[Intro]
You're the one n***a who's a dumb n***a
And a bum n***a, you're a slum n***a
Better run n***a when I come n***a
With a gun n***a you're a b**h
Buck you, never trust you
Never loved you, never was you
I'mma touch you, I'mma bust you
I'mma crush you, motherf** you
[Verse 1]
That's my n***a Aaron Yates
Style lee lee k**a Norman Bates
Holla at me like I'm Ollie Gates
I'mma put the milli to your face
The nerve of ya yellin' you're a murderer
But ain't nobody ever heard of a
k**a k**a doing damage off up in suburbia
Sinister rhyme minister
TECH N9NE be the menace (yes, yes)
Diminish ya finish with the dementia
I'm the grimmest
I done told y'all I was comin'
Better start runnin'
Or bust like a cannon
Cause I'mma leave hella destruction
Mental breakdown and famine
I would advise you
Not to slide through
Cause I will oblige you
With a rhyme flow
That will demise you
How can I bow down
To a broke rapper with a foul sound?
How can I flow rounds
With an MC that can't chow down?
Where would you be
If you did't copy off me lil' boy?
This type of sh** that I enjoy
I sum you up with
b**h flows, punk foes
s*uts hoes, case closed
[Hook]
If you ain't got sh** to f** with this
Take that dead sh** on
And if your b**h in the club with a** on me
I'm gonna take that home
By the sinister Tech N9ne!
By the sinister, by the sinister
By the sinister, Tech N9ne!
Vill-on y'all know me by the
Hmm, Hmm, Hmm, Hmm, Hmm
Hmm, Hmm, Hmm, Hmmmmm
Everybody say: "KC's in the house, what?"
[Verse 2]
Bounce, rock, skate or fight, shoot, hate
We so chilly they call us abominable
Everybody know we phenomenal
Get ya' money, get ya' women
If you're getting nothing
Your living is comical
Simon Bar Sinister
Climbing star finisher
Swine and lard vinegar
Rhyming hard blimisher
Realistic Heathenistic
k**er with a vengence
Breathing this sh**
Your whole facad's punkish
I'll make you kneel before Zod
Biblical hits, flippable kickable spits
n***as with critical lyricals
Never no mythical sh**
Step into the evil fickle abyss
Wiggle in pittifulness
Swivel this and get pistol whipped
It's been along ride
Tecca Nina just won't die ei ei ei eiya
Better feel it when I drill it (trick)
Real is when I k** it (Mitch)
Hit it hit it
Never ever tell a millimeter k**er
Quit it, b**h!
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
Off the hook, stalking in clubs
Tossing em' walkin' in blood
Barking that Rogue Dog sh**
Dirty devils better hold yaw lips
Nina ripping, ill beast flows
Yeah we know it will reach gold
Platinum, feel these flows
Comin' off of k** creek road
Say my name five times
TECH, TECH, TECH, TECH N9NE
I will appear in your mirror
Thru your chest ripping out your spine
Hungry like an Ethiopian
Living off the blood in your veins
Alias Donny Kevorkian
Never were you ready for the pain
What do ya get
When you cross TECH
With a hard a** track?
Innovative, twisted
Psycho, thugged out
What do ya get
With Roc, Will, Phlaque and Dynomack?
Nitwits, misfits, sick sh**, Nnutt Howze
What do ya get
When you cross tech with a fine b**h in the club?
KY, bou lou, motel, s**time
What do you call a rappin' a**
Rogue dog villain pretty mother f**er?
Donny Quest, Azmo, Sinister TECH N9NE
[Hook]
Tech N9ne's in the house