Tech N9ne LYRICS

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Tech N9ne - Colorado - lyrics

feat. B.o.B, Ces Cru, IMAYDAY!, Info Gates, Krizz Kaliko, Rittz & Stevie Stone
(x2)
You know it's that fire, I can't get no higher! Do, Do, Do, Do
I came to turn the night up, now watch me as I light up
[Tech N9ne]
I smoke in Amsterdam, in Denmark, Christiana!
Canada, then Germany, now everybody in this twist ganja
But when I go to my set, get home big Tech ???
Some of that new legal purple good colora-juana
[Stevie Stone]
[Tech N9ne]
(x2)
[Godemis of CES Cru]
Already know what it is
I'll get her open
Walkin' sideways
And I'm burnin' down the bush
I'mma hold it in and blow it in your face!
[Info Gates]
Uh, uh, Info Gates
[Ubiquitous of CES Cru]
(x2)
[Bernz of iMayday!]
Back in the Sunshine State
And droppin' * over my face
I just can't explain
Ease your pain
Up-up high, up-up high
[Wrekonize of iMayday!]
[Rittz]
[Krizz Kaliko]
A little bit of that sativa
Colora-do!

Tech N9ne - Am I A Psycho? - lyrics

[Intro]
I see you looking at me
Looking at me, so I ask
[Hook]
Am I a psycho? Am I a psycho?
Yeah I鈥檓 a psycho, I guess I鈥檓 a psycho
[Verse 1: Tech]
You鈥檙e crazy, I like you, but you鈥檙e crazy, my tours paid me
So I used that dough to allure ladies (?) bathe me
Never know that my minds for sure shady
Pure Hades, Rev X Stady couldn鈥檛 endure to save me
Why did I let this stripper burn me on the arm with a cigarette
In the same spot 10 times in a row when I felt that burn upon the clitoris?
I鈥檓a get her wet, sorry to get carried away, I feel stupid cause I ain鈥檛 did her yet
Maybe she never let a fine nigga stare at her breasts, I get vexed but I ain鈥檛 bit her neck
Open! I try to contain it but that damn dame thang鈥檚 soakin鈥br>Alter ego say why you let them gang bang folk in
Strange Lane hopin鈥I can maintain coping
But ain鈥檛 nobody talkin when the insane mane spoken
I like fire on my skin, blood on my draws
From up on her walls, I鈥檓 suffering, I鈥檓 stuck in her claws
Stuffed in her jaws, huffin鈥and puffin鈥(?) my balls
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Hopsin]
Mom? Dad? I鈥檓 no longer the boy you鈥檝e used to seeing
I鈥檝e changed a lot, plus I鈥檝e grown to hate every human being
My mood swings have now turned my dreams into gruesome scenes
Now I鈥檓 doing things I don鈥檛 normally do
When illusion seem to be the only pleasures I can gain
Heck, if I was sane I鈥檇 put down the mic and say ***** it I鈥檒l never rise to fame
But with the wicked records I contain, I could probably jump a 1000 name
No lovey-dovey let鈥檚 ignite the flame if you鈥檙e lucky you survive the pain
Sorry that ain鈥檛 very merry to say, why is this game so scary to play?
Well let me think, cause every day my balls are getting too hairy to shave
Pause a minute, I鈥檓 stressin鈥the game if I go to hell, than heaven鈥檚 is to blame
I don鈥檛 mean to come off crazy but you motha*****as seem to think that I鈥檓 hella deranged
When I was seven years old, I fell on my head and I severed my brain
If you think I鈥檓 lying then ask my mama nigga she鈥檒l go tell you the same
Should I be ashamed? No, I鈥檓 living my life so ghetto fabulous
Before you get bent outta shape let me ask you this
[Hook]
[Verse 3: B.o.B]
I stab you with this mic and rap this verse I鈥檓 rappin鈥to you
Matter fact I鈥檓 rapping through you, never say my mother*****ing name
Unless you absolutely have to I am not no *****ing jacket
With no matching shoes and you are not no fashion guru
Can鈥檛 even see you niggas, y鈥檃ll wish I was rappin鈥to you
Matter of fact act like I鈥檓 rappin鈥to you if that gives you passion
To use as an excuse to jump out of conclusion
That I鈥檓 attackin you dudes is just like old fashion voodoo
Y鈥檃ll ain鈥檛 even the shit, no ya鈥檒l ain鈥檛 even the doodoo
I got more flavor on the tissue paper under my Toobos
So I鈥檓 slapping you fools with wooden paddles you stupid
Baby sitting little bastards like little afternoon children
You can call me psychotic but it鈥檚 more like schizophrenic
And I can speak can anyone tell me just where my medicine is
Guess I gotta show these minors just what my avenue is
Man I swear I鈥檓 all up out of my brain like graduals students
I鈥檓 sorry, I didn鈥檛 mean to hurt your feelings
I see your tears, come here, give me your face, let me clear it
But I wonder how it would look if I could peel it back with a skillet
Then I鈥檓ma fill it crack when I hit it, then I鈥檓ma spill it back when you ill it
Dammit Bobit Moore, what in the hell, what in the heaven, what in the Earth
Where is your mom? Why do you curse? Where are you from?
Where was your birth? Where was you first? Why weren鈥檛 you in church?
Why is there dirt, all on your shirt? Man I think you鈥檙e going berserk..
[Hook]

