Tech N9ne

[fox69]

"Road Rage"
(feat. Irv da Phenom)

"Road Rage"
(feat. Irv da Phenom)



[Intro-Reversed]
It’s my lane you fly or you die mayne
Deny that we hype don’t even try mayne
Rely on this guy to give you migraines
Screamin’ on you demons A.Y.
Aim to fry thangs

[Chorus]
This is road rage, this is, this is road rage
This is cold days, this is, this is cold days
Never on your page, this forever flow stays
This is road rage, this is, this is road rage

As the stars start falling,
But it fell all the way down under the underground
There is where we create Strangeland (BOOM)
You know what I’m saying right there

[Tech N9ne]
Get the fuck out of my way
I don’t be givin a fuck
Never come into my lane
Nigga, we choppin em up
Here we’ll be givin em pain
And then we hit with a truck
That is the name of the game
When you be fuckin wit us

Make a path for a nigga, you better be ready to get the cash for a nigga
We break and we crush and we slash every nigga
And if you think any better we gonna blast on a nigga
I’m yellin on you because you ain’t on my level
You cannot beat me so you say that I’m a devil
Can’t nobody get me when the foot is on the pedal
On this road I hella go I’m a rebel

This my lane you fly or you die mayne
Deny that we hype don’t even try mayne
Rely on this guy to give you migraines
Screamin’ on you demons A.Y.
Aim to fry thangs

[Chorus]
This is road rage, this is, this is road rage
This is cold days, this is, this is cold days
Never on your page, this forever flow stays
This is road rage, this is, this is road rage

This is our lane nigga, stay in your own mothafuckin lane
I’m sick of yellin on you motherfuckers
Imma let my young nigga merc y’all ass

[Irv Da Phenom]
Un-fuck withable come get it, no?
Some get it go when they trippin’ on the tire smoke
‘Cause you minimal and I’m a general
Plus I’m finna blow and have you niggas runnin for survival
I know, you probably thought that trash you spit was real hot
Why don’t, you hand the microphone to me and go get a real job
‘Cause that ain’t dope boy
Somebody please tell this po’ boy
We ain’t playin games no mo’ boy
We hoggin up the lane and goin insane for the dough boy
Don’t you eva eva come here no mo’ boy
Cause we don’t play the wack shit
We beast on every track that we be on
Better wake up, you sleep on the elite homes

Your flow’s like a Prius, paint it pink with little flower decals
Mine’s like a mothafuckin monsta truck
Finna ride and crush anybody on the street now
Hop into your city and they ready to geek out
You pick up the mic and they ready to leave out
Meanwhile I’m back stage with a bad thick broad and
Imma bout to bring her and the freak out

Get out my lane (right)
You ain’t talkin about a thang unless it’s about some change
And I’m off the chain (right)
Imma give it to ya broad and beat it out the frame
And I ain’t playin (right)
And I got one thang I gotta bring to this game, it’s Damon Wayans
Damon Wayans? Yeah nigga that’s major pain

[Chorus]
This is road rage, this is, this is road rage
This is cold days, this is, this is cold days
Never on your page, this forever flow stays
This is road rage, this is, this is road rage

 

[fox69]

"Roadkill"
(feat. Excision & Krizz Kaliko)

"Roadkill"
(feat. Excision & Krizz Kaliko)



[Excision/Tech N9ne:]
I need Energy!
Energy! Energy!
Choose your weapon
Send whatever you do in life to hell or heaven
No question
Kill it
Like a MAC-11
Or Smith & Wesson
Tech and X and Krizz will make 'em call the reverend

[Tech N9ne:]
I kill off everything wit this
So good you better be bringin it!
Killin em cleverly kingin shit that is so real I will never be dreamin this!
Killin em softly no it ain't my lane
Hard is the way I display my pain
I put it on murder the moment they say my name!

Ew yeah
I do share
War instilled
I won't spare
I will spill
Those who are not real!

ROAD KILL!
Push, pull, kick, aim, squeeze, drill
All everyone of ya
Push, pull, kick, aim, squeeze, drill
ROAD KILL!

