Tech N9ne

[fox69]

"Over It"
(feat. Ryan Bradley)

"Over It"
(feat. Ryan Bradley)



[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 mindfuck
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 fucking 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]

 

[fox69]

"Overtime"
(feat. Stevie Stone)

"Overtime"
(feat. Stevie Stone)



[Intro]
Yeah so, since I was 10 tears older then her (heh-yeah)
She tried to give me that "Coming to America" spiel, y'knahmsayin like
"Some guys, put in an hour - some of 'em, even an hour and a half"
"But a man gotta put in overtime for me to get off" [laughing]

[Chorus: sung]
Work it baby (work it baby)
I'ma give you extra, you deserve it baby (deserve it baby)
Put a star next to you cause your perfect baby (perfect baby) all the time
Clock out, clock in for overtime (overtime)

[Tech N9ne]
If you think we 'bout to go to sleep - forget about it
You really doubt it, though we can make the synergys link
In the middle of the night I'm fixin to enter the pink
Never the one to be stingy I leave my dinner, she winks (geah)
Cause she think she got me and her percentage be Brinks
But I'ma stick it without a ticket in the tender she thinks
Suck me up and then I can become her energy drink (gyah!)
And that's what she gon' need (geah)
Punchin the clock, I'm not gonna be done on three
Baby you probably wanna kick it and get 'er done on E
But you ever have steamy sexual fun on weed?
So I told her N9ne!
No I don't look it but I'm the older kind
But that dont mean I'ma stick it and quit it, forget it
Because tonight I'ma 'bout to get it in overtime

[Chorus]

[Stevie Stone]
Said I - love your body, love your pace
Love it when you maneuver your body off my space
and weather the chase, and have your body off in a daze
Now could'cha feel the hormones, they off of the rage
Now check it - let me take a little dose of the page
I'm hittin for hours and hours, hours hours and days
All the positions I'm feelin real kinky today
I've waited to play my trombone have a parade (have a parade)
Kitty kitty kitty kitty c'mere
Well there's a couple little things I wanna say in ya ear
I'm shiftin gears, love it when I strike the wheel
Leave ya stoned in the bed I'ma freak for real!
Baby girl, I'ma freak for real
A little too much tongue got me head over heels
Wetter the chill, head shot ready to kill
Ready to deal, head watch, watch you will

[Chorus]

[Tech N9ne]
Baby, baby gave me a job and I love it
I know you'll be lovin the way you'll throb when you hug it
When I got the punani I thought the job really was it
Before the punani you take the job and you shove it
Feel like a nigga makin love when I does it
On the clock I'ma stop it, when it buzz I'ma plug it
Good enough for me to be your husband in public
You really be wantin to pack a stud in your luggage

[Stevie Stone]
Uhh! Pack a stud in your luggage
Break down baby Stone gon' love it
Finally bang her, make a nigga wan' love it
Make me wanna snatch it, C2 grub it
Huh! It's one of a kind
You and your girls, and I come on with the N9ne
Spread them legs and open wide
Give you that overtime

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Overwhelming"
(feat. Jay Da 3rd)

"Overwhelming"
(feat. Jay Da 3rd)



[Intro: Tech N9ne]
This is so, so crazy..
This long journey..
Look at all the love you gave me
You gave me the strength..
To keep on moving forward
Pushing me past the stars..
Now the light I'm running toward..

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
At the bottom of the barrel, I was like the rotten apple
And I never graduated, no gown, no cap and a tassel
But I stowed my education, now I got my teachers baffled
Wonder why I feel the terror of number one independent
God picked my name in the raffle
I was dealt a bad hand, wasn't gonna amount to nothing
Thank god that I had fans, keyboards, mics an percussion
Cuz with that yo I elevated, now I'm just celebrated
Whenever tecca nina hit the public
Taking so many pictures, signing the autographs
Leaving messages on your voice mails and I love it
And with all this new success I can't believe this love level
Specially when they thought that I was devil
A painted up psycho brotha who loves metal
The response is overwhelming, for the love, can't thank you enough
Dedicated to all the people who got me out of hell
Ya'll saved my life and stuff

[Hook: Jay Da 3rd & (Tech N9ne)]
I opened up my heart, showed you what I had inside
An ocean full of truth, too deep for the lies
Ya made it to the pain, had to swim through the pride
There's nothing else I need to survive
Overwhelming! (So, so, so)
(Yeah, your love is so, so, so!)
So overwhelming! (So, so, so)
(Yeah, ay, it kept me alive yeah!)
Overwhelming! (So, so, so)
(Yeah, your love is so, its so, so!)
So overwhelming! (So, so, so)
(Yeah, it kept me alive yeah, yeah, come on!)

