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[h=1]Tech N9ne - No Can Do[/h]
 
"No Can Do"
(feat. Big Krizz Kaliko)

[Intro]
Welcome to everready
Welcome to everready
Welcome to everready

[Tech N9ne]
The Religion!
First thing I wanna say is (what!)
Y'all can't fuck wit us
Y'all can't fuck wit us

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
It's the one
With a name of a gun
Look at me mamma what I become
It's a, monsta, gangsta, fast
But I want to, thank ya for the last
Thirty-three
Becuase everybodys heard of me
And if they say that i'm fakin' momma it's purgary
Cause your son comes with thunda now
That's why they wonder why we headline when I'm underground
In this mainstream game
My gang brings pain, to cowards
Said I'm done Calli give me the power
Come on wit it (HAA!)
You industry punks I hope you fakes die
Cuase most of rappers have a queer eye for the straight guy
Was that shit loud enough to hear
Loud enough to eco throguh the city and bust your ears
Patrick tried to sue us for a whole lot of bucks this year
Sell crazy somewhere else trick (Were all stocked in here)
Hey! I think I wanna say it again, y'all
Y'all can't fuck wit us

[Hook: Tech N9ne & Big Krizz Kalico]
Y'all can't fuck wit us
No can do
Y'all can't fuck wit us
No can do
Y'all can't fuck wit us
No can do
Y'all can't fuck wit us
Can't fuck wit us
Can't fuck wit us
Can't fuck wit us

[Bridge: Tech N9ne]
Yo! Big Krizz Kalico
Tell 'em, y'all can't fuck wit us
Y'all can't fuck wit us

[Verse 2: Big Krizz Kalico]
Fuck niggaz that *** it in for me
 
Pretend to cry, still *** there energy
Loud, dudes feeling to be proud
Dude full of frown
Which is two hands and both thumbs down bitches
For the Bianca's and Beatrice's
The Beatrice's is miraculous
You don't want to go on after us (No)
This is a slip of ridiculous
Cant get with us flows
Actually a bit of babalin' in your soul up
We all grown up
And when we blown up
Don't get to frontinI'll get you country boys nuttinYou can cut us to thirty we stay on for an hour
Cause them heads boppin' in the crowd's ours (ABSOLUTE POWER!)
Main thing is taking over this mainstream
The game seems like they been waiting for a new A team
Ask Busta Rhymes, he said that nobody had the gift like him and Spliff
But me and Tech N9ne, well y'all ain't fucking with

[Hook]

[Bridge 2: Tech N9ne]
This beat make me wanna say hallaylooya (HAHAHA)
Yo but instead I'ma say (what!)
Y'all can't fuck with us
Y'all can't fuck with us

[Verse 3: Big Krizz Kalico]
Okay this stopin' addiction (Now we *** y'all listenin'!)
Just a fraction of friction
From the act you was missinIf you was actually listeninYou'd see whose ass you be kissin' (MUWHA)
Your dealin' with one hell of a brotha ya see
I'm anghellic but devils bring out the devil in me
I might pull the bullet so cover you see
A goody, goody get hoody less for messin' with me

[Verse 4: Tech N9ne]
This is my testament Tecca Nina been pressed against war
Simply done best to get to get next to it so I repped is all
Grab your breast to this havin' sex next so pop your crystal
Crock ya legs a bit rock ya bed drop them DRAWERS
Tis to men to
The one you wan to take a stand to
You chumps in trouble we bout to bubble like shampoo
You might try but you can't do what Aaron and Sam do
You tryin' to ban who
No can do

[Tech N9ne]
It's a celebration bitches put your hands up ya
Y'all can't fuck with us!

