Tech N9ne - Give It All lyrics

[Hook - Krizz Kaliko:] I wanna give, give it all I said, I said, I said, I said I wanna try to k** everything in my way Everybody say, hey, ey, ey, ey, ey! [Verse 1 - Tech N9ne:] Yep, I'm the one ya heard Reppin rojo on Jimmy Kimmel had some disturbed But n***as know that we ruff and rugged so mums the word Tech N9na face painted look like he come ta purge! Real scorpio, shoot this thing like a Torpedo Rock the rip, no remorse we go Dummy like Mork from Ork, we know And I say that with the utmost respect I bust low to d**h, I must bode the check It's never enough, no for Tech So I get sick with it, I make a b**h dig it Even when I wanna speed it up and I quick-spit it I get a bit wicked up in a battle Tryin to bite a buck, I blabber in his fitted k**in' music get me spiff sitted, I can't piss when it become hard So I need a chick to hit it when I kick a lyric And I'm a murder 'til I'm on the yard (Murder) My verbs are like birds that jerk up and merk the weak twerps You can't hurt the durka First to, insert the work inside of the earth I disperse the curse to reverse ya to the worst of ya venomous Squirt ya mercer (Ugh) Trip not, you see I got the advantage in hip hop Cause rappers sound identical so when N9na's sh** drop I do numbers, I'm the pinnacle so never will it stop Y'all can't beat me doin' nothing, except for Stalkin' these thoughts I spew and s**in' We run this independent game, it ain't no screwin' us When we runnin' everything except our mouth while they blue and sufferin' This on the Bible, I k** any life with a script from this rhyme Music's done divine, this is my rifle There aren't any like it cause this one is N9ne, is a gift from his mind [Hook] [Verse 2 - Pricetag:] Yo, I Got the call from Tech N9ne He needed a**istance from the group with the best rhymes That spit the heat up off of yo a** and grind f** all of them flex rhymes I get love in every city I sack in cause I rep mine Around the world, the girls give me head on tour cause I headline I gotta get fed, I'm fed up, my homies is doin' fair time I look at that clock and all I see is "Go get that bread" time Lost too many soldiers so tears, I gotta shed mine Turn on the radio, hear yo sh**, and oh, it's bedtime I fall asleep, it all is weak, most y'all shouldn't be called MCs Bro, ya discography, you ain't sale cause all of ya talk is cheap Smoke up all the tree, my whip look like it got a fog machine My crib look like a pharmacy, that's prolly why you wanna haul my team [Verse 3 - Oktane:] Livin' facetious, what the hell, why the weed lit I make change where I see fit I don't play like I don't see sh** Yeah, one hunnit, one hunnit, keep it that way and it's a poem And stay away from the hate and keep all yo plays right in motion Bust it, I'm down after the sun and up before it, better know it MVP, most valuable poet, been the coldest, kept it focused Cause you miss every goal you don't shoot for And every time you cut a corner, you make two more The rich is in my life, so I don't have to have the things And listen for the whispers so I don't have to hear the screams And I go hard for what I want, so it's just colors when I dream And then you realize, it's not as scary as it seems Molly's for pussies [Hook] [Verse 4 - Tech N9ne:] Ain't nobody handle me, heated like a candle be Kissin' dirt, ya man'll be for tryin' to dismantle me Music is my weapon, true, loud enough to deafen you Never trip with Tech and crew, be careful who you steppin' to I remember when I was young and I got scars through Right in back of the paddy-wagons and cop cars too Now that I'm flyin' high from a rockstar view Security level let Allahu Akbar through