Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tech N9ne
Tech N9ne
Performer
Bakarii
Bakarii
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Aaron D. Yates
Aaron D. Yates
Songwriter
Michael Whitebear
Michael Whitebear
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Don Juan
Don Juan
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Have you ever met a **** who was pie sprung
There's a lot of slinky **** where I come from
There's another missile catcher just like him
His name is Mitchell Bade, Mitchell Bade
[Verse 2]
What up, Mitch?
Is it a everyday thing, for you to act just like a bitch?
How does it feel to have a **** that will kill you
For the foul shit you bitch?
Number one snitch, a bitch with a dick
I found the remedy for the enemy (What)
Bust at the **** like shootin' at the Kennedys
'Cause Mitch Bade ain't really no friend of me
[Verse 3]
To be exact, he's the **** that talk
But he really can't back that shit that he talk
So he gotta walk around with a gat, but a **** like me
I'll knock him out with the force of a hurricane
The penalty from the path, if you disrespect the game
[Verse 4]
Now what goes on inside the mind of a **** like this?
The **** pissed, as I pumped out four rounds
Up in the trick he was with, but it ain't my fault
You a little ol' bitch
(Without yo clique)
**** run with a quickness
(Get away quick, but you bet not slip)
Better off with a Bianca than be stuck
(With an AK-47 on your lip)
[Verse 5]
Even if I'm lifted, I can scope 'em from a mile away
**** fakin' like anticipatin' they doomsday
Camouflagin' but I can see you actin' like a bitch
Which are the symptoms of a **** named Mitch
[Verse 6]
Have you ever met a **** who was pie sprung
There's a lot of slinky **** where I come from
There's another missile catcher just like him
His name is Mitchell Bade (Mitch Bade)
Mitchell Bade (Mitch Bade)
If a Mitch is in your mix you best to check the one
And be ret to go for milli when the next one come
If that **** got a foot up in his rectum
His name is Mitchell Bade (Mitch Bade)
Mitchell Bade (Mitch Bade)
[Verse 7]
Late night I got a page from Bianca
She told me her man was trippin'
So swoop her 'bout a block up
So I um, got prepared
My conscience told me, grab the gat
But all I could think about
Was hittin' that kitty cat from the back
[Verse 8]
All about that hustle, but tonight I got stuck in it
Deep conversation, but it's her first time lettin' a **** hit it
But I'm not alone, it seems this **** was on the phone
He heard the spot, the topic, wicked, wicked, now it's on
As I continue-tinue, creepin'-creepin', it's apparent
That I'm dealin' with a Mitch Bade
I guess that's why he keeps on starin'
But I'm well equipped to handle a fleet
So **** don't think I'm sleep
We can talk like men or we can get grim
And handle this shit in the streets
[Verse 9]
Don't ever trust no cock
Especially when a **** like me is rollin' up your block
Bitch made **** couldn't see that you was played
So we just changed your name
And called you Mitch Bade (Mitch Bade)
[Verse 10]
Have you ever met a **** who was pie sprung
There's a lot of slinky **** where I come from
There's another missile catcher just like him
His name is Mitchell Bade (Mitch Bade)
Mitchell Bade (Mitch Bade)
If a Mitch is in your mix you best to check one
And be ret to go for milli when the next one come
If that **** got a foot up in his rectum
His name is Mitchell Bade (Mitch Bade)
Mitchell Bade (Mitch Bade)
[Verse 11]
Cruisin' down the 'spect with five spliffs rolled (Rolled)
Passenger seat (Seat), Sunday the ho stroll
Went to the park with major loot
Dippin' up on bitches
But the jealous Mitch is ready to shoot, peep
[Verse 12]
But it ain't complete
The day is foul without a big butt and smile
I need a chick that's running wet, like Fury of the Nile
Bumped into, stepped onto
This chick that's thick and photogenic
In a minute, I'ma get up in it
With a jimmy to avoid that AIDS epidemic
[Verse 13]
Get it, got it, good in the hood
Shit's all good ****, so I knocked on wood
Got to her crib, drank some Crown
Laid me down, showed me the goods
Then, knock knock, who's that, she said her man
And he might be strapped with a gat
Put back on my shit
Time to show this foo just where it's at
[Verse 14]
Ret to get wet
She opened it up enough so I can see
She cracked it a bit
But that **** pushed her, then came after me
Extended arm, and bodily harm
He shoulda cut the trigga, chiggas
Bitch made, Mitch Bade ****
[Verse 15]
Have you ever met a **** who was pie sprung
There's a lot of slinky **** where I come from
There's another missile catcher just like him
His name is Mitchell Bade (Mitch Bade)
Mitchell Bade (Mitch Bade)
If a Mitch is in your mix you best to check one
And be ret to go for milli when the next one come
If that **** got a foot up in his rectum
His name is Mitchell Bade (Mitch Bade)
Mitchell Bade (Mitch Bade)
[Verse 16]
Mitch Bade (Bitch made)
Mitchell Bade (Bitch made)
Mitch Bade (Bitch made)
Mitchell Bade (Bitch made)
Mitch Bade (Bitch made)
Mitchell Bade (Bitch made)
Mitch Bade (Bitch made)
Mitchell Bade (Bitch made)
Written by: Aaron Dontez Yates
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