Tech N9ne - Bad Season - lyrics

(feat. Krizz Kaliko, Nesto & Tonesha Sanders)
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
Everything was supposed to be all Jesus
Come ease us we really need to be free from evil deeds
Plus negros, hide in thee weeds waiting to see us
And we bust then they will bleed trying to seize us
Bad season, I'm ready to trip for that reason
Hire beef then go laugh when your ass vegan
I ask trees when cash is fast, and weed then gonna have cheese stacks
Then trash bags will have fees then
Yes sir that's why the milli is in thee dresser
For any motha f'er wanna test for Tech will get him wetter
Step into death your ex messing with a keffer
Never let your lover get put in less than a bed with a heffer
The mags breathing, these fags freezing cause cats teased him
And they passed on that evening
I flash B's, and sag my flags revving I blast heathins
If they had me in bad season
[Chorus:]
These things must mean bad seasons, and they must be for a reason
These things must mean bad seasons, and they must be for a reason
[Hook: Krizz Kaliko]
Hardly time for no hardey ha no laughter, (Ah, Ha)
Working them hard I can't leave no starving bastard, (Ah, Ha)
Pardon me if you see a star in me it startles me
And I ain't come to party but I'm always what inbottles me
[Verse 2: Krizz Kaliko]
I'm living for the chips for the extra, got too many deaths
And I'm trying to find the way out the selexta (AHHHHH!)
Jokes folks telling me gotta to bless ya
I ain't trying to Busta Rhymes, diffrence is there calling me besta (AHHHHH!)
My season is devil people receiving me
They party to my words but I don't think the motha *****as is beleving me
Half the time I think my eyes are deceiving me
Fat boy that boy o'er there keep there hands in the air
You can do me like a new kid (new kid)
Rocket till it's sputred (sputred)
Articulate to prove it but motha *****as is stupid (Okay)
Kali baby, and his thing never leaving (Ah, Ha)
Running out of breathe cause I'm breathing the bad season (*****!)
[Chorus:]
These things must mean bad seasons, and they must be for a reason
These things must mean bad seasons, and they must be for a reason
[Verse 3: Nesto]
[Chorus:]
These things must mean bad seasons, and they must be for a reason
These things must mean bad seasons, and they must be for a reason

Tech N9ne - Bout Ta' Bubble - lyrics

Dedicated To All The Dj's All Over The World, Man.
(one For The Treble, Two For The Bass
Come On Techa Nina, Let's Rock This Place)
Tech's In The Place, Everybody Get Mainy
Punks Betta Cuff Yo Lady, Can't Nobody Tame Me
Blame Me. For Keepin Her Runny Eyed Rainy
Ladies Used To Hate Me, Now They Comin Out They Panties
Girls On The Jock, Pocket Full Of Socks
Got Fat Knots, Somethin Gone Squat
?down, Puttin It Down, Down For The Block?
Tryin To Be Hot, But You Flop,
When You Shot To The Top But You Not... Dwam!!!
I Ain't Never Seen So Much Green
Than When I Seen When My Team Hit The Scene
It Must Be A Dream. Hit The Stage, Everybody Holla
Gettin Throwed, ?stripper Shows Throw Away A Dolla?
Father, I Don't Want To Leave Nobody Too Blessed
Cuz They Greedy In The Middle Of What I Do Best
You Fixin To See Me In The Tv With A Few Guest
We Bout To Bubble Baby, Get Ya Waterproof Vest
[hook:]
Bout Ta Bubble [6x]
Bout Ta Bubble, Baby [3x]
We Calculating
We Drinkin And Smokin And Humpin And Likin It [2x]
Yo, Get Ya Id, Passport, State Skippin
All Around The World, Busy With The Bass Hittin
We Ain't Come For Bustin Heads, Yea We Hate Trippin
When We Through Rockin The Shows, Man We Chase Kittens
J's On My Feet, Car Full Of Beat,
Trunk Full Of Heat, Caribou In The Seat
Frown, You Can Make A Song. Clown In The Street
Gimme The Beat And We Leakin
No Mercy For The Haters That Weep
On To The Next, Minnesota To The Netherlands
Veterans, Caravans, Gettin Chedder, Man
Round The World In A Day, Off In La
Oklahoma, Dallas, Kansas City To The Bay
Everybody Hifey, The South Really Like Me
Ill Bill Got It Where The East Coast Invite Me
Tech's In The Air When The Mood Really Strikes Me
Hey, We Bout To Bubble, So Imbedded In Your Psyche
[hook]
Hey, B-boys Hit The Flo' Wit It
Off In Jamaica Let Me See Ya Heel Toe Wit It
Clown And Crunk Wit It, A-town Stomp Wit It
At The Set, Jugglettes Make They Double D's Jump To This
House On The Hill, Hella Tip Drills
Paul Wall Said He'd Do Me Up A Red Grill
Busta Bus Circlin' The 5-6 Ville
Forty Water, He Told Me A Lot In This Business For Real
Stormin. In Salt Lake City Performin For Mormans
Out Of They Garments Before The Mornin, I'm Charmin
Leavin Em Torn, Mess With The Bull You Get The Horns
Nina Gets With A Beauty Best, It's Armin
Misery's Behind Me, Labels Tryin To Sign Me
Ain't Too Many Who Don't Know Just Who The Tech N9ne Be
Is She Lookin For Somethin With A Future So Shiny
Kansas City, Missouri Is Where She Gone Find Me
[hook]

