[Tech N9ne Talking] A stallion Ass like pow Chest like bang Lips like ooh An angel mane But she had the devil's eyes I had to have her cat
[Verse 1] Pass me the 151 and coke cat And later we'll find where the dope at but hold that I seen something so fat That wish I could've drove back To get my codac Strip teeasa! Loving who got the visa Got up and she will please ya Not of then she don't need ya Product Gucci Felecia It's a duty to feed ya Amnesia Caribou and tequezia Off the turnbuckle baby bub I have the booties and boobies It was nootie so cootie was a cutey I gotta get neara I got mucho dinero Look at her look at herself in the mirror Moving like Shakira Made my way To the front of the stage 100's for days Big body I wanted to praise Will she get with a nigga? maybe! She bent over and said thanks and I whispered in her ear
[Chorus x2] Tech: I love the way you make it slither baby Every night when I come through That looks like something that I want to run through Girl: You want some, ooh Tech: You know I want to Girl: Baby we can have fun too (I love the way you make it slither baby)
[Verse 2] Well she asked me for a lap dance And Trav said she too fine, fat chance Boy I'm Tech N9ne I rap and I slap hands With millionaires plus I got stacks man She approached me slowly Holy moly Chef Boy are Dee's cheese and beef ravioli Hold me close Nose be ope How much evil can dough provoke How much she told me nope Cause this one was on her I'm hoping I can get the chance to put it on her She slithered on me put the booty in my lap and got to gyrating Was I waiting For the pushing grabbing and vibrating But this is really when my pupils got to dilating What kind of magical hocus pocus was I facing Over and over I tried to explain it the best that I could She put the mouth on the crotch of my pants and said (HERRRRRH) [Hook]
Tech: Shit Girl: you like that baby? Tech: How about me and you leave here baby so we can do that shit you just did Over and over again
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 3] Said she needed 400 to tip out I whip out The grip so quick so we can dip out The trick house Told my homies not to poke they lip out I'm going to rip out The guts and try to throw my hip out Now it's time to trip out Got at the bitch house Was three fine female roommates my homies missed out Took me to her room and threw me right on the bed Got right on the head What a wonderful night it was said Then along came 3 36 double D's Sizes kissing and licking on me They coming to do what Wake my dude up But one of them bitches bit me on the neck and drew blood Then the other and the other Instead of bud lovers I'm trapped with blood sucking motherfuckers for eternity Brought me here to straight feed on a nigga All because I said to a stripper (I love the way you make it....Slithaaaaaa!)
[Tech and Girls Talking]
La La Land featuring Gina Cassavetes,Gina Cassavetes
<i>[Chorus]</i> He won't play me on radio cause they be on Punk shit daily on, industry's a shady one <i>[Repeat 4x]</i>
<i>[Verse 1]</i> Don't nobody wanna deal with a nigga that got it together For real and even think his own thoughts Everybody wanna do what everybody else doing the copy cat is what They been taught, Imma get in the brain of the lame I contain pain and imma give it to the rap game The way you're doing it the way you're persuing it you're Gonna ruin it villain it's a god damn shame.
