Tech N9ne - L | Текст песни

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hey
it's time to get into some sin you been listenin to giberish hits in the interum them are done cause cause here me come
to make you stand up stand tough hands up damn ya
if you don't get it get rid of it, trip if you diggin it
I gues I got more than my balls and my word I got broads in a herd chasin this and all on my nerves
they have the illness
they feel this realness chill bitch I got the bed that's too crowded for you to come get in it I spit that tech sheizter off to y'all it's crazy even Michael Jackson said it's off the wall
I brought the sickness big techs live less
midwestI be the best don't forget it nobody can get wit it So when you see me in the spot, bow down trick
I eat, drink, sleep, dress, look and sound rich
So jump up, they pumped up, crunked up everyone must
stop wit the jealousy wit me the hatas be rivvited
(K.I.L.L) E to the r uh dot (bang!) just ain't fair, that when I pop up the spot be like YEAH!

Chorus:
Killer killer it's the gorilla Everyday fill ya they screamin like
yeah yeah yeah
like yeah yeah yeah
Mr Mr "quick to get wit'cha"
chick if she ?? she be like
yeah yeah yeah
like yeah yeah yeah

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