(FUCK) To all the Ladies (LOVE), All my hookers (WHAT) We just quakin if you hatin we don't give a (FUCK, WHAT) (Verse 2) Tech N9ne got to pop it,
What [hook] Who got this Mutha fucking house On lock Who Einstein Huh what Tech n9ne Dwamn Who keeps it sizzling Who keeps it hot Who Einstien Huh what Tech n
[Verse 1: ~Tech N9ne~] I'm a nice guy My lifes a light sky So Much love I might cry Not! Nice Try I'm an evil seed and the day I sleep and the night fly
do it (can't do it, can't do it) Fuck this Click Click I gotta, I wanna MMM [Verse 1] My pain killer's in my dresser Right next to my rester What insane
tourmented by mine Dodgin the [tech 4x N9ne 4x] Now here's a message Liberace may Chocolatate' take em I'ma rock na Playa, nigga fuck what I say Throw ya souls
the (tech 4x N9ne 4x) Now here's a message Libedate may Chocolatate' take em I'ma rock na Playa, nigga fuck what I say Throw ya souls in the air like
alley Tormented by mine Dodging the tech n9ne Now here's the message Liberate me Chocolata tay Imma rock Not play Do the fuck what I say Throw your souls
Ehr) What I got to say to the people who pick at and gut stars Thinkin Imma lose the ability to bust hard you fuck tards [Chorus: Tonesha Sanders & Tech N
[CHORUS] Tech N9ne + girl Tech-"mm,mm...you know what I want you to do, right?" Girl-"Yeah, I know what you want me to do..." Tech-"What's up?"
it [4Xs] [Mr. Serv-On] Ahh! Nigga you know what the fuck I came fo'! I'm wearin this fuckin' Tank Now tell me (what) the fuck it stands fo'! N-O-L-I-
telethon West Coast million, what is he really on Is it that shit that niggas go silly on? Hell no, the pyroclastic flow is evident (West Side) And yall know what
s show them like we used to You say fuck, that yo holmes, fuck this I'm the king Ad-Whammy, you're Dick Butkus One half science, and another half soul
are my number 1, my number 1, my number 1 girl! girl! ya ya number 1, ya number 1, ya number 1 girl! girl! you're more than just a fuck to me, thats
a top model and a contestants I'ma Rottweiler yes I'ma rock 'n' roller It's Weezy Fuckin' Baby yeah straight up out da stroller [Verse 1:] Im higher
in the fuck your bitch keep coming by i done fucked your bitch 100 times, what the fuck your bitch got on her mind, my fucking dick, I call her dick
believe the HYPE is real... 'Yeah! Yeah! You rockin' wit the talk of New York Tony yayo Shady aftermath with the Soul Assasins. Chorus: Niggas know what
WORST YOUR A FUCKING MORON HERE IS HOW THE SONG GOES Eminem: S-S-Shady Records, you better believe the HYPE is real... 'Yeah! Yeah! Shots to Soul Assasins
bullets start bustin' First crime, we came with Mystic Stylez on grime You slip, I Live By My Rep don't fuck with mine Da End, the souls of men embedded