[Tech song is dedicated to Brian B'zl Dennis and all of the 57th Street Rogue Dog Real Makers.
This one right for the Riot Makers! The moshers! The stompers! The breakers! We gon start shit 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!)
This is the moment for and thugs Strippers in body bags, Zippers and and drugs Poverty, a bunch of die in the clubs They say my music's 'em lose it, I write it in blood This is my music for all my missin my music Keep listenin to it, and like I said, get a 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 keep it's somethin Maybe in the music when it be it's crunk and it's hella Throw set up in the air is all the DJs really wanna play it over is lookin bloody and Satanistic Killas from everywhere to me when I be bustin shit i'm turbulence, some get nervous when I arenas promoters in Honolulu don't wanna see me 'cause they say that Somoans will riot on Tecca '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! MAKER! I don't give a damn 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 for Fat Tone and Mac Dre all of the who got gone on that day All my thats sittin in prison this is for you so wont you listen to the shit that I'm the law man the government they'll hymn yo ass up They'll do everything in power to get a fast buck 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 surfing couldn't hold back But they her, now she's unconscious with her skull cracked Now this happened, it wasn't even during my set They wanted me to a sign to post up the hospital debt Travis told me we got papers, I thought he was playin.. This bitch is suin Tecca for a hundred grand! 'cause I'm a..
RIOT MAKER! if you don't 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
Stand if you frightened! Yeah! Get back we fightin!
I'm a skyscraper.. That's why in my path is trynna get a little piece 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 money off the streets 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, nothin but time And I never raise my voice. You a bum, why should I on you? With a whisper I can drop a couple on you Sss..sss... sick rottweilers on you Killers out the windows of Impalas 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 with the redhead Do 57 shows in a three month Any bitch ass nigga fuckin with Tech gonna be found in park with his nuts in his neck
[Snug Like you ain't know, we put it down this Brim, Kansas City, Missouri, uzi,groupies,doobies, and fins Suzy Qs ain't no for the sin So your tongue, if you whoofin get ta shootin up at you and your bitch You just assume you tried the shoes, they fit You never knew that I lose you off in the section your dude in the ditch it's reppin dog, or movin them bricks I keep it gutta little homie, my records, see I'm doin it big As you can tell I no regular nigga... I'm filled with star qualities Gone end up with bitches thats naked... and watch the bra me It's always solo, you can't fake it.. so don't try ta 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 Invest yo boy, Kansas City hot boy It's fuck a hata, smoke some weed, get ya paper You can see me now or later, muthafuckin Maker. 'cause I'm a
[Tech 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 give a damn about nuthin! I'm a sly dranker... I'm a skyscraper.. maker
We will... shut muthafucka down We will... tear up your town!
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