Tech N9ne - Worldwide Choppers - lyrics

(Turkey)
(We started in the Midwest)(Now we 'bout to take it)
(All over the world, baby!)
(This is the pinnacle!)
(Yeah, Tech N9ne!)
[Tech N9ne]
Follow me, all around the planet, I run the gamut on psychology
They could never manage, we do damage wit' no apology
Pick 'em out the panic, a little manic 'cause I gotta be
Frantic, I'ma jam it 'cause I'm an oddity
Down for the trackin' like I'm grabbin' at my binoculars
I could pop at you, papa, 'cause I'm partners wit' Waka Flocka
Gimme the top of hip-hop and watch him make 'em rock
With a show-stopper, chakras poppin' off the (Worldwide Choppers)
If you anybody, you notice it
Take as the pinnacle, now the ideal nickel solos it
Little coders to pull again, wrote it quick and they quoted it
Yo, when it exposed, the flow be hold it, 'cause when that motor spit
A-bi-de-a, bi-de-a, never to get free of the rear
Better to get just near the mirror, ready to get near my heirs
Gimme the knock and I'ma chop it, he came and it went tomorrow
But I'ma lock it down and hop in the pocket like empanadas
Hit 'em up and get 'em up, I ain't done, I ain't did enough
Trippin' when I rip it, I be the X when I split 'em up
Sorta like I was liquored up and backin' up in the cup
Everybody be knowin' I be actin' up when I buzz
From Missouri to Canada, I be keepin' the stamina
If you never been a fan of the man, the planet's unanimous
Killa Kaz'll ***** anybody, Tech is calamitous
Leave 'em in the dust, anybody, Tech when I'm standin' up
Tech is hostile, he's awful
He really be wicked when he off in the bottle
You wit' it, you dig it, you never lost the apostle
He's thinkin' he can give it the Poe and toss it Picasso
Killin' everybody off is the motto
And I be the only chopper that's tossed in the brothel
You said it's pathetic, my head is off in the taco
I sped and you bled and you in the convo when I go
[Hook]
I'm light years
Ahead of my peers
Want some, you can come bring it right here
Can't clown me
Don't come 'round me
Bow down, I was crowned when they found me
(K.C.)
[J.L.]
Check it, I'm ahead of â'em, chop it up with the veteran
A legend developin', they gotta tell him it's evident
Gotta notice an elephant, none of you niggas relevant'
You delicate, I'm lovin' every second of this
(Denmark)
[U$O]
De vil alle tjekke når vi ligger det (They will all check it when we lay it)
kommer ind og smækker det beatet jeg vækker det (coming in and smashing it beatet i'm waking it)
i ved hvad der kommer ud af min mund (you know whats comming out of my mouth)
hanger med de vildeste gutter (hanging with the coolest guys)
det minder mig om vi stikker det af (it reminds me we stapping it (set on fire))
for de kalder mig alle vild worldwide chopper (cause they all call me wild worldwide chopper)
(Alabama)
[Yelawolf]
What if I ran into you wit' a Pogo stick?
Hopped up on top of you rappers like a Jehovah's Witness?
Wit' a photo of Jesus and a paper pamphlet
And I threw up more tracks like I was playin' Hamlet?
Syllable burnin', that internal damage
Swing, batter, batter, but then I lay back on a hammock
Under an oak tree, like I was peelin' pecans
But instead, I'm peelin' rappers' heads, makin' a sam-a-wich
Think I'ma turn into and put a bullet inside of a
Mother*****er from Westside, a 1987 box
I'm headed up, yeah, headed for bucks
***** 'em all, make 'em feel my dread like I had a head of locks
Feelin' rebuffed, like you had that shot
But I hopped on the *****in' beat and I worldwide chopped
Wanna I ***** wit' Tech N9ne, well, then fine
I smoke a beat wit' Mr. Busta Rhymes, well, sure, why not?
Really don't need to show any more of my *****
But I run across the stadium in a pair of your socks
In a trenchcoat wit' the pencil and a watch
Then drop a verse before you can focus to beat the clocks
Slumerican is out of control
Heat it up, beat it up, then I gotta go
But I'm a dump truck, just send another load
Peter Piper dump a pile of peppers in your throats
Wit' an alien probe
[Hook]
I'm light years
Ahead of my peers
Want some, you can come bring it right here
Can't clown me
Don't come 'round me