[Hook]

[Tech N9ne]
It's not that y'all wack that *** it so bad
It's that y'all pissed cuase we *** it so good
Welcome to Tech world
 
[h=1]Tech N9ne - PR 2K1[/h]
 
[1st Verse]

You want me to jam
I'm finna
Enter brain waves
Pain from insane days
Make you sick
Like bad mayonnaise
TECH N9NE
*** the remedy
Rhyme infinity
Criminally
Finna be some shit
I'll crack you open
Like the youngest male Kennedy.
*** the whole planet
Rocking off the low blows
Damn it
I show flows
And poke hoes
That's suppose to be yours
Seeing my haters
In the dark alley
Tormented by mine
Dodging the TECH N9NE
Now here's the message
Liberate me
Chocolata tay
Imma rock
Not play
Do the fuck what I say
Throw your souls in the air
Like this
Flash your bar codes
While I stick 'em
With another hit
Up out of abyss
The TECH N9NE N9na
Out to find vaginas
Just a player
Clubbing it
Rubbing it
Loving that
Creamer streamer
Might seem a little extreme
My thing
When I flips
I ***s to make sure that it's hot
Make the whole planet rock
Like this

[Chorus]

Make that ass hop
Don't stop
Down south biancs
Make the planet rock
MidWest
Too much ass in one room
Rat tata tata tata
Tata tata boom
Make that ass hop
Make that ass hop
All the ladies in the party
Make the planet rock
See that ass hop
Watch that ass hop
All the fellas like to see you
Make the planet rock

[2nd Verse]

Call it what you want it
Ghetto futuristical
Get up on it
There's a bianc up in my sector
Can I bone it
Cause all we want to do
Is get drunk
Get blowed
Spit shit
Spark blunts
And fuck hoes
We're quick to beat a buster down bad
MidWest Side put me in the soundlab
Now I'm ton niviganmad
I flipped it backwards
For you flow snatchers
Blast y'all
In the ass
N9na playing fast ball
Crash all
Glass jaws
Mad y'all
Cause last call
I was in the back
Of the club
Banging the hell
Outta this bad broad
On my planet
We take no haters for granted
They crisscross
 
Ten seconds till lift off
Be soaked in pistol grip sauce
Ripped off
The techniques complete heat
Retreat six feet
Under six feet
Unique speaks
Freaks tweak
Never let the beast seep
Can it
While the trooper
Techa N9na
Rock the planet

[Chorus]

Make that ass hop
Don't stop
Down south biancs
Make the planet rock
MidWest
Too much ass in one room
Rat tata tata tata
Tata tata boom
Make that ass hop
Make that ass hop
All the ladies in the party
Make the planet rock
See that ass hop
Watch that ass hop
All the fellas like to see you
Make the planet rock

[3rd Verse]

I *** the type of flow
To make 'em make
Scream 3
Six rappers being hunted
By a killer
M C
I never kill the Bianca's
With the 36D
I party
With the bitches
On my planet
Looking crispy
Swiftly
Making rappers do
Three sixties
Never knew
Three sixes
Other niggas
Trying to dis me
Be under
These prefixes
Non ill
Malfunctional
N9NE rambunctional
Never let up
On a heated mic
Till I'm comfortable
Rogue style
Fifty-seven
Fifty-six street gang
Grips we gain
Anybody wanna trips
We bang
Hit us with a what
Lyrical head splitter
Making hella hoes
Get a nut
Make 'em put the rolls
In their butt
Let a hoe be a slut
Negro never give a fuck
Why the attitude
N9na ross
You *** the sauce
Nigga I'm mad cause the Chiefs lost
I'm pissed off
In Kansas City
I'm straight from the abyss
TECH N9NE
I *** the whole planet rocking with me
Whole planet
Rocking like this

[Chorus X2]

Make that ass hop
Don't stop
Down south biancs
Make the planet rock
MidWest
Too much ass in one room
Rat tata tata tata
Tata tata boom
Make that ass hop
Make that ass hop
All the ladies in the party
Make the planet rock
See that ass hop
Watch that ass hop
All the fellas like to see you
Make the planet rock
 
[h=1]Tech N9ne - Psycho Bitch[/h]
 
[1st Verse]

