Artist: Tech N9ne f/ Krizz Kaliko, Prozak, Rittz Album: Strangeulation Vol. II Song: Strangeulation Vol. II Cypher IV Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com [Intro: Tech N9ne] So you know you got to go when Tech N9ne hand you this track So I call on Krizz, Rittz, and Prozak, let's go! [Krizz Kaliko] Heh, here we go again! Yeah, ay Tech, watch this! Kali baby, I guess I'm back at it again (hehe) Lemme laugh at 'em again cause they know I write the back out of a pen Holy moly get goin, nobody hold 'em is what they told 'em And 'posed ta be motor yell{?}, and sick and ain't gettin over it Sicker lip and watch 'em clown, watch 'em clown clown Love to tickle 'em, I be lickin 'em down, give 'em the crown Look at the ground when you approachin the regal Beagle And people don't be equal and when they sayin is fecal Better give it up, put 'em in the blender Surrender it like you had enough, never no contender Pretendin like you ready to buck, Ninja Turtle talkin to a Splinter I don't give a fuck (ah-ha) it goes up Killin niggaz like the coppers and rappers on my thing-a-ma-bobber Come to choppin I'm the home of the Whopper Your girly boppin, I don't think I can stop her So dope that it made her wanna gimme a slobber They remember you, when you stop and you pop every syllable Bow down to a nigga that's better than you And he thinkin he can come and speak at him really rude (Ah-ha!) Eat a nigga food I'll knock the stuffin out ya muffin fuckin knucklehead Never did it wrong cause you singin the song all in yo' head Lead off, I beat the beat up and go, run a nigga feet off and chew 'em like a piece of pilaf (yeah!) Shittin on niggaz and leave the seat off Then re-tweet off, social media this to beat off to Damn, they thinkin we lost cause when we get off a look at themselves sayin we awful (yeah!) Cause it's more than bread that we wantin Me and Nina keepin 'em jumpin And we won't stop 'til we get to the top You in the way then we Midwest chop ya! [Rittz] Shit, never could do right in school, I just choose to cruise by The principal told me I'm a loser, dude's right All I did as a kid was shoot dice, I'm too white Cause I'm excused, my future never was too bright But who would've knew I'd be lucky enough to get a record deal and pursue my musical tube site Not once, but two times I murder shit, a repeat offender with the biggest independent, salute N9ne If they bustin I'ma take this rappin shit to a new height Too tight like Drake's bike jacket, my crew like a pack of wild wolves 'bout to howl at the moonlight You wanna come at us? God bless, gesundheit You a pussy, you might lose a fight with a bull dyke And I already give you a few strikes A few of mine kinda swole with this slangin face base lay a bull's-eye And you like "Ooh my" And I ain't quittin 'til I got a crib in Malibu sittin poolside I'm chillin sippin Crown out a coke bag I say what I'm thinkin, never been known to hold back I'm pimpin 'em steadily, puttin hoes on Prozak Blow got me lookin like my nose is snow-capped Under the scopes, steady gettin groped and poked at Then those that oppose that wanna do-si-do Play rope-a-dope will get you K.O.'d or toe-tagged At 5'10" you can see my 'fro from rows back Fake friends hangin on my coast below Tech Hate the term "no homo" but I'm sick of bendin over gettin fucked for the dough I don't have Oh snap, forgot it was a +Chopper+ song This is what you wanna hear, I guess I better do a study how I execute it, therapeautic, don't compare me Some of these rappers got a bigger pussy than the Octomom A-ya-uh-yeah! [Prozak] Yeah, yo Thinkin about takin it to another level I'm from another realm like an angel fallin from heaven I fell, to the Earth, a purpose of resurrection I'm comin through your speakers like demonic possession And hell's bells, don't be afraid of mythology Deep inside my brain is a wicked psychology Ancient revelation intertwine with technology Alien biology, you know that I gotta be {"STRANGE!"} Damn right and I'm proud to be Biggest independent label, check the biography We takin over the industry without an apology Burnin all the bridges, tell me who wanna follow me I'm, sick with the sickness and spit with the quickness So vicious with e-ve-ry bar (bar, bar) So best to be leavin me lonely Psychotic and mentally scarred (scarred, scarred) And I don't really wanna be the one to tell you but I will if you don't get it by now (by now) Our Strangers are angels and able to seal the game You lames better bow down (bow, down) You need to recognize a miracle inside the lyrical We're killin all these shows now (shows now) It started from the bottom Now we got the people showin up in line and uppin every time Takin it to another planet and stratosphere Circle like a satellite on top of this atmosphere Snake and Bat the symbol of the future, don't interfere You don't really wanna be the one we make disappear And this flow is hypnotic It's class A narcotics, you pop out the bottle Prescribed by psychologists, go for psychotic shit Prozak and Kaliko, Rittz - "Midwest Chopper" shit! [Outro] {*yawns*} Baby, you up? (Yeah, let's do it)