Tech N9ne – Drama (feat. Krizz Kaliko) (Dominion Deluxe Version Album)

[Outro: Tech N9ne]
K-C-M-O is the place that I’m from
Drama, drama, drama, drama, drama (Tech N9ne!)
I can peel that dome

House alarm is red, been wanting a set
So I keep it drama filled, I don’t got no kind of chill
If she send them to get me, everybody dying homie
Drama, drama, drama, drama, drama (New shit!)
Now in Missouri, for a gun, I ain’t gotta have a permit
(Drama!)
So I keep it drama filled, I don’t got no kind of chill
And we get ’em before they get us and they done

[Hook: Tech N9ne]
Best keep it off of my fam
Everywhere you hear the gunshots
But I can end it all with a call if there’s drama
Not gonna be fistin’ it, cause I’m popping only
Yeah, bring that if you got it to bring
2017, we still
We go in the trunk for what I have then spray
Cause the light from the heat that I brung’s hot
That’s on my mama nigga
So I keep it drama filled, I don’t got no kind of chill
Strange Music
All of your drama is making me (dumb)
My lil’ babies, two ladies, or breakin’ thee son
Tech
Just like me, everybody left their chill at home
[Hook: Tech N9ne]
Drama, drama, drama, drama, drama (Let’s go!)
Gonna have to grab them graves
I get it, admit it, we on the same thing
I’m in the thick of it, ’cause she lying on me
That’s on my mama nigga

I’m a real nigga that they wanna kill
Cops, politicians, white folks, niggas going postal
Lot of people on some scavenger shit
N9ne
Deep in necropolis they can become
Better stack up on your sunblock
Drama, drama, drama, drama, drama (Strange Music!)
Better watch your vocals

Wanna feel that chrome?

Making everyone fall dead up on their gun law
But I can end it all with a call if there’s drama
I’m in the thick of it, cause they plottin’ on me
Got my shooters for any intruders that I see
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
Target practice trying to make your lungs stop
Kill everything

I’ll be damn if a devil is taking me from
[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
I was born to bless so nobody harms the Tech
Kill my fam, I hope that everyone rots
And we ready for them, who like killin’ for fun?
[Post-hook: Krizz Kaliko]
So come one, come all, you want us to numb y’all
We Still

I get it, admit it, we on the same thing
E-S-T 2000
If you live in my city, you grippin’ a gun
I swear that I just wanna ball
Bring it this way, then you pay, make you say "God damn!"
I’m a real nigga that they wanna kill
[Intro: Tech N9ne & Krizz Kaliko]
I’m a real nigga that they wanna kill
Yeah, bring that if you got it to bring
[Post-hook: Krizz Kaliko]
Now we be up in the gun shop
And your family goody goody gumdrops (yeah)
(Drama!)
I’m a real nigga that they wanna kill
Drama be on everyone’s block
We don’t have them blades
(Drama!)
When it’s coming at me, I am with it
I swear that I just wanna ball
But not me, not me
So I keep it drama filled, I don’t got no kind of chill
Anybody can get it
(Drama!)
That’s what you’re gonna get after you catch them (fades)

Tech N9ne – Casket Music (feat. Ces Cru & Wrekonize) (Dominion Deluxe Version Album)

Maude Sue lady through Hades fools made me lose faith
[Intro]
Yeah, uhuh
And say goodnight if I ever switch into double time
Eh-Eh
[Hook: Wrekonize]
Yo, I crush a rhyme and when busting my flow is customised
Snake and bat’s flying up inside close quarters
And look at the list why
And turn you into slaves for the new world order
Rubbing their eye while I’m running, wish I could shut an eye
Would you be kind enough to shut the fuck up and twist trees?
And I would never try to strike a chick with my fist, geez
And turn you into slaves for the new world order
Here’s new N9na to rock to
We all aware that it sucks, the hood resembles a pigsty
You can’t keep it clean and dig the muddy waters
This is true grit, it’s lived for you to bash to it
Tryna live free and take zero accountability (Hold on)
[Verse 3: Tech N9ne]
We bruise fugazis
Bitch when I’m winning they’re bitter, really what matters most
They plagiarise when I’m writing it, so it’s justified
Casket music
Killer MC shit bitch, casket music
This is true grit, it’s lived for you to bash to it

You can’t keep it clean and dig the muddy waters

This is true grit, it’s lived for you to bash to it
Ya lie to kick it, you’re probably wicked as Hillary
Snake and bat’s flying up inside close quarters
This isn’t for the radio, this single won’t be popping
[Verse 2: Ubiquitous]
Casket music
[Verse 1: Godemis]
So I’ma keep fondling this honor queen from the conjuring
Niggas are not feeling me
Better yet in a Yugo, yes y’all a eulogy shoe know
[Hook: Wrekonize]
This isn’t for the radio, this single won’t be popping
Chakras align while I’m oscillating like Doctor Strange
I got a couple buddies that’ll cross on ya border
We are not the same, same difference is how we operate (Yeah)
The nicest on the mic, tell the bitch please
Killer MC shit bitch, casket music
So don’t sit back and unwind, this isn’t the summer time
U-B-I, bitch
They’re sleepy, dusting their eyes, they listen to lullabies
Killer MC shit bitch, casket music
My state of mind is transcending the space and time
I catapult and I’m flying into the battle zone
I’m wise enough to know to just let a chick leave
Eh-Eh
Give the song new meaning, eat it up, beat it up
I got a couple buddies that’ll cross on ya border
If it’s wrong you bringing, fuck you!
It’s killer city, anyone’ll run up
You can’t keep it clean and dig the muddy waters
They cock and aim, lose nerve, but never drop a name
And turn you into slaves for the new world order
So step back youngin, this is grown folk talking
People in the community don’t band together enough
With very little unity, it’s really never enough
Day in the life of the long winded, I stay alive
You played a side so I am taking your place in line
To the rancid area this belong to
I learned the twist of these catacombs while I sat alone
It’s duck and cover, if ever I pull your number time

[Hook: Wrekonize]
Out your noodle, you pussy punk, you’s a poodle
Dude’s crazy, he’s who’s baby
Snake and bat’s flying up inside close quarters
Rep for the roster, partner pushing for proper pay
My DNA incompatible with an average Joe
This isn’t for the radio, this single won’t be popping
I’m catching a wave nouveau
Astonishing, I can still hear my mama sing, upon a dream

I’m on a high, I might be flyer than Chris Breez’
Only the strong survive in this game, I made it my
And she who does not feel me is just not real to me, dick tease
After killing like Cujo

I got a couple buddies that’ll cross on ya border
So step back youngin, this is grown folk talking
And use the time to find and grind the methods to getting cheese
Even your baby mama tripping, kid got a twist-tie

Then Obama brings some no no things from the drama king
I push your peanut to Pluto, and then pack your parents in a Peugeot
I want a fling but with mama singing its wronger thing
It’s sit for dinner and serve a sucker for supper time
Drink away my pain and then piss it on you
So step back youngin, this is grown folk talking
You from around here, I ain’t gotta tell you to duck
Who played me like ukulele, too shady, who’s roots gravy

Tech N9ne – Put Em On (feat. Darrein Safron, Tech N9Ne & Stevie Stone) (Dominion Deluxe Version Album)

