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