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need help on the fast part of Check your tempature..here is what I got so far
Check your tempature
Verse 1
I keep my tempature on 74 when im at the crib
79 in the winter time, thats just how I live
But when the homey's call and say let's hit the town
when we do them haters frown
Nigga turn the heat down.
I know we skipped the line
and bitches think we fine
I know your feelin drunk and tough
But you best recline
you dont wanna get stained
Its pain in this lane
Imma check they tempature
they all up in my mix mayne
What up, sucka's
aint no lookin back
I just wanna know
What you nigga's lookin at
I Just come to kick it with the bitches
I aint come for you
If you really want it. yeah
My homies got a gun or two
I take on everyone of you
What chu wanna do
Don't forget I got this whole club on my side
Trippin is dumb of you.
stop everybody whats that sound
It sounds like a hater bout to get the beatdown
With the quick
and why they wanna go and get me pissed
when they know Im with me clique
and a real nigga like mitchey slick
on this henessey, sprite and lemon
Fuck these nigga's, Invite the women
busters wanna incite the grim in
Now you gotta come fight the Crimin...Als
Dont give me that bullshit nigga dont give me no looks
You better get over the shit and better be knowin when to get
??
so you better snap your fingers, and then rock with it
cause if your top spit it, Imma let something hot hit it
about a hundred somethin he looked like he wanted somethin
remmy had him beefey now he look like a honey bun or somethin
Check your tempature
Verse 1
I keep my tempature on 74 when im at the crib
79 in the winter time, thats just how I live
But when the homey's call and say let's hit the town
when we do them haters frown
Nigga turn the heat down.
I know we skipped the line
and bitches think we fine
I know your feelin drunk and tough
But you best recline
you dont wanna get stained
Its pain in this lane
Imma check they tempature
they all up in my mix mayne
What up, sucka's
aint no lookin back
I just wanna know
What you nigga's lookin at
I Just come to kick it with the bitches
I aint come for you
If you really want it. yeah
My homies got a gun or two
I take on everyone of you
What chu wanna do
Don't forget I got this whole club on my side
Trippin is dumb of you.
stop everybody whats that sound
It sounds like a hater bout to get the beatdown
With the quick
and why they wanna go and get me pissed
when they know Im with me clique
and a real nigga like mitchey slick
on this henessey, sprite and lemon
Fuck these nigga's, Invite the women
busters wanna incite the grim in
Now you gotta come fight the Crimin...Als
Dont give me that bullshit nigga dont give me no looks
You better get over the shit and better be knowin when to get
??
so you better snap your fingers, and then rock with it
cause if your top spit it, Imma let something hot hit it
about a hundred somethin he looked like he wanted somethin
remmy had him beefey now he look like a honey bun or somethin
In the trunk
Chours
Threw her in the trunk
was tryin to smash
get her cash
but her mouth was hella fast
so I threw her ass.
In the trunk
and even though she had a big plump rump
I threw her in and let the beat bump
Threw her in the trunk
Threw her in the trunk
was tryin to smash
get her cash
but her mouth was hella fast
so I threw her ass.
In the trunk
and even though she had a big plump rump
I threw her in and let the beat bump
Threw her in the trunk
Verse 1
Ey! 2k11 ridin' solo (Grr)
In the benz on twins hella low pro (grr)
Slangin' Cd's out the trunk for mo' dough
My mojo said (A thick bitch) so I go slow
I pull it over tryin' to get up on her bumper
Wantin to crunch her, so I say baby my new cd is a slumper
It'll make the trunk thunder
Girl you rump give me lumber
up under the sheets I can put you in a real deep slumber
and she said fuck tecca nina didnt feel ah
did everything within my power not to kill her
direspectful bitch Im really wishin' I could grill her
Light in my head and said put her in the trunk man you can steal her (Grr)
I put the hater bitch in a headlock she flippin' out (Grr)
I pop the trunk, she crunk but I aint' bout to chicken out (Grr)
Im sick and tired of being nice and lettin shit go by
She said fuck the Tech N9ne bullshit, So I.
Chours
Threw her in the trunk
was tryin to smash
get her cash
but her mouth was hella fast
so I threw her ass.
In the trunk
and even though she had a big plump rump
I threw her in and let the beat bump
Threw her in the trunk
Threw her in the trunk
was tryin to smash
get her cash
but her mouth was hella fast
so I threw her ass.
In the trunk
and even though she had a big plump rump
I threw her in and let the beat bump
Threw her in the trunk
Verse 2
Im bumpin' Everything that beat like Gangsta shap
I bangs the rap
In her ear till she gives thanks to that (Grr)
Never take a prisoner where you hang your hat
Imma roll around with her in the trunk,
pumpin that Tech N9ne slump till the little bitch feint collaps (Grr)
Imma roll to Topeka
Tecca Nina will reach ya if I gotta double back to Eureka
Crispy flows through my tweeters
Bumpin this ring when I roll through Atita
Wait a minute I think this bitch is tryin to kick a hole through my speakers
Get my gun then I open up the trunk and said
(Get out the God damn trunk)
(Get on the ground)
(Take off you God damn belt)
(Put it around your ankles)
(Imma tie up your wrists Myself)
(I just wanted to drink and shit and show you what the dong will do)
(Bitch...The hell is wrong with you
Ay...The hot sex was not slam dunked
Rode for hours than I stopped right off and brunk
When a bitch talkin crazy like a lost mans chump
?? say
(I THROW A BITCH IN THE GOD DAMN TRUNK)
Chours
Threw her in the trunk
was tryin to smash
get her cash
but her mouth was hella fast
so I threw her ass.
In the trunk
and even though she had a big plump rump
I threw her in and let the beat bump
Threw her in the trunk
Threw her in the trunk
was tryin to smash
get her cash
but her mouth was hella fast
so I threw her ass.