Bow down, I was crowned when they found me
Twista!
(Chicago)
[Twista]
Like I gotta focus up in my rhythm
Or loosen the venom and hit 'em and give 'em astig-a-ma-tism
And then I'ma spit 'em somethin' so full of vengeance
That everybody'll wanna devour the pieces of my enemies 'cause of cannibalism
Breakin' 'em off into particles, they get in a predicament
that be never reversible 'cause a nigga be too versatile
Makin' you nervous, you could never compete with the colonel
I burn you, I'm an immortal, and that's the reason I murder you
Focus on my hocus pocus and make a likkle magic
After I wreck and check ya, then ya best pick a better habit
'Cause I'm an anomaly, able to give a lobotomy
To any mother*****er challengin' my astronomy
Hoppin' out, I don't stop when the flame stone
Now one of the most popular choppers and my name's known
Throwin' it up in the air, takin' it there
We W-W-C, if you can't keep up, shoulda stayed home
My-my-my alien knowledge be makin' other astronomers
Welcome to Los Angeles, a discovery of palentology
So play me and I'ma be shinin' on them haters
I'm finna be usin' it as energy, watch how radiant I'ma be
Like a helicopter when the words fly
Entire families all the way out to you girl die
If I catch you *****in' with the most intricate lyricists
Or even try to stop us 'cause we choppers and we worldwide
And I'm
[Hook]
I'm light years
Ahead of my peers
Want some, you can come bring it right here
Can't clown me
Don't come 'round me
Bow down, I was crowned when they found me
(New York)
[Busta Rhymes]
See how they ask when I'ma stomp on my dude
And when I'ma ***** it and pop it, and what I'ma drop on my dude
Inevitably, instead I'ma be the most incredible dude
To ever spit on the record and put it together, my dude
And then they ask "What in the world is you provin'?"
"What, when you already the best? And what the hell is he doin'?"
Well, I'ma be choppin' and cuttin' and breakin' and beatin' and shakin'
And *****in' everything up 'til there ain't no further mistakin'
And bustin' everything up like a *****in' angry Jamaican
And shuttin' everything up, 'specially the ones who be hatin'
They lovin' everything until I got 'em stutterin' stupid<br>
You hear 'em now? D-d-d-d-don't do-do-do-do it!
P-P-P-Please? Wh-wh-wh-why you gotta t-try us?
W-w-w-w-we already know that you be the nicest!
And now I'ma come and kill 'em, get 'em, hit 'em, and finish 'em
And bang 'em in the head and diminish 'em, and then I'll
Hit 'em again at a minimum, repeat comin' to kill 'em
Then he be gotta be drillin' 'em, thinkin' They gotta be feelin' imma be
Spittin' lithium, see the way a nigga be spillin' 'em?
And gettin' 'em stupid to the point where there's no forgivin' 'im?
Hopin' you're listenin' and you're payin' attention
And you're witnessin' the way that I be crushin' on the mic
And gettin' in the zone, I be flattenin' and packin' in
People from the front to the back and
They got me actin' a fool, I'm blackin', nigga
Now I'm home!
[Hook]
I'm light years
Ahead of my peers
Want some, you can come bring it right here
Can't clown me
Don't come 'round me
Bow down, I was crowned when they found me
(Kansas City)
[D-Loc]
..make (something) retire instantly
I'm choppin', don't call me Michael Myers in my vicinity
The way I be killin' 'em with rhythm, it get illegitimate
The Yela will finish and end any predicament
And the enemies in the vicinity, I gotta mack up
They know they can never get wit' me whenever they mention me
The hands of a lyrical criminal, more deadly than chemicals
Check my resume, they say that your boy's biblical
(California)
[Twisted Insane]
..I dead 'em, I set 'em, and you can feel me
Diggin' up in your brain and bringin' the pain, and y'all fin' wanna kill me
Fillin' 'em with that fury, get up and hurry, you can feel the Remy
Comin' in wit' that shit, I'm havin' a fit, and you will never peel me
I feel you when I'm on top of you, look at the W
You been poppin' off, I'ma hit 'em up wit' a bullet to the (Brain!)
You can look into the eyes of a heathen, breathin', you're fiendin'
And dreamin' to find a demon, I'm insane, I'm a worldwide (Chopper)

