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1. _ I'm A Playa
[Verse 1]
If you see me lookin' clean cut
Matchin' from head to toe dippin' with a mean strut
Throwin' and blowin' green stuff hella creamed up with a bling cup
Ain't no wicked we can kick it if you blue or beamed up
If you, see me step off in the clubber with some pros
With about 6 of 'em cut no longer waiting to be chose
And if you hear me tell my homies anything goes
With these chickens dippin' to Davy's right when the clubber close
If you see me on the grind getting' mine
If you bust in the room and find me hittin' yours from behind
If you hear me bustin' rhymes rippin' each and every time
If I got it at capacity and you still got a line
If I'm rollin' on dubs, if it's K-Town bud
If they showin' me love with a red rug at the club
If you see them hatas giving me mugs, ladies giving me hugs
It ain't no rocket science it's because
[Chorus]
I'm a playa
I'm a playa
I'm a playa
I'm a playa
I'm a playa
I'm a playa
I'm a playa
I'm a playa
Oh oh I'm a playa
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[Verse 2]
I'm a playa in every sense of the word ya heard
I'm getting' money from these dummies flip your chick so absurd
I'm a playa and I pop collars
I'm a playa when I don't or when I do drop dollars them rot weilders
She don't want no softy sayin' he do when he don't
She don't want no perpetrating 9 to fiver trying to flaunt
She don't want no punk that can't get it krunk
No she don't that's how it go so my homie Kaliko tell'em what she want
She want a playa not thugs on dubs
We be rollin' them 22's and 3's pop ludes and V's
I'm in hot pursuit of a prostitute Kaliko knock boots gots lots to shoot
Im pullin out the latex and given it to who's next
And fool'em pull a brewnet wit unforgettable sex
She's oohin-oohin' sweat and I ain't telling who's wet
And I ain't getting loose yet so who's next 4 group sex
[Chorus]
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[Verse 3]
Never ever tell ya love where else you get your love
Move in groups no one on one when you hit the club
And you should know this if you call yourself a wicked thug
If you creep to the movies throw away your ticket stub
If you sexin' learn this lesson when you wash off
Just use hot water don't put no soap on your wash cloth
That way when you get home no questions you won't leave her bent
Don't be a dope and use the soap cause it will leave a scent
Don't tell a #2 that she's your one and only
Cause if she know it's way easy to go her own way
If you talking chickens to your secret home hey
Always go the back way to confuse'em just take the long way
To all the ladies if you playin' throw ya hands up
To all my fellas if you playin' throw ya grands up
This is 4-eva baby having clever thangs I'm a playa
Mother fucker and I bet I'll never change
[Chorus]
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2. _ Slither
[Intro]
It was a Friday night and me and my homeboys
Decided to celebrate our departure from JCOR
So you know us, we had to go to the strip clubs
Everybody said they wanted to go to DJ's so we did.
So we get up in DJ's and we got V.I.P.
The owner shows us a lot of love, so he takes us
To our seat and Trav orders a round of 151 and coke
4 all of us, and that's when I seen her
A stallion ass like pow, Chest like bang,
Lips like ew, an angel man but she had the devils eyes,
I had to have her cat
[Verse 1]
Pass me the 151 and coke cat, then later
We'll find where the dope at, but hold that, I seen
Somethin' so fat that I wish I could've drove back to
Get my kodac
Strip teaser lovin' who got the visa got it then she will
Please ya nada then she don't need ya prada Gucci for leisure
It's her duty to feed ya amnesia caribou and tequiza
Off the turn buckle baby bubba had the booty and boobies
It was a nudy so cudie was a cutie I gotta get near
Her I got a mucho deniro look at her look at herself in
The mirror moving like shakira
Made my way to the front of the stage hunits for days
The body I wanted to praise will she get with a nigga
Maybe she bent over and said thanx and I whispered
In her ear
[Chorus]
I love the way you make it slither baby, every night
When I come thru that looks like somethin' that I
Wanna run thru, (you want some ooow) you know I want you
(Baby we can have fun too)
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[2nd Verse]
Will she ask me for a lap dance? Then Trav said
She too fine fat chance, boy I'm Tech N9ne I rap
And I slap hands with millionaires and plus I got stacks
Man
She approached me slowly, holy moly, Chef Boyardees cheese
And Beef ravioli hold me close nose be op, how much evil can
Dough provoke (How much?) She told me nope
Said this one was on her, I'm hoping I can get the chance
To put in on her she slithered on me put the booty on
My lap and got ta girating, was I waiting for the
Pushin' 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 tried to explain it the best that I could
She put her mouth on the crotch of my pants and said (hddddddd)
[Chorus]
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[3rd Verse]
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 their 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 3
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. Sizes kissin' and lickin'
On me and they comin' 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 others, instead of bud lovers
I'm trapped with blood suckin' mutha fuckas 4 eternity
Brought me here to straight feed on a nigga all
Because I said to a stripper I love the way you make it'
SSSLITHER.