In the trunk
and even though she had a big plump rump
I threw her in and let the beat bump
Threw her in the trunk
Verse 3
Ay!...hours turned to days
Days turned to weeks
Had to drill holes in the trunk so she could drink and eat (Grr)
Whatever I stuffed through the holes,
Hot dogs and hoes hoes
Kidnapped on the low low
Spoke no mo
Oh no
Go slow then a po po
I gotta ditch this
Bitch with the quickness
Man I Just remembered this Benzo was lifted
from ? park
Thats where Im bout to go dart
Let her know art
for the evil bitch and brainless witch
with no heart
It got so dark
(News)
It's been fun momma
fed her my catalog like adderall
Fucked up in the trunk with rump is how I had her yall
In a ditch
Walked back to the trunk wicked is how I sounded
Whispered "I bet you like Tech N9ne now bitch"
(News outro)
Chours
Threw her in the trunk
was tryin to smash
get her cash
but her mouth was hella fast
so I threw her ass.
In the trunk
and even though she had a big plump rump
I threw her in and let the beat bump
Threw her in the trunk
Threw her in the trunk
was tryin to smash
get her cash
but her mouth was hella fast
so I threw her ass.
In the trunk
and even though she had a big plump rump
I threw her in and let the beat bump
Threw her in the trunk
Verse 1
Ey! 2k11 ridin' solo (Grr)
In the benz on twins hella low pro (grr)
Slangin' Cd's out the trunk for mo' dough
My mojo said (A thick bitch) so I go slow
I pull it over tryin' to get up on her bumper
Wantin to crunch her, so I say baby my new cd is a slumper
It'll make the trunk thunder
Girl you rump give me lumber
up under the sheets I can put you in a real deep slumber
and she said fuck tecca nina didnt feel ah
did everything within my power not to kill her
direspectful bitch Im really wishin' I could grill her
Light in my head and said put her in the trunk man you can steal her (Grr)
I put the hater bitch in a headlock she flippin' out (Grr)
I pop the trunk, she crunk but I aint' bout to chicken out (Grr)
Im sick and tired of being nice and lettin shit go by
She said fuck the Tech N9ne bullshit, So I.
Chours
Threw her in the trunk
was tryin to smash
get her cash
but her mouth was hella fast
so I threw her ass.
In the trunk
and even though she had a big plump rump
I threw her in and let the beat bump
Threw her in the trunk
Threw her in the trunk
was tryin to smash
get her cash
but her mouth was hella fast
so I threw her ass.
In the trunk
and even though she had a big plump rump
I threw her in and let the beat bump
Threw her in the trunk
Verse 2
Im bumpin' Everything that beat like Gangsta shap
I bangs the rap
In her ear till she gives thanks to that (Grr)
Never take a prisoner where you hang your hat
Imma roll around with her in the trunk,
pumpin that Tech N9ne slump till the little bitch feint collaps (Grr)
Imma roll to Topeka
Tecca Nina will reach ya if I gotta double back to Eureka
Crispy flows through my tweeters
Bumpin this ring when I roll through Atita
Wait a minute I think this bitch is tryin to kick a hole through my speakers
Get my gun then I open up the trunk and said
(Get out the God damn trunk)
(Get on the ground)
(Take off you God damn belt)
(Put it around your ankles)
(Imma tie up your wrists Myself)
(I just wanted to drink and shit and show you what the dong will do)
(Bitch...The hell is wrong with you
Ay...The hot sex was not slam dunked
Rode for hours than I stopped right off and brunk
When a bitch talkin crazy like a lost mans chump
?? say
(I THROW A BITCH IN THE GOD DAMN TRUNK)
Chours
Threw her in the trunk
was tryin to smash
get her cash
but her mouth was hella fast
so I threw her ass.
In the trunk
and even though she had a big plump rump
I threw her in and let the beat bump
Threw her in the trunk
Threw her in the trunk
was tryin to smash
get her cash
but her mouth was hella fast
so I threw her ass.
In the trunk
and even though she had a big plump rump
I threw her in and let the beat bump
Threw her in the trunk
Verse 3
Ay!...hours turned to days
Days turned to weeks
Had to drill holes in the trunk so she could drink and eat (Grr)
Whatever I stuffed through the holes,
Hot dogs and hoes hoes
Kidnapped on the low low
Spoke no mo
Oh no
Go slow then a po po
I gotta ditch this
Bitch with the quickness
Man I Just remembered this Benzo was lifted
from ? park
Thats where Im bout to go dart
Let her know art
for the evil bitch and brainless witch
with no heart
It got so dark
(News)
It's been fun momma
fed her my catalog like adderall
Fucked up in the trunk with rump is how I had her yall
In a ditch
Walked back to the trunk wicked is how I sounded
Whispered "I bet you like Tech N9ne now bitch"
(News outro)
Copied from btnhboard, thanks Identity-x
When I was one, and a two, and a three, and a four/ I knew, I was special one who a little more/ And they, wondered why I was plumb rotten to the core/ It was nothin but an itty bitty demon/
Theres a demon inside'a me can I kill it?
Hell naw!
Can I kill it?
Hell naw!
Can I kill it?
Hell naw!
Theres a demon inside'a me can I kill it?
Hell naw!
Can I kill it?
Hell naw!
Can I kill it?
Hell naw!
(Tech N9ne)
Yo, it make me wanna drink a lot/ Go up in the pink with knot/ This the reason I aint ease n currently on the brink of pot/ This the reason I sit at the window with the milli wishin a nigga gonn' come break in/ It is the reason I be freakin the women deep in love, makin her sin cuz I done they friend/ It is the reason I bang/ It is definetly the reason I slang, distributed the caine/ The reason I'm super soakin in the pain/ N startin to love it/ Its wantin to give me way more of it/ They want me lug it through the mud n thus the reason with happy people I'm discusted/ I'm talkin about those thangs that make you do bad thangs/ Live in the evil up in the fast lane/ Makin me wanna have a wicked persona of beatin the hell up outta people makin me mad, mane/ Gave me the gun when I ran up on dealas at 9th grade, with a slight rage/ It was ice age/ Another reason Tecca Ninna wont have any light days/ Voted me the King of Darkness/ Molded me to be really heartless/ All up in my spirit they march, they makin me start sparkin another target/ woke up today, I was steamin/ Cuz when I found I was not dreamin/ Because the host that influence me the most was a goddamn demon, demon, demon/
When I was one, and a two, and a three, and a four/ I knew, I was special one who a little more/ And they, wondered why I was plumb rotten to the core/ It was nothin but an itty bitty demon/
Theres a demon inside'a me can I kill it?
