His tenth studio album, K.O.D., was released October 27, 2009. He has spent his illustrious career making sure he’s 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 MC’s flow is sharper and slicker than it’s ever been.
“This is another roller coaster ride,” explains TECH N9NE about the release. “When it came time for Sickology 101, I knew I wanted to do a collabo album based on the study of being sick. It’s a beginner’s course for people who don’t 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.” 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. It’s a twisted vision forged on undeniable grooves and quixotic wordplay.
The single, “Nothin,’” is an inspiring, honest anthem that features Messy Marv and Big Scoob. Meanwhile, on “Midwest Choppers 2,” TECH N9NE and Krayzie Bone cruise to the depths of darkness. “Krayzie Bone came through and murdered it,” says TECH N9NE. “I modeled the song after movies. When you do a sequel, there has to be a bigger body count and more people have to die. ‘Midwest Choppers 2’ is Autobahn-style. It makes you want to speed.”
TECH N9NE’s inimitable flow and rhyming take center stage on solo tracks, including the haunting, hypnotic “Red Nose.” He doesn’t pull any punches on the vitriolic, YoungFyre-produced “Blown Away,” either. It’s 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 “I’m A Playa,” “Caribou Lou” (which boasts 7.2 million MySpace plays), “Riotmaker,” “Like Yeah” and “Everybody Move,” it’s 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 — just TECH N9NE’s own record company, Strange Music. TECH N9NE’s 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 MTV’s “Jackass” crew.
It hasn’t been an easy road, but TECH N9NE soldiers on and he’ll never stop. “They call me devil worshipper because I’m different. I give you music for my core. They’re 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 I’m trying to reach others, too. It’s not over. My music is supposed to be for everybody, but some people just don’t get it. This album is the result; swallow it. It’s middle finger music, all-day and all-night.”
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 doesn’t 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 N9NE’s next masterpiece, K.O.D. “I want people to know that I’m getting better and better and I’m a machine. I do these collabo albums to give the fans more. This is a bridge record to K.O.D. It’s the farewell to the TECH N9NE you’ve known lately. It’s getting darker. A lot of people might not be able to go to the place I’m going, but this place is my specialty.”
“I don’t need people to kiss my hand,” assures TECH N9NE. “I’m not trippin’ on status, and I’m not a narcissist when it comes to rap. It’s my heart and soul pouring onto the paper. I write my life and I can’t hold back. This is what I know.”
Origin: Kansas City, Missouri
Year Formed: 1991
Official Site: http://www.therealtechn9ne.com/
Speedom/Worldwide Choppers 2
Tech N9ne Lyrics
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Most intricate tongues of all time
California, New York, Denmark, Australia
Then a cold wind from the Midwest brought the hardest
Fastest, most accurate tongues ever heard in our lifetime
These are the Midwest Choppers
I got a message for any one of you muthafuckin niggaz
We dangerous, Aim to bust any little nigga with a big-big chest
Anybody that wanna be comin thinkin they hotter
I'm a type of nigga that'll really kill ya for dollas
Fuck everybody that want a piece of a killa
For real, Me and my niggaz will leave you floatin in a river
So fuck all you haters, You heard what I said
My flow a little bit over your head
Act like a pencil, I'll fill you with led
If you afraid, Then tell me you scared
Cause imma little bit out of my muthafuckin mind
The hardest rapper that Tecca N9na could fuckin find
Who that? Who that? That's me
Who that? Who that? K-Dean
When I was comin up in the game everybody was tellin me
'I really be killin a lot of you niggaz, I'm mean'
Fuckin with my niggaz D-Loc and Dalima
They told me, 'I be really gotta be a muderer killin machine'
I didn't care about nothing but rappin my way to the top
Fuckin with my nigga Tech, He told me I'm hot
Anybody got a problem with any one of my niggaz
I'll pulled out the nine milli up to a pop
Bring the heat, Bring the noise, Bring the flames
Anything that you bring, Imma tame
Puttin dirt on the top of my name
Pull back and I click-click, bang
Ask Tech, He'll tell you I'm strange
If you ever wanna talk about me
Imma run up, Gun up and leave you with no brain
Then you'll know my flow is insane
[Chorus]
I be on the West Coast, I be on the East Coast
I be North, South, but I reside on my side, Midwest Chopper
Even though I'm all up in the Northwest
All across the U.S.
