Tech N9ne in this (Tech N9ne, Tech N9ne) Bout to make em dance once again (once again baby) But time, I'ma talk about my motha' fuckin friend baby (yeah) yo it's been long overdue (that's right) Overdue (how we do it) But you for it So now I give it to you, (give it to you) Get
(Verse 1) Let me tell you a little about this nigga I know the M and the O A chemical nigga who I got criminal flows I'ma set the straight for a second Everybody this nigga is hot-headed And due for a mic checkin. You drew first in '94 Trickin my baby momma You the one you called a ho let you know That if you it back to the past When I was squeezing ass and playin hookie You can ask my bro, He will let you Back I shared my pussy. You was using as a form of pursuing Pussy sneakin in her bed and beggin for a Who the is you foolin? I can still make her make you put yo muthafuckin mic Straight interrupt yo And serve yo ass in her now Fuck the rappin, we can now Tight style, Sell for the name Vell to Vall Call him or Gal Cause the way he was foul Nigga bitch shit Tech N9ne you it But missed it me that you sold 200,000 with pride But you lied, I don't mean to hurt yo inside But you 5,000 Nationwide You a man You niggaz think I bluffin, go the SoundScan All I know is.
Why this steady savin his flows for me? (He get paid) And why nigga basin his whole life on challenging me? (He get paid) Fuckin with 56 get you shota side will chase em down with a choppa Motherfucker thinking Teccanina gonna Something wrong his medullah oblongota.
(Verse 2) Yo nigga struggling to be the better man Why fuck around with a tech milla When you know the is a clever brand Naw, I ain't ever seen the niggaz video Cause It ran And you got the audacity to say Tech N9ne ain't a Nigga, I wrote my rhyme in '85 right '86, '87, '88, name me Tech N9ne '89, '90, I was rippin shows, don't you try cat '90 through '99 equals 15 years and I done rapped some of the best Motherfucker can you buy We recognize you wanna be the best rapper in City That's time That's why yo shit will be in the hands of many My shit is clean and packs a pal And yeah you right, yo shit's a sloppy rum and style This is failin in the biz Bets step this know where his mind is That's why the bout to tell it like it is Tech Tech is City's Finest All I know is.
Why this nigga steady his flows for me? (He get paid) And why nigga basin his whole life on challenging me? (He get paid) with 56 Villain get you shota Midwest side will chase em down a choppa Motherfucker thinking Teccanina stopa Something wrong his medullah oblongota. Yo, the fact is we both ain't made no real And I'm blastin a nigga which makes the real funny I'm beginning to see real deal, scrill and real And you don't wanna get a nigga that's sick makes you a real dummy He said I worship satan and he worship god that's why we work Nigga that's a cop out, bout to make yo eyes pop out I whip my cock out And say I seen you comin out of Roc is the third round knockout When you die and all ya piss, cum, and feces out Tellin we bit (Let's Get Fucked Up) From yo locally hit (Bounce, Bounce, Bounce, Bounce) the shit that we spit (Make bitches wanna fuck) And make niggaz get on they (And yo shit don't) We bumped heads at the Lou Ou are through now Who growled at the Holy Temple Crew style Niggaz are too and Tech, and you can bet you'll never see em wet You sound like Rock, with a little bit of DMX Now I'ma end this by sayin Life and 56 Vil Said Tech rappin on niggas payin for him and his kids meals I bad for the nigga, so I'ma let it out A gift from me to you, Ex-Cousin, Retalliate and go get out...
Why nigga steady savin his flows for me? (He get paid) And why this basin his whole life on challenging me? (He get paid) Fuckin with 56 Villain get you Midwest will chase him down with a choppa Motherfucker thinking Teccanina gonna Something wrong his medullah oblongota Fuckin with 56 Villain get you up Midwest will chase him down with a choppa thinking Teccanina gonna stopa Something wrong with his oblongota (Outro) A gift from me to you, this what you wanted, and go get yo bread (blows kiss)