Hell naw!
Can I kill it?
Hell naw!
Can I kill it?
Hell naw!
Theres a demon inside'a me can I kill it?
Hell naw!
Can I kill it?
Hell naw!
Can I kill it?
Hell naw!
(DJ Paul)
See its a demon inside'a me n I'm thinkin its that dope/ Its got me doin shit a nigga never'a never even done befoe/ It got me kickin the doo'/ Of folks I don't even know/ Straight wildin/ 9-11 time a fuckin thousand/ Buck like burkly housin, my glock is so erousin/ Make you stand a'ten hut the way that bitch be shoutin/ Somethin like a scary movie, nigga but I'm scarier/ Bury ya, Memphis Tenn black Heaven area/ Buck nigga, get buck bitch, get wit' mey/ N I'mma show ya how this Tripple 6'll get sillay/ Psycho, like no, other individual/ Glock with the red beam to keep you in my visual/ Three 6, n Tech Ninna, would'a like an Aquafina? Desert Eagle, 50 cal, tell me have ya seen'a - pussy juice, still on my shit/ From this hoe I just raped/ In a fuckin hustla face, shot him in his fuckin face/
When I was one, and a two, and a three, and a four/ I knew, I was special one who a little more/ And they, wondered why I was plumb rotten to the core/ It was nothin but an itty bitty demon/
Theres a demon inside'a me can I kill it?
Hell naw!
Can I kill it?
Hell naw!
Can I kill it?
Hell naw!
Theres a demon inside'a me can I kill it?
Hell naw!
Can I kill it?
Hell naw!
Can I kill it?
Hell naw!
(Juicy J)
This fish food powder will make you hype/ Go into a bar, get into bar fights/ Have you walkin around all night/ Lookin like a fool like somethin aint right/ That extacy pill will make you feel it/ Look at a bitch, girl you gonn' get it/ You wanna act kinda funny with me, you can suck my dick til I nutt on titties/ Loritab top pills, any kinda pills, vicodin, xanax, ambien, yeah/ All geeked up, wash it down with a beer/ Did it to myself, nigga its your year/ Nigga I party like a goddamn fool/ Back yard barbeque, hoes in the pool/ Jacked like a muthafucka, stressed like a muthafucka, this my life nigga, so fuck you/ These funk niggas cant trust niggas, you'll get lit up nigga, get stuck nigga/ These choppas buck nigga, nigga buck nigga all in yo guts nigga, nigga guts/ A liquor store gatta get the dough, walked in with the fo' get em on the floo' nigga, I'm so damn cold/ I aint tryin fold nigga, I kick in doo's if ya got the go nigga/ Yeah we murda, put the clip in, (?check a list?) put the head in?) Kill and kill, buck your children/ Kidnap her for half a million/ Juicy J, yea I'm the realest in the game I'm gonna get it/ Coke n weed n plenty women/ Yeah I'm out herr makin that killin
When I was one, and a two, and a three, and a four/ I knew, I was special one who a little more/ And they, wondered why I was plumb rotten to the core/ It was nothin but an itty bitty demon/
Theres a demon inside'a me can I kill it?
Hell naw!
Can I kill it?
Hell naw!
Can I kill it?
Hell naw!
Theres a demon inside'a me can I kill it?
Hell naw!
Can I kill it?
Hell naw!
Can I kill it?
Hell naw!
(Tech N9ne
No where to run-u-un
No where to hi-i-ide
Demon in si-i-ide
No where to run-u-un
No where to hi-i-ide
Demon in si-i-ide
When I was one, and a two, and a three, and a four/ I knew, I was special one who a little more/ And they, wondered why I was plumb rotten to the core/ It was nothin but an itty bitty demon/
Theres a demon inside'a me can I kill it?
Hell naw!
Can I kill it?
Hell naw!
Can I kill it?
Hell naw!
Theres a demon inside'a me can I kill it?
Hell naw!
Can I kill it?
Hell naw!
Can I kill it?
Hell naw!
(Tech N9ne)
Yo, it make me wanna drink a lot/ Go up in the pink with knot/ This the reason I aint ease n currently on the brink of pot/ This the reason I sit at the window with the milli wishin a nigga gonn' come break in/ It is the reason I be freakin the women deep in love, makin her sin cuz I done they friend/ It is the reason I bang/ It is definetly the reason I slang, distributed the caine/ The reason I'm super soakin in the pain/ N startin to love it/ Its wantin to give me way more of it/ They want me lug it through the mud n thus the reason with happy people I'm discusted/ I'm talkin about those thangs that make you do bad thangs/ Live in the evil up in the fast lane/ Makin me wanna have a wicked persona of beatin the hell up outta people makin me mad, mane/ Gave me the gun when I ran up on dealas at 9th grade, with a slight rage/ It was ice age/ Another reason Tecca Ninna wont have any light days/ Voted me the King of Darkness/ Molded me to be really heartless/ All up in my spirit they march, they makin me start sparkin another target/ woke up today, I was steamin/ Cuz when I found I was not dreamin/ Because the host that influence me the most was a goddamn demon, demon, demon/
When I was one, and a two, and a three, and a four/ I knew, I was special one who a little more/ And they, wondered why I was plumb rotten to the core/ It was nothin but an itty bitty demon/
Theres a demon inside'a me can I kill it?
Hell naw!
Can I kill it?
Hell naw!
Can I kill it?
Hell naw!
Theres a demon inside'a me can I kill it?
Hell naw!
Can I kill it?
Hell naw!
Can I kill it?
Hell naw!
