作曲 : Dean, Ellis, Yates [tech n9ne] (yukmouth) Regime killas, ah What the deal (it's that lethal) What's poppin Regime ******s in this mother****** for the one nine nine twist ************ (uh, that regime ************t) Regime ************t, yeah (done deal, bumbell) New millenium rhymers ****** (what, tech a nina) The bumbell Where the ****** you at (up in this ************) [yukmouth] (tech n9ne) Uh, what uh, introducin two of the regime's finest (regime) tech a nina And smoke a lot himself (smoke a lot, bumbell) Let's serve these ******s with the straight shh, uh ****** (in your back ************) ****** that, i'm tired of not being of the bungalow ************t This bumbell for you ****** [yukmouth] It's bumbell bumbell, that's straight rapid fire That override your ampliphiers and the woofers Your bass tube hook ups shut the ****** up with wires cooked up ******s stash my tape like gats in the bushes, it's that lethal It'll probably have you killing people, for real Cops say it's illegal to have a yuk tape in your possesion ******s keep going to jail for 11, 350's and 211's 187's, concealed weapons, all the above Tear the ****** club up with my ****** what [tech n9ne] That tech n9ne ******, lyrically blind ******s on the grind All the time you will find i spiritually define ******, rhyme killa I'm the purer from missour-a Quick when i rip ************t trip this animalistic, ****** ace ventura By the power of my dead ******s i'ma ride this like a rollercoaster Ain't nobody ****** with my ******s i'm the killa representin cosa nostra So bust like you're supposed to We guaranteed this gon sell cuz this ************t's the bumbell ****** [chorus: (tech n9ne)] x 2 (ba bum) This ************t is heated (ba bum) Your ************t's deleted (ba bum) And when you need it (ba bum) We drunk and ******ed As long as this rap ************t sells Us ******s with figures we keep releasin the bumbell [yukmouth] ************ i can make ya ?ven? (ba bum) Make ya ?land? (ba bum) Make the fans (ba bum) Gang related dance (ba bum) I can make the hood (ba bum) Make your ?kim wood? (ba bum) Make your stereo (ba bum) Make calico (ba bum) They dumpin on us, clunk clunk go the trunk Grab the pump, bang my ************t when you in the mist to funk Or get ************t crunked When ************t jumps, i'm the theme music Like thorazine, the fiends cling to it I didn't mean to do it The music made me do it, it made me loose it Got my mind playin tricks Now my nine can't stop sprayin ************t Until the ****** lay in a ditch And when i played this ************t it blew my speakers out Looked out the window i saw ****** fiends and tweakers out in the Middle of the street doing the electric slide, you shoulda peeped it out It got me geeked out, hustlin makin scrilla After every word i got to say ****** Like what's up ******? Let's smoke this blunt ****** Oh, yesterday got caught, got ****** up ****** You bumpin yuk ******? Oh that's the bumbell [chorus] x 2 [tech n9ne] We're now listening to the sounds of tech n9ne I don't need no medication, i just packs my crispy flows Endo, rum and fornication, jammed up for y'all filthy hoes That ****** named tech n9ne is a mother****** on gang related Hater's gotta respect mine or the next time get strangulated Rap a lot summoned me, i told em that i had a gun in me Loony as a ****** wanna be, kindly get the ****** from front of me Sleepin with a black cat in my lap, spliitin poles daily Under a lot of weight and on a bus on a broken mirror don't faze me They say tech when i rap you wouldn't be alive ****** that, i got ******s lettin em go for tweleve five, bumbell's live We bringin heat to the game, deep when we came ******s ****** up and put they feet to the flame Got that (ish) if you want it, gives a (uff) i'm a flaunt it That (haaaa) got ******s thinkin i'm hunted, the bumbell [chorus] x 2 [tech n9ne] (yukmouth) Yeah (live and direct) Kc meets oakland, oakland meets houston, a killa mixture (bumbell) bumbell (what) Tech n9ne (regime ************t) Ish, uck, ****** What you wanna do Regime crew Like that ****** Me and yuknouth up in this mother****** puttin this ************t in your back For the one nine nine twist You know what i'm sizzlin? You know what i'm sizzlin? You know what i'm sizzlin? Regime killas! (thugged out, yukmouth)
