Could Som1 get me.....

[©orporal Hicks™]

Could som1 get me lyrics for these songs please

USO ft. Tech N9ne - International Player

Tech N9ne - Einstein

Tech N9ne and C-Bo - 187

Tech N9ne - Breathe

Tech N9ne - Mitch Bade (SG Remix)

Nnutt Howze - Welcome To My Assylum

S.M.F.-AD feat. TECH N9NE - PIONEER

Yukmouth ft. Tech N9ne, Gonzoe and Big Krizz Kaliko - Kill Em Off

Tech N9ne - Psycho ***** (Original)

[F-U_Six_One_9]

here's one:

Tech N9ne - Einstein Lyrics
Einstein...TECH N9NE
Einstein...TECH N9NE

(1st Verse)
If you got scratch
Nigga
Get the f**k up
Throw your hands up
If you hella
F**ked up
Einstein
TECH N9NE
Two triple zip
Crack a jaw
Whip 'em all
If they wanna trip
Ladies with the bar codes
Meet me after this
Maybe you can show me
The meaning of abyss
Everybody on the wall
Momma is a bzzz
Had her at
The Budgetel
Stroking
On my dzzz
This ones
For the psychos
Gang bangers
And sluts
Bumbs holding the pipe
Those
College graduate f**ks
I feel for no foes
I kill till I close
My trap
I'm ill when I flow
And you never doze
When I rap
TECH TECH
Gimme women and much alcohol
And I'm straight
Eat drink
And be merry
Yo come tomorrow
Might be your fate
Yo look
Look over there
It's that
Nigga with the hair
TECH and Juan
What a pair
The rest equals
MC squares
What

(Hook)
Who got this
Mutha f**king house
On lock (Who)
Einstein (Huh what)
TECH N9NE
Dwamn
Who keeps it sizzling
Who keeps it hot (Who)
Einstein (Huh what)
TECH N9NE
Dwamn
K C MO Roll
K C MO Roll

(2nd Verse)
Everybody witness
My soul sickness
If you dig TECH
When he's twisted
Then go get this
Bringing the house down
When I rip shit
Like the plates shifted
Angels come in many shades
Either drunk or lifted
The Einstein
Meaning gifted
Too slick to get with
Two years ago
My shit was broke
But now I fixed it
With the quickness
You missed it
When I used to roll with
Misfits and Nitwits
But now who I do biz with
Ain't none of yo business
Blood thirst
In the church now
The earth's
The worst
Clutch your purse
When we lurk
Cause we cursed
From work
Trying to
Party like a mutha f**ka
Broke as a joke

Don't hire me
But you arrest me
When I'm selling my dope
So who's the Einstein
In N9NE N9NE
TECH N9NE
I'm crime mind
In my prime
I'm mixing
One fifty-one
With Malibu rum
And pineapple juice
Among all my angels
And wicked ones

We're the party people
Night and day
Living crazy is the only way
Einstein
When I'm on it
Einstein
Rock it
Like you mutha f**kers want it

(Hook)
Who got this
Mutha f**king house
On lock (Who)
Einstein (Huh what)
TECH N9NE
Dwamn
Who keeps it sizzling
Who keeps it hot (Who)
Einstein (Huh what)
TECH N9NE
Dwamn
K C MO Roll
K C MO Roll

(3rd Verse)
What do we say
To haters off top
Haters got beef
They thinking we got
We gon get postal
If it don't stop
You can get ghost
Or you can get shot
Generation X
Gon party till the death
Anybody tripping
Gettin greeted with a stretch
Taking everything
And we're leaving nothing left
Demons gotta die
Have 'em breathing last breaths
I feel that
I got will
And I'm gon bill
Till I'm killed
Bell till I bail
If I fail
Then I'm gon steal
What I will
TECH is a realist
Running with killas
You better vill this
Be the witness
To the coldest
When I hold this dick
They break camp
When I flow this
Einstein go the ill route
Throw up your hands
If you're villed out
Or if you're real sauced
I told ya'll I'm cold
Dog I flows
All heat
I'm representing
Rogue Dog
Rogue Dog
Fifty-seventh street
What

(Hook)
Who got this
Mutha f**king house
On lock (Who)
Einstein (Huh what)
TECH N9NE
Dwamn
Who keeps it sizzling
Who keeps it hot (Who)
Einstein (Huh what)
TECH N9NE
Dwamn
K C MO Roll
K C MO Roll

Einstein...TECH N9NE
(x5)


IS THIS THE RIGHT ONE?

