Riot Maker
Tech N9ne Lyrics


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This song is dedicated to Brian Be'zl Dennis
And all of the 57th Street Rogue Dog Villains
Real riot makers

This one right here's for the riot makers
The moshers, the stompers, the jail breakers
We gon' start this shit off right
We got KCMO in the house tonight
We gon' start this shit off right (off right)
We got Tecca Nina in the house tonight (come on)

This is the moment for riders and thugs
Strippers in body bags, empassin' violence and drugs
Poverty, a bunch of minorities die in the clubs
They say my music's makin' 'em lose it, I write it in blood
This is my music for all my people missin' my music
Keep listenin' to it, and like I said, get a pistol and use it
Satan shot my homie Maintain with a missile and blew it
For the industry, 'cause he was one of the truest

I don't know why they be pumpin', it's somethin'
Maybe in the music when it be bumpin'
It's crunk and it's hella haterific (haterific)
Throw your set up in the air is all the DJs really wanna play
When it's over, it's lookin' bloody and Satanistic (Satanistic)
Killas from everywhere listen to me when I be bustin' shit
I'm turbulent, some get nervous when I wreck arenas (wreck arenas)
Concert promoters in Honolulu don't wanna see me
'Cause they said that Somoans will riot on Tecca Nina

'Cause I'm a riot maker, that's if you don't know
I'm a riot maker, they mosh at my show
I'm a riot maker, and I come out bustin'
I'm a riot maker, riot maker, I don't give a damn about nothin'
Sly dranker, I'm a skyscraper
Riot maker

Hop in a mosh pit, f'sho
You push, you shove, you get elbowed

Back on, 'cause this for Fat Tone and Mac Dre
All of the soldiers who got gone on that day
All my people sittin' in prison, this is for you
So won't you listen to the shit that I'm spittin'?
Fuck the law and the government they'll hymn your ass up
They'll do everything in their power to get a fast buck
No right or wrongs, just killer bees out for your honeycomb
But you'll find out, when you bind out
You can be free if your money long
Ever been to one of my shows? Yeah, it might be crazy
In Ohio, that shit got a little too hyphy, baby
Stage diving and crowd surfing couldn't hold back
But they dropped her, now she's unconscious with her skull cracked
Now when this happened, it wasn't even during my set
They wanted me to give a sign to post up to the hospital, bet
When Travis told me we got papers, I thought he was playin'
This bitch is suin' Tecca Nina for one hundred grand

'Cause I'm a riot maker, that's if you don't know
I'm a riot maker, they mosh at my show
I'm a riot maker, and I come out bustin'
I'm a riot maker, riot maker, I don't give a damn about nothin'
Sly dranker, skyscraper
Riot maker

Stand back if you're frightened
Yeah, get back, 'cause we fightin

I'm a skyscraper
That's why everybody in my path
Is tryna get a little piece of my paper
Man, I swear, the Nina will never love them, plug them
When I'm rollin with Skatterman and Snug Brim

It's Skatterman, cat, Strange Music's black sheep (why?)
'Cause I'm still countin' money off the back streets (ha)
Every city, every show, I gotta pack heat (pack heat)
This ain't no fucking rap song, check my rap sheet
I'm one of a kind, turn one into nine
Blow your head off your shoulders, dog
It's nothin' but time (nothin' but time)
And I never raise my voice
You a bum, why should I holler on you? (Holler on you?)
With a whisper, I can drop a couple dollars on you
Sss-sss-sick them Rottweilers on you
Killers bustin' out the windows of Impalas on you
A made man in the streets, I made grams
Wrote lyrics about my life, dropped an album, and made fans
Now I'm chillin' on the tour with the redhead wonder (redhead wonder)
Did fifty-seven shows in a three month summer
On the deuce, next bitch ass nigga fuckin' with Tech
Gon' get found in some park with his nuts in his neck

Like you ain't know, we put it down like this
Snug Brim, Kansas City, Missouri, Uzi, groupies, doobies, and fins
You Suzy Qs ain't no excuse for the sin
So watch your tongue, if you wolfin'
I get to shootin' over you and your bitch
You just assume you tried the shoes and they fit
You never knew that I lose you off in the section
With your dude in the ditch
Whether it's reppin' dog, or movin' them bricks
I keep it gutter, little homie
Look my records, see I'm doin it big
As you can tell, I ain't no regular nigga
I'm filled with star qualities
Gon' end up with bitches that's naked
And watch the bra swallow me
It's only so long you can fake it
So don't try to follow me
You still can't get back up on your feet
You're right back where you ought to be
I see you failin', 'cause Strange Music got it locked, boy
Invest your stock, boy, Kansas City hot boys
It's really fuck a hater, smokin' weed, get your papa
You can see me now or later, motherfuckin' riot maker

'Cause I'm a riot maker, that's if you don't know
I'm a riot maker, they mosh at my show
I'm a riot maker, and I come out bustin'
I'm a riot maker, riot maker, I don't give a damn about nothin'
Sly dranker, skyscraper
Riot maker

We will shut this motherfucker down
We will tear up your motherfuckin' town!

