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    Some Hard to find/corrected/non-existent Tech n9ne lyrics.

    I thought I would share some lyrics with all you guys. Some of these are transcribed solely by me, some had a lot of errors in the version I found on the internet and some were just very difficult for me to find. So here ya go. If you have any corrections, please let me know POLITELY. I know that some parts of these are completely wrong, you don't need to bash me for it. If you want any lyrics you don't see here, or find on the internet. Let me know, I would be happy to write them for ya!

    Take it Off - Tech N9ne

    [Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
    And I aint tryna be no husband
    I'm just tryin' to get your lovin'
    Ain't no time for you to be stubborn
    Aey!
    And I ain't that kind that just be hoverin'
    Over no blind bianc that's sufferin'
    In the mind she got a lot of flusterin'
    Listen I got this thang
    I wanna do bang all over you
    Strange what Imma do
    I wanna put you in the lane that gets we pain
    I really wanna put you in the car
    get you at the house
    I get agressive a nigga throw you on the couch
    wanted to give it to you the bigga? feelin before
    take it out

    [Chorus x2: Tech N9ne]
    Take it off
    Here's my shirt baby
    Let me take it off ya (Get if off)
    Here's my skirt baby
    Let me take it off ya (Take if off)
    Put in work baby
    I'm about ta off ya (Get if off)
    Do me, do me
    Give it to me and I got cha (Take if off)

    [Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
    You lookin' like you really need somebody to come please ya bunny
    Then come ?plead ya naughty?
    Hey!
    I'm tellin' you you need to seize my Johnny
    It won't tease ya nanny
    Excuse me so irisy
    I'm diggin' ya yes I wanna get in ya dress
    The N9ne lickin' ya breast then I'm fixin' ta
    Hit it to the people that thinkin' I had a cook out
    If you got a pretty punani its gettin took out
    Take it to the crib then I rip ya off
    A good guy with the jugular so baby look out
    OH
    I'm lookin for a ho e-o-e-o
    If she wanna know me low she go
    Baby gotta blow me slowly though
    Hit it real slow for a minute then stepped up the pump
    Hit it from the back and I pepped up the rump
    But I beat it of a nigga that messed up the cunt
    So I ain't gonna smell it if that's what you want
    How many really wanna know about Tech
    Gotta give a women that psycho sex
    If she got a best friend we all are sexin' if she first then I go next
    Here I come baby to break it off
    When I'm done they gotta tape it off
    Never defeated the better lover the heated
    If Imma give her the business then Imma tell the baby

    [Chorus x2: Tech N9ne]
    Take it off
    Here's my shirt baby
    Let me take it off ya (Get if off)
    Here's my skirt baby
    Let me take it off ya (Take if off)
    Put in work baby
    I'm about ta off ya (Get if off)
    Do me, do me
    Give it to me and I got cha (Take if off)

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    Jump Around Da Room - Matic Lee feat. Young Lucci & Tech N9ne

    Slow you're roll
    If you're not sick
    Hold your flow
    This is toxic
    Rampin' it up
    Pick it up, lift it up
    Got the choppin' the poppin'
    Neva givin' nobody nothin' but thuggin' and bussin'
    I'm 'bout to give 'em anotha one everybody gotta love 'em
    Hot as an oven, I'm at the clubbin
    Bitches they want me cuz I am mclovin
    Pumpin' and shovin' my drug in the glove
    When I get on the mic man they come by the dozen
    I don't really know when I'm eva gon stop
    Panties on the floor Tecca Nina gon knock
    Get up in the middle, break 'em off a little
    Celebate is neva what I fiddle when I'm all up in the box
    I be jumpin' aroundba da rooma
    Libaka aba they laba da zuba
    Baby you craby to obba for mebe to bebe you lova no babies for youba
    Everybody just jump around the room
    Everybody get crunk around the goon
    We dont ever get bunk in the middle of funk
    I don't really wanna dumb the clown ballooon
    Tech N9ne is sick and vicious
    Imma leave yo chick in stitches
    Run up in her bras when I'm in yo house right when she rinsin' dishes
    So you betta not introduce me
    She'll be doin' the oochie coochie
    Jumpin' around the room
    Creepin' around the groom
    With Tech N9ne, Matic Lee and Lucci

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    So What Chu Tellin Me - The Relez feat. Tech N9ne

    Who you know harder baby
    Who da shit starta influencing ya daughter
    Make her undo her garder baby
    Who da ?shitta sin that hit us in? sizzlin
    revisit religion
    Spittin this one for the niggas in prison
    I need two wings and a blessin
    Don't need no wing and a prayer
    Now watch me bring that aggression
    No one seems to really care
    But you keep pushin cuz yo passion blastin past em
    But the quickness we mask
    Don't give it up we never roll up ?
    ?
    ?
    Pop in the window
    Stop with the menflow
    Bimbo might get that shot to the temple kinfolk
    Tecca Nina with The Relez
    It ain't nothin you can tell me
    Put a couple in ya belly when you hate this
    Say shit that'll make this day quick
    K spit gettin niggas stuck in the Matrix
    Intricate, infinite him chickless its mystic its grim
    Ripped a few crips when I flipped off I put a twist in his
    Chachratice rocks my colonies hot smashin
    Yo shit its sodamy its probably not passion

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    Message to the Black Man - Tech N9ne

    [Intro: Tech N9ne]
    This song is very close and dear to my heart, man
    To be able to say something like this
    It takes a hella motherfucker to say it
    This song is deticated to all my people
    and Its called "Message To The Black Man"
    Check it out

    [Chorus: Tech N9ne]
    My people you 'posed to be my people ain't cha
    But my people ain't something that I see
    Cuz ain't e (chea) nough of you at my shows
    We've been all over the globe
    Yeah we makin the doe
    But chall aint spending it (chea)

    My people you posed to be My poeple ain't cha
    But my people ain't something that I see
    Cuz aint enough of you up on my records and peep at my shows
    Y'all dont know that I'm about to become boss and take control

    [1st verse: Tech N9ne]
    It started on the slave shift (slave shift)
    If field niggas would eventually take the day shift (chea)
    Would house niggas inside loyalty may shift (chea)
    And identify us now we still need a race lift (chea)
    Fuck a face lift (chea) I ain't changing my identity
    For energy for any thats obsenity (chea)
    Now in 2000 and 7 we sick and ain't no remidy
    Jealousy indian murder its like you aint no kin to me (chea)
    Cuz we ain't nigga we go hard in the paint nigga (chea)
    Still when you see me out you ain't the one who faint nigga (chea)
    Its them other fans (chea) from them other lands (chea)
    They listen to me more then my sister and brother man (chea)
    I can see if I was a wack motherfucker
    Bitching about the way that my people act motherfucker (chea)
    But I do spit my people dont be so fuckin' reclusive
    Get off of your lazy ass like you know somethin' 'bout music (chea)

    [Chorus: Tech N9ne]
    My people you posed to be my poeple ain't cha
    But my people ain't something that I see
    Cuz aint e (chea) nough of you at my shows
    We've been all over the globe
    Yeah we makin the doe
    But chall aint spending it (chea)

    My people you 'posed to be My poeple ain't cha
    But my people ain't something that I see
    Cuz aint enough of you up on my records and peep at my shows
    Y'all dont know that I'm about to become boss and take control (chea)