[F-U_Six_One_9]

here's another: (don't know if that's the one.)

Tech N9ne - Psycho Bitch Lyrics
(Verse 1)
I want you to quit
Calling me
Calling me
Following me
Following me
Why do you
trip with me
After you get through
Swallowing me
Never knew this Bianca
Would explode
Like this
Now that I know this
I must reload
Gat clips

How many ever met a
Psycho bitch
Down for the minute
But a major twist
Came
With a bit of game
Met that bitch
Sickness
Everybody peep
The evil symptoms
So you'll know
When sexual activity happens
And tears start to flow
Time to go

They come with a
Big package in back
Chest is twice that
But the fatal attraction
Will only get you
Ice packs
Better watch
what you do
When you sleep
with a woman
That's on the edge
In your bed
Cause you'll be
resting in red
Killa killa

They'll find the number
To your residence
Non-hesitant
Unprecedented
Ain't no mystery
To her steez
She's demented
I ain't never gonna
get myself
In another mix up

With a psycho bitch
Millimeter
With a master plan
So you won't be off in a ditch
Like this

Wild child
Running wild
Behind the smile
Is a frown
That'll make you
lay it down
Quickly
She's shifty
Killa strictly
Outta come and get me
From a rose
To a three fifty-seven
Three sixty
Psycho bitch

(Hook 1)
Never ever do it
Down low
With a psycho bitch
Better never ever go out
With a
Psycho bitch
Everybody better learn
How to see a
Psycho bitch
Cause your bitch
might be her

(Hook 2)
What you gonna do
when they
Pop at you
Gloc at you
Fill 'em with the venom
Who the f**k
Are we talking to
psycho bitches,
psycho bitches
(Repeat 2x)


(Verse 2)
I was holding her
Hugging her
Rubbing her
Sucking her
Kissing her
Plugging her
But she thought
That I was
Loving her
All the loving was gone
When she found out
She was wrong
Calling my Momma's house
At three a.m.
Quit playing
on my phone
They say this
Psycho bitch

Was made from us
Psycho bitches
Say they get nothing
But hate from us
Psycho bitches
From the angelic
to ravenous
Psycho bitches
Stay the f**k
Away from us
Psycho bitches

She got my Gas cut off
But I Don't know how
She got my
phone cut off
But I Don't know how
Bitch even got my
Lights cut off
But I Don't know how
Wish I knew back then
What a Nigga know now
Crazy bitch

Followed me to my
Main thang's domain
This dame
Brings more pain
Door chain
Broke after the door rang
Must be on cocaine
Insane Yanks will mess up
Your thang
No brain bitches
Will have you stressing
Using Rogaine

Didn't chill with her
Deal with her
N9na had to get
Ill with her
Trick tried to kill
Mrs. N9NE
So I had to hit her
With a grill splitter
Never do sex
With a psycho Bianc
Anybody with her
Better pop your trunk
Run better get a gun
When the bitch come
Better know
She's a psycho killa
Killa

Hard
When he hit that piece
And then get her up
And out
With a dis
Scarred
When he knows
That he's been up in the mix
With a psycho bitch
(Repeat 2x)


(Hook 1)
Never ever do it
Down low
With a psycho bitch
Better never ever go out
With a
Psycho bitch
Everybody better learn
How to see a
Psycho bitch
Cause your bitch
might be her


(Hook 2)
What you gonna do
when they
Pop at you
Gloc at you
Fill 'em with the venom
Who the f**k
Are we talking to
psycho bitches,
psycho bitches
(Repeat 2x)

(Verse 3)
As the
Smoke clears you wonder why this woman
Packs the
Most fear
She keeps a broken heart
And a three eighty
Close near
From me to you
If you sense
She's psychotic
Better watch what you do
What they do

They say this
Psycho bitch
Was made from us
psycho bitches
Say they get nothing
But hate from us
psycho bitches
From angelic to
ravenous psycho bitches
Stay the f**k
Away from us
psycho bitches


Hope this is the one..