Tech N9ne - Caribou Lou - lyrics

It's Like
151 Rum
Pinapple Juice, Malibo, Caribou, Get Them All Now
Make Baby Girl Come
Out Of Her Shell And Raise Hell
Don't Stop Till The Cops Come
Half A Bottle Of 151
Off Of The Jug With Cup Of Malibou Rum
Baby Thats Whats Up
Then You Fill The Rest Of The Jug
With Pinapple Juice, And Its Crackin
The Only Defect Is Wakin Up Like "what Happened?"
I Like Red Light Parties And Fed Right Bodies
Who Like, Red Like Dolly And Head Right Totties At Night?
Aribou Kay
Ou-la
Terrible Day
You Pay The Liquor Store Teller With No Hair-a To Braid
Tu Shay.
Get The Party Jumping
Keep The Hotties Humpin
I Like Them Thick And Juicy
So Don't Palatte Nothing
Drinkin To Much Lou
You Might Be Karate Punchin
Or At The Back Of The Club
Pretending The Naughty Lunchin
Satin,
Kool-aid Getchu Hella 151
November Dog
So Run Kitty Run
We Gon Drink It Untill We Done
Diddy Dum
Bum Biddy Bum
Here Kansas City Come So Give Me Some-
151 Rum
Pinapple Juice, And Malibou, Caribou Get Them All Now
Make Baby Girl Come, Outta Her Shell And Raise Hell
Don't Stop Till The Cops Come-!
[x2]
I See Double
I See Triple
Might Be Trouble
Might See Pistols
We Aient Tryin To Hear You Hata's Suckin On Sickles
We Livin It Up In To Double It Up On Sizles?
One To Your Maybro
Unto Your Day Go
Why I'm The One To Drink It
Under The Table
And All The Ladies That Were Doing Time
Want You To Become A Member Of My Drinkin Club
You Will Find Tech N9ne
Tryin To Tell Her Truely Get *****y
Yes I Even Do El Words
In The Fruity Bazoodi
Like To Drink It And Yell Slurs At The Movie
If I'm Hitted, Im Off To Get A Caribou Lou To Cool Me
(created) By Tech Nizzle And T-wizzle
One High Day.
We Mixed It Up
And Then I Say We Drink Caribou-bizzle Like
I Ladie
Originated In Kasnas City, Missouri
Since 19-95 Baby.
151 Rum
Pinapple Juice, Malibo, Caribou, Get Them All Now
Make Baby Girl Come
Out Of Her Shell And Raise Hell
Don't Stop Till The Cops Come
151 Rum
Pinapple Juice, Malibo, Caribou, Get Them All Now
Make Baby Girl Come
Out Of Her Shell And Raise Hell
We Gon' Party Till The Cops Come
151 Rum
Pinapple Juice, Malibo, Caribou, Get Them All Now
Make Baby Girl Come
Out Of Her Shell And Raise Hell
Don't Stop Till The Cops Come
Tar Bender I Need A Drother Nink
Release Caribou Lou And The Party Is Utter Kink
Insane Mainy
Keep Em' Comin Then I'll Remain Zainy
Cause I'da Say Baby
I'm Tryin To Make You My Main Gamey?
For The Rest Of The Night
Girl You Sexy And Tight
Come To Mi Casa And See These Shock Reflects And Your Right
Groupies At 12 O' Clock
Man I'm Prawl I'll Go
Ya I'll Recruit Em
But Aien't Betten On Crap And Thats All I Know
Yeap In My White Tee And Nikes
You Might Sight Me Slightly Heifin
Might See Dry Heav
Die We Shall Not Need I-v's
Beside Me Siamese
(tech, Huh, You Not Makin Any Sense)
I Might Make Her Wanna Swa-wing A Prada
But Once I Get Up On Em' I Can Do My Thing I Gotta
Hey Batta Batta Batta Batta Swa-ing A Batta
He Cannet He Cannet He Cannet Swa-wing A Batta
151 Rum
Pinapple Juice, Malibo, Caribou, Get Them All Now
Make Baby Girl Come
Out Of Her Shell And Raise Hell
We Gon Party Till The Cops Come
151 Rum
Pinapple Juice, Malibo, Caribou, Get Them All Now
Make Baby Girl Come
Out Of Her Shell And Raise Hell
Don't Stop Till The Cops Come
151 Rum
Pinapple Juice, Malibo, Caribou, Get Them All Now
Make Baby Girl Come
Out Of Her Shell And Raise Hell
We Gon Party Till The Cops Come
151 Rum
Pinapple Juice, Malibo, Caribou, Get Them All Now
Make Baby Girl Come
Out Of Her Shell And Raise Hell
Don't Stop Till The Cops Come
It Goes 151,
Malibou Rum
Pinapple Juice
Baby We Havin Some Fun- Yeah

