(Turkey)
 (?)

 (We started in the Midwest)
 (Now we 'bout to take it)
 (All over the world, baby! )
 (This is the pinnacle! )
 (Yeah, Tech N9ne! )

 [Tech N9ne]
 Follow me, all around the planet, [bad word] the gamut on psychology
 They could never manage, we do damage wit' no apology
 Pick 'em out the panic, a little manic 'cause I gotta be
 Frantic, I'ma jam it 'cause I'm an oddity
 Down for the trackin' like I'm grabbin' at my binoculars
 I could pop at you, papa, 'cause I'm partners wit' Waka Flocka
 Gimme the top of hip-hop and watch 'I'm make 'em rock
 With a show-stopper, chakras poppin' off the (Worldwide Choppers)
 If you anybody, you notice it
 Take as the pinnacle, now the ideal nickel solos it
 Little coders to pull again, wrote it quick and they quoted it
 Yo, when it exposed, the flow be hold it, 'cause when that motor spit
 A-bi-de-a, bi-de-a, never to get free of the rear
 Better to get just near the mirror, ready to get near my heirs
 Gimme the knock and I'ma chop it, he came and it went tomorrow
 But I'ma lock it down and hop in the pocket like empanadas

 Hit 'em up and get 'em up, I ain't done, I ain't did enough
 Trippin' when I rip it, I be the X when I split 'em up
 Sorta like I was liquored up and backin' up in the cup
 Everybody be knowin' I be actin' up when I buzz
 From Missouri to Canada, I be keepin' the stamina
 If you never been a fan of the man, the planet's unanimous
 Killa Kaz'll [bad word] anybody, Tech is calamitous
 Leave 'em in the dust, anybody, Tech when I'm standin' up

 Tech is hostile, he's awful
 He really be wicked when he off in the bottle
 You wit' it, you dig it, you never lost the apostle
 He's thinkin' he can give it the Poe and toss it Picasso
 Killin' everybody off is the motto
 And I be the only chopper that's tossed in the brothel
 You said it's pathetic, my head is off in the taco
 I sped and you bled and you in the convo when I go

 [Hook]
 I'm light years
 Ahead of my peers
 Want some, you [bad word] bring it right here
 Can't clown me
 [bad word] 'round me
 Bow down, I was crowned when they found me

 (K.C.)

 Check it, I'm ahead of 'em, chop it up with the veteran
 legend developin', they gotta tell 'I'm it's evident
 Gotta notice an elephant, none of you niggas relevant'
 You delicate, I'm lovin' every second of this

 (Denmark)

 (?)

 (Alabama)

 [Yelawolf]
 What if I ran into you wit' a Pogo stick?
 Hopped up on top of you rappers like a Jehovah's Witness?
 Wit' a photo of Jesus and a paper pamphlet
 And I threw up more tracks like I was playin' Hamlet?
 Syllable burnin', that internal damage
 Swing, batter, batter, but then I lay back on a hammock
 Under an oak tree, like I was peelin' pecans
 But instead, I'm peelin' rappers' heads, makin' a sam-a-wich
 Think I'ma turn into and put a bullet inside of a
 [bad word] from Westside, a 1987 box
 I'm headed up, yeah, headed for bucks
 [bad word] 'em all, make 'em feel my dread like I had a head of locks
 Feelin' rebuffed, like you had that shot
 But I hopped on the [bad word] #39; beat and I worldwide chopped
 Wanna I [bad word] wit' Tech N9ne, well, then fine
 I smoke a beat wit' Mr. Busta Rhymes, well, sure, why not?
 Really don't need to show any more of my [bad word] 
 But [bad word] across the stadium in a pair of your socks
 In a trenchcoat wit' the pencil and a watch
 Then drop a verse before you can focus to beat the clocks
 Slumerican is out of control
 Heat it up, beat it up, then I gotta go
 But I'm a dump [bad word]  just send another load
 Peter Piper dump up all the pe