Hey
Its time to get into some sin
You been listenin to gibberish hits in the interim
Them are done cause hear me come
To make you stand up, stand tough, hands up, damn ya
If you dont get it get rid of it, trip if you diggin it
I guess I got more than my balls and my word
I got broads in a herd chasin this and all on my nerves
They got the illness, they feel this realness, chill bitch
I got a bed thats too crowded for you to come get in it
I spit that Tech sheiza off to yall
Its crazy, even Michael Jackson said its off the wall
I brought the sickness, big Techs lidless, Midwest
I be the best dont forget it nobody can get with it
So when you see me in the spot, bow down trick
I eat, drink, sleep, dress, look and sound rich
So jump up, they pumped up, crunked up, everyone must
Stop with the jealousy with me the haters be rivvited
K-I-L-L E to the R uh dot
Just aint fair, that when I pop up the spot be like YEAH
Killer killer, its the gorilla, and if they feel ya
They screamin like yeah, yeah, yeah
Like yeah, yeah, yeah
Mister, mister, quick to get withcha
Chick if she get a whip for this
She be like yeah, yeah, yeah
Like yeah, yeah, yeah
Im back with the heat, and yes Young Fire produced it
With true spit, I get lots of relish with Strange Music
My crews thick, deuce click, and guess whos with
Two chicks, in my lou of caribou sift
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Everybody in the party will lose it
Vodka and Mountain Dew is the new shit
Thanks to Icey Rock and Demonica, we honor ya
And I get so much money sometimes it feel like Im wearin a Yamaka
You cannot monitor my money Ill monetarily astonish ya
So whats with the bad comments and all the drama for
I can produce a picture
Stop with the truths that hit ya
Im at the top but I can be poppin and shootin withcha
Chip on my shoulder now, Mr. Nice Guy is over wow
To a ritzy and older style, from ditzy and gomer pow
Look at my checks swell, chicks with wet tails
Ready to rock it in my pocket, got the Trojan Magnum XLs
K-I-L-L E to the R uh dot
Just aint fair, that when I pop up the spot be like YEAH
Killer killer, its the gorilla, and if they feel ya
They screamin like yeah, yeah, yeah
Like yeah, yeah, yeah
Mister, mister, quick to get withcha
Chick if she get a whip for this
She be like yeah, yeah, yeah
Like yeah, yeah, yeah
Tech N9ne, Yeah
I think they ready mang
Yeah, yeah, this is Kansas City mang
The industrys still punks, thats why they will slump
But when we ? drop all our records, we will dump
Havin a good time to stackin it with Travis we laid back
Doin about a 150 with slaps in the Maybach
Haters of course you doubt, that Im makin a warped amount
I got Ozone, Murder Dog, XXL and Source accounts
So whats all the fuss about?
Killer in and remorse is out
fck ?
You heard that from the horses mouth
It aint coming from RBC, it aint coming from Fontana
Its coming from Strange Musics don tana, in a calm manner
I say this in baritone, we come to get all cheddar
Hauntin you in your dreams, you wake up screamin in falsetta
MTV clipped me birthday bash show
I got fans like Cat Castro thatll boost my cash flow
MTV, completely we sick of it, you wont give a bit
Just look at my eyes, my blood, and my ligaments
You can see that Tecca Nina dont give a shit
K-I-L-L E to the R uh dot
Just aint fair, that when I pop up the spot be like YEAH
Killer killer, its the gorilla, and if they feel ya
They screamin like yeah, yeah, yeah
Like yeah, yeah, yeah
Mister, mister, quick to get withcha
Chick if she get a whip for this
She be like yeah, yeah, yeah
Like yeah, yeah, yeah