Artist: Tech N9ne f/ Joyner Lucas, Logic Album: The Storm Song: Sriracha Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com [Intro] (Jesus~!) Yeah yeah, hell yeah Yeah yeah, hell yeah Yeah yeah, hell yeah Yeah yeah, hell [Tech N9ne] Froze over, when you thought you could hold Yoda With flows older than the first sold cold soda Grow more for my bros those rojo soldiers Them cincos are at it again, blow doja I am like, Iron Mike, back in the day my rhyming's iron height Defiant flight, try and bite Like a razor in a candy apple, a taser in a jammy, tackled by a neighbor with the family shackles, laborin a man he's gaffled I get angry, I sip bombs (chea!) on your rich lawn I was brought up Muslim and Christian, I been studyin Chrislam (chea!) That's not a thing so I place this John in your chick's palm Give her somethin beautiful to kiss on 'til I spit one to her lip balm (chea!) I've been rhymin since Reagan in politics, polished it Then got a big wallet where all of my dollars sit To the wall is split then I gotta sick the casa, your god exists Cause a lot of chicks holler "Mr. Chopper, you're hot as shit" Ahh~! [Chorus: Tech N9ne] They say I'm the best at what I do After me it's 5, 4, 3 and 2 Sometime I think they all gum bumpin So I tell 'em all to put that on somethin Sriracha, I put that on everythang Sriracha, I put that on everythang Sriracha, I put that on everythang Sriracha, I put that on everythang [Logic] Yeah, I guess I'm supposed to come with that fast flow Woo! I guess I'm supposed to come with that gas flow But no - I'ma just spit it, I'ma get it good, wish you would tell me what I should, do, I don't know, hit the do' Uh, yeah, feel like I been here befo'; maybe I have but I can't fuck with it Hit 'em with a semi-automatic, watch 'em duck with it Speakin on lyrical ability, everybody my vicinity Blowin they mind like Kennedy, I got no love for the enemy Somebody tell me the remedy, I'm like "What's good? Been fine" Tell me what's on your mind Rewind this shit, my message is beyond this shit I put that on everything, I'm just bein honest, shit So what's up? Hold up, Tech I'm sorry for the hold up, but I been on the road Shoulda had this verse to yo' ass a long time ago When I put that on everything, I ain't had a minute to myself But I been livin like I ain't finna see tomorrow, I ain't focused on no wealth I been livin good, I been feelin fine Pass the sriracha, I put that shit on all of mine Bustin like Columbine combined with a terrorist's mind that's been confined in four walls for some time [Chorus] [Tech N9ne] Sriracha the flavor popper, we gotcha, even haters jock us These choppers invade the knockers then BLOCKA Disintegrating every chakra eager to off ya, you can bet that we doin it proper When I put the bullets in a fully with a hoodie ain't nobody gon' stop us! [Joyner Lucas] Ain't nobody gonna stop us, nobody gon' top us We leave 'em with no option, leave 'em with no conscience Leave 'em with no oxygen, leave 'em with no problem And even though I coulda seen what they watchin, TV with a DVD, I can repeat when I see these street shockin, easy if it need be then I just eat beats and I'm Eazy-E, Compton, I eat meat like I'm EBT shopping Credit card max, bend the bars back, fuck your hoe, get brain and all that Run in your house and bring your whore back, sever your face and dead the doormat Who got the keys to the rented Corvette, can't catch me, I'm the man in all black I been a nice chap since Catman on crack, fuck that, I been nice way before that Can't ignore that, you can try though, but you gon' end up next to Dido I'm that pen that wrote the Bible, I'm on your skin like vitiligo Sing for the moment, I hit the high note, someone please let Elton John know Tell the lieutenant I'm Hect Camacho with a Catholic priest and the Pentecostal Why y'all niggaz wiggidy-wiggidy-WACK, gettidy get in the BACK With a umbilical PATCH, jump in the middle of the TRACK None of y'all niggaz can ACT so y'all niggaz are PACKED Come and get it get CAPPED, fuckin a bitch in the WHIP Give me your moment to FALL, I'm gonna fit in the CAR I can do better than YOURS, I can be ready to BRAWL I can be shattered and ALL, nobody want to be HARD Better be ready for WAR, tell me who ready for MORE! [Tech N9ne] Joyner... [Chorus]