I want you to quit
Calling me
Calling me
Following me
Following me
Why do you trip with me
After you get through
Swallowing me
Never knew this Bianca
Would explode
Like this
Now that I know this
I must reload
Gat clips
How many ever met a
Psycho bitch
Down for the minute
But a major twist
Came
With a bit of game
Met that bitch
Sickness
Everybody peep
The evil symptoms
So you'll know
When sexual activity happens
And tears start to flow
Time to go
They come with a
Big package in back
Chest is twice that
But the fatal attraction
Will only get you
Ice packs
Better watch what you do
When you sleep with a woman
That's on the edge
In your bed
Cause you'll be resting
In red
Killa killa
They'll find the number
To your residence
Non-hesitant
Unprecedented
Ain't no mystery
To her steez
She's demented
I ain't never gonna get myself
In another mix up
With a psycho bitch
Millimeter
With a master plan
So you won't be off in a ditch
Like this
Wild child
Running wild
Behind the smile
Is a frown
That'll make you lay it down
Quickly
She's shifty
Killa strictly
Outta come and get me
From a rose
To a three fifty-seven
Three sixty
Psycho bitch

[HOOK 1]

Never ever do it
Down low
With a psycho bitch
Better never ever go out
With a
Psycho bitch
Everybody better learn
How to see a
Psycho bitch
Cause your bitch might be her

[HOOK 2]

What you gonna do when they
Pop at you
Gloc at you
Fill 'em with the venom
Who the fuck
Are we talking to psycho bitches, psycho bitches

[Repeat 2x]

[2nd Verse]

I was holding her
Hugging her
Rubbing her
Sucking her
Kissing her
Plugging her
But she thought
That I was
Loving her
All the loving was gone
When she found out
She was wrong
Calling my Momma's house
At three a.m.
 
Quit playing on my phone
They say this
Psycho bitch
Was made from us
Psycho bitches
Say they get nothing
But hate from us
Psycho bitches
From the angelic to ravenous
Psycho bitches
Stay the fuck
Away from us
Psycho bitches
She *** my
Gas cut off
But I
Don't know how
She *** my
Phone cut off
But I
Don't know how
Bitch even *** my
Lights cut off
But I
Don't know how
Wish I knew back then
What a
Nigga know now crazy bitch
Followed me to my
Main thang's domain
This dame
Brings more pain
Door chain
Broke after the door rang
Must be on cocaine
Insane
Yanks will mess up
Your thang
No brain bitches
Will have you stressing
Using Rogaine
Didn't chill with her
Deal with her
N9na had to get
Ill with her
Trick tried to kill
Mrs. N9NE
So I had to hit her
With a grill splitter
Never do sex
With a psycho Bianc
Anybody with her
Better pop your trunk
Run better get a gun
When the bitch come
Better know
She's a psycho killa
Killa
Hard
When he hit that piece
And then get her up
And out
With a dis
Scarred
When he knows
That he's been up in the mix
With a psycho bitch

[Repeat 2x]

[HOOK 1]

Never ever do it
Down low
With a psycho bitch
Better never ever go out
With a
Psycho bitch
Everybody better learn
How to see a
Psycho bitch
Cause your bitch might be her

[HOOK 2]

What you gonna do when they
Pop at you
Gloc at you
Fill "em with the venom
Who the fuck
Are we talking to

[Repeat 2x]

[3rd Verse]

As the
Smoke clears you wonder why this woman
Packs the
Most fear
She keeps a broken heart
And a three eighty
Close near
From me to you
If you sense
She's psychotic
Better watch what you do
What they do
They say this
Psycho bitch
Was made from us psycho bitches
Say they get nothing
But hate from us psycho bitches
From angelic to ravenous psycho bitches
Stay the fuck
Away from us psycho bitches
 
[h=1]Tech N9ne - Questions[/h]
 
"Questions"

The name of this motherfucker is called Questions (ha)
Rough Draft (ha ha, tell em)
QDIII did the beat (all day all night)
Whassup to everybody out there in L.A.