ROAD KILL!
Push, pull, kick, aim, squeeze, drill
All everyone of ya
Push, pull, kick, aim, squeeze, drill
ROAD KILL!

You better be careful with summoning my circle with evil intentions I dominate
Any competitor etcetera etcetera
im comin' out the victor cause i'm the great
If you continue to come with confusion
Or crazy well I can accommodate
You with this bussin' I'm givin' 'em concussions
I'm totally crushin' cause I'm a Yates
I get the people involved, they want me deep in this brawl
Wish I was reachin' for peace but I am beefin' with ch'all
Breakin' your teeth and your jaw
Labeled a monster when they say that I say danke
Cause the anger I conjure
All the demons we send them, been never of yonder
If you're not evil then what is good on ya?

Ew yeah
I do share
War instilled
I won't spare
I will spill
Those who are not real!

ROAD KILL!
Push, pull, kick, aim, squeeze, drill
All everyone of ya
Push, pull, kick, aim, squeeze, drill
ROAD KILL!

ROAD KILL!
Push, pull, kick, aim, squeeze, drill
All everyone of ya
Push, pull, kick, aim, squeeze, drill
ROAD KILL!

[Krizz Kaliko:]
If we fear anything
That'll mean
You're the brain
Lets see what you're made of
Kill everything you're afraid of
ROAD KILL!

[Tech N9ne:]
Thank you for listening to Special Effects...bitch

 

[fox69]

"Rock & Roll Nigga"

"Rock & Roll Nigga"



I like big booty bitches rappin and Lynard Skynyrd
Cases of beer cold as a Kansas City winter
Drink to get drunk then find a chick and put dick off in her
Then make her take me shopping for kicks at Harold Pener
My family gave me rock, my family gave me rap
The streets gave me guap, the streets gave me straps
Black bitches fuck me, white bitches love me
Trust me I do em both at the same time rough as rugby
Do em both to Bon Jovi, and then to Public Enemy
Energy in me definitively I'm on Hennessy and then I'm on Jimmy B
I used to have red spikes at raves, and then turn around havin blue and red fights with k's
Your parents got a cold shiver cause a pot of gold hit a fatha gorilla that's a dolla go getta
And he's an awesome flow spitta
Your daughter goes with a guy who loathes millers
Why?

Cause I'm a rock and roll nigga
They don't understand me
God naturally tanned me
You don't like it I can be a nigga
Rockin 600 diamonds, black and white bitches cryin when they eyes hit this rock n roll nigga
And I ain't changin, got my slipknot bangin and I
Swear to God I ain't never ever giving up
Fried chicken wings and Coors Light nigga what?

High school hung with a white bruha
Came home then I went straight to Jumu'ah
Then after that I put back on my red puma
Then bark at a chick the same height and color as Uhma
And we get the lead out to Zeplin we blow the bed out
Got a call from one of the homies in trouble so yo we sped out
Got to the hood and found a rivalry took his head out
We had to show them evil motherfuckers what that red bout
Until we find the killers you know we will search
For those who kill first we gon let the steel squirt
And this mentality's valid because we real hurt
To ease the pain I listen to Getty, Alex and Neil Pert
Growin up it was a chore, cause I gravitated towards stuff the homies ignored
Like trippin off bad brains when on my skateboard
Even more, I named my gangsta rap label after The Doors!

Cause I'm a rock and roll nigga
They don't understand me
God naturally tanned me
You don't like it I can be a nigga
Rockin 600 diamonds, black and white bitches cryin when they eyes hit this rock n roll nigga
And I ain't changin, got my slipknot bangin and I
Swear to God I ain't never ever giving up
Fried chicken wings and Coors Light nigga what?

