Sriracha
Tech N9ne Lyrics


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(Jesus)
Yeah, yeah, hell yeah
Yeah, yeah, hell yeah
Yeah, yeah, hell yeah
Yeah, yeah, hell

Froze over, when you thought you could hold Yoda
With flows older than the first sold cold soda
Grow more for my bros those rojo soldiers
Them cincos are at it again, blow doja
I am like Iron Mike, back in the day
My rhyming's iron height, defiant flight
Try and bite, like a razor in a candy apple
A taser and a jammy tackle
By a neighbor with the family shackles
Laboring a man he's gaffled
I get angry, I sip bombs (chea!) on your rich lawn
I was brought up Muslim and Christian
I been studying Chrislam (Chea!)
That's not a thing so I place this John
In your chicks palm
Give her something beautiful to kiss on
'Till I spit one to her lip balm (Chea!)
I've been rhyming since Reagan in politics
Polished it then got a big wallet where all of my dollars sit
To the wall is split, then I gotta sick the casa, your god exists
'Cause a lot of chicks holler "Mr. Chopper you're hot as shit"

They say I'm the best at what I do
After me it's 5, 4, 3, and 2
Sometime I think they all gum bumpin'
So I tell them all to put that on somethin'
Sriracha, I put that on everything
Sriracha, I put that on everything
Sriracha, I put that on everything
Sriracha, I put that on everything

Yeah, I guess I'm supposed to come with that fast flow
Woo! I guess I'm supposed to come with that gas flow
But no, I'mma just spit it, I'mma get it good
Wish you would tell me what I should do
I don't know, hit the door
Uh, yeah, feel like I been here before
Maybe I have but I can't fuck with it
Hit 'em with a semiautomatic, watch 'em duck with it
Speaking on lyrical ability
Everybody in my vicinity blowing they mind like Kennedy
I got no love for the enemy, somebody tell me the remedy
I'm like what's good, been fine
Tell me what's on your mind, rewind this shit
My message is beyond this shit
I put that on everything, I'm just being honest, shit
So what's up, hold up
Tech I'm sorry for the hold up but I been on the road
Should have had this verse to your ass a long time ago
When I put that on everything, I ain't had a minute to myself
But I been living like I ain't finna see tomorrow
I ain't focused on no wealth
I been living good, I been feeling fine
Pass the Sriracha, I put that shit on all of mine
Busting like Columbine combined with a terrorist's mind
That's been confined in four walls for some time

They say I'm the best at what I do
After me it's 5, 4, 3, and 2
Sometime I think they all gum bumpin'
So I tell them all to put that on somethin'
Sriracha, I put that on everything
Sriracha, I put that on everything
Sriracha, I put that on everything
Sriracha, I put that on everything

Sriracha, the flavor popper
We gotcha, even haters jock us
These choppers invade the knockers then blocker
Disintegrating every chakra eager to off ya
You can bet that we doin' it proper
When I put the bullets in a fully with a hoodie
Ain't nobody gonna stop us, nobody gon' top us
We leave 'em with no option, leave 'em with no conscience
Leave 'em with no oxygen, leave 'em with no problem
And even though I could see what they watchin'
TV with a DVD, I can repeat
When I see these street shockin'
Easy if it need be then I just eat beats
And I'm Eazy-E, Compton
I eat meat like I'm EBT shopping
Credit Card Max, bend the bars back
Fuck your hoe, get brain and all that
Run in your house and bring your whore back
Sever your face and dead the doormat
Who got the keys to the rented Corvette
Can't catch me, I'm the man in all black
I been a nice chap since Catman on crack
Fuck that, I been nice way before that
Can't ignore that, you can try though
But you gon' end up next to Dido
I'm that pen that wrote the Bible
I'm on your skin like vitiligo
Sing for the moment, I hit the high note
Someone please let Elton John know
Tell the lieutenant I'm Hect Camacho
With a Catholic priest and the Pentecostal
Why you niggas wiggidy wiggidy wack, gettidy get in the back
With a umbilical patch, jump in the middle of the track
None of y'all niggas can act so y'all niggas are packed
Come and get it again, fuckin' a bitch in the whip
Give me your moment to fall, I'm gonna fit in the car
I can do better than yours, I can be ready to brawl
I can be shattered and all, nobody want to be hard
Better be ready for war, tell me who ready for more
Joyner

