Tech N9ne in this bitch (Tech N9ne, N9ne) to make em dance once again baby (once again baby) But this time, I'ma talk about my motha' friend baby (yeah) yo it's been long baby (that's right) Overdue (how we do it) But you for it So now I gotta it to you, (give it to you) Get
(Verse 1) Let me tell you a little story about nigga I know the M and the O A nigga who says I got criminal flows I'ma set the record for a second Everybody this nigga is hot-headed And due for a mic checkin. You first blood in '94 with my baby momma You know the one you a ho let you know That if you take it back to the When I was squeezing ass and playin hookie You can ask my bro, He will let you then I shared my pussy. You was using as a form of pursuing Pussy sneakin in her bed and for a screwin Who the fuck is you I can still make her make you put yo muthafuckin mic Straight yo show And serve yo ass in her now Fuck the rappin, we can now Tight style, Sell for Change the Vell to Vall him Dame or Gal Cause the way he came was Nigga that's shit Tech N9ne you it But missed it Told me that you sold 200,000 pride But you lied, I don't mean to hurt yo inside But you sold 5,000 You a man You think I bluffin, go check the SoundScan All I know is.
Why this nigga steady his flows for me? (He get paid) And why this basin his whole life on challenging me? (He get paid) Fuckin with 56 get you shota Midwest side will chase em with a choppa Motherfucker thinking Teccanina stopa wrong with his medullah oblongota.
(Verse 2) Yo This nigga struggling to be the man Why around with a tech milla meter When you know the nigga is a brand Naw, I ain't never ever seen the niggaz Cause It ran And you got the audacity to say Tech N9ne a veteran? Nigga, I my first rhyme in '85 right '86, '87, '88, name me Tech right '89, '90, I was rippin shows, you even try cat '90 through '99 equals 15 years and I done rapped with some of the can you buy that? We recognize you wanna be the best rapper in Kansas That's time That's why yo shit will never be in the of many My shit is and packs a punch pal And yeah you right, yo shit's a sloppy rum and drunk This nigga is in the biz step behind this Don't know his mind is why the Nina's bout to tell it like it is Tech Tech is Kansas Finest All I wanna is.
Why this nigga savin his flows for me? (He get paid) And why this basin his whole life on challenging me? (He get paid) Fuckin 56 Villain get you shota Midwest side chase em down with a choppa Motherfucker thinking gonna stopa wrong with his medullah oblongota. Yo, the fact is we both ain't made no real And I'm blastin a nigga which the situation real funny I'm beginning to see deal, scrill and real honeys And you don't get with a nigga that's sick makes you a real dummy He said I worship satan and he worship god why we can't work Nigga that's a cop out, bout to yo eyes pop out when I whip my cock out And say I seen you out of Roc house 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 niggaz get on they grit (And yo shit don't) We officially heads at the Lou Ou are through now Who growled at the Holy Temple Bandits style are too foul Sole and Tech, and you can bet never see em wet You sound like Chuck Rock, a little bit of DMX Now end this by sayin Regime Life and 56 Vil Said rappin on that niggas payin for him and his kids meals I bad for the nigga, so I'ma let it out A from me to you, Ex-Cousin, Retalliate and go get breaded out...
Why this nigga savin his flows for me? (He get paid) And why this nigga basin his whole on challenging me? (He get paid) Fuckin with 56 Villain get you Midwest Side chase him down with a choppa Motherfucker thinking gonna stopa wrong with his medullah oblongota Fuckin with 56 get you shot up Midwest side chase him down with a choppa Motherfucker thinking gonna stopa Something with his medullah oblongota (Outro) A gift from me to you, what you wanted, retalliate and go get yo bread (blows kiss)