Overseas, Midwest Choppers
Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh (You can't touch us)
Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh (Yeah, Midwest Choppers)
Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh (You can't touch us)
Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh (Nigga, Midwest Choppers)
Come, come get some of this
Midwest murda music, murda music, murda music
Come, come get some of this
Midwest murda music, murda music, murda music
Let me hit 'em
When I get 'em, Imma split 'em, Imma kill 'em
I'm the nigga with the lyrical venom finna get up in them
When they give me the instrumental
I finish 'em, diminish 'em
I guarantee the murda music is a minimum
But lately I been givin 'em hell
They don't really wanna see me, I'm so damn swell
Call me a monster, Verse Designer, First To bomb ya
Leathaface pullin up in that hearse beside ya
Murda, mo murda, mo murda, mo murdered 'em all, kill 'em all
Krayzie kill 'em all, they fall
It's a lyrical execution
We snap faster, We the rap masters
Squeeze the gat, Blast it, If that's how it gots to be
So they better get it ready
Cause I'm heated like an AK-47 spittin bullet deliverence out of me
Well that's somethin, That's crazy, Jackson
He's amazin action, Stay in action
Rap singin at ya, I'm blazin at ya
I'm kinda like an automatic aimin at ya
And I don't want a little bit of flame to ashes
You know you really truly insane to madness
You're never gonna find other niggaz more scandalous
Than this Midwest blastin famly
[Chorus]
Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh (You can't touch us)
Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh (Yeah, Midwest Choppers)
Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh (You can't touch us)
Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh (Nigga, Midwest Choppers)
I am the definition of murda
The N9ne is now coming to serve ya
You're running but you can't go no furtha
Cause I'm running through you with no sign of inertia
Gimme the mic and I bet that you duck
It's what you betta do when I'm bussin
I be flippin, I'm incredible, Never get on my level
I'm a killa with the pedal to the medal
You're edible and ya death is so inevitable
I can take it to ya momma, Ya daddy, The back of a caddy
You cut up in the sack with a baggy and I wanna
Take it out and make it patty
You gotta be patty
'Cause that'll be bad if you decide to mad, Is you gonna?
You can listen to me and see I'm the nigga with the ammunition
I'm givin the livin a vision of death
Makin 'em sick and depressed
'Cause I be givin everything
I'm a rebel and I'm still with the quick and the best
Makin 'em walk in the business
I get up in it to rip and diminish ya
Trip and I finish ya
Dig it, You really get me livid, I'm bout give it a pivot
Imma stick it so we can differ to sinister
I be the chopper that got ya little boppers goin off us
Better not let me up on the premises
'Cause I'm a doctor that's out for the shotaz when I brought ya
Be cautious never talk of this nemesis
We on top of the hill when it come to the skill
Other rappers are damn jokers
They be givin the people comedy
But the Tecca N9na misery shit is Bram Stoker
[Chorus]
Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh (You can't touch us)
Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh (Yeah, Midwest Choppers)
Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh (You can't touch us)
Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh (Nigga, Midwest Choppers)
The song “Midwest Choppers 2” by Tech N9ne Collabos is a dedication to the rap artists from the Midwest region of the United States. The lyrics describe the efforts taken by Tech N9ne and his team to search for rap artists with the most elite and intricate tongues from all over the world. They searched in California, New York, Denmark, Australia, and everywhere else, but nothing could compare to the cold wind from the Midwest, which brought the hardest, fastest, and most accurate tongues ever heard. The song depicts the Midwest choppers as being dangerous and killing machines who aim to bust any little nigga with a big-big chest. The lyrics further suggest that the Midwest choppers are out of their minds and filled with an insane flow that nobody else can match.
In the chorus, the message is about how the Midwest choppers are present all across the US, including the West Coast, East Coast, North and South, but they reside in the Midwest. The song also contains verses from other Midwest rappers like K-Dean, Krayzie Bone, and Big Scoob, describing the lyrical prowess and killing abilities of the Midwest choppers.
Overall, the song portrays the Midwest choppers as the most lethal group of rappers, with unmatched lyrical skills and the ability to kill anybody who dares to cross them.
