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/
You Don't Want It )
Tech N9ne Lyrics
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You think you're really wildin'? I'm killa clownin'
Meaning I don't give a fuck about nothing you say that you do
Because stupid is how everybody sounded
Nigga you think you know me, but only if you knew me
Homie, you would leave me by my lonely
I'm thinking death and destruction
Images of blood and pus and I ain't looking for nothing but trouble
(That's just the devil, just the devil)
Block it out and keep it moving
I'm evil and it's pussy that I'm pursuing
Gimme the Bible, yes I need it 'cause Tecca Nina's in ruin
Mentally I'm fuckin' up when really I don't know what I'm doin'
My tolerance for physical pain has gained rapidly
I'm gobbling more thizzles then thangs but it came back at me
The holy father must have flipped and became mad at me
Because I'm pondering a wicked insane strategy
How to end it all (Yeah), many men will fall (Yeah)
Any sin I saw (Yeah), Nina been involved (Yeah)
You don't really want it with me punk you don't have the gall
The taste of blood on my tongue makin' me want to brawl
No sentimental shit, death is the penalty
For any bitch you try to re-kindle this
It'll get your temple hit
'Bout to bubble, about to pop just like a pimple get
Send it something so insane I'm so not for simple shit
So teeter totter mothafucka if you want it
But just keep it to the left of me, crazy 'til the death of me
Pussy money more money blood and guts is the recipe
Half and hell of drama for Nina is a necessity
Good and bad is fightin' within me and I'm the referee
Shit is looking like it is evil getting the best of me
Bitches think I'm pleasant and really wantin' the sex with me
I'm promisin' you I'm losing it, you don't really want to mess with me
You don't wanna see me run up with the thang (Cock back)
Make it chicka bang bang (You don't want it with me)
If you don't really want it nigga (Fall back)
'Cause to killas it ain't never been a thang (You don't want it with me)
And I can get in to ya if you feel you really want it
One of us ain't gonna make it out
You don't want it with me
I'm kinda sick and psycho grab ya feelin' like a Michael
Push it you'll see what I'm talking 'bout
You don't want it with me
Betta load up your drums
Load up your guns
Everybody better get to runnin'
You don't want it with me
I'm a lyrical cynical rippin' ya pinnacle
Damage anybody when I see they really want it with me
Techa-ninna told me nigga get money
And never been dumby
Shit on a nigga when he comin' funny with me
Follow the beat follow your feet
Gimme the weed keys G's
And a quarter pound of bullets with a machete
Mister Reese known for getting it poppin'
You niggas be droppin'
And when you do your albums be floppin'
When ever I spit it
Man better yet when ever I drop it
Your wifies gone cop it
She even tell you nigga go cop it
You don't want it with me
I'll fuck your life up like a disease
I'm hauntin' your dreams
With a fully auto choppa them beams
Mayne yadadamean
Ya life ain't shit but a dream
So just remember when your breathin' you don't want it with me
You don't wanna see me run up with the thang (Cock back)
Make it chicka bang bang (You don't want it with me)
If you don't really want it nigga (Fall back)
'Cause to killas it ain't never been a thang (You don't want it with me)
And I can get in to ya if you feel you really want it
One of us ain't gonna make it out
You don't want it with me
I'm kinda sick and psycho grab ya feelin' like a Michael
Push it you'll see what I'm talking 'bout
You don't want it with me
And you don't want it from me
See I'm believing that people are really angels and demons
Instead of human beings
I'm havin' feelings of wanting to be the cause of you bleeding
Causin' your family to be grieving now your soul is leaving
Entered in my mind the raw holy words and religious battles
Keep 'em mutilated like cannibal over serpent rattles
I'm seeing shadows and bodies swingin' from gallows
As I'm sitting in a circle surrounded by seven candles
My eyes rolls back, I speak in tongues, I bleed from gums
It's time to hit the streets with guns
I'm bustin' seventy shots laughin' as the people run
I plead to be free from these evil deeds I've done
Until the pain coincides with my violence and agony
Oh the humanity, why does he keep stabbing me
But it's me that I'm stabbing, it's self-inflicted wounds
The Hitchcock of hip-hop, the end is comin' soon
You don't wanna see me run up with the thang (Cock back)
Make it chicka bang bang (You don't want it with me)
If you don't really want it nigga (Fall back)
'Cause to killas it ain't never been a thang (You don't want it with me)
And I can get in to ya if you feel you really want it
One of us ain't gonna make it out
You don't want it with me
I'm kinda sick and psycho grab ya feelin' like a Michael
Push it you'll see what I'm talking 'bout
You don't want it with me
In Tech N9ne's song "You Don't Wanna," the rapper dives into a darker side of his persona. He details the duality of his personality, where his smiling mask translates to the deep frown within. The lyrics speak of violent and murderous thoughts, indicating that he is suffering a mental breakdown. He expresses his intolerance towards ignorance and how stupid every person sounds. Tech N9ne accentuates his tough and ruthless nature in these bars, with violent and threatening words. He also addresses people who try to use his name for fame, warning them not to mess with him. The chorus consists of phrases like "You don't want it with me," and "If you don't really want it nigga (fall back)," establishing Tech N9ne's dominant and godlike presence.