My momma made me, raised me
Played me 80's made me crazy
My father played me crazy made me aid me vaugly praised me
But I'm a real with a lotta will
Remembered I would kill for a dolla bill
But that all changed with strange man I gotta deal.
Like every scholar in the game, got alotta mil
Still a riot maker fuckin bring the house down
Who that gang bangin rocker with the loud sound
That's Tecca Nina with the shit that make them broads hound
Telekinesis with my speeches get them drawers down
And that goes for the grand dragon daughters too
And the Neo-Soul conscious chicks they wanna swallow who?
The show gritter and yo little low wigger '
Better not be caught with no sitta

Cause I'm a rock and roll nigga
They don't understand me
God naturally tanned me
You don't like it I can be a nigga
Rockin 600 diamonds, black and white bitches cryin when they eyes hit this rock n roll nigga
And I ain't changin, got my slipknot bangin and I
Swear to God I ain't never ever giving up
Fried chicken wings and Coors Light nigga what?

 

[fox69]

"Rock Yo Head"
(feat. 816 Boyz)

"Rock Yo Head"
(feat. 816 Boyz)



[Intro: Tech N9ne]
Let's drink 'till the liqour gone
Don't think, get the swisha blown
So when a stink trick hit yo phone
Say, "Bitch, lemme get my kick it on!"

[Chorus:]
Rock yo Head, to the beats, yeah
Everybody rockin, understand what I said
Rock yo Head, Rock yo Head
Stop my bread I'm a rock yo head!
Nigga
Rock yo Head, Rock yo Head
Rock yo Head, I'm a Rock yo Head
Rock yo Head, Rock yo Head
Stop my bread I'm a Rock yo Head

[Verse 1:]
[Tech N9ne:]
Jordan on my tennis shoe
Organ yellin 'Gimmie you! '
Scorin' the foriegn chick
Got her whorin in her Jimmy Choo
Pour until my Henny through
Your men weak as Winnie Pooh
Ignorin' [?] chicks not
Affordin niggas any-who
[Kutt Kalhoun:]
Kutty got the thing on lock like Yoda
Middle of the floor
With your girl bent over
Two cups, Two bottles
Left hand on my logo
Right hand on my stick
Twitt' pic for the photo
Makzilla
[Makzilla:]
I got the g-uh-irls
All around the w-uh-orld
Why's that?
Cause I'm makin toes c-uh-url
When I beat it they say I really need it
I spit game like my name's E-E-E-Earl
[Krizz Kaliko:]
I'm gonna be Kali Baby until they come'n get me
816, that's what's wrong with me
Tryin' to see how much money this song gon' get me
I said Rock yo Head, gon' Rock Rock with me

[Chorus]

[Verse 2:]
[Makzilla:]
Goodah
Goodah
Scratch
Scratch
Dome
Don't mess with it
Fuck what I'm sayin
Then invest with' the vest with' it
Shout-out to Dj Khalid when we screamin
We the Best with it, Hit em with the lyrical
Skill like I'm possesed with the Ces in it
[Krizz Kaliko:]
If you get it, that mean you said somethin you regretted
But if you get beheaded, then you never should have said it
This is head bangers ball, break your neck to this, rock until yo spine
Outta socket shake it like a pocket rocket
Okay!
[Tech N9ne:]
Tech is spray
When the re-uh-record play
Make me really wanna catch a
Fade, [?], if we saturate
That brigade, that is retro-blade
You just afraid, Tech of what
Your nigga 'bout to pay
[Kutt Kalhoun:]
Never say we didn't give em [?]
Out of drama, then his momma gonna be fake on his betta days
2Pac re-incarnated, this aided the [?]
Went to Mary, said 'Make em straight wish he'd of fled away'

[Chorus]

[Verse 3:]
[Makzilla:]
Bringin this dope
But I brought no feds
I don't mess with phony niggas
That got no cred's
Yeah
[Krizz Kaliko:]
On this album there be alot more sin, like
Don't be fuckin around with white loafs' bread
[Kutt Kalhoun:]
You can find me up in the spot so red
And if you dis-respect me you gettin shot so dead
[Tech N9ne:]
I'm gonna be chillin at the top
No meds, Like Reggie Denny
I'm a Rock Yo Head!

[Chorus]

[Outro: Krizz Kaliko]
816 Boyz! Ain't we sick boy!
Well, ain't we?
Quick to get your girls panties!
Hoes!

