[Intro:]
I'm just a young boy, trying to get my money on
Making music in K.C., he-he-he-he-he

But Mitch Bade ^!$$%'s, wanna hate Techa Nina,
And they won't stop $#&@ing with me, so I'ma $#&@ wit ^!$$%'s


Na-na-na-na-na, you can not $#&@ with
That ^!$$% Tech N9ne, coming wit that rough %#@!
Them ^!$$%s know that I deserve it when they heard it

Had the nerve to say its nothing, ^!$$%, so I got to bust this

Be Jealous, This is dedicated to all ya'll hater's

Be Jealous, I see ya'll watching me when I walk in the club
Be Jealous, This is dedicated to all Mitch Bader's
Be Jealous, You mother $#&@er's ain't showing Tech Nina no love


[Verse 1:]
$#&@ Muh-$#&@ers, buck Muh-$#&@ers

And the pain come ^!$$% with a bang, I'ma killer, better duck Muh-$#&@er
Watch you standing on? (Nada) What you claim to bone? (Nada)
What you plan to own? (Nada) That %#@! done came and gone

Blood sweat and tears ^!$$%, been about fifteen years ^!$$%
Ain't never been no fears ^!$$%, All I hear is cheers ^!$$%
That's why I be in the bathroom with the (*##$es at Maniacs

That's why them hoe's in the club with Tech given blowjobs in the back
How many ^!$$%s really worry bout scars? How many ^!$$%s wanna become a wuss?
$#&@ with a ^!$$% like Tech and a buzz Right to the head and the grave is dug

Mean Mugs, ^!$$%'s ain't never seen love
So they stream blood while I fiend bub full of green shrubs
And mushrooms, I bust rooms, open a custom

To float across the ocean with verbal motion the notion is boasting
I'm hoaking with jealous, mother $#&@ers embellish
But you can't say I ain't ready for fame, yonks, and relish


[Chorus:]
Be Jealous, when you see me on the T.V. Screen whiling

Be Jealous, when you see me in the magazine smiling
Be Jealous, when they let me in the club for free, ^!$$%s
Be Jealous, cuz I'm bumy wit (*##$es around me

Ha-ha, mother $#&@er, ha-ha (ha-ha)
Ha-ha, mother $#&@er, ha-ha (he-he-he-he)
Ha-ha, mother $#&@er, ha-ha (ha-ha)

And the lit, I'ma spit, I'ma kick that %#@!

[Verse 2:]

No more stalling, I'ma start prowling on ^!$$%s, growling on ^!$$%s
And we smiling cuz the Villain album went six thousand on ^!$$%s
In Kansas City alone, we packed the dome with Mike and Liddy alone

In the west side, Lee Jone, Milly Mal, I left you but it's a pity you're gone
^!$$%s ain't know mine, cuz they know it, and I'ma do it big
That's why the Techa Nina never ever got a problem getting a gig

Cuz I rip %#@! they liked (chea), I flip %#@! you make right (chea)
When I spit %#@!, I get rich quick, and make hits from doctors they liked (chea)
9 millimeter guns, gonna be the one, making a million, when I come

Never gonna be the bum, where I come from, ^!$$%s better get some
Tried to be right to these ^!$$%s, tried to be nice to these ^!$$%s
So now its time for Nine Godzilla to make mice of these ^!$$%s

You envy me, cuz your (*##$ play Techa Nina all day
And you see me on MTV, kicking it with king Tech, my ^!$$% sway
Broke ^!$$%s ain't friends to me, you ^!$$%s really want me to disperse?

Alright, I'll leave, but when I come back it's gonna be 20 G's a verse, ^!$$%

[Chorus:]

Be Jealous, when you see me on the T.V. Screen whiling
Be Jealous, when you see me in the magazine smiling
Be Jealous, when they let me in the club for free, ^!$$%s

Be Jealous, cuz I'm bumy wit (*##$es around me
Ha-ha, mother $#&@er, ha-ha (ha-ha)
Ha-ha, mother $#&@er, ha-ha (he-he-he-he)

Ha-ha, mother $#&@er, ha-ha (ha-ha)
And the lit, I'ma spit, I'ma kick that %#@!


[Verse 3:]
^!$$%s better stop talking about me, I ain't did %#@!
I don't rap against ^!$$%s, stop trying to get me to rap so ya'll can make grits

Agony, don't be speaking my name, I know I $#&@ed up
On a personal tip, but if you ^!$$%s talking about you better rap, mother $#&@ers better duck
And if any of you ^!$$%s over there on the inside, infiltrating me and my rouges
Them ^!$$%s don't give no $#&@s about how many Tech N9ne units sold
And whoever you (*##$ ^!$$%s is saying, I'm kicking it in Lee Joes log

Lee Joe'll tell you I'm original, and by the way Lee Joe my dog!
And that justice mother $#&@ers won't quit, saying The Calm Before The Storm? aint %#@!
We killed yall when 96-97, when about when the new %#@! hit
And I heard ^!$$%s said I was washed up, said the Tech N9ne flow was sleep
That's probably why I got new %#@! in new movies like Digging In Water and Its Too Deep

^!$$%s be jealous, tie you up and beat you down to a bloody pulp son
Got my villains and me, mad enough to bust one
I'm the second coming, but you don't know cuz you dumb
Before I go, I'll tell you jealous mother $#&@ers to suck one


[Chorus:]
Be Jealous, when you see me on the T.V. Screen whiling
Be Jealous, when you see me in the magazine smiling
Be Jealous, when they let me in the club for free, ^!$$%s
Be Jealous, cuz I'm bumy wit (*##$es around me

Ha-ha, mother $#&@er, ha-ha (ha-ha)
Ha-ha, mother $#&@er, ha-ha (he-he-he-he)
Ha-ha, mother $#&@er, ha-ha (ha-ha)
And the lit, I'ma spit, I'ma kick that %#@!