The lyrics portray Tech N9ne's dark and disturbed thoughts, reflecting on his deep inner demons. It is an insight into a world where craziness and insanity provide escape from reality. He promises to make "ya life ain't shit but a dream," indicating the consequences of messing with him. The song gives a glimpse of how the rapper's mind works, portraying his aggression and hate that he masks by a smiling face. He even calls himself "The Hitchcock of hip-hop," comparing himself to the famous horror director, demonstrating his prowess for creating unsettling images through his music.
Line by Line Meaning
When you see my smilin', I'm really frownin'
Despite my smiling appearance, I'm actually unhappy
You think you're really wildin'? I'm killa clownin'
You believe you're acting wild, but I'm mocking and disregarding your behavior
Meaning I don't give a fuck about nothing you say that you do
I don't care about anything you claim to do or say
Because stupid is how everybody sounded
All of you sound foolish and unintelligent to me
Nigga you think you know me, but only if you knew me
You believe you understand me, but you have no true knowledge of who I really am
Homie, you would leave me by my lonely
If you truly knew me, you would distance yourself from me
I'm thinking death and destruction
My mind is filled with thoughts of death and chaos
Images of blood and pus and I ain't looking for nothing but trouble
I'm envisioning gruesome violence and I'm not seeking anything other than causing problems
Thinking of murdering you when I'm just lounging
I contemplate killing you even in moments of relaxation
(That's just the devil, just the devil)
I attribute these dark thoughts to the influence of the devil
Block it out and keep it moving
I ignore these thoughts and continue with my life
I'm evil and it's pussy that I'm pursuing
I embrace my wickedness and seek sexual encounters
Gimme the Bible, yes I need it 'cause Tecca Nina's in ruin
I crave guidance from the Bible as I feel like my alter ego, Tecca Nina, is in a state of destruction
Mentally I'm fuckin' up when really I don't know what I'm doin'
I'm mentally deteriorating, even though I don't fully comprehend my actions
My tolerance for physical pain has gained rapidly
I have developed a high tolerance for physical pain at an alarming rate
I'm gobbling more thizzles then thangs but it came back at me
I have been consuming drugs excessively, but it has resulted in negative consequences
The holy father must have flipped and became mad at me
God must be angered with me due to my sinful actions
Because I'm pondering a wicked insane strategy
I'm contemplating a disturbing and deranged plan
How to end it all (Yeah), many men will fall (Yeah)
I'm considering ending everything, causing many people to suffer
Any sin I saw (Yeah), Nina been involved (Yeah)
I have been a part of committing numerous sins throughout my life
You don't really want it with me punk you don't have the gall
You truly don't desire a confrontation with me, as you lack the bravery
The taste of blood on my tongue makin' me want to brawl
The sensation of blood in my mouth incites a desire to engage in a fight
No sentimental shit, death is the penalty
There's no room for emotional attachment, death is the consequence
For any bitch you try to re-kindle this
If anyone tries to revive this situation, they will face severe consequences
It'll get your temple hit
It will result in harm to you
'Bout to bubble, about to pop just like a pimple get
I'm about to erupt and cause chaos, like a pimple being popped
Send it something so insane I'm so not for simple shit
I'm delivering a message that is extremely crazy, not meant for the ordinary
So teeter totter mothafucka if you want it
You can waver uncertainly, but if you desire a fight then proceed
But just keep it to the left of me, crazy 'til the death of me
Stay to the side and don't interfere, as I'll remain insane until I die
Pussy money more money blood and guts is the recipe
A combination of sex, wealth, violence, and gore is the formula for success
Half and hell of drama for Nina is a necessity
Intense and chaotic situations are essential for my alter ego, Nina
