So just step n gimmie the cold shoulda
Cuz I'm a mess, the Ninnas the most vulga
N I'm a threat, ya never get no close'a
My kiss is killing you, wake up n its ov'a

Why can't you see me, for the animal I am?!
I warned you!
Exposed my beast inside, NEXT IF you are willing to (willing to, willing to, willing to)
You took my invitation in. They all told ya never to take me in
Why can't you wake up n see that I am killing you?! (killing you, killing you, killing you)

I never knew why I had to be so cold
Inside'a me so froze, its gatta be no soul
Because whenever the lady want me in oath mode, I put on my ghost clothes, n get on a close road
I'm tryin ta tell you that I'm sick in the insephalon
I thought I could doit, but I guess I'm weak, n never bond
As long as I'm chasin the gold like a leprachaun
My heart'll be covered in cold ice intephalon
I'm sick wit'it
I'm brick wit'it
N9ne twist-ed it
Ten times outta ten if you lookin for what it stems, I can guarentee that you gonn' find a bitch did it
But I'm takin it back, I wont blame it on you
Cuz I be the one that be gamin on you
Famous, n heanous, the pain in you, cuz I'm blatently playin n laying the crew
I aint proud'a whut I turned into
All my fire keeps burning through, burning you
Up in the inside, I'm knowin the heat is concerning you
I don't know whats gonna become of me
All I can say is don't anyone love me
Because I'm a monster, I'm sick n I want'cha
But'chu better back up n when I COME SHOVE ME
But then again I really really need you
I want up inside'a you, I wanna bleed you
Get the last drop then I'mma leave you
Every last one'a you, yeah I'mma speed through
Clever n every lady wanna see you/ Open up wide I wanna feed you
Into the pit of evilness, I'mma lead you
I'M ANIMAL, TECH WHUT I'M LIKE WHEN I LACE YOU!

Why can't you see me, for the animal I am?!
I warned you!
Exposed my beast inside, yes dear you are willing to (willing to, willing to, willing to)
You took my invitation in. They all told ya never to take me in
Why can't you wake up n see that I am killing you?! (killing you, killing you, killing you)

(Verse 1)
Where im at right now, i ain't got no tolerence for somethin stupid, or hatred, or envy
If you bringin any one of those, How bout, Leave me alone

They pray i'll free fall any day, Well i don't need yall anyway
Negativity give me nay ya fina hear me say
Just leave me right here with my henney, say my chicks are plenty paid
Your boy check done blown, an still rep the home, but now i just wanna be left alone
They wish death and my flesh and my chromosomes slept on my songs
They need a little bit less Patron, and they holler the weirdo, when i walk in the spot
The zeros pissed cuz they ladies wanna swaller my euro
They live in squaller and fear though, they daughter come here though
She know i keep plenty Robert De Niro, you punks will never get to see me let a tear go
Started Hatin the second i busted a mere flow, i just want you to get some gones not near no
negative energy that is a remedy, hey yo listen here bro

(Chorus)
Stay away from me
Please stay far away from me
Leave me by my lonely
Just let me be
Stay away from me
Please stay far away from me
Leave me by my lonely
Just leave me alone

(Verse 2)
The hood don't play me huh, Treat my strange music like rabies huh
They be sayin tech nina he crazy huh, but you want me on your video
and cd, you elementary rappers are straight remedial, a.d.d.
I'm in my own world partna and you dont fit there
All your tech hatred has got you soundin like a bitch player
and this is to multiple haters and i swear, it ain't about a pass homie but if the shoe fit wear it nigga
Its a size N9ne, wanna step inside mine, it'll feel like you died tryin
and you will know that i can't buy time, for you to catch casper its high time
You tried crimes against me cuz you couldnt follow the guidelines
They say respect your elders,you best go tell the lord forgive you
cuz whats next you'll fail ya, just leave me where its less your hell bra
Invest your mail to somethin that sell cuz the tech don't smell ya Tech gon tell ya

(Chorus)
Stay away from me
Please stay far away from me
Leave me by my lonely
Just let me be
Stay away from me
Please stay far away from me
Leave me by my lonely
Just leave me alone

(Verse 3)
We be singular, numero uno ichibon, they want my doom and my funeral psycho bitch be gone
Losin my lithium quickly this chick done hit me don and bit me on my finger tell trav to get me bond
Cuz if it happens again, if it happens again, imma shhsah oh BOY
i wish i had no problem with smackin a friend with a gat be snappin a chin
but i got chicks that wanna get it in for sure
im takin all the crazy ho's outta my lady mode i'm done with the oldies
Nothin but new shit in my radio, Leave me solitary cuz the way she go is shady though
It's later for their ego no more tech n9ne let the baby know
All of ya need to try clit, and straight deny dick, leave us alone cuz you mentally damaged
no try sick, i wish i wasn't a star and the gentleman would die quick, so next time you trippin
i'll flip and hit you in your eye bitch

