[Chorus] You can pray and pray for my downfall But when I rise like the sun and I ain′t Fuckin′ with yaw and imma keep on, (oh), keepin′ on (oh) Keep on (oh) Holdin′ on (oh)
[Verse 1] I hear′em, whispering in corners speakin′ dirty talk On us bout how we too grown up that we unknowners and My persona is rock and rollish your nigga told us every word That you quoted, said I wouldn′t be the one that sewed it but (ha) we exploded
I′m that rap nigga that you heard with Tupac, Sole, Lynch & Bo, Wake up show with King Tech and Sway, Yukmouth, Thicker Than Water, Gang Related, Eminem, Roger Trout, Mc Ren, nigga Spice One and Nem.
Hit′em with a venom sit′em down kill′em when I spit, When I get a bit of scrilla Tech is giving niggas shit, Love who love us but the playa hatin′ niggas better split It′ll never be another Teccanina when I quit
You better neal when you hear a nigga that′s real I feel 18 when I bust from the grill because (if you keep it young) your Song is always sung so street life taught me to keep′em sprung
God sent to kill, lyrical scripts the miracle whipped you Demons and haterz who tripped, listen I really feel, My villain T-Will when he spit fuck them plus anybody They go get and shit.
[Chorus] [Repeat 2x] You can pray and pray for my downfall But when I rise like the sun and I ain′t Fuckin′ with yaw and imma keep on, (oh), keepin′ on (oh) Keep on (oh) Holdin′ on (oh)
[Verse 2] When the storm consumes all the sun and moon falls on you Sodom and gomorian Gregorian chanting ru pauls extreme case of Blue balls cause you bane, got fruit all in his veins what I′m saying Is I will reign murder you all in his name
Bismallah with a fist and a pistol I dismiss the kiss from a Hiss giver, wrist slitter, male bitch a witch with a twist a Glitch man abyss swimmer
Trick, I will never slide never fall never fail, never the devil Side ever called never hell. But I got these mother fuckers praying 4 my Down fall but orange hair means time 2 clown yaw
Thanks to Jenny I′ll get the message to many the circus is comin′ and gunnin′ With plenty, I heard Vell Bakardi got a poster of me burnin′ to get his Earnings concerning not I killed′em but he ain′t learnin
Nigga you couldn′t burn with me acid or in a fiery pit, you couldn′t burn Me in a volcano where lava is spit, you couldn′t burn me if you damned Me to hell where satan sit the only way that you can burn me is with yo Bitch nigga
[Chorus] You can pray and pray for my downfall But when I rise like the sun and I ain′t Fuckin′ with yaw and imma keep on, (oh), keepin′ on (oh) Keep on (oh) Holdin′ on (oh)
[Repeat 2x]
[Verse 3] Why don′t you niggas keep your mouth shut, without us your Clout sucks you doubt us and get your mouth bust we veterans And better than you young cheesy cheddermen, bouncin′ cross the nation And you home watchin′ Letterman.
I′m the nigga that got′em listenin′ I know it′s sickenin′ to know I′m the Nigga that got your girlies cuchie glistenin from listenin′ to my shit and When I get her for christenin′ she splits again cause I make her spit the Nitro glycerin
I′m on you, calling me a old Negro But I don′t know a young nigga that can hold Me though plus they dough below average and I hold The glow but they want me to fall so they can say I told you so
But if I′m multi punks would say I just lucked up keep Talkin′ that shit might get you fucked up, you some Jimmy Rucker Tommy Tucker type of mutha fuckas glamorized you Specialize in getting′ butt fucked
Niggas they think they dope and then gon try check me I′m here to let your ass know you need to respect me Cause although you ain′t sayin′ shit, you getting′ on my nerves imma keep On keepin′ on muh fucka that′s word....