 

[fox69]

"Rock-A-Bye"
(feat. Ben-G Da Prince of Soul)

"Rock-A-Bye"
(feat. Ben-G Da Prince of Soul)



[Intro:]
- Hey, hey Mr. Big, how you doing, man? Thanks so much for having me here to your house
- Welcome to my home
- You have a beautiful home, man, this is, this is wonderful
- Thank you, I never invite anyone to my home, but this is very special sign here
- No, I'm honored, man, I'm really honored, thank you so much
- But before we get started, you mind if we just chill out here, it's a beautiful night, can just relax?
- No, I don't, I don't mind it all, man, let's just chill
- Here, sit right here, take a sit
- Oh, okay
- Yeah
- Hey, this is nice
- Here, have a drink
- What's this?
- Oh... it's just something to relax you, go ahead
- Oh, okay
- Gives you swagger
- Uhm, feels good
- You need that swagger to be big?
- Yeah
- I want you just to relax
- Huh-uh
- Go to sleep
- Yeah
- You will all be paid to be...

[Hook: Ben-G Da Prince of Soul]
(Rock, rock) rockabye (rock, rock) rockabye
(Stop, stop) stop, you won't play me
(Not, not) not a guy (hot, hot) hot as I
(Rock, rock) rockabye, baby
(Go to sleep, go-go-go to sleep) you make me go
(Go to sleep, go to sleep) oh, you make me go
(Go to sleep, go-go-go to sleep) you make me go
(Go to sleep) rockabye, baby

[Tech N9ne:]
(THERAFLU)
That's what it be feelin like when they bear you through
Every stereo radio, and they swear you true
But the dopey delivery is unbearable
Drink (CARIBOU)
Gotta grab your nads, you in the building
Rip it til you blast, they ass, up in the ceiling
Look a lot of rappers trash, ain't got the feelin
Not in your brain, to wanna change, up your energy game
What a shame, you got a name, but you're lyrically lame
Sedated, save it, cause your memory stained
From 'caine you're faded, a beginner remains
With fame you're jaded, and you give me your lane
I came to spray it, and it finna be pain
Will you please, stop...
Rappin that crap that you givin me, mayne?
I been fiendin foe, meanin flow
But they thought process seemin slow
You ain't gotta rap hella fast for me to like you
But wake the fuck if they screamin, bro
And that's good, you're able to get your green and go
But a lot of you shouldn't wanna be seen in show
Cause when I go to your set you be leanin low

[Hook]

[Tech N9ne:]
Never do you really gotta be I'll as me
Lyrically, stalled
Lot of rappers gonna wanna grit they grill at me
Furiously, y'all
But when you run up and then you find out villains we
Fear is recalled
Music and murkin niggas don't really wanna deal with me
Seriously, dawg
Your flow's on NyQuil, or them night pills
Or that codeine, that y'all drank
It's a funny sight for real, the people like you still
When you so lean, that you can't
Spit one of your verses, worse, you just faint
Better get a nurse, a hearse, and kiss paint
Watch a nigga urk and jerk, he's on the purp
A Percocet alert, to Earth, if it's quaint in a...
Box, see me comin but can't even swing at me (weak as fuck)
When you be rappin, you mummy, you don't wanna see me
Screamin up to the tip-top, a lot of you rappin, it be Ziploc
All I'm sayin, is I never wanna have no MSG in my hip-hop
(Ehe-haha! Can you feel it? Feel the swagger, hahaha)

[Hook]

[Tech N9ne:]
Last thing I'm gon say
The people don't really have green or gold pay
So when you think of rapping and go lay
Your vocal, you better, mash mean and go cray
But if you a beginner still, in a deal
And yo remedial rappin is in a mill
I guess I better slow it down a little bit and go pop me a couple of (Benadryl)
Fuck, nigga, why you wake me up, nigga?
Makin million dollars layin in the cut, nigga
Fuck what you say, I been 'sleep for two day
Go to sleep, Tech N9ne, nigga, too paid

[Outro:]
Stay alive, homeboy, that's all I want you to do
You make me go (go to sleep, go to sleep)
Oh, oh, you make go (go to sleep, go-go-go to sleep)
You make me go (go to sleep) rockabye, baby

 

[fox69]

"Runaway"

"Runaway"