    [2nd verse: Tech N9ne]
    You cry about the way I paint my face
    It ain't y'all taste little homie let my state my case
    I'm not a devil or damn jester roomers can fester
    Never uplift a demon with an image of my ancester
    African (chea), act like you see me when you be traffican (chea)
    Laughter when you frown up at me your hatrid is baffelin (chea)
    You watch American Idol my people my paint is tribal
    It symbolizes not evil but the will still and survival (chea)
    You niggas be so tuff the moment we roll up
    Your upper lip rollled up you hatin it so what (chea)
    Everyone knows us my city is sold up
    My shows crushed but chall dont show up (chea)
    They say its more than money bitches whores
    Its funny this is war my people at his door
    And I'm knocking (chea) meanwhile we rocking
    Globally and its sad man
    Light like attandents
    Got my people lookin' real bad man (chea)

    [Chorus: Tech N9ne]
    My people you 'posed to be my people ain't cha
    But my people ain't something that I see
    Cuz aint e (chea) nough of you at my shows
    We've been all over the globe
    Yeah we makin the doe
    But chall aint spending it (chea)

    My people you posed to be My poeple ain't cha
    But my people ain't something that I see
    Cuz aint enough of you up on my records and peep at my shows
    Y'all dont know that I'm about to become boss and take control

    [3rd verse: Tech N9ne]
    I wouldnt be bitchin if I didnt want you around me (chea)
    The way you write me off as a demon astounds me (chea)
    Brother lynch, 40 water, federation, dmx
    Buster rhymes, quincy, and x clan found me (chea)
    Brother jay homie he whipped me till this day homie
    Who you know thats blacker then that (chea)
    With a staff and lac (chea)
    My people lovin that trash and they rap
    Im immaculate maybe they grab it
    If I was blastin a mack (chea)
    Attackin my people
    Cuz I'm black and I'm leathel
    With this rap but I'm trapped
    But I'm crack
    Why you be so close minded
    When I rhyme it (chea)
    Wishing you could find it (chea)
    Everybody but you motherfuckers get behind it
    And I'm doper then a king nigga (chea)
    Message to we niggas (chea)
    Rockin sold out shows is where I'm gonna be nigga
    And thats all I sell out (chea) something you should see nigga
    Betchu would come and see it
    If I told you it was free nigga (chea)

    [Chorus; Tech N9ne] x2
    My people you posed to be my poeple ain't cha
    But my people ain't something that I see
    Cuz aint en (chea) ough of you at my shows
    We've been all over the globe
    Yeah we makin the doe
    But chall aint spending it (chea)

    My people you posed to be My poeple ain't cha
    But my people ain't something that I see
    Cuz aint enough of you up on my records and peep at my shows
    Y'all dont know that I'm about to become boss and take control

    [Outro: Tech N9ne]
    Act like you know I'm your very own, motherfuckers
    Ardcore shit, stop buying all that bootleg bullshit, too
    Support your mutherfucking artist
    And big scoob said, when he finds out who's fuckin'
    Bootlegin the summer edition, Rogue Dog shit
    Hes at that motherfucking ass
    And I'm right behind his motherfucking ass, you dig me?
    Tech N9ne, Nigga!

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    You Don't Want It - Tech N9ne feat. Mr. Reece, Prozak & Big Krizz Kaliko

    When You See Me Smilin'
    I'm Really Frownin'
    You Think You Really Wilin'
    I'm Killa Klownin'
    Meaning I Don't Give A Fuck About Nothin'
    You Say That You Do Because Stupid
    Iz How Everybody Soundin'

    Niggah You Think You Know Me
    But Only If You Knew Me Homie
    You would Leave Me By My Lonely
    I'm Thinkin' Death And Destruction
    Imagez Of Blood N Pus And
    I Ain't Lookin' For Nothin' But Trouble
    Thinkin' Of Murderin' You When I'm Just Loungin'

    That'z Just The Devil (Just The Devil)
    Block It Out And Keep It Movin'
    I'm Evil And This Pussy That I'm Pursuin'
    Gimme The Bible Yes I Need It
    Cuz Tecca Nina'z In Ruin
    Mentally I'm Fuckin' Up and I Really Don't Know What I'm Doin'
    My Tolerance For Physical Pain Is Gained Rapidly
    I'm Gobblin' More Thizzlez Than Thangz But It Came Back At Me
    The Holy Father Musta Flipped And Became Mad At Me
    Because I'm Ponderin' A Wicked Insane Strategy
    How To End It All?
    Many Men'll Fall
    and his sin us all
    nina been involved
    dont really want it with me
    punk yo dont have the gal
    the taste of blood on my tonge
    makin me wanna brawl
    no sentamental shit
    that is the penalty for any bitch
    who try to rekenal this that'll get yo
    temple hit
    bout to bubble, about to pop just
    like a pimple get
    seein somethin that so insane
    im so not fo simple shit

    so teeter tota mothafucka
    if u wanna but just keep it to
    the left of me
    crazy to the death of me
    pussy money mo money bloody
    guess its the recipe
    havin hella drama for
    ninna is a necesity
    good and bad is fightin
    within me and im the referee
    shit its lookin like it is evil getting the best of me
    bitches think im pleasant and really
    wantin to have sex with me
    i promise you im loosin it
    u don't really want to mess with me

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    Why??? - Prozak feat. Tech N9ne & Twista

    (Intro)
    Yeah
    And the question is why
    Prozzak, Saganow what up
    Tech N9ne, Kansas City what up
    Twista, Chi-Town what up
    And we do it like this

    (Verse 1)
    How can somebody explain to me
    Why we been followed by evil for so many centuries
    Locked in prison the world is a penitentiry
    Such a catastrophe and it follows our destiny
    But crack head mothers and fathers are beating their children
    Suicide bombers are crashing our planes into buildings
    While HIV is spreadin' and killin' off millions
    And down in New Orleans there's several of battered civilians
    there spillin the bood of other people for barrels of oil
    The bodies are burning and scattered all over the soil
    Feeling the tension as tempers and temperatures boil
    strikin the soul is a serpent that rattles and coils
    God, tell me what has now become of us
    Shame on us for becoming a race so dangerous
    And even with hate in us
    You never did stray from us
    Instead of forsaken us
    You have forgaven us
    Why???

    (Chorus)
    Why???
    Why does the devil be callin' my name
    Why???
    Testin' my faith with his devilish games
    Why???
    Feeling insane as I was in the brain
    Why oh Why???
    Followed by darkness you ? and grow
    Why???
    Circle above me you circle like crows
    Why???
    father forgive me you reep what you sow
    Why oh Why???