They say I'm the best at what I do
After me it's 5, 4, 3, and 2
Sometime I think they all gum bumpin'
So I tell them all to put that on somethin'
Sriracha, I put that on everything
Sriracha, I put that on everything




Sriracha, I put that on everything
Sriracha, I put that on everything

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Tech N9ne's song "Sriracha" display his sheer lyrical ability, as he raps about a variety of topics from his experience with Muslim and Christian religions (β€œI was brought up Muslim and Christian, I been studying Chrislam”) to his social and political views (β€œSpeaking on lyrical ability, everybody in my vicinity blowing they mind like Kennedy”). He confidently acknowledges his talent as a rapper and his impact on the rap game (β€œThey say I'm the best at what I do, after me it's 5, 4, 3, and 2, sometimes I think they all gum bumpin’”). Tech N9ne finishes the song with a few closing verses accompanied by Joyner Lucas and they both β€˜flex’ their talents with a fast-paced flow and wordplay.


Throughout the song, Tech N9ne emphasizes his love for Sriracha, a popular hot sauce brand. He uses it as a metaphor to show how he puts his flavor into everything he does (β€˜I put that on everything’). Overall, the song is a powerful display of Tech N9ne's dexterity, wit and substance with his rhymes.


Line by Line Meaning

(Jesus)
Expressing excitement and agreement


Yeah, yeah, hell yeah
Affirming enthusiasm


Froze over, when you thought you could hold Yoda
Surprising someone who underestimated the artist's skill


With flows older than the first sold cold soda
Having experienced and refined rap skills


Grow more for my bros those rojo soldiers
Supporting and showing loyalty to his friends


Them cincos are at it again, blow doja
Engaging in illegal activities with his group


I am like Iron Mike, back in the day
Comparing himself to the legendary boxer Mike Tyson


My rhyming's iron height, defiant flight
Boasting about his exceptional rap skills


Try and bite, like a razor in a candy apple
Warning others against imitating his style


A taser and a jammy tackle
Using force to confront adversaries


By a neighbor with the family shackles
Facing oppression and restrictions from others


Laboring a man he's gaffled
Being trapped and oppressed by a controlling figure


I get angry, I sip bombs (chea!) on your rich lawn
Expressing anger and causing destruction


I was brought up Muslim and Christian
Sharing his religious background and upbringing


I been studying Chrislam (Chea!)
Exploring and learning about a combination of Christianity and Islam


That's not a thing so I place this John
Acknowledging his made-up term and using it in a creative way


In your chicks palm
Offering something valuable to someone he cares about


Give her something beautiful to kiss on
Providing love and affection to someone special


'Till I spit one to her lip balm (Chea!)
Showing his lyrical prowess and impressing others with his music


I've been rhyming since Reagan in politics
Having started his rap career during the presidency of Ronald Reagan


Polished it then got a big wallet where all of my dollars sit
Achieving financial success through his music career


To the wall is split, then I gotta sick the casa, your god exists
Asserting his dominance and power in the rap industry


'Cause a lot of chicks holler "Mr. Chopper you're hot as shit"
Receiving praise and admiration from female fans


They say I'm the best at what I do
Acknowledging his reputation as a top-tier artist


After me it's 5, 4, 3, and 2
Suggesting his superiority compared to other rappers


Sometime I think they all gum bumpin'
Doubting the credibility of other artists


So I tell them all to put that on somethin'
Challenging others to prove themselves


Sriracha, I put that on everything
Emphasizing his love and dedication to Sriracha sauce


