[Tech This song is to Brian B'zl Dennis and all of the Street Rogue Dog Villians Real Makers.
This one right here's for the Makers! The moshers! The stompers! The breakers! We gon this shit off right! We got KCMO in the tonight! We gon this shit off right! (Off right!) We got Tecca Nina in the tonight! (Come on!)
This is the moment for riders and Strippers in body bags, zippers, violence and Poverty, a of minorities die in the clubs say my music's makin 'em lose it, I write it in blood This is my music for all my people missin my listenin to it, and like I said, get a pistol and use it Satan shot my homie Maintain a missile and blew it for the industry, he was one of the truest..
I don't know why keep pumpin it's somethin in the music they wanna be bumpin it's crunk and it's hella Throw set up in the air is all the DJs really wanna play October is lookin bloody and Satanistic Killas from everywhere listen to me when I be bustin then turbulence, don't get when I wreck arenas promoters in Honolulu don't wanna see me 'cause they say that will riot on Tecca Nina 'cause I'm a..
MAKER! That's if you don't 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 give a about nuthin! I'm a sly dranker... I'm a skyscraper.. Riot
Hop in a pit fa sho! You push, you shove, you get elbowed!
Back on 'cause for Fat Tone and Mac Dre all of the soldiers who got on that day All my people's sittin in prison this is for you so you listen to the shit that I'm spittin? Fuck the law and the they'll hymn yo ass up They'll do everything in their power to get a fast No right or wrongs, just killer bees out for honeycomb But you'll out, when you bind out, you can be free if your money long Ever been to one of my shows? Yeah, it might be In Ohio, a chick got a little too hyphy, Stage diving and crowd surfing couldn't back But they dropped her, now she's with her skull cracked Now when this happened, it even during my set They wanted me to give a sign to post up the hospital When Travis told me we got papers, I he was playin.. This bitch is suin Tecca for a hundred grand! 'cause I'm a..
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 don't give a damn nuthin! I'm a sly dranker... I'm a skyscraper.. maker
Stand if you frightened! Yeah! Get 'cause 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 never love them, plug them when I'm with Skatterman and Snug Brim!
It's Skatterman, cat, Music's black sheep. (Why?) 'cause I'm countin money off the back streets Every city, every show, I got to heat This ain't no fucking rap song, check my rap I'm one of a kind, turn one into Blow your head of your shoulders, dog, it's but time And I raise my voice. You a bum, why should I holler on you? a whisper I can drop a couple dollars on you Sss..sss... them rottweilers on you Killers out the windows of Impalas on you A made man in the streets, I made Wrote lyrics about my life, dropped an album, and made Now I'm chillin on with the redhead wonder shows in a three month summer On the deuce bitch ass nigga with Tech gonna be found in Swope park with his in his neck
[Snug Like you ain't know, we put it down this Snug Brim, City, Missouri, uzi,groupies,doobies, and fins Suzy Qs ain't no for the sin So watch your tongue, if you movin we to shootin up at you and your bitch You just assume you the shoes, and they fit You never knew that I lose you off in the section with dude in the ditch Whether it's reppin dog, or movin bricks I keep it gutta little homie, look my records, see I'm it big As you can tell I no regular nigga... I'm filled with star qualities I hang out bitches thats naked... and watch the bra swallow me It's solo, you can't fake it.. so don't try ta follow me You still can't get back up on your feet... You back where you ought to be I see you failin Strange Music got it locked boy yo stock boy, Kansas City hot boy It's really fuck a hata, some weed, get ya papa You can see me now or later, muthafuckin Riot Maker. I'm a
N9ne] RIOT MAKER! if you don't 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
We will... shut this down We will... up your muthafuckin town!
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