Good and bad is fightin' within me and I'm the referee
A constant battle between good and evil takes place inside me, and I must make the decisions
Shit is looking like it is evil getting the best of me
It seems like my evil side is overpowering me
Bitches think I'm pleasant and really wantin' the sex with me
Women view me as charming and desire sexual encounters
I'm promisin' you I'm losing it, you don't really want to mess with me
I assure you, I'm mentally unstable and you should avoid crossing paths with me
Betta load up your drums
Prepare your weapons
Load up your guns
Arm yourselves with firearms
Everybody better get to runnin'
Everyone should start fleeing
You don't want it with me
You don't want to engage in a conflict with me
I'm a lyrical cynical rippin' ya pinnacle
I'm a verbally skilled and skeptical artist dismantling your achievements
Damage anybody when I see they really want it with me
I will harm anyone who provokes me
Techa-ninna told me nigga get money
My alter ego, Techa-ninna, advises me to focus on acquiring wealth
And never been dumby
And not be foolish
Shit on a nigga when he comin' funny with me
I will disrespect anyone who approaches me in a disrespectful manner
Follow the beat follow your feet
Follow the rhythm and let your feet guide you
Gimme the weed keys G's
Give me marijuana, car keys, and money
And a quarter pound of bullets with a machete
Also, provide me with a large amount of bullets and a machete
Mister Reese known for getting it poppin'
I, Mister Reese, am known for instigating conflicts
You niggas be droppin'
You all will lose and fall
And when you do your albums be floppin'
And when you fail, your music will also be unsuccessful
When ever I spit it
Whenever I rap
Man better yet when ever I drop it
Actually, whenever I release new music
Your wifies gone cop it
Your wives will purchase my music
She even tell you nigga go cop it
She will even encourage you to buy it
You don't want it with me
You don't want to engage in a conflict with me
I'll fuck your life up like a disease
I will destroy your life like a contagious illness
I'm hauntin' your dreams
I'm causing fear and distress in your dreams
With a fully auto choppa them beams
Using an automatic weapon, I will shoot and cause destruction
Mayne yadadamean
You know what I mean
Ya life ain't shit but a dream
Your life is insignificant and fleeting
So just remember when your breathin' you don't want it with me
So keep in mind, as long as you're alive, you should avoid any confrontation with me
And you don't want it from me
You don't want any trouble coming from me
See I'm believing that people are really angels and demons
I believe that individuals possess both good and evil qualities
Instead of human beings
Rather than just regular people
I'm havin' feelings of wanting to be the cause of you bleeding
I have desires to harm you and witness you suffering
Causin' your family to be grieving now your soul is leaving
This will result in your family grieving as your life is taken from this world
Entered in my mind the raw holy words and religious battles
I'm heavily influenced by intense religious concepts and conflicts
Keep 'em mutilated like cannibal over serpent rattles
I want to keep these ideas disturbing and evoke a sense of fear, like a cannibal devouring a snake's rattles
I'm seeing shadows and bodies swingin' from gallows
I'm experiencing hallucinations of hanging bodies and eerie shadows
As I'm sitting in a circle surrounded by seven candles
In my mind, I envision myself sitting in a circle with seven lit candles
My eyes rolls back, I speak in tongues, I bleed from gums
In this state, my eyes roll back, I speak in incoherent languages, and blood comes out of my gums
It's time to hit the streets with guns
Now is the moment to take to the streets armed with weapons
I'm bustin' seventy shots laughin' as the people run
I fire seventy shots while laughing as people scatter in fear
I plead to be free from these evil deeds I've done
I beg to be released from the wicked actions I have committed
Until the pain coincides with my violence and agony
I won't be satisfied until my pain aligns with the violence and suffering I inflict
Oh the humanity, why does he keep stabbing me
