Tech N9ne - Hit Me Back lyrics

[Verse 1: Kutt Calhoun] Who you be n***a, strange and beligerant I'm the definition of stupid crazy and iganant Kutty is always into it, never know when I'm fin to get saucy then get sh** bossy I take the p**y and christen it, pa** it to n***a krizz [?] and pretty soon it's beast f**in your main little squeeze, and won't remember it, each moment intimate freaks moaning, I'm innocent Scream they want it in em. quick please. I won't cum in a b**h And even white hoes want address a brotha, caress a brotha so we just call them careful lovers Oh careful brotha, I used to slide out in the day but I ain't tryin to slide it out with some aid n***a yous feelz me I know they want some of that cloudy and naze so I just tell em and around by way it's gonna k** me [x2] [Hook: Tech N9ne] If ya trippin I'm a hit'cha, betcha won't hit me back When I hit'cha with this tech I bet'cha won't hit me back I know ya hate the way I skeet in the 'lac, three gonn' be in the back with the semi, semi, semi Soo woo woo Soo woo woo Soo woo Soo woo woo Soo woo woo Soo woo (Gonn' be furious when I be checkin you!) Soo woo woo Soo woo woo Soo woo Soo woo woo Soo woo woo Soo woo [Verse2: Tech N9ne] When I got back with the Villians I got this feelin' of togetherness, no better clique was reppin' than harder than Villian I talked to Scooby the general, he told me trippin' was minimal because that the hardest in red, I told him fill me in He told me rock, better yet bob runnin' from Kali from cops to KC and put the red rag and rocks on Scooby'nem Infected the midwest blocks, that was 85 now I'm locked on 57th n got cowards ready to do me in I'm 34 now, and still it's war, how? Beacuse I rep 5 6 and 7 for sure pal And I don't walk with my n***as or talk to my n***as no more, but me and the Villians and Hosses, n***as [?] I'm lost in riches on tour and I'm off in b**hes and who*es and I'm tossin' liquors in Florida and n***as in Denver are sore with us Oh why? Hope the crips and the bloods had n***as die, so how can you look me in the my eye Like cause be, because I ain't smoked the lovely And went to the burrial ground and burried n***as who loved me That's disrespect homie, we got respect only we don't bludgen n***as to d**h when in you jecks homies They put they specs on me glancin at my wrist watch Like I ain't with Deuce n Nick off in this spot Like I ain't got ties to the 5 6 block, real n***as that'll k** you, listenin' to Slipknot Got us bustin' out of a red Impalla n***as better call Africa Bombata Or Ja, Yawe, Jesus, then Allah, cause n***as gonn' whip you like a human piñata [?], I'm a give a n***a necrosses, I'm hopeless when I'm in ya focus just notice my psychosis is the dopest And I'm about to get my n***as back into rap, with they straps in they lap, 57 with the gat, hit me back! [Hook: Tech N9ne] If ya trippin I'm a hit'cha, betcha won't hit me back When I hit'cha with this tech I bet'cha won't hit me back I know ya hate the way I skeet in the 'lac, three gonn' be in the back with the semi, semi, semi Soo woo woo Soo woo woo Soo woo Soo woo woo Soo woo woo Soo woo (Gonn' be furious when I be checkin you!) Soo woo woo Soo woo woo Soo woo Soo woo woo Soo woo woo Soo woo [Verse3: Kutt Calhoun] So I get sh** back before I hit ya back When I click and clack n***a if it's this and that Or a frick and frack Blood I can get you back Soo woo woo Soo woo And you can put a b**h on that I boost the view to prove that you just a batch Matter fact the dude will boost and [?] Oops I mean imposter invision that, better let it it ride or you can never hit me back. n***a [Hook: Tech N9ne] If ya trippin I'm a hit'cha, betcha won't hit me back When I hit'cha with this tech I bet'cha won't hit me back I know ya hate the way I skeet in the 'lac, three gonn' be in the back with the semi, semi, semi Soo woo woo Soo woo woo Soo woo Soo woo woo Soo woo woo Soo woo Soo woo woo Soo woo woo Soo woo Soo woo woo Soo woo woo Soo woo