Tech N9ne

[fox69]

"B.I.T.C.H."
(feat. T-Pain)

"B.I.T.C.H."
(feat. T-Pain)



No, you ain't supposed to put on your devil suit
When you come up in the church, young mayne
Now they ain't about to think you a rebel
You 'bout to make them think you birthed from flames
La la la-di-da-da, wanna be on TV just to show out for mi mama
But breakin' into colored houses, admit
That it's a bitch when you sick like this

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
Puttin' all the face paint I can put on
Put my black jeans and black hood on
That's your TV I just stood on
With a faded habit this brother swerves when I sip vodka
I'm the latest rabbit, in other words; I'm a hip-hopper
You disc jockers never played me, you said my shit stopped ya
2001, I mixed opera now every cliques' got the
Sick caca with lots of rippin' about they chips, oughta
Listen to this quick chopper flippin' and poppin'
With the spirit of Pac and Big Poppa!
Ya! This for your motherfuckin' rap quotes
My shit is surprisin' and shockin' like Barack votes
The traps broke when I rapped with
Tunechi and Stacks though
OG Mug said I'm gonna be the first rapper to cross over to black folk

[Pre-Hook: Tech N9ne]
Ya, I'm breakin' into colored houses
Polo boots and hella dark-colored outfits
Ya, I'm breakin' into colored houses
Fellas better put a chastity belt on your spouses

[Hook: T-Pain]
Man, it must suck to be you niggas
Cause it don't suck to be this rich
If you not fuckin' with me, brethren
You can suck upon this dick
Man I just get it how we get it where I live
Somebody better call 911 (Call 911)
I'm breakin' in these niggas cribs!
Yeah, we out here workin'
One things fo' sho', two things for certain
I'm for real! That's how I live
Somebody better call 911 (Call 911)
I'm breakin' in these niggas cribs!

[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
Since 2001 my people dodged me like Durango
Now at my shows I see more N-words than Django
(From Missouri) like Nelly, Chingy, and Chain Hang Low
But Kansas City somewhere over the rainbow
I'm in yo' house baby, I'm in yo' living room
Lookin' down yo' blouse lady, and everybody is in tune
To Tech Ninna, sex fiend a threat to his and whom
They got a beautiful woman and givin' poon
They want it cause I'm bout to be big and BOOM
Breakin' into colored houses is hard, mane
Cause everybody got guns
And they got dogs
And they got bars mane
But I'm comin' thru that TV
All the ghetto is gon' see me
Sippin' the KC Tea
Now you know Tech N9ne now everybody want a freebie!

[Pre-Hook]

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Tech N9ne]
My people missin me, like Diana Ross
No this ain't MMG, but I'm A Boss
Although I'm wicked see, I'm fly and I floss
So why am I lost
Like my jam is off
Yes you a day late
Better late than never I'm a veteran
My cheddar been truly silly like Stevie J face
Every last one of these evil haters they see me vacate
Tip to the crib, turn on the television and see my face like, "Hey wait."

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Bad Season"
(feat. Krizz Kaliko, Nesto & Tonesha Sanders)

"Bad Season"
(feat. Krizz Kaliko, Nesto & Tonesha Sanders)



[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
Everything was supposed to be all Jesus
Come ease us we really need to be free from evil deeds
Plus negros, hide in thee weeds waiting to see us
And we bust then they will bleed trying to seize us
Bad season, I'm ready to trip for that reason
Hire beef then go laugh when your ass vegan
I ask trees when cash is fast, and weed then gonna have cheese stacks
Then trash bags will have fees then
Yes sir that's why the milli is in thee dresser
For any motha f'er wanna test for Tech will get him wetter
Step into death your ex messing with a keffer
Never let your lover get put in less than a bed with a heffer
The mags breathing, these fags freezing cause cats teased him
And they passed on that evening
I flash B's, and sag my flags revving I blast heathins
If they had me in bad season

[Chorus:]
These things must mean bad seasons, and they must be for a reason
These things must mean bad seasons, and they must be for a reason