[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
Back in the days I went through visions, in my head, dreams that you'd listen
But my wonderful fans they came, and made it all come to fruition
Sometimes with the females I'll straight show my gratitude through kissin'
On the cheek, for the youngsters, foreheads, for the legal pound for the fella's and screw vixens
Way back when I was bitter, what's unused my music is litter, so mad at em, that I got jitters
Didn't consider that in a second I would be bigger, the label found that I was a hard hitter
I'd give'r shit was delivered hella hard from a spitter, gritter
Recognizing all the humongous love I'd get on facebook and positive messages on twitter
This is how I tell you thank you, to all of my fans I thank you
And you can tell all those suckaz that hate on the Nina they just upset that they ain't you
Cuz they favorite artist is lame, and neglects his fans, he does do
But your favorite artist goes out of his way to show you that he loves you

[Hook: Jay Da 3rd & (Tech N9ne)]
I opened up my heart, showed you what I had inside
An ocean full of truth, too deep for the lies
Ya made it to the pain, had to swim through the pride
There's nothing else I need to survive
Overwhelming! (So, so, so)
(Yeah, your love is so, so, so!)
So overwhelming! (So, so, so)
(Yeah, ay, it kept me alive yeah!)
Overwhelming! (So, so, so)
(Yeah, your love is so, its so, so!)
So overwhelming! (So, so, so)
(Yeah, it kept me alive yeah, yeah, come on!)

[Verse 3: Tech N9ne]
So here's to all of my fans, your making my dreams come true
You helped me create this land, by believing in things one knew
And that one is N9ne, you brung his time to everyone and rhymed
All though some is blind you brung his lines to the sun and shined
Technician hunts, keeping my every condition pumped
Giving you what your suspicion wants, waking up these hissing punks
To the early strange fans, thank you for feeling my pain man
But for the newbies I'm so so glad that you made it, welcome to strangeland
The tattoos, the tears, the gratitude, the years
My life you get through sound, thank you cuz Tech you found
Just know that I'm thankful and I will never ever let you down

[Hook: Jay Da 3rd & (Tech N9ne)]
I opened up my heart, showed you what I had inside
An ocean full of truth, too deep for the lies
Ya made it to the pain, had to swim through the pride
There's nothing else I need to survive
Overwhelming! (So, so, so)
(Yeah, your love is so, so, so!)
So overwhelming! (So, so, so)
(Yeah, ay, it kept me alive yeah!)
Overwhelming! (So, so, so)
(Yeah, your love is so, its so, so!)
So overwhelming! (So, so, so)
(Yeah, it kept me alive yeah, yeah, come on!)

[Outro: Tech N9ne]
Wow, thank you to all who love me
I mean it more than you know
I love you for feeling my music
And coming to every show
And I will forever be there
Through rain, sleet or snow
You're right there with the stars
Cuz I'm cutty now there's only one other place we can go

 

[fox69]

"Pain Killer"
(feat. Krizz Kaliko)

"Pain Killer"
(feat. Krizz Kaliko)



[Intro]
The Hole
Click Click
Mmmmmm Uuuurr no I cant do it (can't do it, can't do it)
Fuck this
Click Click
I gotta, I wanna
MMM

[Verse 1]
My pain killer's in my dresser
Right next to my rester
What insane brain would agree to this gesture
Too unjest less stress left with no extra
You's a mess, true depressed steps can infect ya
I'm a product of some shit gone wrong
Even though I speak to many with a hit song tone
Even though I'm famous and I'm givin' chicks long dong
Man I feel like a copper top just a sick stone drone
One flew over the cuckoos nest
And he cashed some buku checks
But he was not mentally stable the crew new tech
As a phenomenon but karma wanna noose dude's necks
Designer of death get to choose who's next
Is it real to you but if you got evil your kind to come and steal a few
Condemn souls 'cause of what the old pain killer do
Keep having these dreams of my taking my nine milli
Who can help me execute this desire to pop a pill or two

[Hook]
You cant give me medical attention to ease my pain
Sometimes I feel helpess and need something to relieve my brain
You may love your M.D.
But he has none in store for me
So when the raining bores on me
My dream for fillers, pain killer