Buy my mama that new Benzo
On
So you careful when speaking ill of my crew ha
Stretch all the way to the loo
Like an Aventador on full flats but the paint’s drippin’
[Outro: Tech N9ne]
[Verse 2: Stevie Stone]
They know, came up with like no dough
Better view from my day ones
Hop in the rover
Don’t act like you don’t want this
You want them finer things in life
Baby I’m just tryin’ to get low
Family I gotta put ’em
Don’t act like you don’t want this
Don’t act like you don’t want this
Got plenty on me
Wanna give a shoutout to my A ones
Shawty askin’ me to put her

Now my ends low
Just gotta put ’em on
Yes, I’m dark, I am Megatron, go Decepticon
Damn, where did my bros? I started broke
Uh, I got the star
Hept outed, then elevated
Louis stand up KC and St.
Me and my niggas keep it lit so
My city askin’ me to put ’em on
Buy ma the crib with a elevator like
[Pre-hook: Darrein Safron]
Keep something pretty with us
My day ones gotta put ’em on

Prayed up I never changed up, I start the game up I got bank roll
And that’s dames and dumpers
‘Cause we’re upper echelon
I’m a killa, for my city, nigga
[Hook: Darrein Safron]
We all lookin’ for something, yeah
Ill in the mind and sicker than most
My day ones gotta put ’em on
Yes I, yes I gonna be the one say the Soo
Head forth, get mo’
Steady reppin Misou ha
To the people making it up and sayin’ that I’m done, I can’t slippin’
I’ve been locked in, I been workin’
On
That’ll you’ll be on it
Hatin’ niggas bring envy on me
Whenever Tech is on
We all came up from nothing
[Verse 3: Darrein Safron]
They shame to bump us
Serving weak cats, makin’ ’em take a seat in they kitty litter
Shawty askin’ me to put her (on)

I’ma taint this with not a saint mission with the imagery to make you faint, Christian
I Just gotta put ’em on
[Pre-hook: Darrein Safron]
You want them finer things in life
Nigga, I’ma be the liaison
[Hook: Darrein Safron]

My city askin’ me to put ’em on
I’ve been workin’ Workin’?
Feeling like I’m one of the best and erbody ain’t trippin’
Win or lose, there’s a bitter feud
I done clocked in, and the pots in, and when we pop in we jerkin’
Just gotta put ’em on
[Pre-hook: Darrein Safron]

Family I gotta put ’em
That’s right, that’s right, I can’t think of nothing better to do ha
St. Louis on up
Talk now, I’m delegated
Family I gotta put ’em
Baby you know
You want them finer things in life
My day ones gotta put ’em on
We all came up from nothing

I got this started
Shawty askin’ me to put her
My city askin’ me to put ’em on

I got family dependin’ on me

On
We all lookin’ for something, yeah
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
It ain’t only me, it’s so many grittas
We all came up from nothing
You gotta fly to see what I’m on
Get the game and I get the homie
My city askin’ me to put ’em on
I just gotta put ’em on

Call the fam like "Hey we made it"
Shawty askin’ me to put her
Family I gotta put ’em

[Hook: Darrein Safron]
My day ones gotta put ’em on
Cup runneth over
We all lookin’ for something, yeah
[Hook: Darrein Safron]

Tech N9ne – Wheels Like Hill (Dominion Deluxe Version Album)

Speed racer, believe I’ma erase ya
So I had to get wheels like Hill (Ay)
She take a L to the hell I wouldn’t pay ya to be my leave raker
So I had to get wheels like Hill (Ay)
Ill’s my skill
So I had to get wheels like Hill (Ay)
Kill my chill
[Verse 2]
It is not a mistake
If she come and try to get my money
Way before my cash grew, I was dodging the fake
Ill’s my skill
Everybody see my check grow-o-o

Kill my chill
And that’s cold like Blue Bunny
Wheels like HIll (wheels)
Wheels like Hill (get gone)
Tryna build my mills (Why’d ya, Why’d ya, Why’d ya)
I know the woman wanna be sinning cause of my bread
I rock with too few, I blocks a new boo
I’ma say the stuff to make her eyes runny
Ill’s my skill
Tryna build my mills (Why’d ya, Why’d ya, Why’d ya)
Specially if she running with a prostitute crew
Kill my chill
Running for happy ’cause you was always aware of new money
Wheels like HIll (wheels)
So I had to get wheels like Hill (Ay)
Tryna build my mills (Why’d ya, Why’d ya, Why’d ya)
Kill my chill
Wheels like Hill (get gone)
Wheels like Hill (get gone)
Girl ya traits ain’t too great

[Hook]
Want a lot a bills so to get the skrill I’m bout to peel on ya
That’s cool, I was the man even at school
Doing me wrongs while getting gone is the topic
I do the opposite of run the small pace
[Hook]
I appeal to the mill, tryna steal
So I had to get wheels like Hill (Ay)
[Verse 1]
So I had to get wheels like Hill (Ay)
Wheels like Hill (wheels)
Seein’ nothing but dirt spun in y’all face
Wanna get with me ’cause they don’t wanna die bummy
If you faulty I gotta skate, wait
Little work but feeling creds, know-o-o
So I had to get wheels like Hill (Ay)
Too late, I gotta brake, wait
[Hook]
Got it but I ain’t even begun to ball, wait
I got it and I ain’t giving none to y’all man
[Hook]
Got wheels like Hill on her

Wheels like Hill (get gone)
Wheels like HIll (wheels)
Wheels like Hill (wheels)
Nigga please is what I feed faker
Ran so far away now I’m Bill Croner

A bitch’ll get nothing but straight lies from me
Wheels like Hill (wheels)
Ready set go-o-o
Poopoohead, she’s a poopy face, a caca poo-poo
Gots to lose you ’cause thots are boo-boo
So I had to get wheels like Hill (Ay)
Stop it, you ain’t gotta lie Craig
Wheels like Hill (wheels)
Like I got a rocket in my pocket
Ill’s my skill
(Pewm)
Tryna build my mills (Why’d ya, Why’d ya, Why’d ya)
So from you I gotta shake
Fast shoes yes I been winning before the tattoos
[Verse 3]
If you a cheese chaser and not a glee maker

So come a gold digger I’ma get low-o-o-o-o
I ain’t running because I’m scared of you honey
Wheels like HIll (wheels)

Tech N9ne – Nevermind Me (feat. Stevie Stone, Krizz Kaliko & Mackenzie Nicole) (Dominion Deluxe Version Album)

Once they get up on it, yeah they want it and never leave me
My OG partners there’s some Dominoes
[Intro: Tech N9ne]
Don’t know what I’m thinking of
For the haters that go without like Ramadan

Don’t know what I’m thinking of
Turn up
Living crazy is the only way
Time for me to work, I think I’ll call in
And trying to get in her pink but what do ya think
But I rip and outcome’s checks
I’m just lit, nevermind me
I’m just lit, nevermind me
I got something that the people wanna vibe to
I’ma get all the beezies [?] me and it’s easy
Bop it, lock it like you really want it
I’m Malcolm X, but outta my mouth comes sex
I’m just lit, nevermind me
Let a thing that gets hot blow
Dressed up like I’m going to Comic-Con
Party like it’s Night and Day
Take me to a place where I can’t feel my face
Oh, Hey!
Get you where I got you when I’m on it
I’m a fine tune, let me remind you, I got a line through
Bop it, lock it like you really want it
Party like it’s Night and Day
Bon-jon, every lady want Don-don
I woke up this morning, new attitude
Yeah, well if you feel like I feel (Stand up)
Ain’t nobody tripping, everybody’s having fun so
Oh, Hey!
Baby, nevermind me
A lot of ’em doubt son’s blessed

