Fears is a thief in the night It leaves you hopeless I believe it dreamed, I believe in flying I am what I am, what I am And I'm sorry if I displease
(Insanity at it's finest. Fire starter, riot maker, moon stricken, animal need, bad seed, untaimable beast) Everybody around me always think they know
Dedicated to all the DJ's all over the world, man One for the treble, two for the bass Come on Techa Nina, let's rock this place Tech's in the place,
Yeah, it's like the ultimate party favor baby you know Two cups will get her hot and out of her clothes you know Caribou Lou It's like 151 rum, pineapple
The spiked red hair and the, and the paint in his face Whoa, hold on, man, Tech is losin' it, man He's not as grounded as he used to be Tech was a devil
Show this, stressful, everybody wanna call, Gotta tell em naw, sometimes Sit up in the record store Seven hundred fans, man, everyone signs And it gets
Its Friday night, just got paid, she?s lookin? for a little bit of action, captain to get saved. [Verse 1] So you go straight to the mall and call your
Hey, all you haters, stop Man, this be this, what? Rick rocker, T9, E-40, jellysickle, y'all They hate it when you bubble See 'em in they huddles always
We gon' make 'em slither dance to this one, Zilla Everybody just (Throw your hands up, what?) All the ladies just (Throw your legs up, what?) All the
What Up Sit Up Get Up Wit Us Killas Enough Niggas To Crush Ya Luck And Bust Ya Guts And Liver Hit With The Rigor Now Ya Livin Off In The River Watchin
Intro: In a world of missori where in this three planets collide, Brotha Lynch, Dilame, Tech N9ne bring you along for the ride... [Brotha Lynch] Wait
Night And Day eheheh Tech N9ne, Baby [Tech N9ne] Other rap is out commission to the mouth they 'bout to listen do it up Reroute conditions make you bounce
Welcome to everready Welcome to everready Welcome to everready The Religion First thing I wanna say is Y'all can't fuck wit us Y'all can't fuck wit us
Real cocky Real sloppy Drunk at the club and y'all can't stop me Super star style Whoop the are pounds Out the roof, scoop the group we be troopin' large
[Tech N9ne] This song is dedicated to Brian B'zl Dennis and all of the 57th Street Rogue Dog Villians Real Riot Makers. This one right here's for the
Tech N9ne:] I now pronounce me and music together from now until the end of time Always on the road, Doing hella shows Day to day high and lows, but
[Chorus:] Times Running Out (Running Out) Time Keeps On Tickin (We Got To Keep It Movin) Times Running Out (Running Out) Time Keeps On Slippin (We Got
The only real place to be The middle of all controversy West end of the Mississippi Welcome to the Midwest Pistol packin' and money mackin' rappin' about