[Verse 2]
My pain comes from me being a fuck up
With strange music we really, we lucked up
Cause being a lost soul got my bucks up
Even though my cerebral cortex and spirit needed a touch up
Everybody around me hurtin and shit
Well everybody on tv kickin it reject jerkin and shit
I'll be the one on stage and studios stressed out workin' and spit
This shit to the people and I know that I gotta alot of evil lurkin in quick
Women want me want me
So they flaunt thee monkey
Even doin' sex sometimes, a heap of stress still wants to haunt me
When I grab the yalk she couldn't talk and it was no humpty dumpty
Even though im sick in the head we kick it like a donkey don't we
My apology to anyone labeled a victim
And I'm losin' my mind I just picked up the nine and I gripped 'em
And I put it off in that direction like I was the kiss one
I always think of the day when I'm able to pull back and I click em

[Hook]
You cant give me medical attention to ease my pain
Sometimes I feel helpless and need something to relieve my brain
You may love your M.D.
But he has none in store for me
So when the raining bores on me
My dream for fillers, pain killers

[Verse 3]
No meds for me
Just left for me
Any light inside my head is just to dead to see
Any kind of way out of this hole can I
Pull this darkness outta this soul
Lotta people really wanna know how it's so
Cause a lot of motherfuckers have been down this globe
And I'm one of them
You can see it on the television, everybody trippin' and it's a ton of em
Straight feelin' that pain go insane
Then bang and it ain't no none of em
Many ways to end these days
When the darkness really wanna shun the sun
Ten million ways to die when you constantly cry and the gun is one

[Hook]
You cant give me medical attention to ease my pain
(tired of getting my shit like this man, I'm done with this fucking music man)
Sometimes I feel helpless and need something to relieve my brain
You may love your M.D
But he has none in store for me
So when the raining bores on me
My dream for fillers, pain killers

 

[fox69]

"Paint A Dark Picture"
(feat. Dirtball)

"Paint A Dark Picture"
(feat. Dirtball)



Man lives
In a sun lit world
Of what he believes to be reality
But
There is unseen by most
An underworld that is just as real
But not as brightly lit a
DARKSIDE

[Chorus]
I can write a verse and take the sun away... DARKNESS
Say good bye to light bcause it's gone today... DARKNESS
Ain't no smiling happiness is done away... DARKNESS
Watch me paint a pic that'll make you run away... DARKNESS

[Tech N9ne]
I don't really give of fuck what you think of me I had it up to here. yep.
Follow me into another de-mention of insanity's right here. step...
I know your feelin it I'm lovein you when I'm kissin n fuckin you n in a minute I'm a veer
left.
An by the pluck of the jugular see the blood of my lover and then I finish when your near
death.
I'm sorry but I mean it cause when I got the tool on bitch I got bulimic up in her like a
gynecologist with a penis
And when they bled on me I was giddy and never squeamish.
Bad as a demon I cannot get rid of her I really rely on the feelin of the sex an the red of a
woman.
Can I take a bite of your cerebellum I think it'll really get me up if I could be suckin your
seratonin.
Id rather just die than inflict any pain on somebody who truly put trusted me.
Better yet I just make her the suffer who taught me mocked me n fucked with me.
Maybe get up in the club and shoot it up and makem panic at the disco... (backwards)
I can paint a dark picture.
You don't want me to start with, cha.
Don't want me commin with the heart, hit cha.
Chew you up and if you really tart, spit cha.
After the brain I put the lemon moraine in.
Blood of a dame is what I drain my fang's in.
Takein the spirit and the body it came in.
Away from the sun n forever you can remain in.

[Chorus x2]

[Dirtball]
When I'm all up on a pallet a pain with blood of my name in vain sun up in it
Imna break it down the walls n try to stop me from poppin my gun up in it
Skits onta me honor me for the time never given to the rhyme in another mind lookin like a
nice guy
Behind the face be the beast of another mutha fucka that be heard the least.
So many here me when I say they can, that I remember everybody that layd me astray. yo fuckem.
Nobody but my closest know about my darkness and when they fall away. yo fuckm.
I'm to sick that I never checked outa my mental-ward working in sweden
Burin the bodies this song made my memory feedm ghost made me loud and I'm proud I can see them
I don't even wanna talk about it but I do it for the demons and the devils alive
Hopein that the nonbelievers get a number two in the eye please try to die save me the time
When I make a move when I'm commin through I'm a stay devoted to rhyme [x9]
Devoted to mine hex sign ruda wicked I'm a be forever de-dine
Picture this my wrist silt pissed off I'm hangin from a meat hook,
Yo I'm bangin on a meat hook it's the twist this chapter ya miss the darker the venom of a
main hook book
I'm tellin everybody I'm not doin so well I'm feelin my noggin to you better watch ya self
Sub-noise when I'm bangin on a tech set best believe the dark times are here my lips eclipse
everything