What's really goin on?
Why do I do the things I do?
Why so many questions?
What am I doing?
I talk to myself... when there's no-one to talk to

I wanna ask me a question:
When am I gonna make it up out of a hellish and devilish way?
When are you gonna make mill-ions with the dividends;
when are you gonna make ends generate wait?
Who in the hell, left the gate open? Do you wanna sell?
Is everybody on wavelength like us?
Why do I rip it in half, doobie kick ass with backwards
attach isssh like ?hap ut eallavik?
Can you wait a minute? Can you slow it up a little bit
Nina so I can get up in it?
But did you really wanna dabble in fanatical supernatural
lyrically radical milli minutes, I'm about to begin it
Can I get some, can I spit some, which one?
When am I gonna get off this trip?
Can I take another peel, why do I feel
like I'm a sick individual in the room, poppin off at the lip?
Do you, feel me? Do you do voodoo really?
Did you get it? Did you want a real epidemic?
Will you let me run up in it?
What's the word; is it absurd? What is that isssh you heard?
Was it real, is it real, was it really real?
Tech9ne in it to win it besides QDThird occurred
Who's the worst, who's rastafari?
You never livin never sure it's Selas*** I the First
brother on the planet Earth, who? Do you wanna flow;
what you wanna do?
How can I be in the zone like this, gone like this?
How can I break the obsession?
In the middle of it all, when I snap back, step back
and ask myself; what, why do you ask so many questions?

Why?
Do I wanna stick em with another hit up out of abyss?
Why?
I'm at the pinnacle when I rip it I'ma kill em in this

Do you understand.. whatcha gonna do when Nina hit you
with the critical homidical lyrical killer flippin
leavin you with boo-boo underpants?
How does it feel? Do you wanna come up and chill - with an assassin?
Can you feel it inside, what?
The feeling of a commotion of two titans clashing
Why me, who are you, what I am supposed to do - what a nigga here fo'?
Who do you fear mo'? Is it the Nine, with a brand new joint?
Like to hear it, here go
What are you lookin at, when am I gonna get a dose of thorazine?
Can you give me a little something to ease the pain?
Ease the man, who's the man?
Tech-a-Nina with the Road Dawgs and the Midwest Side Crew's to blame
Can I get a little back with attack issh?
What do you accomplish, ever can't you diss, diss
pitless bottom of a, and you toss out nigga ass, bade mish
Hate a playa percenter a-hundred that is
Side West, Mid, down ever who off, what?
Hack it, did you know Tech9ne hot like a dragon?
Did you feel it baby? Can you give me a double dose
of whatever the feeling I'm gettin is really pain
It's Kobain, for anybody want a piece of this, sickness
Is it a cinch to get with hot?
 
Who, when, where what why?
I'm at the pinnacle with a killer eye, do I wanna
die no I just wanna dose of the most inner syringe
up in my thigh, bonzai!!

Why?
Do I wanna stick em with another hit up out of abyss?
Why?
I'm at the pinnacle when I rip it I'ma kill em in this
Why?
Do I wanna stick em with another hit up out of abyss?
Why?
I'm at the pinnacle when I rip it I'ma kill em in this
Why?
Do I wanna stick em with another hit up out of abyss?
Why?
I'm at the pinnacle when I rip it I'ma kill em in this
Why?
Do I wanna stick em with another hit up out of abyss?
Why?
I'm at the pinnacle when I rip it I'ma kill em in this

Now do you know what the real is?
Does everybody think I'm twisted? Non-realistic
or do you think that I'm gifted, I'ma lifted
Can you help me? Am I lookin at you
can I be peepin you from afar, please, remain calm
Could you be the reason I'm a bomb
straight out of Vietnam, ready to explode on Sa-tan?
Tell me what the problem is, I'm a'ight what the bottom is
Do you know what a empty column is?
Am I your worst nightmare? I feel sick right there
Should I blow it out, can I do without, do I need help?
Am I living within a pen of demons?
I'm stressing, can I get a blessing (from who?)
The one who cursed me with all these Questions

Why?
Do I wanna stick em with another hit up out of abyss?
Why?
I'm at the pinnacle when I rip it I'ma kill em in this
Why?
Do I wanna stick em with another hit up out of abyss?
Why?
I'm at the pinnacle when I rip it I'ma kill em in this
Why?
Do I wanna stick em with another hit up out of abyss?
Why?
I'm at the pinnacle when I rip it I'ma kill em in this
Why?
Do I wanna stick em with another hit up out of abyss?
Why?
I'm at the pinnacle when I rip it I'ma kill em in this