[No lyrics]

(Verse 1)
Wanna live in my world you have to have a Tech tat
Preferably the number N9ne and you gotta get it where the back of yo neck's at
Gotta let me know that you rep that, plus get you out of a death trap
You need it for living cause I'm the king and I'm giving you the permission to get with a no stress pack
That was ordos at chlorum cause the old world orders post mortem disfailure inhaling cell and delta
Watched it swell and swelter, till there was no male in shelter,
Yes I'm the one that provided ya shell in Hell and held ya
When your politicians were welters
So I built this structure just to help ya
So the communists can come and quell ya
Tey call me the King of Darkness, when I offer you no pain
Why would they label me heartless, when your love is my cocaine
And your soul is my rogaine, I have a thirst to know your brain
When you enter my domain gotta take this number for your name
But you don't have to drink cyanide, I'm gonna be right by ya side
If we gotta take that riot ride, on the enemy and defy your side
Fight for the place we're building, for the reproduction of more children
Trying to get that number back around 6 billion, I'm gonna rule until then
Founded this colony like a pilgrim, anybody try to penetrate this section or threaten we KILL THEM.

(Chorus) (Mackenzie O'Guin)

What if?
K. O. D. O. K. O. D. O.
What if, he is, what he says he is?
The King Of Darkness!
K. O. D. O. K. O. D. O.
(repeat)

(Verse 2)
xes lliw eb yrotadnam yliad ylthgin.
this, women need to be living by it
Stay fit n way driven paste it and dye it
I am the king killer captain crazed frigging pilot
Giving you these khaki pants and white shirt, that's what you wear on my Earth
Eliminating your eye thirst to have any kind of desires
To envy material or admire, my way will extract any type of divider
I'm offering this wire, understanding of life and tiredly blissfully 'vading friction and fire, cha.
The number N9ne will get you food, even get you tools
To build anything your family choose, but within my rules
All white shoes with red strings for all my crews
That lets me know you Tech's people listening inside my pews
All your dreams and aspirations,
This is the affirmation that you can reach em and my world is not a disaster waiting
The ruses and lacerations no chooses of aggravation
I'm just tryna rehab a nation from exasperation
It's not an exaggeration, I'm something more than your blood and gore
On a level higher than devils or that of Satan.

(Chorus)

What if?
K. O. D. O. K. O. D. O.
What if, he is, what he says he is?
The King Of Darkness!
K. O. D. O. K. O. D. O.
(repeat)

(Verse 3)
When I did 'Anghellic' I was good and bad, straight confused
Then an angel turned to Devil Boy when the Reparation blew
Them demons had 'Absolute Power' when I drug abused
So the angels searched through the 'Vintage Tech' what they found was the love was through
Then an accident would happen that made life unnecessary
So now receiving God, the angel was 'Everready'
But the 'Melancholy' strikes, the eleven angels mommy's life
So the 'Mizery' sat in the angels now becoming ice
As mom got ill and iller, when it hurts her he can feel her
To the strain of the pain made of bane there's no more angels straight up KILLER!
My apologies, it's not very God of me, to go crazy and try to teach the whole world 'Sickology'
I was then split in two, back to the beginning view
Angel demon ccause the killer showed me death was overdue
But I gotta live for my kids, all the evil stuff I did
Taught me to teach you you can love them no matter how much sluts you did
Or done, you met my demon back when I had that grudge
But I gotta let you know most of my spirit comes from up above
I'm mostly angel, and you know sometimes we fall
Living under God and I hope he's listening when I say I love you all!

(Outro)

The Martini.
In movie terms, directors use this phrase to describe the last shot of the day while on set.
The stories you are about to hear are true.
The names have been kept the same to reflect the Strange.
This is the Martini...

(Verse 1)
This is Sam.
He was so in love with her, but she was young,
So that put her off in a jam,
Though, she was sweet as a yam,
She wanted to explore other options with her man,
Straight sending Sam into a rampage,
And no matter what his fam says,
He's lost without this woman,
And don't wanna live any damn ways,
Now he's thinkin', that he ain't gon' live,
She ain't gon' live,
And the other man's mercy, he ain't gon' give,
This what love do, it cops a .38 snub to,
Knock on ya door, and take somebody that used to love you,
Rub you the wrong way, then it's blood true,
Love through, she's slug one and he's slug two,
Then on a rainy evening, with a panicked feelin',
Went to her home and looked through the window and Sammy sees them,
The door's between her and the Necromancer,
And what you think is gon' happen if she answers?

(Chorus - Krizz Kaliko)
Take a drink,
It's more than what you think,
I gotta let you know,
Don't plan on letting you go,
But if you have to leave,
That's where we'll end the scene,
This is the Martini.
Last shot's for you or me....