Are you ready for the real here we go now, Most on the radio can't flow now, Everyday I gotta cut the radio down Sound like another pac or an O-Town You can't have a contest or a show down When two cats got the same kind of flow sound Tecca Nina I'm coming to put the mo down Run up in the record label with a four pound
Am I too versatile cursed to drown in the bowels Of the earth man I'll be first to growl and burst out the vowels Of the original murderist verse out the mouth Big Tech N9ne's gonna be the one running the race That's real I'm speaking to everyone in the place I can deal with you don't like the drum And the bass if you can deal with a mother fucking gun in your face
I can't get with it, record labels and the industry is sick with it P.D.'s some really don't know a hit for shit Kick the bitch if you diss my hit, you might get pistol whipped Catch'em in the hall, hitt'em in the jaw Give it to the fans they can get it all Cause the industry is punks, Tech I'm ready to get krunk I'm comin' to straight dump with a pump
<i>[Chorus]</i> <i>[Repeat 4x]</i>
<i>[Verse 2]</i> How many 2 pacs and JZ's and Master P's can they conceive? Don't they know a few gloc's 380's and master keys will make'em bleed How you gonna say black people won't listen to this or don't listen to that Like saying a fool can slang cane a fool can gang bang but never will get hit with a gat
You better get your story straight cause I ain't no devil for real I'm a rebel for real that Tech N9ne is on some other level for real You're a pebble to real niggas songs like Psycho Bitch and Real Killer Einstein nigga that's a mill stealer the idiots say black folk won't feel us
What you think we dumb? Do we all gotta run when the heat come? Showing original tongue it'll be fun but the mother fuckers want the bums And the weak ones Suge Knight punked The industry quick that's because most the industry's bitch nigga I'm a man I don't be running from nobody we deal with niggas who trippin' and giving us shit
Radio won't play the unk fay thought they wanted rap To advance but they ont day when I die imma aunt hay Every industry faggot who giving money to an unk pay Tech and Tekneko get people involved from KC to Mexico Strapped with that fat desert eagle run up on the industry And let the heat go
<i>[Chorus]</i> <i>[Repeat 4x]</i>
<i>[Verse 3]</i> You can look into my E.Y.E.'s and you can see why these Mother fuckers don't wanna see my steeze Cause imma killa when lyricals come undone I do miracles And I come from the kingdom of rumble drums And hums become bumbles, I'm the one that begun the gun tongue get sprung Got everyone comin' in bundles
Act like a bitch treated like a bitch, act like a chump Treated like a chump when the funk jumps what you gonna want? Ain't gon want nothin' industry punks you can run but ya can't hide from the ride You can say that it's dope but I won't buy it, you can think Tech 9 Really won't fly but I got a killer ear and a killer eye
Def Jam take chances in my opinion, they give advances to the niggas That's really on universal loud laface, that's some of my favorites But the ones who call the shots most of 'em on some hater shit.
That other shit, for ya mother sis or your brother bitch Not no lover lick, packing blackened fat and blubber shit Yeah, the radio dead cause the industry is punks put the Double barrel to its foe head
[Tech N9ne] I be bustin (bustin) parents be fussin and cussin Cause all I talk about is silicone and muffins (muffins) So if you didn't come to hear some strips clubs hits Then get the hell on cause I'm gettin my mail on; I'm hustlin I'm talkin about foes and I'm talkin bout fans and kitties I'm talkin about hoes and I'm talkin bout Kansas City That's where I dwell wit wit, my my bills And I I, I will pop hot rocks for real Venomous, when it gets HOT The Tech straight killin hatas, when it gets ROCK The sex rates genemater, so don't miss SHOT Spits quick game inovator Chick generator quick trip James Lemonator This is the beginin of blingin and houses and women Welcomin angels and demons and cowards are sent it I'm alive and well but demise will bring ghost stories When I rise in hell them alive will still vote for me [Hook]2x Watch out, cuzz here comes Tecca Nina Roll out, cuzz here comes Tecca Nina Drop down, cuzz here comes Tecca Nina Cuzz here comes Tecca Nina Cuzz here comes Tecca Nina Cuzz here comes Tecca Nina [Tech N9ne] Bonzai, baby every once I Smokin and drinkin and poppin so hurry come fly Cuzz I plenty rolled, and I got plenty dough And we got plenty hoes, we roll on 24's What it is, what it was, what it shall be What the bliz, what the L, where the Belvi Caroboulu is 151 and Malibu Rum and