[Hook: Krizz Kaliko]
Hardly time for no hardey ha no laughter, (Ah, Ha)
Working them hard I can't leave no starving bastard, (Ah, Ha)
Pardon me if you see a star in me it startles me
And I ain't come to party but I'm always what inbottles me

[Verse 2: Krizz Kaliko]
I'm living for the chips for the extra, got too many deaths
And I'm trying to find the way out the selexta (AHHHHH!)
Jokes folks telling me gotta to bless ya
I ain't trying to Busta Rhymes, diffrence is there calling me besta (AHHHHH!)
My season is devil people receiving me
They party to my words but I don't think the motha fuckas is beleving me
Half the time I think my eyes are deceiving me
Fat boy that boy o'er there keep there hands in the air
You can do me like a new kid (new kid)
Rocket till it's sputred (sputred)
Articulate to prove it but motha fuckas is stupid (Okay)
Kali baby, and his thing never leaving (Ah, Ha)
Running out of breathe cause I'm breathing the bad season (Bitch!)

[Chorus:]
These things must mean bad seasons, and they must be for a reason
These things must mean bad seasons, and they must be for a reason

[Verse 3: Nesto]

[Chorus:]
These things must mean bad seasons, and they must be for a reason
These things must mean bad seasons, and they must be for a reason

 

[fox69]

"Bang Out"
(feat. 816 Boys)

"Bang Out"
(feat. 816 Boys)



[Intro:]
What the fuck do I hear mayne? Listen
I think some bitches coming near me
Dwam!
I need you to do something for me
What's that baby?
I don't know if you can handle this
Shit, I can handle whatever
I need you to just...
What?
Bang out!
816 Boyz! Ain't we sick boy

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
Here I come baby, the areola mayne!
And the Hennessy got me numb
Like I shot my dick with Novocaine

Fuck with Nina if you want to come
Ain't no slackin' in my tappin' bitch I pump for fun
Got these bad bitches at the bar, and a bunch of rum
Wanna fuck Tech? So I guess they want to jump the gun
They want me to bang out, that's what I do when my thang' out
Then I'm gonna put it right in they mouth
Beat the panini til' one of them say ouch
Right!
If they came to Nina with tight cats
They end up loose as a goose they pussies to ice packs
Real life Jack, they can be white, black, nice, fat
Just need a crevice to put my pipe at
So when we bang out baby fight back
And I'm a knock it out like my name was young Mike, crack!

[Hook:]
Told me to bang [x6]
Like it ain't a thang' [x4]
Let me say your name daddy
When I tell you "beat it up" stop me
Want you try to pull that thang' out
Baby can we shang' out?
Told me to bang [x6]
Like it ain't a thang' [x4]
Let me say your name poppy
When you hear me holla' don't stoppy
Want you to try to wear that thang' out
Baby can we bang out?

[Verse 2: Krizz Kaliko]
I like them kind of girls
Only two kind of girls
Good ol' big ones and big old' good ones
Baby mama girl!
Not prejudice I like the light ones
White ones, black as night ones, (Okay)
My fetish is to leave the lights on, watch her while I pipe 'em (Okay)
I been around the globe, the motherlands, the mother load
And Asian girls, call them choppies, boricuas call me pappy
Down unda' the Sheila's, under the sheets and she's a pleasa'
Your a peon girl straighten my leanin Tower of Pisa
Middle Eastern girls let me unda' the tunic
Snake and bat know we run it
They comin' back cause' they want it
Ay yo fat girls, come 'ere are you ticklish?
I'm mad niggerish, pull out the liquorish and she told me to bang

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Kutt Calhoun]
The way you make that booty talk
I know your ass a liar
So when I spank it then you whine for me to pacify ya
You call me daddy cause I beat it like my own kids
Them other niggas just some minute-men, Uncle Ben's
But I'm a Capricorn I'm packed like a strap of porn
I whip the pussy like slave masters, they backs is torn
My pole reels them in, right by they black whiskers
Rough it and catch, then release 'em when I'm catfishin'
Brown, white, yellow, tan, and all the black women
Know how Kutty bang out and this dick is what's attractin' 'em
Even when I pass it to the homies like they Badminton
Now I'm undastandin' why these hoes keep comin' back nigga