[Tech N9ne]
Yo, wassup baby?
How you been?
It's been a long time since I talked to you last
I got a question, you still with homeboy?
Y'know homeboy don't matter to me
I'm interested in you baby
We can creep
Y'know what I'm sizzlin'?
Just think about it baby, I'm tryin' to get with you for real

[Chorus - 2x]
Might be some fun to runaway
This game is one I wanna play
I'm done, he's gone and run astray
No fun, the sun has gone away

[Tech N9ne]
Wassup?
This ya boy Tech Nina
It's good to hear ya, but it's been a minute since I seen ya
Fox demeanor
Gots to dream ya
Cause you stay blocked and locked with hops between ya
I know you got a man
I know you got a little on the side
But I was thinkin if you down for creepin then we can slide
You's a hot one
And you look like you need a top notch one
Ya boy couldn't win it with Johnny Cochran
I know he with you when it's cool
But I'm still tryin to get you to cruise
That ill behind and your lips and your boobs
Come get with a fool
We can take any trip that you choose
Forget that your dude is waitin while you twistin in the nude with this
Boss villian ghetto true mafia
Feel you from here to Czechoslovakia
What's stoppin ya?
I need it and I don't think that I can deal without it
Strictly being real baby tell me what you feel about it

[Chorus - 2x]
Might be some fun to runaway
This game is one I wanna play
I'm done, he's gone and run astray
No fun, the sun has gone away

[Tech N9ne]
I know you got time with dude and I'm new
But I'mma true
and I'm tryin to get into you
I know he probably give you big love
But I don't trip cause
Dude's cool, I met him at the strip club
Ya he's good for you
He keeps you grounded
While I pound it
Soft and wet is how it sounded
Leave you astounded
From the tongue dancin around it
That's the angle
Search for an angel
and then I found it
Right between those eyes baby
I know it gets heated at home
But your homie Tech Nizzle can hear your cries baby
I know it's hell, I put out fires with this
Got him cussin on your pager and slittin tires and shit
You don't need that
You need positive feedback
Lift you're skirt up and throw you on the counter and eat that
L-E-G's back
Pull it out and I tease that
We release that
Have us a drink and repeat that
What you think?

[Chorus - 2x]
Might be some fun to runaway
This game is one I wanna play
I'm done, he's gone and run astray
No fun, the sun has gone away

[Tech N9ne]
Yo, yo, check
I need a hardcore chick who can chill
On the rap side
Love, money, and keep her scratch-tied
So when your homeboy don't act right
Just remember my face is a permanent sittin spot for your backside
I'm just tryin to kick it
Make up your mind you want N9ne to stick it
I'm diggin you because you fine and wicked
Don't want to miss it
I'm psycho sick wit it
Dig it
I slop you like a biscuit
and I'll hop ya like a cricket
This is a - decent proposal don't ever hate on it
When I see somethin I want baby I'm never late on it
You ain't gotta answer now you can merinate on it
But before I go I got to throw this serenade on it
It goes
When it rains and when it thunders
If he treat you like a cheap and he runaway from ya
You can call me on the under
When you need someone to run to just dial my number

[Chorus - 2x]
Might be some fun to runaway
This game is one I wanna play
I'm done, he's gone and run astray
No fun, the sun has gone away

[Tech N9ne]
So what you think baby?
You think you can do this?
You think you got the borders to do this with me? (Hehehe...)
You know you're thinkin about it
I know you're thinkin about it
I see how you look at me
You and me exchangin looks over his shoulder at the restaurant, remember that? (Heh)
Ya, I know you remember that
Just creep with me baby, it's cool
We can kick it, y'know what I'm sayin?