Tech N9ne - ***** Food - lyrics

Yeah
Ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah
Yeah
Yeah-uh
(Can you see?)
Aaaahh-ah-ah
(She's mine)
Aaaahh-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah
(She's miiine)
Aaahh
[Tech N9ne]
Mmm
Yum, a stick of 5 gum is the taste on my tongue
But for the right one, I’ll spit it out and place her right on
The night’s young, meaning we minus the bright sun
And I’m numb like I’ma sight 'em like white on the right bun
Like that one, baby stacked wit’ a fat one
Action-packed wit’ a rack and a little bit of that Jack she’s past done
Got a 36-pack of Magnums, I’m Vlad and I'll bag
and put a ***** in a sack and I'll break her back
And then I gotta go and leave a lash from the passion
(I’m crazy) Sick as hell for the ladies
They don’t give a damn that I’m manic
Even though I’m so shady
Baby girl, but don’t play me
I ain’t tryna have no babies, but baby
You braised and so savory
Wanna excite ya, ignite the fight, so honey, taunt me
I just wanna bite you and watch you drip out, Romani Kandi
That’s 11 Gs, angel from heaven, she’s
Seven threes, hot egg and cheese for Pain Tech and Weeze
[T-Pain]
I know what you sayin’
But you know I ain’t playin’
Tryna get my dick sucked through my jeans
And oh-oh
(The girl sure look like ***** food to me)
(Girl-girl sure look like ***** food to me)
Spin that booty ’round, drop it to the ground, let it make a sound, do-do it, baby
Do it like that, lemme see the kitty-kat, then I hit (her in the back with a baby)
(Girls sure look like ***** food to me)
(Girl-girls sure look like ***** food to me)
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
[Lil Wayne]
Uh, now put that ***** on my lip and dip
Yeah, let’s make a movie, I’ma flip the script
Yeah, I wax that ass like Q-Tip
Yeah, float in that ***** like a cruise ship
Uh, ’cause I’m a nasty mother*****er
Yeah, I eat that ***** like the last supper
Yeah, I beat that ***** like brass knuckles
Heh, she call me daddy and she scream “Uncle”
Open up and spread, I’m pullin’ her hair, she pullin’ my dreads
I’m breakin’ her off, we breakin’ her bed
***** her like a dog, she shakin’ her leg
I’m killin’ it soft, I’m makin’ it red
I’m makin’ her talk, I’m makin’ her beg
I’m makin’ her crawl, I’m makin’ her run
I’m makin’ it numb, I’m makin’ it cum, I am
Young Weezy F. Baby
She wish she could make a copy of my dick and save it
(Ha-ha) Now close your mouth, don’t waste it
I got that ***** food, baby, come taste it
Tunechi!
[T-Pain]
I know what you sayin’ [Wayne: Uh!]
But you know I ain’t playin’ [Uh!]
Tryna get my dick sucked through my jeans
And oh-oh
(The girl sure look like ***** food to me)
(Girl-girls sure look like ***** food to me [I say the girl sure look like ***** food to me])
Spin that booty ’round, drop it to the ground, let it make a sound, do-do it, baby ['ey!]
Do it like that, lemme see the kitty-kat, then I hit it from the back for the baby
(The girl sure look like ***** food to me [girl sure look like ***** food to me])
(Girl-girls sure look like ***** food to me [I say the girl sure look like ***** food to me])
Oh-oh-oh-oh (repeated)
[Tech N9ne]
When I get my mittens on this kitten
She’ll be bitten, then she missin’
‘Cause she *****ed up and let the Tech in
Canceled all of her ex men
If you think you got a nigga, say it witcha chest in
I’m gon’ be your sex friend, rippin’ off her dress, then
Nibblin’ on her neck and I’m makin’ her wet wit’ no question
Yeah, animal magnetism, no sadomasochism
Got way mo’ cash to give ‘em, but they don’t ask, just twist ‘em
I don’t have to give ‘em stacks for me to mash within ‘em
I’m they master, hit ‘em with a lash and a nigga fast to stick ‘em
And I like ‘em all colors, multi-mack and make ‘em all love us
And make ‘em do all of us, and we don’t be trippin’ on it ’cause we all brothers
Y’all's focused, as I be trippin’ over broads, ***** it
The policy we keep is cards shuffled
The *****’ll wanna let her jaws touch us, ball-crushers
Anybody outside don’t get much news from me
‘Cause I get it in but I keep it on the hush (Who’s the G?)
I'm stressed, you agree, that she stuck doin' for fee
But the girl sho’ look like ***** food to me, 'ey
I don’t know what you feel
I don’t know what you think
I don’t know what you see, my nigga
(The girls sure look like ***** food to me)
(Girl-girls sure look like ***** food to me)
I know what you sayin’
But you know I ain’t playin’
Tryna get my dick sucked through my jeans
And oh-oh
(The girls sho’ look like ***** food to me)
(Girl-girls sho’ look like ***** food to me)
Spin that booty ’round, drop it to the ground, let it make a sound, do-do it, baby
Do it like that, lemme see the kitty-kat, then I hit it from the back for the baby
(Girls sho’ look like ***** food to me)
(Girl-girls sho’ look like ***** food to me)
Now you see what I see
The lady’s mine, mine, mine, mine
Mine
Now you see what I see (Can you see?)
The lady’s mine, mine, mine, mine
Mine