I question the humanity within myself as I continue to harm myself
But it's me that I'm stabbing, it's self-inflicted wounds
I am stabbing myself, causing wounds intentionally
The Hitchcock of hip-hop, the end is comin' soon
I'm likening myself to Alfred Hitchcock in the world of hip-hop, and my career may be coming to an end soon
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Written by: Robert William Rebeck, Steven Shippy, Maurice Daniel Washington, Samuel William Christopher Watson, Aaron Dontez Yates
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
Therese Tierney
When you see my smilin', I'm really frownin'
You think you're really wildin'? I'm killa clownin'
Meaning I don't give a fuck about nothing you say that you do
Because stupid is how everybody sounded
Nigga you think you know me, but only if you knew me
Homie, you would leave me by my lonely
I'm thinking death and destruction
Images of blood and pus and I ain't looking for nothing but trouble
Thinking of murdering you when I'm just lounging
(That's just the devil, just the devil)
Block it out and keep it moving
I'm evil and it's pussy that I'm pursuing
Gimme the Bible, yes I need it 'cause Tecca Nina's in ruin
Mentally I'm fuckin' up when really I don't know what I'm doin'
My tolerance for physical pain has gained rapidly
I'm gobbling more thizzles then thangs but it came back at me
The holy father must have flipped and became mad at me
Because I'm pondering a wicked insane strategy
How to end it all (Yeah), many men will fall (Yeah)
Any sin I saw (Yeah), Nina been involved (Yeah)
You don't really want it with me punk you don't have the gall
The taste of blood on my tongue makin' me want to brawl
No sentimental shit, death is the penalty
For any bitch you try to re-kindle this
It'll get your temple hit
'Bout to bubble, about to pop just like a pimple get
Send it something so insane I'm so not for simple shit
So teeter totter mothafucka if you want it
But just keep it to the left of me, crazy 'til the death of me
Pussy money more money blood and guts is the recipe
Half and hell of drama for Nina is a necessity
Good and bad is fightin' within me and I'm the referee
Shit is looking like it is evil getting the best of me
Bitches think I'm pleasant and really wantin' the sex with me
I'm promisin' you I'm losing it, you don't really want to mess with me
You don't wanna see me run up with the thang (Cock back)
Make it chicka bang bang (You don't want it with me)
If you don't really want it nigga (Fall back)
'Cause to killas it ain't never been a thang (You don't want it with me)
And I can get in to ya if you feel you really want it
One of us ain't gonna make it out
You don't want it with me
I'm kinda sick and psycho grab ya feelin' like a Michael
Push it you'll see what I'm talking 'bout
You don't want it with me
Betta load up your drums
Load up your guns
Everybody better get to runnin'
You don't want it with me
I'm a lyrical cynical rippin' ya pinnacle
Damage anybody when I see they really want it with me
Techa-ninna told me nigga get money
And never been dumby
Shit on a nigga when he comin' funny with me
Follow the beat follow your feet
Gimme the weed keys G's
And a quarter pound of bullets with a machete
Mister Reese known for getting it poppin'
You niggas be droppin'
And when you do your albums be floppin'
When ever I spit it
Man better yet when ever I drop it
Your wifies gone cop it
She even tell you nigga go cop it
You don't want it with me
I'll fuck your life up like a disease
I'm hauntin' your dreams
With a fully auto choppa them beams
Mayne yadadamean
Ya life ain't shit but a dream
So just remember when your breathin' you don't want it with me
You don't wanna see me run up with the thang (Cock back)
Make it chicka bang bang (You don't want it with me)
If you don't really want it nigga (Fall back)
'Cause to killas it ain't never been a thang (You don't want it with me)
And I can get in to ya if you feel you really want it
One of us ain't gonna make it out
You don't want it with me
I'm kinda sick and psycho grab ya feelin' like a Michael
Push it you'll see what I'm talking 'bout
You don't want it with me
And you don't want it from me
