[Intro]
Playing some ball with my friends
Fucked up my pinky again
Doctor popped it back in place
I got a cast on my hand

[Verse 1]
Say a lot you talk a lot
We heard a lot you not certified
You don’t work a lot
You not down to ride
I heard your catalog that shit trash
Speed through the lane Westbrook on the glass
Throw a left hook at your mask
All of y’all fake got another face for a pass
Just to ride in that wave till that wave gonna crash
Bitch I’m a pro with the film
Changing the flow up again
They cannot box us no more
Square up I’m throwing a jab
My girl was tripping about gram
So I took trip to Japan
Changing my life through the internet
I got the world in my hands
Shouts out I need a masseuse
"Nyck at Knight" dropping in June
People that fronted on us
Hear the new shit and they acting confused
Hear the bullshit and I got in my bag
Spazzing out they say I got to relax
AABA describes where America at
Who knows if we’ll get America back
Damn there go my life again
Just another casualty of righteousness
I been ghost but the poltergeist
Is back, things are getting frightening
Snap like I popped another Vicodin
I face L’s like I ain’t like to win
When I cyph’ take time to decipher it
Y’all already know what kind of life I live

[Bridge]
Shout out X, shout out, yeah yeah
I got to spazz out one time
Beast Coast team back on top baby
Throat fucked that little bitch got her throat fucked

[Verse 2]
Switching up the sound and the flow
Killing it all around when we go
Hold it down for the pros
Already rounding the globe
Legendary beginning the story being told
Can you walk that path?
I don’t think so, you don’t walk that fast
Break a stack then you blow all that cash
Pop another Xan, smoke all that gas
Life of the young, dumb and unaware
They caught sipping when they unprepared
Act raw cause someone wasn’t there
To show them how to eat
So they learn from the streets
Nice little kid switched, turned to a beast
This is the reflection of me
Nobody had a lesson to teach
So I learned from myself
I don’t want no rest
Till I’m resting in peace

[Outro]
Get it right, Nyck at Knight
Coming soon
Get it right, Nyck at Knight
Good things come in two’s
Get it right, Nyck at Knight
Got shit to prove
Get it right, Nyck at Knight
See y’all in June

[Intro: Snoop Dogg]
This is the G-Mix
Flatbush Zombies, Big Snoop Dogg
Palm Trees

[Verse 1: Meechy Darko]
Yeah still I palm trees in the calm breeze
Pardon me, Dogg, Meech
Only get my D if she sing R&B
My lyrics send shivers, no way you can feel this
Got quadriplegics tappin’ they feet, snappin’ they fingers
My team gets higher than the voice of Weeknd
My chronic louder than what preachers and deacons be speaking (hallelujah)
Infinity stoned
My neck and teeth lit, glow like a beacon
I’m rollin’ reefer
She frontally thick, you know I’m chiefin’
Picture Meech not rollin’ up
That’s like Magic Johnson donatin’ blood
Picture Meech not rollin’ up
That’s like Magic Johnson donatin’ blood
She loves them rappers but only niggas like me
I love them bitches
I only eat that pussy if she’s spiritual (yum yum)
Something in your blouse got me feelin’ so aroused
Hittin’ blunts til I’m knocking out
Wet Meowth for that cotton mouth

[Hook: Meechy Darko & Snoop Dogg]
So much grams, y’all blew my high the first time so I had to do it again
But still palm trees
So when you throw shade, nigga never harm me
It be Zombie Gang and the D-O-double G

[Verse 2: Zombie Juice]
Every day, me and Mary Jane
If you ain’t talking terps well homie what you say
I be swimmin’ in the clouds, so high I can’t come down
With D-O-double G, A-R-C, and Meechie
Yeah so much grams, vacuum sealer in the hotel
So much ass I had to hit it in the hotel
Till 6 in the morning like that R. Kelly song
Probably fucked your baby momma green with my ice on
See I’m on some new shit
They stole my swag, they can have it
But I’m on some magic shit
Jordan at the garden lit
Brooklyn made me this, Bronx Tale, I’m on some sunny shit
Flatbush screaming till I die, still they hate on the messiah
Medicate I’m on some other shit, my weed is just too fire
Flossin’ just because I wanna, I can see that you despise
So I’m grindin’ everyday tryna be the top five
And it’s still palm trees everybody, let’s get high

[Hook: Meechy Darko & Snoop Dogg]
So much grams, y’all blew my high the first time so I had to do it again
But still palm trees
So when you throw shade, nigga never harm me
It means Zombie Gang and the D-O-double G

[Verse 3: Erick Arc Elliot]
They still hating the genius
Zombies been taking over
This time we recruit the g-est
I’m known to smoke one up until we approach the zenith
If it’s OG I steam it
Only promote the cleanest and the passenger too
Then I pass it to Snoop
Wrap away is too is to match it and
If you master this rule, lighters next time we in the cypher
I’ll pass it to you
Passions for that in school
Smoking good like 222
Don’t we say they shoot at you
Shout at my niggas, who [?] in the view
I’m certified with the smoke, inhaling the dope fumes
Smellin’ pack
Got offended like a groupie though
Listen to me, this that killer that’ll make you lose it though
[?]
Baby baby don’t cry
Ain’t no place we can’t smoke [?]
This is the G-Mix baby
Cali NY
Baby baby don’t cry
Ain’t no place we can’t smoke it, right Snoop
Worldwide

[Hook: Meechy Darko & Snoop Dogg]
So much grams, y’all blew my high the first time so I had to do it again
But still palm trees
So when you throw shade, nigga never harm me
It be Zombie Gang and the D-O-double G

[Outro: Snoop Dogg]
Recognize game when it’s in your face
One thing about me and these trees
We have an unbreakable bond
We’re connected from the roots to the seeds, to the leaves, to the trees
Feel me, please
We plan to disperse to the earth
What is it worth
Whether you’re last, whether you’re first
From the date of your birth
We smoke trees cause trees was delivered from the earth
Dig that
See a lot of y’all don’t know
So said Snoop Dogg
Flatbush Zombies
Blaze one for the nation

[Intro]

[Verse 1]
Yo, proceed to reminisce
Think about my early goes
This journey’s been legit
Look at how I touched these souls
Look at how I always handle myself
This don’t come lucky, no
Sensitive about my shit
Soul food for the country folks
I was in this funky boat
They like "God dammit, he happy"
Spreading that world peace while they throwing their monkey wrenches at me
No love lost, no monthly distractions we come cross
Wasn’t waiting for nothing to jump off
But I took that leap though
We come from zero, nothing, [?], nada so God is my hero
The black sheep of my family but even family can have the biggest egos
Watch out youngsters, I see you
From Flint to Vega on my P’s & Q’s as I keep meeting peaceful
Yeah I’m blessed and peaceful
Be humble, K. Dot style
You wait too long and next thing you know life starts weighs you down
I believe that praying counts
So count your blessings podna
My voice symbolic
Ask my rasta, I’ve always be silent
‘fore I’m forgotten, I just…

[Hook]
Wanna remind you that we all going through a little something, something, something podna
Wanna remind you that we all going through a little something, something
You ain’t the only one, you ain’t
Wanna remind you that we all going through a little something, something
Better yet when your lifestyle change
Wanna remind you that we all going through a little something, something, something podna

[Verse 2]
Let me make this crystal clear
I’m coming strictly fitted
Like fuck them dress codes, they could miss me with it
I do my thing and them ladies fall down for them hippy spirits
I hop on stage and do my 60 minutes, pushing that independence
Good weed is all I need
That [?] shit gon’ get y’all where y’all need to be
I see exactly where I fucked around with make believe
Never take it hard, I just find different ways to take the lead
Doing bad business is a sunken place for me
Never hypnotized unless it’s life after death and that’s a Biggie album
One time for all of the greats
Sometimes I can’t imagine how y’all lived without the space
And I’m not talking about the bigger houses
Sometimes it scares me that the bigger you get, you locked away
But I got a lot to say so they gon’ always have a Dizzy album
They gon’ remember that I was a man of my word
It’s not what you gained or you earned
It’s about what you came and you learned
Telling the little homies like…

[Hook]
Wanna remind you that we all going through a little something, something, something podna
Wanna remind you that we all going through a little something, something
You ain’t the only one, you ain’t
Wanna remind you that we all going through a little something, something
Better yet when your lifestyle change
Wanna remind you that we all going through a little something, something, something podna

[Verse 3]
Yo, I hope you see me God
You taught me that holding the throne won’t be no easy job
They throwing their sticks and stones but still I remain so peacefully calm
Living in these creepy times
They sleepy, I get noisy
No nigga, you can’t avoid me
I’ll be there shortly
Flying under the raider, right around the corner
From another brother’s story, wishing you glory
I see y’all shining though
Like diamonds on these new age rappers that’s been trying to flow
Y’all like my little brothers that looked up and hit the lottery
And that’s not being logical
I been connecting the dots like dominos
Gotta count it up yourself yo, or you could be held accountable
This ain’t a history lesson nah, more like victory down the road
Keep it real, never fade
Who cares as long as they can relate
It’s too many people in this world to go one way
The human race is mixed up like liquor
Thinking about it when I wake up tryna get ’em all with us
I know that me and all the homies…

[Hook]
Wanna remind you that we all going through a little something, something, something podna
Wanna remind you that we all going through a little something, something
You ain’t the only one, you ain’t
Wanna remind you that we all going through a little something, something
Better yet when your lifestyle change
Wanna remind you that we all going through a little something, something, something podna

[Verse 1]
Looking back
I remember we were kids, alone
Entangled in
These beach towers
Just kids alone

[Pre-Chorus]
Time is passing
Every second counts, yeah

[Chorus]
Remember the time I
Drove around with you
Remember the time I
Know you felt it too

[Verse 2]
Looking back
I remember we were kids, in love
Wine-stained sheets and
Full of color
Kids in love

[Pre-Chorus, Variation]
Time is passing
Every second counts, yeah
Memories flashing
Like Polaroids

[Chorus]
I remember the time I
Drove around with you
I remember the time I
Know you felt it too

[Intro: Tech N9ne & Krizz Kaliko]
Drama, drama, drama, drama, drama (Strange Music!)
Drama, drama, drama, drama, drama (New shit!)
Drama, drama, drama, drama, drama (Tech N9ne!)
Drama, drama, drama, drama, drama (Let’s go!)