 

[fox69]

"Running Out Of Time "Root""

"Running Out Of Time "Root""


[Chorus:]
Times Running Out (Running Out) Time Keeps On Tickin (We Got To Keep It Movin)
Times Running Out (Running Out) Time Keeps On Slippin (We Got To Keep It Movin)

[Verse 1:]
Pain. (What Is It) Originally Penalty Physically Or Mentally Sensations U Feel When You Hirtin Distressed, A Bit Of Anguish Can Bring You Closer To Your
Death, Cuz Of The Lack Of Success Now, Time, Aint On My Side Cuz Im Tryin To Find My Piece Of Mind And Rhyme, But The Catch Is You Got To Have The Paper To
Shine, If We Dont Im Sorry We Might Have To Do Capers Do Crime, Cuz My Mom Is Sic Doc, Im Gridlocked, Epilepsy And Lupus Alfred Hitchcock, Coulndt Write The
Suspense And Shit On This Block, Fist-Cocked When Im Walking My Lips Locked, Irs And The Child Division They Wanna Shut A Nigga Down To The Ground Gotta
Make This Shit Pop

[Chorus x2]

[Verse 2:]
Neva Like I Cheated For The Chedder Whatever We Gotta Do To Make It Better Cuz Im (Running Out)
Mama Gotta Get A Better Livin I Got The Power To Bust (We Got To Do It Movin)
Tryin To Get A Milli And I Really Been Silly The Pill In Me Killin Me So The Devils (Comin Out) Lookin For Love An The Demon Neva Lookin For Love'm (I
Guess Im Trully Ruined) No Matter What I Ever Do,Nina Always Gotta Deliver,Never Comin Out On Top As The Winner,Might Have To Take It Back To November,71
When I Was The Heavenly Son,Now We Run With Killas Who Carry The Guns,Marry The Bum Now I Gotta Marry The One,Sick Of Carrying The (I Have No Clue)
The Root Of The Problem,Is The Root Of All Evil,The Ones That Hiss At The Enemy,And The Ones That Ruined My People,After All This Time,After All This
Rhyme,Still,Comin To See Me The Fans Takin In All This N9ne,And Thats Positive Cuz Everything Is Negative I Need A Sedative U Get Her Preg-A-Nent They
Levy Shit Takin More Money Than Youll Ever Get,Im Ready As Ready Get,For The Capital Out For Your Stack Ill Attack For Your Fetti Bitch But Thats Petty
Shit,And If I Grind I Wonder How Much Time They Gon Make Me Sit

[Chorus x2]

[Verse 3:]
Its Like Its A Trap,Rap,When U Spend Ur Scratch,And U Get With A Partner On The Coast And Somehow U Never Get It Back,And You Cant Go Get Him With A
Gat,Cuz If U Do That The State Will Separate You From Your Brats,Chillin With The Killas And Rats,Im In A Race For Time,They Wanna Replace My
Mind,Skinheads,Cops,Gangbangers,And Its All In The Devils Design,Just To Get Me,Gotta Get The Money Quickly,Before My Mother Is A Wonderful History,If I
Cant Make It Before That I Will Neva Eva Forgive Me,Racin For Happiness For That Sunshine Euphoria,But Its Melancholy And Its Dim-Foggy And Dark Like
Van-Goriabut Im Tryin To Pick Up The Pieces That Are Broken Beast Is My Species,So I Hope My Mothers Alive And Me Too When This Album Releases,But The
Time Is Tickin And My Kids Are Growin Up I Aint Blowin Up, I Guess The Bass In My Music Aint Hittin Low Enough,Fuck That Shit Nigga Cuz My Tone Is
Tough,Shit That Im Doins Rough,Meetings With Atlantic Jive And Tvt Cant Come Soon Enough

[Chorus x2]

We Do Too Much Will We Make It?
We Make Money And They Take It
Time Time Time Time (Runnin Out)
For Me An You What Is We Gonna Do?

 

[fox69]

"S.H.E. (Seductive Human Erotica)"

"S.H.E. (Seductive Human Erotica)"


