Tech N9ne - Strangeulation Album Lyrics

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Strangeulation I

Strangeulation I

Hmm...Tech N9ne!

[Tech in sing-song voice:]
Smashes, the masses, but the industry's hatin' asses

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
Strange days, when your favorite rapper's popping
But is he on top of something you can't gauge
Especially when he's topping the charts
And you see me, K. Lamar, and Macklemore sharin' the same stage
I'm the nigga all these artists look up to
Yes, the Tech has been the hardest to bust through
But I keep my fans fiendin' like clucks do
You don't like how we live it, well...
I dominate, your conglomerate, what a beating I can accommodate
It'll be a non-debate, coming up against Aaron the Great
So many got arms, legs and necks tatted
Strange cause Music show conceptually I'm the best at it
Let's have it, for all of these Tech addicts
Any disrespect to family will get your chest gatted
Aimin' at 'em and its agony
Burner blew his brain in, back and these
Cannons came in, caved in cavity, caliber, connect, cap it
Yo, there it go
Red is in my head, it grow
Headed fo'
Let em, dead it, yea the medic, said it so
Let it grow
Shred it and get no credit
So pathetic though
Dreading that it steppin' in heaven's crevice, wettin' edible
Give her the shivers when I deliver this
Hit her then quit her cause she's on Twitter shit
And when she compare me to Eminem I said
I'm different, she said how, I said I'm black and I can say nigger bitch!
To him I may just be another bro with a flow
Will probably never tour cause it'll be thousands of Juggalos at a show
And I heard fatalities happen on each side
So there's never no let it go
So I get it, I keep what I'm makin' incredible
All of them scared of a nigga tho
Strangeulation, this occupations so scand'lous
We stopped the hatin', no chances
When I rock the nation so damn sick
I'm killing all these niggas
Operation Code Kansas
Strange gang playin' triggered assassins
Got a bunch of untamed, aim, trained spitters are blastin'
My insane brain sayin' give up the rappin'
And go back to the gang bang thang, nigga what's ha'ennin', soo-woo

 

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Hard (A Monster Made It)

[Intro: Tech N9ne]
Strange Music! I know ya'll see us!
Ya'll saw that Forbes list 2 years in a row, nigga, don't play!
And we still doing it!
Harder than most of ya'll motherf*ckers out there, y'all know it!
I'm bout to show you right here, check it out

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
I been reppin' heavy to all you tardy cats
While you gettin' over with ya piss and farty raps
Been smokin' hella enough to bring Bob Marley back
I still kill 'em all but I gotta shake 'em like where the party at
Let up ya dresses, confess it, Tech is impressive
His message, eff, it, stretches from Zacatecas through Texas
I'm excessive with breasts-es
When I press it, meshes make messes
That's where the sex is, it breakfast
Yes, they blessed as Hugh Hef is!
I round the foes with all kind of flows
Time for the N9ne because I'm the chosen
Never gotta be foolish to get the dough
Like a lot of you actin' up, percievin' to get a ho
You don't wanna have to fight on my card
I give the type of choppin' that should be barred
I'm gonna shoot beyond the stars, you try to disregard

[Hook x2]
My shit is hard! Constipated
They wonder why so killa, cuz a monster made it
My shit is hard! I'm the greatest
Look around, that's why everybody's congregated

[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
Moon stricken, yeah, they think I'm crazy
When they ask me how I rap so quick I say poon-lickin'
Don't play my shit, you'll have everyone in the room bitchin'
Doomed iffin' you got ravished and now my tomb's kickin'
Four scores seven years a ho
Knockin' em down with me, 99 beers to go
Chuggin' around 50, mix the 'lou then cheers to slow
Muthaf*ckas who never loved us simply cause they feared the flow
Spit lyrics to get vicious rippers to get the pit
Diss this and get whipped, hit this trick with this pistol grip
Bitch, this is the fifth, if suspicious here's a stiffen of this
Sniffin' this - Wait, what was I sayin'?

[Hook]

[Bridge: Tech N9ne]
Just when your coat off you enter the rain
Two dolla haters yeah I'm a be a vender for change
Sender of pain see ya lady I'm a lend her the thang
And she gonna take it from me and the newest member of Strange

[Verse 3: Murs]
Crews get assassinated castles all crumble
Forever lives the legend of a poet who is humble
Words to live by now I die by a strange code
About to kill this verse they call me Murs if you ain't know
I dont rap fast ima leave that up to tech and em
Ces, Bernz, Krizz, Rittz, Wrek and the rest of them
Zero estrogen my heart it only pumps lava
DNA is black mamba with a little chupacabra
I'm a monster I'm a problem I'm a motherf*ckin' beast
I'm a red nosed pit off the motherf*ckin' leash
I'm a livin' f*cking legend man the rest of y'all just walking dead
Feral with a arrow call me Daryl takin' off my head

[Hook]

[Outro: Tech N9ne]
It's getting to the point where
I don't even wanna work with rappers no more man
All these years trying to get 'em all to see
Now I just wanna do what I been doin'
Just makin' music for my technicians to bang
You know what I'm sizzlin'?
Bang! Bang! Bang! For strange!
Bang! Bang! Bang! We're gonna bang! For Strange!

 

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Over It

[Intro]
No matter what way the fans will see music
We at Strange Music
Will be right there in it
All those streaming services make it nearly impossible for artist to make some Real bread
We will prevail and take over all facets of the music industry

[Hook: Ryan Bradley]
All of us are over it
So we takin' over it
So cold the shoulder gets
Cause we over it, over it
So we takin' over it

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
Time's up
I'm just
Gonna make it difficult for other rappers to get their rhymes up
N9ne's a mindf*ck
I'm the kind to design the crime
Bury them all in lime
Your shine's behind us
Stop you can do it all day
But you're not gonna pop
Me the crew and all lay
In the box you were topping the charts
Look at the people not even jockin' your art
Why's that
Cause everybody that really buys rap
Don't wanna listen to any guys yap
Fly, this will leave you in the sky cap
(Ahoo)
Three X
We test the best
Reflect cause you're about to go see depth
And the killer gonna be tech
He next
All the people never gonna re-elect
Such a reject
When I spit vital
With this title
You sit idle
Like seacrest

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
Better pray that they want to come see your show
That right there gonna be your dough
You fizzin out and we want more
We gon' blow
Maul away then haul away
The raw decay then y'all will say
"We don't know"
The K.O.D'll spray the fraud away
Make it a holiday
See killin' when he don't flow
I'm enhanced and polished
All the women they wanna dance and frolic
You was a winner well now the grands in pockets
Now you get rants and audits
We bored wit ch-ya
Quick to hit ya
With the war whip
Scripture mister Forbes list
A bigger figure from a poor nigga
A lot of y'all names I could say
If I was evil, I really would sway
But I was taught to not be no punk
And don't pull no punches my hood say
Since y'all actin' like Biancas and Be-
-atrices
I should say
Your last album was everywhere
And I don't mean that in a good way

[Hook]

[Bridge: Tech N9ne]
You can rap all you want and sing
But I'm runnin' things
I'm forever makes you want to scream
Cause I'm the one and king

[Verse 3: Tech N9ne]
Don't be devastated due to my dialect
Dummies down declining due to die and debt (die and debt)
Then you wake and wonder why you wide and went
Wicked what's what's whiskin' away you why invest (why invest)
Ain't no competition so get violent
Ain't expectin' nothin' but ya silence (silence)
So fly or not you're not gon' be the f*cking pilot
I know you know my number you can dial it (dial it)
You got to know by now
That I'm really unstoppable
Try now
You'll be silly in a hospital
Lie down
Got the pilly in a lock & load
I'm takin' everything
Breakin' everything you'll spit
This ain't nothin' to me child's play
That's why I'm takin' over this (Bullshit!)