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
Anybody can get it
When it’s coming at me, I am with it
Best keep it off of my fam
Bring it this way, then you pay, make you say "God damn!"
K-C-M-O is the place that I’m from
If you live in my city, you grippin’ a gun
And we ready for them, who like killin’ for fun?
And we get ’em before they get us and they done
I’ll be damn if a devil is taking me from
My lil’ babies, two ladies, or breakin’ thee son
Deep in necropolis they can become
All of your drama is making me (dumb)
I’m in the thick of it, cause they plottin’ on me
Not gonna be fistin’ it, cause I’m popping only
Better watch your vocals
Cops, politicians, white folks, niggas going postal
Lot of people on some scavenger shit
Now in Missouri, for a gun, I ain’t gotta have a permit
Wanna feel that chrome?
I can peel that dome
Just like me, everybody left their chill at home

[Hook: Tech N9ne]
(Drama!)
I’m a real nigga that they wanna kill
So I keep it drama filled, I don’t got no kind of chill
(Drama!)
I’m a real nigga that they wanna kill
So I keep it drama filled, I don’t got no kind of chill

[Post-hook: Krizz Kaliko]
Yeah, bring that if you got it to bring
I get it, admit it, we on the same thing
I swear that I just wanna ball
But I can end it all with a call if there’s drama
That’s on my mama nigga

[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
We don’t have them blades
We go in the trunk for what I have then spray
Gonna have to grab them graves
That’s what you’re gonna get after you catch them (fades)
Everywhere you hear the gunshots
Drama be on everyone’s block
Now we be up in the gun shop
Target practice trying to make your lungs stop
Better stack up on your sunblock
Cause the light from the heat that I brung’s hot
Kill my fam, I hope that everyone rots
And your family goody goody gumdrops (yeah)
I’m in the thick of it, ’cause she lying on me
If she send them to get me, everybody dying homie
But not me, not me
Got my shooters for any intruders that I see
House alarm is red, been wanting a set
I was born to bless so nobody harms the Tech
So come one, come all, you want us to numb y’all
Making everyone fall dead up on their gun law

[Hook: Tech N9ne]
(Drama!)
I’m a real nigga that they wanna kill
So I keep it drama filled, I don’t got no kind of chill
(Drama!)
I’m a real nigga that they wanna kill
So I keep it drama filled, I don’t got no kind of chill

[Post-hook: Krizz Kaliko]
Yeah, bring that if you got it to bring
I get it, admit it, we on the same thing
I swear that I just wanna ball
But I can end it all with a call if there’s drama
That’s on my mama nigga

[Outro: Tech N9ne]
Strange Music
E-S-T 2000
2017, we still
We Still
Kill everything
Tech
N9ne

[Intro]
Casket music
Casket music

[Verse 1: Godemis]
Yeah, uhuh
It’s killer city, anyone’ll run up
You from around here, I ain’t gotta tell you to duck
With very little unity, it’s really never enough
People in the community don’t band together enough
We all aware that it sucks, the hood resembles a pigsty
Even your baby mama tripping, kid got a twist-tie
And look at the list why
Niggas are not feeling me
Tryna live free and take zero accountability (Hold on)
Ya lie to kick it, you’re probably wicked as Hillary
And she who does not feel me is just not real to me, dick tease
The nicest on the mic, tell the bitch please
Would you be kind enough to shut the fuck up and twist trees?
I’m on a high, I might be flyer than Chris Breez’
And I would never try to strike a chick with my fist, geez
I’m wise enough to know to just let a chick leave
And use the time to find and grind the methods to getting cheese

[Hook: Wrekonize]
I got a couple buddies that’ll cross on ya border
And turn you into slaves for the new world order
Snake and bat’s flying up inside close quarters
You can’t keep it clean and dig the muddy waters
So step back youngin, this is grown folk talking
This isn’t for the radio, this single won’t be popping
This is true grit, it’s lived for you to bash to it
Killer MC shit bitch, casket music

[Verse 2: Ubiquitous]
U-B-I, bitch
Yo, I crush a rhyme and when busting my flow is customised
They plagiarise when I’m writing it, so it’s justified
And say goodnight if I ever switch into double time
They’re sleepy, dusting their eyes, they listen to lullabies
Rubbing their eye while I’m running, wish I could shut an eye
So don’t sit back and unwind, this isn’t the summer time
It’s duck and cover, if ever I pull your number time
It’s sit for dinner and serve a sucker for supper time
My state of mind is transcending the space and time
You played a side so I am taking your place in line
Day in the life of the long winded, I stay alive
Only the strong survive in this game, I made it my
Bitch when I’m winning they’re bitter, really what matters most
I learned the twist of these catacombs while I sat alone
My DNA incompatible with an average Joe
I catapult and I’m flying into the battle zone
Rep for the roster, partner pushing for proper pay
Chakras align while I’m oscillating like Doctor Strange
They cock and aim, lose nerve, but never drop a name
We are not the same, same difference is how we operate (Yeah)

[Hook: Wrekonize]
I got a couple buddies that’ll cross on ya border
And turn you into slaves for the new world order
Snake and bat’s flying up inside close quarters
You can’t keep it clean and dig the muddy waters
So step back youngin, this is grown folk talking
This isn’t for the radio, this single won’t be popping
This is true grit, it’s lived for you to bash to it
Killer MC shit bitch, casket music

[Verse 3: Tech N9ne]
Astonishing, I can still hear my mama sing, upon a dream
Then Obama brings some no no things from the drama king
I want a fling but with mama singing its wronger thing
So I’ma keep fondling this honor queen from the conjuring
Dude’s crazy, he’s who’s baby
Maude Sue lady through Hades fools made me lose faith
We bruise fugazis
Who played me like ukulele, too shady, who’s roots gravy
Out your noodle, you pussy punk, you’s a poodle
I push your peanut to Pluto, and then pack your parents in a Peugeot
Better yet in a Yugo, yes y’all a eulogy shoe know
After killing like Cujo
I’m catching a wave nouveau
Eh-Eh
To the rancid area this belong to
Eh-Eh
Drink away my pain and then piss it on you
Give the song new meaning, eat it up, beat it up
If it’s wrong you bringing, fuck you!
Here’s new N9na to rock to

[Hook: Wrekonize]
I got a couple buddies that’ll cross on ya border
And turn you into slaves for the new world order
Snake and bat’s flying up inside close quarters
You can’t keep it clean and dig the muddy waters
So step back youngin, this is grown folk talking
This isn’t for the radio, this single won’t be popping
This is true grit, it’s lived for you to bash to it
Killer MC shit bitch, casket music

[Hook: Darrein Safron]
I just gotta put ’em on
My city askin’ me to put ’em on
My day ones gotta put ’em on
Family I gotta put ’em
Shawty askin’ me to put her (on)

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
Feeling like I’m one of the best and erbody ain’t trippin’
Like an Aventador on full flats but the paint’s drippin’
To the people making it up and sayin’ that I’m done, I can’t slippin’
I’ma taint this with not a saint mission with the imagery to make you faint, Christian
I’m a killa, for my city, nigga
It ain’t only me, it’s so many grittas
Serving weak cats, makin’ ’em take a seat in they kitty litter
Keep something pretty with us
And that’s dames and dumpers
They shame to bump us
‘Cause we’re upper echelon
Yes, I’m dark, I am Megatron, go Decepticon
Whenever Tech is on
Steady reppin Misou ha
That’s right, that’s right, I can’t think of nothing better to do ha
Yes I, yes I gonna be the one say the Soo
Stretch all the way to the loo
So you careful when speaking ill of my crew ha

[Pre-hook: Darrein Safron]
We all came up from nothing
We all lookin’ for something, yeah
You want them finer things in life
Don’t act like you don’t want this

[Hook: Darrein Safron]
I Just gotta put ’em on
My city askin’ me to put ’em on
My day ones gotta put ’em on
Family I gotta put ’em
Shawty askin’ me to put her
On

