His tenth studio album, K.O.D., was released October 27, 2009. He has spent his illustrious career making sure heβs been grinding harder than the average rapper, and is the best selling artist out of his hometown. With nine solo albums and two powerhouse collaboration projects under his belt, the Kansas City MCβs flow is sharper and slicker than itβs ever been.
βThis is another roller coaster ride,β explains TECH N9NE about the release. βWhen it came time for Sickology 101, I knew I wanted to do a collabo album based on the study of being sick. Itβs a beginnerβs course for people who donβt know how to be sick lyrically or how to choose sick beats. It all starts with beats because they tell me exactly what to do.β Epic beats from YoungFyre, Wyshmaster, Seven and Matic Lee set the stage for TECH N9NE to weave his introspective and sometimes roguish lyrics around.
Sickology 101 brims with stellar appearances from lyrical heavyweights. On the opening title track, TECH N9NE slays alongside Chino XL and Crooked I, pulling listeners into the Hip-Hop classroom for a lesson in murdering a beat. Itβs a twisted vision forged on undeniable grooves and quixotic wordplay.
The single, βNothin,ββ is an inspiring, honest anthem that features Messy Marv and Big Scoob. Meanwhile, on βMidwest Choppers 2,β TECH N9NE and Krayzie Bone cruise to the depths of darkness. βKrayzie Bone came through and murdered it,β says TECH N9NE. βI modeled the song after movies. When you do a sequel, there has to be a bigger body count and more people have to die. βMidwest Choppers 2β is Autobahn-style. It makes you want to speed.β
TECH N9NEβs inimitable flow and rhyming take center stage on solo tracks, including the haunting, hypnotic βRed Nose.β He doesnβt pull any punches on the vitriolic, YoungFyre-produced βBlown Away,β either. Itβs an open letter to several prominent urban artists who refused to play before him at radio festivals despite his massive concert draw.
With hits like βIβm A Playa,β βCaribou Louβ (which boasts 7.2 million MySpace plays), βRiotmaker,β βLike Yeahβ and βEverybody Move,β itβs no wonder TECH N9NE counts a total of over 4.5 million YouTube video plays and an average of 40,000 MySpace visitors each day. His success knows no limits. The July 2008 release, Killer, debuted at Number 1 on the Billboard Top Independent Albums chart and Number 12 on the Billboard Top 200 Albums chart. He did it all on his own. There was no major label β just TECH N9NEβs own record company, Strange Music. TECH N9NEβs tracks have appeared in films like Gang Related and Alpha Dog as well as various TV shows, and he recently made his motion picture debut in The Life of Lucky Cucumber alongside members of MTVβs βJackassβ crew.
It hasnβt been an easy road, but TECH N9NE soldiers on and heβll never stop. βThey call me devil worshipper because Iβm different. I give you music for my core. Theyβre the people that put me over the million mark. I raise my middle finger to everybody who judges me because my core audience is there for me. They will always love me, but Iβm trying to reach others, too. Itβs not over. My music is supposed to be for everybody, but some people just donβt get it. This album is the result; swallow it. Itβs middle finger music, all-day and all-night.β
TECH N9NE never stops bringing that music directly to his fans, constantly reinforcing his status as one of the hardest-touring rap acts in the business. In 2008, TECH N9NE performed over 200 shows and he doesnβt show any signs of slowing down in 2009. In April, TECH will head out in support of Sickology 101 and spend two months on the road, performing live for his rabid fans.