pineapple So what's this weakness you tryin to sell me I represent, the Rougue Dawg villain niggas Betta repent, the foes all feelin triggas You got me tempt, we rolls all billa scrilla Roll call villain killas, froze y'all fill in millas This be the best time To bust ya best rhyme You bring ya best rhyme I'm on yo next line And when I flex mine I see respect signs Call the request line And just say TECH N9NE! [Hook] [Tech N9ne] They call me Tecca Nina, that be my nick name I often wreck arenas, most of em chicks man Spoil us wit checks and visa, that's how we spit game Havin them bless the weiner, I love to get brain Four chicks in the back of the truck Backin it up, suckin on tongues laughin it up Gased in the cut, bustin the buns slappin it up Quick wrappin it up, we trust wit no funds Then passin the butt Absolute when I shoot the shit Choose the chicks wit flows that you used to get Take 'em to Adams house, and rat 'em out Or take 'em down to Wes' get breastes up in ya face And scat 'em out Make room, for the crew and beats that thump I got the sickness horny chicks mighty mind be
[Pre-Hook]2x Moma say stop or I'm gonna tell poppa
[Hook] This is the town where the clowns put it down baby Moma say stop or I'm gonna tell poppa Close the door befo ya child here the sound baby Moma say stop or I'm gonna tell poppa
* - Tech raps these lines in between at double speed
[Tech N9ne] The killa clowns in ya town raisin all hell * Tecca Nina wit the stamina comin to damage ya Buckin the bammer when I bust wit a bang And it ain't no clause that say fraud ain't no tall tale * Women love when I hit when I cover the booty They givin it to me but it ain't no thang We reppin KC MO fellas and the ladies know * That we comin wit the killas I'm wit the gorillas The villians that get ya when you disrespect us Even the babies know Tech Nina got crazy flow * We be givin the women the willy we sick of the hatas want to pays us betta get this record This is important we be courtin every place we go * Get you up in the room and drippin up wit the groom I give it to you anyway you want to have it Baby is a horse and yes of course I'ma have to break the hoe * Leavin the kids at home I want to bone alone We hoppin up and down like jack rabbits So many kids put this on they daddies mind * Never will I ever put 'em out there like that Feelin that I did Tecca Nina take it right back Tellin 'em that they mommy's boyfriends Tech N9ne * Don't be lookin at me like you really want to fight cat All Tecca Nina want to know is where the mic at
[Hook]2x
[Tech N9ne] 151, Malibu Rum, and pineapple juice * For those that don't know that's Caroboulu Warranted in Missou We havin fun got some buns on some yack abuse * Rouge Dawgs gonna rep it and smoke a lot Regime, Outlawz, Duece Click in a zoo Stack up when you wit the nut house we gonna have ya * Takin everything up in the book from X and the puff You lookin to get took Abracadbra, 151 and coke is viagra * Give it to me, give it to me, give it to me Gotta real love from havin the bed shook Look I'm hella fed up wit all the silly rumors dawg * Sayin that we got dropped JCOR That never ever happened I mean what do they know We kept our head up and now moneys comin to us all * We kickin it wit Strange wollowin fame Givin the game only when I say so So crack some bud wit me, demons get some love wit me * Doin what you gotta do to get what you gotta get It gotta get it all Tecca Ninas on a roll Get on some shrub wit me, two cases of bud wit me * What you gonna do to get the women on crunk I'ma hit 'em wit the funk got 'em all like OOOO!
[Hook]
[Tech N9ne] One, then comes the two to the three and * That was the anthem no this the anthem Hella rockin the planet again you can't stand it again Huns, they then comin through to see me man * Then I de-pants 'em and I bust at random In a bit I'ma land 'em, dock, women I ram it again Raise, I love to get high and get paid * Why do I want to stick 'em wit another hit out of abyss Baby you don't want to miss the ISH Babes they love to come by and get laid * Why am I at the pinnacle when I rip it I'ma kill 'em in this To the hatas I gotta send 'em a gift Bump this in your ride or in the club * Givin everybody what they need I give it all so they give it all back to me Hatas don't you hide just show some love * Do you dig it I'ma rep the be
[talking] Slacker: a person who shirts his work or duty A person who evades military service in the wartime Hehehehehe.. I know one thing man I'm gonna have my kicks before the whole shithouse goes up in flame Youknowhat'msayin? heheheheh.. Eat, drink, and be merry, tomorrow you may die That's what life's about man, good times, a little salad Haha...