[Chorus x2]

I'm your worst fear.
I'm your favorite.
I'm your acquired taste.
Will you savor it.
If it blood thirst will you run from it.
No need cause I'm inside of you.
When the sun is spit.
You cannot escape me I'm your last resort your.
When you have a evil you cannot report.
I'm your royal sunshine malicious and heartless.
If ever you need an alibi rely on me I am.

DARKNESS

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Paint On Your Pillowcase"
(feat. Aqualeo)

"Paint On Your Pillowcase"
(feat. Aqualeo)



[Intro]
[Groupie] Um, I normally don't do anything like this (mhm)
But, um when I saw you in the club
I just thought... I had to try something different! (mm hmm)
I normally don't take anyone home on the first night, (mhmm)
But you look so, good to me...
[Tech N9ne]
Shut Up, take off your clothes

[Tech N9ne: Verse 1]
Lay down on the mother fucking bed, like I said
I'm a different kind of nigga, like to spread bloody red
From banging the thing I'm a tame when you shed naughty legs
I'm geeking
Cause you peaking with my head
Leave you dead and leaking
I'm a killer, but instead of a machete
I got my dick, I'm a drill her
Then I'm a hit her with the steady
A proper check up speedy
Like Andretti hit the crevi
A lot to pick up, Betty gotta be ready for the yetti
To eat, my kind of meat, find mine to feat
But climb N9ne the beast, Its my time to feast
Einstein N9ne slime the sheets
I'm tryna design [?]
She whine the least
Rewind the beat cause T9 he grind the freaks
Putting your mother fucking feline to sleep
Cannibalistic with her I'm hoping she don't mind the teeth
You invited me in
Gimme the Henny, lemon and sprite and the night'll begin
You ignited me when you stated you sighted me when
I was painted up so you came on up and kited my sin
Til the morning light, it was on tonight
You met a DK-N to fucking bone you right
Clones'll roam you might, be surprised with the vibe
But I'm leaving paint on your pillow meaning I was inside

[Chorus]
I ain't finna steal your fate
My aim is to kill your hate
We gone drank till you can't feel your face
Then I'm leaving paint on your pillowcase

[Verse 2: Aqualeo]
I’m smoking a lot, I failed a nigger when I told her where she was by my motherfucker face pine
‘cause bitch, it don’t matter what you think
When it drain, it will be your time and you’ll say ice hank
A little bit and a little more, is a little more liquor to get the whore
Fuck you because I do it with the leather floor
Later you will feel real stupid like a play prank
‘cause I know about the hold that was in her
Know she a sinner, oh, no beginner
Hold her ass low and go for the dinner
Tell that ho no, ‘cause my heart cold like winter
Yes, so, ‘cause she’s a freak, it ain’t me
Walking on the streets just getting me
One in four creeps just get me, so I told her corner for, eating my dick is a privilege
Take her down, take her, take her, take her down
But if I take her down, then a nigger will never get the crown
But if I get your picture will I own her lick her down
Then a lick her down will never be a nigger down
And her beating the sack is right, so the next time she’ll be in the time and place
Some that she can’t escape, but I can, even with a trace

[Chorus]
I ain’t finished with your thing
I ain’t here to kill your head
We can drain until we kill your vein
And leave the paint on your pillowcase
Paint on your pillowcase, paint on your pillowcase
We can drain ‘till you can’t feel your vein
And leave the paint on your pillowcase

[Verse 3: Aqualeo]
The sin that brought us all here
The one we love the most, but yet is the one we all fear
So time’s sadistic, it gets mystic and the trends are twisted
Bodies in exquisite positions, that’s so illicit
Illegal to the exhibits, solicit, yet we exist
In a thrill and all sorts of feeling we get, that’s so implicit
Why people risking their life, depinction husband and wife
To get closer to the true wise that brings us eternal life
The paint left on your pillow is the same from off the face
The one you see in your dreams when you’re taking below the waist
The devil was giving horns, but the nature from which was born
Every person that’s ever lived so get praise to the god of porn

 

[fox69]

"Paper"
(feat. Jay Rock)

"Paper"
(feat. Jay Rock)



[Intro: Bryan B Shynin]
This is your big homie Bryan B Shynin from Hot 103 Jams, host of underground heat
This next one is called "Paper", from that Tech N9ne Collabos, The Gates Mixed Plate, baby!

