Artist: Tech N9ne f/ Big Scoob, JL B.Hood Album: Strangeulation Vol. II Song: Strangeulation Vol. II Cypher III Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com [Intro: Tech N9ne] I'm proud to present this cypher to my Technicians Cause this one has been a long time comin So I call on my big homie Big Scoob And my lil' homie, JL, of B.Hood Let's go {*repeat 2X*} "We whip it whip it, we whip it whip it, we whip it whip real good" [Big Scoob] Yeah, ha, Big Fella Back pushin that trap shit to yo' tracklist Tecca Nina's new package, Big Fella gon' snap bitch Whip game, I'm magic, front flips, no backflips Still eatin on passed whips, looky here, these facts bitch (yeah!) Big Fella, y'all know me mayne, Show Me homie, I'm still the same I'm a little older, got a little colder, I'm still a soldier, I'm blowin flames Time to get it, what's happenin Blood? This don't get it, I'm actin up Y'all ain't wit it then I'ma go get it and ship it in, in the back of the bus Nah, I'm just fuckin with it, bickin back and havin fun Bullshit I'm havin none, pussy niggaz best hold they tongue Flip a switch and I'm with the shit, get to clappin clips and I'm bangin drums Ignorant with this ig'nant shit and my only wish is you come get some [JL B.Hood] I told you bitches where the fuck I'm from Showed you this is where the luck might run Out for the doubt, what you do with your mouth about to be part of the reason I come and bust my gun Finicky front, wanna be just like them Nigga's a bore/boar, be hunted just like one This no war nor kid time son It's a warning, do nothing dumb You can feel what it is when exposed to the G's A real one exists this close to the lead Get ahold of the disk you supposed to believe The show is a trip and the flow's a disease Coke gotta fizz, got zones of the trees Never let 'em live, let alone let 'em breathe Not a fuck I could give, like "Fucks? What are these?" Pros we official, the hoes Lebanese Strange got the game in a guillotine choke Language aimed seen finna be quo- -ted, know it ain't my enemy hope Swank if you can't consider me dope Ya skank wanna grope me and Joey Cool both On the +Bull+ with a 7, no Toni Kukoč Bitch check in though whenever you post They come out the woodworks know whenever you close You know what I'm yellin, know somebody better tell 'em Hard head make a soft ass, let me get 'em Up in art class was the only time he drew a weapon Up the bar +Blurred Lines+, I'm a +Urban Legend+ No T.I., TMI but I'm fuckin with protection +Paperwork+ in red like I'm makin a correction Select what I said, hope you makin the connection We come at a nigga head, it come off him in a second Me and Tech got high, said we finna do work Spat hot lava, finna shoot first You expect not vibe, I could only do church If my nigga was alive I am in the booth hurt! Know that I'ma ride why I tell 'em B.Hood You would look odd in my neck of the woods If I really wanna slide in yo' hoe I could But I'm God with a double O, dope? Nope, I'm good Step like I should! [Chorus 2X: Tech N9ne] I steps like a real should Paper but still hood, we whip it real good Ayy, we makin yo' bitches feel good Yanked it and still could, we whip it real good