[Intro] I'm just a young boy, trying to get my money on Making music in K.C., he-he-he-he-he But Mitch Bade nigga's, wanna hate Techa Nina, And they won't stop fucking with me, so I'ma fuck wit nigga's
Na-na-na-na-na, you can not fuck with That nigga Tech N9ne, coming wit that rough shit Them niggas know that I deserve it when they heard it Had the nerve to say it's nothing, nigga, so I got to bust this
Be Jealous, This is dedicated to all ya'll hater's Be Jealous, I see ya'll watching me when I walk in the club Be Jealous, This is dedicated to all Mitch Bader's Be Jealous, You mother fucker's ain't showing Tech Nina no love
[Verse 1] Fuck Muh-Fuckers, buck Muh-Fuckers And the pain come nigga with a bang, I'ma killer, better duck Muh-Fucker Watch you standing on? (Nada) What you claim to bone? (Nada) What you plan to own? (Nada) That shit done came and gone Blood sweat and tears nigga, been about fifteen years nigga Ain't never been no fears nigga, All I hear is cheers nigga That's why I be in the bathroom with the bitches at Maniacs That's why them hoe's in the club with Tech given blowjobs in the back How many niggas really worry bout scars? How many niggas wanna become a wuss? Fuck with a nigga like Tech and a buzz Right to the head and the grave is dug Mean Mugs, nigga's ain't never seen love So they stream blood while I fiend bub full of green shrubs And mushrooms, I bust rooms, open a custom To float across the ocean with verbal motion the notion is boasting I'm hoaking with jealous, mother fuckers embellish But you can't say I ain't ready for fame, yonks, and relish
[Chorus] Be Jealous, when you see me on the T.V. Screen whiling Be Jealous, when you see me in the magazine smiling Be Jealous, when they let me in the club for free, niggas Be Jealous, 'cause I'm bumy wit bitches around me Ha-ha, mother fucker, ha-ha (ha-ha) Ha-ha, mother fucker, ha-ha (he-he-he-he) Ha-ha, mother fucker, ha-ha (ha-ha) And the lit, I'ma spit, I'ma kick that shit
[Verse 2] No more stalling, I'ma start prowling on niggas, growling on niggas And we smiling 'cause the Villain album went six thousand on niggas In Kansas City alone, we packed the dome with Mike and Liddy alone In the west side, Lee Jone, Milly Mal, I left you but it's a pity you're gone Niggas ain't know mine, 'cause they know it, and I'ma do it big That's why the Techa Nina never ever got a problem getting a gig 'cause I rip shit they liked (chea), I flip shit you make right (chea) When I spit shit, I get rich quick, and make hits from doctors they liked (chea) 9 millimeter guns, gonna be the one, making a million, when I come Never gonna be the bum, where I come from, niggas better get some Tried to be right to these niggas, tried to be nice to these niggas So now it's time for Nine Godzilla to make mice of these niggas You envy me, 'cause your bitch play Techa Nina all day And you see me on MTV, kicking it with king Tech, my nigga sway Broke niggas ain't friends to me, you niggas really want me to disperse? Alright, I'll leave, but when I come back it's gonna be 20 G's a verse, nigga
[Chorus] Be Jealous, when you see me on the T.V. Screen whiling Be Jealous, when you see me in the magazine smiling Be Jealous, when they let me in the club for free, niggas Be Jealous, 'cause I'm bumy wit bitches around me Ha-ha, mother fucker, ha-ha (ha-ha) Ha-ha, mother fucker, ha-ha (he-he-he-he) Ha-ha, mother fucker, ha-ha (ha-ha) And the lit, I'ma spit, I'ma kick that shit
[Verse 3] Niggas better stop talking about me, I ain't did shit I don't rap against niggas, stop trying to get me to rap so ya'll can make grits Agony, don't be speaking my name, I know I fucked up On a personal tip, but if you niggas talking about you better rap, mother fuckers better duck And if any of you niggas over there on the inside, infiltrating me and my rouges Them niggas don't give no fucks about how many Tech N9ne units sold And whoever you bitch niggas is saying, I'm kicking it in Lee Joes log Lee Joe'll tell you I'm original, and by the way Lee Joe my dog! And that justice mother fuckers won't quit, saying The Calm Before The Storm†aint shit We killed yall when 96-97, when about when the new shit hit And I heard niggas said I was washed up, said the Tech N9ne flow was sleep That's probably why I got new shit in new movies like Digging In Water and it's Too Deep Niggas be jealous, tie you up and beat you down to a bloody pulp son Got my villains and me, mad enough to bust one I'm the second coming, but you don't know 'cause you dumb Before I go, I'll tell you jealous mother fuckers to suck one
[Chorus] Be Jealous, when you see me on the T.V. Screen whiling Be Jealous, when you see me in the magazine smiling Be Jealous, when they let me in the club for free, niggas Be Jealous, 'cause I'm bumy wit bitches around me Ha-ha, mother fucker, ha-ha (ha-ha) Ha-ha, mother fucker, ha-ha (he-he-he-he) Ha-ha, mother fucker, ha-ha (ha-ha) And the lit, I'ma spit, I'ma kick that shitTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
