Tech N9ne - Midwest Choppers II Extended lyrics

[Intro] We scoured the globe on a quest to find the most elite Most intricate tongues of all time California, New York, Denmark, Australia Then a cold wind from the Midwest brought the hardest Fastest, most accurate tongues ever heard in our lifetime These are the Midwest Choppers [Verse 1: K-Dean] I got a message for any one of you muthaf**in' n***as That wanna talk about the Mid-Midwest We dangerous, aim to bust any little n***a with a big-big chest Anybody that wanna be comin' thinkin' they hotter I'm a type of n***a that'll really k** ya for dollas f** everybody that want a piece of a k**a For real, me and my n***as will leave you floatin' in a river So f** all you haters, you hear what I said My flow a little bit over your head Act like a pencil, I'll fill you with lead If you afraid, then tell me you scared Cause I'mma little bit out of my muthaf**in' mind The hardest rapper that Tecca N9na could f**in' find Who that? Who that? That's me Who that? Who that? K-Dean When I was comin' up in the game everybody was tellin' me 'I really be k**in' a lot of you n***as, I'm mean f**in' with my n***as D-Loc and Dalima They told me, I be really gotta be a murderer k**in' machine I didn't care about nothing but workin' my way to the top f**in' with my n***a Tech, cause I'm really hot Anybody got a problem with any one of my n***as I'll pulled out the nine mil up into a pop Bring the heat, bring the noise, bring the flames Anything that you bring, I'mma tame Puttin' dirt on the top of my name Pull back and I click-click, bang Ask Tech, he'll tell you I'm strange If you ever wanna talk about me I'mma run up, gun up and leave you with no brain Then you'll know my flow is insane [Hook] I be on the West Coast, I be on the East Coast I be North, South, but I reside on my side, Midwest Chopper Even though I'm all up in the Northwest All across the U.S Overseas... Midwest Choppers Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh (You can't touch us) Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh (Yeah, Midwest Choppers) Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh (You can't touch us) Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh (n***a, Midwest) [Verse 2: Twista] Can you deal with the torture from the demonic side of a hustla I'mma cut yo head halfway off so you can suffer Speed so deadly, God won't accept me So this time around I asked the devil to help me Spit it so murderous cuz I gotta get em I gotta get with em And if I commit em then that'd be ugly I'm rippin your body I k** em like a villain I'm ready and I'm willin to see a ma**acre that'd be lovely Never can records pretect us from the k to keep it hot Cuz Twista be from the place where they be goin hbbbb Tell em T'll k** em with the rhythm on the block Cuz they steady be rippin it like when the automatic goin bbbbbb How could you ever be thinkin you could take it When they kick it whatever music and moves we makin it murderous You heard us on a demonic melody that'd be ready And prepare to be scared of me fillin his body with nervousness When I be spittin it be like a lethal weapon You gotta respect it when we be makin everybody give it up Indevidually demolish n deminish the competition When I'm on a mission I gotta hit em up I can f** up anybody in the middle of the ring If they got a homie then I'mma go and get a tech We can k** the drama with a badda boom badda bing The tag team murder know when to make a threat And who the other n***a flowin off the hizzy makin em dizzy Well it'd be bizzy where is he comin from C L E V E L A N D ain't no playin me when it come to knowin where we k**in Now where we comin from [Hook] [Verse 3: Krayzie Bone] Come, come get some of this Midwest murda music, murda music, murda music Come, come get some of this Midwest murda music, murda music, murda music Let me hit 'em When I get 'em, I'mma split 'em, I'mma k** 'em I'm the n***a with the lyrical venom finna get up in them When they give me the instrumental I finish 'em, diminish 'em I guarantee the murda is a minimum But lately I been givin' 'em hell They don't really wanna see me, I'm servin' 'em swell Call me a monster, verse designer, first to bomb ya Leatherface pullin' up in that hearse beside ya Murda, mo murda, mo murda, mo murdered 'em all, k** 'em all Krayzie k** 'em all, they fall It's a lyrical execution We snap faster, we the rap masters Squeeze the gat, blast it, if that's how it got's to be So they better get it ready cause I'm heated Like an AK-47 spittin' bullet f**in' lyrics out of me Well that's somethin, that's crazy Jackson He amazing action, stay in action Rap singin' at ya, I'm blazin' at ya I'm kinda like an automatic aimin' at ya And I don't want a little bit of flame to ashes You know you really truly insane to madness You're never gonna find other n***as more scandalous Than this Midwest blastin, fam'ly [Hook] [Verse 4: Tech N9ne] I am the definition of murda The N9ne is now coming to serve ya You're running but you can't go no furtha Cause I'm running through you with no sign of inertia Gimme the mic and I bet that you duck It's what you betta do when I'm bussin I be flippin, I'm incredible, Never get on my level I'm a k**a with the pedal to the medal You're edible and ya d**h is so inevitable I can take it to ya momma, Ya daddy, in the back of a caddy You cut up in the sack with a baggy and I wanna... Take it out and make it patty You gotta be patty Cause that'll be bad if you decide to mad, Is you gonna? You can listen to me and see I'm the n***a with the ammunition I'm givin the livin a vision of d**h Makin 'em sick and depressed Cause I be givin everything I'm a rebel and I'm still with the quick and the best Makin 'em walk in the business I get up in it to rip and diminish ya Trip and I finish ya Dig it, You really get me livid, I'm bout give it a pivot I'mma stick it so we can differ to sinister I be the chopper that got ya little boppers goin off us Better not let me up on the premises Cause I'm a doctor that's out for the shotaz when I brought ya Be cautious never talk of this nemesis We on top of the hill when it come to the sk** Other rappers are damn jokers They be givin the people comedy But the Tecca N9na misery sh** is Bram Stoker [Hook]