(DJ Paul)
See its a demon inside'a me n I'm thinkin its that dope/ Its got me doin shit a nigga never'a never even done befoe/ It got me kickin the doo'/ Of folks I don't even know/ Straight wildin/ 9-11 time a fuckin thousand/ Buck like burkly housin, my glock is so erousin/ Make you stand a'ten hut the way that bitch be shoutin/ Somethin like a scary movie, nigga but I'm scarier/ Bury ya, Memphis Tenn black Heaven area/ Buck nigga, get buck bitch, get wit' mey/ N I'mma show ya how this Tripple 6'll get sillay/ Psycho, like no, other individual/ Glock with the red beam to keep you in my visual/ Three 6, n Tech Ninna, would'a like an Aquafina? Desert Eagle, 50 cal, tell me have ya seen'a - pussy juice, still on my shit/ From this hoe I just raped/ In a fuckin hustla face, shot him in his fuckin face/
When I was one, and a two, and a three, and a four/ I knew, I was special one who a little more/ And they, wondered why I was plumb rotten to the core/ It was nothin but an itty bitty demon/
Theres a demon inside'a me can I kill it?
Hell naw!
Can I kill it?
Hell naw!
Can I kill it?
Hell naw!
Theres a demon inside'a me can I kill it?
Hell naw!
Can I kill it?
Hell naw!
Can I kill it?
Hell naw!
(Juicy J)
This fish food powder will make you hype/ Go into a bar, get into bar fights/ Have you walkin around all night/ Lookin like a fool like somethin aint right/ That extacy pill will make you feel it/ Look at a bitch, girl you gonn' get it/ You wanna act kinda funny with me, you can suck my dick til I nutt on titties/ Loritab top pills, any kinda pills, vicodin, xanax, ambien, yeah/ All geeked up, wash it down with a beer/ Did it to myself, nigga its your year/ Nigga I party like a goddamn fool/ Back yard barbeque, hoes in the pool/ Jacked like a muthafucka, stressed like a muthafucka, this my life nigga, so fuck you/ These funk niggas cant trust niggas, you'll get lit up nigga, get stuck nigga/ These choppas buck nigga, nigga buck nigga all in yo guts nigga, nigga guts/ A liquor store gatta get the dough, walked in with the fo' get em on the floo' nigga, I'm so damn cold/ I aint tryin fold nigga, I kick in doo's if ya got the go nigga/ Yeah we murda, put the clip in, (?check a list?) put the head in?) Kill and kill, buck your children/ Kidnap her for half a million/ Juicy J, yea I'm the realest in the game I'm gonna get it/ Coke n weed n plenty women/ Yeah I'm out herr makin that killin
When I was one, and a two, and a three, and a four/ I knew, I was special one who a little more/ And they, wondered why I was plumb rotten to the core/ It was nothin but an itty bitty demon/
Theres a demon inside'a me can I kill it?
Hell naw!
Can I kill it?
Hell naw!
Can I kill it?
Hell naw!
Theres a demon inside'a me can I kill it?
Hell naw!
Can I kill it?
Hell naw!
Can I kill it?
Hell naw!
(Tech N9ne
No where to run-u-un
No where to hi-i-ide
Demon in si-i-ide
No where to run-u-un
No where to hi-i-ide
Demon in si-i-ide
Check your Temperature
I keep my temperature at 74 when I'm in the crib/ And 79 in the winter time, thats just how I live/ But when the homies call n say lets hit the town, when we do them haters frown, nigga turn the heat down/ I know we skip the line, n bitches think we fine/ I know you feelin drunk n tough, but you best recline/ You don't wanna get stained/ Its pain in this lane/ I'mma check they temperature, they all up in my mix mane/ Whuttup? Suckas! Aint no lookin back! I just wanna know, whut'chu niggas lookin at?
I just come to kick it with the bitches, I aint come for you/ If you really want it, yeah my homies got a gun or too/ I take on every one of you, whut'chu wanna do/ Don't forget I got this whole club on my side, trippin is dumb'a you/
Stop, everybody, whuts that sound? It sound like a haters bout to get the beat down/ With the quick. N why they wanna go n get me pissed, when they know I'm with me clique n a real nigga like mitch he's slick/
On this Hennessy, sprite n lemon, fuck these niggas, invite the women/ Bustas wanna insight the grimin, now ya gatta invite the crimin-als/ Don't gimmie that bullshit, nigga dont gimmie no looks/ Ya better get over the shit, a veterin knowin'll pathetic n let up fuckin ya hit me up cuz/ So ya better snap ya fangers/ And then rrock with it/ Cuz if ya chops spit it/ I'mma let somethin hot hit it/ Bout a hundred somethin, he looked like he wanted somethin/ Remey had him beefy, now he look like a honey bun or somethin/
AYE why they always gatta trip wit'cha/ I'm mindin my bidness, now I gatta check yo temperature/
AYE, playa hater may ya (?)/ Make me lose it if ya heated when I check ya temperature/
AYE Now I aint come to play games, so why ya gatta go n make me check ya temperature mane/
AYE N I guess we all gonn' bang, if ya heated when I check ya temperature mane/
I keep my temperature at 74 when I'm in the crib/ And 79 in the winter time, thats just how I live/ But when the homies call n say lets hit the town, when we do them haters frown, nigga turn the heat down/ I know we skip the line, n bitches think we fine/ I know you feelin drunk n tough, but you best recline/ You don't wanna get stained/ Its pain in this lane/ I'mma check they temperature, they all up in my mix mane/ Whuttup? Suckas! Aint no lookin back! I just wanna know, whut'chu niggas lookin at?