[Hook]

 

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Make Waves

[Intro - Tech N9ne:]
Rrrrrrr...Hey....You....
What we gonna do?
Suit up, boot up, let's go!

[Hook - Tyler Lyon:]
Make way
I'm coming through you (I'm coming through you)
There's nothing you can do (You can do)
It's my day, make waves
We crash into you (crash into you)
Your end is coming soon (coming soon)
I'm your base, so make waves

[Verse 1 - Tech N9ne:]
Yeah, ain't nobody ever seen a beast
I'm a catch a career but it's been the least
Follow was a very little, I mean petite
I'mma pull the carpet from under you
How it even started ya wonder who
I'mma show ya what rain and thunder do
Hope ya really ready when it come for you
Not a human or a alien on the planet that can do it
Like I do it you put a mountain in front of me I go through it
I pursue it, danger
Never stoppin' the mangler
Nina tough with them wranglers
Give me lip I'mma bang ya
Never benevolent you wasn't ever the relevant
You thinkin' you 'bout to be but you are outta ya element
Bringin the hella win then came back in hella mint
Condition or to see my new wicked development
Never let up, ya never get up
It'll never be another competitor better than us
I been on it ya runnin' late the way Letterman does
You thinkin' you reaching' a level that's clever than what
I'mma gain it you don't get the picture then I'mma paint it
With the pain I came insane the Nina language
Thinkin' you gonna be up when I have to bring this anguish
Ain't no question I am truly the strangest!
I gotta shake it up for a minute
Tecca Nina got the greater percentage
And when I enter whatever I gotta win it
Try to get me in the corner ya finished
A lotta people defeated when I diminish
When I hit you need a hell of a dentist
I got the punch and the power that's intricate
Got you thinkin', "how did you get off into this?"

[Hook]

[Verse 2 - Krizz Kaliko:]
If life's a beach, can we go surfin'
It never been easy for me besides the birthday
And people they eat, the words I'm servin'
Then we can all feast, on what we think is deservin'
I'm a heart-breaker, wave-maker
And I'mma take a leap nothin' round the Kali baby
Been a ball-breaker, gate-maker
And I can stop and out ya mouth if ya gettin' lazy
I'm a typhoon tsunami, any whatever what just to get the salami
Try to be quick or we're quick to get ya behind me
I could belligerent nuttin', nothin' could calm me
I'mma take the wheel, bust ya grill
If it's an emergency bust a seal
You can see I make the mill, yes I will
Cause I got the skill to yield, plus the will
Put ya lights out, the fight's out
The mic is my knife and device and ya iced out
Pull my windpipe out, that or the thing of a singer
I'mma rip it though they might shout
Cause I'm a sore loser
If I'm defeated and heated, better be headed right for the door
And I'm a born bruiser
When ya get beated and seated, then I'll be ready to give you more
I can keep goin' and never stop
Easy as breathin' to me and if you don't believe me
Pay me attention until I pop
Eager to eat 'em and never need a reason whether
You better pick em up when they drop
Singin' I'm leavin' the speed is unbelievable
That you better never give them a shot
I don't know how to behave, just know how to (make waves)

[Hook]

[Verse 3 - Rittz:]
Yeah, you seen me make waves, when I became Strange
And dominated but you ain't never gave praise
You be talkin' shit on Instagram inside a safe place
When I see you and confront you then you try to save face
And vacate, okay kid, I'm about to go grade A
There's no name sake but won't gain fans
They got my name and nuts hangin' so low they scraped
I'm still hungry, it's like I'm stuck in the 08 state of mind
My mom is so space aged, and don't get it
Told critics, go stick it, don't get yo dome split
Yo whole shit'll look like Riddick Bowe hit it
Oh shit his bone's stickin' out I think it's broken
Now go freakin' dial 911, homie I run run
My city we don't play that kiddie shit where I come from
You high dum dum? You really think you fight on one?
You wanna take my strange chain and my nine gun drum
A future icon son, you just a ho ass bitch
You go ass kiss anybody the blow as is
You try to be somethin' you're not my shit is dope as is
You got some dope ad-libs and that's sick as shit
It's so average, we ain't similar, homie check ya temperature
You f*ck with me and you will need a medical examiner
Put hands on rappers ramblin', put handles on ya manager
They said I'm from Atlanta, damn it I am not from Canada
I came in the game and I represented
Jonny Valiant in this bitch there's no mystery
They'll be killin' it, keepin' it independent
Tecca Nina is the leader given me the check
I hate it now say no more I'ma get 'em
Well Kali baby they be crazy
They charming, they just admire the cycle that I invented
My sophomore album 'bout to come out any minute
I'm about to make waves
Yuh-uh-yeah, motherf*cker

 

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Nobody Cares: (The Remix)

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
They said I really don't rhyme anymore
And dreaded the moment the N9na find any dough
Climb in these hoes, he never will shine when he flow
What are you listening to? The music I'm giving to you
Is killing the muthaf*ckas you kick it and jiggle it to
Some of you get it, but a lot of you never let it
Cause you know when it get up into your woman, I'mma wet it
I'mma wake up, everybody break up, the haters
We do it for real and never do fakers, amaze us
Tecca Nina spending cake up in Vegas
Got the mule and 40 acres decades ago
Nigga, I'mma [?] to grow, look at it
When we city to city, Tech pays the dough
Watching my lyrical bull-et lay ya low
Next way to go and she with it so let's [?]
These bustas be so funny, they all shakin' when I rip
But in my face, they be so chummy, nigga, y'all, fake it when I flip
When they know my flow is money, y'all is bogus so go get from me
Man, I'm over this, how they grungy when they all take it in the hip?
War, I declare, till Donny air
And I want ¡MAYDAY!, Kaliko, Stevie Stone, Ubi and Godi there
I'm gonna push this hip-hop music to the fullest till I be mayor
I don't give a f*ck if I swear, this the goddamn remix to "Nobody Cares"

[Hook: Krizz Kaliko (Crystal Watson) {Tech N9ne}]
Everything in my head, all these words that I said
(Nobody cares) Nobody cares
(And nobody gives a damn what I say, who I am)
(Nobody cares) Nobody Cares
These bright lights, show my life {nobody cares}
(No one, no one, no one, no one cares, nobody, nobody)

[Verse 2: Wrekonize]
Stare in the face of the careless pair
This facts, ain't nobody gotta say no more
I been breaking my back, while you been crazy relaxed
A workaholic with a bit of crooked halo-lo
Paint so pro that I can't go prone
You better get a step and let the maintenance know
That I kick in doors and get to stickin' whores
All cause I'm loving every minute that I grace this show
Game beater, came sweeter, every word they said to me is "damn", diva
Vein heater, flame speaker, ¡MAYDAY! mace, they spray liters
[?] all out cause I'm tearing the crowd
They know I came to drop 'em down a whole lot of stairs
Rockin' so rare, I'm a topper, don't stare
Cause ya know [?], nobody cares

