Tech N9ne and Dynasty Records - Killin It
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It's Dienasty. Not to be confused with Crooked I's Dynasty records/ent.
Although they've clicked up recently and Crooked shouted out Tech.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5BLxPuak0bo
Get at Crooked, Tech! You already endorsed him on MTVU. Time to make it official. Boss up with Young Crooked.
Although they've clicked up recently and Crooked shouted out Tech.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5BLxPuak0bo
Get at Crooked, Tech! You already endorsed him on MTVU. Time to make it official. Boss up with Young Crooked.
LYRICS
DieNasty Records
"Killin' It"
Kalibur, Tech N9ne, Kostik
2007
(Verse One - Kalibur)
Take a walk with the firewalker//
see the sky get darker, better hide your partner//
it's no lie, I'm a guy that desires vodka//
live and die by the firewater//
can't crash on the path of an anathema//
took a bath in the plasma of dracula//
rip your whole shit in half like u africa//
the aftermath of the wrath is a massacre//
dispersin perversions on persons who cursin aspersions//
I'm tight like a virgin//
the mic is my knife, I'm a surgeon//
provide a diversion - an unedited version//
I gotta speak about a personal problem//
I personally hate what commercial be offerin'//
anybody snappin' and leanin' and rockin'//
I snap, and lean over and pop um//
cop it and rock it and chop it//
I'm off in my whip hot boxin' my profit//
when I really wish that I could just stop it//
taking a fifth to a swollen esophogus//
my skin is my 'scar'cophagus//
I been in since i dropped to metropolis//
on one end I'm the end of men//
but then again, I'm one of them - part of the populous//
I don't care if you like it, the value's intrinsical//
comin' straight for your ventricle//
you're gunna need mental and dental attention,
you mess with the general//
cuz I'm ill, no subliminals//
anybody coulda been a body, man,
the millimeter coulda been a shotty//
catchin wreck with Tech//
on direct effect with an erect defect//
neck and neck with Beck and you can check the check//
(Hook)
We killin it//
all hail to my homies cuz we real in it//
we killin it//
ain't givin a fuck if fakes ain't feelin it//
we killin it//
we used to be broke but now theres scrill in it//
we killin it//
Dago and Misery got that illest shit//
we killin it//
(Verse 2 - Tech N9ne)
Tech N9ne, I'm a E-tard//
I'm on tour with a get-drug-free card//
7 bianca's, I got um in the room//
one of um yours, you trip, get in trouble with the b-gaurd//
I keep Nicholas//
he eat niggaz like licorice//
quick to hit a bitch, he did it for the frick of it//
nigga u sick of it, get rid of it, commit the bitter shit//
and it'll get wicked, I lick your chick and eat your ligaments//
fully automatical, stick it and get radical//
never collatoral, I keep a knot//
cuz of my grammatical, hella combatible, compatible with a
breezy when I'm pushin up in the cock//
when will it stop//
neva will it, nina gotta kill it when i pop//
killa killa, live sick and die nasty//
ghastly niggaz put u in the crops//
I don't know when I'll go//
I don't know when my fans are sick of the MO flow//
so I bust for the time bein', I crush the rhyme//
me and the beat is like a pimp and a hoe//
cuz I tell that bitch what to do//
whether to heat it up, speed it up, or screw//
hooker what u givin me, I'm into palligamy like a kennedy
and many be fuckin off wit the crew//
nigga, I'm back with my family, Kalibur, Kostik//
holding emcees like Gahllager hostage//
stop it, throw them niggaz in my moshpit//
watch a technician and juggalo squash it//
if u enter my center, get mangled//
cuz my mental is totally tangled//
all my niggaz is real in it, killin it//
for the love of little baby Anghelle//
(Hook)
We killin it//
all hail to my homies cuz we real in it//
we killin it//
ain't givin a fuck if fakes ain't feelin it//
we killin it//
we used to be broke but now theres scrill in it//
we killin it//
Dago and Misery got that illest shit//
we killin it//
(Verse Three - Kostik)
Raise up, K-Kos stay blazed up//
on his way up//
muthafuckas betta pay up//
leave that ass layed up//
get away, cuz we always tryna fade somethin//
ain't nothin//
cuz u cats ain't sayin nothin//
and they hide it by the way they stuntin//
stay frontin, say somethin//
dunk um in the ocean, Kos the waves comin//
head huntin//
meanwhile, kickin back in dago with strange//
sippin caribou lou//
and to me, family means that whenever theres beef//
I inheirit it to, embarrassin crews//
how the fuck can you sit there and smile//
and tell me that this shit aint fire//
and not to expect me to spit in your face and make you a liar//
cant even look in my eyes//
run up on us anytime, must be out your damn mind//
better get it right//
bout to get it hype//
roll up with the one and only and the n9ne//
now you dyin, whats that like//
seems like a small price to pay, heat it up like a microwave//
time for days, I kill it till there aint no life to save//
now I'm doin it for hill and dayton, O.I, we made it//
promise to bring it every minute that I'm in it//
till I'm feelin that I did it and it's killed//
if it it wasn't for the lyrics, ain't nobody tryna hear it//
in the mirror only image that appears is myself//
never change for sales, I been rockin the bells//
put a cock in it, knockin it out//
drop in the towel//
ain't no crossin us now, better hop in the car and be out//
cuz it's mine now//
and you know you bout to find out, why don't you just die down//
livin sick until i sign out//
ride out, blow your mind out//
pull the blinds down, this is my house, get out//
comin straight over the ledge with a sledge to your head//
out the shed cuz it's just too sharp//
we be rippin it apart from the start//
