[Verse 1: Tech The, the, the reason that I'm Seeping It gets me cheese, why I'm eaten in Bad Was deep in beef and was needin' some beats to in evenings Instead of me up and bleedin' with thieves and heathens with keys and obstacles Made it possible for the go to be profitable Yo Tech's audible, his product popped and was plausible God is so good for me music! Liftin', gettin' me though it I was fixing to lose it Dudes hit Big shit and reppin' the blue tip Fool's skipped Scoob scritch, we jumped in the 2 whip Full clips for who stick the for true grip My crew, thanks to music, we all through it Got me out of the ghetto, got me dinero In Cozumel, Mexico and Jordans and a sombrero gift ain't given from a devil, so settle 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 babes, I like prayed my mic Would never fade, slayed, days I write My cheddar raised up better, way high hyped My music's one reason I always get to lay my The reason Nina can comfortably say "Night, night" me, with original flow, so Hey! Why bite? I hear, I feel, I live, listen and I like...
[Hook: Kaliko] (I music) Yeah, I (I love music) For (I love music) And I (I love music) To (I love music) Go and play it (I music) Yeah, what I'm saying? (I love music) My (I love music) what I'm saying?
[Verse 2: Automatic when I do Manually, daily, monthly, I get a step closer to being the Acoustic got me foolin', about to it. Ooh, shit Jump in the grind, and my hom' Mean Mike it music pahtna I'm just a poet with rhythm Words arranged will let you he has incredible in him I don't mean to toot my own horn, but toot, ha ha I laugh because 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 Note with that B I'm truth And I got stories that I show you that it's proof 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 you dare say good music skipped my generation Your ain't nothin' but motivation for these compilations Oob!
[Verse 3: Kendrick is my life The why I write Like Edgar Poe on the beat, like a parasite You thought a parachute my flow just fall out the sky Then you fell apart into a part no one would buy Nobody tried my limits cause they're of heights The ambition, or gravity let 'em die I let you until a nigga compose a rhyme Then like a Rhino in your ass every time Time and time I treat my pen like The Pen Bars harder Pelican Bay and I been Servin' a life since the day I was ten Nine outta ten you only ten songs deep before you leap Into a pool of sharks swim That's an analogy on the way I do And I do this shit Before the verse end, I'll be in the Hall of Fame with my framed, friend
[Bridge: Krizz 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: Tech up!!!