Line by Line Meaning
We scoured the globe on a quest to find the most elite
We searched worldwide to discover the most exceptional
Most intricate tongues of all time
The most skilled and complex lyricists ever known
California, New York, Denmark, Australia
From various regions such as California, New York, Denmark, and Australia
Then a cold wind from the Midwest brought the hardest
But the Midwest delivered the toughest
Fastest, most accurate tongues ever heard in our lifetime
The quickest, most precise rhymes we've ever encountered
These are the Midwest Choppers
These rappers represent the Midwest's rapid-fire style
I got a message for any one of you muthafuckin niggaz
I have a warning for any disrespectful individuals
That wanna talk 'bout the Mid-Midwest
Who dare speak negatively about the Midwest
We dangerous, Aim to bust any little nigga with a big-big chest
We are a threat, ready to take down those who act tough
Anybody that wanna be comin thinkin they hotter
Those who believe they are better beware
I'm a type of nigga that'll really kill ya for dollas
I am not afraid to murder for the right price
Fuck everybody that want a piece of a killa
I have no respect for those who desire confrontation
For real, Me and my niggaz will leave you floatin in a river
I will ensure you end up lifeless in a body of water
So fuck all you haters, You heard what I said
I disregard all the negative individuals, and they know it
My flow a little bit over your head
My rapping skills surpass your understanding
Act like a pencil, I'll fill you with led
If you provoke me, I will fill you with bullets like a loaded pencil
If you afraid, Then tell me you scared
If you're frightened, confess your fear to me
Cause imma little bit out of my muthafuckin mind
Because I'm slightly insane and unpredictable
The hardest rapper that Tecca N9na could fuckin find
I am the most skilled rapper that Tech N9ne could discover
Who that? Who that? That's me
Who is that? That would be me
Who that? Who that? K-Dean
Who is that? That's K-Dean
When I was comin up in the game everybody was tellin me
When I was starting out, everyone was advising me
'I really be killin a lot of you niggaz, I'm mean'
'I am truly outshining and defeating many other rappers'
Fuckin with my niggaz D-Loc and Dalima
Messing with my friends D-Loc and Dalima
They told me, 'I be really gotta be a muderer killin machine'
They warned me, 'I must become a ruthless killing machine'
I didn't care about nothing but rappin my way to the top
All I focused on was rapping and achieving success
Fuckin with my nigga Tech, He told me I'm hot
Collaborating with Tech N9ne, he confirmed my talent
Anybody got a problem with any one of my niggaz
Anyone who has an issue with my friends
I'll pulled out the nine milli up to a pop
I will use my gun to shoot and eliminate them
Bring the heat, Bring the noise, Bring the flames
Prepare for intense confrontation and chaos
Anything that you bring, Imma tame
I will conquer any challenge you present
Puttin dirt on the top of my name
Attempting to tarnish my reputation
Pull back and I click-click, bang
I will pull the trigger and shoot
Ask Tech, He'll tell you I'm strange
Ask Tech N9ne, he will confirm my peculiar nature
If you ever wanna talk about me
If you dare to speak ill of me
Imma run up, Gun up and leave you with no brain
I will approach you, armed and ready, and leave you lifeless
Then you'll know my flow is insane
That's when you'll understand my rap style is crazily impressive
I be on the West Coast, I be on the East Coast
I am present on both the West and East Coasts
I be North, South, but I reside on my side, Midwest Chopper
I am found in all directions, but I consider the Midwest my home
Even though I'm all up in the Northwest
Although I am also present in the Northwest
All across the U.S.