[©orporal Hicks™]

cheers for that F-U now i need the rest lol

[ajstyles95]

Here ya go Breathe Lyrics

Verse 1:

Never duck another mother fucker repeat it
Never duck another mother fucker
Nigga better delete it
put the cerebellum in killa mode
For real a foe can never get
with what a gorilla know
Killa syllable fillin'
yo biblical ritual the shit to get rid
Of yo pain hearing your pitiful game,
this is political pain
Deep in the pit of yo brain let it rain
with a unforgettable aim
Nigga lookin' for a spot to bust
Cause the homie that you killed meant a lot to us
Buck instead of lookin' for a cock to fuck
Kill a nigga like he was rockin' a swastika
You can do it but you blew it cause lockin' up
get your ride on nigga is you rock or what?
Lots of luck,
you're really gonna need it hella heated
Mother fucker let the glock erupt, Box him up
I don't wanna be the one
to get a milla meter in the gut
I wanna be the one to hit'em with another milli
cut up In the middle I'm a little sick
And different I meant it
when I said it you remember that?
(Hell mother fuckin' yeah)
you don't wanna get in trouble
With a nigga like the Teccanina
if your lookin' like a enemy bust
We don't ever stop and take a minute
we just

Chorus:

(BREATHE!)
Hey son what the fuck are you duckin' from?
(BREATHE!)
They come bets to fight every fuckin'one
(BREATHE!)
Say some punks around and some buckin' guns
(BREATHE!)
Spray guns might result in you bussin' some
(BREATHE!)

Verse 2:

Never let a hatin' mother fucker
see ya sweat
Bleed the chest no need regret
A fun day caper a Sunday paper
So I can read the rest I can dig it you can dig it
Put a nigga in the grave if he hate or penetrate
The loop of love
a nigga made if you step into me
You will never benefit
Nigga if I start it Imma finish it
Run up on a mother fucka
while he fuckin' a chick
Put a bullet in her head while she suckin' the dick
Wasn't a bit of evidence baby it's irrelevant
You got it with yo nigga that's the luck of the grit
Bring pain 2 everyone in your face with the bane
You bury some its mother fuckin' shame
we carry guns
If you don't you're insane or very dumb
Teccanina's too rough (too rough), too hard (too hard), too tough (too tough), you scarred (you scarred)
cause a nigga know
A mother fuckin' round will spit
Fuckin' around with the killa clown and shit.
If you really wanna do it nigga we can step into
Put us up against some mother fuckers
and we runnin' thru it
Fuck a nigga buck a nigga
if he think he's a gorilla
Meant I when I said it you remember that
(hell mother fuckin' yeah)
You don't wanna get in trouble
With a nigga like the Teccanina
if you're lookin' like a enemy, bust
We don't ever stop and take a minute
we jus,

Chorus:

(BREATHE!)
Hey son what the fuck are you duckin' from?
(BREATHE!)
They come bets to fight every fuckin'one
(BREATHE!)
Say some punks around and some buckin' guns
(BREATHE!)
Spray guns might result in you bussin' some
(BREATHE!)

Verse 3:

Get sprayed by the Tech 9 handgun
Now I'm on the out run
Flowin' the beginning hot cooked will done
Fuckin' wit a crazy insane warlord
Punks wanna trip but they know
I'm too mother fuckin' hard
Deadly ticking like a time bomb
Fuckin' with me you think you were in Vietnam
When I explode aint nuttin left
but remains for those who are froze
For fuckin' wit a nigga insane
Mentally minded mad mother fuckin' mad man
is out to attack
Sinkin' punks like quick sand
droppin' and poppin'
Any punk that bucks up bring a body bag
If you wanna get fucked up
There it is you little bitch made
nigga start runnin'
When I'm playin' with the trigga
of an uzi a twelve gauge
Really don't matter many suckas die
When the shot gun scatter
From block 2 block, hood 2 hood
Street 2 street boy you can't fuck with me
So 4 those who chose 2 jump up and talk shit
Admit ya bitch your little ass got lit
I don't wanna get a milla meter in the gut
I wanna be the one to hit'em
with another milli cut
Up in the middle I'm a little sick and different
I meant it when I said it you remember that?
(Hell mother fuckin' yeah)
You don't wanna get in trouble
With a nigga like the Teccanina
if your lookin' like a enemy bust
We don't ever stop and take a minute
we just breathe

Chorus (2x):

(BREATHE!)
Hey son what the fuck are you duckin' from?
(BREATHE!)
They come bets to fight every fuckin'one
(BREATHE!)
Say some punks around and some buckin' guns
(BREATHE!)
Spray guns might result in you bussin' some
(BREATHE!)

