[Tech song is dedicated to Brian B'zl Dennis and all of the 57th Street Rogue Dog Real Makers.
This one right here's for the Makers! The moshers! The stompers! The breakers! We gon start this off right! We got in the house tonight! We gon start shit off right! (Off right!) We got Tecca Nina in the tonight! (Come on!)
This is the for riders and thugs in body bags, zippers, violence and drugs Poverty, a bunch of minorities die in the They say my music's makin 'em lose it, I write it in This is my for all my people missin my music Keep listenin to it, and I said, get a pistol and use it Satan shot my homie Maintain with a and blew it for the industry, he was one of the truest..
I don't know why they keep pumpin somethin Maybe in the music they wanna be it's crunk and hella haterific Throw set up in the air is all the DJs really wanna play when October is lookin bloody and Killas everywhere listen to me when I be bustin shit then turbulence, don't get nervous when I wreck Concert promoters in don't wanna see me 'cause they say that Somoans will riot on Nina 'cause I'm a..
RIOT MAKER! That's if you know... I'm a.. MAKER! They mosh at my shows... I'm a.. RIOT MAKER! And I out bustin... I'm a.. RIOT MAKER! MAKER! I don't give a damn about nuthin! I'm a sly dranker... I'm a skyscraper.. maker
Hop in a pit fa sho! You push, you shove, you get elbowed!
Back on 'cause for Fat Tone and Mac Dre all of the soldiers who got on that day All my people's thats sittin in this is for you so wont you to the shit that I'm spittin? Fuck the law and the government they'll yo ass up They'll do in their power to get a fast buck No right or wrongs, just bees out for your honeycomb But you'll find out, when you bind out, you can be free if money long Ever been to one of my shows? Yeah, it be crazy In Ohio, a got a little too hyphy, baby Stage diving and crowd surfing hold back But dropped her, now she's unconscious with her skull cracked Now when this happened, it wasn't even my set They wanted me to a sign to post up the hospital debt When Travis me we got papers, I thought he was playin.. This bitch is Tecca Nina for a hundred grand! 'cause I'm a..
MAKER! That's if you don't know... I'm a.. RIOT MAKER! mosh at my shows... I'm a.. RIOT MAKER! And I out bustin... I'm a.. MAKER! RIOT MAKER! I don't give a damn about nuthin! I'm a sly dranker... I'm a skyscraper.. Riot
back if you frightened! Yeah! Get back we fightin!
I'm a skyscraper.. That's why everybody in my past is get a little piece of my paper Man I swear, the Nina will never them, plug them when I'm rollin Skatterman and Snug Brim!
It's Skatterman, cat, Strange Music's sheep. (Why?) I'm still countin money off the back streets Every city, show, I got to pack heat This no fucking rap song, check my rap sheet I'm one of a kind, one into nine Blow your head of your shoulders, dog, nothin but time And I never raise my voice. You a bum, why should I on you? With a whisper I can drop a couple on you Sss..sss... them rottweilers on you Killers bustin out the of Impalas on you A made man in the streets, I grands Wrote lyrics about my life, dropped an album, and made Now I'm chillin on with the redhead wonder shows in a three month summer On the deuce bitch ass nigga fuckin Tech gonna be found in Swope park his nuts in his neck
Brim] Like you ain't know, we put it down this Brim, Kansas City, Missouri, uzi,groupies,doobies, and fins Suzy Qs no excuse for the sin So watch tongue, if you movin we come to shootin up at you and your bitch You just you tried the shoes, and they fit You never knew that I you off in the section with your dude in the ditch Whether reppin dog, or movin them bricks I keep it gutta homie, look my records, see I'm doin it big As you can tell I ain't no regular nigga... I'm filled star qualities I hang out with bitches thats naked... and the bra swallow me always solo, you can't fake it.. so don't try ta follow me You still can't get up on your feet... You right back where you ought to be I see you failin 'cause Music got it locked boy yo stock boy, Kansas City hot boy It's really fuck a hata, some weed, get ya papa You can see me now or later, muthafuckin Riot Maker. I'm a
[Tech RIOT MAKER! if you don't know... I'm a.. RIOT MAKER! They at my shows... I'm a.. RIOT MAKER! And I out bustin... I'm a.. RIOT MAKER! RIOT MAKER! I don't give a damn nuthin! I'm a sly dranker... I'm a skyscraper.. Riot
We will... this muthafucka down We will... tear up muthafuckin town!
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