[Verse 1]
I aint never paid no chick to thrust
Me, I never paid no woman to help me bust
Me, I never needed no other chick to clutch
Cuzz nina was living hella matrimony
Its a must
Never ever payed and came with lust
My aims for trust
Cuzz my womans pain is enough
Dont want my marrige ending stranger then us
But just here recently
My brains corrupt
One night my niggaz took me to the strip club
Bazookas
Everybody know the name of the kinda shit I'm use ta
Seduca, so that means there was no clothes
Got my eyes open wide
Like I'm on No Doz
Look at these bozos
Givin double 0's for hoe shows
I was cool
I was drinkin my juice
Wasnt really in the mood
Till I was approached by a beautiful angel
In the nude
But I flipped my top
When she sat that butter skin on my lap
I was shocked
Lips locked
Feelin like my heart stopped
She was hot!
She was Carmen Electra in the chest
Alliya by the waist
Jennifer Lopez in the ass
But she was an angle in the face
She asked me if I wanted to dance on the couch
WIth the look of a zombie
I reached into my pouch
And shelled it out
Then she took my hand
And led me to the land
Where a man could forget about all his problems at hand
The scent of a woman
She wearing shenell, hypnotized by the smell
A glimpse of hell and bodily melt down
Is what I felt now
I cam with 500
Tryin to keep it all
But she want it
At the ATM to get 4 more
Thats for you and me, now bitch lets go
Hevenly cant descibe this woman
Beyond that, I feel the area bump and grind
Like combat
No penetration
Its funny
She didnt kiss me or fuck me
But got away with all my money
S.H.E.

[Chorus - repeat 4X]
Took everything that I had
Made me want sex hella bad!

[Verse 2]
The next day my wifes checking the account
She said your only bringing 4,000 a month
So last night you spent 1,00 on what?
A new piece of equipment
For the studio
But she wont ever really know
That I spent it on another nude show
I close my self in the bathroom
Lean over the stool
And grabbed my middle section tight
Thinkin about the way she made me feel that night
I had alot of fun
Then I got one, and another one, and another one
I went back that night, and the next night
Repeated here I come
Wife pissed cuzz I depleted all our funds
She left me and moved back with her moms
Im borrowing money from all my homies
I know that I'm wrong
But this bitch was the bomb
Im paying the bills at bazookas
I slip my finger through her g-sting
It was tight
She told the bouncers
Now I'm in a fist fight
You put on how you love me
And how you like it rough like me
All these motherfuckers and your man
Cant love you enough like me
I lost my life for you, my wife for you
I miss you
So I'm sitting outside the club every night for you
Thats right for you, shit

[Chorus - 6 times]

(Seductive Human Erotica!) - [5x] HAHAHAHA

 

[fox69]

"S.I.M.O.N. Says"

"S.I.M.O.N. Says"


[Verse 1:]
Simon says I can make a grip if I unload this clip
And empty off in another, if I want to get payed
Ain't no games to be played
Scarface I watch on a daily basis
Smokin laces
Goin different places
Stickin millie in they faces
No cases
Lucky me
Cuzz Simon said I'm gonna live through the shoot of sellin
Big budda
Blunts big enough for a pharmacital distrubtor
Pimp you tha
Go down on how many words demanded me
And Bakari, Evil Ward, PKW
I ran this
My shit was landed
Playa vision was my decison
Fuckin school cuzz my teachers a fool for followin rules
When I make that run, when I make that sound when I pop that gun
Leaving demons numb
Releasing feecies, piss and cum
Now my futures looking manic, satanic, forces ran it
Dammnit, I'm [?], straight up panic
And it don't matter none to me cuzz Simon got my head
Im mentaly dead
And I'll pump you full of lead
Just because Simon said

[Chorus:]
Simon says
Sex, Indiga, Money, Obsession, Neglect
Oh yea
Simon says

[Verse 2:]
Bitches, Biancas, and Biatchresses is all the same
Simon says he already equipped me with hella game
What did he want from me?
Small deeds
And get nothing, but I'll run up in it, all creeds, planting the seeds
He said I can stick it with no protection
I know flection, with a hoe with no J on my erection
Its not a god call, hittin this fraud wall, I'm just an oddball
Running back and forth through Todd Hall
All, these bitches, swingin on my inches
Thinkin that they gettin white picket fences, on my expenses
Simon said no worries
Akuna Matata, but my dick is heated like an anchalota
Its gettin hotta
Nobody move, nobody get burned
Bullshit if I more flex, I guess I'm on it when I get dressed in the latex
I bone it
But I don't cum
Niggas like me end up dead fucked up naked head
Just because Simon said

[Chorus: 2x]