Sickology 101 is prepping the world for TECH N9NEβs next masterpiece, K.O.D. βI want people to know that Iβm getting better and better and Iβm a machine. I do these collabo albums to give the fans more. This is a bridge record to K.O.D. Itβs the farewell to the TECH N9NE youβve known lately. Itβs getting darker. A lot of people might not be able to go to the place Iβm going, but this place is my specialty.β
βI donβt need people to kiss my hand,β assures TECH N9NE. βIβm not trippinβ on status, and Iβm not a narcissist when it comes to rap. Itβs my heart and soul pouring onto the paper. I write my life and I canβt hold back. This is what I know.β
Origin: Kansas City, Missouri
Year Formed: 1991
Official Site: http://www.therealtechn9ne.com/
Slave
Tech N9ne Lyrics
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A rebel know, to let the devil go
So now to get paid, about to be working like a slave
Iβm kinda good, kinda bad, kinda get money canβt be mad
Iβm kinda broke but Iβm kinda rich
Wishinβ I had a corner I could put a bitch in
Ainβt gonna do nothinβ, ainβt like Iβm sufferinβ
Whatβs wrong? I try
Donβt matter. Still die
Iβm strong. But Iβm not
When Iβm alone. I cry
Out for you, is hard to do.
I canβt see you, so doubt for you
And out my mouth I sprout the noose, too much Vodka, and Mountain Dew
Blasphemin' ainβt what I be meaninβ.
If you listen fast youβd think I was a heathen, but
The last Sunday receivinβ the preachin' from the pastor,
And I ainβt even believinβ the bastard
But no Hatties', Godβs baby, God made me, a lil crazy
When Iβm off, Iβm gone, my life, is my songs
Its what I mean? When I sing, "still on a wing and a prayer."
But if I listen to what was written in the scripture maybe itβll get me there
Share with the people I swear it isnβt evil, scared that It might be in vain
But if I say Iβm the genius, and like Jesus, everybody gonna know my name
Kali
[Chorus]
Iβve been working like a slave, oh Lordy
And I get tired aβlong this lonesome journey
I done stumbled on the road, Iβve been wrong I know
I know that thereβs no peace, in my shelter
Oh, Lord, Lord, Lord
I need reparations due to devastations from the state of present situations
And itβs not easy to walk a narrow path and mock Jesus
Itβs hard when youβre family wonderinβ
When youβre gonna make enough to stop leavinβ
Stop breathin for a minute cause itβs all,
Artificial when them laws, tryna get you
When them haters right behind em,
Wanna shove a double barrel sawed off, in your dental
What can I do to stop a big catastrophe
When niggas after me and bitches after me
Wanna have my baby, missin naggaβs lately,
Trails and tribulations tackle me
My momma think I made it, she feelinβ elated
Proud of her only son born
My kids think Iβm the greatest,
I can not display a smile, feelin like a funion
Salty and all
(Youβll be ?)
Locked in a stall
(? Tryinβ.)
Lost in the cause
(truly ? no denyinβ.)
Ainβt nobody gonna do it for me, for the M.O.,don't let it drive me insane
Solicitation of a prostitute cause you're a hoβ when youβre playin' this game
But itβs ok Iβ am gon' ride till I triumph.
'Cause everybody once upon a time was a slave
This is Calhoun
Iβve been working like a slave, oh Lordy
And I get tired aβlong this lonesome journey
I done stumbled on the road, Iβve been wrong I know
I know that thereβs no peace, in my shelter
I work. I Play. And I drink booze every day
Tryin' ta muffle the blues I'ma say, used in the way, fools run astray
Alla, God, Jesus, Jah somebody please help me
Momma got a problem with diabetes it donβt seem healthy
Everything depends on N9na
Fame hitten Dantezβs senior
Gotta nigga thinkin' some of the fans
Iβm makin' it will they wanna do me like Selena
Devil laughing like a hyena
Losin' all the good in my demeanor
I donβt wanna go psycho but yo the flow ya know
I got to go and Charlie sheen yaβ
Tryina stay good with the old lady
My mind made her go crazy
No time for my poor babies
So donβt let a mother fucker play me
When I say F-U pay me
Even though Iβm getting money, you can still see
Iβm still hungry like Iβm in Haiti
What am I to do?
What am I to you?
Butt a lot I'm cool
But Iβm not amused?