[Verse 2: Stevie Stone]
Workin’? I’ve been workin’
I’ve been locked in, I been workin’
I done clocked in, and the pots in, and when we pop in we jerkin’
I got family dependin’ on me
Hatin’ niggas bring envy on me
Get the game and I get the homie
Got plenty on me
Wanna give a shoutout to my A ones
Better view from my day ones
Win or lose, there’s a bitter feud
Nigga, I’ma be the liaison
Talk now, I’m delegated
Hept outed, then elevated
Call the fam like "Hey we made it"
Buy ma the crib with a elevator like
They know, came up with like no dough
Prayed up I never changed up, I start the game up I got bank roll
Head forth, get mo’
Me and my niggas keep it lit so
Buy my mama that new Benzo
Now my ends low

[Pre-hook: Darrein Safron]
We all came up from nothing
We all lookin’ for something, yeah
You want them finer things in life
Don’t act like you don’t want this

[Hook: Darrein Safron]
Just gotta put ’em on
My city askin’ me to put ’em on
My day ones gotta put ’em on
Family I gotta put ’em
Shawty askin’ me to put her
On

[Verse 3: Darrein Safron]
Damn, where did my bros? I started broke
Ill in the mind and sicker than most
You gotta fly to see what I’m on
Baby I’m just tryin’ to get low
Uh, I got the star
Hop in the rover
Cup runneth over
I got this started
Baby you know
That’ll you’ll be on it
St. Louis on up

[Pre-hook: Darrein Safron]
We all came up from nothing
We all lookin’ for something, yeah
You want them finer things in life
Don’t act like you don’t want this

[Hook: Darrein Safron]
Just gotta put ’em on
My city askin’ me to put ’em on
My day ones gotta put ’em on
Family I gotta put ’em
Shawty askin’ me to put her
On

[Outro: Tech N9ne]
KC and St. Louis stand up

[Hook]
Ill’s my skill
Tryna build my mills (Why’d ya, Why’d ya, Why’d ya)
Kill my chill
So I had to get wheels like Hill (Ay)
Wheels like Hill (wheels)
Wheels like HIll (wheels)
Wheels like Hill (get gone)
So I had to get wheels like Hill (Ay)

[Verse 1]
Got wheels like Hill on her
Ran so far away now I’m Bill Croner
I appeal to the mill, tryna steal
Want a lot a bills so to get the skrill I’m bout to peel on ya
(Pewm)
Like I got a rocket in my pocket
Doing me wrongs while getting gone is the topic
Stop it, you ain’t gotta lie Craig
I know the woman wanna be sinning cause of my bread
That’s cool, I was the man even at school
Fast shoes yes I been winning before the tattoos
Way before my cash grew, I was dodging the fake
It is not a mistake
If you faulty I gotta skate, wait

[Hook]
Ill’s my skill
Tryna build my mills (Why’d ya, Why’d ya, Why’d ya)
Kill my chill
So I had to get wheels like Hill (Ay)
Wheels like Hill (wheels)
Wheels like HIll (wheels)
Wheels like Hill (get gone)
So I had to get wheels like Hill (Ay)

[Verse 2]
Ready set go-o-o
Little work but feeling creds, know-o-o
Everybody see my check grow-o-o
So come a gold digger I’ma get low-o-o-o-o
Speed racer, believe I’ma erase ya
If you a cheese chaser and not a glee maker
Nigga please is what I feed faker
She take a L to the hell I wouldn’t pay ya to be my leave raker
I ain’t running because I’m scared of you honey
Running for happy ’cause you was always aware of new money
And that’s cold like Blue Bunny
So from you I gotta shake
Girl ya traits ain’t too great
Too late, I gotta brake, wait

[Hook]
Ill’s my skill
Tryna build my mills (Why’d ya, Why’d ya, Why’d ya)
Kill my chill
So I had to get wheels like Hill (Ay)
Wheels like Hill (wheels)
Wheels like HIll (wheels)
Wheels like Hill (get gone)
So I had to get wheels like Hill (Ay)

[Verse 3]
I rock with too few, I blocks a new boo
Specially if she running with a prostitute crew
Gots to lose you ’cause thots are boo-boo
Poopoohead, she’s a poopy face, a caca poo-poo
If she come and try to get my money
I’ma say the stuff to make her eyes runny
A bitch’ll get nothing but straight lies from me
Wanna get with me ’cause they don’t wanna die bummy
I got it and I ain’t giving none to y’all man
I do the opposite of run the small pace
Seein’ nothing but dirt spun in y’all face
Got it but I ain’t even begun to ball, wait

[Hook]
Ill’s my skill
Tryna build my mills (Why’d ya, Why’d ya, Why’d ya)
Kill my chill
So I had to get wheels like Hill (Ay)
Wheels like Hill (wheels)
Wheels like HIll (wheels)
Wheels like Hill (get gone)
So I had to get wheels like Hill (Ay)

[Intro: Tech N9ne]
Yeah, well if you feel like I feel (Turn up)
Yeah, well if you feel like I feel (Clap it up)
Yeah, well if you feel like I feel (Stand up)
Yeah (I think that’s lit enough)

[Verse 1: Stevie Stone]
I woke up this morning, new attitude
Stirring up the pot, that’s what I’ma do
Devil with me we contagious
City after city, almost famous (yeah, yeah)
I be, I be, I be, I be on that octane
Propane running through these dark veins
Cock when I drop, yeah I got this
Club packed, revvin’ up the mosh pit
I’m a fine tune, let me remind you, I got a line through
I got something that the people wanna vibe to
Here to show you what just my kind do
I done emptied out and reloaded
Weekends be cloudy, turnt and everyone know it
Everybody peep the rage if you ’bout it
Hit ’em up!

[Pre-hook: Krizz Kaliko & Mackenzie Nicole]
Party like it’s Night and Day
Living crazy is the only way
Get you where I got you when I’m on it
Bop it, lock it like you really want it
Oh, Hey!

[Hook: Mackenzie Nicole]
I don’t wanna ever have to pay bills again
Time for me to work, I think I’ll call in
Everyday’s a weekend so let’s go
Don’t know what I’m thinking of
I’m just lit, nevermind me

[Verse 2: Krizz Kaliko]
Okay, kay, kay
My OG partners there’s some Dominoes
Couple of beers, haters coming near I tell ’em vamanos
I want those, look like they got the ball, lit, I’m on those
Two right over there look like Becky without the good hair
Hold up, hold up, got two tickets to the gun show
Ain’t nobody tripping, everybody’s having fun so
It’s like, it’s like, it’s like I’m at a office Christmas party
I done kissed a couple of people, I don’t even know nobody
I’m just spilling my drink, threw up in the sink
And trying to get in her pink but what do ya think
They won’t let me up in my face while my breath in it stink
But it’s Friday, I ain’t got no job, ain’t got nothing to do
Take me to a place where I can’t feel my face
Turn up

[Pre-hook: Krizz Kaliko & Mackenzie Nicole]
Party like it’s Night and Day
Living crazy is the only way
Get you where I got you when I’m on it
Bop it, lock it like you really want it
Oh, Hey!

[Hook: Mackenzie Nicole]
I don’t wanna ever have to pay bills again
Time for me to work, I think I’ll call in
Everyday’s a weekend so let’s go
Don’t know what I’m thinking of
I’m just lit, nevermind me

[Verse 3: Tech N9ne]
Bon-jon, every lady want Don-don
We don’t want no cheer bitches
So you can leave yo pom-poms
With the Necronomicon
Dressed up like I’m going to Comic-Con
And I keep that llama drawn
For the haters that go without like Ramadan
I’m Malcolm X, but outta my mouth comes sex
A lot of ’em doubt son’s blessed
But I rip and outcome’s checks
I get it but never will I get got, no
Let a thing that gets hot blow
Like I’m living in shish kebab, Shawshank Redemption
CHI-CA-GO
Tecca Neezy, look at me and believe me
I’ma get all the beezies [?] me and it’s easy
Once they get up on it, yeah they want it and never leave me
Cause I flow with Mackenzie Nicole, Kali, and Stevie
Never find glee ’cause they know I’m where the clever rhymes be
And I keep that better shine, make the cheddar climb
Baby, nevermind me

[Pre-hook: Krizz Kaliko & Mackenzie Nicole]
Party like it’s Night and Day
Living crazy is the only way
Get you where I got you when I’m on it
Bop it, lock it like you really want it
Oh, Hey!