[Hook]

[Verse 4: Makzilla]
Ay ay ay turn me up yep yep loud in here
So that everyone can hear, I got bang bang of the year
Yes them voted me so sexy, Tech and crystal niggas lace me
Ya'll then came about my shit, oh shit, goddamn I'm raisin' hell
Oh well, no, I do not kiss and squeal
I am Vegas secrets so my lips forever sealed
And I'm sorry, in my PJ's bitch I'm snorin'
Wakin' up like OMG, O-OMG white girl alarmin'
Hit hit the snooze pu-wah-oohs
Friend walked in now-now there's two
She kissed her, she kissed she
Now-now they turn focused on me
Unzipped the zipper,
Hits the hitter,
Bent her over,
Bout to hit her,
Now-now Makzilla...

 

[fox69]

"Bass Ackwards"
(feat. Lil Wayne, Yo Gotti & Big Scoob)

"Bass Ackwards"
(feat. Lil Wayne, Yo Gotti & Big Scoob)



Mange Strusic! Bang bou yitch!
Follow now see, check it out
I say: this song is dedicated to the ball droppers
But I'ma switch the letters around and say drall boppers!
We coming to get ya so get the message to all coppers
That you need protection or you better have ch'all yoppers!

[Hook:]
What a shame when a thang blast at ya
Cause you're lame you're a dame slash actor
These dudes are ho's from screws to toes
They choose to go bass ackwards

Tecca Nina bout to hit 'em wit the woop wop
Now the barrel of my governor is hoo tot
Cause you the type that'll get your whole shew crot
Loud mouth nigga trippin' thinking that he Putac
Got a strong hand, I'm a mown gran
Little boy, now you fuckin' with the clong wran
Oh you just showboatin'? It's over now y'all can quit
Cause you can get it for something near as shalkin' tit
Just a crone phall, then it's on y'all
Fuck around and get ya dome sawed off a brone stawl
I can't wait to hear ya squeal and holler
How you set trippin' when you got a multi-dillion mollars, nigga
Stupid, such a sucker--
Nuck figgas always got to make a chother bruncha
Never had no problem takin' down another buster
Cause they be doin' shit bass ackwards Futhermucka

[Hook x2]

[Yo Gotti:]
I'm Yo Gotti, the drug dealer
I'm Yo Gotti, the thug nigga
I'm Yo Gotti, my own heir
And if you wanna ODX, then tell Gotti to blow it, nigga
I've been getting money for a long time
You've been throwing up the wrong sign
Pussy ass nigga, you a cross jump
Fuck boy, you a ho nigga
And you remind me of my ho, nigga
None I hate worser than a broke nigga
Got a Tec-9, and an AK, and an FN
Got a white Vette, and a white Ghost, and a white Benz
I ain't runnin' with niggas, 'less I'm gettin' money with niggas
I don't act funny with niggas, keep it 100 with niggas
Kept it a thousand with niggas
I ran in houses with niggas
I put in work with the squad, we even sold flour to niggas
But, fuck!

[Hook x2]

[Big Scoob:]
Bass ackwards, anonymous with rappers
All these niggas claiming they maintaining with the factors
When'd you push a package? When'd you ever clap shit?
All these niggas talking ain't done nothing but this rap shit
Reason why I shake this place and had to find some spaces
I killed one of these rap niggas and ate they fucking face
Out of place at this rap game, biggest mistake I ever made
It hit me wind and rewind, deleting everything I layed
More from a rap nigga, I don't lie for fun
Fuck fame, and fuck you, and fuck him, and her too
Had to call the big dog, I had to breathe smoke
But Yo Gotti and Big Scoob, and this ain't about dope?
Bass Ackwards