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3. _ Gunz Will Bust
[Verse 1]
I know you know this is Kansas City
Where nigga life don't mean shit
So step to and immediately get yo dome split
I pack heat for days run street wit K's and hollow's
On a concrete crusade you made the pill now swallow
You never thought tomorrow
You see me beam up all strapped down wit a pump
Searchin' for the niggas on a hunt
Jerkin' on the trigga when I dump
It's not a game dude my killaz will mangle
Anything in my range fool
When hatin' get framed moved
We play the same rules
Bussin' all 32 shot
Lookin' to murder you
Glock they never heard of you
Shocked that I'm comin' servin' you
Snug brim get flashin' innocent til I'm provin' guilty
Snug brim get to blast in
And fuck the homicide charge I got expazito
A mob figure plus a lawyer and do work for kiloz'
You know the steelo real niggas never talk just listen
This deuce shit comin' wit heat up out the kitchen
[Chorus]
Rough niggas in the street will bust 4 the bread
And meat deuce 57th Street and 7 deuce be packin' heat punks
Get the fuck away from we, for we buckin' these mutha fuckin' G.U.N.Z.
Dem no won fuck with us
4 what I believe I will die
Dem no won fuck with us
If any hataz wanna try
Hands gon throw gunz with bust
Real niggas run the streets with they gats up
Everything you got and owns getting' snatched up
[Verse 2]
If you're my enemy my energy
Your rhymes are elementary get lost in penitentiaries
When I begin this century so mention me
And Imma heat the track up if it's loo of you demons
I suggest you go get back up
Load the mac up don't slack up Imma act up on
Any mutha fucka that think he got his clown suit on get
Stepped on destroy your mind you're wasting your time
Cause when I spit a fucking rhyme I got a million in line
To listen to me, a bitch to do me nick naming me hollow tip with a stand off clip
That'll kill your click and will kill your brain if you can't maintain
Better slow your roll boy money hungry ain't no ho boy
That's for sure boy and ya know boy I'll whip your ass like four boys
You're a decoy I'm the real thang I'm a genius you're a pea brain
Get pissed on and whipped on so who you talkin' shit on Imma spit on
Any negative spirit that step to me try to take my soul
From under me but I got a lifetime warranty
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
Skatterman cat
Persistantly dirty
From KC
Where in the drought we pay 50 for birdies package short
I call Snug and just give him the word he take ya face
Before he tell on me they'll get him 4 purgery
Hustla's shoot shit
Rob shit
Loot shit
Hard core convicts
Mob shit
If you snitch, killin'em on Tech's new shit (new shit)
Dude we crossin' the color line
Nuff money
Nuff weed
Make a tuff nigga colorblind
We rap 4 curb servers
That hop in and out of cars
Rep 4 cats wit 3rd murderers
That pop in and out of bars
D12, Strange Music, Rogue Dogs
Regime, Duce Click, Doe Boyz, Yong Gunz
Same team
Same beams
Niggas that a split ya cherries
Vigilanty's mutha fuckas with permits to carry
Bitch you scary
Fuck you and that bitch you married
Cross anyone I named
That shit will get you buried
[Chorus]
[Verse 4]
It's all out war 4 the punks funk finna jump
Chumps get a lump when I dump tonks 4 the bianks
Gump wanna thump over pumps and a bump
Rumps get it krunk when I skunk runts
Imma munk what you bunk niggas want fuck
What you thunk you get sunk in and trunk
Fuck that we done heard and took enough crap
Trust we bust back when muskrats bust caps
I'm tryin' to touch scratch and bring my hell to parties and
For the last time mutha fuck Vell Bakardi
You cannot rap with me scrap with me
Nigga to the back of me catastrophe
Hits yo shits raggedy it had to be this tragedy shit
Suck it up don't be mad at me bitch I'm glad to be rich
You gets none with that fagoty pitch
Imma ex poppin' shroom droppin' rock and roll star
You's a no coppin' ho stalkin' drunk and a old fart it's a shame
Think you quick but you heard we flow quicker plus the bitches
Don't wanna fuck a black herpe nose nigga
This is it yaw, dump this pussy off I a pit dog
Doe stackin' and hip hop it must not be his nitch yaw
So take the chicken exit, Technina's whassup
Next time grown folks talkin' you shut the fuck up
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4. _ Slacker
[Chorus]
Imma slacker, never did I have a lot of dough
Imma slacker, smoking pot and watchin' videos
Imma slacker, go whichever way the wind blows
Those just tuning in I'm just letting' ya know
That Imma slacker, every time I take a look around
Imma slacker, stuck upon my face is a frown
I don't do enough, I just fool around
Ya'll can go to hell, how does that sound
[Verse 1]
Imma product of reganomics neurotic they sayin'
I'm it just got up inhaling chronic
The oddest I'm staying honest
I'm bout to make it famous
So you can take that J.O.B. and
You can shove it up your anus.