Propane running through these dark veins
And I keep that better shine, make the cheddar climb

Tecca Neezy, look at me and believe me

[Pre-hook: Krizz Kaliko & Mackenzie Nicole]

Bop it, lock it like you really want it
Yeah (I think that’s lit enough)
Get you where I got you when I’m on it
Okay, kay, kay
Time for me to work, I think I’ll call in

Club packed, revvin’ up the mosh pit

Party like it’s Night and Day
Cause I flow with Mackenzie Nicole, Kali, and Stevie
Time for me to work, I think I’ll call in
Devil with me we contagious
Here to show you what just my kind do
Never find glee ’cause they know I’m where the clever rhymes be
Weekends be cloudy, turnt and everyone know it
Living crazy is the only way
I want those, look like they got the ball, lit, I’m on those
Everyday’s a weekend so let’s go
Hit ’em up!
I done emptied out and reloaded
Everyday’s a weekend so let’s go
I done kissed a couple of people, I don’t even know nobody
I be, I be, I be, I be on that octane
[Pre-hook: Krizz Kaliko & Mackenzie Nicole]
Two right over there look like Becky without the good hair
[Hook: Mackenzie Nicole]
I’m just spilling my drink, threw up in the sink
I don’t wanna ever have to pay bills again
It’s like, it’s like, it’s like I’m at a office Christmas party
Cock when I drop, yeah I got this
Get you where I got you when I’m on it
But it’s Friday, I ain’t got no job, ain’t got nothing to do
I don’t wanna ever have to pay bills again
Everyday’s a weekend so let’s go
I don’t wanna ever have to pay bills again
So you can leave yo pom-poms
[Verse 3: Tech N9ne]
Oh, Hey!
Living crazy is the only way
[Pre-hook: Krizz Kaliko & Mackenzie Nicole]
Everybody peep the rage if you ’bout it
We don’t want no cheer bitches
[Hook: Mackenzie Nicole]
I get it but never will I get got, no
Don’t know what I’m thinking of
Yeah, well if you feel like I feel (Clap it up)
[Verse 1: Stevie Stone]
[Verse 2: Krizz Kaliko]
With the Necronomicon
[Hook: Mackenzie Nicole]
City after city, almost famous (yeah, yeah)
Couple of beers, haters coming near I tell ’em vamanos
Stirring up the pot, that’s what I’ma do
And I keep that llama drawn
Hold up, hold up, got two tickets to the gun show
Yeah, well if you feel like I feel (Turn up)
CHI-CA-GO
They won’t let me up in my face while my breath in it stink
Like I’m living in shish kebab, Shawshank Redemption

Tech N9ne – Reloaded (feat. Darrein Safron & Godemis) (Dominion Deluxe Version Album)

Blood I get to blasting that blammer bitch
I am the Tech, I’m buying the jet
Reloaded, I’m a motherfuckin’ soldier
[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
They see me with women, that’s glamorous
They want me to battle with them
I can feel the devil on me, I just reloaded
Look, you don’t know nothing ’bout me, if you wanna learn Homie, please check where I stay
And now I’m attacking the rhythm, back with the pattern
Come and say that to my face (Yeah), Come and say that to my face (Skrrt)
Reloaded, I’m a motherfuckin’ soldier
Louis like Nelly, eyy, Look what you want, a nine or a K St.
II know they hate it when I roll by
[Intro: Darrein Safron]
Reloaded, reloaded
Reloaded, reloaded

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
Bitch, I know you mad
Wait, I don’t know what could be matter with them
Reloaded, I’m a motherfuckin’ soldier
I can feel the devil on me, I just reloaded
I know they hate it when I roll by
Reloaded, I’m a motherfuckin’ soldier
The T’s roguish and sees solace when reloaded
[Verse 1: Darrein Safron]

Reloaded, I’m a motherfuckin’ soldier
Incredible fucking piece of what the C’s and B’s voted
They really wanna deepthroat it
Suckers slip up and stammer shit
Was devoted to making them miss it and decode it
[Hook: Darrein Saffron]
Niggas want me to go away
People think I’m polyamorous
Reloaded, reloaded
But I like living life lovely and lantern lit, motherfucker
Got that Midas touch dawg everything gold
Bitch, I know you mad
Unaware who they fucking with
Lot of people are freaking out with maybe flying the vet
Reloaded, I’m a motherfuckin’ soldier

[Pre-hook: Darrein Saffron]
And that’ll get ’em to admit that I literally gotta be one of the illest they ever heard with the bla bla
You talking shit that you don’t know about

It’s all automatic, if Tech is clapping, I’m clapping with him
I cannot lose focus, they tryna blow my focus
Now you know what to pay me with
Reloaded, I’m a motherfuckin’ soldier
[Pre-hook: Darrein Saffron]
I’m the plug, I’m the socket dawg, you can get it for the low
From the looks of those baby dicks, life’s a bitch and her head game make most lames come crazy quick
You talking shit that you don’t know about
[Hook: Darrein Saffron]

Fuck all that talking, we mobbing and running commas up ’till the dollars is overflowing my pockets
When I go hippity-hop I hammer chicks
I cannot lose focus, they tryna blow my focus
‘Cause everything he quoted
[Verse 3: Godemis]
I’m from the city of greats (Yeah), We shooters that trap everyday
Ain’t nothing but static, the homie Darrein had to hit him

Never blowing bunk and bammer sticks
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

Muffed the milli and mind your manners, miss
Spying, dying, or wet, wanna put the N9ne in your neck

I am the check, no denying bitches crying for sex
I know they hate it when I roll by
Louis shit This that St.
Cash rules everything around me
You talking shit that you don’t know about
I cannot lose focus, they tryna blow my focus
[Pre-hook: Darrein Saffron]
What the fuck y’all think, yeah my shit don’t stink and they all pissed off we the ca-ca (damn) ha-ha
Action always acompanies an anarchist
Pray to God I get 86’d

Tech N9ne – Bacon (feat. Godemis, Brotha Lynch Hung & Murs) (Dominion Deluxe Version Album)