[Chorus] You can pray and pray for my downfall But when I rise like the sun and I ain′t Fuckin′ with yaw and imma keep on, (oh), keepin′ on (oh) Keep on (oh) Holdin′ on (oh)
1971 Aaron D. Yates was born 1985 Aaron wrote his 1st rhyme 1988 Aaron adopts the name TECH N9NE 1990 TECH N9NE teams with producer Icy Roc Kraven 1997 Tech signs with Qwest Records 1999 Tech is released from the label 2002 Tech and Strange Music teams with MSC Entertainment and records
(Verse 1) If you see me lookin′ clean cut Matchin′ from head to toe dippin′ with a mean strut Throwin′ and blowin′ green stuff hella creamed up with a bling cup Ain′t no wicked we can kick it if you blue or beamed up
If you, see me step off in the clubber with some pros With about 6 of ′em cut no longer waiting to be chose And if you hear me tell my homies anything goes With these chickens dippin′ to Davy′s right when the clubber close
If you see me on the grind getting′ mine If you bust in the room and find me hittin′ yours from behind If you hear me bustin′ rhymes rippin′ each and every time If I got it at capacity and you still got a line
If I′m rollin′ on dubs, if it′s K-Town bud If they showin′ me love with a red rug at the club If you see them hatas giving me mugs, ladies giving me hugs It ain′t no rocket science it′s because
(Chorus) I′m a playa I′m a playa I′m a playa I′m a playa I′m a playa I′m a playa I′m a playa I′m a playa Oh oh I′m a playa (Repeat 2x)
(Verse 2) I′m a playa in every sense of the word ya heard I′m getting′ money from these dummies flip your chick so absurd I′m a playa and I pop collars I′m a playa when I don′t or when I do drop dollars them rot weilders
She don′t want no softy sayin′ he do when he don′t She don′t want no perpetrating 9 to fiver trying to flaunt She don′t want no punk that can′t get it krunk No she don′t that′s how it go so my homie Kaliko tell′em what she want
She want a playa not thugs on dubs We be rollin′ them 22′s and 3′s pop ludes and V′s I′m in hot pursuit of a prostitute Kaliko knock boots gots lots to shoot
Im pullin out the latex and given it to who′s next And fool′em pull a brewnet wit unforgettable sex She′s oohin-oohin′ sweat and I ain′t telling who′s wet And I ain′t getting loose yet so who′s next 4 group sex
(Chorus) (Repeat 2x)
(Verse 3) Never ever tell ya love where else you get your love Move in groups no one on one when you hit the club And you should know this if you call yourself a wicked thug If you creep to the movies throw away your ticket stub
If you sexin′ learn this lesson when you wash off Just use hot water don′t put no soap on your wash cloth That way when you get home no questions you won′t leave her bent Don′t be a dope and use the soap cause it will leave a scent
Don′t tell a #2 that she′s your one and only Cause if she know it′s way easy to go her own way If you talking chickens to your secret home hey Always go the back way to confuse′em just take the long way
To all the ladies if you playin′ throw ya hands up To all my fellas if you playin′ throw ya grands up This is 4-eva baby having clever thangs I′m a playa Mother fucker and I bet I′ll never change
I was kicking it With this chick for a minute She picked me to hit it Real stiffly I sitted He spit Then we quit it Then I told her To miss me And splitted Quickly I lit it up No problem to get it up Then she called and said She needed me to help her Get rid of what A baby She said she wanted me to kill it No evidence Blood Don′t spill it I′m saying at first I didn′t feel it But then I started to ponder On what was coming up Yonder A baby by a fling Made days seem Really somber So we both were in agreement The baby I seen it Thinking of killing it Made me almost fall To the cement This ain′t a job I can do myself I ain′t got the brain for this So I called a homie in Kansas Who was trained for this He said The way I rap And make skrill for a living He said he kills for a living For the grip span He′s a hit man So I paid him a fee He told me What date it would be Me and her was down But I really don′t think The baby was G So we three road to Kansas Baby probably thinking we scandalous Can′t even walk And we band his Life Man is trife Walked in And he told us to relax I sat And he took Her and baby to the back Before I came I smoked some dope To calm me They came back And she was baby less And she was looking like a zombie Baby gone (Baby gone) Were we wrong (Hella wrong) Gotta move on (Gotta move on) Let it alone (yeah) I dropped her off But she didn′t hate me For killing the baby She said she still Wanted to date me Crazy I′m riding and I′m thinking Why I took a life But I ain′t tweeking I know God Probably thinking I should die