    (Verse 2)
    Do we get off on the fact that our governments fuckin' Iraq from the back
    and we know that this hate is from us and not from Ala
    Why do we gamble with givers of grief
    And I'm wondering why do we live in the dark and my life's not fa la la la la la
    Momma be askin' me, do you believe in this
    Bitches be askin' me, don't you wanna peep in this
    Niggas be askin' me, do you put pussy on a pedestal
    Pimpin' you probly should put money first cuz you weak in this
    Why's this shit draggin'
    Why does everybody know to operate a fully automatic
    and nobody with the love of of one another but its givin us a little bit of light up in the hell of it
    Everybody livin in polygomy you givin me but ain't nobody celibate
    So the question we askin' is Why???
    are we the wickedness when is the trip of the sickest the fly
    Look at the blood and the tears and the piss and the shit in yo eye
    God will be back any day any second so wait for the day that He's free and we die

    (Chorus)
    Why???
    Why does the devil be callin' my name
    Why???
    Testin' my faith with his devilish games
    Why???
    Feeling insane as I was in the brain
    Why oh Why???
    Followed by darkness you ? and grow
    Why???
    Circle above me you circle like crows
    Why???
    father forgive me you reep what you sow
    Why oh Why???

    (Verse 3)
    Could you tell me why would we ever show mercy these days
    Why???
    Just look at the world we be cursin the earth with these plagues
    Why???
    Somtimes I feel evil as if it's the birth of the worst
    And the Earth needs emergency sergury all of this hurt can be ??
    How???
    Turn us into demons thats thats screamin im dreamin that even the devil was special before he got fallin from grace
    Why do we murder
    But God Won't abandone his women and children even though his babys will bust a 380 all in your face
    Why do we kill
    Gotta hit him in the body with a bullet will you pull it but he never look a brother see hed love us even if he didnt feel us to the fullest
    Please tell me Why???
    how you love us even though we gotta hurt eachother even our brother or the mother i dont feel it on the realest you can put it any way you wanna put it
    Why???
    Even through the terror on the planet you can still find love
    Why???
    Even through the torture and the murder you can still find love
    Well if you try to be a rapper on a level of the devil we get buried with the shovel and be cast outta heaven so in hell we can still wind up

    (Chorus)
    Why???
    Why does the devil be callin' my name
    Why???
    Testin' my faith with his devilish games
    Why???
    Feeling insane as I was in the brain
    Why oh Why???
    Followed by darkness you ? and grow
    Why???
    Circle above me you circle like crows
    Why???
    father forgive me you reep what you sow
    Why oh Why???

    (Outro)
    Why???
    Why???
    Why???
    Why-y-y-y oh-h-h-h why???
    Why???
    Why???
    Why???
    Why-y-y-y-y oh-h-h-h Why???

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    What We Are - Potluck feat. Tech N9ne

    [Intro]
    What you're about to witness
    Is one of the best collaborations of all time
    Kansas Cities
    Humbo Counties
    Show em we are what we are

    [Underrated]
    Hey yo, when I rap no never nobody can do it better
    a mouth full of cheddar make me a greedy setter
    Got a mean vendetta, my team is too clever
    Never ever gon stop, cause I rock forever (forever)
    You ain't never gonna see me when I be me
    When it comes to the rhyme, can't beat me (can't do that)
    All the girls say, "you complete me"
    Even some weekly wanna meet me
    Bust on the scene like Jeezy (Yeeeaah)
    Everybody want a Potluck CD (woo)
    After the show, collect the dough
    Then we go to the hotel blowin smoke
    You gonna hold the Po thinkin my flow is dope
    Cuz I'm invincible, you can't sink the boat
    Fuck American Idol, we rock hardcore bitch
    Get stupid, get dumb, matter fact lets thizz
    Underrated in a bout my peers
    Put the pump in the back of the Benz
    Quick better tell all your friends
    It's Potluck and Tech N9ne rockin again
    And we rockin the MO with Krizz Kaliko
    His flow is so cold, gotta go golden
    And a lock in the do like a fo fo at a show
    Man I'm never so-so
    Under syllable criminal won't forget it but let it go in the stereo sure up and get high
    Motherfuckers staring but pity for em baring, but when they lyric go and if you wanna bet em they go'n die
    Now we gotta roll the riches (No lie)
    Hanging up the colder pictures (Don't cry)
    I Gotta stand and I spit with my hand on my dick
    Cause I wanna be sayin, "I'm rich bitch"

    [Chorus] x2
    When I party with ya'll
    We drinkin Crown up at the bar
    When I'm smokin with ya'll
    Take it to the head til' we fall
    And we duckin the law
    We hit them corners til' they gone
    See em fuckin with ya'll cause we are what we are

    We are

    [Tech N9ne]
    Anybody got another pill
    I gotta get a muthafucka to give me the artificial loving
    I wanna be trippin, I gotta be high (chea)
    Tryin ta kick it hella wicked until we die (chea)
    Neva the nigga ta get a milli when I'm tripin n buckin it
    I'mma nigga in the party with your bitch n Im fuckin it
    Butcha gotta be ready to get up n go
    If you wanna start up a fight over ragidy hos
    Me n Potluck put the cocks up in a hot slut tryna bust a nut before the slot locks up (chea)
    Given a minute to get us up in it bet everybody shiver when I deliver the jock pops up (chea)
    Underrated he made it a bomb with the heat (chea)
    Makin it so it aint never calm in the street (chea)
    Tecca Ninna with One Ton nigga we come from nothin
    we bustin like hella spawns on a Buh-buh-buh-beat (chea)
    Verbally ya heard of me murder thee mental capacity
    flippin with Missouri in back of me, pack a B
    Thinkin imagine me Tech attack a muthafucka with the tongue
    Nigga ya better be steadily bringin the medily
    readily, cuz ever-y niggas thinkin ahead of me
    Will never be fetty cuz I bring it like a bullet from a gun
    So whut'chu really wanna do? (chea) Get back on the road, get a sack, crack a brew (chea)
    Put a bitch in the back n I give her whut she really
    wanna muthafucka to makin it do whut it do
    With a Carrabou Lou, 151, Mallaboo Rum, n pineapple juice
    You know the party gatta be fun, compatible groups'a niggas
    Chillin with ya home girls in 707 with the liquor

    [Chorus] x2
    When I party with ya'll
    We drinkin Crown up at the bar
    When I'm smokin with ya'll
    Take it to the head til' we fall
    And we duckin the law
    We hit them corners til' they gone
    See em fuckin with ya'll cause we are what we are

    We are

    [One Ton]
    Hey bartender can I get another round
    With a little bit a ice and a lot more Crown
    Keep it strong with the clowns when I'm in yo town
    Bet it all goes down cause I got that sound
    Say what I wanna when I jump up on yo rhythm
    When I smoke better try humbo
    Better hit til you cry and choke
    Now know why I rhyme so dope
    Party all day and night with a hoe
    Gotta get that dough like I just passed go
    And the next show better be the best yo
    Kick it at the hotel, I just get so frisco
    All the way to Esko, flow mad chick and I say presto
    Let a nigga get a little sip of XO
    I pull the rest and tell the bitch lets go
    I do what I do, rap what I be
    Flow straight heat, gettin high in the street
    Got what I need grow a mouth full of seed
    You can take it from we at the top of the peak
    Do what I can for the fan, I am what I am, I'm another weed man
    Green like a vegan, not a mean man
    I don't gotta green thumb, I gotta whole green hand

    [Chorus] x2
    When I party with ya'll
    We drinkin Crown up at the bar
    When I'm smokin with ya'll
    Take it to the head til' we fall
    And we duckin the law
    We hit them corners til' they gone
    See em fuckin with ya'll cause we are what we are

