Young Fyre - Ya k**in' Me lyrics

[Intro: Tech N9ne] n***a you came lame, tryin' to obtain fame Making a damn thing but Strange bringin' you samhain's rain Put on blame game, when you in it lame, you can't tame And bane mane with f*gs that's gonna bring insane pain [Hook: Tech N9ne] (2X) (It's so easy) God sent me here to punish you (Believe me) I'm the wrong one to run into (I'm breezy) They tell me ain't nobody cold as you But you, you? Ya k**in' me [Verse 1: Pill] You thought you was nice, but I got news for you, sorta kinda But Pill twice as nice as Rice with the 49ers Can't bring a horror houses, you softer than Dora pouches Smoke a Joker quicker than Batman and torture spouses Can't believe that you can't believe that you ain't as clean and cold as this Drank so we might crank the speed but after we leave you get frozen up, with the lights on You think that you tight cause you got all that ice on? This the right song cause I finish beginners as soon as they turn my mic on, yep But I'll tell you this, f** it, I'll package and mail you this Now open this letter, you hope it's lil' fellow They told me to tap you and tell you quick, b**h! This a mixture of a pistol and some liquor Wrap your mouth around this barrel, guaranteed you drunk quicker, damn! On some Smokey sh**, it's friday with the coldest b**h Poke a b**h shoulder then showed her the door and told her "dip" Oh my bad, I didn't know that was your bottom b**h I do the sh** easy like after eatin' some cottage cheese, damn! [Hook] (2X) [Verse 2: Tech N9ne] I feel this sh**, I bust to my meal ticket I'm up and I ill spit it, I f**s with the Pill n**lets I'm real digits, be walkin' not ville live it Even though that my scrill vicious I'm painted up and still wicked f**, my pen just took a big sh** I don't give a f** cause I'm gonna rip this Everybody that call me devil is gonna get a plague On their families, damnit, he's in the motherf**ing red Tech is sick of people's lack of acknowledgement He was ripping before wack n***as got a scent To the weak ones that stack up your dollars Well, bustin' nuts is where I'm at cause I gotta vent This industry can truly s** a booty This rap is how I snap and hack a loogie, s**er sue me Got straps right in the back, I pack a tooley for ya newbies I crack your n***as hats for acting tooty f**ing fruity Laughing at you wannabes, I'mma hang nooses For dudes that's useless, n***a that's f**ing (Strange Music!) We bang to the boogie, don't sleep on this Stoppin' 'em, a n***a tryin' to eat with a beast Wanna creep up on it but the beef gon' get When you rapping n***as never speak on sh**! [Hook] (2X)