Yeah, I guess I'm supposed to come with that fast flow
Acknowledging the expectation for him to rap quickly


Woo! I guess I'm supposed to come with that gas flow
Acknowledging the expectation for him to rap with high energy


But no, I'mma just spit it, I'mma get it good
Choosing to deliver his rap in his own style


Wish you would tell me what I should do
Rejecting others' opinions and asserting independence


I don't know, hit the door
Preferring to leave a situation rather than conforming


Uh, yeah, feel like I been here before
Feeling familiar with the challenges he faces


Maybe I have but I can't fuck with it
Choosing not to engage or be influenced by negativity


Hit 'em with a semiautomatic, watch 'em duck with it
Using his words to intimidate and dominate his opponents


Speaking on lyrical ability
Addressing his exceptional skill in rap


Everybody in my vicinity blowing their mind like Kennedy
Impressing everyone around him with his talent, similar to the impact of John F. Kennedy


I got no love for the enemy, somebody tell me the remedy
Expressing dislike towards his rivals and seeking a solution


I'm like what's good, been fine
Asking how others are doing while emphasizing his own well-being


Tell me what's on your mind, rewind this shit
Encouraging others to speak their thoughts and offering a listening ear


My message is beyond this shit
Claiming that his music carries a deeper meaning


I put that on everything, I'm just being honest, shit
Asserting the truthfulness and sincerity of his statements


So what's up, hold up
Asking for a pause or a moment of attention


Tech I'm sorry for the hold up but I been on the road
Apologizing for the delay in delivering his verse due to his busy touring schedule


Should have had this verse to your ass a long time ago
Recognizing the delay in completing his verse and apologizing for it


When I put that on everything, I ain't had a minute to myself
Highlighting his busy schedule and lack of personal time


But I been living like I ain't finna see tomorrow
Living each day as if it could be his last


I ain't focused on no wealth
Not prioritizing material wealth and success


I been living good, I been feeling fine
Enjoying life and experiencing personal satisfaction


Pass the Sriracha, I put that shit on all of mine
Using Sriracha sauce on all his food and metaphorically spicing up his life


Busting like Columbine combined with a terrorist's mind
Expressing the violent and explosive nature of his artistic expression


That's been confined in four walls for some time
Feeling trapped and restricted in his creativity and expression


Sriracha, the flavor popper
Describing Sriracha sauce as a flavorful and exciting addition to food


We gotcha, even haters jock us
Asserting that even his haters pay attention to and imitate his style


These choppers invade the knockers then blocker
Using metaphorical language to describe his aggressive rap style overpowering his critics


Disintegrating every chakra eager to off ya
Destroying and overpowering anyone who opposes him


You can bet that we doin' it proper
Ensuring that he and his crew are executing their craft correctly


When I put the bullets in a fully with a hoodie
Symbolizing his powerful and impactful lyrics


Ain't nobody gonna stop us, nobody gon' top us
Asserting his dominance and stating that no one can surpass his success


We leave 'em with no option, leave 'em with no conscience
Leaving his critics and rivals with no choice but to acknowledge his talent


Leave 'em with no oxygen, leave 'em with no problem
Overwhelming his opponents and leaving them unable to respond


And even though I could see what they watchin'
Aware of the attention and scrutiny he receives


TV with a DVD, I can repeat
Being able to repeat his success and captivate audiences


When I see these street shockin'
Surprising and impressing people in the streets with his talent


Easy if it need be then I just eat beats
Confidently devouring and dominating beats with his rapping


And I'm Eazy-E, Compton
Comparing himself to the influential rapper Eazy-E from Compton


I eat meat like I'm EBT shopping
Humorously stating that he enjoys food like someone buying groceries with government assistance


Credit Card Max, bend the bars back
Revealing his extravagant spending and bragging about his financial abilities


Fuck your hoe, get brain and all that
Belittling others' relationships while boasting about his own sexual encounters


