作曲 : Watson, Yates The spiked red hair and the, and the paint in his face Whoa, hold on, man, Tech is losin' it, man He's not as grounded as he used to be Tech was a devil wor*************per Now have you seen a black dude red hair, long beard I mean look, he look scary to me too Man, that ain't Tech man, he sellin' out, man That's, that's, he's doin' that *************t for the white folks That's white *************t he doin', man I've been writing for nineteen years for sure Hate rules in these times, *************z don't wanna see me *************ne Stop me and then try to tell me, come gangsta And then compare me to Nelly, where ya bang bra? So this song's gonna tell me So called gangsta *************z who the ************* has always been the bigger GHey, I've been bustin' and fizz-knuckin' *********** It is nothin' for years puffin', I've been clutchin' riches from his muffin' Here's ************* you *************z this is toughin' IDon't know what the ************* you thinkin' tellin' me this *************t is hella fake Say, since way back in the days rappin' the blaze happen I raised raves craves the days was blade packin' and stage saggin' They's wackin' Nina stay laid back and IRap at *************z constantly they never know the money Nina makes Hey, this is amazin' how *************z formulate they hatin' You ***********' fornicate your mistakin' We can never correlate 'cause you fakin', huh? Who's bringin' in through bacon, huh? Who's keepin' this shakin', huh? Got any questions Sinister Tech and Tecca Nina *************z, know the rest Gay, is all you punks and Mitch Bades Diss in your trunk won't get played on the radio Two gangsta for an old lady, bro Gangsta *************z don't hate me no, ***********sta *************z won't face me though Talkin' *************t and bunch my people tellin' me I really need a vest, okay I rep the town harder than any of you *************z Wherever I stand my bills the same punk And you got the nerve to tell me Come gangsta, throw your rags in the air And know that nobody there will compare to your gangsta Saggin' pants to the floor Every woman's a ************* or a whore when you're a gangsta Pack ya guns in the club if they shrug And them thugs mean mug ya come gangsta Is what they sayin' to me I shoulda been done come with a gun For the ones who bump they gums who the one Said a ************* wasn't gonna make another record Said I was wack and washed up, done Said a ************* might scare little ones He's a ***********' nigh***********are, here he comes With red hair and my face painted They say gangsta Messy Marvin, Colione is so gangsta But I really ain't gangsta I need to come up wit a gangsta Scritch the scratch on my ************* Fat Tone is so gangsta You need a bit of that gangsta, you need to hang wit a gangsta Mr. Stinky Vigilante so gangsta, Brotha Lynch is gangsta The Bigga Figga is gangsta, 57 RDVs are so gangsta That ************* 50 is gangsta, they say When you in them streets, creep, creep' Cause some gangstas want a head blast 'cause I run with the red rags And tryin' to make the Feds flash, try to swipe my bread stash That's that bull*************t I'm gon' skip and try to go and get the money grip Okay, you *************z kill me in Nosferatu vampire bit my *************t' Cause you *************z feel me, surprised I got you right here with my *************t? So you gotta be thankful to who? By the way homie what's gangsta to you? Money, *********** and alcohol and plenty *********** all up on your ************* I got that How can C- Bo be wrong? How can Yukmouth be wrong? How can Lynch be wrong? How can 2Pac be wrong, *************? Come gangsta, throw your rags in the air And know that nobody there will compare to your gangsta Saggin' pants to the floor Every woman's a ************* or a whore when you're gangsta Pack ya guns in the club if they shrug And them thugs mean mug ya come gangsta Is what they sayin' to me I've been nice to you rapper cats for a long time I left Kansas City so them other cats can gon' *************ne But it seems these punks are confused because I'm my own kind But I'm back on deck 'cause Kansas City is who's throne? MineThis ain't no punk *************t, ************* this is strength at it's finest I made this *************t so all you simps can rewind it Meaning, you ************es who say this Tech *************t ain't hard for real And try to disregard the real, you ************ is hard to feel I get your death threats 'cause I'm the King, ************* Money, groupies, drugs and alcohol and bling *************t But I stay ahead of the game and you punks is so lame' Cause my mobbin' gangsta track will demolish your whole team I've been with every rapper who's legendary Underground to mainstream know that Tech is very hard' Cause I bring the hater, love me 'cause I'm your leader ***********, they suck my peter, while I drinkin' margaritas *************z get laid down, seven displayed sounds N9ne the Crazed Clown, lines like sprayed rounds This is for all you haters who don't bump my *************t If you say this ain't gangsta you can suck my ************* I might look like a Clown, huh But you *************z sound like a ***********' circus ************* you mother************s This ************* is the tightest ************* movin' man I mean, Tech N9ne will demolish all you *************z From the stage show, to rockin' the mic, you name it That's why I roll wit him, he my favorite rapper, real talk, Tech N9ne
