[Verse 1: Tech The, the, the reason I'm breathin' heat It me cheese, why I'm eaten in Bad Season Was deep in and was needin' some beats to release in evenings Instead of me being up and bleedin' thieves and heathens with keys and obstacles it possible for the flow go to be profitable Yo Tech's audible, his inaugural popped and was plausible God is so for giving me music! Liftin', me though it when I was fixing to lose it Dudes hit Big shit and reppin' the blue tip skipped when Scoob scritch, we jumped in the 2 whip Full clips for who stick the homie for grip My crew, thanks to music, we all through it Got me out of the ghetto, got me dinero In Cozumel, Mexico shorts and and a sombrero This ain't given from a devil, so settle Come and get this rebel music hot as a kettle, pendejo Saved my life, paid my lights, my wife, say "Bye Bye" Gave my babes, I like prayed my mic Would never fade, slayed, days I write My cheddar raised up better, faze way high My one reason I always get to lay my pipe The reason Nina can comfortably say "Night, night" me, with original flow, so Hey! Why bite? I hear, I feel, I live, and learn I like...
Krizz Kaliko] (I music) Yeah, I (I love music) For real (I music) And I need (I music) To feel (I music) Go and play it (I music) Yeah, know what I'm (I love music) My (I love music) Know what I'm
2: Oobergeek] Automatic when I do Manually, daily, monthly, I get a step closer to the coolest got me foolin', about to lose it. Ooh, shit Jump in the grind, and my hom' Mike produced it music pahtna I'm just a poet with incredible Words arranged will let you know he has 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 he go say what on that C Note And he can pay a C Note with that B I'm talkin' And I got stories that I show you that it's walkin A thousand miles of it and I can show you what I'm through Music ain't a hobby, an organ, of my body, that the creator provided back in January of '92 So don't you dare say good skipped my generation hatin' ain't nothin' but motivation for these compilations Oob!
[Verse 3: Lamar] is my life The reason why I Like Edgar Allen Poe on the beat, like a You thought a made my flow just fall out the sky Then you fell apart into a part no one would buy Nobody tried my limits cause afraid of heights The ambition, or gravity let 'em die I let you live until a nigga a rhyme Then it's like a Rhino in ass every time Time and time again I my pen like The Pen Bars than Pelican Bay and I been a life sentence since the day I was ten Nine times outta ten you only ten deep before you leap Into a pool of sharks then That's an on the way I do casualties And I do shit casually Before the verse end, I'll be in the of Fame with my picture framed, friend
[Bridge: Kaliko] And if it for my music, I wouldn't be standing here! If it wasn't for my music, you wouldn't have nothing to hear, And I love...
[Outro: N9ne] up!!!