[Verse 3: Godemis]
Catch this bullet, who's the receiver?
I never learn how to follow a leader
In need of a medic or reticle bleeder
You don't give a flying f*ck, well, me neither
Maybe I'm overthinking it, look at the way I'm linkin' it
With words, I'm a seamstress
Got plenty of fuel, I pity the fool
And tell 'em ridicule is the bird and the genius
And I mean this, like I seen this
Coming but it don't mean shit to y'all
I'mma pedal to the metal and whenever they ready
They said it, I'm coming to get it till I hit the wall
Stealing all, of the [?], placement of tables turn a bit
So who the f*ck's turn is it?
Couldn't give two shits, see, I'm not concerned with it

[Hook]

[Verse 4: Bernz]
Is it that my shit's too catchy?
Is it that these hits come naturally?
Is it that we the chosen ones
And y'all never get picked so you act like a bitch?
Tell me why cause you're making me feel bad
Can we all get along? Don't be mad
Carry on, f*ck it, bring the feedback
I feel so at home where the odds'll be stacked
Crash course into music business
Better trust yo' muthaf*ckin' instincts
Cause these [?] are scared of what's different
Until it's banging on top of hit lists
And that's why the industry's fake shit
And Strange Music's here to reign, bitches
We killed the whole opposition
All cause our fans are f*ckin' hellicious

[Verse 5: Ubiquitous]
Sometimes, if you say the word, the word falls
On death [?] into half, forget it
It feels like nobody'll care until you stare
Back apathetic, and that's pathetic
Matter fact, it's not in my rap genetics
Whatever the f*ck you was after, get it
The law of magnetic attraction'll come and cause
Reaction, dog, you only have to let it
Act upon my instinct when I set the bar
Let the cards fall where they may play
52, now pick it up, I, make the mess
Maybe yes, that's where they stay
No, fear to show, I'm clear to go
Anybody else who ever been here should know
That I've always had a passion and purpose
It's far from a theory, yo, but y'all don't hear me though

[Hook]

[Bridge: Stevie Stone (x2)]
Eeeee! Hit 'em with the muthaf*cka
They don't wanna come with the N9ne
I'mma get 'em, Kaliko, ¡MAYDAY!, Ces Cru
Strangeland, we mix all wit'em like

[Verse 6: Stevie Stone]
Muthaf*cka, in the meanwhile, hear the remix
We bound with a mean now, rush time
Stage killer f*ckin' with a main nigga
But the other Strange nigga, Brotha Lynch, gon' cut 'em up
Come in a noose, ya (cover contusions), vertical movement
(The kid is a problem, better yet, he a nuisance)
All on my dick, nigga!

[Verse 7: Krizz Kaliko]
I'll get off my own dick, nigga, if you get off it
I'm sick, nigga, puke it off, [?] refuse to walk it
Independent nigga who's [?] refuse to loss
And, if ya get offended, bust a move's an option
On the low (low), too many people is peepin'
We frequently eat up a piece of fajita, think he equal to me
I let him know that he could be in the seat
And takin' off his feet about it and I'mma tweet about it
Reppin', me and the Tech, nigga, we effin'
When we done, they wish we never left it
And I'm guessin' you never had to pull out your weapon
I'm the next best, give 'em a lesson (okay)
The way we eat a nigga's lunch, [?]
Man, f*ck it

 

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Great Night

[Hook:]
Drink, smoke up and
Give up that stuff, Bitch [x10]

[Verse 1 - Tech N9ne:]
Before the final destination we make a pit stop
To get keisha then who sits in the back twist crops
Every move a nigga make in the spot chicks watch
So it's very little tick tock to get bought
Start with Cadillac margaritas, the cat and that
Gargle beatas you stabbin' that heart or haul
It's the habit that scarred the nina
But I'm buzzin' shots by the dozen
[Dare of] the crew, Caribou Lou guzzlin'
It's on like a dome light
When you're tryin' to stuff a bong pipe and zone right
We hit the nation, makin' punani precipitation
And we only got three stipulations

[Hook]

[Bridge:]
Smoke one, drink some, get done [x2]

[Verse 2 - Godemis:]
Who do I resemble if I ain't ready and willin'
I'm packin' a pack of kill but I'm straight with bein' a villain
My bloody gear from yesterday's probably what I'm still in
But a party ain't a party 'till Strange is up in the building
Which is the way I murder a bitch I'm a Michael Vick
And it's obvious she wants Donemis told me she like to lick it
Said it was A-OK if you know the play I'mma stick it
I'm flippin' wicked my scheisse I get it while hittin' whip-its
Dig it, I'm a shovel it's funny why try to play me
Get high as f*ck then we f*ck I would say we are tidal wavy
Bustin' right in your butt cause I know you don't want a baby
I'm half a mile from oblivion still nobody could save me

[Hook]

[Bridge]

[Verse 3 - Ubiquitous:]
Rollin' with the fellas tippin' vow pull a chella
Two lips on the blizzy I flip I get busy
Couple of chicks with me, thick as a brick city
The liquor they sippin' on, pinker than Miss Piggy
Bright lights, little city the middy big trouble
Do me a dirty dozen deliver me six doubles
Indica strain Malcolm, Malcolm is in the middle
It's not the life all she about is that Jimmy Kimmel
I don't have no patience for Prima Donnas
But I'm havin' such a great night I'm bout to go easy on 'em
Marijuana meet my boss, get in line or give it time
But if you really want this shit to solidify baby you better

[Hook]

 

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Red Rags

[Instrumental vocal loop - Tech N9ne:]
Some gangsta's wanna head blast, cuz I run with the red rags

[Intro - Tech N9ne:]
Free Uno Ace Capone.
The homie Keith Fudge, I got your back homie
LETS GO!

[Hook - Tech N9ne:]
Crew, Su-wu
Nigga that's what we do
Who, be you
If you want funk me too

[Verse 1 - Tech N9ne:]
I'm bool as a bubumber
Laces in my shoes makin you wonder
Am I gonna act a fool or bring your crew thunder
Thinkin I pack the tool don't wanna use on her
I ain't trippin when the old days got my mind glitchin
Like different signs that ain't my kind got they 9's whistlin
Like a nigga wanna find this and strip clips till my wines drippin
But nobody wanna do no crime they just talkin about rhyme spittin
When I'm at the movies, careful how you steppin to me
Cause I think who's starin at me wanna do me
Cause Im flamed up and Soo woo-ey
Dead crash, my head's bad
Cause I be thinking some gangstas wanna head blast
Cause I run with the red rags

[Hook]

[Verse 2 - Kutt Calhoun:]
I'm a motherf*cking animal, red devil, Tasmanian
Bangins' in my cranium, deuce click and five claimin it
Kansas City thang, from two clips at my range is bandana dangerous
You's crip when I'm sayin' it?
It's Soo-Woo business, then yous through nigga
Blood? I don't give a f*ck if I knew you nigga
That's that 85 mentality, victim of your reality
Catchin, pumpin' that 7-11 in your fatalities
It's another nigga's wake-up, smoke water and drank up
Heavenly, blocks flames from 20's to the seventies
It's ballers tuckin' fed cash, to get you dead fast
Gangstas to head blast cause I run with the red flags!

