Artist: Tech N9ne f/ Krizz Kaliko
Album:  The Storm
Song:   I Get It Now
Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com 

[Intro: Tech N9ne]
Industry does not, feel you
I'm sick of this shit
Blind bitches wish N9ne's wickedness away

[Tech N9ne]
Motherfuckin killer B, there's about to become a distillery
The majority don't really feel a G with the paint and a dark soliloquy
Music they said killed the fee, me, Krizz and Makzilla free
So I'm gonna have to keep it real with me, fuck them straight with agility
They callin me crazy, don't wanna play me
So I make the music that will target they babies
And open 'em up to wicked shit, they wanna know how hip is this
This never been no hipster shit, so the fakers see me and diss the 'fit
I ain't cool like the late great Biggie Smalls, the illest
So I went the route of a killer clown comin to pillage a village
Steady tryin to get 'em all to feel it, but I learned you can't please everybody
When my mother was livin they used to say "Your son is scary Maudie"
I don't give a flyin, dyin, spy inside of al-Qaeda
They lyin when tryin to diss Tech N9ne and when they all shall buy us
I don't fit the part for mainstream cause I'm rougher
Only time they wanna look like me is Halloween motherfucker
I realize I'm not inviting

[Chorus: Tech N9ne] + (Krizz Kaliko)
You ain't with it, sit it down
I'm a vicious, wicked clown
And I'm, livid, when the, critics, give us, frowns
Trippin, with this, nigga's sound, yup, I get it now~!
(Get it, me and you-you, nah we are not the same)
(We unequal and the people is to blame, get it?) I get it now
(Yeah, I guess I got the wrong pants on)
(And I don't really make no dance songs, get it?) I get it now

[Tech N9ne]
Y'all can't tell I'm fuckin myself up more and more on purpose?
I LOVE scarin the hell out of y'all, haha

Stick the masses, whack it off in the casket
Sound like they wrist broken like put the fuckin lotion in the basket
"How is he livin lavish when he rap really fast and he mask it?"
They don't get it when I gas it, they laugh at it, mad it ain't ratchet
They wanna wear clothes just like A$AP Rocky, like Yeezy and Drake
That's what they identify with, not a nigga with the clown paint on his face
I get it that I'm wicked, when I spit it they be comin to get 'em a ticket
Talk a lot of shit at the gate and they gotta zip it
When I'm bustin they open up to somethin different and dig it
I get it, I never looked like the average black dude
Track shoes, gold teeth and covered in tattoos
'Gnac, booze, reekin and chiefin the sack through
Speakin about reachin them hardened hat screws, JACK move!
Yes I've become a, big boss
But I'll never be cool as, Rick Ross
That's okay, N9ne's been rhyming
And now he's shining - PERFECT, TIMING!!

[Chorus]

[Tech N9ne]
So what I've come to realize is, I will never, fit in
So it's my duty, to make sure, that I stand the fuck out!

{*reversed*}
Meht etinu lliw eh esuac ,meht sthgif reven eh yhw s'taht ,meht ekil gnihton s'eH

[Outro: Tech N9ne]
If this thing does not, kill you
Grind back to back tracks
Find racks on racks
N9ne's stacking that all day