4x N9ne 4x) Now here's a message Liberace may Chocolatate' take 'em I'ma rock na Playa, do the fuck what I say Throw ya souls in the air like
alley Tormented by mine Dodging the tech n9ne Now here's the message Liberate me Chocolata tay Imma rock Not play Do the fuck what I say Throw your souls
Ehr) What I got to say to the people who pick at and gut stars Thinkin Imma lose the ability to bust hard you fuck tards [Chorus: Tonesha Sanders & Tech N
crazy 14 to 48 Every since we fucked, I been coughing and losing weigh Stink ho', trying to creep, bitch, pick your son up He been at school for a week You fucking
[CHORUS] Tech N9ne + girl Tech-"mm,mm...you know what I want you to do, right?" Girl-"Yeah, I know what you want me to do..." Tech-"What's up?"
highs and lows My mellow tried to play me, like my fuckin' eyes was closed Now I'm sittin' here, wishin' that my guys didn't know They love a G, so they despise a soul What
was really gay 'cause you could break yo self but you can't break me 'cause I'm a real fuckin' lyricst with u.n.l.v. With the flow umm, flower, you know what
it [4Xs] [Mr. Serv-On] Ahh! Nigga you know what the fuck I came fo'! I'm wearin this fuckin' Tank Now tell me (what) the fuck it stands fo'! N-O-L-I-
telethon West Coast million, what is he really on Is it that shit that niggas go silly on? Hell no, the pyroclastic flow is evident (West Side) And yall know what
s show them like we used to You say fuck, that yo holmes, fuck this I'm the king Ad-Whammy, you're Dick Butkus One half science, and another half soul
YOU ONE TIME FUCK UP YO EQUALIRIAL I GOT RYTHEM YEA I GOT SOUL YALL I TRAVEL ALL AROUND THE WORLD LIKE A POSTCARD MY FLOW COLD FUCK AROUND AND GET A
you one time fuck up yo equilibrium I got rhythm yeah I got soul yall I travel all around the world like a postcard My flow cold fuck around and get
in the fuck your bitch keep coming by i done fucked your bitch 100 times, what the fuck your bitch got on her mind, my fucking dick, I call her dick
believe the HYPE is real... 'Yeah! Yeah! You rockin' wit the talk of New York Tony yayo Shady aftermath with the Soul Assasins. Chorus: Niggas know what
WORST YOUR A FUCKING MORON HERE IS HOW THE SONG GOES Eminem: S-S-Shady Records, you better believe the HYPE is real... 'Yeah! Yeah! Shots to Soul Assasins
bullets start bustin' First crime, we came with Mystic Stylez on grime You slip, I Live By My Rep don't fuck with mine Da End, the souls of men embedded
forever I'm tired of wrong, brotherless powers are much to strong Oh so bad I want to move on but if I do my soul is gone Liars [unverified] hatas, all murderas, adulterers and thieves What