[Hook: Mackenzie Nicole]
I don’t wanna ever have to pay bills again
Time for me to work, I think I’ll call in
Everyday’s a weekend so let’s go
Don’t know what I’m thinking of
I’m just lit, nevermind me

[Intro: Darrein Safron]
This that St. Louis shit
Bitch, I know you mad
Bitch, I know you mad

[Verse 1: Darrein Safron]
Come and say that to my face (Yeah), Come and say that to my face (Skrrt)
I’m from the city of greats (Yeah), We shooters that trap everyday
Look, you don’t know nothing ’bout me, if you wanna learn Homie, please check where I stay
St. Louis like Nelly, eyy, Look what you want, a nine or a K
Fuck all that talking, we mobbing and running commas up ’till the dollars is overflowing my pockets
I’m the plug, I’m the socket dawg, you can get it for the low
Got that Midas touch dawg everything gold
You a hater dawg, you should really check your clothes for bullet holes, I suppose, Lambos with butterfly doors, suggest you move over like transpose, You don’t want the problem with Tech on the last song like

[Pre-hook: Darrein Saffron]
I know they hate it when I roll by
You talking shit that you don’t know about
I cannot lose focus, they tryna blow my focus
I can feel the devil on me, I just reloaded

[Hook: Darrein Saffron]
Reloaded, I’m a motherfuckin’ soldier
Reloaded, I’m a motherfuckin’ soldier
Reloaded, I’m a motherfuckin’ soldier
Reloaded, reloaded

[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
They see me with women, that’s glamorous
People think I’m polyamorous
When I go hippity-hop I hammer chicks
Never blowing bunk and bammer sticks
Muffed the milli and mind your manners, miss
Blood I get to blasting that blammer bitch
Action always acompanies an anarchist
Suckers slip up and stammer shit
But I like living life lovely and lantern lit, motherfucker
I am the Tech, I’m buying the jet
Lot of people are freaking out with maybe flying the vet
I am the check, no denying bitches crying for sex
Spying, dying, or wet, wanna put the N9ne in your neck
They really wanna deepthroat it
‘Cause everything he quoted
Was devoted to making them miss it and decode it
Incredible fucking piece of what the C’s and B’s voted
The T’s roguish and sees solace when reloaded

[Pre-hook: Darrein Saffron]
II know they hate it when I roll by
You talking shit that you don’t know about
I cannot lose focus, they tryna blow my focus
I can feel the devil on me, I just reloaded

[Hook: Darrein Saffron]
Reloaded, I’m a motherfuckin’ soldier
Reloaded, I’m a motherfuckin’ soldier
Reloaded, I’m a motherfuckin’ soldier
Reloaded, reloaded

[Verse 3: Godemis]
Niggas want me to go away
Pray to God I get 86’d
Unaware who they fucking with
From the looks of those baby dicks, life’s a bitch and her head game make most lames come crazy quick
Cash rules everything around me
Now you know what to pay me with
Wait, I don’t know what could be matter with them
They want me to battle with them
It’s all automatic, if Tech is clapping, I’m clapping with him
Ain’t nothing but static, the homie Darrein had to hit him
And now I’m attacking the rhythm, back with the pattern
And that’ll get ’em to admit that I literally gotta be one of the illest they ever heard with the bla bla
What the fuck y’all think, yeah my shit don’t stink and they all pissed off we the ca-ca (damn) ha-ha

[Pre-hook: Darrein Saffron]
I know they hate it when I roll by
You talking shit that you don’t know about
I cannot lose focus, they tryna blow my focus
I can feel the devil on me, I just reloaded

[Hook: Darrein Saffron]
Reloaded, I’m a motherfuckin’ soldier
Reloaded, I’m a motherfuckin’ soldier
Reloaded, I’m a motherfuckin’ soldier
Reloaded, reloaded

[Verse 1: Godemis]
Yeah, huh
I ain’t looking for a cosign, most say we okay
Killer and I’m in no time, and get away so okay
No heroes, I slayed ’em
They counting sheep in that dirt nap
And they were unaware that I slayed ’em
Til I sprayed ’em with my worst raps
My first raps went spam Sammy with a grab bag of that been dope
Didn’t realize back then when I was getting it in with my kinfolk
Revving up to go head to gut but no bread to cut
Gotta collect a check
Can’t complain in this dirty game, it ain’t entertaining ’em
Disrespect
Humble enough but what the fuck’s up?
We R to the A to the W uncut
You really think you’re fucking with us numb nuts
Never pull a trigger hit a nigga with gun bust
Nonviolent, I’m nonviolent
My Holy Bible got bombs by it
Penciling, I get it in my friends and then I exit out of my pom pilots
Swear to God, I’m hella odd I got it
Smoking in the Shire like a hobbit
Kamikaze plane became a rocket
Life’s a bitch I named Lorena Bobbitt
Rules are made to be broken
Nonetheless I never see none breaking
King slid do everything big
This king pig and nigga we go bacon

[Hook: Murs]
Now this little piggy went to market
And this little piggy stayed home
But these three pigs right here had a bright idea
So they picked up the microphone
And the other little pigs got mad cause the niggas got hot
And they spot got taken
We said first of all we ain’t concerned wit y’all
So we burnt ’em all and went bacon

[Verse 2: Brotha Lynch Hung]
Everybody wanna be all up in it
One of these won a shivering game in front of me
Because I put him in a bad situation
That averaged I’m baking him up in a apron
And I got a lot of food on my plate, I can’t call it
Drinking problem, see I’m a rapaholic
I’ma get particular vehicular homicide describes me
They say I got acid in my IV, I’m back where I need
Travis knows
I’ma get a little wily, twist some weed
Til my eyes like Chinese
This the B-L-H and I never been sick with a cellmate
Trust me, put it out in a cell grate
Back now, fans wanna tailgate
Unconnected smell the essence aching
And hella nigga we go bacon

[Hook: Murs]
Now this little piggy went to market
And this little piggy stayed home
But these three pigs right here had a bright idea
So they picked up the microphone
And the other little pigs got mad cause the niggas got hot
And they spot got taken
We said first of all we ain’t concerned wit y’all
So we burnt ’em all and went bacon

[Verse 3: Murs]
Now I’m the kid from Mid-City
I like fat asses and big titties
Got a bad bitch in her mid-fifties
Like to drop it low and pop a thizz with me
I’m a weird dude, I’m into weird shit
Got a long dick and my beard thick
That mean I rap good and I’m from the hood
I know them wack niggas don’t wanna hear this
I’m fearless, like last night
Dropped in on a 30 foot half-pipe
Hit a 50-50 grind and was even more exciting because I did it while riding on a flashlight
Better act right or get your shit sprayed
Don’t be no wack rappin’ over this way
Hitters still no suave for the sensei
So I don’t go bacon I go tempeh

[Interlude: Murs]
And that, and that’s like veggie bacon, nigga
It’s like, tempehs veggie, I don’t know
I don’t eat pork, bro
But y’all get the fuckin’ point man
Me, Lynch, and Godi, uh Strange Music
Yeah, fuck y’all
We don’t go, we go bacon

[Hook: Murs]
Now this little piggy went to market
And this little piggy stayed home
But these three pigs right here had a bright idea
So they picked up the microphone
And the other little pigs got mad cause the niggas got hot
And they spot got taken
We said first of all we ain’t concerned wit y’all
So we burnt ’em all and went bacon

[Intro: Krizz Kaliko & Mackenzie Nicole]
Yeah
Kali baby on the left side, baby on the right side (Yeah)
Yeah (Cold World)
Baby girl on the left side, baby on the right side (Yeah)

[Verse 1: Mackenzie Nicole]
This year is mine get your hand off the pie
I’m a good girl and I’m never a thot
People see me, think they know what I got
Well I got the money, just give me a shot (ayoo)
The way that I’m living, don’t have to get used to
Money from the booth too, Strange life is beautiful (en fuego)
I’m somewhere thawn out from that cold
Live this way ’till I’m old
Stay on my toes

[Hook: Mackenzie Nicole]
I stay on my toes, I stay on my toes
You don’t have to tell me, I already know
Don’t say it to me, just wait ’till I go
Shoe game, Liu Kang, stay on my toes
I stay on my toes, I stay on my toes
I stay on my toes, I stay on my toes
Don’t say it to me, just wait ’till I go
Shoe game, Liu Kang, stay on my toes

[Verse 2: Krizz Kaliko]
Look, well I ain’t never been on TV
Nah, I maybe once, but I ain’t never been on BET
Ain’t no telling what they wanting
Tryna get the cake like Duncan
Ain’t that somthin’
They get no frontin’
Me and Nina get it jumpin’
That’s where we at, where we at, in case anybody say somethin’
See the way my bank account is set up, I got a checking and savings
Keep my foot on the gas and don’t let up
Niggas so what is you saying?
Yeah I quit school but I rock chalk
I came here to ball
Ain’t bout to argue with y’all, make y’all talk (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Since a lot of y’all and a few of us
I’m coming to get it now and I mean it nigga, I take the bus
You see me with baby girl, that’s a check coming, we add that
In my Jordans, I’m on my toes
Y’alls froze, we clap back
Kali, baby

[Hook: Mackenzie Nicole]
I stay on my toes, I stay on my toes
You don’t have to tell me, I already know
Don’t say it to me, just wait ’till I go
Shoe game, Liu Kang, stay on my toes
I stay on my toes, I stay on my toes
I stay on my toes, I stay on my toes
Don’t say it to me, just wait ’till I go
Shoe game, Liu Kang, stay on my toes

[Outro: Mackenzie Nicole]
From the left side baby to the right side baby
From the left side baby to the right side, you can tell when I walk in
And then I walk out, I
You can tell when I walk in
When I walk , I
Stay on my toes
From the left side baby to the right side baby

[Hook: Krizz Kaliko]
Yeah, I think they got me fucked up
Everybody better hold up
Cause they don’t be feeling you like they feelin’ me
And I think I’m the answer