And the other little pigs got mad cause the niggas got hot
And they spot got taken
Unconnected smell the essence aching
Life’s a bitch I named Lorena Bobbitt
So they picked up the microphone
And they spot got taken
Don’t be no wack rappin’ over this way
Drinking problem, see I’m a rapaholic
And that, and that’s like veggie bacon, nigga
So they picked up the microphone
Like to drop it low and pop a thizz with me
Nonetheless I never see none breaking
I don’t eat pork, bro
Yeah, fuck y’all
Now I’m the kid from Mid-City
Til my eyes like Chinese
[Interlude: Murs]
I ain’t looking for a cosign, most say we okay
They say I got acid in my IV, I’m back where I need
Penciling, I get it in my friends and then I exit out of my pom pilots
This king pig and nigga we go bacon
Humble enough but what the fuck’s up?
Never pull a trigger hit a nigga with gun bust
Swear to God, I’m hella odd I got it
So we burnt ’em all and went bacon
And the other little pigs got mad cause the niggas got hot
We R to the A to the W uncut
And the other little pigs got mad cause the niggas got hot
And this little piggy stayed home
That averaged I’m baking him up in a apron
No heroes, I slayed ’em
Disrespect
[Hook: Murs]
I’ma get a little wily, twist some weed
Back now, fans wanna tailgate
Kamikaze plane became a rocket
[Hook: Murs]
Got a long dick and my beard thick
But these three pigs right here had a bright idea
King slid do everything big
Didn’t realize back then when I was getting it in with my kinfolk
So they picked up the microphone
Smoking in the Shire like a hobbit
But these three pigs right here had a bright idea
Everybody wanna be all up in it
Dropped in on a 30 foot half-pipe
I know them wack niggas don’t wanna hear this
Got a bad bitch in her mid-fifties
They counting sheep in that dirt nap
Now this little piggy went to market
It’s like, tempehs veggie, I don’t know
So we burnt ’em all and went bacon
Til I sprayed ’em with my worst raps
And they were unaware that I slayed ’em
Nonviolent, I’m nonviolent
Rules are made to be broken
Better act right or get your shit sprayed
But these three pigs right here had a bright idea
That mean I rap good and I’m from the hood
And this little piggy stayed home
And this little piggy stayed home
I’m a weird dude, I’m into weird shit
And hella nigga we go bacon
You really think you’re fucking with us numb nuts
Killer and I’m in no time, and get away so okay
My Holy Bible got bombs by it
Trust me, put it out in a cell grate
One of these won a shivering game in front of me
[Verse 3: Murs]
Hitters still no suave for the sensei
Gotta collect a check
I like fat asses and big titties
Yeah, huh
I’ma get particular vehicular homicide describes me
My first raps went spam Sammy with a grab bag of that been dope
We said first of all we ain’t concerned wit y’all
So I don’t go bacon I go tempeh
Now this little piggy went to market
I’m fearless, like last night
Hit a 50-50 grind and was even more exciting because I did it while riding on a flashlight

So we burnt ’em all and went bacon
We said first of all we ain’t concerned wit y’all
[Hook: Murs]
We said first of all we ain’t concerned wit y’all
Me, Lynch, and Godi, uh Strange Music
Travis knows
Can’t complain in this dirty game, it ain’t entertaining ’em

Revving up to go head to gut but no bread to cut
Now this little piggy went to market
And they spot got taken

Because I put him in a bad situation
[Verse 2: Brotha Lynch Hung]

And I got a lot of food on my plate, I can’t call it
[Verse 1: Godemis]
We don’t go, we go bacon
This the B-L-H and I never been sick with a cellmate
But y’all get the fuckin’ point man

Tech N9ne – Shoe Game (feat. Krizz Kaliko & Mackenzie Nicole) (Dominion Deluxe Version Album)

You can tell when I walk in
Me and Nina get it jumpin’
[Intro: Krizz Kaliko & Mackenzie Nicole]
I stay on my toes, I stay on my toes

[Outro: Mackenzie Nicole]
Ain’t bout to argue with y’all, make y’all talk (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Look, well I ain’t never been on TV
I’m somewhere thawn out from that cold
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
Ain’t no telling what they wanting
See the way my bank account is set up, I got a checking and savings
Ain’t that somthin’
I stay on my toes, I stay on my toes
Stay on my toes
And then I walk out, I
Kali, baby
From the left side baby to the right side, you can tell when I walk in
Yeah I quit school but I rock chalk
You see me with baby girl, that’s a check coming, we add that
Nah, I maybe once, but I ain’t never been on BET
Shoe game, Liu Kang, stay on my toes
Keep my foot on the gas and don’t let up
[Verse 2: Krizz Kaliko]
Tryna get the cake like Duncan
Don’t say it to me, just wait ’till I go
They get no frontin’
Don’t say it to me, just wait ’till I go
Well I got the money, just give me a shot (ayoo)
Baby girl on the left side, baby on the right side (Yeah)
When I walk , I
In my Jordans, I’m on my toes
The way that I’m living, don’t have to get used to
I’m a good girl and I’m never a thot
Don’t say it to me, just wait ’till I go
People see me, think they know what I got
You don’t have to tell me, I already know
Niggas so what is you saying?
Stay on my toes

Shoe game, Liu Kang, stay on my toes
I stay on my toes, I stay on my toes
Money from the booth too, Strange life is beautiful (en fuego)
Yeah (Cold World)
Shoe game, Liu Kang, stay on my toes
You don’t have to tell me, I already know
[Hook: Mackenzie Nicole]
[Hook: Mackenzie Nicole]
Kali baby on the left side, baby on the right side (Yeah)
Yeah
Live this way ’till I’m old
I came here to ball
That’s where we at, where we at, in case anybody say somethin’
Don’t say it to me, just wait ’till I go
This year is mine get your hand off the pie
I stay on my toes, I stay on my toes

Shoe game, Liu Kang, stay on my toes
From the left side baby to the right side baby
From the left side baby to the right side baby
I stay on my toes, I stay on my toes
Y’alls froze, we clap back
[Verse 1: Mackenzie Nicole]
I stay on my toes, I stay on my toes

Tech N9ne – The Answer (feat. Ces Cru & Krizz Kaliko) (Dominion Deluxe Version Album)

Your gross must pass through fire and that’s why
I’ll pass baton in decathlon
Yeah, I think they got me fucked up
Y’all strange to us
Zoned out, turned up
Yeah, I think they got me fucked up
I’m joking
Search around and go find a verse where I came soft and I was slackin’ on
Tecca N9na spit it so clear like Ho sheer
Repping hard for the underground, I’m an emcee and a lyricist
Too old for this bullshit
If I did shoot, I’d shoot to kill
They was scheming on me like a pyramid
These days I’m too smart to
Puff puff and I’ll pass it on
But they theory is full of bullet holes
[Verse 1: Ubiquitous]
A different creature, every feature I get on is my song
Yeah, I think they got me fucked up
Armed and dangerous
And I think I’m the answer
If these pussies don’t shoot me, you can bet that the punk cops will
Laugh loud when that boom hit you
Kali baby, y’all can never hang with us
I really can’t stay on my time zone
Sho Lia wicked like Fangoria Is he crazy?
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, better hold up
Anybody tellin me I’m not the best it gotta be I wear a mask like an umpire
And they hate Dean ’cause I got skills
Everybody better hold up
See they don’t be feeling you like they feeling me
Still CES came as a package deal
Anything remotely close to nope when I quote you’re choked with a velvet rope, Janet
[Hook: Krizz Kaliko]

[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
Only hurt ya if the shoe fits ya
Everybody better hold up
But nobody really know what I do for real
Watch out
[Hook: Krizz Kaliko]
I ain’t user friendly word to iPhone
My soul’s darker than nightride but no night light, I write all day
Gapin’ hole in my heart too (But I)
Talk is talk and that’s cheap to me

Everybody better hold up
Won’t pray to no savior (Why?)
And I know I’m that answer
Period point blank I shoulda known
Y’all niggas be gambling or rambling
Count another mil’, it’s chump change to us
And is fuck it I’m feelin funny bout fair weather fan shit
Maintain that I’m self-sustained
Sign of the times ain’t dependent on the rhymes

I really had to keep it simple
Sayin I should hang it up in music you’re a plum liar
When I get to rippin this flow here
Cause they don’t be feeling you like they feelin’ me
Hell all in my head, peace (Got a)
[Hook: Krizz Kaliko]
I give two shits about who’s with you
I spit it like it’s gun fire
If I’m N9ne I keep that pistol smoking
(UP)
I’ma drop that dime like they committed to crime on divine lines that I’ve spoken
Run shit like in track and field
I rap until my tongues tired
Well I, Well I know you got me fucked up
I ain’t came up for no air yet
That is where I am bitch

