Artist: Tech N9ne f/ Big Scoob, Darrein Safron Album: Strange Reign Song: Let Go Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com [Big Scoob] Struggle make you humble as a muh'fucker, hungry as a muh'fucker Perception is a bitch but the truth is a muh'fucker Tired of you muh'fuckers, tired as a muh'fucker Ready to load a clip and get to bustin in this muh'fucker Lately I've been on some other type of shit Tryin to find some light in this, searchin for enlightened shit Exorcising demons every evening I've been fightin with Yard full of broken bottles, fightin not to take a swallow Fully-loaded clip I'm 'bout to flip and get to dumpin hollows Now e'rybody excited and I'm ready, I'ma die to win Head first I'm divin in, anybody fuck a friend A word with no meanin so I'm plottin and I'm schemin I'm so done with this dreamin, dyin slow and barely breathin Ain't no future in this bullshit, rappin or the street life Carvin my intestines and deception is the dull knife Switchin my direction, want perfection and a new life [Chorus: Big Scoob] High prices on the blow, let go So it's hard to get dough, let go Tried to run up in my pad, tryna hit me for my cash So I doom-doom-doom, had to let go Sick and tired of this shit, let go Old homie turned snitch, let go Homies brought it to the light, read it all in black and white Like ohhh no, had to let go [Darrein Safron] G shit, my jeans ripped My homies hold double XL magazine clip The heat spit like loose teeth, the kid kick like Bruce Lee Y'all false as Bloods that bleed Crip, on that weak shit I'm 2-3, ballin but I peep shit This for anybody that say that I'm on some sweet shit Th-this is for the "Darrein is just too R&B" shit This one for the money cause y'all always on some free shit I'm from the city with a system of poverty I've seen my homies go from ride-or-die to a rivalry I've seen these hoes loyalty turn into a robbery Like God, can you please bless these hoes with more honesty? B-but trust me I tried it before They say my city on fire like the devil horn I been talkin to God, he don't hear me though Sometimes I just wonder should I let it gooooo [Chorus] [Tech N9ne] E'rybody hungry, e'ry night we on three Aaron fight the Fahrenheit of very triflin homies When they starin right before me like they care but they parasites and only want a rare bite of millionaire Rice-A-Roni On yo' nose, the flare light is there like a Hongi Lead your layered life to lonely Nigga you best leave my premises, you don't wanna be my nemesis I'ma put it on the B-I-B-L-E (DIE) then I read my Genesis Nigga I train and I train for when they aim for my change At the range ain't a thang, they know my name and it's Strange Leave your brains on the terrain, dead if he came for the games Not to explain but me and my dame keep a thang and it bangs! A-ket-ket-ket-ket-ket-pooh-pooh-pdddit nigga, takin the livin to necro They never knew Missouri killers would be hillbillies like Jethro Bodine, slept slow, codeine, I'm so mean like Destro And I got the green like a gecko, and I'ma never let go - of it! [Chorus]