Run in your house and bring your whore back
Showing dominance and audacity by invading someone's personal space


Sever your face and dead the doormat
Using violent and aggressive imagery to intimidate his adversaries


Who got the keys to the rented Corvette
Asserting his control and ownership of a luxurious vehicle


Can't catch me, I'm the man in all black
Displaying his confidence and elusiveness


I been a nice chap since Catman on crack
Asserting his talent and success since early in his career


Fuck that, I been nice way before that
Rejecting the idea that his talent is only recent and asserting his long-standing abilities


Can't ignore that, you can try though
Acknowledging that others may attempt to downplay his talent, but it won't work


But you gon' end up next to Dido
Using a play on words to suggest that his opponents will be overshadowed and forgotten


I'm that pen that wrote the Bible
Claiming to be a significant and influential figure in the rap industry


I'm on your skin like vitiligo
Comparing his impact to the skin condition vitiligo, which causes depigmentation


Sing for the moment, I hit the high note
Taking advantage of his platform to convey important messages through his music


Someone please let Elton John know
Expressing the need for recognition from influential figures like Elton John


Tell the lieutenant I'm Hect Camacho
Asserting his authority and power, comparing himself to the mythical Hect Camacho


With a Catholic priest and the Pentecostal
Alluding to his ability to connect with different religious and cultural groups


Why you niggas wiggidy wiggidy wack, gettidy get in the back
Belittling other artists' lack of talent and commanding them to step aside


With a umbilical patch, jump in the middle of the track
Taking control of the music and asserting his presence


None of y'all niggas can act so y'all niggas are packed
Declaring that others are not authentic in their rap personas


Come and get it again, fuckin' a bitch in the whip
Showing his sexual prowess and confidence


Give me your moment to fall, I'm gonna fit in the car
Demanding attention and emphasizing his ability to adapt and succeed


I can do better than yours, I can be ready to brawl
Asserting that he can surpass others' skills and is prepared to confront challenges


I can be shattered and all, nobody want to be hard
Acknowledging vulnerability and the difficulty of maintaining a tough image


Better be ready for war, tell me who ready for more
Challenging others to step up and compete with him


Joyner
Acknowledging the rapper Joyner Lucas's contribution to the song




Lyrics Β© Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Aaron Yates, Robert Bryson Hall, Joyner Lucas, Michael Summer

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@noonecares4440

[Intro]
(Jesus)
Yeah, yeah, hell yeah
Yeah, yeah, hell yeah
Yeah, yeah, hell yeah
Yeah, yeah, hell

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
Froze over, when you thought you could hold Yoda
With flows older than the first sold cold soda
Grow more for my bros those rojo soldiers
Them cincos are at it again, blow doja
I am like Iron Mike, back in the day
My rhyming's iron height, defiant flight
Try and bite, like a razor in a candy apple
A taser in a jammy, tackled
By a neighbor with the family shackles
Laboring a man he's gaffled
I get angry, I sip bombs (Chea!) on your rich lawn
I was brought up Muslim and Christian
I been studying Chrislam (Chea!)
That's not a thing so I place this John
In your chicks palm
Give her something beautiful to kiss on
'Til I spit one to her lip balm (Chea!)
I've been rhyming since Reagan in politics
Polished it then got a big wallet where all of my dollars sit
To the wall is split, then I gotta sick the casa, your god exists
'Cause a lot of chicks holler "Mr. Chopper you're hot as shit"
Ah!