Tech N9ne - God Complex - lyrics

[1st verse]
And God said
Let us make man in our image
According to our likeness
Let them have dominion over the fish
Of the sea
Over the birds of the air
Over the cattle
And over all the earth
Projected image
Across my soul
Saying
Cant die
Many
Death situations
But that aint
Why
I got the
Spirit of an angel
Mixed with demoniac
Ways of living
So this means
Ill beat the evil
Out of a non-believer
Until praise is given
But I know
Torture is evil
Though it says in the
Bible
You got to be
Righteous spirited
For the
Arrival
Im righteous and wicked
But I wonder
Can I go
If theres a heaven
But on earth its
Survival
Connected with angels
But to demons
Im vital
Approaching with hate
Oh yes its
Homicidal
Like denouncing selena at
Cinco de mayo
Certain death
Oh no
Oh no
Im on the
Road to heaven and
Hell
Dont even bother me
Ever since eleven and
Twelve
Ive been that prodigy
Though life has never been
Swell
Somewhere theres gotta be
Where a good samaritan
Prevails but
They get straight sodomy
So I learned the ways of
Man
Grands
Filling my pants
Gun in my hand
For the demons
On the land
On the other hand
I really am
Angelic
I aint got to stress it
You can tell it
Look into my eyes
No surprise
Im half cupid
Half relic
He who
Treads the path of the beast
Is also he whos sins are repentable
But if you ever
Ever ever ever
Hurt a god
Then we got to do away with the genitals
Dont ever do something youll regret
Do away with all these goody goody
Law abiding mutha *****as
And let there be tech
Nigga
[bridge]
If anybody say
***** me
Everybody say
***** you
Cause they know my shits
Pure
Soul serving
And
Plus true
If anybody say
***** me
Everybody say
***** you
Odd one tech
Got that God complex
[hook]
Get on your
Knees and pray
If you step in our way
Cause we spray till they decay
The ones who hate everyday
But how long
Must we flash and pop
How long
Must we show demons
We cant be stopped
Get on your
Knees and pray
If you step in our way
Cause we spray till they decay
The ones who hate everyday
But how long
Must we flash and pop
How long
Must we show demons
We cant be stopped
[2nd verse]
Can they ***** with you
No
Their brain frames are too
Slow
The villain will kill em
With new
Flow
If youre hating me
This is for you
Blow
Ive been to humble
With yall niggas
Time to rumble
With yall niggas
Me and don juan forever
We getting figures
Me and the rogue dogs we kicking
It getting richer
All these fools
Thinking they gonna stop me
Im about to make us a million
Just watch me
Everybody thinking they heated
But they sloppy
Nigga thats why
You never be selling copies
I will
Rise above all of you
Regardless
Of my skrill
That aint got shit to do
With techa the
N9nes skill
Bust on you rapper cats
And proceed to make
Mill
Five six vill
I be seeing em
Down at mardi gras
Getting flows off
Everything getting
Showed off
Not me
Try to mock me
On a record heads
Getting blowed off
Freestyle I admire
But every week
Youre giving away fire
Your rappers license expired
Leaving nothing to be desired
Oh God bless
This pacticular rapper in kc
No matter how hard you try
You cant ***** with me
First
Learn how to do choruses
Then try to get people to trust you
Everybody wanna be the special
If anybody say
***** me
Everybody say
***** you
[hook]
Get on your
Knees and pray
If you step in our way
Cause we spray till they decay
Everything you built
The ones who hate everyday
But how long
Must we flash and pop
How long
Must we show demons
We cant be stopped
Get on your
Knees and pray
If you step in our way
Cause we spray till they decay
[bridge]
The ones who hate everyday
But how long
Must we flash and pop
How long
Must we show demons
We cant be stopped
[3rd verse]
If I offended you in anyway
Maybe the shoe fits
Either that
Or youre just plenty gay
If youre like me
You dont give a damn
Youre just enjoying the flow
To all the people
Who were offended
Im about to offend you
Some more
Is god
White
Brown, green, red
Or even blue
Is he american
Arabic, mexican
Or even jew
And wanna be the chosen few
Everybody wanna be
But theyre gonna be
Through
Till
You do right by me
Everything that you do
Is gonna be whack
Is bout to crack
Everything you did to me
Is coming back
Nowhere to scat
And I say that
Cause I know jesus christ
And God is black
And they coming back nigga
If anybody say
***** me
Everybody say
***** you
Cause they know my shits
Pure
Soul serving
And
Plus true
If anybody say
***** me
Everybody say
***** you
Odd one tech
Got that God complex
[hook]
Get on your
Knees and pray
If you step in our way
Cause we spray till they decay
The ones who hate everyday
But how long
Must we flash and pop
How long
Must we show demons
We cant be stopped
Get on your
Knees and pray
If you step in our way
Cause we spray till they decay
The ones who hate everyday
But how long
Must we show demons
We cant be stopped