[Verse 1: Ubiquitous]
I really had to break it down
I really had to keep it simple
I had to run up and down the court watching y’all like the league official
I never had to keep a pistol
If I did shoot, I’d shoot to kill
Talk is talk and that’s cheap to me
But nobody really know what I do for real
I am what I always been, white kid with the rapping skill
Maintain that I’m self-sustained
Still CES came as a package deal
Run shit like in track and field
I’ll pass baton in decathlon
Search around and go find a verse where I came soft and I was slackin’ on
Puff puff and I’ll pass it on
My team strong and we here to win
Repping hard for the underground, I’m an emcee and a lyricist
Many men tried to mirror this
They was scheming on me like a pyramid
But they theory is full of bullet holes
Period point blank I shoulda known

[Hook: Krizz Kaliko]
Yeah, I think they got me fucked up
Everybody better hold up
Cause they don’t be feeling you like they feelin’ me
And I think I’m the answer

[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
I rap until my tongues tired
I spit it like it’s gun fire
Anybody tellin me I’m not the best it gotta be I wear a mask like an umpire
Sayin I should hang it up in music you’re a plum liar
A dumb guy or you’re a bum sire tellin me I’m inadequate knowing it’s not anyone higher
(UP)
That is where I am bitch
Up in the clouds eating a industry sandwich look it I can spit cutting em up
And is fuck it I’m feelin funny bout fair weather fan shit
Kansas, City King has landed
Anything remotely close to nope when I quote you’re choked with a velvet rope, Janet
Is he crazy? Sho Lia wicked like Fangoria
Fool is hatin cause he don’t understand my communication, Nokia
Tecca N9na spit it so clear like Ho sheer
When I get to rippin this flow here
All the women go ta grabbin their crotch they all screamin OH DEAR!

[Hook: Krizz Kaliko]
Yeah, I think they got me fucked up
Everybody better hold up
Cause they don’t be feeling you like they feelin’ me
And I think I’m the answer

[Verse 3: Krizz Kaliko]
Armed and dangerous
Kali baby, y’all can never hang with us
Y’all strange to us
Y’all niggas be gambling or rambling
Count another mil’, it’s chump change to us
I’m joking
If I’m N9ne I keep that pistol smoking
By design to find your prime time if their eyes open
Sign of the times ain’t dependent on the rhymes
Quoted rockabye to smoking on the pipe but doing lines of cocaine
I don’t rock that shit
I’ma drop that dime like they committed to crime on divine lines that I’ve spoken
So get up if you can get the picture
Only hurt ya if the shoe fits ya
I really can’t stay on my time zone
I ain’t user friendly word to iPhone
A different creature, every feature I get on is my song

[Hook: Krizz Kaliko]
Well I, Well I know you got me fucked up
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, better hold up
See they don’t be feeling you like they feeling me
And I know I’m that answer

[Verse 4: Godemis]
Too old for this bullshit
Zoned out, turned up
Your gross must pass through fire and that’s why
I’m burned up
Hell all in my head, peace (Got a)
Gapin’ hole in my heart too (But I)
Won’t pray to no savior (Why?)
These days I’m too smart to
I ain’t came up for no air yet
I put dough down on a fare bet
Niggas hood rich, I ain’t there yet
But I got holes like a clarinet
And I jug lean and I pop pills
And they hate Dean ’cause I got skills
If these pussies don’t shoot me, you can bet that the punk cops will
I give two shits about who’s with you
Laugh loud when that boom hit you
On the role, like I’m too cripple
Getting twisted like two nipples
My soul’s darker than nightride but no night light, I write all day
I get fancy with them blades in, and leave blood stains in the hallway

[Hook: Krizz Kaliko]
Yeah, I think they got me fucked up
Everybody better hold up
Cause they don’t be feeling you like they feelin’ me
And I think I’m the answer

[Outro: Krizz Kaliko]
Watch out

[Intro: Wrekonize]
I don’t give a fuck who it is
Anybody can get (anybody, absolutely)
Ya already know what it is
So don’t ask

[Verse 1: Wrekonize]
You wake up to find no cereal inside of your box
You got a problem, them Strange rhymers out on your block
So good morning, get it in like it’s 30 below
Another ¡MURSDAY! is here to come and dirty your soul
You see the haters get the genitals
Back up off the minerals
Rolling with the general and high off that medical
Rolling all around the world and still rocking a flip phone
Hip hop to the death, two-stepping in every zip code

[Verse 2: Bernz]
Pull up in the lot without my [??]
Bitch we on the clock and this is all official business
I been on the radio and shit has got ridiculous
Got me in the mood to cause some motherfucking mischief
Override the system, drugs with some sick kids
You know what we on, we tryna make the fucking hit list
Write a couple songs and live forever in your pictures
Pick another fight before the kick us out the exit

[Hook: Murs]
Walk up in the party with our guns drawn
Might just leave a body on your front lawn
I don’t give a fuck if they say we wrong
You better keep your hands up when they play this song
And keep your hands in the air
If you know the government don’t care
If you got on $5 underwear
But you’re feeling like a fucking millionaire
And can I get a hell yea?
Do It Big, Keep It Strange, don’t care
Keep your eyes on the prize, don’t share
Cuz we bout to take the crown this year

[Verse 3: Murs]
Second batter up, I never had a fuck
To give, if I did, shit, you was out of luck
I’m laser focused with mine like Scott Summers is
The Cyclops, X-Men, for you dumber kids
I read them funny books, they got the pictures in them
Still pull the thickest chick in the sickest denim
Then I spit this venom, like Eddie Brock does
Had the crowd raising eyebrows like The Rock does
Blood, Cuhs, it’s all in the same gang
Just brothers in different colors, we need to change things
And this is Strange gang, talking ’bout my chain again
Mine’s fine, I got it shined by my Asian friend
At the swap meet in the wrong hood
I’m the bad member but still make the song good
Good enough they had to sign me, better ask Trav
I’m fucking with these strong genetics like I’m in the lab

[Hook: Murs]
Walk up in the party with our guns drawn
Might just leave a body on your front lawn
I don’t give a fuck if they say we wrong
You better keep your hands up when they play this song
And keep your hands in the air
If you know the government don’t care
If you got on $5 underwear
But you’re feeling like a fucking millionaire
And can I get a hell yea?
Do It Big, Keep It Strange, don’t care
Keep your eyes on the prize, don’t share
Cuz we bout to take the crown this year

[Verse 4: Tech N9ne]
Gun is out, everybody running out
Hearing people scream and shout ("OH MY GOD HE’S GOT A GUN!!")
‘Cause they run their mouth, they throwing this tongue about like having some candy clout (It’s negros, we better run)
He’on’t want (he’ont want it)
He’on’t need it (he’on’t need it)
If they try to put a case on this, we gon’ beat it (we gon’ beat it)
Interrupted a groovy movie, so we said fuck it left it and ate at Ruby Tuesday’s
Snotty white waitress said sorry, I’m so blunt
One of the homies singing YG’s "Fuck Donald Trump"
And she said "Fuck Obama"
And we said "Fuck yo mama"
And your granny too, ’cause we would never touch your nana, bitch
Manager say we gotta leave
Not before I get a shot, I get it then I appease
And he said "No"
So I got somebody shot off the bar quick, lifted it up and said "Here’s to you sucking my dick"

[Hook: Murs]
Walk up in the party with our guns drawn
Might just leave a body on your front lawn
I don’t give a fuck if they say we wrong
You better keep your hands up when they play this song
And keep your hands in the air
If you know the government don’t care
If you got on $5 underwear
But you’re feeling like a fucking millionaire
And can I get a hell yea?
Do It Big, Keep It Strange, don’t care
Keep your eyes on the prize, don’t share
Cuz we bout to take the crown this year

[Hook: Krizz kaliko]
Got me fired up
Might wanna keep that tied up
Get up (get up)
And get goin’ right now
Ain’t feelin’ right, feelin’ wrong right now, hold up
Don’t need her, don’t need ya, won’t eat ya
Fish in a pita
Alright then (alright)
I ain’t trippin’, I’m slidin’, wait a minute

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
She pulled up in car at the crib
This was way before the Nina was a star and I lived
At my Granny’s, the girl that stepped out the car she was a whammy
Tight jean shorts, no panties, and her booty was uncanny
Went to school together, how ’bout some food endeavors
I wrote it smooth in a letter
She wrote back cool, whenever
So this is the day
Hopped in the car wit’ her to a kissin’ display
Later for eatin’ now I’m on a mission to spray, okay
Hopped in the backseat
Movin’ toward her with that heat
Between her legs, the wings are spread
I’m yearnin’ for that cat meat
I’m wishin’ to beat her
But I got sniffin’ her skeeter
Through her clothes
I quit because she had the fish in the pita, ugh

[Hook: Krizz kaliko]
Got me fired up
Might wanna keep that tied up
Get up (get up)
And get goin’ right now
Ain’t feelin’ right, feelin’ wrong right now, hold up
Don’t need her, don’t need ya, won’t eat ya
Fish in a pita
Alright then (alright)
I ain’t trippin’, I’m slidin’, wait a minute

