Sinister Tech - Tech N9ne

You’re the one nigga who’s a dumb nigga

And a bum nigga, you’re a slum nigga

Better run nigga when I come nigga

With a gun nigga you’re a bitch

Buck you, never trust you

Never loved you, never was you

I’ma touch you, I’ma bust you

I’ma crush you, motherfuck you

That’s my nigga Aaron Yates

Style lee lee killa Norman Bates

Holla at me like I’m Ollie Gates

I’ma put the milli to your face

The nerve of ya yellin' you’re a murderer

But ain’t nobody ever heard of a

Killa killa doing damage off up in suburbia

Sinister rhyme minister, Tech N9ne be the menace (yes, yes)

Diminish ya, finish with the dementia I’m the grimmest

I done told y’all I was comin'

Better start runnin' or bust like a cannon

'Cause I’ma leave hella destruction

Mental breakdown and famine

I would advise you not to slide through

'Cause I will oblige you

With a rhyme flow that will demise you

How can I bow down to a broke rapper with a foul sound?

(bitch)

How can I flow rounds with an MC that can’t chow down?

Where would you be if you didn’t copy off me lil' boy?

This type of shit that I enjoy

I sum you up with

Bitch flows, punk foes

Sluts, hoes, case closed

If you ain’t got shit to fuck with this

Take that dead shit on

And if your bitch in the club with ass on me

I’m gonna take that home

By the sinister Tech N9ne!

By the sinister, by the sinister, by the sinister, Tech N9ne!

Vill-on, y’all know me by the

Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmmmmm

Everybody say: «KC's in the house»

Bounce, rock, skate

Or fight, shoot, hate

We so chilly, they call us abominable

Everybody know we phenomenal

Get ya' money, get ya' women

If you’re getting nothing, your living is comical

Simon Bar Sinister, climbing star finisher

Swine and lard vinegar, rhyming hard blimisher

Realistic, hedonistic, killer with a vengence breathing this shit

Your whole facade’s punkish, I’ll make you kneel before Zod

Biblical hits

Flippable, kickable spits

Niggas with critical lyricals, never no mythical shit

Step into the evil fickle abyss

Wiggle in pittifulness

Swivel this and get pistol whipped

It’s been a long ride

Tecca Nina just won’t die-ie-ie-ie-ya

Better feel it when I drill it (trick)

Real is when I kill it (Mitch)

Hit it, hit it

Never ever tell a millimeter killer quit it (bitch!)

If you ain’t got shit to fuck with this

Take that dead shit on

And if your bitch in the club with ass on me

I’m gonna take that home

By the sinister Tech N9ne!

By the sinister, by the sinister, by the sinister, Tech N9ne!

Vill-on y’all know me by the

Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmmmmm

Everybody say: «KC's in the house»

Off the hook, stalking in clubs

Tossing, I’m walkin' in blood

Barking that Rogue Dog shit

Dirty devils better hold ya lips

Nina ripping ill beast flows

Yeah we know it, will reach gold

Platinum, feel these flows

Comin' off of Kill Creek road

Say my name five times

Tech, Tech, Tech, Tech N9ne

I will appear in your mirror

Through your chest ripping out your spine

Hungry like an Ethiopian

Living off the blood in your veins

Alias Donny Kevorkian

Never were you ready for the pain

What do ya get when you cross Tech with a hard ass track?

Innovative, twisted, psycho, thugged out

What do ya get with Roc, Will, Phlaque and Dynomack?

Nitwits, misfits, sick shit, Nnutthowze

What do ya get when you cross Tech with a fine bitch in the club?

KY, 'Bou Lou, motel, sex-time

What do you call a rappin' ass Rogue Dog Villain pretty mother fucker?

Donny Quest, Azmo, Sinister Tech N9ne!

If you ain’t got shit to fuck with this

Take that dead shit on

And if your bitch in the club with ass on me

I’m gonna take that home

By the sinister Tech N9ne!

By the sinister, by the sinister, by the sinister, Tech N9ne!

Vill-on y’all know me by the

Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmmmmm

Everybody say: «KC's in the house»

Tech N9ne's in the house