[Lil Wayne:]
These niggas ass backwards
She let me hit that ass backwards
Pussy niggas act hard, get killed for bad acting
Trigger man laugh man
Its funny how this shit go
Redrum was the case that they gave me
I sipped slow and stumbled down a slipped slope
I could hide the chopper in the trench coat
Tunechi go berserk in this bitch
Spellin' stressed backwards, dessert when my shit
I'm reversing this shit
My double R & R, I park on the curb in this bitch
The money, I'm submerged in this shit
So frankly, I'm stalking Ben Franklin
I am Wayne Carter, oops, I meant Cayne Warter
Cocaine on back order
Flip you ass backwards
Bitch you are bass ackwards if you think that's awkward
Strange Music

 

[fox69]

"Be Jealous"

"Be Jealous"


[Intro]
I'm just a young boy, trying to get my money on
Making music in K.C., he-he-he-he-he
But Mitch Bade nigga's, wanna hate Techa Nina,
And they won't stop fucking with me, so I'ma fuck wit nigga's

Na-na-na-na-na, you can not fuck with
That nigga Tech N9ne, coming wit that rough shit
Them niggas know that I deserve it when they heard it
Had the nerve to say its nothing, nigga, so I got to bust this

Be Jealous, This is dedicated to all ya'll hater's
Be Jealous, I see ya'll watching me when I walk in the club
Be Jealous, This is dedicated to all Mitch Bader's
Be Jealous, You mother fucker's ain't showing Tech Nina no love

[Verse 1]
Fuck Muh-Fuckers, buck Muh-Fuckers
And the pain come nigga with a bang, I'ma killer, better duck Muh-Fucker
Watch you standing on? (Nada) What you claim to bone? (Nada)
What you plan to own? (Nada) That shit done came and gone
Blood sweat and tears nigga, been about fifteen years nigga
Ain't never been no fears nigga, All I hear is cheers nigga
That's why I be in the bathroom with the bitches at Maniacs
That's why them hoe's in the club with Tech given blowjobs in the back
How many niggas really worry bout scars? How many niggas wanna become a wuss?
Fuck with a nigga like Tech and a buzz Right to the head and the grave is dug
Mean Mugs, nigga's ain't never seen love
So they stream blood while I fiend bub full of green shrubs
And mushrooms, I bust rooms, open a custom
To float across the ocean with verbal motion the notion is boasting
I'm hoaking with jealous, mother fuckers embellish
But you can't say I ain't ready for fame, yonks, and relish

[Chorus]
Be Jealous, when you see me on the T.V. Screen whiling
Be Jealous, when you see me in the magazine smiling
Be Jealous, when they let me in the club for free, niggas
Be Jealous, 'cause I'm bumy wit bitches around me
Ha-ha, mother fucker, ha-ha (ha-ha)
Ha-ha, mother fucker, ha-ha (he-he-he-he)
Ha-ha, mother fucker, ha-ha (ha-ha)
And the lit, I'ma spit, I'ma kick that shit

[Verse 2]
No more stalling, I'ma start prowling on niggas, growling on niggas
And we smiling 'cause the Villain album went six thousand on niggas
In Kansas City alone, we packed the dome with Mike and Liddy alone
In the west side, Lee Jone, Milly Mal, I left you but it's a pity you're gone
Niggas ain't know mine, 'cause they know it, and I'ma do it big
That's why the Techa Nina never ever got a problem getting a gig
'cause I rip shit they liked (chea), I flip shit you make right (chea)
When I spit shit, I get rich quick, and make hits from doctors they liked (chea)
9 millimeter guns, gonna be the one, making a million, when I come
Never gonna be the bum, where I come from, niggas better get some
Tried to be right to these niggas, tried to be nice to these niggas
So now its time for Nine Godzilla to make mice of these niggas
You envy me, 'cause your bitch play Techa Nina all day
And you see me on MTV, kicking it with king Tech, my nigga sway
Broke niggas ain't friends to me, you niggas really want me to disperse?
Alright, I'll leave, but when I come back it's gonna be 20 G's a verse, nigga

