[Tech N9ne]
Never let another motha$#&@a repeat it
Never duckin a motha$#&@a ^!$$% better delete it

Put the cerebella in killa mo
Forella foe
Can never get with a gorilla no

Killa cerebral feelin biblical ritual
This should get rid of the pain
Here in your pitiful game

This is for palatial pain
Deep in the pit of your brain
Let it rain with the unforgettable aim (Gunshot)

^!$$% lookin for a spot to bust
Cause the homie that you killed meant a lot to us
But, instead of lookin for a @@#! to $#&@

Kill a ^!$$% like he was rockin the swastika
You can do what your doin cause your mockin up
Get your ride on ^!$$% it's ya rock or what?

Lots of luck
You really couldn't need it
Hella heated

Motha$#&@a let the glock erupt
Box him up


[Hook 1]
I don't wanna be the one to get a millimeter in the gut
I wanna be the one to hit em with another milla

Caught up in the middle
I'm a little sick and different
And I mean it when I said it

Do you remember that?

[Hook 2]

Hell mother$#&@in ya
You don't wanna get in trouble with a ^!$$% like the Tecca Nina
If you looking like an enemy (Bust)

We don't ever stop and take a minute we (Just)
Breathe
Hey son, what the $#&@ are you duckin from?

Breathe
They come, passed the fight every $#&@in one
Breathe

They some, punks bound to sell !@%!e and guns
Breathe
Spray guns, life results with you often times

Breathe

[Tech N9ne]

Never let a hatin mother$#&@er see you sweat
Bleed the chest
Don't need regret

I fund
A caper a Sun-day paper
so I can read the rest

I can dig it
You can dig it
Put a ^!$$% in the grave

If you hate up in a trick a loop a lover ^!$$% made
If you step up to me you would never benefit
^!$$% if I started I'mma finish it

Run up on a motha$#&@a while he's $#&@in a chick
Put a bullet in her head while she's suckin the dick
Wasn't a bit

A dividends
Baby it's irrelevant you gotta put ya ^!$$% it's the look of the grit
Bring pain to everyone

In your face with the bang your verysome
It's a motha$#&@in shame we carry guns
If you don't your insane

You're very dumb
Tecca Nina's too rough (Too rough)
Too hard (Too hard)

Too tough (Too tough)
You scarred (You scarred)
Cause a ^!$$% know a motha$#&@in rhyme when spit

$#&@in around with a killa clown and %#@!

[Hook 3]
If you really wanna do it ^!$$%
We can step into it

Put us up against some other motha$#&@as
And we runnin through it
$#&@ a ^!$$%
Buck a ^!$$%
If he thinks he's a gorilla

Man now when I said it you'll remember that (Jeah!)

[Hook 2]
Hell mother$#&@in ya
You don't wanna get in trouble with a ^!$$% like the Tecca Nina

If you looking like an enemy (Bust)
We don't ever stop and take a minute we (Just)
Breathe
Hey son, what the $#&@ are you duckin from?
Breathe

They come, passed the fight every $#&@in one
Breathe
They some, punks bound to sell !@%!e and guns
Breathe
Spray guns, life results with you often times


[Tech N9ne]
Just sprayed by the Tech N9ne hand gun
Now I'm on the outrun
Flowin up again and hot, cooked well done
$#&@in with a insane crazy warlord
Punks wanna trip but they know I'm too motha$#&@in hard
Deadly, tickin like a time bomb

$#&@in with me you would think you were in Vietnam
When I explode ain't nothin left but remains
But those who were froze $#&@in with a ^!$$% insane
Mentally mind and mad mother$#&@er mad man
Had to attack, see them punks like quicksand
Droppin and poppin any pump that buck
So bring a body bag if you wanna get $#&@ed up

Every diga little (*##$ made ^!$$%
Start runnin when I'm playin with the trigga
An uzi a 12-gauge it really don't matter
And these suckas die when the shotgun scatter
From block to block, hood to hood, street to street
Boy ya can't $#&@ with me
So for those who told ya to jump up and talk %#@!

Admit ya (*##$ ya little $$# got lit

[Hook 1]
I don't wanna be the one to get a millimeter in the gut
I wanna be the one to hit em with another milla
Caught up in the middle
I'm a little sick and different

I meant it when I said it
Do you remember that?

[Hook 2]
Hell mother$#&@in ya
You don't wanna get in trouble with a ^!$$% like the Tecca Nina
If you looking like an enemy (Bust)

We don't ever stop and take a minute we (Just)
Breathe
Hey son, what the $#&@ are you duckin from?
Breathe
They come, passed the fight every $#&@in one
Breathe
They some, punks bound to sell !@%!e and guns
Breathe
Spray guns, life results with you often times
Breathe
Hey son, what the $#&@ are you duckin from?
Breathe
They come, passed the fight every $#&@in one
Breathe
They some, punks bound to sell !@%!e and guns
Breathe
Spray guns, life results with you often times
Breathe

That's beautiful
Ronnz from Berlin and %#@!, hardcore cat
Blaze your weed to this
This is dedicated to my homeboy Walter Jefferson
W.J. Weed Kapone ^!$$%
If I ever breathe
If I ever live
%#@! no more $#&@in man
Believe this blunt I'm blazin
And still listen to your kids
That's real %#@! ^!$$%
Breathe