Covering the entire United States
Overseas, Midwest Choppers
Even internationally, we represent the Midwest Choppers
Come, come get some of this
Come and experience what I have to offer
Midwest murda music, murda music, murda music
This is aggressive, violent music from the Midwest
Let me hit 'em
Allow me to attack them
When I get 'em, Imma split 'em, Imma kill 'em
When I confront them, I will defeat and murder them
I'm the nigga with the lyrical venom finna get up in them
I am the person with the poisonous rhymes, about to attack them
When they give me the instrumental
When they provide me with the beat
I finish 'em, diminish 'em
I defeat and erase their presence
I guarantee the murda music is a minimum
I ensure the level of aggression is at a minimum
But lately I been givin 'em hell
Recently, I have been causing them suffering
They don't really wanna see me, I'm so damn swell
They truly do not want to face me, as I am superior
Call me a monster, Verse Designer, First To bomb ya
Refer to me as a monster, a master of verses, the first to explode on you
Leathaface pullin up in that hearse beside ya
Leathaface arrives in a hearse next to you
Murda, mo murda, mo murda, mo murdered 'em all, kill 'em all
Committing more and more murders, annihilating everyone
Krayzie kill 'em all, they fall
Krayzie is killing them all, and they are collapsing
It's a lyrical execution
This is a poetic massacre
We snap faster, We the rap masters
We rap rapidly, we are the masters of this genre
Squeeze the gat, Blast it, If that's how it gots to be
Shoot the gun, blast it, if that's what is necessary
So they better get it ready
They should prepare themselves
Cause I'm heated like an AK-47 spittin bullet deliverence out of me
I am filled with anger, like an AK-47 shooting bullets from within
Well that's somethin, That's crazy, Jackson
Well, that is quite remarkable, mind-blowing, my friend
He's amazin action, Stay in action
He is astonishingly active, consistently impressive
Rap singin at ya, I'm blazin at ya
I rap, I sing, and I attack you, I hit you hard
I'm kinda like an automatic aimin at ya
I am comparable to an automatic firearm targeting you
And I don't want a little bit of flame to ashes
I don't just want a small victory, I want complete destruction
You know you really truly insane to madness
You are truly insane, reaching the point of madness
You're never gonna find other niggaz more scandalous
You will never encounter more scandalous individuals
Than this Midwest blastin famly
Than this explosive and audacious Midwest family
I am the definition of murda
I perfectly embody the concept of murder
The N9ne is now coming to serve ya
Tech N9ne is here to deliver his music to you
You're running but you can't go no furtha
You are attempting to escape, but there is nowhere to go
Cause I'm running through you with no sign of inertia
I am swiftly passing through you without any slowing down
Gimme the mic and I bet that you duck
Give me the microphone and I guarantee you will retreat
It's what you betta do when I'm bussin
That is what you should do when I start attacking
I be flippin, I'm incredible, Never get on my level
I am always changing, I am extraordinary, don't try to compete with me
I'm a killa with the pedal to the medal
I am a killer, going full speed ahead
You're edible and ya death is so inevitable
You are vulnerable, and your death is guaranteed
I can take it to ya momma, Ya daddy, The back of a caddy
I can harm your mother, your father, even in a car's trunk
You cut up in the sack with a baggy and I wanna
You will be dismembered and placed in a bag, and I desire
Take it out and make it patty
To remove those body parts and grind them into a patty shape
You gotta be patty
You must be foolish or naive
'Cause that'll be bad if you decide to mad, Is you gonna?
Because it would be unwise if you choose to become angry, are you going to?
You can listen to me and see I'm the nigga with the ammunition
You can hear my lyrics and understand that I am the one armed with ammunition
I'm givin the livin a vision of death
I am presenting the living individuals with a vivid image of their own demise
Makin 'em sick and depressed
Causing them to feel ill and despondent
'Cause I be givin everything
Because I put all my effort into my craft
I'm a rebel and I'm still with the quick and the best
I am a rebel, and I continue to be quick and superior
Makin 'em walk in the business
Forcing them to walk along my path
I get up in it to rip and diminish ya
I engage in it to tear you down and make you smaller
Trip and I finish ya
If you stumble, I will finish you off
Dig it, You really get me livid, I'm bout give it a pivot
Understand this, you genuinely anger me, and I'm about to turn it around
Imma stick it so we can differ to sinister
I will strike, allowing us to diverge into wickedness
I be the chopper that got ya little boppers goin off us
I am the one causing your followers to go wild
Better not let me up on the premises
It would be unwise to allow me near you
'Cause I'm a doctor that's out for the shotaz when I brought ya
Because I am a doctor who is ready to administer lethal doses when I encounter you
Be cautious never talk of this nemesis
Be careful not to speak of this enemy
We on top of the hill when it come to the skill
We are superior when it comes to our rap abilities
Other rappers are damn jokers
Other rappers are simply laughable in comparison
They be givin the people comedy
They provide the people with comedic performances
But the Tecca N9na misery shit is Bram Stoker
But the dark, horrific music from Tech N9ne is comparable to Bram Stoker
Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh (You can't touch us)
A chant indicating that they are untouchable
Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh (Yeah, Midwest Choppers)
A chant in praise of the Midwest Choppers
Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh (You can't touch us)
A chant indicating that they are untouchable
Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh (Nigga, Midwest Choppers)
A chant in praise of the Midwest Choppers
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Snoop Dogg version:
Weedom
(If you wanna smoke with us)
Weedom
(Finna be a lot of dust)
Weedom
(Always exhaling is a must)
Weedom
(And i'm gonna hit the blunt)
Weedom
(If you wanna smoke with us)
Weedom
(Finna be a lot of dust)
Weedom
(Always exhaling is a must)
Weedom
(And i'm gonna hit the blunt)
Sometimes, i feel
Like i'm above the ground
(Worldwide Smokers)
Sometimes, i feel
Like i'm above the ground
(Worldwide Smokers)
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Lyrics:
I get to busting like I'm a thirty ought six
When I'm ripping the beat up, but then I heard he got pissed
When I got at the top and they made him pretty hot
'Cause he knowin that Tecca Ninna's a dirty chopper
He's handle, holmes, here's a handful
How in the hell he hovering having hella go H.A.M. Though?
