[Tech This song is dedicated to Brian Dennis and all of the 57th Street Dog Villians Real Makers.
This one right here's for the Makers! The moshers! The stompers! The breakers! We gon start this off right! We got in the house tonight! We gon start shit off right! (Off right!) We got Tecca in the house tonight! (Come on!)
is the moment for riders and thugs Strippers in body bags, Zippers and violence and Poverty, a bunch of die in the clubs They say my music's makin 'em lose it, I write it in This is my music for all my people my music Keep listenin to it, and I said, get a pistol and use it Satan shot my homie Maintain with a missile and it for the industry, he was one of the truest..
I don't why they keep pumpin it's somethin Maybe in the music when it be it's crunk and it's haterific Throw your set up in the air is all the DJs really wanna it over is lookin bloody and Satanistic Killas from everywhere listen to me I be bustin shit i'm turbulence, get nervous when I wreck arenas Concert promoters in Honolulu wanna see me 'cause they say that Somoans will riot on Tecca 'cause I'm a..
RIOT MAKER! That's if you know... I'm a.. MAKER! They 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 nothin! 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 who got gone 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 man the government hymn yo ass up They'll do everything in their power to get a fast No right or wrongs, just killer out for your honeycomb But you'll find out, when you bind out, you can be free if your long been to one of my shows? Yeah, it might be crazy In Ohio, chick got a little too hyphy, baby Stage diving and crowd couldn't hold back But they dropped her, now she's unconscious with her skull Now when this happened, it even during my set They wanted me to give a sign to post up the debt When Travis me we got papers, I thought he was playin.. This bitch is 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.. RIOT MAKER! And I out bustin... I'm a.. MAKER! RIOT MAKER! I don't give a damn about nuthin! I'm a sly dranker... I'm a skyscraper.. Riot
Stand if you frightened! Yeah! Get 'cause we fightin!
I'm a skyscraper.. why everybody in my path is trynna get a little piece of my paper Man I swear, the Nina will love them, plug them when I'm rollin Skatterman and Snug Brim!
It's Skatterman, cat, Music's black sheep. (Why?) 'cause I'm still countin money off the back Every city, show, I got to pack heat This no fucking rap song, check my rap sheet I'm one of a kind, turn one into Blow your head of your shoulders, dog, it's but time And I never my voice. You a bum, why should I holler on you? With a whisper I can a couple dollars on you Sss..sss... sick rottweilers on you Killers bustin out the windows of on you A made man in the streets, I made Wrote about my life, dropped an album, and made fans Now I'm chillin on tour the redhead wonder Do 57 in a three month summer Any bitch ass nigga fuckin with Tech be found in some park with his nuts in his neck
[Snug Like you ain't know, we put it like this Snug Brim, City, Missouri, uzi,groupies,doobies, and fins Suzy Qs no excuse for the sin So watch your tongue, if you whoofin get ta shootin up at you and bitch You just assume you tried the shoes, ain't fit You never that I lose you off in the section with your dude in the ditch Whether it's reppin dog, or them bricks I it gutta little homie, look my records, see I'm doin it big As you can I ain't no regular nigga... I'm filled with star qualities end up with bitches thats naked... and watch the bra swallow me It's always solo, you fake it.. so don't try ta follow me You still can't get back up on your feet... You right where you ought to be I see you failin Strange Music got it locked boy Invest yo stock boy, Kansas hot boy It's really fuck a hata, smoke weed, get ya paper You can see me now or later, Riot Maker. 'cause 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 give a damn nuthin! I'm a sly dranker... I'm a skyscraper.. maker
We will... shut this muthafucka We will... tear up your town!
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