I just come to kick it with the bitches, I aint come for you/ If you really want it, yeah my homies got a gun or too/ I take on every one of you, whut'chu wanna do/ Don't forget I got this whole club on my side, trippin is dumb'a you/
Stop, everybody, whuts that sound? It sound like a haters bout to get the beat down/ With the quick. N why they wanna go n get me pissed, when they know I'm with me clique n a real nigga like mitch he's slick/
On this Hennessy, sprite n lemon, fuck these niggas, invite the women/ Bustas wanna insight the grimin, now ya gatta invite the crimin-als/ Don't gimmie that bullshit, nigga dont gimmie no looks/ Ya better get over the shit, a veterin knowin'll pathetic n let up fuckin ya hit me up cuz/ So ya better snap ya fangers/ And then rrock with it/ Cuz if ya chops spit it/ I'mma let somethin hot hit it/ Bout a hundred somethin, he looked like he wanted somethin/ Remey had him beefy, now he look like a honey bun or somethin/
AYE why they always gatta trip wit'cha/ I'm mindin my bidness, now I gatta check yo temperature/
AYE, playa hater may ya (?)/ Make me lose it if ya heated when I check ya temperature/
AYE Now I aint come to play games, so why ya gatta go n make me check ya temperature mane/
AYE N I guess we all gonn' bang, if ya heated when I check ya temperature mane/
B-Boy
(Tech)
Swing first, I'mma destroy - you a curse/
I'm a B. Boy
Cherried up, got em p-noid. Let the whole world know;
I'm a B. Boy!
Swing first, I'mma destroy - you a curse/
I'm a B. Boy
Cherried up, got em p-noid. Let the whole world know;
I'm a B. Boy
(Big Scoob)
I watched Snoop doit. He let that blue flag hang/ So watch Scoob doit. I let the brown rag swang/ Middle Douce to it/ Boy thats just a five six thang/ Now saWOOP WOOP/ Thats how we rep this gang/ I aint new to it/ Vill I got that bang in my veins/ N I'm true to it, all I know is bang-in n caine/ So get used to it, validation, now I'm with Strange/ Oh you feelin off the block with the center of them flames/
(Kutt)
I pledge alegencs to the flag, to my united hoods of dowmuatries/ Was certified, around the town bangin was so influencin n I met it with my heart, a vendetta, in hopes of unity/ N left out with a family of 40 cal n a newer me
(Krizz)
Douce clique represent red rag regement, red-rum replicet rips run reckrence rest wont recomend refs dont let you in, red ride the warriors we rectified the testiment/ (saWoop) we
(Tech)
Swing first, I'mma destroy - you a curse/
I'm a B. Boy
Cherried up, got em p-noid. Let the whole world know;
I'm a B. Boy!
Swing first, I'mma destroy - you a curse/
I'm a B. Boy
Cherried up, got em p-noid. Let the whole world know;
I'm a B. Boy
(Skatterman)
Five ten, two thirty five, hell of a left hook/ Niggas think the FEDs came n got me when they got west crook/ A vet look, pull up stuntin, n get ya vet took/ Or we can stand e mono e mono, n get ya vest whooped/ Knuckle up knuckle head niggas been with this knuckle game/ Still fuck with Scoob, Kutt, n Kalli, baby ain't nothin changed/ (STRANGE!!) I ride for'em with out the paper work, n organize drive bys to have you n ya neighbor hurt/ Or send a couple guys to have you n ya neighbor murked/ To show you I aint playin, fuck around, n knock ya neighbor first/ This Skatterman, pussy, more than just a verse, son/ Who you think Tech gonn' call to make sure that the dirt get done? Red cap, red shirt, red shoe strings/ My 45 is a bitch n I think she havin mood swings/ You think them boys got guns, watch whut you do bring/ Fully auto AR 15'll wipe out the blue team/
(Tech)
Swing first, I'mma destroy - you a curse/
I'm a B. Boy
Cherried up, got em p-noid. Let the whole world know;
I'm a B. Boy!
Swing first, I'mma destroy - you a curse/
I'm a B. Boy
Cherried up, got em p-noid. Let the whole world know;
I'm a B. Boy
Beats bangin, better bring it big or bounce bitch/ Bout to blast it n blood in back'a the black brick/ Boss ballin been breakin bread n biquets bre/ and Beautiful biancas, bideos, n bangas with big B/ Now before brilliancs, blessed to be buildin it/ Best in this bario, bane, n bizarre more bills in this/ Bankin this babies be blingin n his boo be the BIG booty, big bust, be in'is benzo bronze'll get big bucks/ I'm a black babboon, bring me bags of bananas/ Bonified billy badass with a brown bandana/ Been gone on Bicardi, bulu, but I'm bout to be bigger bit/ Better break if you bust up before I'm blowed n biligerent/ Six Douce spreads big in it, I'm bloated n blimpy/ Broads be blowin me in the back of the black Bently/ Never been about no babbelin, I'm bringin no bootsy, but I been in Bay with Big Von, like sha-boob-a-la-boopy/
(Bumpy Knuckles)
Yo, its the OG Bumpy Knucks, knucks, I rolls with them B-Boys. B-walkin down, strapped up-up/ You can talk that killa shit if you, my nigga spit it, guarentee you gonn' get clapped up-up/ See I'm the beast, you the bitch, I'm better battlin babe/ Me n the blood Tech Ninna saddled up-up/ And for the record nigga, check mines n you will find that I shoot legendary status, leave ya fu-fu/ C'mon. To be like Bumps you got to be a big ball breaker/ Crack a nigga whole act, I'm like a jaw breaker/ Knock you out, n hit them pockets like a cold hand/ I'm bus' yo muthafuckin shit, n I'm an old man! They said my music was strange until I made me some change, n now they ridin my nuts-nuts/ Tech N9ne's out the window, you see my KC killas ridin by, yall niggas better duck-duck!
(Tech)
Swing first, I'mma destroy - you a curse/
I'm a B. Boy
Cherried up, got em p-noid. Let the whole world know;
I'm a B. Boy!
Swing first, I'mma destroy - you a curse/
I'm a B. Boy
Cherried up, got em p-noid. Let the whole world know;
I'm a B. Boy
(Tech)
Swing first, I'mma destroy - you a curse/
I'm a B. Boy
Cherried up, got em p-noid. Let the whole world know;
I'm a B. Boy!