    We are

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    The Melancholy Maze/My World Intro/My World - Tech N9ne

    Yo
    Whatup, situp get up
    With us killas enough niggas
    To crush ya luck and bust your guts and liver
    Hit with the ruger, now you livin off in a river
    Whatchin this arsenist
    While i spark a bit of my heart
    And bark i'ma start this shit
    ( [man:] sir)
    Welcome to the bottomless pit
    Animalistic
    I know its hella dark in it
    My world ( [man:] sir) is not like a regular life
    We tote big guns instead of a knife
    ( [lady:] hey you can't say that in here)
    Hella grim night
    The devil is in flight
    He said the baretta will get us whatevers in sight
    You got a job, i ain't got one
    You got a wad, i got a shotgun
    [shotgun cocked and people screaming]
    You got a guard, i got a squad
    You here to work and i'm here to rob
    [shot fired]

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    Real Sex - Kutt Calhoun feat. Tech N9ne

    [Tech N9ne]
    Hey!! Step right up muthfuckas
    And get all the pussy you want
    This is the place where you can get all types of pussy!!
    We got.. Black pussy, White pussy, Mexican pussy, Chinese pussy
    expensive pussy, cheap pussy
    If you can find pussy deaper than ours! (FUCK IT!!)

    [Verse 1: Kutt Calhoun]
    Now take my bitch
    She won't complain about shit
    Cause she's my hoe
    Kutt is known for tossin' the dick
    Cause when I'm fuckin'
    Ain't nothing more that I do best
    Than Beat it up, leave the broad, tired of breath
    I'm talkin bout (real sex)
    Something regarding the nookie
    This act don't call for a rookie
    You get this barred if you can't submit me
    Or call for the pussy
    Your resume of the way you lay
    When you serenade it
    Yonkers, secretions what I'm speakin
    Is how you demonstrate
    Can't be no punk with it
    Thrust the cock back, with the hump in it
    Grab the bitch by the hair
    Put your thumb in the booty hole
    And tell the little heffa what you want with it
    You gotta be, down for the booty bang
    Bottom line thats all, cause the money mine
    All the nigga really want is the pooty tang
    And I'm a sign your pity on the rent a kind (Yeah)
    And there's a whole lot of shit to say
    Bitches love it when the dick stay hard
    Swithcin' positions to find some missions
    We'll pull her card
    Which one's the victim (Aey!)
    Lick some and get cum sprayed
    All over the chest
    Nothin less
    You get a double dose of dick a day (Hey!)
    (Real sex)

    [Chorus x2: Tech N9ne]
    oooh la la la la
    Give it to ya from the back and the side no panties and no bra
    Let me get it mama (hit the na na na)
    (Real Sex)
    oooh, oooh, oooh, oooh, yeah!
    I love it when ya do me like this
    Baby Bubba and I like it when ya make it do that
    (Real Sex)

    [Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
    At the hotel after the show
    The sack 'n the flow
    It Never really matters
    I'm attacking the hoe
    I'm mackin' it thou
    Really slow mo'
    I'm never kickin the Willy bobo
    Like a pogo - stick
    Got your wife screaming oh no - Dick!
    In her face on the low oh - Shit!
    Got her think about a choo-choo
    lovin' me givin me Moo Shoo
    Pussy Boo-Koo
    On the side of the bed and the back of the couch
    Dick slapin' it south
    Tecca Nina is a lot to be bragging about
    I be stabbing it out
    69 and the shit be mine
    liking 'em young but not enough to get me time
    i gets behind
    its a hot and dickly time
    i stick it in her and the bitch be cryin'
    you let shit declined
    I like froggy
    Then I crawl right into that doggy
    I'm hella ready
    Ima' call ya Betty and Betty when ya call me, call me Owe
    Cause it hurts
    But ya can't take it home so ya get it in spurts
    That's how evil lurks
    Come off with that skirt
    I make the twat chirp
    Cause I'm givin' you the works
    I wanna a give it you
    You wish ya nigga would do
    What I do - So you wanna go this a-way?
    I got ya pussy to chew
    i got ya nookie to do
    fuckin' the hoes got the niggaz in disarray
    Scorpy hoes represent
    And fuck bitches in a bigger way
    And do every little thing that a nigga say
    Fuckin ya good
    You get-cha double dose of dick a day (HEY!)

    [Chorus x2: Tech N9ne]
    oooh la la la la
    Give it to ya from the back and the side no panties and no bra
    let me get it mama (hit the na na na)
    (Real Sex)
    oooh, oooh, oooh, oooh, yeah!
    I love it when ya do me like this
    Baby Bubba and I like it when ya make it do that
    (Real Sex)

    (Verse 3: Tech N9ne)
    I'm seekin the beaver
    Takin and then keepin' the keebler
    Be the first and the last
    Got her in the bed freakin' a seizure
    Send her home so he can recive her, believe her
    I take hand me downs
    top notch
    Tecca Nina don't be givin' a fuck
    I love nookie but I want your panites down
    Do you know I stick it in your booty hole
    You groupy hoe we can do this at the studio
    Imma tackle ya
    On the bed I'm deadly Imma jackle ya
    Do anything but I won't in it when you bleed cuz bitch I ain't dracula

    (Kutt Calhoun)
    Got a need for a sexy ass chick
    in a leotard shirt wit the nipples blastin

    and my dick get brick when you walkin past



    unlimited hours
    and if you really the ones that the cowards hate

    im get up in ya kitty and devour strait to ya small intestines


    kutt gon still it like mutha fuckin coffee

    [Chorus x2: Tech N9ne]
    oooh la la la la
    Give it to ya from the back and the side no panties and no bra
    let me get it mama (hit the na na na)
    (Real Sex)
    oooh, oooh, oooh, oooh, yeah!
    I love it when ya do me like this
    Baby Bubba and I like it when ya make it do that
    (Real Sex)

    ====================================================

    Say What Ya Wanna - Potluck feat. Tech N9ne

    Say what you wanna say!
    Say what you won' say!
    Do What You Wanna Do!
    Do What You Won' Do!
    Be What I'm Gonna Be,
    That's all I gotta be,
    You just a wannabe,
    So, back the fuck up offa me.

    [UnderRated]
    Here we go again, it's the veteran,
    Yo we better than,
    Even ya friends are pickin' me over them,
    Gotcha breeze on the bed,
    On her knees givin' head,
    Wannabe, but ya never be what I been,
    Lyrically, I'ma Ten,
    Never gonna quit, cause I gotta represent,
    Make another hit, puffin a little bit of the incredible shit,
    I gotcha girl on my mind, so I'm fuckin a bitch,
    I'm all up in the beat, you pretend to be,
    And it's better than the yay, 'cause it's meant to be,
    Humboldt County is the place where they blaze the weed,
    I betcha never believe it, now take a blaze from me,
    We gonna stop, drop, rock and roll,
    Ain't not time to be geekin',
    We gonna do that though,
    Flip that hoe, kick that flow,
    Make it to the top, then we get that dough!

