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TECH N9NE lyrics : "Now It's On"

(feat. 57th. St. Rogue Dog Vilans)

Wicked wicked

Now it's on [echos]

[Short Nitty:]

I murder your whole city
^!$$% like Frank Nitty's hideous as idiots
^!$$%s betta get respect when I flex

Comin tech flows like amphibians
From here to the Carribeans
Unexplored territories like Venus

^!$$%s never seen the teen the teams keenest
Bury ya mind like Zimas
Infared beamers keep ya posse on my ^&@#$


[Tech N9ne:]
Now it's on

Wickeds in this da link a mid to west flex
Did a piss
To this (*##$ who dis this cl-ick

Bliss is hangin that (*##$ by the !@$%oris
You get spit on
%#@! on

Hit on
Get on the dick of this
Sl-ick ^!$$%RA

But you can always call the Nina
A killer in America
Amerikilla


[Short Nitty:]
I got skills to kill

Like overdosin pills
Blood spills for million dollar bills
You can't try to peel this

Or feel the illness
Of a ^!$$% that's comin out real (real)
I don't know why

^!$$% you livin a lie
A plus I despise those who try
A ^!$$% like I this high and fly and sly

Mid west side so you just might die

[Tech N9ne:]

Check it out
I murder these hoes, Hercules flows
My %#@! carries on like hepatitis

So don't bites me
An enemy
Gimme no $#&@ery foul like (what)

Now I gotta @@#! it to re-write it
I might just
Make a ^!$$% bite dust

When I bust plus
Can maybe feels great
Can it be ill? yes

Sanity kills a real ^!$$% but still
I wreckin like I'm a Deville
The best, the NINE!, correct, BURN!

Now it's your turn
You must LEARN!
Misery ^!$$%s the craze like 24 gang ^!$$%s on SHERM!

When it's on I be heated like a hot comb
Tell these punk mutha$#&@as to leave me alone
When I'm in the zone you get blown away

Get the clothes away
Mitch Bade ^!$$%s cause it's on today


[chorus x18:]
Now it's on


[Lejo:]
Now let me smoke and choke
Let these ^!$$%s know that Lejo ain't brought no jokes

^!$$% betta learn the ropes
We like costra nostra
And'll $#&@ around and cut yo' throat
Decapitation facin devastation nations when they ragin can't stop this
^!$$% you can catch a fist

And you can rest in piss
But the diss and you thought I missed
I'm indestructable and untouchable
Ain't givin a $#&@ about what you know
I don't love no hoe, I don't mug no mo

But I'm still collectin my other dough
Now peep the rawness my rhymes is flawless
Fools get tossed for tryin to floss like bosses
People can call this the clique wit no losses
Cause a ^!$$% can flow from September to August

Deeper than seven seas, colder than no degrees
^!$$%s is easy to get down on ya knees
When you $#&@in wit rhymes like these
I always find that he's bitin my %#@! it's me he's tryin to be
No more chances understand this

I'm the man wit the plan I stand from Kansas
And this weed enhances scandalous dances
What is in my hands will take yo last glances
$#&@in wit a technicality, that's what it gotta be
^!$$% sittin on the side of me
My mentality makes fatality reality

Split yo anatomy, $$#ault and battery
^!$$%s pray to God we stop, we won't though
Askin who's on the top, they don't know
But don't no mutha$#&@a in the mutha$#&@in western mutha$#&@in hemisphere really want Joe
Associated with a deadly force we got codes
Deeper than morse
Sounds like (noise)

And needle points bullet shoot through a horse
So of course
I'm leavin ^!$$%s dead like a corpse

(Gun shot then a pause...)

[Tech N9ne:]

Don't test me
Biatchres
Another collorialism I came up wit the (*##$ deep this twist
Betta hurry pick a position I do for when you ^!$$%s submited to Amerikilla did it and then I
I quit it I flip in a minute I'ma get them rellish lips
You can't sell us dip
We gettin high off K bombay (bombay)

Packin hella heat like Pompay (Pompay)
Itch-made abay igga-may anyway
I get ill when I feel like, gettin biz
You know what that is?
I know what that is
When I be rippin eveybody know what that is
Rewind, SLEMET, NIET, HAA, HEEEH!!

If anybody wanna catch this
I just said $#&@ demons and I got pit backwards
And that's bomb futuristic attack %#@!
Match this
Takes hella practice
To rips scripts ^!$$% gotta be thug
I gotta make this %#@! make sense so I can say "made it ma"

Top of the world
Gimme life or give me death
Death becomes evil like asmodious I gotta a melodious flow
It becomes podious changeable
Untameable angel
Angelic
Bustin like a Magnum, Tom Selleck
Advisary terror
Sick of loosin money in Harris
Mac $$#asin like Anotonio Banderas
How many ^!$$%s you know I bust style
So ambidextrous and I mean I'm buck wild
When it's on
I be heated like a hot comb
Like I said in the first, zone
Accident prone
But these ^!$$%s don't wanna flex wit Tech when the heat is on
^!$$%
Now it's on

[chorus]

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