Swing first, I'mma destroy - you a curse/
I'm a B. Boy
Cherried up, got em p-noid. Let the whole world know;
I'm a B. Boy
(Big Scoob)
I watched Snoop doit. He let that blue flag hang/ So watch Scoob doit. I let the brown rag swang/ Middle Douce to it/ Boy thats just a five six thang/ Now saWOOP WOOP/ Thats how we rep this gang/ I aint new to it/ Vill I got that bang in my veins/ N I'm true to it, all I know is bang-in n caine/ So get used to it, validation, now I'm with Strange/ Oh you feelin off the block with the center of them flames/
(Kutt)
I pledge alegencs to the flag, to my united hoods of dowmuatries/ Was certified, around the town bangin was so influencin n I met it with my heart, a vendetta, in hopes of unity/ N left out with a family of 40 cal n a newer me
(Krizz)
Douce clique represent red rag regement, red-rum replicet rips run reckrence rest wont recomend refs dont let you in, red ride the warriors we rectified the testiment/ (saWoop) we
(Tech)
Swing first, I'mma destroy - you a curse/
I'm a B. Boy
Cherried up, got em p-noid. Let the whole world know;
I'm a B. Boy!
Swing first, I'mma destroy - you a curse/
I'm a B. Boy
Cherried up, got em p-noid. Let the whole world know;
I'm a B. Boy
(Skatterman)
Five ten, two thirty five, hell of a left hook/ Niggas think the FEDs came n got me when they got west crook/ A vet look, pull up stuntin, n get ya vet took/ Or we can stand e mono e mono, n get ya vest whooped/ Knuckle up knuckle head niggas been with this knuckle game/ Still fuck with Scoob, Kutt, n Kalli, baby ain't nothin changed/ (STRANGE!!) I ride for'em with out the paper work, n organize drive bys to have you n ya neighbor hurt/ Or send a couple guys to have you n ya neighbor murked/ To show you I aint playin, fuck around, n knock ya neighbor first/ This Skatterman, pussy, more than just a verse, son/ Who you think Tech gonn' call to make sure that the dirt get done? Red cap, red shirt, red shoe strings/ My 45 is a bitch n I think she havin mood swings/ You think them boys got guns, watch whut you do bring/ Fully auto AR 15'll wipe out the blue team/
(Tech)
Swing first, I'mma destroy - you a curse/
I'm a B. Boy
Cherried up, got em p-noid. Let the whole world know;
I'm a B. Boy!
Swing first, I'mma destroy - you a curse/
I'm a B. Boy
Cherried up, got em p-noid. Let the whole world know;
I'm a B. Boy
Beats bangin, better bring it big or bounce bitch/ Bout to blast it n blood in back'a the black brick/ Boss ballin been breakin bread n biquets bre/ and Beautiful biancas, bideos, n bangas with big B/ Now before brilliancs, blessed to be buildin it/ Best in this bario, bane, n bizarre more bills in this/ Bankin this babies be blingin n his boo be the BIG booty, big bust, be in'is benzo bronze'll get big bucks/ I'm a black babboon, bring me bags of bananas/ Bonified billy badass with a brown bandana/ Been gone on Bicardi, bulu, but I'm bout to be bigger bit/ Better break if you bust up before I'm blowed n biligerent/ Six Douce spreads big in it, I'm bloated n blimpy/ Broads be blowin me in the back of the black Bently/ Never been about no babbelin, I'm bringin no bootsy, but I been in Bay with Big Von, like sha-boob-a-la-boopy/
(Bumpy Knuckles)
Yo, its the OG Bumpy Knucks, knucks, I rolls with them B-Boys. B-walkin down, strapped up-up/ You can talk that killa shit if you, my nigga spit it, guarentee you gonn' get clapped up-up/ See I'm the beast, you the bitch, I'm better battlin babe/ Me n the blood Tech Ninna saddled up-up/ And for the record nigga, check mines n you will find that I shoot legendary status, leave ya fu-fu/ C'mon. To be like Bumps you got to be a big ball breaker/ Crack a nigga whole act, I'm like a jaw breaker/ Knock you out, n hit them pockets like a cold hand/ I'm bus' yo muthafuckin shit, n I'm an old man! They said my music was strange until I made me some change, n now they ridin my nuts-nuts/ Tech N9ne's out the window, you see my KC killas ridin by, yall niggas better duck-duck!
(Tech)
Swing first, I'mma destroy - you a curse/
I'm a B. Boy
Cherried up, got em p-noid. Let the whole world know;
I'm a B. Boy!
Swing first, I'mma destroy - you a curse/
I'm a B. Boy
Cherried up, got em p-noid. Let the whole world know;
I'm a B. Boy
Hunterish
You're one hunder-ed, we so hunter-ish
You're one hunder-ed, we so hunter-ish
(Tech)
Unga bunga bunga, ingda bing da bunga/ Its fun ta hunt the cunt ta ding the ding ta feed muh hunga/ I jump on a bitch, pump on a chick, crunch n munch on a clit, dunk on a dick, somethin sunk in it quick, krump in it bit, humpin the Ninna, bring the thunda/ I be the king'a kung, up in ya spleen, the weenas on ya/ I - eat it up like sufamunda, cheese between lisagna/ I - skeet it up, n giddy up, fiend fa cream, va-geena tongue/ Then feed the need, we lump fa huntas, easily we done ya/
The gal sho look like fuck food ta me, might as well, bitch, I know you suck dudes for free/ I can smell slit, when I'm in lust to a degree/ If the shell fits, I'm the dust, you is dibres, trick/ If you one hunder-ed, we so hunter-ish/ We come for the wonder chicks, whos buns're thick to make my lumber spit/ And my whole crew hunt/ Want some'a that new chum/ Kerri Hilson, sho looks good/ Taste good too punk/
You're one hunder-ed, we so hunter-ish
(Irv Da Phenom)
(?) take notice I'm approachin, scopin out where the cushion at/ snatch her out this habitat, soon as I stab my hook in that/ Can't stop lickin my chops, watchin her walk, n now I'm look at - them pair of apple bottoms n that bomb donka that she put in that/
I got bottle full'a captain n jack, n I'm ready to get it crackin, baby now tell me whut'chu wanna do/ I got a package full a magnums thats back at the pad if you wanna attack, then I'mma be strapped up for you/
And all ya home girls, baby bring the whole hurd! Its open season for pillow squeezin, n leavin toes curled/ Inebriated, slightly faded, time to get it poppin/ Pull u p the bus, open the doors, n all the bunnies hop in/ Show me her naval ring, said theres one more underneath it/ Tech I don't believe, Kalli whut you think?
