[Intro: Tech N9ne] And the road gets harder with flow spits Cause we represent that Kansas City, MO, shit Double doses, Tech Kalikosis But ran into a duo that's ferocious Some of the best two, kill you, no rescue They say that you gotta spit hot 16's before you step through And they say everybody, nigga, even Tech do Now we gotta explain our journey to the Ces Cru
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne] I'm on a pilgrimage to the rhyme Mecca, because I'm Tecca And this mind left ya, down at the bottom because N9ne's better And if swines ever find the quest to try and test the cleverness They in a mess bind and yes I sever decay 'em and define pressure I'mma spit it for big roars and not a critic whore! Hit ignore, I got acidic core! In this war your not a winner, pause! Wanna pla-ay every da-ay, sta-ay for the wa-ay that I spra-ay Sa-ay, you gotta pa-ay, that's ya-ay and ay-ay Bumblebee tuna, (*Growl*) Don't be smelling like it if your under me, rumors Will begin about you from hung-r-y pumas! Hoping, wishing, prayin' when you're gonna be sooner When I'm dead I'mma get up in the head of the nigga that said it I'm pickin' the lead up, then I wet 'em, look like a predator I'mma get 'em and let 'em pass, skip the peace it ain't no humble we luna Moon stricken, rednecks sayin' who them coones rippin' (Boom!) Pick 'em up Take 'em off to my land in my van a lot of room, gettin' it in When I catch my flow tryin' to wake up your style But you fucked up like, "Uh-oh, I'mma make up for it now"
[Hook: Tech N9ne] (2X) It's unfair to be such a motherfucking rarity Beware that we tear many squares if he dares to be a parody Of this clarity, we bare that we share, swear we need therapy Prepare to see nare any spared caring is bare-ly there it's unfair
[Verse 2: Krizz Kaliko] Who are these dudes? We never let in any fools, you know the rules Kristopher, egotistical, narcissistic with ya! If they say no then we tell 'em to get up and move we makin' some room! I heard of these guys, murderous when it comes to scripture Ubiquitous and Godemis, they Gods to us, we Gods to them So we meet right in the middle, chew the fat and fry it up a little And it's unfair, we got their hands in the air And you can’t even get a show No one cares that your freestyle so rare But don't nobody can't nobody know And it's easy for them physical favors Why y'all just spend all your paper Breezes bend over the table, tattoo symbols of my label Driving and trafficking rhymes, tongues sharp as African knives We what's happening to your wives while you're at nine to fives You might as well stop rappin' cause it's not happenin' if I stop laughin' Cause it's too hard to impress just blatant disregard The Four Horsemen of course we forced to be coarse when You talkin' taller when y'all getting the short end!
[Hook] (2X)
[Verse 3: Godemis] It's unfair to me, nothing is what it appears to be Killin' off any and everything Comin' and threatening somethin' that's dear to me If'n you feelin' the fear then flee Fi fo fee fum, what a fuck up! I'm retarded with a clover, I guess you can call it dumb luck When I'm rappin', out of habit I'm adamant gettin' adam But I would rather, hit a madam with a Magnum and split her atoms Tryna fathom the famine that will diminish the anger Got a place set at the table, we eating spinach with Strangers Sippin' Caribou Lou Spilling the sickest shit ever I tell 'em but who woulda knew it? I’m one of two in the crew, with a knife in my pocket and one in my shoe, Surrounded by haters so what I'mma do? Thinkin' I gotta devise a game plan Get a ticket to kick it with Krizz and Nina So I guessin' I’m headed to Strangeland! And my main man, woulda told me to murk 'em Doin' the sin indeed, I'mma catch a couple more, Then I’m formin' a human centipede Pause, I'm aware that they hatin', look it, they gotta diss Who the fuck is fuckin' with Tech, Kali, Ubi and Godemis?
[Hook] (2X)
[Verse 4: Ubiquitous] It's unfair to be, doin' motherfuckin' charity You can pay a fuckin' fare for me, Or really there ain't nothin' there for me, move carefully I swear that we, fly as a parakeet, high as a Cherokee In my rhyme I spoke like Jeremy feel my fire, my smoke, my kerosene We-we-we don’t want no drama, we-we don’t want no trouble We-we can keep it peaceful if y-y'all can keep it humble I-I really don’t know what he come fo' But his name is the same as a gun yo Strangeland is a place that I seen in a dream Since I was runnin' 'round in my Umbro And you heard it direct from my mouth piece Tech scouted me out, then found me Turn out we the perfect strangers, Larry Appleton and Balki I was out east, when the text came in With Tech sayin' what is 'bout to be Before you fuck me on the dough, know that everybody 'round lookin' out for me Now that we got that in the air, I can feel the change in the atmosphere My crew been living in limbo, apparently all this rappin' has trapped us here And after years they hearin' we lost inside the dream not necessarily I won’t let this rap thing bury me, I'mma let these bat wings carry me
(*Backwards gibberish*)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