[Hook]

[Verse 3 - Jay Rock:]
Uh, I'm just bicken back and bein' bool
You don't this feelin, look you f*ckin with the realest
No, gloves no, mask look you know we bout to kill it
Disrespect us will get your mami pinned to the ceilin
This is still holdin hemi's even when I'm in my jammies
Niggas wanna catch me slippin leave me sleepin like a mami
Plus they still sendin this, haters wanna pack me out
Bunch of internet bustas always wanna run they mouth
I ain't trippin still, thuggin for [?]

[Hook]

[Verse 4 - Big Scoob:]
Signed up, suited and booted, old nigga, ready for war
Layin back, stackin cake, but it don't take much to activate
Snatch it back and act innate, reignin' down the hand of god
Chopper get to sang a nigga smokin like his elder bar
Forgive me Lord I'm trynna keep it cool
But I'm a old nigga with a quick fuse, quick to smell the bitch in dudes
Hard to walk in Scooby's shoes, do the shit that Scooby do
Fi' block, a general, I done paid my f*ckin dues
Nigga this the life I chose, f*ck that, life I choose
Still livin gang rules check the laces in these shoes
Gangsta nigga through and through, tried tested been approved
On blood, one love, nigga what, soo-woo

[Hook x2]

 

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Strangeulation II

[Verse 1 - Godemis:]
Deevil!
Prayin' that 12-12 for hell
Felon to sell and slept on a bed of nails like nothing I've ever felt
Ghost in a shell, was molded with other demons as
if I needed some help or a host to preserve the heathen
Got it, my brain is rotted
I swear to God that I'm not it
I'm set to go to the gallow as soon as the rope is knotted
I ain't high as the fire and I have unused adrenaline
Came in the cypher clean, still smelling like putrid cinnamon
Then I'm in, enemy of the state, I'm straight at an angle
Stop risking and quit your bitchin', it ain't like I'm raping an Angel
Said I was magnifique, ya'll f*ckin' with it, kapeesh

[Verse 2 - Stevie Stone:]
Stevie Stone I'm on it I'm so clever
Nobody comparing 'em better
I put shit together
America's most elaborated rap pick yo head up
Small talkin' to get you wet up
Yeah, I'm will to kill all you niggas
The feelin', adrenaline that'll spillin' a milli yeah I mill' all you niggas
Ain't even reach out they [?] rather my sillin' on niggas
And backin' a back on back can't billy you niggas
Get busy on niggas
This ain't no [?] some leekage
Stonie in the building the bitches pull out their cleavage
The snake and the bat you see them prominent features
The spieces
Strangeland we rain on your region
Meatwagon I come I be taggin' 'em
Baggin' 'em bring 'em clusters of three
Got three magnums gaggin' em out
You pussies is still talkin' I'm draggin' 'em out
I'm tappin' 'em out

[Verse 3 - Murs:]
Aww shit, they f*cked around and signed a backpacker
Smart, rich, handsome, plus he's not a bad rapper
I'm just a little local talent that f*cked around and made it big
Underground bully, pickin' on all these famous kids
And the danger is, Now I'm doin' Strange a biz?
About to make the world forget about what a major is
Independent Powerhouse, running all these cowards out
My enemies are all forgotten, wishin' I would shout em out
And I don't want to hear a rapper harmonize unless
He thuggish, ruggish, Lazy, Krayzie, Bizzy, Wish or Flesh
But maybe I'm just hatin' cuz my black ass could never sing
F*ck that autotune I hope the Futures filled with better things
And you a f*cking liar if you say you found a better team
Impossible! Like trying to fit my dick inside my wedding ring
And all the bread it brings will be distributed and properly
I represent for hip hop not some f*cking aristocracy

[Verse 4 - Brotha Lynch Hung:]
I'm the Martin Scorsese of rap, rap predator
Better than severin' the reverend with a jackknife
Kevin and eleven of 'em revvin' up the engines we bubblin' up like 7-Up
Then when we shoot that shit we eat that shit for din--din-ner
I don't need no f*ckin' "Ok", are you serious, I'm okay
I'mma make you bleed like it's your period, period
I eat period pussy so eating you ain't serious
What you need for me to flip that shit and rip that shit
Like a skitzo stick that shit, that shit like a automatic pistol grip
No, I created this fast rap, I'm past that
I put a gat in that asscrack and blast that
I'm lightyears ahead of 'em, might use the head of 'em
I lose, then you can keep the breadcrumb
My nigga I'm a carnivore, ready for any kind of war, any kind of score

 

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Which One

[Verse 1 - Godemis:]
Yeah, which one of ya idiots claims that ya know me
Ya don't have a clue so back up lil homie
My headpiece is heated I hang with heretics
We load up and lock and aim where the red is
And bang where your head is, I bet y'all will beat it
Oh Dean, that's my dog, them words y'all will eat 'em
My power circlin' small, I think outta the box
And try different angles to wreck tables or not
My shot's wet as a whistle, I'm on fire fam
Y'all don't even know that's my column in y'all's diagram
Who they want, Godi or Donnie, ya better choose wisely
Greet 'em with ketamine and then that Adderall IV, try me
Checkin' to see if the guy's fearin' ya
They wishin' I would go stick my dick in the criteria
It's all good, doin' the type of shit y'all wish y'all could
Dippin' out with skaters through f*ckin' acres in y'all hood

[Hook - Godemis & (Tech N9ne):]
Which (One)
You f*ckin' with pick (one)
You label this fic(tion)
You lookin' there is (none) is (none)
Which (One)
You f*ckin' with pick (one)
You label this fic(tion)
You lookin' there is (none) is (none)

[Verse 2 - Murs:]
The story of my twin and I, Pisces not a Gemini
One of us is underwater, other floatin' in the sky
Highs and the lows of me, violence in the poetry
My evil twin we goin' in, I told him to let go of me (Nigga let go!)
Don't let nobody close to me, drunk when I'm not s'posed to be
I take a sip, start to trip and won't nobody know it's me
One bottle Jameson, take it to the face and then
Now I'm talkin' 'bout the bodies buried in my basement
Spirits talkin' to me, I can hear 'em, I can see 'em too
Lookin' in the mirror and I tell 'em it's just me and you
One of us is goin' out, the one that's always showin' out
I put my fist right through the glass and told that bitch to close his mouth
Hand bleedin' needin' medical attention
I'm feelin' no pain, I'm in a whole 'nother dimension
Next mornin' wake up, don't remember shit
Bandage on my hand and dirty condom on my dick (Ugh)

[Hook]

[Verse 3 - Tech N9ne:]
Pick three and guess what you get, me
I'm messed up and sickly
The head is a mystery, quickly twist T
With a idiotic mix-ly, hit exotic chicks gee
Killin' got it history
I've become a scumbag f*ckbuddy needed to wipe after
She got me and my lady's cum rag, that's just one of the things I done bad
Like when I put Dulcolax liquid mixed it within my brother's rum flask
I can make a love potion, give you the ocean
Then you wake up in a pit gettin' instructions on how to rub ya lotion
You think I'm jokin' while listenin' to Drake's "The Motion"
I put syphilis dick down her throat and that's without her havin' a notion
I'm playin' I don't dare summon them other suckers
That tell me to do bad, there done and them under covers
She think the demon's unfair, Hung wants to love her lover
After this verse she's not pickin' nare, one of them motherf*ckers