I don’t rock that shit
I put dough down on a fare bet
On the role, like I’m too cripple
And I jug lean and I pop pills
I never had to keep a pistol
[Hook: Krizz Kaliko]
I’m burned up
Many men tried to mirror this
Cause they don’t be feeling you like they feelin’ me
And I think I’m the answer
By design to find your prime time if their eyes open
Cause they don’t be feeling you like they feelin’ me
Up in the clouds eating a industry sandwich look it I can spit cutting em up
[Verse 3: Krizz Kaliko]
[Outro: Krizz Kaliko]
Quoted rockabye to smoking on the pipe but doing lines of cocaine

Everybody better hold up
Kansas, City King has landed

A dumb guy or you’re a bum sire tellin me I’m inadequate knowing it’s not anyone higher
And I think I’m the answer
I had to run up and down the court watching y’all like the league official
[Hook: Krizz Kaliko]
[Verse 4: Godemis]
But I got holes like a clarinet
I really had to break it down
All the women go ta grabbin their crotch they all screamin OH DEAR!
I get fancy with them blades in, and leave blood stains in the hallway
Getting twisted like two nipples
Yeah, I think they got me fucked up
Fool is hatin cause he don’t understand my communication, Nokia
I am what I always been, white kid with the rapping skill
My team strong and we here to win
Niggas hood rich, I ain’t there yet
So get up if you can get the picture

Cause they don’t be feeling you like they feelin’ me
And I think I’m the answer

Tech N9ne – Salute (feat. Murs & Fmayday!) (Dominion Deluxe Version Album)

Might just leave a body on your front lawn
Walk up in the party with our guns drawn
Bitch we on the clock and this is all official business
Do It Big, Keep It Strange, don’t care
I’m the bad member but still make the song good
I don’t give a fuck if they say we wrong
Pick another fight before the kick us out the exit
So don’t ask
You see the haters get the genitals
Pull up in the lot without my [??]
Interrupted a groovy movie, so we said fuck it left it and ate at Ruby Tuesday’s
Cuz we bout to take the crown this year
I don’t give a fuck if they say we wrong
Hip hop to the death, two-stepping in every zip code
Cuz we bout to take the crown this year
But you’re feeling like a fucking millionaire
One of the homies singing YG’s "Fuck Donald Trump"
I’m laser focused with mine like Scott Summers is
If you know the government don’t care
And can I get a hell yea?
You wake up to find no cereal inside of your box
He’on’t need it (he’on’t need it)
[Verse 4: Tech N9ne]
Back up off the minerals
[Intro: Wrekonize]
Anybody can get (anybody, absolutely)
Do It Big, Keep It Strange, don’t care

I been on the radio and shit has got ridiculous

I don’t give a fuck who it is
If you know the government don’t care
[Hook: Murs]
Just brothers in different colors, we need to change things
Still pull the thickest chick in the sickest denim
To give, if I did, shit, you was out of luck
So I got somebody shot off the bar quick, lifted it up and said "Here’s to you sucking my dick"
Then I spit this venom, like Eddie Brock does
Might just leave a body on your front lawn
You got a problem, them Strange rhymers out on your block
And can I get a hell yea?
Blood, Cuhs, it’s all in the same gang
Gun is out, everybody running out
And keep your hands in the air
If you know the government don’t care
Keep your eyes on the prize, don’t share
[Verse 3: Murs]

And keep your hands in the air
And he said "No"
Keep your eyes on the prize, don’t share
Second batter up, I never had a fuck
I’m fucking with these strong genetics like I’m in the lab
You better keep your hands up when they play this song
[Verse 2: Bernz]
The Cyclops, X-Men, for you dumber kids
Override the system, drugs with some sick kids
[Hook: Murs]
So good morning, get it in like it’s 30 below
Write a couple songs and live forever in your pictures

Keep your eyes on the prize, don’t share
But you’re feeling like a fucking millionaire
If you got on $5 underwear
Ya already know what it is

[Verse 1: Wrekonize]
Do It Big, Keep It Strange, don’t care
If they try to put a case on this, we gon’ beat it (we gon’ beat it)
Another ¡MURSDAY! is here to come and dirty your soul
I don’t give a fuck if they say we wrong
Not before I get a shot, I get it then I appease
You know what we on, we tryna make the fucking hit list
Cuz we bout to take the crown this year
Rolling all around the world and still rocking a flip phone
Hearing people scream and shout ("OH MY GOD HE’S GOT A GUN!!")
At the swap meet in the wrong hood
I read them funny books, they got the pictures in them
Snotty white waitress said sorry, I’m so blunt
And can I get a hell yea?
If you got on $5 underwear
But you’re feeling like a fucking millionaire
And we said "Fuck yo mama"
Mine’s fine, I got it shined by my Asian friend

Good enough they had to sign me, better ask Trav
And keep your hands in the air
Rolling with the general and high off that medical
Had the crowd raising eyebrows like The Rock does
He’on’t want (he’ont want it)
‘Cause they run their mouth, they throwing this tongue about like having some candy clout (It’s negros, we better run)
And this is Strange gang, talking ’bout my chain again
You better keep your hands up when they play this song
You better keep your hands up when they play this song
And your granny too, ’cause we would never touch your nana, bitch
Manager say we gotta leave
Walk up in the party with our guns drawn
[Hook: Murs]
Got me in the mood to cause some motherfucking mischief
And she said "Fuck Obama"
Might just leave a body on your front lawn
Walk up in the party with our guns drawn
If you got on $5 underwear

Tech N9ne – Fish In A Pita (feat. Krizz Kaliko) (Dominion Deluxe Version Album)

Got me fired up
Bitch, kissin’ on me, chick is only
Dissin’ on me, ya’ll trippin’, nigga this a pony
But I got sniffin’ her skeeter

Get up (get up)
Can’t believe she let fish in the pita fumigate the room, ugh
Don’t need her, don’t need ya, won’t eat ya
She wrote back cool, whenever
It seems strong to be comin’ through her garments
Jesus
It’s hard as hell to clean it up off you
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
Fish in a pita
Between her legs, the wings are spread
But I did this dizzy date on the bus after my show with a bigly shaped

They told my hissin’ homies
Alright then (alright)
Definitely mean the stream wrong
[Hook: Krizz kaliko]
I’m yearnin’ for that cat meat
And get goin’ right now
Fish in a pita
She ain’t a bring home
I ain’t trippin’, I’m slidin’, wait a minute
Don’t need her, don’t need ya, won’t eat ya
[Verse 3: Tech N9ne]

They laughin’ while I’m dashin’ to the back
Fellas I don’t know if anybody eva’ taught you (fish in the pita)
Okay I wanted to find out how them huge titties taste
So why would you want that fishy cream on your ding dong
So stop mistreating you’re not feeding me hot meaty
Get up (get up)
[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
Hey man, what’s happinin’?
Smells a fish and now my stick outta commission how (tore up)
I quit because she had the fish in the pita, ugh
So this is the day
Alright then (alright)

Hopped in the car wit’ her to a kissin’ display
I’m wishin’ to beat her
Might wanna keep that tied up
Through her clothes
Got me fired up