[Chorus]
Be Jealous, when you see me on the T.V. Screen whiling
Be Jealous, when you see me in the magazine smiling
Be Jealous, when they let me in the club for free, niggas
Be Jealous, 'cause I'm bumy wit bitches around me
Ha-ha, mother fucker, ha-ha (ha-ha)
Ha-ha, mother fucker, ha-ha (he-he-he-he)
Ha-ha, mother fucker, ha-ha (ha-ha)
And the lit, I'ma spit, I'ma kick that shit

[Verse 3]
Niggas better stop talking about me, I ain't did shit
I don't rap against niggas, stop trying to get me to rap so ya'll can make grits
Agony, don't be speaking my name, I know I fucked up
On a personal tip, but if you niggas talking about you better rap, mother fuckers better duck
And if any of you niggas over there on the inside, infiltrating me and my rouges
Them niggas don't give no fucks about how many Tech N9ne units sold
And whoever you bitch niggas is saying, I'm kicking it in Lee Joes log
Lee Joe'll tell you I'm original, and by the way Lee Joe my dog!
And that justice mother fuckers won't quit, saying The Calm Before The StormA?A?A? aint shit
We killed yall when 96-97, when about when the new shit hit
And I heard niggas said I was washed up, said the Tech N9ne flow was sleep
That's probably why I got new shit in new movies like Digging In Water and Its Too Deep
Niggas be jealous, tie you up and beat you down to a bloody pulp son
Got my villains and me, mad enough to bust one
I'm the second coming, but you don't know 'cause you dumb
Before I go, I'll tell you jealous mother fuckers to suck one

[Chorus]
Be Jealous, when you see me on the T.V. Screen whiling
Be Jealous, when you see me in the magazine smiling
Be Jealous, when they let me in the club for free, niggas
Be Jealous, 'cause I'm bumy wit bitches around me
Ha-ha, mother fucker, ha-ha (ha-ha)
Ha-ha, mother fucker, ha-ha (he-he-he-he)
Ha-ha, mother fucker, ha-ha (ha-ha)
And the lit, I'ma spit, I'ma kick that shit

 

[fox69]

"Beat You Up"

"Beat You Up"


When its drama in the air
Imma beat you up
You don't fuck with me
I don't care
Imma beat you up
Anytime or anywhere
Imma beat you up [x3]
Yeah yeah

This is anger
This to anybody who say something
Derrogotory about a stranger
Meaning strange music
Or connected its best
If ya just exit when your neck get's requested
To get slit

Niggas be hiding behind they myspace irrate
But get all buddy buddy in my face
I hate envious motherfuckers
Better migrate
Off into something other than my state

If you was better than us
Gettin more cheddar than us
You would be measuring up
You niggas ain't clever enough
All of you bitchin because you wishin
You was in our position
Fuck you niggas
Anybody blow
We make the decision

Strange music
Trav and tech having threats
From cyber thug niggas
Yapping shit ain't happened yet
Cause you fags in check
What do we need to be cashing next
That'll be your soul motherfucker cause your ass in debt

 

[fox69]

"Beautiful Music"
(feat. Krizz Kaliko)

"Beautiful Music"
(feat. Krizz Kaliko)



Yates
I'm a put this bass this place all up in your face
Picture me painting pretty pussy with a pen and pad and picking a pair of provocative peaches to press to the pace
Let's get this straight
I am the maker of emotion on my planet you will be blessed at the gate
Complex when the mate
Is one that could have any woman breathing so you might end up with a chest full of hate
Less to debate
If women would just ride
She feeling my love vibe
I'm feeling her cup size
She willing to plug guys
I'm giver her bug eyes
From my dick in her thighs
She thinking it was lies
When her name changed from baby to Sherlock Holmes
Wouldn't you want to shit if she go through your phone
To see if there's pictures of bitches with no clothes on
Now she pissed at the photos
Looking like a ho show
Thinking every one of them are gonna get the pogo
Or prolly done had it
She highly combative
But no no
Shining the light on me
With cheater up on the go bro
When we first started out you knew we was on the low low
Now you feeling bozo
Peeping through my property like you logo
Thinking I'm sticking them and slanging more meat than fogo