作曲 : Watson, Yates The spiked red hair and the, and the paint in his face Whoa, hold on, man, Tech is losin' it, man He's not as grounded as he used to be Tech was a devil wor*************per Now have you seen a black dude red hair, long beard I mean look, he look scary to me too Man, that ain't Tech man, he sellin' out, man That's, that's, he's doin' that *************t for the white folks That's white *************t he doin', man I've been writing for nineteen years for sure Hate rules in these times, *************z don't wanna see me *************ne Stop me and then try to tell me, come gangsta And then compare me to Nelly, where ya bang bra? So this song's gonna tell me So called gangsta *************z who the ************* has always been the bigger GHey, I've been bustin' and fizz-knuckin' *********** It is nothin' for years puffin', I've been clutchin' riches from his muffin' Here's ************* you *************z this is toughin' IDon't know what the ************* you thinkin' tellin' me this *************t is hella fake Say, since way back in the days rappin' the blaze happen I raised raves craves the days was blade packin' and stage saggin' They's wackin' Nina stay laid back and IRap at *************z constantly they never know the money Nina makes Hey, this is amazin' how *************z formulate they hatin' You ***********' fornicate your mistakin' We can never correlate 'cause you fakin', huh? Who's bringin' in through bacon, huh? Who's keepin' this shakin', huh? Got any questions Sinister Tech and Tecca Nina *************z, know the rest Gay, is all you punks and Mitch Bades Diss in your trunk won't get played on the radio Two gangsta for an old lady, bro Gangsta *************z don't hate me no, ***********sta *************z won't face me though Talkin' *************t and bunch my people tellin' me I really need a vest, okay I rep the town harder than any of you *************z Wherever I stand my bills the same punk And you got the nerve to tell me Come gangsta, throw your rags in the air And know that nobody there will compare to your gangsta Saggin' pants to the floor Every woman's a ************* or a whore when you're a gangsta Pack ya guns in the club if they shrug And them thugs mean mug ya come gangsta Is what they sayin' to me I shoulda been done come with a gun For the ones who bump they gums who the one Said a ************* wasn't gonna make another record Said I was wack and washed up, done Said a ************* might scare little ones He's a ***********' nigh***********are, here he comes With red hair and my face painted They say gangsta Messy Marvin, Colione is so gangsta But I really ain't gangsta I need to come up wit a gangsta Scritch the scratch on my ************* Fat Tone is so gangsta You need a bit of that gangsta, you need to hang wit a gangsta Mr. Stinky Vigilante so gangsta, Brotha Lynch is gangsta The Bigga Figga is gangsta, 57 RDVs are so gangsta That ************* 50 is gangsta, they say When you in them streets, creep, creep' Cause some gangstas want a head blast 'cause I run with the red rags And tryin' to make the Feds flash, try to swipe my bread stash That's that bull*************t I'm gon' skip and try to go and get the money grip Okay, you *************z kill me in Nosferatu vampire bit my *************t' Cause you *************z feel me, surprised I got you right here with my *************t? So you gotta be thankful to who? By the way homie what's gangsta to you? Money, *********** and alcohol and plenty *********** all up on your ************* I got that How can C- Bo be wrong? How can Yukmouth be wrong? How can Lynch be wrong? How can 2Pac be wrong, *************? Come gangsta, throw your rags in the air And know that nobody there will compare to your gangsta Saggin' pants to the floor Every woman's a ************* or a whore when you're gangsta Pack ya guns in the club if they shrug And them thugs mean mug ya come gangsta Is what they sayin' to me I've been nice to you rapper cats for a long time I left Kansas City so them other cats can gon' *************ne But it seems these punks are confused because I'm my own kind But I'm back on deck 'cause Kansas City is who's throne? MineThis ain't no punk *************t, ************* this is strength at it's finest I made this *************t so all you simps can rewind it Meaning, you ************es who say this Tech *************t ain't hard for real And try to disregard the real, you ************ is hard to feel I get your death threats 'cause I'm the King, ************* Money, groupies, drugs and alcohol and bling *************t But I stay ahead of the game and you punks is so lame' Cause my mobbin' gangsta track will demolish your whole team I've been with every rapper who's legendary Underground to mainstream know that Tech is very hard' Cause I bring the hater, love me 'cause I'm your leader ***********, they suck my peter, while I drinkin' margaritas *************z get laid down, seven displayed sounds N9ne the Crazed Clown, lines like sprayed rounds This is for all you haters who don't bump my *************t If you say this ain't gangsta you can suck my ************* I might look like a Clown, huh But you *************z sound like a ***********' circus ************* you mother************s This ************* is the tightest ************* movin' man I mean, Tech N9ne will demolish all you *************z From the stage show, to rockin' the mic, you name it That's why I roll wit him, he my favorite rapper, real talk, Tech N9ne