I said to Seven, "Richard Havens'll be the man"
So we put it together thinking Eminem was a gamble
Guess not, cause he be the guest spot
Kaliko said, "what we doin'?, " I said to I'm, let's chop
So now the people finally get three of the best locked
Never be another choppers comin' so let's rock, nigga
You're on, people got to wondering if it's a for sure song
Yes, I got another killer making a tour strong
If you thinking of battling, you're gone!
Nobody can catch up, meet the Speedy Gonzalez
The beat is the problem
And if ya got your feet in your mouth
You gon' have to beat it up out of him
It's a lot of 'em and I mean a lot of 'em
And me and Nina used to follow them
I've got to audibly body them
And this is it man, the hitman, the Ip Man, karate 'em
And the fans will lift hands, we'll be dancin' out of 'em
And in Kansas advanced to withstand a pile of 'em
Who stands with two hands to move in the crowd of 'em
If I ain't makin' sense
Then you better sample the amp of it like the bass
It ain't ever been a gift for me to heat 'em, I beat 'em, I burn 'em
Then I let 'em melt
They never heard of us, but look at me, I'm turning up
I slap the shirt off a stupid simpleton makin 'em be impotent
If and when I be flipping niggas be feminine
I said the purpose to pimp a pen
And reverse the conditions I'm living in
And do bigger numbers than Eminem
Gotta be fast so I smash on a nigga
With half the cash I'm a little sicker, quicker than you figure
(Ice cold) I make 'em shiver bigger than the winter
If you half ass delivering I'mma eat your dinner
Better than mine, oh no, not me, I mean other guys
I jump around so do that mean that I'm rubberized?
Me and N9ne master meaning we murderize
We bleed 'em, beat 'em 'til they be gone feed 'em
Speedom!
(If you wanna go with us)
Speedom!
(I'mma leave 'em in the dust)
Speedom!
(I must be the one to bust)
Speedom!
(And I'm gonna hit the clutch)
Speedom!
(If you wanna go with us)
Speedom!
(I'mma leave 'em in the dust)
Speedom!
(I must be the one to bust)
Speedom!
(And I'm gonna hit the clutch)
Sometimes, I feel
Like I'll never slow down
(Worldwide Choppers)
Sometimes, I feel
Like I'll never slow down
(Worldwide Choppers)
Wait! Before I wreck this beat, let me just check to see
If Stephanie Mills left any extra refills of ecstasy pills next to me
In the seats spilled or she eat 'em all with a breakfast drink
(You inspect the sink?)