(Verse 2)
Yo, This is Isaiah,
I guess he was aight, say a,
Lady's man, all the women used to call him the KCI Playa,
Flying multiple chicks in, give the stick then dismiss them,
But somethin's gonna happen that'll twist him,
He fell in love with a beautiful black woman,
But he ended up having a couple problems with that woman,
Talkin' to other men, did it behind his back on 'em,
Facebook, Computer love, crept on the Mac on 'em,
Now he's salty, cause he found the woman he loves is faulty,
He told her at the very beginning 'Don't You Ever Cross Me.'
Now that she did it, he plans to do something unlawfully,
Get a gun off the street, because he was treated so awfully,
One bullet for her, one bullet for him,
Crimes of passion, ain't no more pullin' for them,
And the worst way, we broke apart, it really hurts lady,
I've gotta go, but yo, you gotta go first baby.

(Chorus - Krizz Kaliko)
Take a drink,
It's more than what you think,
I gotta let you know,
Don't plan on letting you go,
But if you have to leave,
That's where we'll end the scene,
This is the Martini.
Last shot's for you or me....

(Verse 3)
This is Brian,
He was a rebel and stayed on another level,
And had no intentions of dying,
He loved Kim a lot, above them was not,
But a jealous ex-husband would love them to rot,
I guess he loved kim still,
His only thoughts him, them, kill,
'Cause he a coward motha fucka,
On Christmas Eve he broke in and waited in they house for hours,
Crazy mother fucker!
Brian pulled up with Kim and little Alissa in the car,
Saw a shadow in the house from afar and said 'Wait!"
Got out the car, opened the gate, walked in the house,
And her fucking ex sealed my nigga's fate.
That was my best friend, Bitch Ass Nigga!
Walked out the house and shot Kim right in front of Alissa,
Then he saved the last shot for him, blast!
Now you better hope I don't go to hell, because I'ma be on your ass!

(Chorus - Krizz Kaliko)
Take a drink,
It's more than what you think,
I gotta let you know,
Don't plan on letting you go,
But if you have to leave,
That's where we'll end the scene,
This is the Martini.
Last shot's for you or me....

(Intro)
Are you ready for some F.U.N. tonight, ha
Are you ready for some F.U.N. tonight
I wanna have a little F.U.N.
You wanna have a little F.U.N.
Everyone, lets have F.U.N.
The F.U.N.'s begun

(Verse 1)
I'm different, you can see the Nina from a distance
My sixth sense tells me you hatin on me again (chaa)
Persistent, jealousy and resistance, for my existence
so I gotta go for ya chin (chaa)
Workin out you can keep on workin out
But yo chin ain't working out
Now your teeth I'm burstin out, baaang!
Foul thangs, look at how thou came
So I gotta let the millimeter eat em up like Chow Mein
I feel like F.U.N. (chaa)
That's why I will never be the surreal life one (chaa)
The kind of F.U.N. that make em pull a 30 round drum (chaa)
Ya givin me negativity and really sound dumb (chaa)
When you say to me you still rappin (chaa)
I ain't heard ya since '01 (chaa)
Don't make a nigga beat you down like sho nuff to show gun (chaa)
Been have the glow son (chaa)
I'm like the chose one
And you not know when to respect the N9na
Makes it like so F.U.N.

(Chorus - Tech N9ne)
Anytime somebody come and disrespect us say F.U.N.
When they trippin look em in the eye and say F.U.N.
When they get the picture they might go for they gun
They been hatin on me from day one
F.U.N.'s what you need to say
Fuck U Niggas
Got guns homey either way
Fuck U Niggas
That's F.U.N. everybody say
Fuck U Niggas
Say
Fuck U Niggas
Hey
Fuck U Niggas
Alright

(Verse 2)
Diamonds on my neck di diamonds on my wrist
Pierced diamond in her lip so it's diamonds on my dick (chaa)
Thats yo chick (chaa), know when I rock the mic rits spit sick she strips quick
Cuz Nina's big shit (chaa)
And you say, you ain't even heard nothin new play
Since The Calm Before the Storm and you don't like me today
That's the reason I gotta tell you uckfa ouya
Then I'm off in el Paso fuckin a bitch named Guadalupe (chaa)
I'm straight F.U.N. with it (chaa)
You niggas done did it
Dumb shit is when you compare me to my nigga young wit it (chaa)
I ain't the some shittit (chaa)
We two different things
With two different schemes
But I beat off on yo ladies tongue wit it (chaa)
And I have her so sprung (chaa)
When ya hate for nothin nigga we can get to bussin, huffin and puffin air out of your lung (chaa)
Thats how the MO run (chaa)
I be like so stunned when you don't even rep or respect it
So I go F.U.N.