    [1 Ton]
    It ain't funny, you don't wanna play games,
    Ask who's the best, and you better say James,
    Normal thing, everyday, whoop ass and take names,
    Sit ya five dollar ass down, before I make change,
    Get ya poppin' off, stalkin the block,
    All the bitches better know that I'm hot in the spot,
    Poppin' the glock, got me a knot,
    Niggas need to know that I'm walkin' my talk,
    It's on time, my coast gonna Shine, Shine, Shine,
    Can't see nigga, Blind, Blind, Blind,
    1 Ton, and the J.J. boy, fuckin' three hoes, Dime, Dime, Dime,
    Haters back up,
    Hoes gon' get smacked up,
    Holla at the club when I get that love,
    Hit it from the back while I smoke a fat dub,
    Then I'm done, and I get a back rub,


    [1 Ton - Chorus]
    Say what you wanna say!
    Say what you wan' say!
    Do What You Wanna Do!
    Do What You Wan' Do!
    Be What I'm Gonna Be,
    That's all I gotta be,
    You just a wannabe,
    So, back the fuck up offa me.

    Say what you wanna say!
    Say what you wan' say!
    Do What You Wanna Do!
    Do What You Wan' Do!
    Be What I'm Gonna Be,
    That's all I gotta be,
    You just a wannabe,
    So, back the fuck up offa me.


    [Tech N9ne]
    I'm a nigga with a vendetta,
    So what can be better, bitch,
    A motha fucka that run over competitors,
    No medicine in me, I'm better than many,
    Sick in the cerebellum, tell em a nigga like a sedative,
    I'ma do what I wanna do,
    When I do it, ya gonna be knowin' the second I do,
    Because of the rain,
    Because of the pain,
    Ya niggas, the game,
    The Tecca Nina's vexed and wreckin' ya crew,
    Say what you wanna say, I'ma Real,
    Niggas so give me ya dollar bill,
    Take it away from me, I'ma kill,
    Givin' it to me, and I'ma chill,
    Can't nobody stop a nigga from makin' a mill',
    If I wanna put the Platinum off in the grill,
    Maybe tryna find a bitch or two I wanna drill,
    A nigga will,
    Be what I wanna be,
    Get from in front of me,
    If you ain't livin' or doin' what cha feel,
    Only take a minute for me to get up in it,
    Homie you a lieutenant, homie,
    And I'm a general,
    Sendin' you minimal niggas to hell,
    Used to be makin' criminal mail,
    Now I'll be makin' critical sails,
    Never know when I might pop-up,
    Better hope I never let the glock bust,
    Tryna battle niggas, then you got stuck,
    Ain't nobody fuckin' with Teccen and Potluck!
    Take a look around,
    Look at the way I be goin down,
    Tecca Nina with the mo' flow,
    Ain't no fake in the track,
    Nigga, we shakin' the rap,
    Look at the tat's, Snake and the Bat logo,
    Gettin' money, fuckin' bitches on the low-low,
    Sit her on my dick, and make her play pogo,
    You can say what you wanna say,
    Nina fuckin' yo bitch,
    Lookin' like a motha fuckin' clown,
    Nigga, Bozo.


    [1 Ton - Chorus]
    Say what you wanna say!
    Say what you wan' say!
    Do What You Wanna Do!
    Do What You Wan' Do!
    Be What I'm Gonna Be,
    That's all I gotta be,
    You just a wannabe,
    So, back the fuck up offa me.

    Say what you wanna say!
    Say what you wan' say!
    Do What You Wanna Do!
    Do What You Wan' Do!
    Be What I'm Gonna Be,
    That's all I gotta be,
    You just a wannabe,
    So, back the fuck up offa me.

    [UnderRated]
    Who be the best? You gon' bet its me,
    With the sound underground, no MTV,
    1 Ton, UnderRated, we the PLC,
    Best group of the year, and the century,
    You better let me be,
    Ain't no catchin' me,
    All the girls get wet when they mention me,
    When I'm flippin' and rippin',
    And takin' over control,
    I bet ya thinkin' ya better,
    But you a idiot though,
    Get up and go, mayne, You illiterate, bro,
    Don't you ever be thinkin' that you can match the flow,
    I'm unmatchable, with a sack of dro',
    When I'm high, talkin' shit like John McEnroe,
    We gon' stack the dough,
    Get a 'Lac and roll,
    Gettin' blown in the back with a naked hoe,
    Came in the do',
    Pack another bowl, move slow,
    Smoke an ounce 'till my brain cells go!
    Buh bye, we fly, the sky, so high...
    And where the fuck we from?
    Don't die, we cry, West Side, Fo' Life!
    And we gon' do it now,
    Blowin' up, news , Boom-Blowh,
    Fuck you up, with a look like, "Who Now?"
    Got ya whole crew shook, when they go down,
    Flow and grow, we don't know when to slow down!


    [1 Ton - Chorus]
    Say what you wanna say!
    Say what you wan' say!
    Do What You Wanna Do!
    Do What You Wan' Do!
    Be What I'm Gonna Be,
    That's all I gotta be,
    You just a wannabe,
    So, back the fuck up offa me.

    Say what you wanna say!
    Say what you wan' say!
    Do What You Wanna Do!
    Do What You Wan' Do!
    Be What I'm Gonna Be,
    That's all I gotta be,
    You just a wannabe,
    So, back the fuck up offa me.

    ====================================

    Fan or Foe - Tech N9ne feat. Big Krizz Kaliko

    Back up wait a minute
    Why you looking at me like that
    Do you really wanna trip or you flip in the script
    Do you wanna rap with a nigga
    Or bang is a whoop in a rip
    I don't eva want us to come the bust enough shots,
    nigga misery cant produce enough cops and a'
    Don't know if you wallin' or what?
    All you wanna do is free stopping cop
    Fan or Foe I don't really know
    Off at the show, niggas they know
    But I look light, was a good night and i was looking like a mutha fukka wanna jack all me doe
    Come up to me
    My kids and me chillin'
    Betta think twice I'm a 5-6 villain
    All they wanna talk about
    I did it
    When I did it
    Man I thought I was bout get a bullet in a minute
    You Should be carefull how you walk upon us
    Got a bonus for all the opponents if they want it
    I kno they wait for Tecca Ninna moments
    Till' the opponent be poppin' up and hes you don't it
    We don't if they be tripin' or not (NO)
    Probably cuz all of them live on the block
    when you rapping niggas know what you got
    Toughest ever, when you up on the top
    Show some respect when you approach me
    Don't you be mugging me
    Might have that drug in me
    Plug in a nigga, for mearly shrugging me
    Ain't nothing wrong with people peeping,Geeking
    Where the man hoe
    But the grandma so bama, stama
    I don't know if you fan or foe

    [Chorus Repeat 2X]

    We be tripin', we can go
    Peeping like hes seeking doe
    Want the doe or want to go
    I dont know if you fan or foe
    I dont know if you fan or foe
    I dont know if you fan or foe
    Easy how you speakin bro
    I don't know if he fan or foe