Strippin’ down, my dick is now (swole up)
[Hook: Krizz kaliko]
Big chick, pretty face
This was way before the Nina was a star and I lived
Get up (get up)
Went to school together, how ’bout some food endeavors
And get goin’ right now
Tight jean shorts, no panties, and her booty was uncanny
Alright then (alright)
Got me fired up
And you smell that fish in the pita
Till her ass need a aspirin (hol’ up)
Hopped in the backseat
I assume she hate to groom, funk illuminates the womb
Movin’ toward her with that heat
Might wanna keep that tied up
I ain’t trippin’, I’m slidin’, wait a minute
I ain’t trippin’, I’m slidin’, wait a minute
Might wanna keep that tied up
[Outro: Krizz Kaliko]
And get goin’ right now
Fish in a pita leaking to ziti, or tzatziki, ugh
[Hook: Krizz kaliko]
I know you women thinkin’ this awful
She pulled up in car at the crib
Ain’t feelin’ right, feelin’ wrong right now, hold up
Don’t need her, don’t need ya, won’t eat ya

Later for eatin’ now I’m on a mission to spray, okay
Ain’t feelin’ right, feelin’ wrong right now, hold up
I ain’t trippin’, I’m slidin’, wait a minute
Ain’t feelin’ right, feelin’ wrong right now, hold up
But you know who you are and you’re livin’ unlawful (if you’re stinkin’)
[Spoken]
At my Granny’s, the girl that stepped out the car she was a whammy
Fish in a pita
Finna be smashin’ my pretty fat friend
Alright then (alright)
Can’t remember what city, state
If she sit on your lap and she got jeans on
I wrote it smooth in a letter
If that’s between you we’re not eating it’s not freaky
I wanted the kitty space
Some women need just to stop treating their twats cheaply

Tech N9ne – Mo’ Ammo (feat. Murs & Rittz) (Dominion Deluxe Version Album)

Bogus bitches you Ho’s fictitious and Low wit glitches
The Dough made you notice DIBKIS (I gotta stop)
Rhyming like a quarter key inside the door panel
I fucked her throat and filmed it, now that’s what I call a gag reel
We got guns, dope, clips for mo’ ammo
Some soulless niggas who go get liquor then blow spliffs wit ya
Don’t this music feel like you can fly?
And she mean business, she says she love to ride it all night
Rhyming like a quarter key inside the door panel
Growed with killas who rolled with Milla’s
I mean the internet, I mean that fucking app
A million views, we lookin’ good, but no dough
No, what the fuck is that?
Rhyming like a quarter key inside the door panel
Military sack strapped with some Roman candles
I’m like Jeezy, selling tickets like it’s fucking snow
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)

We fucked and now it turned into a weekly visit
Guns, dope, clips for mo’ ammo

Look, if you ain’t gave me my props yet, you late as fuck
Now I’m about to go Rambo packin’ mo’ ammo nigga!
Got her hooked like I was deep sea fishing
Revolvers on as fuck if you a boxer or a black belt
My rap assignment give the industry an alignment rapper’s ain’t goin straight no mo’
Don’t this music feel like you can fly?
Speeding past these rappers like they traffic cops with radar guns
I’m ’bout to light it up like it’s Independence Day
[Verse 2: Rittz]
I mean a meth head, I met her in the fucking trap (huh?)
I really get head and she got suction like a Dyson Upright
Tried to play me like a piano, (yeah?)
Guns, dope, clips for mo’ ammo
Rhyming like a quarter key inside the door panel
Don’t this music feel like you can fly?
[Verse 3: Tech N9ne]
[Hook: Murs]
I seen the sunlight, woke up and play some Maxwell
Popo suspicious we sold tricks fixes to hold big riches
I met her at a show (oh)
We got guns, dope, clips for mo’ ammo
Don’t this music feel like you can fly?
I’m in my bass pro camo, lookin’ like a Rambo
With this chick that I met up on the internate
[Verse 1: Murs]
These roguish wishes is so ridiculous
Should’ve packed, yeah
Or like I’m Yeezy, selling Yeezys, I’ll be Goddamned
Go back on my double time shit and I bet you I spazz out

I do it underground, that’s the independent way
[Hook: Murs]
Put your ear to the speaker, get you high
Cause I been drinkin like a camel, (yeah?)
(why?) trippin! 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!
Again and again we win, while all you do is catch L’s
[Hook: Murs]
Put your ear to the speaker, get you high
Don’t this music feel like you can fly?
Put your ear to the speaker, get you high
You play and talk to me, you sweet as lemonade or punch
Guns, dope, clips for mo’ ammo
Rhyming like a quarter key inside the door panel
Can’t you say that captain saved a slut, I met your lady once
I got a dinner date, I’m ten minutes late
And counting so much money that my fingertips got paperc uts
Put your ear to the speaker, get you high
Strange Music going stupid, it’s your new addiction
Don’t this music feel like you can fly?
She open wide and sat still
I’m in the booth whippin’ merch like I’m in the kitchen
Rhyming like a quarter key inside the door panel
Put your ear to the speaker, get you high
We got guns, dope, clips for mo’ ammo
I mean a stream is just a dream unless you’re front row

I like to think that I’m top five like Jada does
Put your ear to the speaker, get you high
You gotta buy these VIP tickets, understand?

My father ain’t a farmer but his son became a cash cow

Tech N9ne – Lowdown (feat. Darrein Safron & Ubiquitous) (Dominion Deluxe Version Album)

[Verse 3: Ubiquitous]
Bussin, spreading your city name like Chiddy Bang
Cause if anybody profound go head and give me thanks
[Pre-hook: Darrein Safron]
But really they were sleeping and unaware of what it became
They want us low down, dirty and shitty shame
Get them people out the way
What will it take
Oh
To try to shoot the block then when the Uzi flocks
I’m here to facilitate a setting to celebrate over Dilla J
Stepdaddy would have killed me (Islam)

Oh
Yeah they wanna keep us low down
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
And give us as little pay as possible any given day
A beat drop and you feel the bass, exhilarating
Yeah
That would put me off up in a ride
Anywhere you go now
Mama would have killed me (Christ)
Found nobody to put on the news
Yeah
[Hook: Darrein Safron]
They wanna see me falling like the rain drops
[Hook: Darrein Saffron]
It don’t matter Nina, it can still be a showdown
Yeah they wanna keep us low down
They wanna keep you low down
Oh
Yeah
For a lot of gravy got saved we
I’m building my way into real estate
Spreading round making little ones
And this nigga named Crazy one day robbed my homie with his babies
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh

Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah

For my nigga Scoob, riding with the whoopty whop
Yeah they wanna keep us low down
And they taking fifty rounds from a rebel
Oh
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
KC we never hesitating to let the metal go
[Pre-Hook: Darrein Safron]
Yeah they wanna keep us low down
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
[Intro: Darrein Safron]
Yeah they wanna keep us low down
Oh
Yeah they wanna keep us low down
[Hook: Darrein Saffron]
Where you can die over jealousy or dinero
Oh
Oh
Yeah they wanna keep us low down
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
I put this on my soul to see your face light up
And they bring us down to they level (demons)
While you Philly steaks children get really baked
Yeah we gonna shoot
Put the pad away when the paint stop
Yeah they wanna keep us low down
Yeah they wanna keep us low down

Yeah they wanna keep us low down
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
I never do lie
Yeah I chose a side but I flow now
So you better stand yo ground
It’s not that I won’t, that I can’t stop
Yeah they wanna keep us low down
Cause they don’t care if you slang rocks
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
All on the same block
And we all intelligent but this shit is irrelevant