[Hook]

 

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American Horror Story

[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, f*ck her with no rubber
Then burn a bitch 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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Fear

[Intro - (Mackenzie O'Guin) and Tech N9ne]
(Fear) This was the moment I feared [x4]

[Verse 1:]
Reoccurring dream, I was falling
Droppin' from something tall
And Jesus name that I'm calling
This is pretty deep how I'mma decorate the city street
Little bitty pieces there's really gonna be some chalky drawings
In this dream I had, when I land
I can taste the blood, I can smell the concrete
And I can feel my bones crush on a calm street
Dark and desolate, my heart I never get
Another beat I'm gonna be other head to split, my hell is credited
Where the red is in, I'm down and dead admit in light I'm dreadin' this
If we're created of God than predestination
Should not be looked at as odd, when we're blessed to wake in-
Side of a dream, like I've been here before
And we sum it up with some french expression like we didn't hear the lord
So I'm hopin' and prayin'
That I won't be opened and sprayin'
In real life and it's just a dream, and it's not a thing that can sway my view
But my fear is that I end up layin' and ready for decayin'
What I thought was a dream now it's Déjà vu

[Hook - (Mackenzie O'Guin) & Tech N9ne:]
(Fear)
If I fall will the angels catch me?
Or in it all is it my destiny?
Is there a sound when the ground absorbs me?
Or a dream tellin' me my story

[Verse 2:]
I called up my mother, but who answered my brother
He said "she real sick but I'm gonna put her on just tell her you love her"
My heart it just fluttered when mama picked up she would utter
"Who is this?" I said "Donnie", but she thought I was another
Didn't even know me, and she's not an oldie
It's the lupus or epilepsy
Maybe the psychosis only
"This your son I just called to say happy birthday"
Not really knowin' me hit me in the worst way
Then she said "Oh yeah, little Donnie, how you doin' in school?"
I said "I'm 42, mommy!"
I give my arm, leg, leg, arm, head if that means my momma get better
Toughest thing to swallow is when someone who raised you, they gonna forget ya
I'm feelin' sadness, I'm feelin' anger
Steady praying for a higher power to come down and change it
Rearrange her cause my fear is that the sickness in her mind
In due time it'll make her son a stranger

[Hook 2:]
A stranger to the one who raised us
Nameless to the one who named us
Back to the place where it all began
I'm seeing heaven but I fear it's the end

[Verse :]
Taught to have faith in God
Breakin' bread then we bakin' K.O.D
Makin' plenty then spread it abroad
Wash it down with a glass of Shiraz
I try to walk the path of the righteous one
But this life is one, that's full of strife, let's run
To the mountain top
What I'm 'bout to say if suckas starts to thinking this holy name
I denounce then stop
Man, I'm just sayin'
I do a whole lot of prayin'
And I wonder if it's listenin' to Aaron's nightly whisperin'
'Bout mom in the tithe she's weakly payin'
I know it's a blessing, that I raised kids cause I got skill
And thank God that gangbang thing didn't bring me hot steel
Now my mom's worse and a lot ill
My fear is that this God I'm prayin' to for my mother is not real

[Hook 3:]
Extinguish me from this world of fire
False teachings taught by liars
Prayers that go in an empty asylum
No salvation from this messiah

 

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Strangeulation III

[Verse 1 - Wrekonize:]
Wrapped in XLR cables
Up from my whiskers, down to my f*ckin' kicks
Wreck-O was echoed in Gordon Geckos
You suckin' dick
Nobody be askin' me for secrets
I ain't chuckin' tips
I'd rather be bumpin' hips
On that ratchet with muffin tits
Tore up the limits
From Britan visions would rock their lives
Inside a prison where giddy bitches don't jock the rhyme
Born in precision
Rhythm spittin' could swat a fly
For them to just kick a single shillings from Spotify
Bye, Bye killers
On a high five business
Gonna ride by the sickest
In your high ride to the hitlist
If we ain't spoke in ages
Then miss me with broken favors
You Miley Cyrus to majors
You twerkin' on swollen razors (run now)
Dont make me come to dinnernail your tounge down
And have you plead your case to us
At Strangeland at sundown
Be careful of the biz
Cause everything has got a price attached
Wake up with a horse head in your bed
And next your life is snatched

[Verse 2 - Bernz:]
Tank full of petro
Bank full of paesos
Pull on my tour bus
Bonus on a payroll
Feel like I be killin' it
Famous on the internet
Really I'm just wingin' it
Cookin' shit on my Kitchenett
Life so good
Right now I need to celebrate
Bout to sell a stadium out
And turn it into rake
Look at how the industry norm
Has started lookin' Strange
All my brothers riding the storm
While they just ride the waves
Caviar wishes
Bitches for my bitches
Black shades and hoodies
And spots and white linens
Feel like Sam Kinison
Preachin' to these citizens
Screamin' at the saints
You ain't ever gonna get rid of us
Guessin' that I just cleaned my plate
So now I'm gettin' cake
Speedin' down the interstate
Yellin' get out the f*ckin' way
We plant flags in the ground
Because we here to stay
And bring my whole hood out
And have my own parade

[Verse 3 - Kutt Calhoun:]
(Black Gold!)
I purposely wrote this verse
Just to murder this
Member defecate
Disassemble the limbs
Of a nigga who try and seperate
Artistry from nonfiction
Im sent with a conviction
To sentence you pons
Givin' the benz on my diction
There he goes
Speakin' bout how he murk a beat
Smellin' himself
Why else would he flaunt about it so verbally
Dance around me
Like I was a paraplegic
In a doo-cee-doo competition
Lookin pissed like I never heard of feet
Yadda Yadda
A whole lotta yappin'
About my rappin'
When I'm the captain
Of crunchin' you niggas milky dreams
Im the comparison of Pac's face
Staring in your face
Mock razor blades cut
Leave you crispy clean
Don't ask Tech
Ask me if it's questions
Guarantee that he tell you
That I'm the best
And Im destened
To find a snake and a bat
Helpin' Kansas City's progression
Hopin' I hurt the feelings
Of whoever second guessed it
Cause everybody talkin'
Imma make you niggas hear me
Mind control flow
Now listen to your ears bleed

[Verse 4 - Ubiquitous:]
Spit it sicker than these sicker fans
Keep your dick up in your pants
You were blunted on the block
Me, I had some different plans
I'm trying to get to France
Sniffing grams
Hit a branch
Independent Powerhouse
Vibin' out with the fam
Waking up in different cities
Every night hittin' grants
Stay prepared for this
I'm bearing witness to this sinner man
Stripper dance with cinnamon
Clubbin' with my gentelman
Drink away the nights events
Nothing worth remembering
Squad will run up in this bitch
Mobbin' like some immigrants
Jack you for your paper stack
Rob you of your innocence
Taping of the scene of crimes
Swabbing for my fingerprints
Thought about my life
You thought the same
And couldn't think of shit (Ha!)
This type of fire dont extinguish
Now write about some bigger shit
You're striking out
Swing and miss
Ring around the rosy homie
Pocket full of pain
I got a lock up on my lane
And triple optic in my brain, look