作曲 : Dean, Ellis, Yates [tech n9ne] (yukmouth) Regime killas, ah What the deal (it's that lethal) What's poppin Regime ******s in this mother****** for the one nine nine twist ************ (uh, that regime ************t) Regime ************t, yeah (done deal, bumbell) New millenium rhymers ****** (what, tech a nina) The bumbell Where the ****** you at (up in this ************) [yukmouth] (tech n9ne) Uh, what uh, introducin two of the regime's finest (regime) tech a nina And smoke a lot himself (smoke a lot, bumbell) Let's serve these ******s with the straight shh, uh ****** (in your back ************) ****** that, i'm tired of not being of the bungalow ************t This bumbell for you ****** [yukmouth] It's bumbell bumbell, that's straight rapid fire That override your ampliphiers and the woofers Your bass tube hook ups shut the ****** up with wires cooked up ******s stash my tape like gats in the bushes, it's that lethal It'll probably have you killing people, for real Cops say it's illegal to have a yuk tape in your possesion ******s keep going to jail for 11, 350's and 211's 187's, concealed weapons, all the above Tear the ****** club up with my ****** what [tech n9ne] That tech n9ne ******, lyrically blind ******s on the grind All the time you will find i spiritually define ******, rhyme killa I'm the purer from missour-a Quick when i rip ************t trip this animalistic, ****** ace ventura By the power of my dead ******s i'ma ride this like a rollercoaster Ain't nobody ****** with my ******s i'm the killa representin cosa nostra So bust like you're supposed to We guaranteed this gon sell cuz this ************t's the bumbell ****** [chorus: (tech n9ne)] x 2 (ba bum) This ************t is heated (ba bum) Your ************t's deleted (ba bum) And when you need it (ba bum) We drunk and ******ed As long as this rap ************t sells Us ******s with figures we keep releasin the bumbell [yukmouth] ************ i can make ya ?ven? (ba bum) Make ya ?land? (ba bum) Make the fans (ba bum) Gang related dance (ba bum) I can make the hood (ba bum) Make your ?kim wood? (ba bum) Make your stereo (ba bum) Make calico (ba bum) They dumpin on us, clunk clunk go the trunk Grab the pump, bang my ************t when you in the mist to funk Or get ************t crunked When ************t jumps, i'm the theme music Like thorazine, the fiends cling to it I didn't mean to do it The music made me do it, it made me loose it Got my mind playin tricks Now my nine can't stop sprayin ************t Until the ****** lay in a ditch And when i played this ************t it blew my speakers out Looked out the window i saw ****** fiends and tweakers out in the Middle of the street doing the electric slide, you shoulda peeped it out It got me geeked out, hustlin makin scrilla After every word i got to say ****** Like what's up ******? Let's smoke this blunt ****** Oh, yesterday got caught, got ****** up ****** You bumpin yuk ******? Oh that's the bumbell [chorus] x 2 [tech n9ne] We're now listening to the sounds of tech n9ne I don't need no medication, i just packs my crispy flows Endo, rum and fornication, jammed up for y'all filthy hoes That ****** named tech n9ne is a mother****** on gang related Hater's gotta respect mine or the next time get strangulated Rap a lot summoned me, i told em that i had a gun in me Loony as a ****** wanna be, kindly get the ****** from front of me Sleepin with a black cat in my lap, spliitin poles daily Under a lot of weight and on a bus on a broken mirror don't faze me They say tech when i rap you wouldn't be alive ****** that, i got ******s lettin em go for tweleve five, bumbell's live We bringin heat to the game, deep when we came ******s ****** up and put they feet to the flame Got that (ish) if you want it, gives a (uff) i'm a flaunt it That (haaaa) got ******s thinkin i'm hunted, the bumbell [chorus] x 2 [tech n9ne] (yukmouth) Yeah (live and direct) Kc meets oakland, oakland meets houston, a killa mixture (bumbell) bumbell (what) Tech n9ne (regime ************t) Ish, uck, ****** What you wanna do Regime crew Like that ****** Me and yuknouth up in this mother****** puttin this ************t in your back For the one nine nine twist You know what i'm sizzlin? You know what i'm sizzlin? You know what i'm sizzlin? Regime killas! (thugged out, yukmouth)