Oh, never do lie, never do lie
And mamma’s on the ground cause they killed her son, grieving
Flame scatter brain splatter look like Jamba Juice
Oh
Silver gorilla, mister vanilla face kill the brake
Yeah, we gon’ run far outside in time
They want to mitigate the buzz that we generate
That’s the sound of the Devil’s (semen)
Even if you’re in Adelaide or in Bangkok
If they both knew I chose a side
Cause we coming from the ghetto
Oh

Sleep on me, I’ll slip in your pillowcase
[Pre-Hook: Darrein Safron]

Keep my brain locked on the game
Women not having had extended like a sombrero
Oh
Anytime they feel like me, break out them chains
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Yeah they wanna keep us low down
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
[Verse 1: Darrein Safron]
Cause they don’t wanna see you climbing
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh
When they rob a real one for the hell of it

With bloodthirsty killers inside

Tech N9ne – Morning Till The Nightfall (feat. Rittz, Tech N9Ne, Krizz Kaliko & Wrekonize) (Dominion Deluxe Version Album)

People said I’d never make it, I should let it go
[Verse 2: Krizz Kaliko & (Tech N9ne)]
None of it is oversight, if you don’t believe me you just wait until the nightfall
I feel so good
I was holdin’ my convulsion knowin’ I was next to blow
This is the path I’ve been bustin’ my ass to keep on and get loose (word)
Everybody, every day, and we be fresh from head to toe

Got real dough, 18 karats on my deed, I see my future clear
I was holdin’ my convulsion knowin’ I was next to blow
From the mornin’ to the nightfall
Yeah, let’s go
I get drunk and I think I is
[Intro: Rittz]
All full of acne at a fuckin’ track meet
Can I get the paper by the boatload?
From the mornin’ to the nightfall (aw, yeah)
From the mornin’ to the nightfall(aw, yeah)
Mornin’ to the nightfall
Mornin’ to the nightfall
Don’t be mad at me because you let yourself go
And it’s so simple, they bow to us both like temples
From mornin’ to the nightfall
Alligator on my shoes and boots
I like to drink my whiskey in a tall glass with a short straw

From the mornin’ to the nightfall
A chariot on my penis (Whatchu mean by that?)
We ain’t rockin’ no shell toes
They pay me but they short ya’ll (Okay)
I get O’s from the Pogo stick (They think they all so slick)
I’m in Aruba with the coolest scuba gear (you mean scuba gear?)
Fly Giuseppes, got brimstones on my Velcro
I went from strugglin’ every day to gettin’ dough
Been away from home for so goddamn long but nobody ever tell me that my hyped called

From the mornin’-
Waitin’ for moments like this since way back when I was just a youth
And walk off with a life size Barbie doll, I’m like damn
Our names are all in they dentals (All ya’ll ballin’ now, huh?)
I went from strugglin’ every day to gettin’ dough
Rojo, when I chose to be a, never lovin’ no hoes, never goin’ there
My gat too big to let my belt show
No, I’m so 2017 (right)
No more Applebees, eatin’ Wafflehouse, or Denny’s (what you even havin’ for dinner?)
Chillin’ on the balcony, grillin’ out
See me workin’, I’ve been waitin’ on the high call
I mean I’m in a band, I don’t mean like Backstreet
Ceilings can be broke through, old school
But it’s a no no, don’t take that picture like a photo
Hundred dollar bills, and the millions, brilliance
Am I broke? No
People said I’d never make it, I should let it go
[Verse 1: Rittz]
I boat costa from Costa Rica
They call Rittz while we both go pimpin’
Everybody, every day, and we be fresh from head to toe
Been all around the world here’s a souvenir
Back then it was carnival, with a couple bars you could top it all
From the mornin’ to the nightfall (aw, yeah)
I mean we juice it like a bunch a Russian athletes
I’m higher than a fly ball shinin’ like a light bulb
Everybody, every day, and we be fresh from head to toe
Gold tooth, shinin’ when I’m smiling you can get a little glimpse
But I never took a break and I never changed pace
Better get the holes open, it’s supposed to freak ya
Call me Young Johnny, call me Lil’ Rittz
My degree in high school came a couple clicks late
Gotta show Brazilians (Rittz keep it real, pimp)
And new suit mean new recruits, ya dig?
Even when you feel pinned to the ground
Even if I’m broke you could still feel rich
Lookin’ back I never thought I would be livin’ this great
[Hook: Rittz]
But these chicks think I’m rich, they be screamin’ Rittz when I’m on stage, let me get a Chip and Dale show
You be thinkin’ that I made it over night, you may wanna check in on the right call
From mornin’ to the nightfall
But we don’t pay no rent and all I know is I went
[Hook: Rittz]
Our names on the oval blimpin’
I’m higher than a fly ball shinin’ like a light bulb
[Hook: Rittz]
[Verse 3: Wrekonize]
Mornin’ to the nightfall
People said I’d never make it, I should let it go
I went from strugglin’ every day to gettin’ dough
But I’ma shoto, can get everything, I rock a Manolo
(You mean you rich?) Well not exactly
From mornin’ to the nightfall
Yeah homie, dive in, I be in the penthouse in Sydney
Spit shine on the track call me Armor All
(‘Cause you a pimp?) Well I think I is
Then get the pot and go Doe Doe quick
I’m higher than a fly ball shinin’ like a light bulb
(But you got a gold belt on?) Hell no
(I see you bro)
Doing him a favor when I’m rockin’ out later
I was holdin’ my convulsion knowin’ I was next to blow
Strapped, lookin’ like Michael Jackson walkin’

They ain’t ‘sposed to see ya, they ‘sposed to be ya

Tech N9ne – Take You Down (feat. Mackenzie Nicole, Ryan Bradley & Stevie Stone) (Dominion Deluxe Version Album)

I can feel you (oh oh, oh oh)
[Verse 2: Ryan Bradley]
[Verse 1: Mackenzie Nicole]
Spend so much time in the making
I can feel you, oh oh, oh oh
End the line this love statement
My intentions just to please you
And when I see you smile there’s no mistaking this
I can feel you (oh oh, oh oh)
[Hook: Mackenzie Nicole]
When you see me eyeing you
Everything you said keeps running through my head
Take my love, take all my love until it’s gone
I just wanna take you down
Same way for me navigate
So what do we do, feed to

I can feel you getting now
Oh, I know you
I’m gonna lie now cause it’s making sense
Sell the world we can breach through
You shouldn’t take it lightly
It’s mine for the taking
I just wanna take you down
Knowing fully that I can’t waste time

Brushing over your lips
Oh I can feel you
Who would have thought it would have came to this
Yeah, one touch, one scent, all it takes to have me convinced
I can feel you giving now

Think about you when I’m not around you
Girl I can’t control this
Beside me watching every breath

I can feel you giving now
I can feel you
So what you wanna do
No hesitation, don’t keep me waiting
Like I wanna see you lying
[Outro: Ryan Bradley]
I can feel you, oh oh, oh oh
I just wanna take you down
Cause you know I’m barely hanging on
Spent so much time in the making
Spent so much time in the making
I can feel you
I can feel you giving now
I can feel you, oh oh, oh oh
It’s mine for the taking
You know it’s hard for me to be alone
It’s mine for the taking
I just wanna take you down
[Verse 3: Stevie Stone]
Not before you change your mind

[Hook: Ryan Bradley & (Mackenzie Nicole)]
Cause you mine now, any time now
Eye to eye you can read through
It’s mine for the taking
This all mine so I got to take it
It’s mine for the taking
Spent so much time in the making

Spend so much time in the making
And it’s fading now, no wait
I can feel you, oh oh, oh oh
Yeah, you love me to death
[Hook: Mackenzie Nicole]
It’s sad it’s what you said

Tech N9ne – Jesus And A Pill (feat. Prozak, Tech N9Ne & Krizz Kaliko) (Dominion Deluxe Version Album)

Fake feedings, race leading to death
Everybody’s race leading great eating’s for breath
Losing my ability to be
Serial killer like Michael with a knife and the rifle I’m psyched and I’m popping off
Yates buried her deep, I don’t wanna eye everything, die like the great barrier reef!