 

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Na Na

[Hook:]
(Na Na, Na, Na)
(Na Na, Na, Na)
(Na Na, Na, Na)
I could have it every day
Cause ain't nothin' but a bae

[Verse 1 - Tech N9ne:]
My goodness, you're the reason for my woodness
You got the kind of shit that'll make me go hoodless
I'mma hood this, miss's got a permanent seat on my face she could sit
No bullshit, she keep me shootin' off like a rocket
When she drop it upon my dick, I let it play inside the pink pocket
It's so pretty, yo titties, and that ass got me so gritty
When that good good get goin' make a nigga wanna move down to yo city
Sideways my best way, my right hand hold your right ankle
My left hand where your breast lay, obeyin' every command you hear Tech say
And y'all know I can write a whole essay
On how much I love the NaNa multi-orgasmic, nigga that's cray

[Hook - Tech N9ne (x2)]

[Verse 2 - Stevie Stone:]
Slidin' behind ya remind ya that I'm very fine
And ya fine or a six all around us
When ya lick and grab it
Tongue kiss it and tug it
Spit sloppy I gotta (Sing on the microphone)
Got her singin' and feelin', I'm finger f*ckin', I'm feedin'
I'm beatin', munchin', and needin'
Keep gushin' appease and I'm greetin' lust with allegiance
Heart thrust when I'm deep in
And makin' it wet, see that's an understatement
But your legs like this, I'ma dig it like this
Let me get a little innovatin'
Yeah, had to give her that long stroke
Had to put that Co 2 and that car drive in that condo

[Hook]

[Verse 3 - Rittz:]
Leavin' her a just delight, so when we fight it's just a fight
But when we finally f*ck at night, it's too taboo for the stuck up type
And we don't need no porn, we turned on from the foreplay that we perform
I work wonders with my fingers, had it squirtin' in my hand like a squeezin' orange
We both freakazoids, tried all the creams and oils, all the beats and tours
We love f*ckin', when she bleedin' I leave it in with no rubber
Leavin' hotel comforters and sheets destroyed, is that TMI?
She can I don't give a f*ck, choke her out havin' angry sex
So take it out and let her taste the 'cillin
She deep-throated with no gag reflex
Whoever taught her that can have respect
I let her have my Strange chain while I f*ck her with my skully on
Remember when I fingered you in Kroger
We thought we were discreet but a couple people probably saw
We act like a couple teenagers, the both of us grown as hell
While you were up, like a ponytail and let our neighbors hear us moan and yell
F*ckin' like I'm diggin for gold I'm thrill up in it

[Hook]

 

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Stink

[Verse 1 - Stevie Stone:]
When I speak it be so heavenly, they will [?] when I tell the truth
Orchestrated with this melody, passion pours out lookin over all clout and [?]
What I been through, in the middle I scored yeah
There is doodoo in the middle of the road yeah
It goes way up, was just a matter of time before I came up
I sit and gather these lines I'm bout to wage up
All of these haters travel the world major, a lager
I been dope, a lemur, I'm battlin' makin' them non-say believers
Scribble and dabble to get up out of beneath
Smellin' me out and then give it to the people, I'm lethal
It's like my life so don't rant, spittin' the venom I know it don't stank
Can you smell that, Mr. Miyagi I make 'em run and tell that
Go inhale that

[Hook - Kendall Morgan:]
All my life
I wasn't good enough
Now my shit don't stink
Now my shit don't stink
Now my shit don't stink

[Verse 2 - Krizz Kaliko:]
And I used to get picked on, in the millennium gettin' licked on
So dope they wanna off em, 'till they left and never lost 'em
But they go awesome, radical and my tongue is acrobatic and magical
Two could do battle you but never Tech is sabbatical
Above average to the fanatical Strange addict
We do the same thing but we ain't the same at it
La la la la la la we've been gettin' dollars, you should follow
We got plenty guap and we stuff our pockets like a pinata
And really all my niggas that watchin' at the top
We poppin', if we flop than they got to watch it
Kali walk on water what ya 'posed to think
I'm a genius and my shit ain't supposed to stink

[Hook]

[Verse 3 - Tech N9ne:]
But if I really gotta explain it, it ain't because I'm famous
The reason ya thinkin' that it's poopery in the anus
Cause I think I lived a lot of my life in freakin' anguish
I'm big and famous, pick a name and suck on this in danish
If I'm walkin' around like I'm the brown that's off in ya drainer's pipe
Better hope ya water main is tight
But if ya dump it on me I know the name of the game is white
I'm so Febreze, when I'm shitting on em. You think ya better? Oh please
Nose to me, and you get what come out of cocoa leaves
'posed to be, high and mighty toilet bowl to breathe
Socially those hidden without rose to be nosily
Put they schnauz on the old tussy, if my ode to be sneakin' but they notice me
Bein' better than ever fresher than a lotus leaf nigga

[Hook]

 

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The Calling

[Verse 1 - Tech N9ne:]
And I'm back to the drinkin'
Soakin' wet every bottle's open
Can't believe it I'm occasionally smokin', again
With a deep and cloudy ocean, I'm in
Have a lot of trouble copin', my friend
I'm surrounded by folks when they lovin' me the most and
The goad is really croakin', within
Thought I was superman the truth was
I used to be clean as a loofah and I used the
Cool devoured the booze to hand I lose the
Land if I triple booze the fans
I dream of stoppin' but greed is knockin'
They feelin' me from me from KC to Aukland
Proceed with caution, heat exhaustion
If I keep it goin' I'm gonna need a coffin

[Hook - Tyler Lyon:]
Forever takes me away
And I've fallen from grace
Tell them I've tried to wait
But they're too late
I can see when this pain will fade
Oh god heaven is callin' my name

[Verse 2 - Tech N9ne:]
I feel that pain comin' from inside
My people had the same drinkin' and then died
Devil in my brain I'm sinkin' within pride
Drinkin' for lunch and I'm drinkin' for dinner
I'm nothin' but lush when I'm pushin' up in her
I seldom remember the 8th of November
Cause I be goin' so hard I'm always on a bender
I got money, I got cash
So picture unlimited amounts I got stash
When it got bad I went out and got trashed
When I hit glad what'chyo think's in my glass
I gotta catch me, I'm fallin'
Not a limit to a young brother ballin'
Gotta let go of the weight I'm haulin'
When I look in the mirror within my eyes I'm headed for that callin'

[Hook]

[Bridge - Tech N9ne:]
Go hard or go home
That's the motto I hit the lotto
Mister sorrow can miss tomorrow
So grip the bottle of this Moscato
My eye whites are not white
They hot fire and not nice but in my ice
I need a shot twice
(Drunk, I...Might, die)
(Falling, down...Gonna, drown)

[Verse 3 - Tech N9ne:]
Make way for the idiot
Interior is hideous
Need help like immediate
He actin' like he don't know alcohol is insidious
While I celebrate life
I'mma elevate heights
Not known to man cause I chose to ban
My clock on the land on a hella great night
I'm knowin' this my callin' so I gotta try to miss that call and
Alcohol and you twist that big sack and hit that
Think I better quit that stallin' and stop
Feelin' real gotti I'm mixin' my liquors
You gotta get me at the party
Naturally naughty
Please help I'm still trapped inside of this psycho's body!