[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
Big chick, pretty face
Okay I wanted to find out how them huge titties taste
Can’t remember what city, state
I wanted the kitty space
But I did this dizzy date on the bus after my show with a bigly shaped
Bitch, kissin’ on me, chick is only
They told my hissin’ homies
Dissin’ on me, ya’ll trippin’, nigga this a pony
They laughin’ while I’m dashin’ to the back
Finna be smashin’ my pretty fat friend
Till her ass need a aspirin (hol’ up)
Strippin’ down, my dick is now (swole up)
Smells a fish and now my stick outta commission how (tore up)
I assume she hate to groom, funk illuminates the womb
Can’t believe she let fish in the pita fumigate the room, ugh

[Hook: Krizz kaliko]
Got me fired up
Might wanna keep that tied up
Get up (get up)
And get goin’ right now
Ain’t feelin’ right, feelin’ wrong right now, hold up
Don’t need her, don’t need ya, won’t eat ya
Fish in a pita
Alright then (alright)
I ain’t trippin’, I’m slidin’, wait a minute

[Verse 3: Tech N9ne]
If she sit on your lap and she got jeans on
And you smell that fish in the pita
She ain’t a bring home
Definitely mean the stream wrong
It seems strong to be comin’ through her garments
So why would you want that fishy cream on your ding dong
Some women need just to stop treating their twats cheaply
If that’s between you we’re not eating it’s not freaky
So stop mistreating you’re not feeding me hot meaty
Fish in a pita leaking to ziti, or tzatziki, ugh
I know you women thinkin’ this awful
But you know who you are and you’re livin’ unlawful (if you’re stinkin’)
Fellas I don’t know if anybody eva’ taught you (fish in the pita)
It’s hard as hell to clean it up off you
Jesus

[Spoken]
Hey man, what’s happinin’?

[Outro: Krizz Kaliko]
Alright then (alright)
I ain’t trippin’, I’m slidin’, wait a minute

[Verse 1: Murs]
I’m in my bass pro camo, lookin’ like a Rambo
Military sack strapped with some Roman candles
I’m ’bout to light it up like it’s Independence Day
I do it underground, that’s the independent way
I got a dinner date, I’m ten minutes late
With this chick that I met up on the internate
I mean the internet, I mean that fucking app
I mean a meth head, I met her in the fucking trap (huh?)
No, what the fuck is that?
I met her at a show (oh)
I’m like Jeezy, selling tickets like it’s fucking snow
Or like I’m Yeezy, selling Yeezys, I’ll be Goddamned
You gotta buy these VIP tickets, understand?
I mean a stream is just a dream unless you’re front row
A million views, we lookin’ good, but no dough
I’m in the booth whippin’ merch like I’m in the kitchen
Strange Music going stupid, it’s your new addiction

[Hook: Murs]
We got guns, dope, clips for mo’ ammo
Rhyming like a quarter key inside the door panel
Put your ear to the speaker, get you high
Don’t this music feel like you can fly?
Guns, dope, clips for mo’ ammo
Rhyming like a quarter key inside the door panel
Put your ear to the speaker, get you high
Don’t this music feel like you can fly?

[Verse 2: Rittz]
Look, if you ain’t gave me my props yet, you late as fuck
I like to think that I’m top five like Jada does
Speeding past these rappers like they traffic cops with radar guns
And counting so much money that my fingertips got paperc uts
You play and talk to me, you sweet as lemonade or punch
Can’t you say that captain saved a slut, I met your lady once
We fucked and now it turned into a weekly visit
Got her hooked like I was deep sea fishing
And she mean business, she says she love to ride it all night
I really get head and she got suction like a Dyson Upright
I seen the sunlight, woke up and play some Maxwell
She open wide and sat still
I fucked her throat and filmed it, now that’s what I call a gag reel
Again and again we win, while all you do is catch L’s
My father ain’t a farmer but his son became a cash cow
Revolvers on as fuck if you a boxer or a black belt
Should’ve packed, yeah
Go back on my double time shit and I bet you I spazz out

[Hook: Murs]
We got guns, dope, clips for mo’ ammo
Rhyming like a quarter key inside the door panel
Put your ear to the speaker, get you high
Don’t this music feel like you can fly?
Guns, dope, clips for mo’ ammo
Rhyming like a quarter key inside the door panel
Put your ear to the speaker, get you high
Don’t this music feel like you can fly?

[Verse 3: Tech N9ne]
Growed with killas who rolled with Milla’s
Some soulless niggas who go get liquor then blow spliffs wit ya
Popo suspicious we sold tricks fixes to hold big riches
These roguish wishes is so ridiculous
Bogus bitches you Ho’s fictitious and Low wit glitches
The Dough made you notice DIBKIS (I gotta stop)
Flows is gifted I get throwed get twisted then bro gets wicked when I spit I’m bout to kill em and a soul is lifted (That nigga hot)
My rap assignment give the industry an alignment rapper’s ain’t goin straight no mo’
Image really need refinement let a nigga help recreate yo flow, and I’m gon’ design it to make mo’ dough shake mo Ho’s hey bro bro, this that N9ne shit! trippin! (why?)
Cause I been drinkin like a camel, (yeah?)
Tried to play me like a piano, (yeah?)
Now I’m about to go Rambo packin’ mo’ ammo nigga!

[Hook: Murs]
We got guns, dope, clips for mo’ ammo
Rhyming like a quarter key inside the door panel
Put your ear to the speaker, get you high
Don’t this music feel like you can fly?
Guns, dope, clips for mo’ ammo
Rhyming like a quarter key inside the door panel
Put your ear to the speaker, get you high
Don’t this music feel like you can fly?

[Intro: Darrein Safron]
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh
Oh

[Verse 1: Darrein Safron]
Yeah, we gon’ run far outside in time
Oh, never do lie, never do lie
I never do lie
I put this on my soul to see your face light up
Get them people out the way
Anytime they feel like me, break out them chains

[Pre-hook: Darrein Safron]
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh
Oh

[Hook: Darrein Safron]
Yeah they wanna keep us low down
Yeah they wanna keep us low down
Yeah they wanna keep us low down
Yeah they wanna keep us low down
Yeah

[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
Mama would have killed me (Christ)
Stepdaddy would have killed me (Islam)
If they both knew I chose a side
That would put me off up in a ride
With bloodthirsty killers inside
For my nigga Scoob, riding with the whoopty whop
To try to shoot the block then when the Uzi flocks
And this nigga named Crazy one day robbed my homie with his babies
For a lot of gravy got saved we
Found nobody to put on the news
Flame scatter brain splatter look like Jamba Juice
And we all intelligent but this shit is irrelevant
When they rob a real one for the hell of it
Yeah we gonna shoot
Cause we coming from the ghetto
Where you can die over jealousy or dinero
Women not having had extended like a sombrero
KC we never hesitating to let the metal go
And they bring us down to they level (demons)
And they taking fifty rounds from a rebel
That’s the sound of the Devil’s (semen)
Spreading round making little ones
And mamma’s on the ground cause they killed her son, grieving
Yeah I chose a side but I flow now
It don’t matter Nina, it can still be a showdown
Anywhere you go now
So you better stand yo ground
Cause they don’t wanna see you climbing
They wanna keep you low down

[Pre-Hook: Darrein Safron]
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh
Oh

[Hook: Darrein Saffron]
Yeah they wanna keep us low down
Yeah they wanna keep us low down
Yeah they wanna keep us low down
Yeah they wanna keep us low down
Yeah

[Verse 3: Ubiquitous]
They wanna see me falling like the rain drops
It’s not that I won’t, that I can’t stop
Keep my brain locked on the game
Put the pad away when the paint stop
Cause they don’t care if you slang rocks
All on the same block
Even if you’re in Adelaide or in Bangkok
Bussin, spreading your city name like Chiddy Bang
But really they were sleeping and unaware of what it became
What will it take
I’m building my way into real estate
While you Philly steaks children get really baked
I’m here to facilitate a setting to celebrate over Dilla J
Silver gorilla, mister vanilla face kill the brake
A beat drop and you feel the bass, exhilarating
Sleep on me, I’ll slip in your pillowcase
They want to mitigate the buzz that we generate
And give us as little pay as possible any given day
They want us low down, dirty and shitty shame
Cause if anybody profound go head and give me thanks

[Pre-Hook: Darrein Safron]
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh
Oh

[Hook: Darrein Saffron]
Yeah they wanna keep us low down
Yeah they wanna keep us low down
Yeah they wanna keep us low down
Yeah they wanna keep us low down
Yeah

[Intro: Rittz]
I feel so good
Yeah, let’s go

[Verse 1: Rittz]
We ain’t rockin’ no shell toes
Fly Giuseppes, got brimstones on my Velcro
Strapped, lookin’ like Michael Jackson walkin’
Don’t be mad at me because you let yourself go
My gat too big to let my belt show
(But you got a gold belt on?) Hell no
But these chicks think I’m rich, they be screamin’ Rittz when I’m on stage, let me get a Chip and Dale show
Got real dough, 18 karats on my deed, I see my future clear
Been all around the world here’s a souvenir
I’m in Aruba with the coolest scuba gear (you mean scuba gear?)
Yeah homie, dive in, I be in the penthouse in Sydney
Chillin’ on the balcony, grillin’ out
No more Applebees, eatin’ Wafflehouse, or Denny’s (what you even havin’ for dinner?)
No, I’m so 2017 (right)
Call me Young Johnny, call me Lil’ Rittz
Even if I’m broke you could still feel rich
Hundred dollar bills, and the millions, brilliance
Gotta show Brazilians (Rittz keep it real, pimp)
Even when you feel pinned to the ground
Ceilings can be broke through, old school
Gold tooth, shinin’ when I’m smiling you can get a little glimpse

