Is 1985, In KC on a bus ride, From the side, Not too knew that it was alive, But they spread it so now they tied to worldwide.
1:] Listen! Trying to is the mission, We you a position, Where will rule and condition your brain. To actin' a fool is the vision, Lou is tradition, And the way to be true to your 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 meat for the beast. Hit a lung and, seep dung, and sleep in deep 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 through speakers. forget it the medic for you tweakers, Ahead of the medicine developed to creatures, pathetic if you're no believer, 'cause we all are and eager. Come alive when you walking by side with me. Fly the and get high with me. On ride you won't collide, Just in me, Try me, Ye violently. the way, You got to pay, My people to spray, And buck a demon till lay, But if he breathing it musta been an angel by his like Sunday, Never would be the case 'cause my clique to ride when I say:
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 if ya a Technician till ya die.
2:] My all know what a Bianca is, of 'em want to diss, Don't come you want the biz. It ain't nothin' but real women in my circle, not them chicks, That don't know what I mean I say elbow macaroni bitch. They what I'm drinking, The ladies right, They know I'm thinking, The babies hype, The be geekin', The red, the black, and white, The soldiers seekin'. All of my here, and the bullies(?), Are gonna fear. Cuz I'm to (?), And get the peers, Out of my I never wanna see you, YEAH! Bitch. You a Technician, You don't the pledge, But you said you listen, you misunderstood the Shit huh? Disrespect that Tech get done. The moral of the is we warriors, for the hordes 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 your up in the sky. is a strong addiction, Live to if ya a Technician till 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 meant it when I said that I was gonna 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 find a 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 your up in the sky. is a strong addiction, Live to this if ya a till ya die.