Canβt you see? Iβm stressed, not free
From yβall, Iβm sick. My bodyβs hot
If 'n this pressure, donβt let up, this will probably stop for Tech N9na
Iβve been working like a slave, oh Lordy
And I get tired aβlong this lonesome journey
I done stumbled on the road, Iβve been wrong I know
I know that thereβs no peace, in my shelter
In βSlave,β Tech N9ne gives us a glimpse into the struggles he faces as a famous rapper, including the way fame affects his relationships and how he deals with his own pain. The lyrics are raw and introspective, revealing the duality of his life and his internal struggle to balance the good and the bad.
The opening lines βFight the pain, inside the rain / A rebel know, to let the devil go / So now to get paid, about to be working like a slaveβ set up the tone for the song. Tech N9ne acknowledges that he faces pain and struggles and has to work hard to make money, like a slave. He later talks about the ups and downs of his life, ranging from feeling rich and buying houses for his exes to feeling broken and wishing he had a place to put a βbitch in.β
One of the most powerful lines in the song is βWhen Iβm alone. I cry / Out for you, is hard to do. / I canβt see you, so doubt for you / And out my mouth I sprout the noose, too much Vodka, and Mountain Dew.β Tech N9ne is admitting that he struggles with his own demons and has turned to alcohol to cope. He also acknowledges that itβs hard for him to ask for help and open up to others.
Another line that stands out is βBut no Hatties', Godβs baby, God made me, a lil crazy.β Hattiesβ was a school for the mentally ill in Kansas City, where Tech N9ne grew up. The line shows that despite the difficulties he faced growing up, he still has faith and acknowledges that heβs a unique individual.
Tech N9ne has said that βSlaveβ is one of his favorite songs, but itβs also one of his most difficult to perform live. He has explained that the lyrics are so personal and introspective that itβs hard to bring that emotion onto a stage.
Line by Line Meaning
Fight the pain, inside the rain
Endure emotional pain and turmoil
A rebel know, to let the devil go
Resist evil influences
So now to get paid, about to be working like a slave
Work hard to make money
Iβm kinda good, kinda bad, kinda get money canβt be mad
Experience conflicting emotions but still make money
Iβm kinda broke but Iβm kinda rich
Experience financial instability
Wishinβ I had a corner I could put a bitch in
Feel frustrated and powerless
Ainβt gonna do nothinβ, ainβt like Iβm sufferinβ
Won't take drastic actions because current situation is bearable
Food for my baby mouth and I bought a house for my baby mother and
Provide for family
Whatβs wrong? I try
Struggle with personal problems
Donβt matter. Still die
Feel helpless
Iβm strong. But Iβm not
Appear strong but have vulnerabilities
When Iβm alone. I cry
Experience emotional pain in private
Out for you, is hard to do.
Have trouble conveying feelings
I canβt see you, so doubt for you
Experience doubt in relationships
And out my mouth I sprout the noose, too much Vodka, and Mountain Dew
Make poor decisions when drinking alcohol
Blasphemin' ainβt what I be meaninβ.
Not intending to be sacrilegious
If you listen fast youβd think I was a heathen, but
Misunderstandings can arise with quick judgements
The last Sunday receivinβ the preachin' from the pastor,
Recently attended church
And I ainβt even believinβ the bastard
Lack faith in religious leaders
But no Hatties', Godβs baby, God made me, a lil crazy
Have faith in higher power but still struggle with personal demons
When Iβm off, Iβm gone, my life, is my songs
Music is a form of escape
Its what I mean? When I sing, "still on a wing and a prayer."
