[Verse 1: N9ne] The, the, the reason I'm breathin' heat It gets me cheese, why I'm in Bad Season Was in beef and was needin' some beats to release in evenings Instead of me being up and bleedin' with thieves and heathens keys and obstacles Made it possible for the go to be profitable Yo Tech's audible, his inaugural product popped and was God is so good for me music! Liftin', gettin' me though it I was fixing to lose it hit Big Scoob's shit and reppin' the blue tip Fool's skipped when Scoob scritch, we jumped in the 2 Full clips for who the homie for true grip My crew, thanks to music, we all through it Got me out of the ghetto, got me mucho In Cozumel, Mexico shorts and and a sombrero This gift ain't given from a devil, so Come and get this rebel music that's hot as a kettle, Saved my life, my lights, made my wife, say "Bye Bye" Gave my nights babes, I prayed my mic never fade, forever slayed, days I write My raised up better, faze way high hyped My music's one reason I always get to lay my The Tech Nina can comfortably say "Night, night" Blessed me, original flow, so Hey! Why bite? I hear, I feel, I live, listen and I like...
[Hook: Krizz (I music) Yeah, I (I love music) For real (I music) And I (I love music) To (I love music) Go and it (I love music) Yeah, know what I'm saying? (I music) My love (I music) Know I'm saying?
2: Oobergeek] Automatic I do this Manually, daily, monthly, I get a step closer to being the got me foolin', about to lose it. Ooh, shit Jump in the grind, and my hom' Mike produced it That's pahtna I'm just a poet incredible rhythm Words will let you know he has incredible in him I don't mean to my own horn, but toot toot, ha ha I because it's easier than do ray mi fa so la Ti do, we know he go say on that C Note And he can pay a C with that B Note I'm talkin' And I got stories that I show you that walkin proof A thousand miles of it and I can you what I'm walkin' through Music a hobby, it's an organ, of my body, that the creator provided back in January of '92 So you dare say good music skipped my generation Your ain't nothin' but motivation for these compilations Oob!
[Verse 3: Lamar] is my life The reason why I Like Edgar Poe on the beat, like a parasite You thought a parachute made my flow just out the sky Then you fell apart into a body no one would buy Nobody tried my limits they're afraid of heights The ambition, weak or let 'em die I let you live until a nigga compose a Then like a Rhino in your ass every time Time and time again I my pen like The Pen Bars harder than Pelican Bay and I Servin' a life since the day I was ten Nine times ten you only ten songs deep before you leap Into a pool of then swim That's an analogy on the way I do And I do this casually Before the verse end, be in the Hall of Fame with my picture framed, friend
[Bridge: Krizz And if it wasn't for my music, I be standing here! If it for my music, you wouldn't have nothing to hear, yeah And I love...
[Outro: Tech up!!!