in my dresser Right next to my rester What insane brain would agree to this gesture Too unjest less stress left with no extra You's a mess, true depressed steps can infect ya
'll make you pop them pieces When i party yes i drink to sin Get me drunk enough ill probably bink a friend (cant tell)head ova the toliet, i will never eva get
City hot boy It's really fuck a hata, some some weed, get ya papa You can see me now or later, muthafuckin Riot Maker. 'cause I'm a [Tech N9ne] RIOT
City hot boy It's really fuck a hata, smoke some weed, get ya paper You can see me now or later, muthafuckin Riot Maker. 'cause I'm a [Tech N9ne] RIOT
Tech N9ne] The Kod's a hot head The shocks and the socks red and the darkness is not dead we can ?lock up like mop heads? (Ehr) Chop heads of suckas like
words [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'
fun too I love the way you make it slither, baby Well, she asked me for a lap dance And Trav said she too fine, fat chance Boy I'm Tech N9ne I rap and
everything Sorry N' Shit La La la You see my better game Sorry N' Shit Na Na NA I'm Like whatever man Sorry N' Shit I say Sorry N Shit, we say sorry n
?that box? tech n9ne turn me up a little bit louder rob, cuz i want all the ass shakers to feel this shit yadda mean, tech n9ne ha, check it out, ya i
I'm too much for ya, I cuss when I must I'm too rough for ya, Tecca Nina when I'm flowin It's a rush for ya, Other rappers on the planet you a customer
make it. I thought you knew Chorus Tech: Been in the streets all day rouge doggin it hey than poo nanny comes my way straight callin it get me some
the basement of Bizzle* Brought to life by Icey Rock and Tech N9ne The many faces of madness I bring to you, the NNUTTHOWZE! [Hook x2: Tech N9ne] NNUTTHOWZE
foes. we dont want to see 'em. we let everybody know we kixin' it. we got the liquor in the door, we mixin it. come on everybody ooohh! Done dealer tech n9ne
mine i say no words i play it cool then intoduce tech n9ne and if you niggas wanna bang its all jesus aint nothin but a thing real life mothafucka tecca n9
your face and slap ya, boy With a .38 kidnap ya, boy Ductape and wrap ya, boy ???? and flash ya, boy Lascerate and trash ya, boy Mash ya, boy, I hate
fucktards [Hook] [Verse 3: Tech N9ne] The KODs a hothead The shocks and the socks red And the darkness is not dead Regalide up like mop-heads Chop heads
gangsta Pack ya guns in the club If they shrug to them thugs mean mug ya come gangsta Is what they sayin' to me [Verse 2: Tech N9ne] I shoulda been
primed. [Tech N9ne] Gamin on ya Even if you got some good head hood said You keep the pood fed till the woods dead If you happen to get into bed with