[Chorus: x2]
Now I can paint a beautiful picture
But you won't want to look into it
I can make beautiful music with ya
But you won't want to listen to it

It's just me and you
Better yet it's me and crew
Cause I never can be free and do
What a normal nigga can manage to be when two
People go out with no doubt to show out
They beautiful couple
But when I go out they pour out
And triples and doubles
Then out of your mouth the blow out
Cause you had enough of the bitches seesing who
You saw the beautiful picture at the begging
With mister Tech in your vision
Having sex in the kitchen
And press in the living room
Sex and no less or you're bitchin
With the extra conditions
Me getting left is the mission
Cause I can't get right
Ain't this night
Ain't no possible way that I can paint this bright
When the brain is night
Mayne it's quite
Difficult to be with Tech Ninna game this tight
Or is it
You gotta live it
To give it
I'm giving you me
If you wanna quit it
I dig it
Cause I get a pussy pass every minute
But then it
A fight cause you think I'm all up in it
We finished
Now we diminished I get it
See the obstacle then you really admit it
Without ever knowing I did it you split it
I was real and don't you ever forget it
You bit-itch

[Chorus:]
Now I can paint a beautiful picture
But you won't want to look into it
I can make beautiful music with ya
But you won't want to listen to it

Baby this is something that you never knew
Instead of me you being with a regular nigga may be a better view
I know I got a lot of cheddar true
But a nigga with hella time in your bed is who
You should be putting way up on a pedestal
You being super happy with him instead of blue
But you wanna see shit that you never seen
My dick is feeling like you taking methamphetamine
That's why when I'm calling your phone you never let it ring
Even when he's sitting next to you I bet it sting
You wanna ride it your hide is divided by my two thumbs I murder it when I get inside it
Hit it till you get it then get the it is ignited
When you tripping you can't fly with the pilot
I can paint you a beautiful picture
But I think it's better when you got a dude with you
Sitting at home and then you got a true fixture
You fucking perform because he got it through scripture
I'm a compatible nigga
To every woman with incredible figure
Tattoo my dick on him is that a new stigma
If you say that then music I ain't gotta do with you

[Chorus:]
Now I can paint a beautiful picture
But you won't want to look into it
I can make beautiful music with ya
But you won't want to listen to it

 

[fox69]

"Beef"
(feat. Krizz Kaliko)

"Beef"
(feat. Krizz Kaliko)



[(Intro) Tech N9ne:]
But the cattle had no idea when entering the slaughterhouse that they would never return.
So they went while the other's watch in the distance listening to the slaughtering of there own.
So fear and stress sets in as the other groups approached the slaughter house led by the farmer.
See the farmer knew that the cattle had something valuable, something he wanted so he attacked and the result of the attack was....
BEEF BEEF....

B-E-E-F
Bitter emotions envy and fear.
Beef
Ain't nobody got no real beef with me nigga what?
Every time a muthafucka come along and do somethin'
It's always another muthafucka that wanna come along and stop his ass
Ain't nuttin strong enough to stop fuckin Tech N9ne nigga
Ain't nuttin!
Ain't nobody got no muthafuckin beef with me, nigga fuck you!

[(Verse 1) Tech N9ne:]
Better watch ya language
Niggas jealous when they women feel us
We famous
Gettin wit us ain't an option haters send the killas bring em
Straight Angus
Grade A hater
Hatin' niggas that
Change up
You don't wanna get
Banged up
Fuckin around with them
Strangers
It better be about money
And it bet not be no bitch
Better go fish
I don't wanna hear all the lip
And if he trippin hit em with the four-fifth
Wanna take it there and it's so sad
Thinkin he packin a pair of the gonads
What you got a little beef with me?
Well I got a big fat meat loaf for yo ass
Bow down
Haters
Turn around
Niggas
Go an clown if you like the way it sound
Beef killas
Wait a minute nigga why you lookin at me like a muthafuckin bald head when I got a head full of hair
Eyeballs red wit a stare
Put a nigga dead in the air
Fuckin a family believe it I’ll take it there
Stuck in a wheelchair never gonna take another step again a weapon and the specimen I left him in a mess and I gotta
Give a nigga the metal medicine and holla
I ain't never gotta wipe my tears
Never need a gang when I fight my fears
It stops right there
And continues right here