Surviving on hope and faith
But if I listen to what was written in the scripture maybe itβll get me there
Searching for guidance
Share with the people I swear it isnβt evil, scared that It might be in vain
Want to inspire others but fear it won't have an impact
But if I say Iβm the genius, and like Jesus, everybody gonna know my name
Aspire for recognition and influence
Iβve been working like a slave, oh Lordy
Work hard to make a living
And I get tired aβlong this lonesome journey
Feel fatigued on personal life journey
I done stumbled on the road, Iβve been wrong I know
Made mistakes in life
I know that thereβs no peace, in my shelter
Lack inner peace
Oh, Lord, Lord, Lord
Expression of frustration and despair
I need reparations due to devastations from the state of present situations
Want compensation for personal struggles
And itβs not easy to walk a narrow path and mock Jesus
Struggle with adhering to religious values
Itβs hard when youβre family wonderinβ
Face pressure from loved ones
When youβre gonna make enough to stop leavinβ
Feel financial pressure to succeed
Stop breathin for a minute cause itβs all, Artificial when them laws, tryna get you
Feel suffocated by societal expectations
When them haters right behind em, wanna shove a double barrel sawed off, in your dental
Feel under threat by enemies
What can I do to stop a big catastrophe
Unable to prevent disaster
When niggas after me and bitches after me
Constantly in danger
Wanna have my baby, missin naggaβs lately, Trails and tribulations tackle me
Struggle with relationship issues and personal problems
My momma think I made it, she feelinβ elated, Proud of her only son born
Bring happiness to family
My kids think Iβm the greatest, I can not display a smile, feelin like a funion Salty and all
Children's admiration does not alleviate personal struggles
(Youβll be ?)
Unclear or unspecified
Locked in a stall
Feeling trapped
(? Tryinβ.)
Unclear or unspecified
Lost in the cause
Feel misguided or confused
(truly ? no denyinβ)
Unclear or unspecified
Ainβt nobody gonna do it for me, for the M.O.,don't let it drive me insane
Take responsibility to prevent insanity
Solicitation of a prostitute cause you're a hoβ when youβre playin' this game
Desperate means to make money
But itβs ok Iβ am gon' ride till I triumph.
Determined to succeed
'Cause everybody once upon a time was a slave
Acknowledging shared history of oppression
I work. I Play. And I drink booze every day
Mix of work, leisure, and coping mechanisms
Tryin' ta muffle the blues I'ma say, used in the way, fools run astray
Music as a way to reduce sadness, but may lead to poor decisions
Alla, God, Jesus, Jah somebody please help me
Desperate appeal for divine assistance
Momma got a problem with diabetes it donβt seem healthy
Concerned for mother's health
Everything depends on N9na
Personal success affects others
Fame hitten Dantezβs senior
Personal success compared to father's
Gotta nigga thinkin' some of the fans Iβm makin' it will they wanna do me like Selena
Fear being harmed by fans
Devil laughing like a hyena
Oppressed by evil forces
Losin' all the good in my demeanor
Struggle to maintain positive attitude
I donβt wanna go psycho but yo the flow ya know, I got to go and Charlie sheen yaβ
Music as a way to alleviate stress but may lead to risky behavior
Tryina stay good with the old lady
Strive to maintain good relationship with partner
My mind made her go crazy
Personal problems affect relationship
No time for my poor babies
Personal problems affect parenting
So donβt let a mother fucker play me
Not willing to be taken advantage of
When I say F-U pay me
Demand payment for work
Even though Iβm getting money, you can still see Iβm still hungry like Iβm in Haiti
Financial instability despite some success
What am I to do?
Feel uncertain about next steps
What am I to you?
Question what others expect of them
Butt a lot I'm cool
Appear calm on the outside
But Iβm not amused?