Tech N9ne Mitch Bade

[Verse 1]
Ain't nobody ever gave me a thang in my lifetime
So I'm on my own standin' strong
Holdin' chrome, disrespect my villains
Get'em gone, early mone, on the cone
Getting' my hussle on
I stays dirty, chippin, choppin', flippin birdies
I'm pushin' 30, vision clear I'm neva blurry
Plot and plan strategic mission I'm on my toes
I stays wit fam my mans and shake these fuckin' foes
Lord knows, all the different situation trials and tribulation,
Aggravations that a nigga's facing
I get complacent, that's my ass I'm a memory
They spillin' liquor on the curb when they mention me
But ain't no fear in me, get it how you live
That's if you hearin' me, then dug down and dig.
Lace yo boots, man prepare for this struggle
Stay in them trenches hella dirty, grit and hussle.
[Chorus]
Ain't nobody ever gave me nothing
I'm on my own, I was down and dirty when I was young
But now I'm grown and I continue to struggle you heard me
Me and my niggas in the coarse and we constantly dirty
[Repeat 2x]
[Verse 2]
Nigga, I gotta pocket full g's I'm constantly
Serving my Nina knock'em to they knees I'm constantly dirty
Supervillian check my powers I get the early worm
Chop with hoppers loose the kopper's with just a single turn
True to life through the mic they got me telling stories
With the fame and the lights I feed my territory
Gutter living with precision them busters know they phoney
Flipp my profit keep on rockin' it for my dead homies
They wanna follow my shadow and waddle in mudd
It's the infallible cannibal with the dirty gloves
Absolute with this power they call me realistic
Savage with cabbage still coming up off that Vill living
Giving my life to the night on the dirty
All my might when it's right then we strike on'em early
Twisted life living dirty, super savage I'm out to get that bread
Gutter living that's my habit until they rest my head
[Chorus]
[Repeat 2x]
[Verse 3]
Which one of ya'll can I holla at when it's time for me to pay rent
And who you think gone lone me money once my last is spent
I got a even shorter list of people to call on when I'm in a pinch
So I might just walk around with my jaws clinched like the Grench
I'm headed for trouble cause I can't sit here and struggle
How can I bubble if I don't get out and hustle?
I'm in the wind put the spud on the muzzle
Put on my hood and grab my gloves and my shovel
Tie up my boots because the mud gets thick
Then hit a lick so quick they think I love this shit
Real life gutter living nigga coming straight from the brain
Some handle the stress others break from the pain
It's been fifteen of the damdest and ain't nothing changed but the weather
Times are still getting harder and niggas can't stick together
All thru my teens, twenty's seven when I'm thirty
Txx Will a be gritty, grimey, constantly dirty
[Chorus]
[Repeat 2x]
[Verse 4]
Ain't nobody gave me nothin' but God
He gave me talent these civilians
Perpetrating a fraud, that point is valid
Got niggas sayin' they made me
The only thing that was maybe was music
Cause nobody ever properly paid me
Don't get it twisted that little money was appreciated
It got me out there again glad that's alleviated
But the nigga that say I didn't have a following before Mitchell Bade
Hit the streets must be inebriated
Soon as Mitch hit it hit because we some talented
Mutha fuckers but they still talk shit
Keep that shit low black, that shit be getting' back
2 a nigga that will fight 4 you at the drop of a hat
I tried to tell'em let me do this here
They talkin' like they don't want Nina getting' thru this year
I'm still strugglin' hard, how can niggas disregard I'm 30
Watch what you say when you speak to little birdies
I'm constantly dirty
[Chorus]
[Repeat 4]

[©orporal Hicks™]

cheers man

[Makaveli]

I cant find any of the ones left,

When you say Mitch Bade (SG Remix), do you mean:
Tech N9ne - Millenium Mitch ft. 57RDV's?

[©orporal Hicks™]

all i have info on is the name of it its a remix of techs version i know that cus you gave me the actual version but i lost that and i got hold of the remix version of the song

[Kain]

Damn, I go missing for a week and your left without your resident Tech N9ne specialist... Sorry!