    Now easy how they speak
    With broken teeth
    That they did, young flow he can dope be choken
    So yo' ass and you be walking off with it broken
    Run up poor muthafukas in the open
    Making them shut up
    Woofing with that cold shit
    Cut that shinanigans
    Thinking you makes it the manikans
    Thinking you silking the lotion
    Back up wait a minute why you looking at me like that
    I'm just a nigga with a little bit of fame but if you get the tripin' than im giving up my game
    Never catch me sliping
    You can get it out yo brain
    Maine Fan or Foe!
    F**k a nigag try to get his hands on my doe
    but if you really want come on
    Try to get a, you can feed the unpulla
    Tuck my hands on your throat
    Man im a Low
    Want a background for sack town
    Better watch out from the Blao Blao
    BLACK OUT, BLACK OUT, BLACK OUT, BLACK OUT (braararararaa ttataaaaa)
    Stay with my kimers, stepping nockle doodle
    Waicking there game on blood goca doodle
    Think you gon catch me slip at a show
    No factor slick Oh slack, shock a zoolu
    Watch me do you
    With all that fake shit
    You fill with hate trade
    Hoping wishing you wre my replacement
    Courage so viciouse you gon' have to face it
    They try to taste it
    Cuz i laced it like a tennis shoes and Ive been a fool
    Like Zeepo bitch and X-Raided
    But this is a different interview

    [Chorus Repeat 2X]


    Living a bee a bad idea
    If it never go home again
    Nigga looking at me
    Like imma chicken dinner
    Looking back at niggas
    Like a shot of hennessy
    So i gotta carry the four
    I don't really know though
    Cuz they walking past me
    Giving me the eye
    When they past me they be asking
    When you new shit coming out
    At tha picture house
    They be huddled up and i think i might pick one out get tha nigga bigger than me
    For tha trigger to see
    If he tough enough
    Make it what he trying to be
    But he aint bad though
    Dont know how to approach a vulture
    Get to close how im post up

    Cant even live in peace
    and when I eat with my peeps In the place
    You in my face with your mix-tapes
    and if i try to listen to it
    We get it to it
    and fo' all that fue it
    Then its time to do it

    Uhhhh...Cuz a nigga from out south out the mouth
    Your girl be loving me giving me mouth to mouth
    (yea)
    But it aint fair that the music gotta do on what you wanna do when you aint there.


    And if too softly, softy when you see me out you betta get out off me

    [Chorus Repeat 2X]

    ===============================================

    Welcome to the Midwest - Tech N9ne feat. Big Krizz Kaliko

    [Intro]
    Welcome to the place to be
    The middle of all controversy
    West end of the Mississippi
    Wel-come to the mid-west

    [Tech N9ne]
    Pistol packin' and money mackin'
    Rappin' about the city where killaz keep it crackin'
    Too dark and gritty, back in the dizzy
    Jackin' was happenin'
    Gafflin' many cacklin'
    Now we packagin' crack and the addicts will POP
    Kansas City, Missouri
    Feel the fury of the inner city
    Poverty stricken, novelty spittin'
    Follow me quick into the bottom
    We gotta be thizzin'
    No frickin apology given
    You trippin', we lick a SHOT
    Get ready to brawl, hometown
    Breakin' a jawbone clown
    You and a criminal killa
    Be ready to get up and fall on down
    Look at the darkside
    Fulla the gangbangin'
    Hookers wit' choppas
    And the coppaz they keep them thangs rangin'
    You ain't gotta be killa gangsta to know
    That you can die tryna hide side thangs for the dough
    After the club, get to skippin' 'cause they trippin' off in the MO

    [Hook] [Big Krizz Kaliko]
    It doesn't really matter where you go
    Where you've been
    Beautiful foreign lands you've been in
    Gun play reigns
    Sun ray shine
    Stay inside you should be fine
    I'll show you, follow me
    Wel-come to the mid-west

    [Big Krizz Kaliko]
    It's a city where anybody can 'cause you bodily harm
    When you walk in my city hardly armed
    Hardly safe to show your face
    Apes will erase you and let the blades graze you for the paper
    Nowhere to hide on either side of the water
    For gucci and prada
    Krizz and the millimeter will follow ya
    Holler and scream, it won't get you a thing
    So get you a thing, load it up wit' hollow ones
    Slide 'em up like a hollogen
    Look at the crime rate
    No wonder why I hate
    Niggaz keep it peepin'
    I'm seekin' for when you leavin'
    I'm keepin' my thang
    And take 'em away if it ain't in the day
    Hurry get ya people up outta the K
    The Mid (west) is more than just a little chaotic
    And if we ain't got it we plottin' 'em to rob 'em for they checks
    That be the nature of the beast
    To keep the peace
    I keep my piece when you in the midwest

    [Hook]

    [Tech N9ne]
    Hands up, if you wit' it stand up
    If ya get it Midwest, we admit it we the shyza
    Stand tough, we can get it manned up
    When you visit, big stress hella when you recognize us
    Hands up, it you wit' it stand up
    If ya get it Midwest, we admit it we the shyza
    Stand tough, we can get it manned up
    When you visit (wel-come to the mid-west)

    [Tech N9ne]
    If you trippin' we givin' you a labatomy
    Cannibal, you hannibal can't amount to my psychology

    [Big Krizz Kaliko]
    And poppin' me better be the way you thinkin' of stoppin' me
    Get on top of me quick forramic what I got on me click

    [Tech N9ne]
    Money, the mackin' and murder is all that we know
    Whether sunny or black in the dirt I'ma gather my dough

    [Big Krizz Kaliko]
    If you hustlin' maybe the place you can get it for low
    Get your package and get the pack
    And golly get it and go

    [Tech N9ne]
    Never walk in my city when alone better draw down

    [Big Krizz Kaliko]
    Keep them babies out the way
    Catch a stray in the K-Town

    [Tech N9ne]
    Boss in my city
    Never crawl, never fall down

    [Big Krizz Kaliko]
    Me and Millimeter spray in your way and you better lay down

    [Tech N9ne]
    Gangstas, mobstas, everybody know

    [Tech N9ne and Big Krizz Kaliko]
    'Cause in a town ya wanna clown around at the show

    [Tech N9ne]
    Packin' millis 'cause everybody silly
    So get ready to hit the flo'

    [Hook: 2x]

    [Outro]
    I'll show you follow me.....
    Wel-come to the mid-west!

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    Heres the rest that I have, first post had a character limit.

    Too Much - Tech N9ne feat. Big Krizz Kaliko & Kutt Calhoun

    Ain't nobody better we comin' clever than ever goin' head up with competitors and levelin' a,
    We put em thru the shredder we got the lever to sever any bretheren who steppin' with the devil an a,
    I'm sick of everybody thinkin' they ready for the work of a killa and fillin' they illin' not sayin a thing,
    Gotta get it up the skill is incredible death is inevidable if you got trouble obeying the king,
    I guess when I bust I'm too much for ya,
    I cuss when I must I'm too rough for ya,
    Tecca Nina when I'm flowin It's a rush for ya,
    Other rappers on the planet you a customer,
    Cuz you buy it and bite on me put your recorder right on me cuz you really ain't no shit and you stuck in debris,
    Now the people got the light on me I'm about to fight on the mic and you knowin' aint nobody fuckin' with me,
    Automatically haters be mad at me when I be rippin' it niggas get to trippin' cuz I'm livin' it up,
    Got the industry in the palm of my hand and I promise I can ?? when I sing I'm not givin a fuck,
    I'm 'bout the music and doin' it when the people they ruin it when the listen it be drivin' me crazy,
    I'm different people they call me evil and devil Imma let 'em see the level of animal it made me,
    Cuz I don't give a fuck I just bust your crew up,
    Leave 'em in the dust n must chuck the deuce up,
    Nina, Krizz and Kutt we upchuck the new stuff,
    Never can ya touch or crush us we TOO MUCH,

    Why do we even do it when you don't get it?
    It's like beating a dead fuckin' horse,
    Constantly giving you elite shit,
    And only a handfull of you get it,

    Too much for ya, too much [x8]

    And I can paint a Picture with words,
    See if you understand what you had,

    Singin' what you wanted,
    I'm thinkin' that we too much for ya,
    Said in the bar we 'bout th raise too much for ya,
    Dolby in digital gotta pay some bucks for the
    Clerity, and the intro we spray BRAHH BRAHH

    However the wanted me,
    Imma hit em with dub in this club they can be the reason you can be gone trippin a lot of,
    ??
    ??
    ??