[Verse 3:]
Sex, Indiga, Money, Obsession, Neglect
That's what S.I.M.O.N meens
But I heard this voice say "Hey Tech what about your dreams?"
Fuck that dreamin and do this dirt, said that's how I'm gonan win
You gotta act like you want to be livin fat like a samoin
Could it be endless listening to Simon
This time I chose to kick rhymes
Get mines, the big times waitin for me
Was tryin to get signed
Heard my moms got a record deal with Jimmy Jam and Terry Louis
Prospective, now I'm the straight bomb
BOOM, in the face, I'm on the paper chase
Simon said he couldn't believe I resorted to rhymin
Throw your shit together
No time for relaxin
Time to go back to popin your 9 milli jackin
So what, I'm stuck, but, I'm hearing voices saying fuck that nigga named Simon
Get with a nigga named Diamond
And now, a nigga from the MidWest
Is bout to have these biancas hearing me wide spread
FUCK WHAT SIMON SAID!

[Chorus 3x]

 

[fox69]

"Sad Circus"
(feat. Brotha Lynch Hung & Courtney Kuhnz)

"Sad Circus"
(feat. Brotha Lynch Hung & Courtney Kuhnz)



[Intro]
Ladies and gentlemen
Hurry hurry hurry
Step right up and witness the sad circus
Come one, come all, to the sad circus
Step right up and see the lonely poor bastard
Witness the man with no hope
Stories guaranteed to be tear jerkers
Now without further ado the sad circus

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
I had so many plans, cause I got plenty fans
I thought that I was never gonna be alone to spend these grands
But it seems that every girl that I dated somehow hated the way I loved
And I made it with so many, now the ones that with it, its not any; they all ran
I thought that I was gonna be Hugh Hef, 6 women to go 2-step but not one of my crews left
Kids are growing up and they got lives now nobody arise now
Used to be married but narcissism let my bride down
I used to be a playa, I used to be afraid of bein' alone
But they all eventually said "I'll see ya lata'"; much lata'
Sittin' in this plush lair must say I'm stuck in a rut
I guess not enough prayer
Cause ain't nobody came back, I bust the same raps
But ain't no dame pack wish I could change that
They say that I'm extra I'm messed up and I murk the deals
That I have with them in the past and I miss 'em and it hurts for real

[Hook: Courtney Kuhnz]
See the man with the broken heart (He's just right over there)
All alone he stands so lonely in this world so cold
He's been hopeless from the start (He feels like no one cares)
All alone he'll die so lonely saddest story ever told

[Verse 2: Brotha Lynch Hung]
Sooner or later rumors will tear me up in pieces
And he's just bad luck everywhere I go I'm sick of this steepness
More money more problems, no money problems gettin' worse
He don't have to get bloody but he didn't have to get hurt
Fuck I'm so tired of all this cryin' it don't work
Its affectin' my work, not even carin' about my worth
Thin line between love and raps, Strange got the fans comin' back
Bad plus bad run in packs, startin' to think is a curse
I can't you do it without you nigga'
Can't be done without me nigga'
Well, yes it can, wait, please don't do it without me nigga'
Strange move on without these lyrics, makin' it to where these fans can hear it
I'mma have to get done I'm near it, Brotha Lynch Hung you can't be serious
I'm starin' at these pills, in the back of the Cadillac, and matta' fact
I got it I grip my steel, I'm always on this suicide thinkin' that's how I feel
I figure if I get rid of these pills nobody would care if I'm killed
My label's on the road, me just sittin' at home, see
Spittin' that chrome, me gettin' that gold
We get that call and then we run in they house, gun up in they mouth
Just know this Madesicc Strange, that's what I'm talkin' 'bout

[Hook]
See the man with the broken heart (He's just right over there)
All alone he stands so lonely in this world so cold
He's been hopeless from the start (He feels like no one cares)
All alone he'll die so lonely saddest story ever told
Saddest story ever told
Saddest story ever told

[Outro]
Thank you for coming to the sad circus
Come again or not

I'm falling I'm crawling
I'm yellin' but no one can hear me calling
I'm cryin' profusely
Sometimes I wish somebody would just come and noose me