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Artist: Tech N9ne
Album:  The Storm
Song:   Godspeed
Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com 

{*thunder crashes*}
Kingdom!

[Intro: Tech N9ne]
From this day on
I will never, force, anything good, down anybody's throat
Now before I start spazzin
I'ma speak in a language, that the majority, will understand

[Tech N9ne - singing with Auto-Tune]
Niggaz see me shinin
They know Tech Nina the best at the rhymin
Yeah, but they ain't buyin
Strange Music flyin, we steady climbin
I'm still a wanted man
I get a hunnid band, still I do Summer Jam
Whoa, Tecca N9ne milla
Kansas, City, Killa

[Tech N9ne]
TURN UP!
Bubblin up with it because a nigga be gassin
Enemy know that I'm ready for action
No matter the money we gotta go dummy, I'm wit it so nigga what's happenin?
I feel like comin and do it with passion
Whenever I'm in the booth, I'm real as Ramen and Juicy Juice
And the vomit induced, when the onyx been poop
Regroup and spin this shit, learnin this level of linguistics
Lot of you who lose it love lickin +Limp Bizkits+
And I am done! (DONE!) Tryna shine a star of Donnie
To the people like "Fuck this nigga!" Soundin way less Farrakhan-y
Never can raise the bar up on me, I am on par with omni
Kill everything in sight before the light say Habari Gani (yeah!)
Longevity, haters don't wan' credit me
When I'm steadily reachin people like mom said it'd be
They yawn heavily like they be gone medically
When I'm bustin on this bitch industry like Ron Jeremy
This song's therapy, strong genetically
Bomb palms red if he's blond, here to denouncin the Don's pedigree (chea!)
I'm a 'gnac linguist (yeah) with a black penis (yeah)
I can act meanest (yeah!) cause I'm a rap genius (yeah!)
Keepin 'em crack fiendish (grr) praise KOD please (chea!)
For blowin up himself like his last name was ISIS (chea!)
No kryptonite, I'ma be Superman makin Zod leave
Thinkin you're gonna do better you're puffin the odd trees

[Chorus: Tech N9ne]
(Godspeed~!) Everybody know us
We ain't gotta say it, they know can't nobody hold us
Maybe cause the flow screams
Inner city killer, ain't no comin from the shoulder
Strikin like a cobra (Kansas City!)
Lightin up the dough, we gonna blow just like I told ya
Steady gettin mo' green
Killer, city, soldier

[Tech N9ne]
TURN UP!
Low IQ listeners they bashin (niggaz they bashin!)
Lightweight keepin me flashin
I don't think they ready for the murder for the slashin
From "MMM" choppin 'em up in pieces in a wicked fashion
Not a nigga left, why you triggered death?
From the hottest spitter fought a bigger Tech, how ya figured that?
How ya gonna test a hobbler, shoulda stayed behind the candelabra
The god does damage to who's talkin fuckin bolog-na (bologna)
About who the best, from my crew the threat
From here to Budapest, this how you shoot a Tec
I'ma forever be rippin you never be up and ahead of me cause I'ma shooter, do ya, through the, neck
Shake him 'til he open make a milli' man I did it, and I, blew the, check (yeah!)
For Pete's sake (yeah!)
This music is gleamin but because all of the streamin will never reach cake
Good thing we didn't get our piece late, we straight
Seven this beat's great, shoulda probably did it with Keith Ape!
This is for the villains (for the villains)
Kansas City livin stackin paper to the ceiling (to the ceiling)
And fuck how they feelin (fuck 'em!)
If they hate the way we movin cause we really make a killin (yeah!)
Make your broad leave (chea!)
Cause she diggin me and my niggaz, we get it open like five keys
Knock it out like the Ali's, but to you she was a raw tease
Not another soul'll rock it whenever the KOD breathes

[Chorus]

[Tech N9ne - singing with Auto-Tune]
Ohhh Godspeed
If you think you're brave enough then come and try me
I kill everything in siiiiiiiiight

[Tech N9ne]
People hate it that number one is related to the greatest
independent favorite that made it, hella rippin up stages
And gave it everything in pages, gainin real amazin wages
What double A did with Tra-vis integrated now as elated hits
Fuckin right nigga
We came up from the gutter to lots of butter, I put that on Uncle Ike nigga
Thanks to Carlton and Maudie, N9ne was born
Now everybody on the globe gonna have their eye on "The Storm"
{*thunder crashes*}