    Dangerous with these flows
    Caught me cut you like I'm insane???
    ??


    Cuz I don't give a fuck I just bust your crew up,
    Leave 'em in the dust n must chuck the juice up,
    Nina, Krizz and Kutt we upchuck the new stuff,
    Never can ya touch or crush us we too much,
    Nina Kali n Kutt, Ain't Nobody, Fuckin' with us.

    ========================================================

    Midwest Choppers - Tech N9ne feat. Big Krizz Kaliko & Dalima

    Welcome to Mizery Punk
    We derouted in this yerm I'm sayin
    KCMO, KCK, Yerm Sayin
    This how we do it
    Tech N9ne in this piece
    Stange Music Represent
    WHAT

    Welcome to misery where the killers pop it up
    and when I say pop it up i mean dealing wit the tug of the gun
    We can do it if anybody want it where the rappen get to clappin im here to tell everyone
    Misery loves kompany so we done with thee
    Enemy where he be energy sendin me the route
    a negativity trippin wit me you runnin fo yo life
    cause you ran your mouth MOUTH

    CHORUS: x2
    We can sang or we can bang
    It aint no game we untamed
    Whether its fame or we can aim
    Release your brains it aint no thang
    MIDWEST CHOPPERS
    Yern Im Sayn?
    We livin in pain
    And it's a shame that you came and got drained
    And listen mayn stay in your lane
    MIDWEST CHOPPERS


    Fiend it witness the Murderers monolog of a menace
    comin from out of a sinister formidable place
    I can let you know the ins and the outs and I can spit it wickid
    Twisted And you can see by the look of my face
    Give me the mic and ima mangle it tangle it
    Definitely people see that I got the hang of it
    Pitty you gotta try to make a mocery of a city
    Who
    POCK EM POCK EM you better bee dangerous
    Came to get strange wit it bang wit it
    Stop and get a little untamed wit it
    Get the chopper like a fully a bully wit a hoodie stop him take him out
    So he can Spit cane wit it
    Well the answer is right before your eyes
    Who do you despies?
    Killers who chop you we got to stop you
    pop you partner we cussin
    Get up outta the way when techa nina be bustin
    Gotta give it up im a veteran like edison ima light em up and get in your head again
    Im better than ever
    Never let em feather an
    Hit the mic and get in again and then we peddlin
    Medicine ima
    CHOPPA CHOPPA CHOPPA
    Automatic kickin the ammunition
    Killin the competition no it aint nobody
    HOTTA HOTTA HOTTA
    Damaging everything and everybody
    You kno we on a mission
    Listen to me
    How can I make you understand im a general
    Even if you poppin the competition is minimal
    Kansan City killers and you can bet that we criminal
    The demons inside of me keep telling on me when to go
    So ima keep reppin the midwest choppin freakin flows
    And im about to be up on top of this and truly be bustin
    beggin for mercy you punk I aint givin you NOTHING


    CHORUS x2
    We can sang or we can bang
    It aint no game we untamed
    Whether its fame or we can aim
    Release your brains it aint no thang

    MIDWEST CHOPPERS

    Yern Im Sayn?
    We livin in pain
    And it's a shame that you came and got drained
    And listen mayn stay in your lane

    MIDWEST CHOPPERS

    {Verse 2}


    We be the best We aint talking about women we be talking about paper
    Already made come and terrible
    And the competition is the killa
    With or with the buretta tight right under my sweater
    And we hide it delopta be where my killas

    But my dealers are betta
    Like a blender leeroy like a guillotine chop yo hands out and throw me ou the window


    Watch yo lyrical
    Thru the atp
    WHEN WE COME TO THE STREET WE DON POST ON THE BLOCK
    For the killa ima lift my middle finger up to the cop
    So On the way to the studio we be makin another hot track
    They be lovin the way we spit it
    Boy they want our position but they aint never get it
    In the hone of the pacific
    We the definiton of a soldier
    My opposition is the cultural
    I spit like a tomic
    Me and my killa are guerillas

    Boy we tryin to battle cuz they want our position
    But they aint never get it
    Man I told you
    We the number one competitors dealin
    Working the way to the top and get the millin
    In the hone of the city you can never cross us

    You can try to read us
    You can try to beat us
    Try to get your speed up but it aint gon matter
    Cause after were done bustin a nigga we don after
    We takin after techa nina is the master

    CHORUS

    Whenever im reppin the city in the cane
    Holla your brain cuz im a disaster
    Dilemma get ready decibel comin atcha
    We wanna Come atcha
    Because im a master
    And im impressionable now
    Just so ya kno now
    I make em sweat
    Cause the best with the flow
    Whenever you wanna flex you can go
    Keep stressing your code
    And I make yo man go
    Midwest will flow like
    SHE'LL FLOW WITH MORE STRIFE
    Cuz the energy is the bomb
    I can tell that you fascinated by the way we rhyme
    And we flow like with the mo like
    Mo strike wit the fire
    BABY I KNO U SAY IT OFF
    Cuz so senemy enemys now
    Irritate with the haters that be comin around so I kick it
    Like a realla with the
    Im too set for a cure so and I don't need for a doctor to work
    Late for makin yo nerves
    Late cause he called ya
    Hands down now I popped ya now
    Lets take a trip to the back of your real gear
    Strange the individual wit ill skill

    TALK WIT IT
    Let me act like you get tough wit it
    When you get out of the truck spittin off the crane
    Killers gon be the one to leavin yo bodies
    Smoke ya but really
    AND THE GAME IS DROP
    Cause whenever im bustin its like
    the full heart stopper
    The techa nina get up the flow cause we
    Midwest choppaz

    CHORUS

    You better Act right get right
    Cause im the baddest nigga hookin up with the fastest badass
    Hit you with the lyrical lyrical miracle whip incredible knock the head like a several
    Diggy diggy down diggy down watcha diggy down cook it clown and at the house hold it down diggy diggy_____ diggy down
    And if you look for the sound you can be found with the nigga in the crowd are you really wit me?
    And when you hear it then nigga then zip it
    These make you want to reposition and pivit
    When we write it and spit it we makin somebody get it
    And if they wont hear it then they wont get it
    STOP
    Oh we can keep babblin on
    Or rapplin off at the mouth while we travelin
    And we speakin on on the speakin on the things we be doin comin in to pop my mouth
    And where the hell were u?
    And I can stop with the drop
    With the Caribou
    And they see me pop I would say was you
    And I wont hesitate to chop you
    Until to you
    While they doin you
    And if you look at the better at the better to combust you got the Cali gun for fun
    And if you throw me past the pack man you get it
    They putting down the gun
    CHOPPA yousa CHOPPA that techa ninaz a CHOOPA
    We gon come and Knock your block off
    You never see us comin hit yah run and walk off
    Cause is more what we wantin
    And we come in and headhuntin
    Wont stop til we get to the top
    It's the way we Midwest chop yah

  3. #3
    Most of these are on the lyrics section on the site.

