Casket Music - Tech N9ne, Tech N9ne Collabos feat. Ces Cru, Tech N9ne, Wrekonize

Yeah, uhuh

It’s killer city, anyone’ll run up

You from around here, I ain’t gotta tell you to duck

With very little unity, it’s really never enough

People in the community don’t band together enough

We all aware that it sucks, the hood resembles a pigsty

Even your baby mama tripping, kid got a Twist-Tie

And look at the list why

Niggas are not feeling me

Tryna live free and take zero accountability (Hold on)

Ya lie to kick it, you’re probably wicked as Hillary

And she who does not feel me is just not real to me, dick tease

The nicest on the mic, tell the bitch please

Would you be kind enough to shut the fuck up and twist trees?

I’m on a high, I might be flyer than Chris Breez'

And I would never try to strike a chick with my fist, geez

I’m wise enough to know to just let a chick leave

And use the time to find and grind the methods to getting cheese

I got a couple buddies that’ll cross on ya border

And turn you into slaves for the new world order

Snake and bat’s flying up inside close quarters

You can’t keep it clean and dig the muddy waters

So step back youngin, this is grown folk talking

This isn’t for the radio, this single won’t be popping

This is true grit, it’s lived for you to bash to it

Killer MC shit bitch, casket music

U-B-I, bitch

Yo, I crush a rhyme and when busting my flow is customised

They plagiarise when I’m writing it, so it’s justified

And say goodnight if I ever switch into double time

They’re sleepy, dusting their eyes, they listen to lullabies

Rubbing their eye while I’m running, wish I could shut an eye

So don’t sit back and unwind, this isn’t the summer time

It’s duck and cover, if ever I pull your number time

It’s sit for dinner and serve a sucker for supper time

My state of mind is transcending the space and time

You played a side so I am taking your place in line

Day in the life of the long winded, I stay alive

Only the strong survive in this game, I made it my

Bitch when I’m winning they’re bitter, really what matters most

I learned the twist of these catacombs while I sat alone

My DNA incompatible with an average Joe

I catapult and I’m flying into the battle zone

Rep for the roster, partner pushing for proper pay

Chakras align while I’m oscillating like Doctor Strange

They cock and aim, lose nerve, but never drop a name

We are not the same, same difference is how we operate (Yeah)

I got a couple buddies that’ll cross on ya border

And turn you into slaves for the new world order

Snake and bat’s flying up inside close quarters

You can’t keep it clean and dig the muddy waters

So step back youngin, this is grown folk talking

This isn’t for the radio, this single won’t be popping

This is true grit, it’s lived for you to bash to it

Killer MC shit bitch, casket music

Astonishing, I can still hear my mama sing, upon a dream

Then Obama brings some no no things from the drama king

I want a fling but with mama singing its wronger thing

So I’ma keep fondling this honor queen from the conjuring

Dude’s crazy, he’s who’s baby

Maude Sue lady through Hades fools made me lose faith

We bruise fugazis

Who played me like ukulele, too shady, ooze rouge gravy

Out your noodle, you pussy punk, you’s a poodle

I push your peanut to Pluto, and then pack your parents in a Peugeot

Better yet in a Yugo, yes y’all a eulogys you know

After killing like Cujo

I’m catching a wave nouveau

Eh-Eh

To the rancid area this belong to

Eh-Eh

Drink away my pain and then piss it on you

Give the song new meaning, eat it up, beat it up

If it’s wrong you bringing, fuck you!

Here’s new Ninna to rock to

I got a couple buddies that’ll cross on ya border

And turn you into slaves for the new world order

Snake and bat’s flying up inside close quarters

You can’t keep it clean and dig the muddy waters

So step back youngin, this is grown folk talking

This isn’t for the radio, this single won’t be popping

This is true grit, it’s lived for you to bash to it

Killer MC shit bitch, casket music