[Hook]

 

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Strangeulation IV

[Verse 1 - Rittz:]
I'm too hot to cool off
Blew Atlanta up like Eric Rudolph
Starving in pursuit of moot law
Flossing, get your coo raw
My crew'll shoot at you like "hoorah"
I be on tour and shit, you get on stage and you get boo'd off
You throwing jabs at me but we ain't in no boxing gym
I stab 'em and have them inside of a hospital hooked up to oxygen
So who the hottest, conversation my name get brought up in
I'm Woody Harrison, this industry is Zombieland
You wanna f*ck with us, you must've had no common sense
I'll kill you then your guts get eaten up by Brotha Lynch
It's Strange Music so the competition nonexistent
All them other record labels fallen off like rotten limbs
I'm making some money, it's making my stomach cringe
I'll never forget it a couple of summers ago I was cooking and scrubbing pans
Drink 'till I get ruckus-spinned
Puffing something with a lovely scent behind the cutless tint
Floating in the Strange stream, who jumpin' in?

[Verse 2 - Prozak:]
My brain is full of thoughts that are darker than Samhain
That span across the Great Lakes and vast Midwest Plains
Spreading coast to coast like a virus you can't contain
Now a global pandemic, panic courtesy of (STRANGE!)
The biggest independent label popped a champagne
We don't need no head now, homie you can keep the change
Coming through your speakers, receive us into your blood vein
We the truth like Nostradamus' prophecy quatrains
Snake Bat, Praise that, part of rap since way back
Since the days of 8 tracks and 808's and adats
Analog cassette decks, steady grinding, what's next?
Starving artist 'til Trav and Tech cut me that advanced check
Strange outcast step child, call me Damien
Five Finger Death Punch straight to the cranium
Flow so sick, could be enriched with uranium
Extraterrestrial, lyrics labeled alien

[Verse 3 - Big Scoob:]
Appetite destruction, never been no punk shit
My voices give me choices, just despite that I choose dumb shit
Choppers all around me, I mean lyrical and literal
Spit it through this microphone and pull up at your Mami's home
Jump out on the dumb shit, speaking through this drum clip
Tearin' flesh, rippin' hips, watch me kill shit
Cypher without the villain, that's appealin' but it's silly though
An army without it's general, an octopi no tentacles
I'm trying to be subliminal, nothing I do is minimal
Heavy hitter, heavy words
Push a nigga, pushin' verbs
Squish my button, you push my nerves
Ten toes in the turf
Not the last or the first
Gut a nigga, stump the Earth
Grippin' metal, I ain't special
On the level, smack your temple with the barrel
Not complying, I'm a rebel
And I'm fresh up out the ghetto, puppet master I'm Geppetto
Take a minute, you'll get it
Nigga Scoob did it. (Yeah)

[Verse 4 - Krizz Kaliko:]
KALI BABY!
'Ight man Ima do this!
I'm kinda nervous
The purpose of having a cypher is so you can sit here wide-eyed
Listen look at me in this position
Now I coulda just left you sitting there
But Nina told me to pick 'em apart you're a victim of art
K-R-I to the double crooked, look at him he pudgy like they
Took an ugly stick and frickin' shook at him, (OKAY)
And I don't stay gucci down to the linens
I'll let you trick off, she jerking my dick off and grinnin'
You can see him, but he just a figment
You wanna be better, get your pigment gone
Try to beat him with deliverin', I get belligerent
And that's the end of the song
And I get a little bit ahead of myself
Feel like I'm on L, and I feel like I'm better than everyone else
I guess I be rappin' ahead of my wealth
I'm the coldest thing since the ice cube
Only thing missing from this beat back in the day was Ice Cube (OKAY)
Yeah I said I'm the best in it, Nigga what?
Only niggas that could contest it is rested, dig em up!
(Okay! Hahaha whatever nigga.)

 

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We Are Free

[Verse 1 - Tech N9ne:]
They way that we drummin' make you think what's one hunit
Plummet we don't want it son its the dumbest
We done and wanna get from it
Havin' visions of eden, while this evil is breathin' inside a demon
Deceivin' with light I'm even this season
Companies kill my culture, sucka said on the sofa
See the soul of a soldier, I'mma go to Zack De la Rocha
And awaken rebel sound that'll break that fake label down
Gotta vacate this able now, everyday fate from a halo crown
If they oppose it, give 'em hell is the key
Well is the free, we ain't practicin' celibacy
A relic you think we anghellic, tell it to me
We'll mail and sell it to fellowships and telekinesis
When occur the people movin' develop diseases
Sick on your symphony some get hella facetious
When searin' your shows I'm somberin' the shell it decreases
Light for the lord of love a lot leveled is leaf lit
Free (styles), free (life), free (reign)
We (wild), we (fight) for these (brains)
Be (gone), she likes the eased (pain)
He's (mild), he gripes cause she's (Strange)
Take off your shackles people come along
F*ck a fraggle nigga become a con
We keep it coated then when summer gone
Cowardly critters not with the strong better run along

[Hook - ¡MAYDAY!:]
We are free, we are
We are free, we are
We are, we are free
We are, we are free

[Verse 2 - Bernz:]
No time for killin' time, because it's killin' time
I'm an American hustler sedated in my prime
Pray for the 99, ride with the 88
Spinal 1 percent it's just a numbers game
Fame for us psychos, Jackson's to Michael
Missiles for silos, no stones for the high road
Army of 5-Os, for half foes I hydro
Drones over my home, no phone tap to spy on
And though they say there's nothin' to fear but fear itself
I keep a bottle of spirits near my bookshelf
Because a runaway slave will never sleep well
I self medicate the frame in my brain cell
Married to the matrix, that bitch got two faces
She gave me all I got and took away all my acquaintance
Travellin' the planet walkin' on so many stages
Made me realize dimensions gettin' jumped through one a daily
He's an alien, Eddie Arkadian
In love with money and fame there ain't no savin' him
But I'm the f*ckin' last dragon spittin' radiance
Walkin' a planet I created in my cranium

[Hook]

[Verse 3 - Wrekonize:]
I rewrote this verse mad times
One for every single instance somebody denied me my damn shine
One for the brick layers, one for the winning team with injured players
One for the "He's gon' be the shit" sayers, keep me on my toes
My fanbase rattlin', the speakers on my bows and my sneakers on the stones
You give me props and I'mma keep 'em in my soul
Cause I'm MVP'n on these cretins down below
All this world's gone catnip, rattlesnake bat shit
Critics eat a fat dick, vinegar and cracked lips
Citizens get it in, gimme ten seconds in Atlas
And I'mma show you even on this bitch front to backwards
Breakin' down codes, bro True Detective
Ridin' to some Wrek shit, could change up your perspective
Don't just take my word for it, check up on the guest list
Jesus and the Devil rollin' dice up in the flesh pit
Free speech, free souls, free press
So we preach to seek goals and leave stress
Beneath streets, we reach hold and breach depths
To the mothaf*ckers we bringin' ruckus with each breath
As if the sales stop, been stay
See Ten K was just the entry, my pen slays
My next album's gonna be bent shades of dense graves
Death to the shackles around my ankles, I been free