Glad it was a dream and now I wanna go pick a lotus
Multiple personalities adamantly ferocious
Edge of insanity I have been tossed
At first in agony, anger to cope a closed fist
Tell me why am I thinking these thoughts
No escape for heavensake, there ain’t nobody safe now
With the heat frying, the curse begins
[Hook: Tech N9ne & Krizz Kaliko]
I think what is done is done
Sucking a soul up like a vacuum
[Hook: Tech N9ne & Krizz Kaliko]
[Bridge: Krizz Kaliko]
I wake up to a new day
I think what is done is done
End up another screaming victim on my playlist
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
Stay away or become prey when I rampage and I spray rounds
On this dying Earth we’re in
[Intro: Tech N9ne]
Wish I could say hocus pocus
[Verse 2: Prozak]
Oh, I need Jesus and a pill!
No denying my thirst for skin
Oh, here it comes again
And run a sign of caution if you try to approach bitch
I’m thinking of killing ’em all, afterlife I’m sending ’em off
Everything is dead to me
But the grass is low cut, no fluff
How can I be so chewed out
I don’t wanna be here anyway
Then I woke up, choked up
[Bridge: Krizz Kaliko]
Trying to search for zen
And if I fall

Taking a journey through the depths of my psychosis

Losing my ability to be

Oh, I need Jesus and a pill!
With the bees and pollen in focus
So let me say this, you don’t wanna say shit
Pharmaceutical holocaust, a little bit lyrical Molotov
Somebody help me I think that I’m lost
Dreams based on real spill quick to leave you in a chill
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
Oh, I need Jesus and a pill!
Then it all comes crumbling down
A mental breakdown, suffocating with hate now
Everything is dead to me
Skin burning at the sign of a cross
In touch with reality
In touch with reality
So the food we need isn’t bogus
See, it doesn’t matter what I want
I wanna believe you
Losing my ability, to be

Mayday, got a man down, better pray for safe space now
Everything is dead to me
My taste carrier seeks the blood of an angel, how can I mangle?
It’s a bad moon, mad gloom, giving stab wounds
Make terrier teeth from straight tearing on meat
In touch with reality
Monkey, apes, and baboons in the classroom
Outta line, outta time, so out of my mind and outta control
Wanting to be upper class and cash coons, mass doom
Anything could help me now
God helps all

Cold Beat – In Motion Reprise (Chaos By Invitation Album)

How can I hold on when everything’s in motion
I try to stand still but I’m beaten by the wind
You’ll go your way
So tired of looking for the way
You’ll go your way

I can’t hold on to what’s moving on
A stay away
A stay away
I’m tethered to the waves and I’ll never be free

Are we at an impasse
So tired of looking for the way
Lost sight of the things I’ve grown tired of asking for
How can I move on with my anchor in the ocean
There’s a loss, love and nothing above

Lost sight of the things I’ve grown tired of asking for
How can I hold on when everything’s in motion
I’m tethered to the waves and I’ll never be free
How can I move on with my anchor in the ocean
I try to stand still but I’m beaten by the wind
Are we at an impasse

Alexandra Savior – Mirage (Belladonna Of Sadness Album)

And it feels as if she’s swallowing me whole

Whatever the fuck they want
I wonder if it makes me sound too old
That you’ll never really get to know
[Chours]

[Chours]
And on, and on, and on
Crying through the credits of a show
Push me down another rabbit hole
And on, and on, and on
Anna-Marie Mirage
I’m so blue
She’s almost like a million other people
Painting our tear drops on
Anna-Marie Mirage
She’s painting our tear drops on
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
[Verse 3]
We’re so blue
Painting my tear drops on
Anna-Marie Mirage

Whatever the fuck they want
[Bridge]
La-di-dah
I don’t know where she starts
Whatever the fuck she wants
Piñata paper heart
Violet was tickling my fancy
Shame that she’s that girl you used to know
Anna-Marie Mirage

Touch me like I’m gonna turn to gold
We sing songs about

Staring through the window of a wig store
We sing songs about
Whatever the fuck they want
La-di-dah
[Verse 1]
And I stop
Gives out just the right amount of soul
Whatever the fuck they want
An inch away from settling on Coco
Dress me like the front of a casino
I sing songs about
[Chours]
And ooh-eh-ooh
Loved her, but we had to let her go
Shooting a mood collage
And ooh-eh-ooh
And ooh-eh-ooh
La-di-dah
Whatever the fuck she wants
[Verse 2]
And on, and on, and on
That you’ve seen a bunch of times before

We’re so blue

Alexandra Savior – Bones (Belladonna Of Sadness Album)

[Verse 2]:
And it goes on, it goes on and on
Drift away and only dream of you
Can’t pretend, no more
How’s it for you, baby?
While you’re here

In a way that I’ve never felt before

I just can’t pretend I’m not in love with you
Ain’t had your name as a knuckle tattoo
And long after you’re gone
[Chorus]:
Is yours in one too, baby?
I just can’t stop from wondering where you are
While you’re here
I just can’t stop from wondering where you are
[Chorus]

And long after you’re gone
I just can’t pretend I’m not in love with you
[Verse 1]:
In a way that I’ve never felt before

And it goes on, it goes on and on
Can’t pretend, no more
That’s not true…
That’s not true
[Hook]:
Don’t know what is or isn’t happening
Don’t know why, don’t know where to begin
How’s it for you, baby?
And I have to say, I wake up in the mood
In my bones, I can feel it in my bones
Don’t know how, my head’s in such a spin
In my bones, I can feel it in my bones
[Hook]:
But I think I might do "shawty"?

Alexandra Savior – Shades (Belladonna Of Sadness Album)

And maybe takes a side of cool
Ooh I can’t escape it
[Chorus]
Sooner or later
Baby let you trade

But you know how it goes
This strange little arrangement
Tried to find a way to write a note
Didn’t mean to hold you so close
Abnormal behavior, uncontrollably vapor
I’m always happy to be leaving
[Bridge]
[Verse 2]
I don’t want to stop it

Like when you’re looking for your shades

Sooner or later
I left your house when you were sleeping
I sort of wish that it was sunset

[Chorus]
[Verse 1]
Oooh

I sort of wish that it was raining
Thing done
Must cease
The curves are the only part
Could be the company I’m keeping
And you find them on your face
And on about some
The misty middle twist and swallow
I know
This strange little arrangement
Must cease

Hadn’t correctly got my head screwed on
Shouldn’t have switched it on at all
[Bridge]
I cast a long-eyed shadow
So that I could pull the hood up on my coat
I kind of wish that it was New Year’s Day
And all of its exchanges
And you find them on your face
And on, ’bout some
Walking around in a daze

Riflin’ through your pockets
Like when you’re looking for your shades
Thing done
Ooh I can’t escape it, abnormal behavior
On a vacant street

Uncontrollably vapor
And all of its exchanges
Couldn’t get your shower to work
Shouldn’t have come back
Not easy to see where to go
Awooooh
Rifling through your pockets