(hook)
Real killer That is me Real killer That is me Real killer That is me This is what you call a what Real killer That is me Real killer That is me Real killer That is me I don′t really give a fuck Real killer That is me Real killer That is me Real killer That is me Know that ain′t nobody iller Real killer That is me Mass murderer Natural born killer That is me
(2nd Verse)
A couple of years later I′m creeping with this chicklet Little thick chick Hit it raw And gave her triplets I need to learn to hold my liquid So I called my man In Kansas City, Kan I told him I Needed him to do it again After he put ′em away I asked him Homie how could you Be so raw He said to me How could you be so raw We scatted one year later I splatted In the same chick She wanted to have it But I made her do The same shit So I murdered five kids of mine I′m ′bout to sit in hell a lifetime Bid for mine Cause of abortion No more Abortion Now it′s blown out of proportion Insane Never again
(hook)
Real killer That is me Real killer That is me Real killer That is me This is what you call a what Real killer That is me Real killer That is me Real killer That is me I don′t really give a fuck Real killer That is me Real killer That is me Real killer That is me Know that ain′t nobody iller Real killer That is me Mass murderer Natural born killer That is me
I want you to quit Calling me Calling me Following me Following me Why do you trip with me After you get through Swallowing me Never knew this Bianca Would explode Like this Now that I know this I must reload Gat clips How many ever met a Psycho bitch Down for the minute But a major twist Came With a bit of game Met that bitch Sickness Everybody peep The evil symptoms So you′ll know When sexual activity happens And tears start to flow Time to go They come with a Big package in back Chest is twice that But the fatal attraction Will only get you Ice packs Better watch what you do When you sleep with a woman That′s on the edge In your bed Cause you′ll be resting In red Killa killa They′ll find the number To your residence Non-hesitant Unprecedented Ain′t no mystery To her steez She′s demented I ain′t never gonna get myself In another mix up With a psycho bitch Millimeter With a master plan So you won′t be off in a ditch Like this Wild child Running wild Behind the smile Is a frown That′ll make you lay it down Quickly She′s shifty Killa strictly Outta come and get me From a rose To a three fifty-seven Three sixty Psycho bitch
(HOOK 1)
Never ever do it Down low With a psycho bitch Better never ever go out With a Psycho bitch Everybody better learn How to see a Psycho bitch Cause your bitch might be her
(HOOK 2)
What you gonna do when they Pop at you Gloc at you Fill ′em with the venom Who the fuck Are we talking to psycho bitches, psycho bitches
(Repeat 2x)
(2nd Verse)
I was holding her Hugging her Rubbing her Sucking her Kissing her Plugging her But she thought That I was Loving her All the loving was gone When she found out She was wrong Calling my Momma′s house At three a.m. Quit playing on my phone They say this Psycho bitch Was made from us Psycho bitches Say they get nothing But hate from us Psycho bitches From the angelic to ravenous Psycho bitches Stay the fuck Away from us Psycho bitches She got my Gas cut off But I Don′t know how She got my Phone cut off But I Don′t know how Bitch even got my Lights cut off But I Don′t know how Wish I knew back then What a Nigga know now crazy bitch Followed me to my Main thang′s domain This dame Brings more pain Door chain Broke after the door rang Must be on cocaine Insane Yanks will mess up Your thang No brain bitches Will have you stressing Using Rogaine Didn′t chill with her Deal with her N9na had to get Ill with her Trick tried to kill Mrs. N9NE So I had to hit her With a grill splitter Never do sex With a psycho Bianc Anybody with her Better pop your trunk Run better get a gun When the bitch come Better know She′s a psycho killa Killa Hard When he hit that piece And then get her up And out With a dis Scarred When he knows That he′s been up in the mix With a psycho bitch
(Repeat 2x)
(HOOK 1)
Never ever do it Down low With a psycho bitch Better never ever go out With a Psycho bitch Everybody better learn How to see a Psycho bitch Cause your bitch might be her
(HOOK 2)
What you gonna do when they Pop at you Gloc at you Fill em with the venom Who the fuck Are we talking to
(Repeat 2x)
(3rd Verse)
As the Smoke clears you wonder why this woman Packs the Most fear She keeps a broken heart And a three eighty Close near From me to you If you sense She′s psychotic Better watch what you do What they do They say this Psycho bitch Was made from us psycho bitches Say they get nothing But hate from us psycho bitches From angelic to ravenous psycho bitches Stay the fuck Away from us psycho bitches