[Hook]

 

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Sut Mig

[Verse 1 - Tech N9ne:]
I done a whole lot of livin' and I hold my position
And a doad of condition, hey
Gotta a load of your women and you know what they wishin'
They can blow what I'm grippin', hey
What I say, when you haters broke and dusty
Can afford no piece to snuff me, mad I'm livin' lovely, hey
To them suckas who wanna touch me
When I done rose out the mothaf*ckin' dirt all I got to say to a nigga, "suck me"
Douche-bags, the douchiest of the douches get deuces
When I'm blowin' Caribou Lou cash
Always in the air like a red, white and blue flag
Cause everywhere my music blare like a Jimmy Choo bag
I been workin', got these grown men hurtin'
Wanna begin jerkin' tens cause my win certain
F*ck that cause lately I been yen searchin'
Tryin' to get my one and only upgraded from Louis Vuitton then Birkin
Trippin' with me cause all this work I done did
All this pain for me to become big
Mad at Strange you're nothing but some kids, quit it
Toured the world with Big Krizz, did it
Couple of bitches up in the biz, hit it
See this ho, she wanna meet this mo
Cause I treat this flow like my jizz, spit it
Got these niggas lookin' like a sad puppy
Cause I ride the wave of success like a huffy
Because of that I attract the big butt and busty
What? What I'm gon' do? What I'm 'gon say to a hater?

[Hook - Tech N9ne:]
Suck Me, Suck me, Suck me
You wanna throw salt
You wanna cuss me
What I'm gon' say to y'all
I'mma tell you suck me
Who say "dude, they tempt me"
S-U-C-K-M-E
Who say "dude, they tempt me"
S-U-C-K-M-E
Who say "dude, they tempt me"
S-U-C-K-M-E
Who say "dude, they tempt me"
S-U-C-K-M-E

[Bridge:]
Do I bring you for y'all? (Yes)
Do my team do it all? (Oh yes)
Okay, when I say jealous you say bitch
Jealous (Bitch) jealous (Bitch)
Jealous jealous (Bitch, bitch)
Jealous jealous (Bitch, bitch)

[Verse 2:]
You can be negative
I got the juice to be ahead of it
Get the best crew then we level it
Comin' for you with thee rhetoric
Man this industry's hoes, with my energy flows
Man I f*cked that bitch 'till she give me the gold
Then she gave me the forbes, listen gave me the glow
Took my tribe on the crazy road and baby we sold
All you man ladies behold, that's the way that we roll
That's what the swisher and ya bitch up in her wavy-vy ho
Look, that's why them mom and daughter duos wanna fluff me
They love my music, they can't help but be a hussy
You think you stopin' Strange, think you 'gon crush me
Boy, s-s-s-s-s-s-suck me

[Hook]

 

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Withdrawal

[Verse 1 - Krizz Kaliko:]
Now in the distant future
I won't be, dependent on you
Your pleasure is my torture
So I let you do what you do

[Bridge - Krizz Kaliko:]
The love you give to me
The reason I lost it all
I'm flyin' without wings
I'm free, I'm free to fall
So withdrawal

[Hook - Krizz Kaliko:]
Take me to a place
Where I can't feel my face
And I'm half the man I think I'm s'posed to be
(Withdrawal)
Cause I hate livin' here
Well, I gotta face my fears
But I can't let this drug take over me
(Withdrawal)

[Verse 2 - Krizz Kaliko:]
I wanna go back up there
But that's the, way I'll die
And sober seems so unfair
And not the way to be high

[Bridge - Krizz Kaliko:]
The love you give to me
The reason I lost it all
And I'm flying without wings
I'm free, free to fall
So withdrawal

[Hook]

[Verse 3 - Tech N9ne:]
Hello, can you hear me now?
I need you here to do music and write your raps when
Something really frightful happens
Makin' my life so taxing
You overdose it'll kill me like a rifle clappin'
At me if I go jack can
No longer hear my bro laughin'
Livin' items bad when
Every night so saddened
Gotta fight yo ass
Or deep down inside no action
Call it your bible black friend
My pyro blastin cause don't you know
That's how we lost Michael Jackson

[Hook]

 

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Nobody Cares

[Intro: Tech N9ne]
Swanky all the time...
So don't worry 'bout me cause I'm
Gucci, luchi, all up in my hallsies
Come from Kansas City and
"Get money"'s what they tought me

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
I'm a real one, fill 'em, up, I bust and kill 'em
Didn't have to sell my soul to sell some f*cking millions
When I drop this Bou Lou drink, it'll put me up in billions
The ceiling never could stop this KC, MO civilian
How ya didn't know we had the green when I'm all up in yo' magazine?
So focused on the flow, fo' fifth, yo' bitch throw shit, that's flattering
We ain't like you others, we got a very sick disease
And, if you get this bug, it may result in making cheese
Made a lot of Technicians, gettin' mo' is the next mission
We got the colleges, the suburbs and the 'jects trippin'
Off of this wealthy, foul-mouthed trigger
Don't even bother to get your wicky styles out, nigga!

[Hook: Krizz Kaliko (Crystal Watson) {Tech N9ne}]
Everything in my head, all these words that I said
(Nobody cares) Nobody cares
(And nobody gives a damn what I say, who I am)
(Nobody cares) Nobody Cares
These bright lights, show my life {nobody cares}
(No one, no one, no one, no one cares, nobody, nobody)

[Interlude: Tech N9ne (Krizz Kaliko)]
Fellas better put a chastity belt on yo' spouses
Put-put a chastity belt on yo' spouses (Ugh-huh!)

[Verse 2: Krizz Kaliko]
It is what it is, nigga, I'm underground
Y'all saying the same thing, mainstream in trouble now
I'm on my grown man, growin' a little stubble now
A Spotify gotta fly, hustle gotta double down
Murder was the case that I gave 'em
Damn her with my grammar hammer, nobody could save 'em
And we ain't just in Kansas City anymore
We on tour and we on some penny pinchin', "give me more"
If I die today, I'm comin' back, nigga
Strange Music's on big black fat nigga
Cause we resurrected with people been disrespectin'
No equal to this direction, with Kali, people can check it
We be the choppin' and Tech get it poppin' in every Metropolis
Tracks, we be toppin' as far as they flock to us, niggas be jockin' us
I flow, beware, rappers don't be goin' there
Maybe I'm just blowin' smoke in the air and no one cares

[Hook]

[Interlude: Stevie Stone]
I been (dope, d-dope, d-dope, dope, dope)
I get 'em (dope, d-dope, d-dope, dopeboy fresh)

[Verse 3: Stevie Stone]
Bitch, I been out here poppin', been up in these streets
Since I came up out that water, been the illest nigga low key
Got yo' bitch up all on my Peta, bendin' on them knees
Bitch came back around and got backed down
And done f*cked around and got beat, it's that, shake down!
Strange, so you know I make cake now
Want to know where's the house by the lake down?
I bought the car, it was the model and I'm make now
I kick back, my feet up, cramp down and re-up
Talk shit and I talk shit, let's pop shit, nigga, G up
Eeee, Whoa, kemosabe, (what ya smelling?)
Walk up in a room all you smell is money
Sixteen to ya tall, King
Like the hitman, nigga, holla, ball game

[Hook]