[Verse 1: Jay Rock]
Boy I'm 'bout my presidents
Benjamins and Jacksons
My name Jay Rock, a.k.a. get paper if you askin'
Catch me out in traffic
Traffic insult n' tragic
That magic trynna get that Frank Lucas and Ricky Ross cabbage
Find me on the freeway
Doin' deals on the 3 way
If you don't got my paper that chopper split you in 3 ways
My money runnin, it should be in some relays
No candles on my cake but everyday be my b-day
Comin' out that gutta, bitch I'm 'bout my dollas
Me and Tech up at the bank, takin' them paper showers
Who gives a fuck what you think, broke niggas envy hard
Gats in my drawers, guns in the car
Knock a nigga off
It's all about survival dawg
Get money, fuck bitches, rockstar
I'm 'bout my paper, you 'bout some paper? Let's do some business
If you cross me, hundred round magazine you gon' get your issue

[Hook:]
Paper, paper, paper, paper, paper, paper, paper, paper
Do what we do to survive (gotta get it)
Paper, paper, paper, paper, paper, paper, paper, paper
Get it like a thief in the night (you know I'm gettin')
Paper, paper, paper, paper, paper, paper, paper, paper
I'm comin' for yours, now it's mine (all about it)
Paper, paper, paper, paper, paper, paper, paper, paper
Mind on money, money on my mind

[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
I've sacrificed everything to get this fuckin' money
It'll be a wrap just like a mummy if you try to get it from me
Think it's funny
Try to get me when I'm lookin' stunny
Your blood and guts runny when I bust in the middle open up your tummy, yummy
Federal reserve note
Better know the darn ropes
Let her go with her folks, find out that she rollin' with your dope
Rats never deserve hope, put a knife where there were throats
Varicose veins are drained, and not a single word flows
Dollars made boss, holla raised cost
Cause all was in squalor because of all your days off
So I gotta get paid off, I'm a baller nay lost
Crosses and your wall lookin' like ragù and hollandaise sauce
I'll make ya the yapa no fakin' a neighbor for sacred
But if your face is a hater I'll erase your space on this place, ya
Better take the base out your trachea
I'mma waste your crepes and your Jäger
Not a fuckin' place will be safer
I'mma say that it's scraped in my nature to chase the

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Party & Bullshit"
(feat. Big Ben, Shadow)

"Party & Bullshit"
(feat. Big Ben, Shadow)



Black Walt told me if you wanna bonafide banga
you gotta start with a hard ass kick and a snare (yea)
Add some dope ass music around and a hard MC and you got

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
Every night, it seem like we celebrating birthdays (hoooooo!)
Cause rappin on planet Earth pays
Smelling like versa (chaa) or is it Versace?
You got me sloppy from popping this oxys and shots of saki, copy (chaa)
All you ladies in here, I am sharing wood (chaa)
I just, wanna lay between ya and ram square into it (chaa)
Cause, when it come to women, ya man Aarons good
I done been inside-a more woman than planned parent hood (chaa)
I got more bottles, than new born babys, for youporn ladies
I want you drink up till you horn crazy and rape me (chaa)
Till im lazy and achey (chaa), wanna get shady and tape me? (chaa)
Okay baby lets say we tape me inflating your trakey (chaa)
Im just partying I ain't letting the tool spit (chaa)
I ain't tryan have you haters layin below the pool pit (chaa)
40 acres and mule sit, in my garage with a cool kit (chaa)
eat, drink and be merry mang and miss me with all that bullshit(?)
Aint not telling how drunk and how you'll get

[Chorus 2x]
(Hey hey)
We party and bullshit
Booze it with floosies (hey hey)
And that's how we do's it
Not the Biancas we choosing
Everybody lose it, listenin to our music

