Welcome to misery punk, we rooted in this You know I'm sayin' KCMO, KCK, you what I'm sayin' That's how we do it, Tech N9ne in this to produce a record, say what
Welcome to where the killers pop it up When I say pop it up I mean it at the turn of the gun We can do it if anybody it, where the rapper niggas They clappin' up and now they tell
Misery loves so we done with thee Enemy when it be energy me the route My negativity trippin' wit me, you runnin' for life you ran your mouth, mouth
We can sing or we can It no game we untamed Whether fame or we can aim Release your brains, it no thing (Midwest Choppers)
You heard what I'm We livin' in pain and a shame That you came and got And listen man, stay in your (Midwest Choppers)
We can sing or we can It ain't no game we Whether it's or we can aim Release your brains, it ain't no (Midwest Choppers)
You what I'm sayin' We in pain and it's a shame That you came and got And listen man stay in your (Midwest Choppers)
Find the witness to murderers of a minute out of a sinister formidable place I can let you the in's and the out's and I can spit it wicked Twisted and you can see by the of my face
Give me the mic and I'ma mangle it, it the people see that I got the hang of it Pig you try to make a mockery of a city who Pock 'em and 'em why can't you get it, we dangerous
Came to get strange it, bang with it Stop and get a little with it Get the chopper like a fully' ya bully a hoodie Soon to get up and take him out or split with it
Well the answer is before your eyes Who do you Killers who chop you We gotta stop you, pop you partner, you Get up outta the way when Techa N9ne be
Gotta give it up I'm a like Edison I'ma 'em up and get in your head again I'm than ever, never let 'em feather Invest it, be fed it it separated
Hit the mic and then we buy a little medicine (Choppa, Choppa, Choppa) Automatic the ammunition Killin' the competition know it ain't (Hotta, Hotta, Hotta) Damagin' everythin' and everybody you know we on a
Listen to me, how can I make you understand I'm a Even if you poppin' the in minimal see the killers And you can bet we criminal
The thing inside of me keep on me when to go So I'ma keep reppin' the Midwest Choppers flows And I'm about to be up on top of this and be bustin' Beggin' for mercy you punk I ain't givin' you nothin',
We can sing or we can It no game we untamed Whether fame or we can aim your brains, it ain't no thing (Midwest Choppers)
You what I'm sayin' We livin' in and it's a shame That you and got drained And listen man, in your lane (Midwest Choppers)
We can sing or we can It ain't no game we Whether fame or we can aim your brains, it ain't no thing (Midwest Choppers)
You what I'm sayin' We livin' in pain and it's a you came and got drained And listen man, stay in lane (Midwest Choppers)
Never worry we be the best whenever somebody the bite talkin' about women, I'm talkin' about paper Be in a dilemma after the sin, already coded They're wounded, they're competition for sure
The must be like a fully damn brettin' made company Tough with or with the Baretta right under my sweater And we it in the lot where the blood of my killas Be keepin' the apartment, you tight but my dealers are better
We keep a chopper like a eatin' boys up for dinner The Guillotine chop your hands of and throw 'em out the window We're too for you well your walkin' away lookin' so ridiculed Why ADDB we be the number one
When come to the street whats the post on the block For the killa I'ma liftin' my middle up to the cop So on the way to the studio we go makin' another hot track They be lovin the way that we it when we try commentin' lots
And approach to the definition of a My is the my cultural future I split like atomic and MOY I'ma fond of make Me and my killer guerrillas willin' we're the corner boys
They tryin to 'cause they want our position But they ain't never gettin' in it, because the music is here Like I told you we're number one dealin' We'll connect them to the top And then we'll till they get the millions
In the hone of the they been walkin' the limbo Chemistry you can never cross with Thinkin' inside that they be as a mean ever polite
You can try to us, you can try to beat us Try to get speed up but it ain't gon' matter 'Cause after we get bendin' bustin there gon' be no We takin' over the network, Tech is the master, master
We can sing or we can It ain't no we untamed Whether fame or we can aim Release your brains, it no thing (Midwest Choppers)
You heard I'm sayin' We livin' in and it's a shame you came and got drained And listen man, stay in your (Midwest Choppers)
We can sing or we can It ain't no we untamed Whether it's or we can aim Release brains, it ain't no thing (Midwest Choppers)
You what I'm sayin' We in pain and it's a shame That you and got drained And listen man, in your lane (Midwest Choppers)
(Yelling my out loud) I get to the city, get the cane Holla your 'cause I'm a disaster Dalima get ready, get decibel atcha Leave 'em in a predicament 'cause I'm a style
And I'm now, just so ya know I make 'em sweat 'cause I'm best the flow Whenever you wanna flex, we can go, keep stressin' code And I'd rather make you dance on the
gonna flow like, she'll flow with the more strike 'Cause the is the bomb I can tell that you fascinated by the way we And we glow like with the more with the fire
Baby, now you to say it off 'Cause I'm on heindig and bustin' your sendin' your enemy's now Irritated with the haters that be around So I kick it like a but with a African style
with them I' really sure so, I'm too sick for a cure so And no need for a my bod won't work in makin' yo nerves straight 'cause they caught ya Hands down I popped ya, now
Let's take a trip to the back of your guilt individual with the mettle to ill skill Public outnumber howlin' the bro's was real screwed Get down the talks could be farce and big wheels
Talk with it, let me act you get tough with it When they talk, out of truck's bitichin' Often there's crane's, you Killers gonna be devoted to leavin' yo smokin'
But really you get down, what is it? An exchange problem 'Cause whenever I'm it's like a full heart stopper Dalima, Tech N9ne, Kaliko D-Loc Rippin' up with the flow we Midwest Choppers
We can or we can bang It ain't no we untamed it's fame or we can aim Release brains, it ain't no thing (Midwest Choppers)
You what I'm sayin' We livin' in pain and it's a That you came and got And listen man, in your lane (Midwest Choppers)
We can sing or we can It no game we untamed Whether fame or we can aim Release your brains, it ain't no (Midwest Choppers)
You heard I'm sayin' We livin' in pain and a shame That you and got drained And listen man, stay in lane
Nigga nigga you better act right, get I'm the baddest nigga hookin' up with the fastest bad-ass's Hit you with the lyrical, lyrical whip incredible Like to knock the of a several
Diggy, diggy down piggy found At the house Is bound for your town diggy, diggy, diggy And if you for the sound it can be found With the nigga wearin' the crown, are you with me?
And when you hear it then nigga zip it it, make you want to reposition your pivot When we write it and spit it we makin' get it And if they wont' hear it then go live and and forget it, stop
I and keep babblin' on or rapplin' off at the mouth While we travelin' when were it I'll speakin' about the things that I'll be Couple a scoop and I pop my mouth stylin'
But the with you and you and you And I can stop with the drop of the And if they see me pop and still with you and you And I won't hesitate to chop you until you, what they do with
And if you lookin' for the betterer the to combust You got the gun for fun And if you people some black attitude When you attack 'em on the check-amo, putting down the gun
That Dalima is a chopper, D-Loc a Tech N9ne's a chopper Kaliko will your block off You see it come and hit you When we get runner, we walk off
'Cause is than breath we want And we come in headhuntin' But we stop till we get to the top the way that we're Midwest Chop, ya
Strange music bitch, years of excellence T on T and N, 9 and E, numbers bitch Now from us to you, Tech N9ne Welcome to Misery Company, and for all the haters Fuckin' peasants, suit you, fucker, figure it out