[speaking]
Hey man uh, i can't man i ***ta i ***ta i ***ta
Do that over or something man
I ***ta do that over brother

Hey qd3 kick the temp on the sign nigga

That shit ain't in tune man
I ***ta i ***ta do that again
I ***ta do that shit, hold on a sec
Why?
Do I wanna stick em with another hit up out of abyss?
Why?
I'm at the pinnacle when I rip it I'ma kill em in this
Why?
Do I wanna stick em with another hit up out of abyss?
Why?
I'm at the pinnacle when I rip it I'ma kill em in this (whyyyy)

Why [8 times]


 
[h=1]Tech N9ne - Real Killer[/h]
 
"Real Killer"

[1st Verse]

I was kicking it
With this chick for a minute
She picked me to hit it
Real stiffly I sitted
He spit
Then we quit it
Then I told her
To miss me
And splitted
Quickly I lit it up
No problem to get it up
Then she called and said
She needed me to help her
Get rid of what
A baby
She said she wanted me to kill it
No evidence
Blood
Don't spill it
I'm saying at first
I didn't feel it
But then I started to ponder
On what was coming up
Yonder
A baby by a fling
Made days seem
Really somber
So we both were in agreement
The baby I seen it
Thinking of killing it
Made me almost fall
To the cement
This ain't a job
I can do myself
I ain't *** the brain for this
So I called a homie in Kansas
Who was trained for this
He said
The way I rap
And make skrill for a living
He said he kills for a living
For the grip span
He's a hit man
So I paid him a fee
He told me
What date it would be
Me and her was down
But I really don't think
The baby was G
So we three road to Kansas
Baby probably thinking we scandalous
Can't even walk
And we band his
Life
Man is trife
Walked in
And he told us to relax
I sat
And he took
Her and baby to the back
Before I came
I smoked some dope
To calm me
They came back
And she was baby less
And she was looking like a zombie
Baby gone (Baby gone)
Were we wrong (Hella wrong)
***ta move on (***ta move on)
Let it alone (yeah)
I dropped her off
But she didn't hate me
For killing the baby
She said she still
Wanted to date me
Crazy
I'm riding and I'm thinking
Why
I took a life
But I ain't tweeking
I know God
Probably thinking
I should die

[hook]
 
Real killer
That is me
Real killer
That is me
Real killer
That is me
This is what you call a what
Real killer
That is me
Real killer
That is me
Real killer
That is me
I don't really give a fuck
Real killer
That is me
Real killer
That is me
Real killer
That is me
Know that ain't nobody iller
Real killer
That is me
Mass murderer
Natural born killer
That is me

[2nd Verse]

A couple of years later
I'm creeping with this chicklet
Little thick chick
Hit it raw
And gave her triplets
I need to learn to hold my liquid
So I called my man
In Kansas City, Kan
I told him I
Needed him to do it again
After he put 'em away
I asked him
Homie how could you
Be so raw
He said to me
How could you be so raw
We scatted
one year later
I splatted
In the same chick
She wanted to have it
But I made her do
The same shit
So I murdered five kids of mine
I'm 'bout to sit in hell a lifetime
Bid for mine
Cause of abortion
No more
Abortion
Now it's blown out of proportion
Insane
Never again

[hook]

Real killer
That is me
Real killer
That is me
Real killer
That is me
This is what you call a what
Real killer
That is me
Real killer
That is me
Real killer
That is me
I don't really give a fuck
Real killer
That is me
Real killer
That is me
Real killer
That is me
Know that ain't nobody iller
Real killer
That is me
Mass murderer
Natural born killer
That is me
 
[h=1]Tech N9ne - She Devil[/h]
 
"She Devil"

[Chorus]
Sin with me I want you. She-devils in the house let me hear ya
(Hey) off top I ***s to get near ya

[Verse 1]
Often they blow ya top watch when they hold ya jock
Shocked when the notch sold crotch and you lost composure
Soft for the ho's ya not stocked fulla roll ya walk for the
Hot shot wanna cop and do lots of dosha