[Verse 2: Big Ben]
And they like, and they like, yup do that thing you do (I am)
What you mean? baby gurl I need some liquor too
Aye, she need a picture too, Big Ben she want a picture too
Im F-L-Y, so why not? We can flick a few (fuck yea)
Knock the lenses out my frames and start the ruckus (yes)
So when I scream through the scene you kno you niggas finna crush it
Max out on swagga, not your ordinary rapper
But I do my thing extra, like no ordinary madness (Gotya)
Keep that smooth movement so proper
They keep choosin on ya dude cuz I be's all about my dollas
On the baddest bitch swaggin through, its not a big deal
Shit I receive more tongue then a double stacked thizz pill
Its real, what you say you lose the crew and (e)scape with me
No need to slow it down you let them other suckas pace the speed, dig it? (yep)
Fuck it, imma party like a trap star
and probably get my ass thrown out for going that hard
Aye, Aye

[Chorus 2x]
(Hey hey)
We party and bullshit
Booze it with floosies (hey hey)
And that's how we do's it
Not the Biancas we choosing
Everybody lose it, listenin to our music

[Verse 3: Shadow]
Okay... you said 24 right?
Imma tell you keep it here
I go by the name of Shadow

Yo, yo flow miss me, buy vodka, get pissy
Roll with tech n9ne, bear arms and get grizzly (prrrrraaa)
Ever ready, a killer that flows angelic
Story telling and battle rapping who can't sell it?
Should I speed it up? Nah imma keep it strange
My inner voices told my outer voice to be deranged
The devil on my shoulder got a devil on his back
Who told em everytime I see Biancas give her ass a smack
I need a bumps rock, fresh pair of sucka duckaz
Its a party, im bullshittin with moafuckas
Shadow fly, look at bitches with a crooked eye
Battle me? I think your favorite rapper rather die
Who you know could spit a flow this clean?
My notesbooks to 10th grade, I got so many 16's
Please, I got a lot of hard tones, that'll fuck up your view with a view
like Star Jones
Yall clones, my style is the original
Half you wack rappers just opitimize pitiful
But me? Spittin classic is a ritual
I stopped liking rap when the lion got habitual
Im sick of you, the streets turned me to a cetinel
Im so not Common, but I still see the bitch in you
Shit, can't nobody out-rhyme me
So Tech, call Trav right now and tell him sign me

[Chorus 2x]
(Hey hey)
We party and bullshit
Booze it with floosies (hey hey)
And that's how we do's it
Not the Biancas we choosing
Everybody lose it, listenin to our music

Yea... throw ya cups in the air if ya drunk like me, yea
Tech N9ne, Big Ben, Shadow, X-rated vodka and sprite boy

 

[fox69]

"Party The Pain Away"
(feat. Liz Suwandi)

"Party The Pain Away"
(feat. Liz Suwandi)



[Intro:]
If you can't dance, this the maint'nance

[Hook: Liz Suwandi]
I need release from this frantic mind
I've got the cure, I know you've got mine
So go ahead and pour me more wine
We've got all night, we can make it right
(Let's party the pain away)

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
Whenever problems show up
Man I really wanna blow up, drinkin til I throw up
And tonight I'm havin mo' luck
Couple bad bitches rolled up, to puff a little dough up
And they givin us the dame thang
Puffin, drinkin, than we bang-bang
Knock it out the frame, mane
Caught a couple mo' dame-dames
Than my homies with the cane came
Now we got a Strange thang
Yeah... y'all do, I don't (what's that, Tech?)
Turn down something I won't
I'm a... grinch when I'm yearning it
Get so hot up in the spot, I think I'm partying at Burning Man
I deal with the real, when I feel
But tonight I'm takin Bou Lou to the grill
I'll be damned, if it ain't a day, I kick it and can't obey
When life is heavy we uh... party the pain away

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
I be off in Australia
Where the ladies really didgeridoo it if they smell ya
Aboriginal's will tell ya
That they rollin hella deep, and if you trippin it's a failure
When I'm off in California
Molly got me so dehydrated, smell ammonia
I be feelin like a donor
Not blood, but the other stuff
Cause the women bone ya
When the real life's on my case
A woman waits, to sit on my face
In Missouri, it's all on my state
When I'm home, yes I keep a heapin on my plate
I'm in a dark party, with a red light
'Bout to be another "take it to the head" night
Whether you're drinkin, or you're smokin, or the med type
Partyin the pain away, don't even got your bread right

[Hook]