I ain't never understood how the world works
But I always understood why
The girls twirk for a baller not a 9 to 5
Barely makin' it with disgust behind your eyes
So I just grip my piece, rip off fleece
Out to take yo lip off chief
With my peeps we ruthless
If you got money induce it goofs get toothless
We loose off 2 fifths we useless
I wanna kick it but ain't got the dough
Sneak in the concert trip and make'em stop the show
We gots ta go, push me and I'll sock the po
Getting' the bail my parents is impossible
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
Now you can tell by my everyday fits I ain't rich
I sneak with a piece when I grit
I'm just another gat man caught up in the mix
Tryin' to take your dollar and your 15 cents (I grind wit a pistol)
I stay rid of you lames (yaw gay) and play
Video games (all day) what Kansas City, MO brangs
Is gritty slow gain we ditty bop wit really no change (yaw pay)
And people holla how ya do dat there
Why your pants hangin' low and why you grew dat hair
Lightin' a bleezle with my people
Ridin' a regal always in trouble wit coppers cause we drivin' illegal
And I ain't never giving them lee way
To hem me nay the judicial assembly's
Gay (hay) I come out at night cause I sleep all day
Tryin' to get with Def Jam. Loud or MCA
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
Get to the party and my homies gotta pay 4 me
Holidays them just be another day 4 me
Getting' drunk hoping I get to the crilla safely
Pray 4 me cause I'm needing money majorly
I sit at home watching MTV
Wit a empty P.O.C.K.E.T. I MP3
Everything that I hear on the streets
Never buy it don't deny it
I'm the fear Imma beast
You say get a job, I say hit a knob
Cause the way you run the world, is every bit of fraud
So what you ask of me? You get no tax from me
I got whites native and Mexican and blacks with me
I'm tryin' to get up there with Master P. pass the D.
Cause that's the way it has to be
We bust 2 B free, we trust who be G.
So fuck who be glee, it sucks to be me
[Chorus]
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5. _ Yada, Yada, Yada
[Verse 1]
Just think, what if I could just, just blink this shit away.
Niggas think, because a nigga bust, I got grips and grips of pay.
The pain grows in fame and kangols with change
And strange hos who bang in range roves for thangs,
Same shows with lames the rain woes will stain insane
Foes who drain and hang bros with brains
If you caught it that means you got it, and if you brought it,
That means you should've shot it cause I'm about ta, drop
The real ya need a lot to kill a leader, prop the
nina nigga or pop the milli meter
Demarco I'm bout to spark flow your bark so harsh
But parts gon make you heart blow, blood
And don't be wassin' me cuzzin' me buggin me bout dubs
I'll be mud till these clubs really lovin me
It hurts my nigga to hurt my nigga but hurt
My nigga is what's inspiring these spurts my nigga
At first my nigga, used to be my homey, used to
Be my ace, yellin' you gon slap the taste out my mouth
Nigga I never scare sebwafares everywhere,
If you need me believe me its easy, to put holes in
Shakra teasy watch the wezzy he's lots of talk
4 sheezy
[Chorus]
Some say I should worry and watch where I walk (yeah)
Yada, yada, yada
Nigga that's just talk
I'm a friend, if I was a foe I would be knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knockin at yo front door
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[Verse 2]
The industries faulty industry salty (man)
The industry cost me industry brought me (pain)
The industry taught me industry caught me (strange)
And you niggas know that the industries awfully (bane)
I ain't a snake nigga all I did is make niggas
Money was sunny now it's funny you playa hate
Niggas, over some cake the fate of a show me state
Nigga in my face will be Don Juan the great 2 late nigga.