and ain't givin a fuck, way more than often, KOS//
(Hook)
We killin it//
all hail to my homies cuz we real in it//
we killin it//
ain't givin a fuck if fakes ain't feelin it//
we killin it//
we used to be broke but now theres scrill in it//
we killin it//
Dago and Misery got that illest shit//
we killin it//
source: dienastyrecords.com
DieNasty Records
"Killin' It"
Kalibur, Tech N9ne, Kostik
2007
(Verse One - Kalibur)
Take a walk with the firewalker//
see the sky get darker, better hide your partner//
it's no lie, I'm a guy that desires vodka//
live and die by the firewater//
can't crash on the path of an anathema//
took a bath in the plasma of dracula//
rip your whole shit in half like u africa//
the aftermath of the wrath is a massacre//
dispersin perversions on persons who cursin aspersions//
I'm tight like a virgin//
the mic is my knife, I'm a surgeon//
provide a diversion - an unedited version//
I gotta speak about a personal problem//
I personally hate what commercial be offerin'//
anybody snappin' and leanin' and rockin'//
I snap, and lean over and pop um//
cop it and rock it and chop it//
I'm off in my whip hot boxin' my profit//
when I really wish that I could just stop it//
taking a fifth to a swollen esophogus//
my skin is my 'scar'cophagus//
I been in since i dropped to metropolis//
on one end I'm the end of men//
but then again, I'm one of them - part of the populous//
I don't care if you like it, the value's intrinsical//
comin' straight for your ventricle//
you're gunna need mental and dental attention,
you mess with the general//
cuz I'm ill, no subliminals//
anybody coulda been a body, man,
the millimeter coulda been a shotty//
catchin wreck with Tech//
on direct effect with an erect defect//
neck and neck with Beck and you can check the check//
(Hook)
We killin it//
all hail to my homies cuz we real in it//
we killin it//
ain't givin a fuck if fakes ain't feelin it//
we killin it//
we used to be broke but now theres scrill in it//
we killin it//
Dago and Misery got that illest shit//
we killin it//
(Verse 2 - Tech N9ne)
Tech N9ne, I'm a E-tard//
I'm on tour with a get-drug-free card//
7 bianca's, I got um in the room//
one of um yours, you trip, get in trouble with the b-gaurd//
I keep Nicholas//
he eat niggaz like licorice//
quick to hit a bitch, he did it for the frick of it//
nigga u sick of it, get rid of it, commit the bitter shit//
and it'll get wicked, I lick your chick and eat your ligaments//
fully automatical, stick it and get radical//
never collatoral, I keep a knot//
cuz of my grammatical, hella combatible, compatible with a
breezy when I'm pushin up in the cock//
when will it stop//
neva will it, nina gotta kill it when i pop//
killa killa, live sick and die nasty//
ghastly niggaz put u in the crops//
I don't know when I'll go//
I don't know when my fans are sick of the MO flow//
so I bust for the time bein', I crush the rhyme//
me and the beat is like a pimp and a hoe//
cuz I tell that bitch what to do//
whether to heat it up, speed it up, or screw//
hooker what u givin me, I'm into palligamy like a kennedy
and many be fuckin off wit the crew//
nigga, I'm back with my family, Kalibur, Kostik//
holding emcees like Gahllager hostage//
stop it, throw them niggaz in my moshpit//
watch a technician and juggalo squash it//
if u enter my center, get mangled//
cuz my mental is totally tangled//
all my niggaz is real in it, killin it//
for the love of little baby Anghelle//
(Hook)
We killin it//
all hail to my homies cuz we real in it//
we killin it//
ain't givin a fuck if fakes ain't feelin it//
we killin it//
we used to be broke but now theres scrill in it//
we killin it//
Dago and Misery got that illest shit//
we killin it//
(Verse Three - Kostik)
Raise up, K-Kos stay blazed up//
on his way up//
muthafuckas betta pay up//
leave that ass layed up//
get away, cuz we always tryna fade somethin//
ain't nothin//
cuz u cats ain't sayin nothin//
and they hide it by the way they stuntin//
stay frontin, say somethin//
dunk um in the ocean, Kos the waves comin//
head huntin//
meanwhile, kickin back in dago with strange//
sippin caribou lou//
and to me, family means that whenever theres beef//
I inheirit it to, embarrassin crews//
how the fuck can you sit there and smile//
and tell me that this shit aint fire//
and not to expect me to spit in your face and make you a liar//
cant even look in my eyes//
run up on us anytime, must be out your damn mind//
better get it right//
bout to get it hype//
roll up with the one and only and the n9ne//
now you dyin, whats that like//
seems like a small price to pay, heat it up like a microwave//
time for days, I kill it till there aint no life to save//
now I'm doin it for hill and dayton, O.I, we made it//
promise to bring it every minute that I'm in it//
till I'm feelin that I did it and it's killed//
if it it wasn't for the lyrics, ain't nobody tryna hear it//
in the mirror only image that appears is myself//
never change for sales, I been rockin the bells//
put a cock in it, knockin it out//
drop in the towel//
ain't no crossin us now, better hop in the car and be out//
cuz it's mine now//
and you know you bout to find out, why don't you just die down//
livin sick until i sign out//
ride out, blow your mind out//
pull the blinds down, this is my house, get out//
comin straight over the ledge with a sledge to your head//
out the shed cuz it's just too sharp//
we be rippin it apart from the start//
and ain't givin a fuck, way more than often, KOS//
(Hook)
We killin it//
all hail to my homies cuz we real in it//
we killin it//
ain't givin a fuck if fakes ain't feelin it//
we killin it//
we used to be broke but now theres scrill in it//
we killin it//
Dago and Misery got that illest shit//
we killin it//
source: dienastyrecords.com