(LET ME SEE IT!)
The newest member of the Drill Team/ I'm on the prowl/ Just a wiff'a the feminin scent I'm equpin for infinite pimpin, its goin down/ See baby girl, I'll beat it up, and put it in a headlock/ When I snap n go primevil on that ass, makin the bed rock/
You're one hunder-ed, we so hunter-ish
(Krizz)
I'm a sexual preditor, better alert the neighbors/ Cuz they desprite house wives, is just my flavor/ Darth Vadar, pullin out my light saber/ And they like my hard candy covered now and later/ Spear chuck'a mutha (HEY!) I'm a hunta, gathera/ Lookin for a super soaka n lofa ladderal/ Bend'er over then ya stroke her, I mean ya stabbin'er/ Get to pokin, get to strokin, I mean ya ravage'r/ (?migowa?) I'm eatin bush babies right out the showa/ Dine with me n N9ne, byin fine wine/ We devour ya, carnivourish niggerish/ I gobble the top ya like it was licorish/ I even tell fat girls (HEY!) come here, are ya ticklish? Dirk Diggler, might hurt'cha but might fit'cha/ Honey want a hunt'cha just ta hit'cha/ S'go on, take a chance, when I advance, don't freeze up/ Somethin in ya pants I wanna beat up/ Cuz, ya-ya-ya-
You're one hunder-ed, we so hunter-ish
You're one hunder-ed, we so hunter-ish
You're one hunder-ed, we so hunter-ish
(Tech)
Unga bunga bunga, ingda bing da bunga/ Its fun ta hunt the cunt ta ding the ding ta feed muh hunga/ I jump on a bitch, pump on a chick, crunch n munch on a clit, dunk on a dick, somethin sunk in it quick, krump in it bit, humpin the Ninna, bring the thunda/ I be the king'a kung, up in ya spleen, the weenas on ya/ I - eat it up like sufamunda, cheese between lisagna/ I - skeet it up, n giddy up, fiend fa cream, va-geena tongue/ Then feed the need, we lump fa huntas, easily we done ya/
The gal sho look like fuck food ta me, might as well, bitch, I know you suck dudes for free/ I can smell slit, when I'm in lust to a degree/ If the shell fits, I'm the dust, you is dibres, trick/ If you one hunder-ed, we so hunter-ish/ We come for the wonder chicks, whos buns're thick to make my lumber spit/ And my whole crew hunt/ Want some'a that new chum/ Kerri Hilson, sho looks good/ Taste good too punk/
You're one hunder-ed, we so hunter-ish
(Irv Da Phenom)
(?) take notice I'm approachin, scopin out where the cushion at/ snatch her out this habitat, soon as I stab my hook in that/ Can't stop lickin my chops, watchin her walk, n now I'm look at - them pair of apple bottoms n that bomb donka that she put in that/
I got bottle full'a captain n jack, n I'm ready to get it crackin, baby now tell me whut'chu wanna do/ I got a package full a magnums thats back at the pad if you wanna attack, then I'mma be strapped up for you/
And all ya home girls, baby bring the whole hurd! Its open season for pillow squeezin, n leavin toes curled/ Inebriated, slightly faded, time to get it poppin/ Pull u p the bus, open the doors, n all the bunnies hop in/ Show me her naval ring, said theres one more underneath it/ Tech I don't believe, Kalli whut you think?
(LET ME SEE IT!)
The newest member of the Drill Team/ I'm on the prowl/ Just a wiff'a the feminin scent I'm equpin for infinite pimpin, its goin down/ See baby girl, I'll beat it up, and put it in a headlock/ When I snap n go primevil on that ass, makin the bed rock/
You're one hunder-ed, we so hunter-ish
(Krizz)
I'm a sexual preditor, better alert the neighbors/ Cuz they desprite house wives, is just my flavor/ Darth Vadar, pullin out my light saber/ And they like my hard candy covered now and later/ Spear chuck'a mutha (HEY!) I'm a hunta, gathera/ Lookin for a super soaka n lofa ladderal/ Bend'er over then ya stroke her, I mean ya stabbin'er/ Get to pokin, get to strokin, I mean ya ravage'r/ (?migowa?) I'm eatin bush babies right out the showa/ Dine with me n N9ne, byin fine wine/ We devour ya, carnivourish niggerish/ I gobble the top ya like it was licorish/ I even tell fat girls (HEY!) come here, are ya ticklish? Dirk Diggler, might hurt'cha but might fit'cha/ Honey want a hunt'cha just ta hit'cha/ S'go on, take a chance, when I advance, don't freeze up/ Somethin in ya pants I wanna beat up/ Cuz, ya-ya-ya-
You're one hunder-ed, we so hunter-ish
Killing You
This is what I have on so far, I know there's some things wrong with it so help me out if you can
I was born a beast, you don't wanna meet
I'm the worst, alot women see the demon in me
Still they wanna a piece, they want me chronicly
Alot of them are really searchin for the semen in me
I let em know that the fun of lust demon
I wanna be bust kitty, I rub em, I love many
They trust me with the cunt, I thrust plenty
I jump to the next city, they wantin me, just kidding
But I could never tell a lie, if you look into my eyes
You can see that I'm an ANGEL....DEMON
Lookin for the love in every eye, makin you wanna cry
Spirit will be STRANGLED....SCREAMIN
I am a serial killer when it come to heart breakin
Hate and the fury, you better ?? and it starts makin
Everything wrong, everything's gone
So why do you say you want forever ding dong
That just will make me much meaner
That's a mistake to love Nina
It sucks to hate the one thing that makes ya cum clean
That breaks and just leave ya
I'm just a fucked up individual
I love lust and crushin in an interval
Plus bust ya guts off in a centerfold
Eating, I'm eating it up just like a dinner roll
Should've kept away like I told ya
How can you press to stay when I'm rover
I think it's safe to say that my face to lay
And Imma waste away when I'm older
So just step and give me the cold shoulder
Cuz I'm a mess, the Nina's the most vulgar
And I'm a threat, ya never get no closure
My kiss is killin you, you wake up and it's over
Why can't you see me
For the animal I am
I want you
Expose my beast inside yes
I know you're willing to (willing to)
You take my invitation in
They all told ya never to take me in
Why can't you wake up and see
That I am killing you (killing you)
I never knew I, had to be so cold
Inside of me's so froze, gotta be no soul
Because when a lady want me in oak mode
I put on my ghost clothes and get on my closed road
I'm tryin to tell you that I'm sick in the insefalon
I thought I could do but, but I guess I'm wicked never ??
