Tech Everybody wana get in the middle of mu know about the nina, the women, and my wife Hell of rumors I get enough of the haters you can bet they gona do it I die What I do up in the crilla for realla is my Get the women up and it then stick it, it's my night Everybody lookin' at me like I'm a killer, but never tech up in the eye
zing zing, and a one, two, three Why the negative energy gotta come me (me me) doin' this, he doin' that, stingin' the women like a bumble bee (bee bee) Don't believe everything you up in the streets, capiche? ever rack your brain (brain brain) Tech N9ne, Lyrycyst well if the gift lifts to this, we're gonna break chains
What you talkin' about this gossip it, drop it we'll prosper, profit, mark us But you cannot us or lock us in shackles with We are no novice can't us We will this cause we rap so futuristic like we were by spacely sprockets you got it wana test this, I'm restless I'll eat ya'll, for breakfast No weapons, just in my presence No peasants, you rappers can't this, I'm badder And I'm tellin' all chadders, I'm not your average cracker Your of, innovation, makes your music a displacement To the way rappers so how can you talk offensive Your a product for the jingles, youre a hot wheel I'm a Get some musical talent before you of ma people
Cause lyricist has broke the chains, I'm out I the chains broke the chains, I'm out I broke the chains Lyricist has the chains, I'm out I broke the chains broke the chains, I'm out I broke the chains !!
keep on livin' I don't need no more This is my time, I was given, and I people would just listen Cuase I like Michael Jackson and just wana be left alone Cause you standin' on ma garden, just step back and let it Lyricist will never be tamed, gota maintain, and bring my So no what they say, I'll entertain until I drain And this name is a gift, I was with the tip Dont refrain, and dont drift, they will lyricist When I come, to the pace of my drums Deep down, there's a sound, growin' rapidly and ready to come out Bow down, to an being molded from the hands of god Me and Tech(2X Echo), N9ne(2X Echo), make this planet rock!! Common!!
Cause lyricist has broke the chains, I'm out I the chains broke the chains, I'm out I broke the chains Lyricist has broke the chains, I'm out I the chains Teccanina's the chains, I'm out I broke the chains !!
N9ne: Hey everybody, hey Why I gotta lay everybody, spray A.K to the body, may everybody I don't get with it, buddy, say don't they know I'm way naughty Shake the lame and the chains Don't the player, but hate the game Ama quake the I will never take the shame body wanna create the pain Tech N9ne, Lyricist, how could rhyme us this He say she say, we say he gay, but they dyin' to hear us I go, everywhere I flow It seems to be all around me I show, people in my bia, but see I disregard who down me, broke