Misery
Journalist; Tech N9ne; Yukmouth Lyrics

Aye fam
This is a call to a friend.

Man, you need to stop being so nice and modest
It is advised to stop being too kind and humble.

To these jugga head ass niggas out here
This refers to the foolish people out there.

They runing around like they don't Strange is the lions den
They act like they are unaware of the dangers or risks they are facing.

Nigga we the muthafucking kings of the jungle
We are the dominant force, ruling our territory.

I'm in the restaurant chilling with this new piece of bootany the other night
The singer is enjoying the company of a new woman in a restaurant.

You know a nigga gonna give me a CD
The singer was given a CD by someone.

Talking about Mackzilla, tell Tech he better come to the studio
The person on the CD talks about inviting Tech N9ne to the studio.

And fuck with us, or else
The person on the CD demands Tech's presence in the studio.

I said, don't you punk brother ass niggas know
This is a warning to those who are acting foolishly and disrespectfully.

This is Monopoly, don't nobody pass go and collect 200 dollars
No one can proceed or benefit without our approval, just like in the board game Monopoly.

Unless we say so
We have the power to give permission or deny it.

This merciless
We are ruthless, without compassion.

This is musical massacre
We are about to destroy our competition musically.

Mammoth, imagine my motive, mane
We have a mammoth plan or goal that is hard to comprehend.

No murking us
We are not easily defeated or killed.

Mimicking muthafuckas may mock
Imitators and haters may try to mock or copy us.

But on my mama millimeter
On my mother's life, we are serious and deadly.

My miscous mo murdah make millions mack mommies and mosh
Our music is so powerful and authentic that it attracts millions of fans.

This is pain, this unforgettable thang
We are referring to our struggle and the pain that we have endured.

Is my talent untamable?
We are questioning whether our talent can be controlled or suppressed.

Tech is the tyranny
Tech N9ne is the authority or ruler in the rap game.

Bang on you niggas who never have respect for who ever
We will strike hard against those who disrespect us or others.

Pulling you pussies apart, my competitor's plain
We will defeat our competitors easily and violently.

In the dark when they sleep
Our enemies are unaware of what is happening, even while sleeping.

On my incredible heat
Our musical prowess and skill are unmatched.

Fuck you, I'm fed up
We are fed up and ready to show our anger and aggression.

My fist for faggots and freaks
Our violence is directed towards those we view as weak or different.

Go tell your industry peeps that fuck peace released
We don't care about peace or diplomacy in the music industry.

B is for blood
Bloodshed and violence are our norm.

We banging and blasting at beef
We are violently attacking our enemies.

This is ignorant
Our behavior is foolish and unwise.

Get a whiff of his lyrics
Listen closely to the wordplay and flow.

So rigorous, niggerous, carnivorous delivery
We are delivering our lyrics with intensity, using racial slurs and animalistic imagery.

Come with me, it'll be bitches and thizzery
Join us and enjoy the party and drugs that come with our lifestyle.

Fuck with me
Don't mess with us.

And believe that we niggas will put you out of your misery
We will kill or destroy those who oppose us.

If you ever disrespect
If you show us any disrespect or opposition.

I'll put you out of your misery
We will end your life or career.

Put you, I'll put you, I'll put you, put you out of your misery
We are repeating the threat for emphasis.

If you run up on my set
If you confront or threaten us.

I'm a muthafucking vet
We are experienced and skilled in this game.

'Bout to make me cock (cock) back (back) aim (aim)
We are about to use a weapon to attack or defend ourselves.

My mission is to pop (pop) that (that) brain (brain)
We are aiming to kill or harm our enemy.

My split is psycho like Michael's knife
Our mental state is unstable and dangerous, like Michael Myers in a horror movie.

I admire your Freddy Kruger then dream your life
We are inspired by the horror villain Freddy Krueger and will invade your dreams and create a nightmare for you.

My brain is too deep, I can think alive
We are very intelligent and creative, able to think outside the box.

And kill death itself in one of freestyle lines
Our rhymes are so powerful that they can overcome death.

Lyrically, rappers aren't better than me
We are claiming to be the best rapper lyrically.

Cause I'm hard in this rap game
We are tough and competitive in this industry.

You lighter then a feather to me
Our opponents are weak and insignificant.

So come with it
We are ready to face any challenge or competition.

It's the devil in me that'll blast at your afterlife
We are driven by evil and will harm our enemies even after they die.

Until your ass is resting in peace
We will cause our enemies to die violently.

Muthafucka, you don't want it with a gangsta
You don't want to mess with us because we are real gangsters.

16 shots and have my little brother shank ya
We are willing to use guns and knives to attack our enemies.

Thank ya, No thank ya
This is a sarcastic response to a request or offer.

Boy rearrange ya hands with ya head
We will harm your body severely.

Heads up and I'll bang ya
We will attack you and cause serious harm.

I hear you barking but you ain't bit shit
We are not afraid of our enemies' threats or intimidation.

My shot's dig through
Our bullets are strong enough to penetrate anything.

They call 'em hollow tips
Our bullets are designed to cause maximum harm.

It's a killa season and you ain't killed shit
Our time to attack has come and our opponents have not done anything significant.

Misery Loves Kompany, now a compliment bitch
We are used to misery and suffering and view it as a compliment or badge of honor.

This is misery, misery artillery for the killing spree
We are causing suffering and death with our music.

Hit the block, see the enemy, Kill 'em off like a Kennedy
We are attacking our enemies without mercy, like the assassination of the Kennedys.

Ecstasy, Hennessy and a lemon squeeze
We are enjoying drugs and alcohol while causing destruction.

You niggas finna be put on obituaries and white tees, that's misery
Our enemies will end up dead and wearing funeral clothes.

Rome to Italy, riding on chrome literally
We are traveling luxuriously in a fancy car.

Yuk Godzilla, King Kong ain't got shit on me
We are dominant and powerful, like the monsters Godzilla and King Kong.

Riddle me, riddle me, Which rapper gone snitch on me
We are taunting our opponents and daring them to snitch or betray us.

When I shoot up his Bentley and put him out of his misery
We will destroy our enemy's expensive car and end his life.

They asked about the beef with Game and The Unit
People are curious about the conflict between Game and The Unit.

Squashed my beef with The Game and do my thang with The Unit
We have resolved our conflict with Game and are now working with The Unit.

Bo signed to Cashville
Bo, an artist, signed to Cashville Records.

I'm making it rain in Houston, Rap-A-Lot for life
We are throwing money around in Houston and are loyal to the Rap-A-Lot record label.

You'll find your body slain in Houston, bitch
We are warning our enemies that they will die if they continue to oppose us in Houston.

I'm on the block with that Praline
We are selling drugs called Praline on the street.

Until the cop's jumping out the van like the A-Team, I slang cream
We are selling drugs until the cops show up and we must flee.

The West Coast Don and Kansas City King
We are the leaders of our respective regions and are highly respected.

You ain't know? Tecca Nina, General in The Regime
We are a renowned rapper and leader in our group called The Regime.