{Intro: Tech N9ne} Hey All you haters stop! Whew, man This beat is uh What Rick rocker T-9 E-40 Jellysickle yo
{Verse 1: Tech N9ne} They hate it when you bubble See ′em in they huddles always making trouble {What? Who?} Jealous fellas man Fall up in the spot and from the jump they don′t like me Hat to the back and I′m felling real hyphy Imma star so I′m in with the belly pistol That′s cause the haters be sucking on jelly sickles That mean the cycle of jealousies real thick man I′m feeling its bout to pop off real quick man But I ain′t trying to have the fedas come and pinch me Cause he′s plotting on my cheddar on my minske Never tempt me the grench so you better never let another nell nother fella come against me Off in Missouri its jelly sickle city jealousy watching and it ain′t the right stare, right mares Don′t let me go and rock the red spiked hair They hate it when I do that right there {Right Thurr!} Yeah
{Hook} Take a lick of this {Jelly sickle sickness} To much will make you sick {You acting like a trick bitch} Take a lick of this {Jelly sickle sickness} Jelly sickle sickness {You acting like a trick bitch}
{Verse 2: E-40} Quit bumping your gums spark your tongue keep a real pimp game up out your mouth If I get on your line and dump two on your spine like it a 80′s drought I′m about that Valley-Jo Po Po be throwing tantrums Cause I live up on a hill with a view on a acre in a big white who white mansion I be all up in the dirty Where they cook them fried turkeys Be up in Houston with Mike Jones and Paul Wall You want that fast quota I want that slow nickle Everything I got I worked for so quit hating on me nigga Look at the trees, look at the sky, look at the moon Look at these keys, look at my ride, I′ma tycoon From the land of the gangsters and pimps and hustlers Where a hundred will get you three hundred dollars worth of poppers Every time I look around Every time I look around somebody done bit my style Wanna smile in my face and take my place hate but it ain′t gone be no way no how, wow I′m lit like a candle and they hating cause I′m hot like a left sink handle
{Hook 2X}
{Verse 3: Tech N9ne} Jelly sickle look at how that jelly trickles Down his elbows And you can smell those Playa haters from Calabassas to Melrose During his jail polls And knocked him out of his shell toes? When I walk into the spot them suckas sucking on them sickles Hate to see me shining get to tripping when they off they ripple I get these rappers dripping jelly to the third degree Most of them in my city never know me but yet they heard of me At the BET awards chilling with the Federation never forget the woman at the door giving away the shoes didn′t really want me to have ′em man I had a ticket I had to grab ′em Come to find out I was in a rhyme bout a couple years ago here′s the blow cause I rake up dough She was one of the women I left behind up at the wake up show Come to find out I was in a rhyme bout a couple years ago here′s the blow cause I rake up dough She was one of the women I left behind up at the wake up show Congratulate me cause I′m a go getta For sho hitta E-40 and Nina some flow spitter′s But that don′t mean you gotta hate Jealousy′s a sickness take another lick Mitch {You wack it like a trick bitch}
Real cocky Real sloppy Drunk at the club and ya′ll can′t stop me. Superstar style Whoop to our pals Out the roof I scoop the groupie troupe and large crowds yes we awful and we rich now used to be all on me but it′s all on a bitch now they wanna give me stuff the come into my world it′s too late I got my wife my bitch my girl I was 19 meet an Nice Queen Car was Bight Green naughty as Ice Cream but she jealous nickolas sort of riduculous whippeded kickeded it we can never be inconspicuous my bitch rolls with me and so sickley in love with me but she give me felisha ohh hickies would go get me and it would be hours she would give me slow quckies so sticky go with my homies she′s so shifty My Wife married a monsta carried a youngsta said if you cheat it would come back to haunt ya she say my filthy world makes her wanna hurl and that′s my first verse My Wife Bitch My Girl
Chorus X2
Daddy told me that she wanna control a chick she gotta go blow a grip cause it′s all on a bitch one is no trip and two is just mo′ lip but three i can cope wit My Wife Bitch My Girl
Daddy told me that she wanna control a chick she gotta go blow a grip cause it′s all on a bitch one is no trip and two is just mo′ lip but three i can cope wit My Wife Bitch My Girl