[(Chorus) 2x]
If you want beef its right here, here, yeah, yeah
Cause if it's on then it's on, If you want it then come on
If you want beef its right here, here, yeah, yeah
If you want it come on, nigga just say what you want

[(Verse 2) Kaliko:]
Ever since the beef
I been havin these dreams
Of killin ya
Triple beams
Is spillin ya blood out ya umbilical, I
I never been the killin type, but gimme the gun and I just might pull it tonight
I'm willin to fight, if you got a nine millimeter I got another nine millimeter that will get you like
BLAOW!
Blaow, why you talkin loud now?
Thought that when you was facin me that I would gracefully bow out now
Can get grim on this nigga
Catch him comin out the Peach Tree and stomp my Tims on this nigga
That shit that you be talkin ain't nuttin but gum bumpin
Bumpin the gun pumpin
Mostly ya niggas don't want nuttin, nah
Me and my people we done frontin
In fact if we take it from wax to the streets you done done it
Want beef nigga
Better say that shit
Cause from around here
Nigga we don't play that shit
Don't let part of ya speech
Make you lose part of ya teeth
Cause you ain't hardly hard to me if you want beef from me

[(Chorus) 2x]
If you want beef its right here, here, yeah, yeah
Cause if it's on then it's on, If you want it then come on
If you want beef its right here, here, yeah, yeah
If you want it come on, nigga just say what you want

[(Verse 3) Tech N9ne:]
Beef is when a nigga run around town talkin about you owe him a hundred g's
Beef is when a nigga tell somebody he wanna get you when you hear about it overseas
Beef is a nigga that's sinful
Draw a wicked plan out with a stencil
Tell ya homeboys falsified info
And that's so he can turn them all against you
Hatin on you, the bitches and niggas sayin you wack
When everything you got workin is play in the back
Go back to crack
Go back to sprayin the gat
Cause your bullshit rap dont stay on the rack
7th Heaven gonna have to put the shit on auction
Cuz the shit ain't poppin
Nigga knew it was shockin
When you was sellin cds out of the trunk in Joplin
And I was on tour fuckin bitches in Auckland
Regime Life nigga fuck everybody else
Deuce Click Deuce Click damage ya body health
Sayin nobody feel me, well nobody feel you
Police tryin to tell me how to kill you
When you feel you really wanna jump in the mildew
Ain't no tellin what niggas with kids will do
Travis O'Guin you know he got bills too
We ain't the ones trippin nigga it's still you
Never thought I would see the day
That I would be speakin
About a nigga that I called my bro man but then a nigga really got to thinkin
I gave 'em 25 Thou of mine
Q gave 'em 50 for no damn reason
So the pub I gave you for 25
100 G's I say we even

[(Chorus) 2x]
If you want beef its right here, here, yeah, yeah
Cause if it's on then it's on, If you want it then come on
If you want beef its right here, here, yeah, yeah
If you want it come on, nigga just say what you want

If you want beef its right here!

 

[fox69]

"Believe"

"Believe"


Break free [4x]
We're together [4x]

[Verse 1 - Tech N9ne]
Welcome to planet Earth
Where people are divided
Some who try to fight it
Got violence and it hurts
Damaged turf, put men at work so people could manage personal demons and them it's worth
'Cause they give roadblocks and you're told not to show at the vote box and go for the broslops
Which in shows get the folks hot, what do you suppose locked the shows rock is gotta be their old and cold pops
Racism is passed down and Gate gives them mad frowns
But how they live and laugh now should be they bis and last sound from class clowns
People should be free to be together
Should be free to be whatever
You can see that we can better
When we give respect is good in any language
People are the strangers,
But we don't wanna see any anguish
When I see we free to be something, anything we see
All we gotta do is B.E.L.I.E.V.E.