  4. #4
    Quote Originally Posted by KirbyTheAlmighty
    Most of these are on the lyrics section on the site.
    Yes, but there are corrections I have made. And mine are easier to follow.

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    midwest choppers part 2....i really want those lyrics
    thx

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    Quote Originally Posted by l<ingJuelz
    midwest choppers part 2....i really want those lyrics
    thx
    Here they are. Check out this thread too, which is where I copied them from. http://www.therealtechn9ne.com/forum...ppers-2-lyrics

    [Intro: Tech N9ne]
    We scowered the globe,
    On a quest to find the most elite
    Most intricate tongues of all time
    California, New York, Denmark, Australia
    Then a cold wind from the Midwest brought the hardest
    Fastest, most accurate tongues ever heard in our lifetime
    These are the Midwest Choppers


    [Verse 1: K-Dean]
    I got a message for
    Any of you muthafuckin niggaz that wanna talk 'bout the Mid-Midwest
    We dangerous, Aim to bust any little nigga with a big-big chest
    anybody wanna
    I'm a type of nigga that'll ????
    Fuck everybody that want a piece of a killa
    For real, Me and my niggaz will leave you floatin in a river
    So fuck all you haters, You heard what I said
    I'll flow a little bit over your head
    Act like a pencil, I'll fill you with led
    If you afraid, Then tell me you scared
    Cause imma little bit out of my muthafuckin mind
    The hardest rapper ?
    Who that? Who that? That's me
    Who that? Who that? K-Dean
    When I was comin up ????
    They told me, "I really be killin a lot of you niggaz"
    I mean, Fuckin with my niggaz D-Loc and Dalima
    They told me, "I be really gotta be a muderer killin machine"
    I didn't care, I kept on rappin my way to the top
    Fuckin with my nigga Tech, He told me I'm hot
    Anybody got a problem with any one of my niggaz
    I'll pulled out the 9 mill and ???
    Bring the heat ???
    Anything that you bring, Imma tame
    Puttin dirt on the top of my name
    Pull back and I click-click, bang
    Ask Tech, He'll tell you I'm strange
    If you ever wanna talk about me
    Imma run up, Gun up and leave you with no brain
    Then you'll know my flow is insane

    [Chorus: Tech N9ne]
    I be on the West Coast, i be on the East Coast
    I be North, South, but I reside on my side MIDWEST CHOPPA
    Even though I'm all up in the Northwest
    All across the US
    Overseas... MIDWEST CHOPPAS

    Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh (You can't touch us)
    Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh (Yeah, Midwest Choppas)
    Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh (You can't touch us)
    Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh (Nigga, Midwest Choppas)

    [Verse 2: Krayzie Bone]
    Come, come get some of this Midwest murda music, murda music, murda music
    Come, come get some of this Midwest murda music, murda music, murda music
    Let me hit 'em
    When I get 'em, Imma split 'em, Imma kill 'em
    I'm the nigga with the lyrical venom finna get up in them
    When they give me the instrumental
    I finish 'em, diminish 'em
    I guarantee the murda music will minimum
    But lately I been givin' 'em hell
    They don't really wanna see me
    I'm so damn swell
    Call me a monster, Verse Designer, First To bomb ya
    Leathaface pullin up in that hearse beside ya
    Murda, mo murda, mo murda, mo murdered 'em all, kill 'em all
    Krayzie kill 'em all, they fall
    Its a lyrical execution
    We snap faster, We the rap masters
    Squeeze the gat
    Blast it, If thats how it gotsa be
    So they better get it ready cuz I'm heated like an AK-47 spittin' bullets full of lyrics inside of me
    Well that's somethin', That's crazy, Jackson
    He's amazin' action, Stay in action
    Rap, singin' at ya, I'm blazin' at ya
    I'm kinda like an automatic aimin' at ya
    And I don't want a little bit of flame to ashes
    You know you really truely insane to madness
    You're never gonna find other niggaz more scandalous than this Midwest blastin' famly

    [Chorus: Tech N9ne]
    I be on the West Coast, i be on the East Coast
    I be North, South, but I reside on my side MIDWEST CHOPPA
    Even though I'm all up in the Northwest
    All across the US
    Overseas... MIDWEST CHOPPAS

    Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh (You can't touch us)
    Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh (Yeah, Midwest Choppas)
    Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh (You can't touch us)
    Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh (Nigga, Midwest Choppas)

    [Verse 3: Tech N9ne]
    I am the definition of Murda
    The N9ne is now coming to serve ya
    You're running but chu can't go no furtha
    Cuz I'm running through you with no sign of inertia

    Gimme the mic and I bet that you duck
    It's what you betta do when I'm bussin
    I be flippin I'm incredible never get on my level
    I'm a killa with the pedal to the medal
    You're edible and ya lovin is so inevitable
    I can take it to ya momma ya daddy, in The back of a caddy
    You cannibal in the sack with a baggy I wanna
    ?
    Take it out and make it ?
    ?
    Cuz that'll be bad if you decide to mad ?
    You can listen to me and see I'm the nigga with the ammunition
    I'm givin the livin a vision of death
    Makin em sick and depressed
    Cuz I be givin em everything
    I'm a rebel and I'm still with the quick and the best
    Makin ?
    ? to rip and diminish ya
    Trip and I finish ya
    Dig it, chu really get me livid, I'm bout give it a pivot
    Imma stick it so we can differ to sinister
    I be the choppa that got ya little boppers goin off us
    Betta not let me up on the premises
    Cuz I'm a doctor that's ? when I brought cha
    Be cautious never talk of this nemesis
    We on top of the hill when it come to the skill
    Other rappers are damn jokers
    They be givin the people comedy
    But the Tecca N9na Mizery shit is Bram Stoker

    [Chorus: Tech N9ne]
    I be on the West Coast, i be on the East Coast
    I be North, South, but I reside on my side MIDWEST CHOPPA
    Even though I'm all up in the Northwest
    All across the US
    Overseas... MIDWEST CHOPPAS

    Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh (You can't touch us)
    Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh (Yeah, Midwest Choppas)
    Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh (You can't touch us)
    Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh (Nigga, Midwest Choppas)

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    Fan Or Foe Correction

    All you wanna do is free stopping CUT

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    thx bro....good lookin out hows about blown away if it aint much trouble?

  9. #9
    I'll hook ya up soon. I don't have my laptop right now. Gettin the screen on it replaced.

    Quote Originally Posted by l<ingJuelz
    thx bro....good lookin out hows about blown away if it aint much trouble?

  10. #10
    another correction for fan or foe

    "Do You Really Wanna Rap With A Nigga?,
    Are We Bangin, Suwoopin, Or Rip?"

    lol one of my boyz pointed that part out cause it said suwoo lol

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