complaints From your neighbors about loud music late at night If you can keep it low after 10pm it would be appreciated Thanks! [Chorus][Tech N9ne &
boom) Let it beat like (Bang bang bang bang) Turn it up like (Boom boom boom boom) Let it bang Let it bang [Verse 3 - Tech N9ne] They don't want me
boom) Let it beat like (Bang bang bang bang) Turn it up like (Boom boom boom boom) Let it bang Let it bang [Verse 3 - Tech N9ne] They don't want me to
you to the other side of the black sun (If you disrespect, you (?) regret it) Ya fuckin' right Joe Vertigo said it fo ya mouth Yeah, [Hook] [Verse 3 - Tech N9ne
strong enough to stop fuckin Tech N9ne nigga Ain't nuttin! Ain't nobody got no muthafuckin beef with me, nigga fuck you! (Verse 1) Tech N9ne: Better
one outey from perious puffs Devious sluts, mysterious stuff Picked up the phone its on I got my niggas on the line ready to swoop the N9ne Once again
{Tech N9ne} Man, I can't even picture myself, not breathin, but its certain. I love too much I love to many to count em' So extras and pets it's easy
my fans made it for everyone to see Forever accepting N9nes soul [Outro] I'm back stage right before I go on and I hear everybody screaming my name Tech N9ne, Tech N9ne
Yo, it's Mr. hm hm hm hm hm hm hm Tech N9ne Yo, we're partners against substances baby, like this [Tech N9ne] (Verse 1) I was was hanging around my
and we draggin actin brand new Actin like he never seen my face and I ain't got loot They know I'm Cash Image And I'm with Tech N9ne And fore the club
just wanna Go somewhere with my children, man Disappear, like dear God Make me a bird so I can fly Fly far away from here Tech N9ne)
' the way that we're Midwest Chop, ya Strange music bitch, seven years of excellence T on T and N, 9 and E, real numbers bitch Now from us to you, Tech N9ne
[Tech N9ne] I used to press my Dickies with Stay Flo Sold pieces for my reli, Chasin peso Now they want me with nothin cause I let my pay show So I hop
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
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne] Morale is short and my heart and my brain and spirit's out of order And now the Lord ? how thou recorda (Ehr) Fallen angel warrior
cursed to drown in the bowels Of the earth man I'll be first to growl and burst out the vowels Of the original murderist verse out the mouth Big Tech N9ne