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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tech N9ne
Tech N9ne
Performer
Tyler Lyon
Tyler Lyon
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Aaron D. Yates
Aaron D. Yates
Songwriter
Nicholas Luscombe
Nicholas Luscombe
Songwriter
Freek Van Workum
Freek Van Workum
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Frederikus van Workum
Frederikus van Workum
Producer
ItsNicklus
ItsNicklus
Producer

Lyrics

Disclaimer I realized I couldn't change how people look at me But it gets lamer, becomin' a rich stranger But some people minimize it until you get angered My life myself never (had the drama) Since I arrived from the (vag of mama) You can move mountains, share your things And still won't receive a (badge of honor) I never needed a (badge of honor) But the people receivin' a (badge of honor) Homicidal, gеnocidal If you really wanna believе in ya (grab the llama) You can move mountains, share your things And still won't receive a (badge of honor) I grew up in the projects (9th Street) Payless tennis shoes on my feet He came up in the middle class where it's (quite neat) Rockin' the nice clothes and fly sneaks I started rappin', nobody can bar this passion Pushin' and goin' so hard it happened He started trappin', target ass, so He started talkin' to women in a harlet fashion I'm on the block like wow Rhyme god Yates and I aim to spit styles I was broke and I'm happy entertaining big crowds He was in the game sellin' 'caine where shit's foul I was thinkin' Strange and I gained a rich pal Solidified a name, made a chain and sit proud On my neck it hang and swang and it gets loud He was in a lane full of pain, tryna gang and (tripped out) I'm knowin' I was gonna be so great Biggest fuckin' artist in the MO state Many peeps know Yates, gonna eat your face When I open the choppin' I'm gonna need Colgate He's really goin' at a Deebo rate With the weapon he's steppin' and got the Negro hate Why are we so late? He shot a brother, I shot a video and he got the B.O.H My life myself never (had the drama) Since I arrived from the (vag of mama) You can move mountains, share your things And still won't receive a (badge of honor) I never needed a (badge of honor) But the people receivin' a (badge of honor) Homicidal, genocidal If you really wanna believe in ya (grab the llama) You can move mountains, share your things And still won't receive a (badge of honor) I had a contact to Universal Through rehearsal and it led to a contract He wanted combat, never knowin' where the calm at Puttin' a lot of kill in the palm blacks I got really good on the flow, no doubt Tourin' around the globe and the shows sold out He fo' sho' goes South and the low-lows mouth Runnin' train on a woman in a remote dope house I won awards, he ran the whores Crime is really something he can afford But I'm deep in the Forbes, eatin' for sure While he up in the city tryin' to even the score I was runnin' guap up sellin' records And I know that nobody can stop us He was runnin', gunnin' somebody, then got touched I was sellin' freedom, his energy got bruh (locked up) I made the millies and I gave an opportunity To homies in the city, got 'em paid off of unity But he was in prison, the killas, they brought the lunacy He's the victorious one and they got the eulogy I am the number one independent since Forever, he got an extended pen sentence But I (had to comma) And wonder why the great is so hated But he got out and he got the (badge of honor) My life myself never (had the drama) Since I arrived from the (vag of mama) You can move mountains, share your things And still won't receive a (badge of honor) I never needed a (badge of honor) But the people receivin' a (badge of honor) Homicidal, genocidal If you really wanna believe in ya (grab the llama) You can move mountains, share your things And still won't receive a (badge of honor) P.S This some B.S No matter how hard a brother gotta work, he jerked By his people that treat him evil like he cursed the turf 'Cause the verse went in reverse, so he hurt the church They call you Illuminati when you spurt from dirt Slave-ass mentality, when you lavish, the pack Will hit you on the media with a savage attack Thinkin' I'm a slave and say my lab is a trap They wouldn't speak a fuckin' word If Travis was black (Travis was black) My life myself never (had the drama) Since I arrived from the (vag of mama) You can move mountains, share your things And still won't receive a (badge of honor) I never needed a (badge of honor) But the people receivin' a (badge of honor) Homicidal, genocidal If you really wanna believe in ya (grab the llama) You can move mountains, share your things And still won't receive a (badge of honor)
Writer(s): Aaron Dontez Yates, Freek Van Workum, Nick Luscombe Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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