I'll have lyrics for you in a bit. Mitch Bade (SG Remix) is the exact same as the original Mitch Bade from CBTS except SG created a new instrumental and laid the vocals over. It's an unofficial Remix BTW. The ONLY official "Remix" to the song would indeed be 'Millinium Mitch' by 57th Street Rogue Dog Villains ft. Tech N9ne from their album, "Roguish Ways"

Another note: Psycho Bitch is about the same situation as the SG Remix. Though, it's more official. It was basically just the "Rough Draft" of the song; before they cleared the sample.

Anyway, lyrics coming up. Any other requests? Let me know...

[©orporal Hicks™]

cheers dude

[Kain]

Tech N9ne - Mitch Bade (ft. Bakarii)

CHORUS 1:
Have you ever met a nigga who was pie sprung?
Theres alot of slinky niggas where I come from
Theres another missle catcher just like him
His name is Mitchell Bade, Mitchell Bade

TECH N9NE:
What up mitch?
Is it an everyday thang for you to act just like a bitch?
How does it FEEL, to have a nigga that will KILL yah,
for the foul shit you spit?
Number one snitch
A bitch with a dick
I found the remedy for the enemy
(What)?
Bust at the nigga like shootin at the Kennedy's
Cause Mitch Bade ain't really no friend of me!

BAKARII:
To be exact
He's that nigga that talk,but he really can't back that shit that he talk
So he gotta walk around with a gat
But a nigga like me, I'll knock him out with the force of a hurricane
The penalty for the path if you disrespect the game

TECH N9NE:
Now what goes on inside the mind of a nigga like this?
The nigga pissed
As I pumped off four rounds up in the trick he was with
But It ain't my fault you a little ole' bitch
(Without yo click)
Nigga run with a quickness
(Get away quick, but you bet not slip)
Better of with a Bianca then be stuck
(With a AK 47 on your lip)
Right!

BAKARII:
Even if I'm lifted I can scope em' from a mile away
Niggas fakin like intisapating they domes day

TECH N9NE:
Camouflagin but I can see you actin like a Bitch
Which are the symptoms of a nigga named Mitch!

CHORUS 2:
Have you ever met a nigga who was pie sprung?
There's alot of slinkin niggas where I come from
There's another missle catcher just like him
His name is Mitchell Bade (Mitch Bade) Mitchell Bade (Mitch Bade)
If a Mitch is yo mix, you best's ta check one
And get ret to go for milli, when the next one come
If a nigga got a foot off in his rectum
His name is Mitchell Bade (Mitch Bade) Mitchell Bade (Mitch Bade)

BAKARII:
(Late night I got a page from Bianca)
She told me her man was trippen, so swoop her bout a block up
So I um, got prepared, My conscience told me grab the gat
But all I could think about, was hittin that kitty kat from the back
All about that hustle, but tonight I gosta kick it
Deep conversation,but it's her first time letting a nigga hit
But I'm not alone, It seems this nigga was on the phone
He heard the spot, the topic, whicked whicked, now it's on!
As I continue(continue) creepin(creepin) it's apparent
That I'm dealin with a Mitch Bade, I guess that's why he keeps on stareing
But I'm well equiped to handle a fleet, so nigga don't think I'm sleep
We can talk like men or we can get grim, and handle this shit n'the streets
Don't ever trust no coch
Especially when, a nigga like me is rollin up your block
Bitch Made nigga couldn't see that you was played
So we just changed your name
And Called you Mitch Bade (Mitch Bade)

CHORUS 2

TECH N9NE:
Cruisin down the 'spect with five spliff's roll (roll)
Passenger seat (seat), Sunday the Hoe Stroll
Went to park with major loot
Dippen up on bitches, but the jealous Mitch is ready to shoot, peep
But it ain't complete, the day is foul without a big butt and smile
I need a chick that's running wet like Fury of the Nile
Bumped into, stepped into, this chick that's thick and photo genic
In a minute, I'ma get up in it, with a jimmy to avoid that AIDS epedemic
Get it, got it, good in the hood, shit's all good, so I knocked on wood
Got to her crib, drank some crown, laid me down, showed me the goods
Then, knock knock, "who's that?"
She said her man and he might be strapped with a gat
Put back on my shit, time to show this fool just where it's at
Ret to get wet, she opened it up enough so I could see
She cracked it a bit, but that nigga pushed her, then came after me
Extended arm, and bodily harm
He shoulda caught trigga, chiggas
MITCH BADE, BITCH MADE NIGGAS!!