Discontent with current situation
Canβt you see? Iβm stressed, not free
Feel burdened by stress
From yβall, Iβm sick. My bodyβs hot
Feel drained from interpersonal interactions
If 'n this pressure, donβt let up, this will probably stop for Tech N9na
Fear that stress will become too much to bear
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@karlocali686
[Intro: Tech N9ne]
Fight the pain, inside the rain
A rebel know, to let the devil go
So now to get paid, about to be working like a slave
[Verse 1: Krizz Kaliko]
I'm kinda good, kinda bad, kinda get money can't be mad
I'm kinda broke but I'm kinda rich
Wishing I had a corner I could put a bitch in
They ain't gonna do nothing
Ain't like I'm suffering
Food for my baby's mouth
Then I bought a house for my baby mother and
What's wrong? I try, don't matter, still die
I'm strong, but I'm not
When I'm alone, I cry
Out for you, it's hard to do
I can't see you so doubt for you
When out my mouth I sprout the noose
Too much vodka and mountain dew
Explainin' what I be meanin'
If you listen fast you think I was a Heathen
But the last Sunday receivin' the preacher from the pastor
Ain't even believin' the bastard
But no Hades, god's baby
God made me, a little crazy
And I'm off, I'm gone
My life is my songs
What I mean when I sing, still on a wing and a prayer
But if I listen to what is written in the scriptures maybe it will get me there
Share with the people I swear it is an evil scam that might be in vain
But if I say I I'm the genius then like jesus everybody gonna know my name
(KALI)
[Chorus]
I've been working like a slave oh, lord
And I get tired along this lonesome journey
I done struggled on this road, I've been wrong
I know, I know that there's no peace in my shelter
There's going to be no peace in my shelter
[Verse 2: Kutt Callhoun]
[OHH LORD LORD LORD]
I need reparations due to devastation from the state of present situations
And it's not easy to walk a narrow path in my jeans
It's hard when your family wondering when your going to make another
Stop leaving, stop breathing for a minute cuz it's all artificial when the laws trying to get you
When them haters right behind em and you wanna shove a double barrel sawed off in your dental
What can I do to stop a big catastrophe
When niggas after me and bitches after me
Wanna have my baby, listen niggas lady
Trials and tribulations tackle me
My mama think I made it, she feeling elated
Proud of her only son born
My kids think I'm the greatest
I cannot display this
Smile feelin like a funyon
(Salty and all) you'll be (locked in a stall) trying (lost in the cause) truly, no denying
Ain't nobody gonna do it for me
For the moment let it drive me insane
Solicitation of a prostitute
Cuz you a ho when you're playing this game
But it's okay, I am gonna to ride till I triumph
Cause everybody once upon a time was a slave
This is Callhoun
[Chorus]
I've been working like a slave oh, lord
And I get tired along this lonesome journey
I done struggled on this road, I've been wrong, I know
I know there's no peace in my shelter
[Verse 3: Tech N9ne]
I work, I play, and I drink booze every day
tryin to muffle the blues
Imma say used in a way
Fools run astray
Allah, God, Jesus, Jah somebody please help me
Mama got a problem with diabetes it don't seem healthy
Everything depends on ninna fame hittin dantez sr
Got a nigga thinkin some of the fans I'm makin would they wanna do me like Selina
Devil laughin like a hijena
Losin all the good in my demeanor
I don't wanna go psycho
But choke the flow you know I got ta go and charlie sheen yaa
Tryina stay good with the old lady
My mind made it go crazy no time for my poor babies
So don't let a motherfucker play me
When I say FU pay me
Even though I'm gettin' money you could still see I'm hungry like I'm in Haiti
What am I to do? What am I to you?
Bought alot of coo, but im not immune
Can't you see? I'm stressed not free
From yall. I'm sick. My body's hot
If in this (pressure) don't let up this will probably stop for
Technina..
[Chorus]
I've been working like a slave for long
And I get tired along this lonesome journey
I done struggled on this road, I've been wrong
(I been wrong)
I know, I know that there's no peace in my shelter
There's no peace.
