Is 1985, In KC on a bus ride, From the side, Not too knew that it was alive, But spread it so now they tied to Technicians worldwide.
1:] Listen! Trying to is the mission, We you a position, Where Tech will rule and your brain. To know a fool is the vision, Lou is tradition, And the way to be to your living is strange. We in peace, But if you be dumb and beef, A gun is he wanna be young and speak, Imma his beak. He's a woman, he the one and brung in for the cunning beast. Hit a lung and, seep dung, and sleep long in tongue, full of gum and teeth. It's when a Technician do the who diss the crew, The thing for you to do, Is to let the clique see who the vet is, and the new seekers, Wonder who the fuck is coming these speakers. Never forget it the for you tweakers, Ahead of the medicine to soothe creatures, You're if you're no believer, 'cause we all are and eager. Come alive when you side by side with me. Fly the skies and get with me. On this ride you collide, confide in me, Try me, Ye violently. the way, You got to pay, My people to spray, And a demon till they lay, But if he breathing it musta been an angel by his side Sunday, would be the case 'cause my clique ready to ride when I say:
Technicians! Owoh! Owoh! Owoh! Others got a clue, They through, Suspicion. We do, The Shit, We do, if you not with the crew, you is our mission. If you're a Technician, Put ammunition, And your up in the sky. This is a addiction, Live to if ya a Technician till ya die.
2:] My all know what a Bianca is, Most of 'em to diss, Don't come you want the biz. It nothin' but real women in my circle, not them phony chicks, That don't know what I when I say elbow macaroni bitch. They know I'm drinking, The ladies right, They know I'm thinking, The even hype, The be geekin', The red, the black, and white, The beef seekin'. All of my here, and the bullies(?), Are equal fear. Cuz I'm to (?), And get the peers, Out of my life I never see you, YEAH! Bitch. You a Technician, You don't the pledge, But you that you listen, you misunderstood the Shit huh? Disrespect that Tech get done. The moral of the is we warriors, Notorious for the of core, Ready to he is glorious. number 1, The leave em sprung, a (???), And if you listen a gun.
Technicians! Owoh! Owoh! Owoh! Others got a clue, comin' through, Suspicion. We do, The Shit, We do, 'Cause if you not the crew, you is our mission. If a born Technician, Put ammunition, And hands up in the sky. is a strong addiction, Live to this if ya a Technician ya die.
3:] We are family, That Tech we on it. We be damaging. To all you punks want it. We calamity, That snake and bat we it. Unforgettable, formidable, the mid, the MO, we run it. You don't gotta know that I really it when I said that I was gonna make the mainstream go me. Still like I'm poppin' a pillow, Off of the killer, More like I was molly in '03. We can take we so deep. I bet you got us on yo' street. I'm tryna a spot that's big enough, So that all of my can meet!
Technicians! Owoh! Owoh! Owoh! Others got a clue, They through, Suspicion. We do, The Shit, We do, if you not with the crew, you is our mission. If a born Technician, Put ammunition, And hands up in the sky. is a strong addiction, Live to if ya a Technician till ya die.