Got a nice anus and it′s right ain′t it can′t really touch it durin′ the day but in the night taint it using fight language when she take inches great bitchs gettin′ busy on the wake benches My Bitch got a big butt a big slut who get bust you might luck up and get your chick sucked cause she′s bi-sex keep her thighs wet spontanious I don′t know what we goin′ try next My Wife got a ghetto booty like noemi Imma tell like ?jayosay? All my bitchs have been fancy dreams and all my bitches wear apple bottoms and chains
Chorus X2
If ones trippin the others for fun pimpin you cool she runs lippin′ you end up with fundsness and you fool come wicked you women comes viscous and cruel dumb trickin′ get to fumblin′ some chicks and you lose I done balanced the playa listical values in line I done challenged the way of mystical powers in height I can silence an egotiscal chick in a fight I′m defiante with an evil twist My Girl My Bitch and My Wife Ain′t no bitch on this planet that is a match for me they get sick and they stand it cause Nina master three Have to be crastacy if not your causein′ catastrophe exactaly
MY WIFE, Don′t like me! MY BITCH, Gets hyphe MY GIRL, Might knife me twice just to spite me
MY WIFE, If I break her hear MY BITCH, It′ll rip her apart MY GIRL, But I′m the smarter ya′ll
(Verse 1) Fall into a spell way deeper than hell Sensation was given to me from my homegirl Shell Told me, since I was in pain and I like 2 rebel This Motorola I′m giving you will suit you real well
10 minutes, 20 minutes, 30 minutes feelin′ funny butterflies My eyes dilate another size overwhelming sense of love Got this nut so sprung Walk up to a stranger baby, can I suck your tongue
Tingling baby got me feeling like mingling baby This is a hella higher learning than singleton baby One minute I′m cold next one I′m heat Get me some, big red so I don′t grind my teeth
This is deep I take another one and another one And another one, uh oh here comes the other ones, I′m stimulated man I′m hella blown away And all the problems that I had have all gone away.
I pop another pill and Imma take a sip of Caribou to wash it down Ya thinkin′ Imma overdose, I never had a moment that′ll turn a nigga round I really wanna give you what I got up in my dickies in the bed I wanna start I feel I wanna fuck you but my dick is really numb and I don′t see me getting hard
She told me take this cap of G.H.B. with a gulp of Mountain Dew With glee so I can possibly end my existence G.H.B. ain′t no need 4 resistance, extacy
(Chorus) Yeah, X.T.C. (I love you very much) (repeat 3 times) G.H.B., shrooms and weed This is the Tech N9NE experience Yeah A.C.I.D. (I love you very much) (repeat 3 times) P.C.P., Carabou leez This is the Tech N9NE experience
(Verse 2) I′m on 5 pills and a cap of date rape one caraboulou And it ain′t even late, great I feel good; let′s go to the x house That′s where Heather and Margie got everybody x′ed out
Walk in the crib, my homegirl say Tech′s with me Cause she know all the bitches wanna get next to me Imma star and ladies wanna have sex with me But the bitches still get jealous off of extacy.
It′s like 30 people in the house Rave bitches messaging glow sticks in the mouth I take another cap of G. with my Mountain Dew In higher than the top floor at the Fountain Bleu
Somebody said they got the chronic light it up man Let′s smoke it all till we fall then get up again I wanna fuck but I′m numb cause I′m thizzled up Skip to the lou I try to piss dick is shriveled up
My nigga Kutt got the blunt nigga pass it I didn′t even know you was here so He passed it with a couple hits of acid Like I refuse to stay alive, it′s pills and mo thrills I′m lucky if I survive; I′m high
(Chorus)
(Verse 3) Dipped out the x house it′s right around two Off to Westport to kick it with the Hurricane crew Saw my niggas C & G after party at the room My homegirl Ieasha slid me a couple grams of shrooms
Damn, it don′t stop embassy suites 3 o′clock With my niggas C & G, they got hella G. & E. I get two mo hits of that X.T.C. shit I don′t wanna come down off that X.T.C. trip
Bitches, in the room lookin′ so fresh so clean a couple Hella high panties and bra no jeans My nigga said that he got codeine Mixed it with cherry Robitussin and juice I took a sip of his lean
In the bathroom to bust a shit I couldn′t do it so my bitch came to suck the dick It was hard and soft but hard enough to penetrate the slit Bout 20 minutes damn near fainted when it was time to spit
5 o′clock in the morning and we still zoned 7 o′clock in the morning pill is still on This life I live I might not die if let lone Love my experience this is my fucked up life Don′t try this at home