She devil her greed level is hella high
Speed rebel exceed pedals with a devils eye
They call girl and strip they all twirl and trip in yaw world
They dip and all thorough and hip

Hustlers they sluts and drug smugglers
Money they double up throw that stuff up and bubble up
Best believe when I get ya I'm bout to strap it down
Cause wadatah Imma tippy tah on ya capitown

I go to have it now, TECH N9NE it's a habit
*** to stab it I'm savage hound
She devils are incredible out 4 thy dough
At her crilla is scrilla ex and tapes of Taebo yo

[Verse 2]
Today my wife left, I don't give a fuck bitch
That's why I'm paying you 150 bucks
To suck me and caniver
Let this diabetic dick touch your saliva

I take em blid and crazy 14 to 48
Every since we fucked I been coughing and losing weigh stink ho
Trying to creep bitch pick your son up
He been at school for a week

You fucking freak trying to get the best of me
Kidnap you ass leave you lost like really without destiny
You stank trick you suck dick Jason Williams
(What up!) Shoot this dirty bitch

[Verse 3]
This devilish bitch is so succulent
Taking a piece of my soul every time that I bust a nut
She's like a succubus a nymphomaniac laying me back
On a fitchy mattress cum stinking smelling like catfish
 
Still I hit yeah I did it her pussy travels it doesn't have a pivet
I remember when she was timid your scandalous ass
Taking the pastors cash *** em on the sucking your tits
Snorting and passing hash

I still had to grab that ass had to laugh at stories
About you ragged ass-licking maxi pads, you dirty bitch
You used to be nerdy bitch
Now she's in the backyard fuck thirty pits

[Verse 4]
Now besides being on ex and regardless of having sex
We getting close to gellets just grinding to every kick
2 fingers up in her pussy my hands rubbing her tits
As soon as my wife push me her mans fucking a trick

(I don't care she know I trick) but she's starting to get hip
To it cause she's finding matches inside of my pockets
That say I strip which means I might get caught lose
Everything that I bought, the house, the kids, and the car I know it sounds Bizarre

But we should give her a call and see if she want it in that way
It's 3-way sex and we can all be friends
I know you've done it before don't act like you haven't whore
I'm bout to lose my wife I can't afford a divorce

[Verse 5]
Fucking with your pussy it's a handful you think
I'm drowning then you clowning
So basically bitch you're a damn fool and that's a given fact
Plus I remember back when you was young I could see 100 niggas thru your gap

And all of them was probably hitting that
That's embarrassing you're stuck with 30 children, 20 miscarriages
In and out of buildings aint caring who it is fucking newlyweds
Didn't mean to do it but you did slut

[Verse 6]
Devilish she's never to be faithful
Credit or fee it's better that she's tranquil
Even a apple my cock can unlock
The key to your asshole

Stop the plot do the freeze on my cash flow
Cock the gloc I thru these in the castle
Fresh outta school with a disease and a tassle
Ski's and it's natural you just my ho that's the reason you stack dough
 
[h=1]Tech N9ne - Slacker[/h]
 
"Slacker"

[Chorus]
Imma slacker, never did I have a lot of dough
Imma slacker, smoking pot and watchin' videos
Imma slacker, go whichever way the wind blows
Those just tuning in I'm just letting' ya know
That Imma slacker, every time I take a look around
Imma slacker, stuck upon my face is a frown
I don't do enough, I just fool around
Ya'll can go to hell, how does that sound

[Verse 1]
Imma product of reganomics neurotic they sayinI'm it just *** up inhaling chronic
The oddest I'm staying honest
I'm bout to make it famous
So you can take that J.O.B. and
You can shove it up your anus.

I ain't never understood how the world works
But I always understood why
The girls twirk for a baller not a 9 to 5
Barely makin' it with disgust behind your eyes

So I just grip my piece, rip off fleece
Out to take yo lip off chief
With my peeps we ruthless
If you *** money induce it goofs get toothless
We loose off 2 fifths we useless

I wanna kick it but ain't *** the dough
Sneak in the concert trip and make'em stop the show
We ***s ta go, push me and I'll sock the po
Getting' the bail my parents is impossible

[Chorus]

[Verse 2]
 
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