@injunuity775
Intro: Tech N9ne]
Fight the pain, inside the rain
A rebel know, to let the devil go
So now to get paid, about to be working like a slave
[Verse 1: Krizz Kaliko]
I'm kinda good, kinda bad, kinda get money can't be mad
I'm kinda broke but I'm kinda rich
Wishing I had a corner I could put a bitch in
They ain't gonna do nothing
Ain't like I'm suffering
Food for my baby's mouth
Then I bought a house for my baby mother and
What's wrong? I try, don't matter, still die
I'm strong, but I'm not
When I'm alone, I cry
Out for you, it's hard to do
I can't see you so doubt for you
When out my mouth I sprout the noose
Too much vodka and mountain dew
Explainin' what I be meanin'
If you listen fast you think I was a Heathen
But the last Sunday receivin' the preacher from the pastor
Ain't even believin' the bastard
But no Hades, god's baby
God made me, a little crazy
And I'm off, I'm gone
My life is my songs
What I mean when I sing, still on a wing and a prayer
But if I listen to what is written in the scriptures maybe it will get me there
Share with the people I swear it is an evil scam that might be in vain
But if I say I I'm the genius then like jesus everybody gonna know my name
(KALI)
[Chorus]
I've been working like a slave oh, lord
And I get tired along this lonesome journey
I done struggled on this road, I've been wrong
I know, I know that there's no peace in my shelter
There's going to be no peace in my shelter
[Verse 2: Kutt Callhoun]
[OHH LORD LORD LORD]
I need reparations due to devastation from the state of present situations
And it's not easy to walk a narrow path in my jeans
It's hard when your family wondering when your going to make another
Stop leaving, stop breathing for a minute cuz it's all artificial when the laws trying to get you
When them haters right behind em and you wanna shove a double barrel sawed off in your dental
What can I do to stop a big catastrophe
When niggas after me and bitches after me
Wanna have my baby, listen niggas lady
Trials and tribulations tackle me
My mama think I made it, she feeling elated
Proud of her only son born
My kids think I'm the greatest
I cannot display this
Smile feelin like a funyon
(Salty and all) you'll be (locked in a stall) trying (lost in the cause) truly, no denying
Ain't nobody gonna do it for me
For the moment let it drive me insane
Solicitation of a prostitute
Cuz you a ho when you're playing this game
But it's okay, I am gonna to ride till I triumph
Cause everybody once upon a time was a slave
This is Callhoun
[Chorus]
I've been working like a slave oh, lord
And I get tired along this lonesome journey
I done struggled on this road, I've been wrong, I know
I know there's no peace in my shelter
[Verse 3: Tech N9ne]
I work, I play, and I drink booze every day
tryin to muffle the blues
Imma say used in a way
Fools run astray
Allah, God, Jesus, Jah somebody please help me
Mama got a problem with diabetes it don't seem healthy
Everything depends on ninna fame hittin dantez sr
Got a nigga thinkin some of the fans I'm makin would they wanna do me like Selina
Devil laughin like a hijena
Losin all the good in my demeanor
I don't wanna go psycho
But choke the flow you know I got ta go and charlie sheen yaa
Tryina stay good with the old lady
My mind made it go crazy no time for my poor babies
So don't let a motherfucker play me
When I say FU pay me
Even though I'm gettin' money you could still see I'm hungry like I'm in Haiti
What am I to do? What am I to you?
Bought alot of coo, but im not immune
Can't you see? I'm stressed not free
From yall. I'm sick. My body's hot
If in this (pressure) don't let up this will probably stop for
Technina..
[Chorus]
I've been working like a slave for long
And I get tired along this lonesome journey
I done struggled on this road, I've been wrong
(I been wrong)
I know, I know that there's no peace in my shelter
There's no peace.
@imhazy212
man this is fucking art, its really a shame how many is missin out on this
@2ntnun
This song.. Is so dope. So under rated. Tech's verse is deep for his old lady.
@Xenoslap7
Word!
Excellent Production! Definately one of Strange Musics Best!
