Seven - Misery lyrics

[Intro: Makzilla] Aye fam Man, you need to stop being so nice and modest To these jugga head a** n***as out here They runing around like they don't know Strange is the lions den n***a we the muthaf**ing kings of the jungle I'm in the restaurant chilling with this new piece of bootany the other night You know a n***a gonna give me a CD Talking about Mackzilla, tell Tech he better come to the studio And f** with us, or else... I said, don't you punk brother a** n***as know This is Monopoly, don't nobody pa** go and collect 200 dollars Unless we say so [Verse 1: Tech N9ne] This is merciless This is musical ma**acre Mammoth, imagine my motive, mane No murking us Mimicking muthaf**as may mock But on my mama millimeter My missions, mo murdah, make millions, mack mommies and mosh This is pain, this unforgettable thang Is my talent untamable? Tech is the tyranny Bang on you n***as who never have respect for whoever Pulling you pussies apart, my competitor's plain In the dark when they sleep On my incredible heat f** you, I'm fed up My fist for you f*ggots and freaks Go tell your industry peeps that f** peace released B's for blood We banging and blasting at beef This is ignorant Get a whiff of his lyrics So rigorous, n******gous, carnivorous delivery Come with me, it'll be b**hes and thizzery f** with me And believe that we n***as will put you out of your misery [Hook: Tech N9ne] If you ever disrespect I'll put you out of your misery Put you, I'll put you, I'll put you, put you out of your misery If you run up on my set I'll put you out of your misery Put you, I'll put you, I'll put you, put you out of your misery I'm a muthaf**ing vet I'll put you out of your misery Put you, I'll put you, I'll put you, put you out of your misery You 'bout to make me co*k (co*k) back (back) aim (aim) My mission is to pop (pop) that (that) brain (brain) [Verse 2: Journalist] My split is psycho like Michael's knife I admire your Freddy Kruger then dream your life My brain is too deep, I can think alive And k** d**h itself in one of freestyle lines Lyrically, rappers aren't better than me Cause I'm hard in this rap game You lighter then a feather to me So come with it It's the devil in me that'll blast at your afterlife Until your a** is resting in peace Muthaf**a, you don't want it with a gangsta 16 shots and have my little brother shank ya Thank ya, No thank ya Boy rearrange ya hands with ya head Heads up and I'll bang ya I hear you barking but you ain't bit sh** My shot's dig through They call 'em hollow tips It's a k**a season and you ain't k**ed sh** Misery Loves Kompany, now a compliment b**h [Hook] If you ever disrespect I'll put you out of your misery Put you, I'll put you, I'll put you, put you out of your misery If you run up on my set I'll put you out of your misery Put you, I'll put you, I'll put you, put you out of your misery I'm a muthaf**ing vet I'll put you out of your misery Put you, I'll put you, I'll put you, put you out of your misery You 'bout to make me co*k (co*k) back (back) aim (aim) My mission is to pop (pop) that (that) brain (brain) [Verse 3: Yukmouth] This is misery, misery artillery for the k**ing spree Hit the block, see the enemy, k** 'em off like a Kennedy Ecstasy, Hennessy and a lemon squeeze You n***as finna be put on obituaries and white tees, that's misery Rome to Italy, riding on chrome literally Yuk Godzilla, King Kong ain't got sh** on me Riddle me, riddle me, Which rapper gone snitch on me When I shoot up his Bentley and put him out of his misery They asked about the beef with Game and The Unit Squashed my beef with The Game and do my thang with The Unit Bo signed to Cashville I'm making it rain in Houston, Rap-A-Lot for life You'll find you body slain in Houston, b**h I'm on the block with that Praline Until the cop's jumping out the van like the A-Team, I slang cream The West Coast Don and Kansas City King You ain't know? Tecca Nina, General in The Regime [Hook] If you ever disrespect I'll put you out of your misery Put you, I'll put you, I'll put you, put you out of your misery If you run up on my set I'll put you out of your misery Put you, I'll put you, I'll put you, put you out of your misery I'm a muthaf**ing vet I'll put you out of your misery Put you, I'll put you, I'll put you, put you out of your misery You 'bout to make me co*k (co*k) back (back) aim (aim) My mission is to pop (pop) that (that) brain (brain)