As long as I'm chasin the gold like a leprachaun
My heart'll be kept in cold ice and teflon
I'm sick wit it, I'm brick wit it, I'm twistin it
10 times outta 10 if ya lookin for wher it stems
I guarantee that you're gonna find a bitch did it
But I'm takin it back I won't blame it on you
Cuz I be the one that be gamin on you
Famous and henious the painin you do
Cuz I'm blatenly playin and layin the crew
I ain't proud of what I turned into
All my fire keeps burnin through, burnin you
Up in the inside, I'm knowin the heat in concernin you
I don't know what's gonna become of me
All I can say is don't anyone love me
Because I'm a monster, I'm sick and I want ya
But ya better back up, and when I come shove me
But then again I really really need you
I wanna be inside you wanna bleed you
Get the last drop and Imma leave you
Every last one of you Imma speed through
Coverin every lady when I see you
Open up wide I wanna feed you
Into the pit of evilness Imma lead you
I'M AN ANIMAL, TAKE WHAT I WANT THEN RELEASE YOU!!!
This is what I have on so far, I know there's some things wrong with it so help me out if you can
I was born a beast, you don't wanna meet
I'm the worst, alot women see the demon in me
Still they wanna a piece, they want me chronicly
Alot of them are really searchin for the semen in me
I let em know that the fun of lust demon
I wanna be bust kitty, I rub em, I love many
They trust me with the cunt, I thrust plenty
I jump to the next city, they wantin me, just kidding
But I could never tell a lie, if you look into my eyes
You can see that I'm an ANGEL....DEMON
Lookin for the love in every eye, makin you wanna cry
Spirit will be STRANGLED....SCREAMIN
I am a serial killer when it come to heart breakin
Hate and the fury, you better ?? and it starts makin
Everything wrong, everything's gone
So why do you say you want forever ding dong
That just will make me much meaner
That's a mistake to love Nina
It sucks to hate the one thing that makes ya cum clean
That breaks and just leave ya
I'm just a fucked up individual
I love lust and crushin in an interval
Plus bust ya guts off in a centerfold
Eating, I'm eating it up just like a dinner roll
Should've kept away like I told ya
How can you press to stay when I'm rover
I think it's safe to say that my face to lay
And Imma waste away when I'm older
So just step and give me the cold shoulder
Cuz I'm a mess, the Nina's the most vulgar
And I'm a threat, ya never get no closure
My kiss is killin you, you wake up and it's over
Why can't you see me
For the animal I am
I want you
Expose my beast inside yes
I know you're willing to (willing to)
You take my invitation in
They all told ya never to take me in
Why can't you wake up and see
That I am killing you (killing you)
I never knew I, had to be so cold
Inside of me's so froze, gotta be no soul
Because when a lady want me in oak mode
I put on my ghost clothes and get on my closed road
I'm tryin to tell you that I'm sick in the insefalon
I thought I could do but, but I guess I'm wicked never ??
As long as I'm chasin the gold like a leprachaun
My heart'll be kept in cold ice and teflon
I'm sick wit it, I'm brick wit it, I'm twistin it
10 times outta 10 if ya lookin for wher it stems
I guarantee that you're gonna find a bitch did it
But I'm takin it back I won't blame it on you
Cuz I be the one that be gamin on you
Famous and henious the painin you do
Cuz I'm blatenly playin and layin the crew
I ain't proud of what I turned into
All my fire keeps burnin through, burnin you
Up in the inside, I'm knowin the heat in concernin you
I don't know what's gonna become of me
All I can say is don't anyone love me
Because I'm a monster, I'm sick and I want ya
But ya better back up, and when I come shove me
But then again I really really need you
I wanna be inside you wanna bleed you
Get the last drop and Imma leave you
Every last one of you Imma speed through
Coverin every lady when I see you
Open up wide I wanna feed you
Into the pit of evilness Imma lead you
I'M AN ANIMAL, TAKE WHAT I WANT THEN RELEASE YOU!!!
This is what my friend and I got out of this one:
Heat swells, Details,
Everybody eat nails, Sleep well,
Held the gun,
I come to attack everyone,
You little crumbs are all done,
I'mma blacken the sun!
Allah Banish it, Damage it,
Can you manage to vanish?
Cut you like Anakin,
Manic, Man, Damn it
And it's no Panickin,
When I eat your soul,
He's North Pole,
That means I'mma be more cold,
Freeze more souls,
40 below
Piss Lav and Cuervo,
Plus Habanaro,
Now chug it!
Burn their heads to their toes,
I will not spare those,
I love it!
(This is the result of you!)
(Thinking I'm queer)
(Callin me weird)
(Thinkin I'm a Devil so you niggas don't cheer)
(I don't give a fuck what you think of Tecca Nina this year!)
Heat swells, Details,
Everybody eat nails, Sleep well,
Held the gun,
I come to attack everyone,
You little crumbs are all done,
I'mma blacken the sun!
Allah Banish it, Damage it,
Can you manage to vanish?
Cut you like Anakin,
Manic, Man, Damn it
And it's no Panickin,
When I eat your soul,
He's North Pole,
That means I'mma be more cold,
Freeze more souls,
40 below
Piss Lav and Cuervo,
Plus Habanaro,
Now chug it!
Burn their heads to their toes,
I will not spare those,
I love it!
(This is the result of you!)
(Thinking I'm queer)
(Callin me weird)
(Thinkin I'm a Devil so you niggas don't cheer)
(I don't give a fuck what you think of Tecca Nina this year!)