[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

[Busta Rhymes]
See how they ask when I’ma stomp on my dude
And when I’ma [bad word] it and pop it, and what I’ma drop on my dude
Inevitably, instead I’ma be the most incredible dude
To ever spit on the record and put it together, my dude
And then they ask “What in the world is you provin’?
What, when you already the best? And what the [bad word] is he doin’?”
Well, I’ma be choppin’ and cuttin’ and breakin’ and beatin’ and shakin’
And [bad word]  everything up ’til there ain’t no further mistakin’
And bustin’ everything up like a [bad word]  angry Jamaican
And shuttin’ everything up, ‘specially the ones who be hatin’
They lovin’ everything until I got ‘em stutterin’ stupid
You hear ‘em now? “D-d-d-d-don’t do-do-do-do it!
P-P-P-Please? Wh-wh-wh-why you gotta t-try us?
W-w-w-w-we already know that you be the nicest!”
And now [bad word] and kill ‘em, get ‘em, hit ‘em, and finish ‘em
And bang ‘em in the head and diminish ‘em, and then I’ll
Hit ‘em again at a minimum, [bad word]  to kill ‘em
Then he be gotta be drillin’ ‘em, thinkin’ “They gotta be feelin’ ‘im!”
Spittin’ lithium, see the way a [bad word] be spillin’ ‘em?
And gettin’ ‘em stupid to the point where there’s no forgivin’ ‘im?
Hopin’ you’re listenin’ and you’re payin’ attention
And you’re witnessin’ the way that I be [bad word]  on the mic
And gettin’ in the zone, I be flattenin’ and packin’ in
People from the front to the back and
They got me actin’ a fool, I’m blackin’, [bad word] 
Now I’m home!

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