Tech N9ne - Absolute Power - lyrics

[1st Verse]
Ain't no way you bout to stop this sickness from the
Deepest darkest part of misery psycho alpha schizo
Get your chick she digging me
A.B.S.O.L.U.T.E. P.O.W.E.R.
See me clownin', look at all you player haters
frownin'
Raw, God said kill'em all Tech's backs to the wall
Fighting 4 my life and Imma bust back till they fall
And I ain't even slangin' them thangs I'm hollin' 187
If you trippin' with strange
I'm really real with it,
like my homey A.J. say deal with it
Pushin' and pullin', fightin' 4 the mill ticket,
in a minute imma do it like a villain
Imma get'em in the middle of a Bomb,
put'em on the spot till the funk go pop and
I bet he never have another quam.
Tech nizzle, when I'm thizzled it's who B you
rollin' with
Dave, Trav, Violet Brown and 3DQ
Hootie Hoo
for those who not knowing that Mizzou thee true,
Imma tell ya like the swedish would say it;
sug min kuk
[Chorus]
Absolute power
That's the only way to roll
Absolute power
They love us everywhere we go
Absolute power
Tecca nina's bout to blow
Absolute power
Absolute power
[Repeat 2x]
[2nd Verse]
I do hip hop, and I mix it with the hard rock
Designing this rhyming 4 climbing
Tech N9ne he's unwinding
The shining it's blinding,
greedy so we constantly grinding
I been in the game 16 years making rap tunes,
raising hella havoc up in the classroom
now in 02 you can watch me
clownin' diamonds shining watchin' dvd's on
The Hachitachi
It's all Jesus, now I keep the crowds pumpin' they
Jumpin' get back to the tele we rollin' and stickin'
Somethin' racing to the main line absolute power
Is having Halle Berry and Juliet Lewis at the same
time
Oh that's how strange niggas run, listen to the villain
With the gun associated tongue we're close to the
end but not done
the Tech's just began begun
beginning to begin to have fun
The curse, is tryin' to put me in the hearst
but I will not tumble first things first,
took a lot of shit and I can't take more
***** Jay Farries and everybody
Down wit'em and ***** JCOR.
[Chorus]
[Repeat 2x]
[3rd Verse]
Thanks to Strange Music I'm comin' and all my
Enemies they runnin' now all my haters bummin'
cause I was summoned,
we Kansas City players
and we bout sold game,
we make it so that Tech N9ne is a household name
How many points you got? I got 50 here's a
question to the censorship committee
who's the biggest gangs of niggas in the city,
my villains are Gritty,
Big Scoob, Txx Will, Bakarii,
rest in peace Short Nitty
Power the evil way is power the people say
Rebel yellin' with felons and my pockets are swellin'
This beats from Berlin Germany throwin' up Mizzizy
So ain't no other city concerning me
I teach it and I speak it very loosely
Stamina gunnin'
got player haters running profusely
Now I got the parents pissed and
Ready to noose me, cause they know that
Absolute power corrupts, absolutely
[Chorus]
[Repeat 4x]

Tech N9ne - American Horror Story - lyrics

[Hook:]
I want skin for my bed, spread
I swear the sky just bled, red
I buy, twitch my neck, bread
I'll take them to my bed, dead
[Verse 1 - Ubiquitous:]
I might've lost my mind, how did I get this far
I thought about how I, kill you for laughin' at my business card
Feels like I been discarded, And I really don't get this part
Everyone is high and mighty, until they get disarmed
I'm livin' in this darkness, I got a twisted heart
I got a lethal mind state, you got a vicious bark
And there is no catharsis, no remedy to cure my ill
I know my soul is tarnished, they'll never know how to serve that feel
Black blood on the white walls, do a design in the droplets
Psycho what you might call, but my mind is spotless
Do you like Phil Collins, have you ever heard this album
Even if you know how the song ends, you will never know that I'm out of
My mind I'm above the law and I caused it all this mayhem
Whatever you say when speak is, childish crawl in the playpen
Everything falls into place and, black gloves and a tight grip
Sittin' on a chest of my victim, if you breathe I'ma squeeze 'til ya lifeless
[Hook]
[Verse 2 - Godemis:]
I might've gone AWOL, maybe I blurred the line
Clock ready and alarm set, I know it's murder time
I gotta find my mind, even if only a piece
I'm better off behind, down here where we know no peace
And the clouds don't move when the wind blow, put a seed in the soil but it didn't grow
They say I gotta odd sense of humor, killer clown sittin' still by the window
Tough links in a crimson cape, sat there with my lipstick smudged
I got a glitch on my headpiece, somebody come and fix this bug
Gotta protect the king, follow a black shogun
Cover the neck in bling, swallow a black hole sun
Lookin' down at my shitlist, wonderin' how did it get so long
I'd rather be the one pissed off, than to ever be the one pissed on
Amen I'm an animal inside, feedin' on everything in the open
I've been caught with a loaded weapon, red-handed the barrel still smokin'
And I'm hopin', that they waitin' for me to break a leg I'll be takin' the cast off
Tryin' to wash away all my sins, in the shower with a handful of bath salts
[Hook]
[Verse 3 - Tech N9ne:]
Smellin' like Hugh Parsons, to get a victim when it darkens
Then I'm hit them with a jargon, ***** her with no rubber
Then burn a ***** I'm an arson
Then have a lot of drinks 'til I'm barfin'
When I went to do the verse for the martian
He told me to put the people up on the milk carton
Keep a knife sharpened then he laughed like Cartman
I got stigmata markings, pardon when the beast get the bar end
I put the, I put the evil in my art when the angel let go of me
And took what the demon bargained
I'm gonna make a change but I'm Harkin
If you cannot tell me when the sex startin'
I got the kind of heart like spartan and I'm enemy scarfin' then I watch Johnny Carson
If you think I'm harsh then, Strangeland not the place to be parkin'
I guess this is the part when, I tell them all that I'm part hen and part sin
Winning about Noah's ark getting carp and the book is so colorful gotta listen to Darwin
Because you like a perfect margin, and that makes my dick harden
So I'm comin' over with the sparklin' (wine)
Get to itchin' when it's carvin' (time)
Ain't no matter what the gods in (line)
Ain't nobody's 'bout to stoppin' (N9ne)
I'm so twisted I think I created the water our women and our men
Thinkin' their gonna take it for a swim, so now I got to throw the sharks in
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