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Tech N9ne Collabos
Tech N9ne Collabos
Performer
LeShea Wright
LeShea Wright
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Aaron D. Yates
Aaron D. Yates
Songwriter
Nicholas Luscombe
Nicholas Luscombe
Songwriter
Freek Van Workum
Freek Van Workum
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
ItsNicklus
ItsNicklus
Producer

Lyrics

Y'all senseless and doubt my hits That's crazy cause I got plaques and stacks Meant it I shout high pitch nigga Expensivest I route my trips Who's art's the hardest know that I'm a artist And I'm y'all know the rest of that shit Don't like my choices? Cool you think I'll fail (that's cool) Negative voices? I be like oh well (oh well) Call me stupid? I will never yell But you don't like my music? You can go ta hell (You know where you can go!) You can go ta hell (You know where you can go!) You can go ta hell! (yeah) Call me stupid? I will never yell But you don't like my music? You can go ta hell! I been in it for a minute He been in this game 39 years just to be exact And I pen it just ta win it Wit the pen it's a win man the homie so damn sickly at rap And I been all around All around the globe with Kaliko Krizz use to be his back Y'all about Y'all about see em ballin Cause niggas be jawin the Tech they see as wack Feels like Feels like hatin really hard on Tech's creations Real life Real life fakin you really know what kinda moves he makin Ill night Ill night takes in evil energy just be patient Wanna move wanna move like snakes Then I'mma tell you go see satan (chyeah) Never rappin like I fake everything For the sake of the green bet you never hear a fraud People act like I ain't shakin the scene Steady makin my dream pop I see that tears ya sob (chyeah) I send my lyrics to a hearse belated When I cook but then feel nothin near the KOD So I tell em go to the place the church created In a book to instill the fear of God Don't like my choices? Cool you think I'll fail (that's cool) Negative voices? I be like oh well (oh well) Call me stupid? I will never yell But you don't like my music? You can go ta hell (You know where you can go!) You can go ta hell (You know where you can go!) You can go ta hell! (yeah) Call me stupid? I will never yell But you don't like my music? You can go ta hell! Spent time in the rhyme In the rhyme he spent alotta days not a praise N9ne on the grind On the grind he went and got us paid caught a blade Still they Still they try ta hate and plot on blood but he's not afraid Will spray Will spray all the strays comin at N9na you can rot away I ain't really tryna We ain't tryna hear the naysayers askin Tech kick you a style If I do If he did kick shit Muay Thai muthafucka It's gonna be Buakaw Alotta people know that I'm a ruler now Tecca N9na forever gonna do ya proud Makin these he be makin those buddha clouds Runnin round the world N9na move the crowd (chyeah) I just said all that ta say Cause I rap this way so many of my hits been blown (chyeah) The people sayin that it's wack today To your master pray cause slander fits him wrong (chyeah) So go ahead and get your laugh ya may Be a castaway look up and your ship went gone (chyeah) Words really never lacerate But my rap ya hate? That'll be the sticks and stones Don't like my choices? Cool you think I'll fail (that's cool) Negative voices? I be like oh well (oh well) Call me stupid? I will never yell But you don't like my music? You can go ta hell (You know where you can go!) You can go ta hell (You know where you can go!) You can go ta hell! (yeah) Call me stupid? I will never yell But you don't like my music? You can go ta hell!
Writer(s): Aaron D. Yates, Frederikus Van Workum, Nicholas Luscombe Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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