CHORUS

[Kain]

Brotha Lynch & C-Bo - 187 On A Hook (ft. Tech N9ne)

Its 187 on a motherfucking hook niggas out of bounds should have shook we banging by the book got shot in the neck trying to get away and to a vigi it aint nothing but gun play Its 187 on a motherfucking hook niggas out of bounds should have shook we banging by the book got shot in the neck trying to get away and to a vigi it aint nothing but gun play

Buck these niggas im a killa sreaming regime deep navis wit heat like the A team and when my K scream its causing nothing but murder bucking these niggas making hate me
Yeah nigga we don’t give a fuck nigga we thug lords connected from tech n9ne and touched for the thug war whose got love for these niggas wit no love at all give a fuck guns clutched only left a ball I know you heard of me wanna murder me cause im the nigga that cooked the bird ?? In the kitchen moms itchin had the whole gang unwrapping chickens nigga and we was headed for the jack strapped wit a fat gat all my niggas down to rat tat tat tat west coast bad boys we was yelling now west coast mafia regime and thug zellin nigga

187 on a motherfucking hook niggas out of bounds should have shook we banging by the book got shot in the neck trying to get away and to a vigi it aint nothing but gun play Its 187 on a motherfucking hook niggas out of bounds should have shook we banging by the book got shot in the neck trying to get away and to a vigi it aint nothing but gun play

Try to get me for my scratch and you get your arm detached if you try to rip me on a track I put you in a ziploc napsack believe it I get glocks at that price im like martini and rossi Austispumante alright niggas that kill em up on sight killa nigga night something wit tinted widows dumpin at you hit dump compliments of south sacramento you could ask lil zar or big zow im a monster I keep long gats like charles bronson and im on some put you in the trunk all fucked up and lonesome its gon come armageddon nigga my arms is sweating cause I been busting them model thangs see im good with the weapon plus I really don’t like you nigga you whole crew cant bust and I felt that shit way back when you was down wit us clown wit us used to smoke a pound wit us now im bound to cut you and your homies up nobody even heard your stuff said its 187 187 me and C-Bo and Tech N9ne on your bunker bunking wit a mac 11

187 on a motherfucking hook niggas out of bounds should have shook we banging by the book got shot in the neck trying to get away and to a vigi it aint nothing but gun play Its 187 on a motherfucking hook niggas out of bounds should have shook we banging by the book got shot in the neck trying to get away and to a vigi it aint nothing but gun play

Nigga to catch this nigga im ready to peel one instead of the shoulders I gotta diss toward a niggas grill some vigalantee and villigan regime niggas come wit steel guns get ready to sleep cause you tripped when you fuck wit a villian which one of yall motherfuckers said fuck Tech N9ne shady Pacino turned C-hoe when I clutched that n9ne me and my nigga C-Bo Yuk mezzole not only bust that rhyme we can do it illegal so the evil’ll give a fuck next time nigga don’t you ever spit my name cha and thinking that shits the same cha two thou we switched the game and spit the flame wah ??ola ow wat bah?? Is what I say before I buck ya motherfuck busters like vell bakardy yeah nigga had enough ya get ready to suffer kneel down nigga Tech N9ne Killa Klown nigga six feet underground is where your found nigga 40 water would never did a song witcha if he knew the song was about me never make a million next time say my name say my name like destinys children bitch

Its 187 on a motherfucking hook niggas out of bounds should have shook we banging by the book got shot in the neck trying to get away and to a vigi it aint nothing but gun play Its 187 on a motherfucking hook niggas out of bounds should have shook we banging by the book got shot in the neck trying to get away and to a vigi it aint nothing but gun play

[Kain]

SMF-ad - Pioneer (ft. Tech N9ne)

Pioneer my entourage so tight we cant be stopped pioneer smith had the name from the dirt to the tiggty tiggty top pioneer we be platinum bound deuce ride niggas blowin up pioneer gangstas unleash So north city nigga say what

