[Tech This song is dedicated to B'zl Dennis and all of the 57th Street Rogue Dog Riot Makers.
This one right here's for the Makers! The moshers! The stompers! The breakers! We gon start shit off right! We got KCMO in the tonight! We gon start this off right! (Off right!) We got Nina in the house tonight! (Come on!)
This is the moment for riders and in body bags, zippers, violence and drugs Poverty, a bunch of minorities die in the say my music's makin 'em lose it, I write it in blood This is my for all my people missin my music Keep to it, and like I said, get a pistol and use it Satan shot my homie with a missile and blew it for the industry, he was one of the truest..
I don't know why they pumpin it's somethin Maybe in the music they wanna be it's crunk and hella haterific Throw set up in the air is all the DJs really wanna play when October is lookin and Satanistic Killas from everywhere listen to me I be bustin shit then turbulence, don't get nervous I wreck arenas Concert promoters in don't wanna see me 'cause they say that will riot on Tecca Nina 'cause I'm a..
RIOT MAKER! That's if you know... I'm a.. RIOT MAKER! mosh at my shows... I'm a.. RIOT MAKER! And I out bustin... I'm a.. RIOT MAKER! RIOT MAKER! I don't give a about nuthin! I'm a sly dranker... I'm a skyscraper.. maker
Hop in a pit fa sho! You push, you shove, you get elbowed!
Back on 'cause this for Fat and Mac Dre all of the soldiers who got on that day All my people's thats in prison is for you so wont you listen to the shit that I'm spittin? Fuck the law and the government they'll yo ass up They'll do everything in their power to get a buck No right or wrongs, just killer bees out for honeycomb But you'll find out, when you bind out, you can be if your money long Ever been to one of my shows? Yeah, it be crazy In Ohio, a got a little too hyphy, baby Stage diving and surfing couldn't hold back But they dropped her, now she's unconscious her skull cracked Now when this happened, it wasn't even my set They me to give a sign to post up the hospital debt When told me we got papers, I thought he was playin.. bitch is suin Tecca Nina for a hundred grand! 'cause I'm a..
RIOT MAKER! That's if you know... I'm a.. RIOT MAKER! They at my shows... I'm a.. MAKER! And I come out bustin... I'm a.. RIOT MAKER! RIOT MAKER! I don't a damn about nuthin! I'm a sly dranker... I'm a skyscraper.. Riot
Stand if you frightened! Yeah! Get back we fightin!
I'm a skyscraper.. That's why everybody in my past is trynna get a little of my paper Man I swear, the Nina will never love them, them when I'm rollin with and Snug Brim!
It's Skatterman, cat, Music's black sheep. (Why?) 'cause I'm still countin off the back streets Every city, every show, I got to heat This ain't no fucking rap song, my rap sheet I'm one of a kind, one into nine Blow your head of shoulders, dog, it's nothin but time And I never my voice. You a bum, why should I holler on you? With a whisper I can drop a dollars on you Sss..sss... sick them on you Killers out the windows of Impalas on you A man in the streets, I made grands Wrote lyrics about my life, an album, and made fans Now I'm chillin on tour with the redhead Did57 shows in a three month On the bitch ass nigga fuckin with Tech gonna be found in Swope park with his nuts in his
Brim] Like you know, we put it down like this Brim, Kansas City, Missouri, uzi,groupies,doobies, and fins Suzy Qs no excuse for the sin So watch your tongue, if you movin we come to up at you and your bitch You just assume you tried the shoes, and fit You never knew that I lose you off in the section with your in the ditch Whether it's reppin dog, or movin them I keep it gutta little homie, look my records, see I'm it big As you can tell I ain't no regular nigga... I'm filled star qualities I hang out with thats naked... and watch the bra swallow me It's always solo, you can't it.. so don't try ta follow me You still can't get back up on feet... You right back where you ought to be I see you failin Strange Music got it locked boy Invest yo stock boy, City hot boy It's really a hata, some some weed, get ya papa You can see me now or later, muthafuckin Maker. 'cause I'm a
[Tech MAKER! That's if you don't know... I'm a.. RIOT MAKER! They at my shows... I'm a.. RIOT MAKER! And I out bustin... I'm a.. RIOT MAKER! RIOT MAKER! I give a damn about nuthin! I'm a sly dranker... I'm a skyscraper.. Riot
We will... shut this muthafucka We will... up your muthafuckin town!
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