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N9ne] You want me to jam I'm enter Brain came from insane days ya sick like bad mayonnaise (Tech N9ne) Got the remedy Criminally tryin to be shit I you open like the youngest male Kennedy Got the whole planet rockin off the low
Damnit I show flows and poke hoes supposed to be yours Seekin my haters and in a dark tourmented by mine the (Tech 4x N9ne 4x)
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Liberace may take 'em I'ma na Playa, do the what I say
Throw ya souls in the air like Flash ya bar while I stick em another hit up out of the abyss
The Tech Nina out to find vaginas the playa clubbin it, rubbin it Lovin crema streama, might seem a li'l extreme
My thing when I flips I got to make sho that hot Gotta make the planet rock like this
Here's my chance to blast away (Tech Tech N9ne *echoed*) causing friction Party people, party people, can y'all get (Who keep it sizzelin') Don (Who it sizzelin') Tech N9ne Party people, party people, can y'all get
(Who it sizzelin') Don Juan (Who keep it sizzelin') Tech
[Tech it what ya want it Ghetto futuristic get up on it
There's a bianc up in my sector can I it all we wanna do is Get drunk, get blowed, spit shits, spark blunts and fuck We quick to beat a down bad MidWest put me in the sound lab Now I'm hot like a ????? I flipped it backwards for you flow Blast When you ask to playin fast ball all Glad Mad Cause last call was in the back of the da hell outta dis bad bra On my planet we take no haters for They Kris (10 seconds til off) Be somethin grips off off The techniques complete 69 to 6 feet Unique freak tweeks let the BCs can it While the trooper Tecca Nina the planet
Party people, people, can y'all get funky (Who keep it sizzelin') Don (Who keep it sizzelin') N9ne Party people, people, can y'all get funky (Who keep it sizzelin') Don (Who keep it sizzelin') N9ne
Juan] I'm about the in the back makin' ass hop A Mitchell Bade tryna grip 'em like a pad The Don Juan really never let the stop The Tecca Nina make the rock It stop
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(N9ne) Never let up off a heated mic I'm comfortable Rogue
57, 56 gang we gain Anybody wanna we bang Hit us with a Lyrical head Making hella Get a nut 'em put the rolls In butt Let a hoe be a Negro never a fuck Nina Why the
You got the Nigga I'm mad cause the Chiefs I'm off In City I'm straight the abyss N9ne I got the whole planet with me planet
Rocking this
Here's my to blast away (Tech Tech N9ne N9ne *echoed*)
Haters friction people, party people, can y'all get funky (Who keep it sizzelin') Don (Who keep it sizzelin') Tech Party people, party people, can get funky (Who keep it sizzelin') Don
(Who it sizzelin') Tech N9ne
Don Juan makes the rock Tech makes the planet rock makes the planet rock Triple Life makes the planet Dog makes the planet rock
Costa Nostra makes the rock Nnutt makes the planet rock MidWestSide the planet rock
Party people, party people, can get funky
(Who it sizzelin') Don Juan (Who it sizzelin') Tech N9ne Party people, party people, can y'all get (Who keep it sizzelin') Don (Who it sizzelin') Tech N9ne