Victory Flow - Mike Jones, SWISHAHOUSE

All hail to the N9ne!

You punks thought it was over for me?

I shall prevail in any situation

All hail the high exalted, punks

Tech N9ne!

Move something, do something, scream something AIGHHHTT

Cruel-some, gruesome hoodlums AIGHHHTT

Bogurt Fozo Jogard

I’m still climbin'

Niggas be rhyming

But they can’t get with me

So you can keep hatin'

I’ll be money makin'

Swimming in victory

Yo, yo

They thought it was over, but I gots to bust

Call them foes, stealing flows that they got from us, what?

We coming through your city with lots of lust

Get the dough, get ya hoes, then we knock them up and cut

Still clowning, jealousy be frowning

Keep in the street pounding, haters get beat down and

Y’all keep houndin', looking for new sounds

That N9na done put down, well hey baby you found 'em

We victors, invested in big wars

We coming to get yours, we hit 'til it get sore

We spit acrobatical, never simple schematical

Vivid liquid compatible, shrooms, X’s and Adderalls

Thought Anghellic wouldn’t make it, we take it

Every time, get your girly butt naked

Real melons, still Heaven, still hellin'

Still bellin' through the city, with them class A felons

At that bar with it, the fans know it how we are with it

Caribou Lou, with a Churchill cigar with it

Don’t never forget it, woman getting targeted

Six hundred cars with it, Tech is coming hard with it

I’m still climbin'

Niggas be rhyming

But they can’t get with me

So you can keep hatin'

I’ll be money makin'

Swimming in victory

I’m still climbin'

Niggas be rhyming

But they can’t get with me

So you can keep hatin'

I’ll be money makin'

Swimming in victory

All I wanna see is broads with us, Strange hella odd niggas

Roll with them hard hitters that’d mob with us

So God get us, player haters that squab with us

They bob with us

'Cause the Tecca N9na is bizarre literature

I’m a (What?!)

Party animal, horny and a punani cannibal

Can’t nobody calm me, the killa Dahni is a zombie and ho'

Ladies on the dance floor

Let yo homie make you touch your toes, skip them foes, strike a pose

Hot as hell, grab your chicken head by the tail

A lot of tail can generate you a lot of mail

I’m the victorious, you the victim

Ya gal took my lizard and licked him

And my twins she kissed 'em (muah)

So tell me how this tune sounds

You love it so don’t never turn the boom down

You never thought we be some scholars with shrooms round

Mexican women, now we ballers and poon hounds

I’m still climbin'

Niggas be rhyming

But they can’t get with me

So you can keep hatin'

I’ll be money makin'

Swimming in victory

I’m still climbin'

Niggas be rhyming

But they can’t get with me

So you can keep hatin'

I’ll be money makin'

Swimming in victory

Hahaha, yo

That’s why your mama got a big 'ol butt (oh yeah?)

And your sister got a big 'ol butt (oh yeah?)

Since your mama and your sister had a big 'ol butt

They helped the N9na bust a big 'ol nut (oh yeah?)

I’m the king (king)

Niggas that know it

That’s why they want me in the ring (ring)

Hoping I blow up but I love the cream (cream)

Is what I mean (mean)

No matter what kind of lyrics you write

Tech N9ne fans don’t want to hear it tonight

All hail to my jail homies

Cameron, Moberly, Boomville

You can bet we soon will (What?) Bump head

A wise man once said (What?)

«Everybody want go Heaven but nobody want dead»

Numb heads, if they diss the vet

Break the motherfuckers down if they disrespect the Tech

This is victory 'cause I gets the check

I leave you player haters glistening wet

Punk bitch!

I’m still climbin'

Niggas be rhyming

But they can’t get with me

So you can keep hatin'

I’ll be money makin'

Swimming in victory

I’m still climbin'

Niggas be rhyming

But they can’t get with me

So you can keep hatin'

I’ll be money makin'

Swimming in victory

I’m still climbin'

Niggas be rhyming

But they can’t get with me

So you can keep hatin'

I’ll be money makin'

Swimming in victory

I’m still climbin'

Niggas be rhyming

But they can’t get with me

So you can keep hatin'

I’ll be money makin'

Swimming in victory