[Hook: Rittz]
I went from strugglin’ every day to gettin’ dough
People said I’d never make it, I should let it go
I was holdin’ my convulsion knowin’ I was next to blow
Everybody, every day, and we be fresh from head to toe
From mornin’ to the nightfall
From the mornin’ to the nightfall(aw, yeah)
Mornin’ to the nightfall
I’m higher than a fly ball shinin’ like a light bulb
From the mornin’-

[Verse 2: Krizz Kaliko & (Tech N9ne)]
Am I broke? No
Can I get the paper by the boatload?
Doing him a favor when I’m rockin’ out later
Alligator on my shoes and boots
And new suit mean new recruits, ya dig?
(‘Cause you a pimp?) Well I think I is
I get drunk and I think I is
I like to drink my whiskey in a tall glass with a short straw
They pay me but they short ya’ll (Okay)
I boat costa from Costa Rica
Better get the holes open, it’s supposed to freak ya
They ain’t ‘sposed to see ya, they ‘sposed to be ya
A chariot on my penis (Whatchu mean by that?)
Rojo, when I chose to be a, never lovin’ no hoes, never goin’ there
But I’ma shoto, can get everything, I rock a Manolo
But it’s a no no, don’t take that picture like a photo
(I see you bro)
Then get the pot and go Doe Doe quick
I get O’s from the Pogo stick (They think they all so slick)
They call Rittz while we both go pimpin’
Our names on the oval blimpin’
And it’s so simple, they bow to us both like temples
Our names are all in they dentals (All ya’ll ballin’ now, huh?)
But we don’t pay no rent and all I know is I went

[Hook: Rittz]
I went from strugglin’ every day to gettin’ dough
People said I’d never make it, I should let it go
I was holdin’ my convulsion knowin’ I was next to blow
Everybody, every day, and we be fresh from head to toe
From mornin’ to the nightfall
From the mornin’ to the nightfall (aw, yeah)
Mornin’ to the nightfall
I’m higher than a fly ball shinin’ like a light bulb
From the mornin’ to the nightfall

[Verse 3: Wrekonize]
See me workin’, I’ve been waitin’ on the high call
Been away from home for so goddamn long but nobody ever tell me that my hyped called
This is the path I’ve been bustin’ my ass to keep on and get loose (word)
Waitin’ for moments like this since way back when I was just a youth
Back then it was carnival, with a couple bars you could top it all
Spit shine on the track call me Armor All
And walk off with a life size Barbie doll, I’m like damn
My degree in high school came a couple clicks late
But I never took a break and I never changed pace
Lookin’ back I never thought I would be livin’ this great
(You mean you rich?) Well not exactly
I mean I’m in a band, I don’t mean like Backstreet
I mean we juice it like a bunch a Russian athletes
All full of acne at a fuckin’ track meet
You be thinkin’ that I made it over night, you may wanna check in on the right call
None of it is oversight, if you don’t believe me you just wait until the nightfall

[Hook: Rittz]
I went from strugglin’ every day to gettin’ dough
People said I’d never make it, I should let it go
I was holdin’ my convulsion knowin’ I was next to blow
Everybody, every day, and we be fresh from head to toe
From mornin’ to the nightfall
From the mornin’ to the nightfall (aw, yeah)
Mornin’ to the nightfall
I’m higher than a fly ball shinin’ like a light bulb
From the mornin’ to the nightfall

[Verse 1: Mackenzie Nicole]
You shouldn’t take it lightly
When you see me eyeing you
Like I wanna see you lying
Beside me watching every breath
Yeah, you love me to death
It’s sad it’s what you said
Oh, I know you
So what you wanna do
Knowing fully that I can’t waste time
Not before you change your mind

[Hook: Mackenzie Nicole]
It’s mine for the taking
I just wanna take you down
Spent so much time in the making
I can feel you getting now
I can feel you, oh oh, oh oh
I can feel you, oh oh, oh oh

[Verse 2: Ryan Bradley]
Brushing over your lips
Girl I can’t control this
You know it’s hard for me to be alone
Everything you said keeps running through my head
No hesitation, don’t keep me waiting
Cause you know I’m barely hanging on
Take my love, take all my love until it’s gone

[Hook: Ryan Bradley & (Mackenzie Nicole)]
It’s mine for the taking
I just wanna take you down
Spent so much time in the making
I can feel you giving now
I can feel you (oh oh, oh oh)
I can feel you (oh oh, oh oh)

[Verse 3: Stevie Stone]
Yeah, one touch, one scent, all it takes to have me convinced
Think about you when I’m not around you
Who would have thought it would have came to this
Cause you mine now, any time now
I’m gonna lie now cause it’s making sense
And when I see you smile there’s no mistaking this
So what do we do, feed to
Eye to eye you can read through
Sell the world we can breach through
My intentions just to please you
And it’s fading now, no wait
Same way for me navigate
End the line this love statement
This all mine so I got to take it

[Hook: Mackenzie Nicole]
It’s mine for the taking
Spent so much time in the making
It’s mine for the taking
I just wanna take you down
Spend so much time in the making
I can feel you giving now
I can feel you, oh oh, oh oh
I can feel you, oh oh, oh oh
It’s mine for the taking
I just wanna take you down
Spend so much time in the making
I can feel you giving now

[Outro: Ryan Bradley]
Oh I can feel you
I can feel you
I can feel you

[Intro: Tech N9ne]
Trying to search for zen
On this dying Earth we’re in
No denying my thirst for skin
With the heat frying, the curse begins

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
My taste carrier seeks the blood of an angel, how can I mangle?
Make terrier teeth from straight tearing on meat
Yates buried her deep, I don’t wanna eye everything, die like the great barrier reef!
It’s a bad moon, mad gloom, giving stab wounds
Sucking a soul up like a vacuum
Monkey, apes, and baboons in the classroom
Wanting to be upper class and cash coons, mass doom
Then I woke up, choked up
Glad it was a dream and now I wanna go pick a lotus
But the grass is low cut, no fluff
Wish I could say hocus pocus
With the bees and pollen in focus
So the food we need isn’t bogus
Fake feedings, race leading to death
Everybody’s race leading great eating’s for breath
Dreams based on real spill quick to leave you in a chill
Told my doctor this, he said I need Jesus and a pill

[Hook: Tech N9ne & Krizz Kaliko]
See, it doesn’t matter what I want
I think what is done is done
Everything is dead to me
Losing my ability, to be
In touch with reality
Oh, I need Jesus and a pill!

[Bridge: Krizz Kaliko]
I wake up to a new day
Then it all comes crumbling down
I don’t wanna be here anyway
Oh, here it comes again

[Verse 2: Prozak]
Taking a journey through the depths of my psychosis
Multiple personalities adamantly ferocious
At first in agony, anger to cope a closed fist
And run a sign of caution if you try to approach bitch
A mental breakdown, suffocating with hate now
No escape for heavensake, there ain’t nobody safe now
I’m thinking of killing ’em all, afterlife I’m sending ’em off
Outta line, outta time, so out of my mind and outta control
Tell me why am I thinking these thoughts
Skin burning at the sign of a cross
Somebody help me I think that I’m lost
Edge of insanity I have been tossed
Mayday, got a man down, better pray for safe space now
Stay away or become prey when I rampage and I spray rounds
Pharmaceutical holocaust, a little bit lyrical Molotov
Serial killer like Michael with a knife and the rifle I’m psyched and I’m popping off
So let me say this, you don’t wanna say shit
End up another screaming victim on my playlist

[Hook: Tech N9ne & Krizz Kaliko]
See, it doesn’t matter what I want
I think what is done is done
Everything is dead to me
Losing my ability to be
In touch with reality
Oh, I need Jesus and a pill!

[Bridge: Krizz Kaliko]
How can I be so chewed out
Anything could help me now
I wanna believe you
And if I fall
God helps all

[Hook: Tech N9ne & Krizz Kaliko]
Everything is dead to me
Losing my ability to be
In touch with reality
Oh, I need Jesus and a pill!