[Verse One: Tech] Yo yo I'm a product of reganomics, neurotic They sayin homage is gone up, inhaling chronic The oddest I'm stayin honest - I'm bout to make it famous So you can take that J-O-be
[Tech N9ne Talking] A stallion Ass like pow Chest like bang Lips like ooh An angel mane But she had the devil's eyes I had to have her cat
[Verse 1] Pass me the 151 and coke cat And later we'll find where the dope at but hold that I seen something so fat That wish I could've drove back To get my codac Strip teeasa! Loving who got the visa Got up and she will please ya Not of then she don't need ya Product Gucci Felecia It's a duty to feed ya Amnesia Caribou and tequezia Off the turnbuckle baby bub I have the booties and boobies It was nootie so cootie was a cutey I gotta get neara I got mucho dinero Look at her look at herself in the mirror Moving like Shakira Made my way To the front of the stage 100's for days Big body I wanted to praise Will she get with a nigga? maybe! She bent over and said thanks and I whispered in her ear
[Chorus x2] Tech: I love the way you make it slither baby Every night when I come through That looks like something that I want to run through Girl: You want some, ooh Tech: You know I want to Girl: Baby we can have fun too (I love the way you make it slither baby)
[Verse 2] Well she asked me for a lap dance And Trav said she too fine, fat chance Boy I'm Tech N9ne I rap and I slap hands With millionaires plus I got stacks man She approached me slowly Holy moly Chef Boy are Dee's cheese and beef ravioli Hold me close Nose be ope How much evil can dough provoke How much she told me nope Cause this one was on her I'm hoping I can get the chance to put it on her She slithered on me put the booty in my lap and got to gyrating Was I waiting For the pushing grabbing and vibrating But this is really when my pupils got to dilating What kind of magical hocus pocus was I facing Over and over I tried to explain it the best that I could She put the mouth on the crotch of my pants and said (HERRRRRH) [Hook]
Tech: Shit Girl: you like that baby? Tech: How about me and you leave here baby so we can do that shit you just did Over and over again
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 3] Said she needed 400 to tip out I whip out The grip so quick so we can dip out The trick house Told my homies not to poke they lip out I'm going to rip out The guts and try to throw my hip out Now it's time to trip out Got at the bitch house Was three fine female roommates my homies missed out Took me to her room and threw me right on the bed Got right on the head What a wonderful night it was said Then along came 3 36 double D's Sizes kissing and licking on me They coming to do what Wake my dude up But one of them bitches bit me on the neck and drew blood Then the other and the other Instead of bud lovers I'm trapped with blood sucking motherfuckers for eternity Brought me here to straight feed on a nigga All because I said to a stripper (I love the way you make it....Slithaaaaaa!)
<i>[1st Verse]</i> Don't you come near me cause the devils sittin' next to me I drink my drink and smoke my weed and pop my extacy. Then add some GHB and mushrooms to the recipe, this means I'm really letting the beast within get the best of me
If you can hear me, I need help I'm caught and I'm stuck and I'm trapped in me self don't understand This fucked off hand that G. delt lazarus help Me cause he's hazardous to T's health.
He set trippin' he's tryin' to get a nigga killed And get a nigga pealed the other side is gonna rid Him in a field no sentimental feelin's sit'em in necro Buildings, I tried to tell'em where you going you will Not see your women and your children.
He popped 15 hits of ex in one night, licked big titts Had sex with some dikes and he won't use protection For my erection constantly makin' me get that Penicillin injection
Wait, I hear voices speakin' from inside I'm out front wit it he creepin' and he hides I can't help but notice he's kinda stuck up Imma Let it slide but in the mean time shut the Fuck up, and just ride.
<i>[Chorus]</i> I'm a psycho baby It's about to drive me crazy Backwards <i>[Repeat 2 times]</i>
<i>[2nd Verse]</i> When I was younger I used to faint at the sight Of blood, now that I'm older I noticed it ain't at the Sight of blood now the sight of blood equals the very First sight of love, menstrual cycles feelin' like you right At your height of drugs
Bleed 4 me baby angel hart rage fuckin' you makes Me feel a murderous sensation blood mixed with Ejaculation cum bustin' bump heads till concussions After we done fuckin' if I can't get the spirit I've won Nothin'
I got children, and a wife he's thinkin' of Leaping off of buildings taking flight. By Now somebody should have killed him, end his Life but too many mutha fuckers feel him and his mic
Somebody stop him cause he's fuckin' up my lively Hood, with me trapped inside this psycho how can I be good to my wifey if it's remotely close to a Punani he's in it monster runnin' us back and forth to The free clinic
If you're a friend, time to say too da loo Cause ain't no possible way he can ever be true To you, cancel your appointment to do the do If he wants to kill himself what the fuck you Think he wanna do to you?
<i>[3rd Verse]</i> I am a nightmare walkin', psychopath talkin' brain Deteriorating cause of x pill poppin' I got More troubles what ever you got it doubles And triples and quadruples having fantasies of eating Nipples and noodles
Drugs take the pain away, used to have a lot of love But now it fade away The fact that women love the music and they open Their legs 4 a psychopathic nigga that's so fucked up in the Head is beautiful
For my family this isn't suitable (devil bitches alert) (No) gotta recruit a few this niggas gonna do me Harm I'm drugged up and I'm torn look at this Mutha fucker he colored my hair orange
You can't touch me everybody loves me listening to my Music children are getting ugly. If I told you everything I was thinkin' it wouldn't be G. tellin' you how many Crossed my path just wouldn't be me
But they know cause they way lo how bout some ex And fry and ya yo and fuck a ha hlo a lot of Jim Beam To have grim dreams would be healthy I'm trapped In a psychos body can you help me?