[Bridge:]
If you can't dance, this the maint'nance
Let's party the pain away

[Verse 3: Tech N9ne]
If you're stressin, I feel ya
If I'm off up in your city, come and party with the Milla
20 shots of tequila
This'll make a little money so I'm gonna pay the billa
If she lookin don't be jello
Get your woman, take her picture with me cause I'm hella mello
If you're tough and wanna yell though
She'll be leavin with the crew
And I'm a stick her like some velcro
We the party people, night and day
Livin crazy is the only way, got a...
Party persona, fuck the pain and come and kick it
Are you smelling my aroma?
When things get bad, get trashed
That's my advice on yo bitch ass
Faded like you think I am
On the brink, of a drink, and the drink got slammed

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"PBSA"
(feat. CES Cru)

"PBSA"
(feat. CES Cru)



[Tech N9ne:]
Chest out, ten toes down
Left routes been shown now
Tech shouts, them foes frown
Next bout, you stretched out, we test clout when in yo' town
Ex'd out, full of debt doubt cause the best house we hold ground!
Better run now, don't come around my way
Gonna be dumbfound when the gun sounds cause sun down is my day
Meaning I don't sleep, but yo food yes I'm gon' eat, alone peep
Anybody tryna get the grown seat better gone, it's gonna be a long week!
(Rah, rah, rah!) That's what they talkin' a lot of em bumpin' they chops
But they can never compare to the winner, they simply be giving me something to knock
I slay wack, just play back my hits
So you better stay back on this great track cause I made that my bitch!
You wantin' this, I'm on a mission too
So you ain't gonna get what you wanna get, this one I'm kickin' through
Hit they mama, quit the trauma, hid dishonor gets to shoot
If you want a bitch, a ton of shit cause I'ma hit your crew
Bout to knock you out yo' skin, go in body, then I'ma go chin
Place yo' bet, you gonna hate the Tech
Cause I'ma break yo' neck, we ain't no kin
Dreams and hopes will be broken when that flow spin
I'ma fo' sho' sin, level headed when the rebel get it
Heavy metal fetish when I go in!

PLAY BALL!
SLAY ALL!
[x4]

[Godemis:]
War paint on my mean mug
Accolades, I got dumb clout
Back to back I run mad laps
When the sun's down or the sun's out
Sara Jay on my side arm
Y'all ain't tryna see me with guns out
With mo anger, that's no-brainer
So y'all niggas better run routes!

[Ubiquitous:]
I heard something 'bout
Anybody can get it, I'm with it
I'm coming for Sun's crown
When I hit him he done after one count
Yeah I'm living, I love it, my lungs loud
When I come from the scrummage
The scrimmage, I did it, I done it like what now
We could put up some butter and do it no stutter
But put up or shut up your bum mouth!
Now it's your move, took a chump out, I'm so old school
Yeah, say hi to my little friend
Kill 'em with the pen, make the dynamite go boom!
Talk about big balling, and it may seem like I'm stalling
When I'm staring outta that wall and
Bombing like Babe Ruth when I call it
Yes y'all it, and my bet's all in, heck nah, never let y'all win
In the game, everything a test to check
To see who can really hang like a net, all in
Come and train with the Ces, yeah
It's no thing little bunny, I can bang with the best in the biz
You better be saving all of your breath for the gym
Gotta run until there ain't nothin' left in the lid bruh, let's get it in
You heard me, chewed 'em up, I'm done early
Suited up in my jersey, feelin' like who or what can come serve me
Y'all too corrupt to come prove to us your kung-fu
You suck, you're unworthy, dirty like Harry makin' my day
Tell 'em I come to slay when I play, break!

[Tech N9ne:]
PLAY BALL!
SLAY ALL!
[x4]

[Godemis:]
K-I-M, and I kill shit
You could say that I slay turds
DIB and I K-I-S, y'all L-A-F and those eight words
On my D-O-B I was D-O-A, but I came up out of that coma homie
ODB, I take no T-O, I'm like Oscar Meyer with no bologna
Killer and I'm dealin' 'em, I'm wavy
Sinner in the center of a stadium, ya numb
And now I go gorilla for real, uh, fuck I'm off the wall for real, uh
And I'm an inaudible offense as often as needed
Y'all slower than molasses, run screen passes, Weeden
Ya get hit with a blitz, boy
Just for thinkin' that they couldn't catch this
And when I run a muck, I'm puttin' numbers up
Go and take you a look at my stats bitch
My contract's got no cap, and the money is under the mattress
I stay high like A.I, what the fuck are we talkin' bout, practice?

[Tech N9ne:]
PLAY BALL!
SLAY ALL!
[x4]