Since 1985
Six, six, triple-eight, forty-six, ninety-nine, three




Welcome to Everready
Enjoy

Overall Meaning

In "Riot Maker," Tech N9ne talks about his struggles growing up as a minority and how his music is often criticized for encouraging violence and chaos. He dedicates the song to Brian Be'zl Dennis and all of the 57th Street Rogue Dog Villains, whom he considers real riot makers. The song's chorus declares his identity as a riot maker, a term that refers to someone who is a catalyst for chaos and violence. He describes the violent atmosphere of poverty-stricken areas, where people turn to drugs, violence and illegal activities to survive. Tech N9ne's lyrics reflect his disappointment in the government and law enforcement, claiming they are more concerned with making money than helping the people. The song ends with Tech N9ne declaring his dominance over the rap game and his unwavering commitment to the riot-maker persona.


Line by Line Meaning

This one right here's for the riot makers
The song is dedicated to those who cause riots


The moshers, the stompers, the jail breakers
Including those who mosh, stomp, and break out of jail


We gon' start this shit off right
The song will begin on a high note


We got KCMO in the house tonight
Kansas City, Missouri is here


We got Tecca Nina in the house tonight (come on)
Tech N9ne is present


Strippers in body bags, empassin' violence and drugs
This song acknowledges the negative behaviors common in strip clubs


They say my music's makin' 'em lose it, I write it in blood
The artist recognizes that his music may trigger violent behavior and writes it anyway


This is my music for all my people missin' my music
The artist makes music for his dedicated fanbase


And like I said, get a pistol and use it
The artist uses aggressive language to call for action from his listeners


Satan shot my homie Maintain with a missile and blew it
The artist speaks on the murder of his friend Maintain


Maybe in the music when it be bumpin'
It seems that the music is what incites the riotous behavior of the crowd


Killas from everywhere listen to me when I be bustin' shit
The artist has a violent and dedicated fanbase


I'm turbulent, some get nervous when I wreck arenas
The artist's behavior on stage can make people uneasy


Concert promoters in Honolulu don't wanna see me
The artist is not welcome to perform in certain cities due to potential danger


I'm a riot maker, that's if you don't know
The artist is known for causing riots at his shows


Stand back if you're frightened
The artist warns the crowd to stay away if they are scared


Yeah, get back, 'cause we fightin
The artist incites violence in the crowd


This is for Fat Tone and Mac Dre
The song honors deceased rappers Fat Tone and Mac Dre


All of the soldiers who got gone on that day
Additionally, the song pays respects to all those who have died


Fuck the law and the government
The artist is anti-authority and speaks out against law enforcement


No right or wrongs, just killer bees out for your honeycomb
There is no morality, just people trying to get their share


They dropped her, now she's unconscious with her skull cracked
The artist speaks on a tragic incident that occurred at one of his shows


Now when this happened, it wasn't even during my set
The artist attempts to distance himself from the incident


'Cause I'm a skyscraper
The artist sees himself as towering over others


Man, I swear, the Nina will never love them, plug them
The artist does not care about the opinions of others


Every city, every show, I gotta pack heat
The artist carries firearms for protection


And I never raise my voice
The artist is calm and collects when faced with confrontation


A made man in the streets, I made grams
The artist boasts about his success in the drug trade


Gon' get found in some park with his nuts in his neck
The artist threatens those who cross him with violence and death


So don't try to follow me
The artist warns against trying to emulate his behavior


It's really fuck a hater, smokin' weed, get your papa
The artist speaks out against those who hate on him and encourages smoking weed


Since 1985
Tech N9ne has been making music since 1985


Welcome to Everready
This is a reference to Tech N9ne's album, Everready (The Religion)


Enjoy
The artist encourages listeners to enjoy his music




Lyrics © FUNKTASIA MUSIC
Written by: Aaron Yates, Aaron R. Henderson, Robert Rebeck, Samuel Watson, Stacy Dewayne Landis

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Comments from YouTube:

@SandDunes-

It's true - youngins, way back in the day, N9ne was deemed a riot maker and his fans to be rioters, especially with the Juggalo association. 9 is legend status

@Ammut6

I wonder how many listeners have no clue about Tech and Juggalos.

@rawtoast4502

@Jesse too many lol

@coreymills444

Like I ain't is a good one too, tells some history

@Kaden-kd4xb

Man me n my dad used to jam this in the car, back in 2nd grade yo 🥺 times were so much simpler back then

@katpacian1758

@Jesse j

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@omerrr38

Still one of the hardest tracks EVER!!!!

@Mr.Xacute

Boludo 1 fuck yes

@kappeler5051

ever listen to metal ? xD

@scramblesthedeathdealer

@kappeler50 I was in metal, punk, and hardcore bands from 12 or 13 to my early 20s... but Tech goes hard bruh!

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