Girl: Hey Tech N9ne: Wassup? Girl: You want to get high? Tech N9ne: Watchu got? Girl: Whatever Tech N9ne: Let's do it Girl: You feel it yet? Tech N9ne: Yeah (echoes)
[Tech N9ne] Fall into a spell way deeper than hell Sensation was given to me from my homegirl Chelle Told me, since I was in pain and I like to rebel This Motorola I'm givin you will suit you real well Ten minutes twenty minutes thirty minutes feelin funny Butterflies (Jeah!) My eyes dilate another size Overwhelming since of love Got these nutts so sprung Walk up to a stranger baby Can I suck yo tongue? Tinglin baby got me feelin mingling baby This is a hella higher learnin than singleton baby One minute I'm cold next one I'm heat (Jeah!) Give me some, Big Red so I don't grind my teeth This is deep I take another one (Jeah!) And another one (Jeah!) And another one Uh oh here comes the other one (Jeah!) I'm simulated main I'm hella blown away And all my problems that I had have all gone away (Jeah!) I'ma pop another pill and I'ma take a sip of Carabou to wash it down (Jeah!) You thinkin I'ma overdose I never had a moment that'll turn a nigga round (Jeah!) I really want to get you but I gotta do my dick is in the bed I want to start (Jeah!) I feel I want to fuck you but my dick is really numb and I don't see me gettin hard (Jeah!) She told me to take this cap of GHB with a gulp of Mountain Dew with glee So I could possibly end my existence (Jeah!) GHB, ain't no need for resistance (Jeah!) Ecstacy (Jeah!) Yeah!
[Tech N9ne] I'ma tell y'all a lil' story man, yaknahm'sayin? {*thunder*} Yo this is a song about, somebody who did me wrong dawg I thought you was my homie man.. I guess not Fuck it...
You was supposed to be my, dawg Homie when I first met you what was told to me was, fraud What a shocker, and imposter, I've been crossed, I lost ya My best friend turned out to be an enemy, that's endin me Hidden, no sympathy, no empathy either, homie I never denied ya Nuttin that you wanted - women? I never playa-hated I hooked you up, booked you up from the beginning This enemy had love for you, shared blood for ya When ya wanted to dig I dug for ya nigga But you a double-crosser, nasty hand-tosser I shoulda known you was evil - when ya told me you was cool for we could be sex fools when we under the steeple, the retrieval I'm tryna get my life back No more stoppin women from puttin a knife at ya cap Remember when we was kickin it, bitches was givin it everyday We did it in everyway, but the respect went away You got a mind of your own now You're grown now, can I ask you a question? Did you forget we kinfolks nigga, we the same complexion? I'm stressin -- you was always in front of me so I listened Everyday you wanted me on a mission I even let you have sex with my lady like a G Infatuated with you and not me I sucked it up, I got back wit her, you fucked it up By lettin her know I was creepin around, with every chick in the town, BUSTER! I shoulda known not to trust ya Listen I'm losin my life because of you! I lost my life because of you! I'm losin my wife because of you! I even had sex and a baby with the crazy bitch you introduced me to! Now I'm straight depressed, I hate your flesh But fate was just, belate to Tech, laid to rest Everytime you got drawers, you made my poor little life fall Nigga ya got balls - you ain't never had a partner like me REAL, I never ever sold ya pipe dreams Personal yes it might seem, nigga when you was burnin I went to get the doctor's side cleaned Looked out for ya health, and this is the respect I get? Hater, ya neck I'll slit, but I cain't 'cause I'm attached to ya And I don't know why, sometimes I wish you would just die That would eliminate all this hurt Maybe I could get up outta all this dirt, ya caused me So strong, nothing could stop you, not even cerebral palsey I can't believe it; my best homie turned on me You musta forgot we grew up together I'm through, life is over now, there's nothin else to do Point the finger and blame it on you...
[Tech + (sung)] (It's all because of you, you, you) I lost my girl, my world, is upside down because I found you wasn't shit (It's all because of you, you, you) Broke us in two, you untrue, don't know what to do, I'm talkin to you (who?) my dick...
