[Tech N9ne] Follow me, all around the planet, I run the gamut on psychology They could never manage, we do damage wit’ no apology Pick ‘em out the panic, a little manic ’cause I gotta be Frantic, I’ma jam it ’cause I’m an oddity Down for the trackin’ like I’m grabbin’ at my binoculars I could pop at you, papa, ’cause I’m partners wit’ Waka Flocka Gimme the top of hip-hop and watch ‘im make ‘em rock With a show-stopper, chakras poppin’ off the (Worldwide Choppers) If you anybody, you notice it Take as the pinnacle, now the ideal nickel solos it Little coders to pull again, wrote it quick and they quoted it Yo, when it exposed, the flow be hold it, ’cause when that motor spit A-bi-de-a, bi-de-a, never to get free of the rear Better to get just near the mirror, ready to get near my heirs Gimme the knock and I’ma chop it, he came and it went tomorrow But I’ma lock it down and hop in the pocket like empanadas
Hit ‘em up and get ‘em up, I ain’t done, I ain’t did enough Trippin’ when I rip it, I be the X when I split ‘em up Sorta like I was liquored up and backin’ up in the cup Everybody be knowin’ I be actin’ up when I buzz From Missouri to Canada, I be keepin’ the stamina If you never been a fan of the man, the planet’s unanimous Killa Kaz’ll fuck anybody, Tech is calamitous Leave ‘em in the dust, anybody, Tech when I’m standin’ up
Tech is hostile, he’s awful He really be wicked when he off in the bottle You wit’ it, you dig it, you never lost the apostle He’s thinkin’ he can give it the Poe and toss it Picasso Killin’ everybody off is the motto And I be the only chopper that’s tossed in the brothel You said it’s pathetic, my head is off in the taco I sped and you bled and you in the convo when I go
[Hook] I’m light years Ahead of my peers Want some, you can come bring it right here Can’t clown me Don’t come ’round me Bow down, I was crowned when they found me
(K.C.)
Check it, I’m ahead of ‘em, chop it up with the veteran A legend developin’, they gotta tell ‘im it’s evident Gotta notice an elephant, none of you niggas relevant’ You delicate, I’m lovin’ every second of this
(Denmark)
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(Alabama)
[Yelawolf] What if I ran into you wit’ a Pogo stick? Hopped up on top of you rappers like a Jehovah’s Witness? Wit’ a photo of Jesus and a paper pamphlet And I threw up more tracks like I was playin’ Hamlet? Syllable burnin’, that internal damage Swing, batter, batter, but then I lay back on a hammock Under an oak tree, like I was peelin’ pecans But instead, I’m peelin’ rappers’ heads, makin’ a sam-a-wich Think I’ma turn into and put a bullet inside of a Motherfucker from Westside, a 1987 box I’m headed up, yeah, headed for bucks Fuck ‘em all, make ‘em feel my dread like I had a head of locks Feelin’ rebuffed, like you had that shot But I hopped on the fuckin’ beat and I worldwide chopped Wanna I fuck wit’ Tech N9ne, well, then fine I smoke a beat wit’ Mr. Busta Rhymes, well, sure, why not? Really don’t need to show any more of my cock But I run across the stadium in a pair of your socks In a trenchcoat wit’ the pencil and a watch Then drop a verse before you can focus to beat the clocks Slumerican is out of control Heat it up, beat it up, then I gotta go But I’m a dump truck, just send another load Peter Piper dump a pile of peppers in your throats Wit’ an alien probe
[Hook] I’m light years Ahead of my peers Want some, you can come bring it right here Can’t clown me Don’t come ’round me Bow down, I was crowned when they found me
Twista! (Chicago)
[Twista] Like I gotta focus up in my rhythm Or loosen the venom and hit ‘em and give ‘em astig-a-ma-tism And then I’ma spit ‘em somethin’ so full of vengeance That everybody’ll wanna devour the pieces of my enemies ’cause of cannibalism Breakin’ ‘em off into particles, they get in a