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Intro: Guys talkin about Tech N9ne
"And the spiked red hair, and the, and the paintin' his face..."
"Whoa, hold on man, Tech is losin' it man!"
"He's not as grounded as he used to be,"
"Tech was a devil worshipper,"
"You know you seen a black dude with red hair and a long beard,
I mean look, he look scary to me too,"
"Man that nigg* Tech man, he sellin' out man.
That's, that's, he's doin' that s**t for the white folks,
That white s**t he doin' man..."
Verse 1: Tech N9ne
I've been writing for
Nineteen years for sure
Haters in these times
don't wanna see me shine
Stop me, and then try to tell me (Come gangsta)
And then compare me to Nelly (Where ya bang bra?)
So this song is gonna tell me
(So-called gangsta who the fk is ??)
Hey, I've been bustin'
And fizz-knuckin' girls
It tizz nothin' for years puffin'
I've been clutchin' riches from his muf*in'
Here's fk you this is tough and I
(Don't know what the fk you thinkin' tellin me this s**t is hella fake)
Say, since way back in the days rappin'
The blaze happen
I raised raves craves the days was blade packin'
And stage saggin'
They's wack and Nina stay laid back and I
(Rap at niggraz contantly they never know the money Nina makes)
Hey, this is amazin' how formulate they hatin'
You fkin' fornicate your mistakin'
We can never correlate cause you fakin', huh
Who's bringin' in through the bacon, huh
Who's keepin' this shakin', huh
(Got any questions Sinister Tech and Tecca Nina know the rest)
Gay, is all you punks and Mitch Bades
Diss in your trunk won't get played on the radio
Too gangsta for an old lady bro
Gangsta don't hate me no
w*nksta won't face me though
(Talkin' s**t and buncha my people tellin' me I really need a vest)
Okay
Bridge 1: Tech N9ne
I rep the town harder than any of you
Wherever I stand my bills the same punk
And you got the nerve to tell me
Chorus: Tech N9ne
Come gangsta
Throw your rags in the air
And know that nobody there
Will compare to your gangsta
Sag your pants to the floor
Every woman's a b*tch or a wh*re
When you're gangsta
Pack ya guns in the club
If they shrug and them thugs mean mug ya
Come gangsta
Is what they sayin' to me
Verse 2: Tech N9ne
I shoulda been done come for the gun
For the ones who bump they gums who the one
Said a nigg* wasn't gonna make another record
Said I was wack and washed up, done
Said a nigg* might scare: little ones
He's a fkin' nightmare: here he comes
With red hair and my face painted...
They say (Gangsta)
Messy Marvin Coleone is so (Gangsta)
But I really ain't (Gangsta)
I need to come up wit a (Gangsta)
Scritch the scratch on my nigg* Phat Tone is so (Gangsta)
You need a bit of that (Gangsta)
You need to hang wit a (Gangsta)
Mr. Stinky Vigilante so (Gangsta)
Brother Lynch is (Gangsta)
The Bigga Figga is (Gangsta)
57 RDVs are so (Gangsta)
That nigg* 50 is (Gangsta)
They say...
When you in them streets, creep, creep,
Cause some gangstas want a head blast,
Cause I run with the red rags,
And tryin to make the feds flash,
Try to swipe my bread stash
(That's that bulls**t I'm gon' skip and try to go and get the money grip)
Okay, you kill me in Nosferatu vampire bit my s**t,
Cause you feel me, surprised I got you right here with my s**t?
So you gotta be thankfull to who?
By the way homie what's gangsta to you?
(Money, dope and alcohol and plenty girls all up on your d*ck)
I got that
How can C-Bo be wrong?
How can Yukmouth be wrong?
How can Lynch be wrong?
How can 2Pac be wrong? b*tch!
Repeat Chorus
Verse 3: Tech N9ne
I've been nice to you rapper cats for a long time
I left Kansas City so them other cats can go on shine
But it seems these punks are confused because I'm my own kind
But I'm back on deck cause Kansas City is who's throne? Mine!
This ain't no punk s**t
nigg* this is strength at it's finest
I made this s**t so all you simps can rewind it
Meaning: you p*ssies who say this Tech s**t ain't hard for real
And try to disregard the real,
You mothafkers is hard to feel
I get your death threats, cause I'm the king b*tch
Money, groupies, drugs and alcohol, and bling s**t
But I stay a head of the game
And you punks is so lame
Cause my mobbin' gangsta track will demolish your whole tank
I've been with every rapper who's legendary
Underground to mainstream know that Tech is very hard
Cause I bring the heater,
Love me cause I'm your leader,
girls they suck my Peter,
While I drinkin' Margaritas,
get laid down,
Seven displayed sounds,
N9ne the Crazed Clown,
Lines like sprayed rounds,
This is for all you haters who don't pump my s**t,
If you say this ain't gangsta you can SUCK MY d*ck!
I might *look* like a clown,
But you sound like a mothafkin' circus!
fk you motherfkers!
Outro: Yukmouth
This nigg* is the tightest nigg* movin' man,
I mean, Tech N9ne will demolish all you ,
From the stage show, to rockin' the mic, you name it,
That's why I roll wit him, he my favorite rapper, real talk.
Tech N9ne