(Chorus - Tech N9ne)
Anytime somebody come and disrespect us say F.U.N.
When they trippin look em in the eye and say F.U.N.
When they get the picture they might go for they gun
They been hatin on me from day one
F.U.N.'s what you need to say
Fuck U Niggas
Got guns homey either way
Fuck U Niggas
That's F.U.N. everybody say
Fuck U Niggas
Say
Fuck U Niggas
Hey
Fuck U Niggas
Alright

(Verse 3)
Gimme my props nigga (chaa)
Who you know got em yellin KCMO overseas makin Europe straight hop nigga (chaa)
I need a answer man
You a cancer man, and I'm rockin strippers in Switzerland and in Amsterdam
Ask Snoop Dogg (chaa), he will tell you all that I'm too tall to be studyin any of you ? (chaa)
So gone you never find Nina like ?Lou Ross?
Except on Billboard or Postar so fuuk yall

(Outro)
I don't care where ya go all around the world
If you tell them you from Kansas City the first thing they gon say is "Do you know Tech N9ne?"
And you better jeff and say "That's the Kansas City King, I love him!"

(Chorus - Tech N9ne)
Anytime somebody come and disrespect us say F.U.N.
When they trippin look em in the eye and say F.U.N.
When they get the picture they might go for they gun
They been hatin on me from day one
F.U.N.'s what you need to say
Fuck U Niggas
Got guns homey either way
Fuck U Niggas
That's F.U.N. everybody say
Fuck U Niggas
Say
Fuck U Niggas
Hey
Fuck U Niggas
Alright

[Intro]
Heyyyy!
Been waitin too damn long on the side
Don't know how many damn times I tried
Aint got too many good things to say
So here's a message to Mister DJ

[Hook]
Play my music like I died (To the DJ)
Like the N9na aint alive (Hit the replay)
Like I took the long ride (Like my D-Day)
Like everybody love my music and the whole world cry

[Verse 1]
Aye,
Treat it like I was comin from Billings on my to Spokane
And you found me twisted and mangled inside our road van
Like it's so ugly, The Paramedic's say, "Oh man"
There go Tecca N9na with no life but more fans
Like in hell or I'm in heaven, Just fell in from 9/11
Propellin from high and down into concrete
Like my name was McVeigh
And I checked the mail and the bomb beeped
Like having Griselda's dope and sell it beyond cheap
Like I was in the mood for set trippin
Fights begin and Rugers get spittin
Like my life is through and death slips in
Like there's no air left and my chest stiffins
Like I'm in the church and I'm peachin
Lovin the way sister lookin, After service, We creepin
Play my music like we was in the telly, Deep and sleepin
Then got murdered cause her husband was the deacon

[Hook 2X]
Play my music like I died (To the DJ)
Like the N9na aint alive (Hit the replay)
Like I took the long ride (Like my D-Day)
Like everybody love my music and the whole world cry

[Verse 2]
DJ's!
Bring that beat back, Bring that beat back

Like having super ammonia without taking my Z-Pak
Like me, Off in a C function, Flamed up with a B hat
And I'm pattin my pockets yellin, "Where is my piece at?"
Like there aint sense in gettin a Snake and the Bat tat
Then a gunman kicks in the place and I ran to the back, scat!
Through the alley, Under a ladder, Tripped over a black cat
Fell in the street, Got hit by the Toyota with a hatchback
Play my music, Let everyone know that I can rhyme
But I got shipped to Iraq and I stepped on a land mine
Like a wild bull let out the cage and it's ram time
My job is to be the circus clown but I'm damn blind
Like I had the cube and I accidentally called Pinhead
Like I'm Matisyahu in a room full of skin heads
Play my music like I'm permanently in bed
I'm sure the DJ's are with it with him dead

[Hook 2X]
Play my music like I died (To the DJ)
Like the N9na aint alive (Hit the replay)
Like I took the long ride (Like my D-Day)
Like everybody love my music and the whole world cry

[Verse 3]
DJ's!
eugoR goD roF efiL, aggiN

Unless I left my vest and I catch the Magnum
Like they let Tech rest and toe-tagged him
After they beat him, Tied him to the truck and skull-dragged him
Like I died of Lupus, Cancer, Leukemia
Epilepsy, MS and sickle-cell anemia
All at the same time and the call is a slain N9ne
Caught by a serial-killer with a saw when it's pain time
Guess it really does pay to get caught with a stray
That's what it cost, What you pay in a way that's awful to say
Cause when you rappin your ass off, Skill is their last thought
Realer than real spill but you get killed and you'll blast off
Play my records like I've taken the big ride
Like a deadly virus killin me inside
I know you sucka DJ's got a lot of pride
All jokes aside, Even though I'm still alive

[Hook 2X]
Play my music like I died (To the DJ)
Like the N9na aint alive (Hit the replay)
Like I took the long ride (Like my D-Day)
Like everybody love my music and the whole world cry