I don't speak a lot I peep a lot I creep a lot
And people who speak are usually weak and out 4
Peace and no beef a lot remember we used
2 kick it like bros now you niggas act
like bitches and hos
Wit your licorice souls,
Tecca9 I got the wickedest flows
No kid in his mold on misery
Never will get wit this rogue, I'm pissed
At his whole little fisad of crip that is sold
Instead of a rap I should've twisted his nose
Who kept short nitty from killin you me, who
Kept Dyamund from drillin' you me
Who kept villain niggas from vill dealin' you me,
So now you can take away me and keep on talking
Crazy and Imma let em know where you
Keep yo baby and where you stay D.
[Chorus]
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[3rd Verse]
You can't turn enough mutha fuckers against me
You can't find a harder rapper that'll convince me
I'm wit the Canty's the Ashby's the Whitebears
LeJeunes the Harrises and the mutha fuchkin Timley's
The Theorys the Byers the canadys you know the
Familys that are known to be bad 4 humanity
Can he be bad, can he be tough can he be
Rough no cream puffs are considered to be rough enough
Nobody likes you not even yo bitches imma
Witness they sick of yo disrespectful way of speaking
explicit always talking about how big yo dick is,
better hope Anghellic, go multi platinum to get your riches
Blood, this is the end of men who were once friends
And then, one asshole thought he was somithin when
Punks bend over they get fucked (get fucked) hand over
Them Tech tapes or get stuck (get stuck)
You must think I'm soft 4 talkin to Icy Roc
Bout knockin the nina out I'm trippin without
A doubt, Imma tell you who really is ya friends,
Vell Barkardi and maybe you and him can get
Together and tell it like it is again
Its over man, I hope you brought ya navacane
I know the pain, is slowly taking over brain.
So calm that mutha fuckin wombat I don't
Need no Don Juan tracks to come bomb on raps.
[Chorus]
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6. _ Absolute Power
[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
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[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
Fuck Jay Farries and everybody
Down wit'em and fuck JCOR.
[Chorus]
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[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]
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7. _ The Industry Is Punks
[Chorus]
He won't play me on radio cause they be on
Punk shit daily on, industry's a shady one
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[Verse 1]
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
[Chorus]
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[Verse 2]
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
[Chorus]
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[Verse 3]
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
[Chorus]
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8. _ Constantly Dirty
[Verse 1]
Ain't nobody ever gave me a thang in my lifetime
So I'm on my own standin' strong
Holdin' chrome, disrespect my villains
Get'em gone, early mone, on the cone
Getting' my hussle on
I stays dirty, chippin, choppin', flippin birdies
I'm pushin' 30, vision clear I'm neva blurry
Plot and plan strategic mission I'm on my toes
I stays wit fam my mans and shake these fuckin' foes
Lord knows, all the different situation trials and tribulation,
Aggravations that a nigga's facing
I get complacent, that's my ass I'm a memory
They spillin' liquor on the curb when they mention me
But ain't no fear in me, get it how you live
That's if you hearin' me, then dug down and dig.
Lace yo boots, man prepare for this struggle
Stay in them trenches hella dirty, grit and hussle.
[Chorus]
Ain't nobody ever gave me nothing
I'm on my own, I was down and dirty when I was young
But now I'm grown and I continue to struggle you heard me
Me and my niggas in the coarse and we constantly dirty
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[Verse 2]
Nigga, I gotta pocket full g's I'm constantly
Serving my Nina knock'em to they knees I'm constantly dirty
Supervillian check my powers I get the early worm
Chop with hoppers loose the kopper's with just a single turn
True to life through the mic they got me telling stories
With the fame and the lights I feed my territory
Gutter living with precision them busters know they phoney
Flipp my profit keep on rockin' it for my dead homies
They wanna follow my shadow and waddle in mudd
It's the infallible cannibal with the dirty gloves
Absolute with this power they call me realistic
Savage with cabbage still coming up off that Vill living
Giving my life to the night on the dirty
All my might when it's right then we strike on'em early
Twisted life living dirty, super savage I'm out to get that bread
Gutter living that's my habit until they rest my head
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[Verse 3]
Which one of ya'll can I holla at when it's time for me to pay rent
And who you think gone lone me money once my last is spent
I got a even shorter list of people to call on when I'm in a pinch
So I might just walk around with my jaws clinched like the Grench
I'm headed for trouble cause I can't sit here and struggle
How can I bubble if I don't get out and hustle?