How can I hold on when everything’s in motion
I try to stand still but I’m beaten by the wind
How can I move on with my anchor in the ocean
I’m tethered to the waves and I’ll never be free

Lost sight of the things I’ve grown tired of asking for
So tired of looking for the way
Are we at an impasse
A stay away
You’ll go your way

How can I hold on when everything’s in motion
I try to stand still but I’m beaten by the wind
How can I move on with my anchor in the ocean
I’m tethered to the waves and I’ll never be free

Lost sight of the things I’ve grown tired of asking for
So tired of looking for the way
Are we at an impasse
A stay away
You’ll go your way

I can’t hold on to what’s moving on
There’s a loss, love and nothing above

[Verse 1]
Violet was tickling my fancy
Gives out just the right amount of soul
I wonder if it makes me sound too old

Decided that a Stella or a Candy
Seems as if I’m spinning down a pole
Swept them over to the stack of no’s

[Chours]
La-di-dah
I sing songs about
Whatever the fuck they want
Whatever the fuck they want
And ooh-eh-ooh
I’m so blue
Anna-Marie Mirage
Painting my tear drops on
And on, and on, and on

[Verse 2]
Staring through the window of a wig store
Crying through the credits of a show
That you’ve seen a bunch of times before

An inch away from settling on Coco
Shame that she’s that girl you used to know
Loved her, but we had to let her go

[Chours]
La-di-dah
We sing songs about
Whatever the fuck they want
Whatever the fuck they want
And ooh-eh-ooh
We’re so blue
Anna-Marie Mirage
Painting our tear drops on
And on, and on, and on

[Bridge]
Anna-Marie Mirage
Shooting a mood collage
Piñata paper heart
I don’t know where she starts
And I stop

[Verse 3]
Dress me like the front of a casino
Push me down another rabbit hole
Touch me like I’m gonna turn to gold

She’s almost like a million other people
That you’ll never really get to know
And it feels as if she’s swallowing me whole

[Chours]
La-di-dah
We sing songs about
Whatever the fuck she wants
Whatever the fuck she wants
And ooh-eh-ooh
We’re so blue
Anna-Marie Mirage
She’s painting our tear drops on
And on, and on, and on

[Hook]:
In my bones, I can feel it in my bones
In a way that I’ve never felt before
I just can’t stop from wondering where you are
How’s it for you, baby?

[Verse 1]:
Don’t know why, don’t know where to begin
Don’t know what is or isn’t happening
Don’t know how, my head’s in such a spin
Is yours in one too, baby?

[Chorus]:
And it goes on, it goes on and on
While you’re here
And long after you’re gone
Can’t pretend, no more
I just can’t pretend I’m not in love with you
That’s not true

[Verse 2]:
Drift away and only dream of you
And I have to say, I wake up in the mood
Ain’t had your name as a knuckle tattoo
But I think I might do "shawty"?

[Hook]:
In my bones, I can feel it in my bones
In a way that I’ve never felt before
I just can’t stop from wondering where you are
How’s it for you, baby?

[Chorus]
And it goes on, it goes on and on
While you’re here
And long after you’re gone
Can’t pretend, no more
I just can’t pretend I’m not in love with you
That’s not true…

[Verse 1]
I left your house when you were sleeping
Hadn’t correctly got my head screwed on
Tried to find a way to write a note
Couldn’t get your shower to work

I sort of wish that it was raining
So that I could pull the hood up on my coat
I’m always happy to be leaving
Could be the company I’m keeping

[Bridge]
Like when you’re looking for your shades
Riflin’ through your pockets
And you find them on your face

[Chorus]
Ooh I can’t escape it, abnormal behavior
Uncontrollably vapor
And on, ’bout some
Thing done
Sooner or later
This strange little arrangement
And all of its exchanges
Must cease

[Verse 2]
Shouldn’t have come back
Shouldn’t have switched it on at all
Didn’t mean to hold you so close
But you know how it goes

I sort of wish that it was sunset
I kind of wish that it was New Year’s Day
On a vacant street
I cast a long-eyed shadow

[Bridge]
Like when you’re looking for your shades
Rifling through your pockets
And you find them on your face
Walking around in a daze
I don’t want to stop it
Baby let you trade

[Chorus]
Ooh I can’t escape it
Abnormal behavior, uncontrollably vapor
And on about some
Thing done
Sooner or later
This strange little arrangement
And all of its exchanges
Must cease

Not easy to see where to go
The misty middle twist and swallow
The curves are the only part
I know
And maybe takes a side of cool
Oooh
Awooooh

[Verse 1]
Hopelessly showbiz
So she is
She’s got friends you haven’t met
They smoke menthol cigarettes
Bogus psychosis
She floats on in
And she ain’t never anywhere
So you’re lucky that she’s here

[Chorus 1]
Talk about Hollywood problems
She’s got ’em
She’s always looking for a wilder ride
And she’ll be fuckin’ with her phone all night
She calls me ‘Girlie’

[Verse 2]
She gets in corners where water can’t
Got that look upon her face
Says she’s twenty minutes late
Her shit is sordid
She’s all for it
Until her eyeballs start to bleed
She don’t wanna go to sleep

[Chorus 2]
Talk about ladder to stardom
She’s on one
And if that doesn’t whet your appetite
Well she’s probably got something that might
She calls me ‘Girlie’

Talk about Hollywood problems
She’s got ’em
She’s always looking for a wilder ride
And she’ll be fuckin’ with her phone all night
She calls me ‘Girlie’

[Verse 1]:
Babe, you got your villains’ car
You got your sleeves rolled up
Anatomical heart

Babe, got your ten-gallon hat
Cinnamon toothpick
Lightning flash

[Pre-Chorus]:
You got falling stars at your feet
You got stolen from next to me
And the moment’s gone back to sleep
You got stolen from next to me

[Chorus]:
You say you gotta go
To a place I don’t know
Well, the ace in the hole
Is I’ve got a friend called Frankie

[Verse 2]:
Babe, you got your destiny
You’ve got your fingers crossed
You’ve got me so intrigued

Babe, you’ve got to make me come…
Back to your Battle Star
We better run along

[Pre-Chorus]:
You got falling stars at your feet
You got stolen from next to me
And the moment’s gone back to sleep
You got stolen from next to me

[Chorus]:
Say you gotta go
To a place I don’t know
Well the ace in the hole
Is I’ve got a friend called Frankie

[Bridge]:
Submit to me
Your fantasy
And I’ll endlessly
Maintain it…

[Outro]:
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh
Ooh…

[Verse 1]
Well it never was all that clear
Why you left me standing in the mirror
The horizon drank me down

No, I never did completely know
Why you sunk down on that gas pedal
Always trying to skip the town

[Chorus]
Scribble down in pencil
Ten-track souvenir
Audio momento
Music to my ears

[Verse 2]
No, I never really understood
How you do it like a stranger does
Send me flying every time

Oh, I never really wondered why
I was just trying to pass some time
I ain’t crying, I’m just fine

[Chorus]
Scribble down in pencil
Ten-track souvenir
Audio momento
Music to my ears

You questioned my credentials
You quoted Vladimir
You’re Dario Argento
Music to my ears
Music to my ears
Music to my ears
Music to my ears

[Scream]

[Outro]
I never really wondered why
I was just trying to pass some time
I ain’t crying, I’m just fine

[Verse 1]:
I’m counting on the morning for him
To make it back
Take it off
You know what he wants if he’s in drag
And he’s keeping the lights down

To the top he’s shooting
So you better get back
He’s a roar
He’ll charm you ’til you give him a slap
That microphone hog

[Chorus]:
Audeline
I question my design
Your opinion changed my mind
Don’t leave me caught up

[Verse 2]:
You can look
But to touch you’ll have to pay the price
Open book, but-
Oh yeah, most of the pages are wired
Straight to his arm

He dropped a coin
‘Cause he’s got no problems sparing a dime
Not a boy, that’s a man-
Can’t you tell by the shine
Of his black magic lounge?

[Chorus]:
Audeline
I question my design
Your opinion changed my mind

[Bridge]:
Far behind
I struggle to cast a line
Motorcycle leather alliance
Don’t leave me caught up

He spends his days
With what’s-her-face
The seven shades of Shaman
She’s being vague
He’s in that phase
I’m by your place

[Chorus]:
Audeline
I question my design
Your opinion changed my mind
Don’t leave me out

[Verse 1]
Filled in the hole in the road
We were speaking in code
Stuck in fantasy mode
Who never really liked
Coming back down to Earth
It’s not that it hurt
It was just so much worse
With anyone but you…

[Chorus]
Know a shortcut
A sure shot
I forgot…
How it ought to feel

I don’t know what to do…
It’s a whole lot
To hold back
You know that
Cupid shoots to kill

[Verse 2]
There’s a mysterious force
It sinks in it’s claws
Pulls me closer to yours
Some cosmic business
Illuminating allure
What are we waiting for
Never hated you more
Why does nobody but you

[Chorus]
Know a shortcut
A sure shot
I forgot…
How it ought to feel

I don’t know what to do…
It’s a whole lot
To hold back
You know that
Cupid shoots to kill

[Guitar solo]

[Chorus]
Know a shortcut
A sure shot
I forgot…
How it ought to feel

I don’t know what to do…
It’s a whole lot
To hold back
You know that
Cupid shoots to kill

[Verse 1]:
She makes my shoulders deflate
Won’t ever see me standing up straight
Strawberry split personality, she’s got so many
Years hanging over me

[Chorus]:
I would not wait
I would not wait
If I were you
I would have chosen her too

[Verse 2]:
You’ll end up calling her babe
She’s scorching hot enough to hit save
Never forgave what she did to me
All dolled up, actin’ like a bitch would be

[Chorus]:
Couldn’t behave
She just couldn’t behave
But if I were you
I would have chosen her too

[Bridge]:
Do you think she feels like she’s being watched?
Maybe not
But baby, when the music stops all you got
Is a risky photo
Bathroom mirror moment, bozo
Smoke show
She’s fine
Perfect kissing height
Yeah, she suits you alright
But I won’t stop until you’re mine

[Outro]:
No, I won’t stop until you’re mine
But I won’t stop until you’re mine
No, I won’t stop until you’re mine