@otonielaburtobermejo4774
Man I'm mad how long it took for me to find this masterpiece π₯
@karlocali686
[Intro: Tech N9ne]
Fight the pain, inside the rain
A rebel know, to let the devil go
So now to get paid, about to be working like a slave
[Verse 1: Krizz Kaliko]
I'm kinda good, kinda bad, kinda get money can't be mad
I'm kinda broke but I'm kinda rich
Wishing I had a corner I could put a bitch in
They ain't gonna do nothing
Ain't like I'm suffering
Food for my baby's mouth
Then I bought a house for my baby mother and
What's wrong? I try, don't matter, still die
I'm strong, but I'm not
When I'm alone, I cry
Out for you, it's hard to do
I can't see you so doubt for you
When out my mouth I sprout the noose
Too much vodka and mountain dew
Explainin' what I be meanin'
If you listen fast you think I was a Heathen
But the last Sunday receivin' the preacher from the pastor
Ain't even believin' the bastard
But no Hades, god's baby
God made me, a little crazy
And I'm off, I'm gone
My life is my songs
What I mean when I sing, still on a wing and a prayer
But if I listen to what is written in the scriptures maybe it will get me there
Share with the people I swear it is an evil scam that might be in vain
But if I say I I'm the genius then like jesus everybody gonna know my name
(KALI)
[Chorus]
I've been working like a slave oh, lord
And I get tired along this lonesome journey
I done struggled on this road, I've been wrong
I know, I know that there's no peace in my shelter
There's going to be no peace in my shelter
[Verse 2: Kutt Callhoun]
[OHH LORD LORD LORD]
I need reparations due to devastation from the state of present situations
And it's not easy to walk a narrow path in my jeans
It's hard when your family wondering when your going to make another
Stop leaving, stop breathing for a minute cuz it's all artificial when the laws trying to get you
When them haters right behind em and you wanna shove a double barrel sawed off in your dental
What can I do to stop a big catastrophe
When niggas after me and bitches after me
Wanna have my baby, listen niggas lady
Trials and tribulations tackle me
My mama think I made it, she feeling elated
Proud of her only son born
My kids think I'm the greatest
I cannot display this
Smile feelin like a funyon
(Salty and all) you'll be (locked in a stall) trying (lost in the cause) truly, no denying
Ain't nobody gonna do it for me
For the moment let it drive me insane
Solicitation of a prostitute
Cuz you a ho when you're playing this game
But it's okay, I am gonna to ride till I triumph
Cause everybody once upon a time was a slave
This is Callhoun
[Chorus]
I've been working like a slave oh, lord
And I get tired along this lonesome journey
I done struggled on this road, I've been wrong, I know
I know there's no peace in my shelter
[Verse 3: Tech N9ne]
I work, I play, and I drink booze every day
tryin to muffle the blues
Imma say used in a way
Fools run astray
Allah, God, Jesus, Jah somebody please help me
Mama got a problem with diabetes it don't seem healthy
Everything depends on ninna fame hittin dantez sr
Got a nigga thinkin some of the fans I'm makin would they wanna do me like Selina
Devil laughin like a hijena
Losin all the good in my demeanor
I don't wanna go psycho
But choke the flow you know I got ta go and charlie sheen yaa
Tryina stay good with the old lady
My mind made it go crazy no time for my poor babies
So don't let a motherfucker play me
When I say FU pay me
Even though I'm gettin' money you could still see I'm hungry like I'm in Haiti
What am I to do? What am I to you?
Bought alot of coo, but im not immune
Can't you see? I'm stressed not free
From yall. I'm sick. My body's hot
If in this (pressure) don't let up this will probably stop for
Technina..
[Chorus]
I've been working like a slave for long
And I get tired along this lonesome journey
I done struggled on this road, I've been wrong
(I been wrong)
I know, I know that there's no peace in my shelter
There's no peace.
@RandomLBS
i can never listen to this less than 3 or 4 times back to back
@brutock
Righttttt
@autisticpete8903
The song I listen to every day before I go to work.
@dwightwright6334
Autistic Pete lol me to
@scottfellows9267
4 shere at the end of work day cheifin a fatty Blunt!!