Everybody know what it takes to be like me what it takes to see like we what it takes to be down wit them pioneers from 3pc I got john body from the co my back bone maniac from the chi-go t will from the motherfucking minnio fit fat from the dirt to the dark yo do you know what it takes to be a pioneer ah no if you don’t know wont know who what it takes to be a pioneer trendsetta one nigga heart no go getta can I get a pump pump for yall smith ask for the 411 for yall smith fast wit the natty on the map for yall round here blowin up we coming back for yall those pioneers do it for yall throw it up throw it up if it feel it yall throw it up real tight with the top back crack back and twist down wit me wack and pioneer

Pioneer my entourage so tight we cant be stopped pioneer smith had the name from the dirt to the tiggty tiggty top pioneer we be platinum bound deuce ride niggas blowin up pioneer gangstas unleash So north city nigga say what

Consider us on the danger explosive stuff lyrically tied in when we give the bust aint to many nat niggas that could hang wit us bang wit us slang wit us drop them thangs wit us black platinum haters like uncut angel dust Ill buy you any choice that will make a field erupt cause it’s the most hit them up to raise your fist join in with us and only god we trust from dust to dust ashes to ashes outkasted from real ones to ones plastered but as us them pioneers throw it up throw it up the forearm in the air and with the fist locked tight pump pump and if you down wit us then let me see ya jump jump

Pioneer my entourage so tight we cant be stopped pioneer smith had the name from the dirt to the tiggty tiggty top pioneer we be platinum bound deuce ride niggas blowin up pioneer gangstas unleash So north city nigga say what

I think it takes loads of dedication when facing hard rhymes and affirmation we took what you were made in mason now cant no label now they fade us do time you will fell the penetration for now hold the Its like the last days of revelations when your crying for saving and now you pre we sell the hit those pioneers we represent if real razor this not like that but like this hold it burn if you mean it seen it aint no in between it we took this game from regalo wit tic tac toe boy to the high road pioneer better than de la soul better in rap huh I know I know I know wes all for show of this race I know I know I know I doubt it rappers choose actors for the player hate for sure for sure batteries platinum hit for the year 2k pioneer you say your man we pioneers its our years man your pioneers man

Pioneer my entourage so tight we cant be stopped pioneer smith had the name from the dirt to the tiggty tiggty top pioneer we be platinum bound deuce ride niggas blowin up pioneer gangstas unleash So north city nigga say what

So many people wanna get with the rap game only some of the niggas could bring pain to a nigga brain look at the stamina right here label me a lyrical killa cause Im a motherfucking pioneer who is the murderer you ever heard of a ish hop thats a motherfucking pioneer real killa the villa bonna fanna I feel a nigga what milla be coming round here tech n9ne you know im the motherfucker that wreck rhymes on the gang related im gang bang related a rouge dog in the cut lay a nigga down like what im a pioneer I don’t wanna be the one to get a milla meter in the gut I wanna be the one to hit em up wit another milla cut up in the middle im a little sick and different and a vilan everybody better duck

Pioneer my entourage so tight we cant be stopped pioneer smith had the name from the dirt to the tiggty tiggty top pioneer we be platinum bound deuce ride niggas blowin up pioneer gangstas unleash So north city nigga say what

[©orporal Hicks™]

cheers dude +1

[Kain]

USO - International Player (ft. Tech N9ne)
This is only Tech's verse...

[Tech N9ne]
And it really dont make no sense for people
to try and get up in the cirle of madness
personal baggage,
Imma give it to ya like this, everybody rappin trying to bite my shit
Innovative and never takin it from the other muthafuckas that gotta be,
and are amongst these,
pop the top off in ya mock these
got my rocks off shot and rock G's
I dont wanna really make ya hate me
Cuz you aint me, and your rhymes are janky
Point blank we go dumb and get cranky
hoes spank me full spanky this cant be
Uso, and the N9ne with a dulo,
tryin to find if we dealin with a true hoe
you know, that its all about the crew though
20 pills, but I only got two mo
Hella heat though, maxed out with the
long haired freaky people
up up with the ego,
we lethal, gotta make her queefin kegal
dont forget to check the IDs,
some of these stallions are barely legal
The way the game way layed and displayed
yes I must say that it was very regal
wait a minute for the parafidel
get her up at the hotel and then spark
get her up in the bed and get her properly fed
playa, and then park
no sunshine, keepin it dim in the hotel for a minute it's been dark,
all the niggas in the city you better be on the first thing smokin in Denmark

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