[Chorus: Tech N9ne]
They say I'm the best at what I do
After me it's 5, 4, 3, and 2
Sometime I think they all gum bumpin'
So I tell them all to put that on somethin'
Sriracha, I put that on everything
Sriracha, I put that on everything
Sriracha, I put that on everything
Sriracha, I put that on everything

[Verse 2: Logic]
Yeah, I guess I'm supposed to come with that fast flow
Woo! I guess I'm supposed to come with that gas flow
But no, I'ma just spit it, I'ma get it good
Wish you would tell me what I should do
I don't know, hit the door
Uh, yeah, feel like I been here before
Maybe I have but I can't fuck with it
Hit 'em with a semiautomatic, watch 'em duck with it
Speaking on lyrical ability
Everyone in my vicinity, blowing they mind like Kennedy
I got no love for the enemy, somebody tell me the remedy
I'm like what's good, been fine
Tell me what's on your mind, rewind this shit
My message is beyond this shit
I put that on everything, I'm just being honest, shit
So what's up, hold up
Tech, I'm sorry for the hold-up but I been on the road
Should have had this verse to your ass a long time ago
When I put that on everything, I ain't had a minute to myself
But I been living like I ain't finna see tomorrow
I ain't focused on no wealth
I been living good, I been feeling fine
Pass the sriracha, I put that shit on all of mine
Busting like Columbine combined with a terrorist's mind
That's been confined to four walls for some time

[Chorus: Tech N9ne]
They say I'm the best at what I do
After me it's 5, 4, 3, and 2
Sometime I think they all gum bumpin'
So I tell them all to put that on somethin'
Sriracha, I put that on everything
Sriracha, I put that on everything
Sriracha, I put that on everything
Sriracha, I put that on everything

[Verse 3:Β Tech N9neΒ & Joyner Lucas]
Sriracha, the flavor popper
We gotcha, even haters jock us
These choppers invade the knockers then blocker
Disintegrating every chakra, eager to off ya
You can bet that we doin' it proper
When I put the bullets in a fully with a hoodie
Ain't nobody gon' stop us, nobody gon' top us
We leave 'em with no option, and leave 'em with no conscience
Even though I can achieve it no problem
And even though I could've seen what they watchin'
TV with a DVD, I can repeat what I see, these streets jockin'
Easy, if it need be then I just eat beats
Like I'm Eazy-E, Compton,Β I eat meat like I'm EBT shopping
Credit Card max,Β bend the bars back
Fuck your hoe, get brain and all that
Run in your house and bring your whore back
Sever your face and dead the doormat
Who got the keys to the rented Corvette?
Can't catch me, I'm the man in all black
I been on that shit since Katt been on crack
Fuck that, I been nice way before that
Can't ignore that, you can try though
But you gon' end up next to Dido
I'm that pen that wrote the Bible
I'm on your skin like vitiligo
Sing for the moment, I hit the high note
Someone please let Elton John know
Tell the lieutenant I'm Hect Camacho
With a Catholic priest and the Pentecostal
Why y'all niggas wiggidy wiggidy wack, get a nigga in the back
With an umbilical patch, jump in the middle of the track
None of you niggas can act so y'all niggas are packed
Come and get it again, fuckin' a bitch in the whip
Give me your moment to fall, I'm gonna fit in the car
I can do better than yours, I can be ready to brawl
I can be shattered and all, nobody want to be hard
Better be ready for war, tell me who ready for moreΒ (Joyner!)

[Chorus: Tech N9ne]
They say I'm the best at what I do
After me it's 5, 4, 3, and 2
Sometime I think they all gum bumpin'
So I tell them all to put that on somethin'
Sriracha, I put that on everything
Sriracha, I put that on everything
Sriracha, I put that on everything
Sriracha, I put that on everything



All comments from YouTube:

@Mirza_Media

Logic just lost an opportunity to rhyme "Sriracha" with "Young Sinatra" lmao

@vinnytricker8054

Mirza I bet he's kicking himself on that one bro

@Dan-lm4di

Lol

@resteasysk5660

Damn

@bradykalau3169

Mirza I bet he'll have a bar like that in his new album

@allari1

LOL

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@aumenx4531

Tech: good structure, Joyner: good flow, Logic: good afternoon

@dylanallahar5711

basically yes.

@chase.4864

πŸ˜‚πŸ—Ώ

@ajredman5456

exactly why tech n Joyner need to do another with our his wack ass.

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