[Hook:]
They smell the fires burning
They hear us in the streets
And now the world in crumbling
They want us on our knees
So, that's why (that's why)
We all (we all)
Must stand (stand tall)
For what?
For what we all believe

[Verse 2 - Tech N9ne]
Yeah,
Lost so many soldiers overseas
Over cheese
I was on my knees in Kuwait and Bahrain steady praying for the world to freeze
Little kid's gone, never did wrong
Look at him missing limbs but he is strong
We should take notes
Why you wanna hate folks?
And hurt each other using color as the scapegoat
We all struggle to bubble we gotta huddle up
Different people together like in a shuttle bus
Trouble is double, dealt with muddle, just puddle tough
Cause we ruddle bust rubble up, and shuttle befuddle us
Your freedom is yours
Your free to explore
They speak in evil, you're free to ignore
Through these hells I freely see because I B.E.L.I.E.V.E.

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Bianca's & Beatrice's"

"Bianca's & Beatrice's"


[Verse 1]
I'm kickin' it with this chick up in the club I'm off
The lou, and when you're on that caribou

you know just what to do,

I called her bianca

then she said what is that bianca shit
I looked and cracked a smile

and said bianca means you bitch

You's a biank baby, whether you like it or not

but you hot especially with ex & vicaden popped.

If you trippin' you can hike it and hop,

cause you know what I came to do

me and my villains come to strike it and stop

Pipe it and prop ya leg up and get up

bianca hold ya head up

your sex wet the bed up,

everybody's pondering wondering

about my slang that I spit, you can use it

when you refer to a dame or a chick

Don't be trippin' about the choice of words I'm using
On this script, don't step off in my face cause you
Can bet that I come equipped,

you wanna know what
You say, to get that biank to let you blend, (what)

Hotel, Motel, Holiday Inn

[Chorus]
Bianca's and beatrice's

are known for wetting matrices
And bending over in the ill positions
Bianca's and beatrice's

they love the way I'm rapping this

I dig'em then I plug'em and I diss'em
[Repeat 2x]

[Verse 2]
You know dat'.
New brand nigga Kutt Calhoun, Who dat
U know that, big lip pretty nigga with the gold teeth (Aw)
Be rapping wit Tech, heard he just signed a big deal and estimated 5 or 6 million
That nigga fine if he willing Imma blow his mind, BITCH!!

The glit's and (all) the things in (volved)
Got yo whole brain dissolved
You couldn't squeeze in the drawlz
If you was my dick and ballz.
I tell ya man these dames are lame
Greedy, raunchy and dikes
A nigga gits a bit of fame and beyonkaz be like

Sew yo Royal Oats, Beatrice's saying
Hell yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, but Kutty "b" like
Ho, no slow yo roll, bafoon to busy trying to zoom off into the (upper room)

Claiming they catha-lic, licking asses, off x-stacy
Weed and hashes, and hitz of acid, addressing me
Just cause I rap, bitch you gittin nasty
Gone wit cho nasty ass pizzazz ashy slash sassy '"B"-atrice

[Chorus]
[Repeat 2x]

[Verse 3]
Beatrices, means more than one bianca they actresses
Bring'em sex toys and guanjah we activist, ain't
No yes boys we monsters and macks at this, bring your
Best noise we conquer

The fact is this; say you don't wanna when you want ta
Relax to this, Extc & Willie Wonka we slaps a bitch
Cause me and my niggas are bonkers we stacks the hits
No coleco tyco or tonkas

Immaculate, give the mutha fucker you honor a laxitive
Cause they boo boo biting paranas my gats will spit
Till you playa hataz are goners like maximus I'm a
Gladiator for nah nah

My raps assist the beat that's disturbing you momma
They scrap to this, welcome wicked witness the trauma
So clap to this while you're puffin' your marijuana
Get back to this beatrices and biancas

[Chorus]
[Repeat 2x]