I'm in the wind put the spud on the muzzle
Put on my hood and grab my gloves and my shovel
Tie up my boots because the mud gets thick
Then hit a lick so quick they think I love this shit
Real life gutter living nigga coming straight from the brain
Some handle the stress others break from the pain
It's been fifteen of the damdest and ain't nothing changed but the weather
Times are still getting harder and niggas can't stick together
All thru my teens, twenty's seven when I'm thirty
Txx Will a be gritty, grimey, constantly dirty
[Chorus]
[Repeat 2x]
[Verse 4]
Ain't nobody gave me nothin' but God
He gave me talent these civilians
Perpetrating a fraud, that point is valid
Got niggas sayin' they made me
The only thing that was maybe was music
Cause nobody ever properly paid me
Don't get it twisted that little money was appreciated
It got me out there again glad that's alleviated
But the nigga that say I didn't have a following before Mitchell Bade
Hit the streets must be inebriated
Soon as Mitch hit it hit because we some talented
Mutha fuckers but they still talk shit
Keep that shit low black, that shit be getting' back
2 a nigga that will fight 4 you at the drop of a hat
I tried to tell'em let me do this here
They talkin' like they don't want Nina getting' thru this year
I'm still strugglin' hard, how can niggas disregard I'm 30
Watch what you say when you speak to little birdies
I'm constantly dirty
[Chorus]
[Repeat 4x]
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9. _ Keep On Keepin' On
[Chorus]
You can pray and pray for my downfall
But when I rise like the sun and I ain't
Fuckin' with yaw and imma keep on, (oh), keepin' on (oh)
Keep on (oh) Holdin' on (oh)
[Verse 1]
I hear'em, whispering in corners speakin' dirty talk
On us bout how we too grown up that we unknowners and
My persona is rock and rollish your nigga told us every word
That you quoted, said I wouldn't be the one that sewed it but
(ha) we exploded
I'm that rap nigga that you heard with Tupac, Sole, Lynch & Bo,
Wake up show with King Tech and Sway, Yukmouth, Thicker Than Water,
Gang Related, Eminem, Roger Trout, Mc Ren, nigga Spice One and Nem.
Hit'em with a venom sit'em down kill'em when I spit,
When I get a bit of scrilla Tech is giving niggas shit,
Love who love us but the playa hatin' niggas better split
It'll never be another Teccanina when I quit
You better neal when you hear a nigga that's real I feel
18 when I bust from the grill because (if you keep it young) your
Song is always sung so street life taught me to keep'em sprung
God sent to kill, lyrical scripts the miracle whipped you
Demons and haterz who tripped, listen I really feel,
My villain T-Will when he spit fuck them plus anybody
They go get and shit.
[Chorus]
[Repeat 2x]
[Verse 2]
When the storm consumes all the sun and moon falls on you
Sodom and gomorian Gregorian chanting ru pauls extreme case of
Blue balls cause you bane, got fruit all in his veins what I'm saying
Is I will reign murder you all in his name
Bismallah with a fist and a pistol I dismiss the kiss from a
Hiss giver, wrist slitter, male bitch a witch with a twist a
Glitch man abyss swimmer
Trick, I will never slide never fall never fail, never the devil
Side ever called never hell. But I got these mother fuckers praying 4 my
Down fall but orange hair means time 2 clown yaw
Thanks to Jenny I'll get the message to many the circus is comin' and gunnin'
With plenty, I heard Vell Bakardi got a poster of me burnin' to get his
Earnings concerning not I killed'em but he ain't learnin
Nigga you couldn't burn with me acid or in a fiery pit, you couldn't burn
Me in a volcano where lava is spit, you couldn't burn me if you damned
Me to hell where satan sit the only way that you can burn me is with yo
Bitch nigga
[Chorus]
[Repeat 2x]
[Verse 3]
Why don't you niggas keep your mouth shut, without us your
Clout sucks you doubt us and get your mouth bust we veterans
And better than you young cheesy cheddermen, bouncin' cross the nation
And you home watchin' Letterman.
I'm the nigga that got'em listenin' I know it's sickenin' to know I'm the
Nigga that got your girlies cuchie glistenin from listenin' to my shit and
When I get her for christenin' she splits again cause I make her spit the
Nitro glycerin
I'm on you, calling me a old Negro
But I don't know a young nigga that can hold
Me though plus they dough below average and I hold
The glow but they want me to fall so they can say I told you so
But if I'm multi punks would say I just lucked up keep
Talkin' that shit might get you fucked up, you some Jimmy
Rucker Tommy Tucker type of mutha fuckas glamorized you
Specialize in getting' butt fucked
Niggas they think they dope and then gon try check me
I'm here to let your ass know you need to respect me
Cause although you ain't sayin' shit, you getting' on my nerves imma keep
On keepin' on muh fucka that's word
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