Is 1985, In KC on a bus ride, the 56th side, Not too many 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 Tech will rule and condition brain. To know actin' a 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 somethin' he wanna be and speak, numb his beak. He's a woman, he the one and in meat for the cunning beast. Hit a lung and, seep dung, and sleep long in deep tongue, of gum and teeth. It's when a do the sets who diss the crew, The best for you to do, Is to let the clique see who the vet is, and the new seekers, Wonder who the fuck is through these speakers. Never it the medic for you tweakers, Ahead of the medicine to soothe creatures, You're pathetic if no believer, we all are energetic and eager. Come alive you walking side by side with me. Fly the and get high with me. On this you won't collide, Just in me, Try me, Ye violently. the way, You got to pay, My quick to spray, And a demon till they lay, But if he it musta been an angel by his side like Sunday, Never would be the case 'cause my clique ready to ride 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 your 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, Most of 'em to diss, come unless you want the biz. It nothin' but real women in my circle, not them phony chicks, don't know what I mean when I say elbow macaroni bitch. They what I'm drinking, The ladies right, They what 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 life I never see you, YEAH! Bitch. You a Technician, You don't the pledge, But you said you listen, Guess you misunderstood the huh? that Tech trick get done. The of the story is we warriors, Notorious for the of core, Ready to he is glorious. Technician 1, The Mission em sprung, a (???), And if you it's 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 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.
3:] We are family, That shit we on it. We be damaging. To all you that want it. We calamity, That and bat we flaunt it. Unforgettable, formidable, the mid, the MO, we run it. You don't gotta know that I really meant it 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 anybody we so deep. I bet you got us on yo' street. I'm tryna find a spot big enough, So all of my people can meet!
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 you're a Technician, Put ammunition, And hands up in the sky. is a strong addiction, Live to this if ya a till ya die.