In the habit of grabbing a mic and babbling, I dabble in the Vic's
But I might just swallow my fucking Ritalin tablet after the night
I'm grabbing it right from the medicine cabinet
'Cause that's what it's like and attack it like a Dracula bite
Jetpack in my backpack when I write
All this anger pent up inside
I went up inside a Bennigans diner with a cigarette lighter
Figured I'd try to set a big enough fire
That'll trigger the sprinkler system
And I'd escape, but the getaway driver screwed up my limo
Collided with the center divider
I went through the window and ended up being
Pinned to the side of a semi
Offended beside a friend of the guy's wife
Friend of the flight attendant from Idaho
That took an antenna in the vagina hole
'Cause when I pick up a pen I'm venomous
And I'm as thick as Dennis the Menace
Like an evil dental hygienist sinister
You've been yelling dementedness
I invented this, I'm the genesis
Eminem is a nemesis to a feminist
Fuckin' smart alec degenerate
I got Ellen DeGeneres
Tryna tell me these men are just full of jealousy
Envious of female independence
Hell with a clitoris, hit or miss
You will never consider this a bitter disappointment
I'll never fail to deliver this
Whatever the weather in this'll be
Just like a certificate of authenticity
That I'm thinkin' about
Just tryna think of the quickest and sickest way for 'em to picket it
I pick a day to be picked and I'm picking the wickedest shit to say
Spin it back on a level, incredible, head of a rebel, unforgettable
Better believe these beats are edible
I consider loose leaf a vegetable
And I stalk my prey
You think you got away, uh-uh not today
Murder you on a song and then I'll just say
I was with Dr. Dre and Robert Blake
Eatin' lobster, steak and coffee cake
At a restaurant with Drake
And Tech just got to make sure that our stories corroborate
I'm a lot to take like Kanye
Walking up on the stage for Beyonce
Like it's my job to say
That you're not a real artist, but it's my obligation
Honest Abe is on his way, you will not escape
Ammunition, replenish the Punisher
With his gun at your hundred words
And a clip on that which motherfuckers better run
If you're not lookin' to get run over by the roadrunner
No wonder no one don't wanna go
And jump in front of a fuckin' runaway locomotive
Or get thrown up under it just tryna fuck with the.
Speedom!
(If you wanna go with us)
Speedom!
(I'mma leave 'em in the dust)
Speedom!
(I must be the one to bust)
Speedom!
(And I'm gonna hit the clutch)
Speedom!
(If you wanna go with us)
Speedom!
(I'mma leave 'em in the dust)
Speedom!
(I must be the one to bust)
Speedom!
(And I'm gonna hit the clutch)
Sometimes, I feel
Like I'll never slow down
(Worldwide Choppers)
Sometimes, I feel
Like I'll never slow down
(Worldwide Choppers)
I'm the fury, the final fight
I flip it on fraudulent fellas for feelin' fright
I flick it on fire, finish him when the flow in flight
Feminine fakers fall, I'm floggin' a foe with a fife
Never forget it, I severed the head of a critic
I sped up and did it, you tripping to be a dead epidemic
Or wet up a clinic, and make a bloody redder percentage
Of an addict who's having to get the lead of a cynic
I was never the Devil, I put up a fight up in the industry
Peddle the metal, we giving the light, a lot of energy
We repping, beat checking he that be Koba
If he's the evil enemy it'll be over
Wanna get down in front of your town
You ever making fun of the clown, I'm gunning you down
We doing it under the ground, a wonderful sound
If anybody come at the hound, don't wanna be found, bitch
Would never be chopping without Slick Rick
I got it from the record, lick the balls and this dick
If you never listen to me, you musical misfit
Nah, cause every time I be dropping I get bit
I'm hearing a lot of rappers, they trying to spit quick
But the Middle West got 'em, and we killing 'em in this bitch
If you ain't in my circle of choppers you missed it
'Cause me and my nigga Twista ruler, and that's it
Speedom!
(If you wanna go with us)
Speedom!
(I'mma leave 'em in the dust)
Speedom!
(I must be the one to bust)
Speedom!
(And I'm gonna hit the clutch)
Speedom!
(If you wanna go with us)
Speedom!
(I'mma leave 'em in the dust)
Speedom!
(I must be the one to bust)
Speedom!
(And I'm gonna hit the clutch)
Sometimes, I feel
Like I'll never slow down
(Worldwide Choppers)
Sometimes, I feel
Like I'll never slow down
(Worldwide Choppers)
@kronos4456
1:58 this flow is just purely silky smooth
@vinyphoenix443
I like your cut G
@abetheprophet5722
@@vinyphoenix443 hahaha😐😐😑
@shadow-369
@@vinyphoenix443 hahaha😐😐😐
@dimpchimpin2143
@@vinyphoenix443 hahaha😐😑😐
@chasemula6309
And the flow before it. Disgusting 🤦🏾♂️🤦🏾♂️🔥
@Lastrevio
Eminem makes English be everyone's second language.
@fayekziemski
@@Rehaaaaaaan r/woooosh
@torfgorb7096
lmfao
@torfgorb7096
kay r/woosh