See I'm believing that people are really angels and demons
Instead of human beings
I'm havin' feelings of wanting to be the cause of you bleeding
Causin' your family to be grieving now your soul is leaving
Entered in my mind the raw holy words and religious battles
Keep 'em mutilated like cannibal over serpent rattles
I'm seeing shadows and bodies swingin' from gallows
As I'm sitting in a circle surrounded by seven candles
My eyes rolls back, I speak in tongues, I bleed from gums
It's time to hit the streets with guns
I'm bustin' seventy shots laughin' as the people run
I plead to be free from these evil deeds I've done
Until the pain coincides with my violence and agony
Oh the humanity, why does he keep stabbing me
But it's me that I'm stabbing, it's self-inflicted wounds
The Hitchcock of hip-hop, the end is comin' soon
You don't wanna see me run up with the thang (Cock back)
Make it chicka bang bang (You don't want it with me)
If you don't really want it nigga (Fall back)
'Cause to killas it ain't never been a thang (You don't want it with me)
And I can get in to ya if you feel you really want it
One of us ain't gonna make it out
You don't want it with me
I'm kinda sick and psycho grab ya feelin' like a Michael
Push it you'll see what I'm talking 'bout
You don't want it with me
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When you see my smilin', I'm really frownin'
You think you're really wildin'? I'm killa clownin'
Meaning I don't give a fuck about nothing you say that you do
Because stupid is how everybody sounded
Nigga you think you know me, but only if you knew me
Homie, you would leave me by my lonely
I'm thinking death and destruction
Images of blood and pus and I ain't looking for nothing but trouble
Thinking of murdering you when I'm just lounging
(That's just the devil, just the devil)
Block it out and keep it moving
I'm evil and it's pussy that I'm pursuing
Gimme the Bible, yes I need it 'cause Tecca Nina's in ruin
Mentally I'm fuckin' up when really I don't know what I'm doin'
My tolerance for physical pain has gained rapidly
I'm gobbling more thizzles then thangs but it came back at me
The holy father must have flipped and became mad at me
Because I'm pondering a wicked insane strategy
How to end it all (Yeah), many men will fall (Yeah)
Any sin I saw (Yeah), Nina been involved (Yeah)
You don't really want it with me punk you don't have the gall
The taste of blood on my tongue makin' me want to brawl
No sentimental shit, death is the penalty
For any bitch you try to re-kindle this
It'll get your temple hit
'Bout to bubble, about to pop just like a pimple get
Send it something so insane I'm so not for simple shit
So teeter totter mothafucka if you want it
But just keep it to the left of me, crazy 'til the death of me
Pussy money more money blood and guts is the recipe
Half and hell of drama for Nina is a necessity
Good and bad is fightin' within me and I'm the referee
Shit is looking like it is evil getting the best of me
Bitches think I'm pleasant and really wantin' the sex with me
I'm promisin' you I'm losing it, you don't really want to mess with me
You don't wanna see me run up with the thang (Cock back)
Make it chicka bang bang (You don't want it with me)
If you don't really want it nigga (Fall back)
'Cause to killas it ain't never been a thang (You don't want it with me)
And I can get in to ya if you feel you really want it
One of us ain't gonna make it out
You don't want it with me
I'm kinda sick and psycho grab ya feelin' like a Michael
Push it you'll see what I'm talking 'bout
You don't want it with me
Kay Dallas
Tech is just seriously on another level when he is on tracks with others
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Diddy Faplord
One of my all-time fave Tech verses, and it’s hard to pick them lol
Therese Tierney
When you see my smilin', I'm really frownin'
You think you're really wildin'? I'm killa clownin'
Meaning I don't give a fuck about nothing you say that you do
Because stupid is how everybody sounded
Nigga you think you know me, but only if you knew me
Homie, you would leave me by my lonely
I'm thinking death and destruction
Images of blood and pus and I ain't looking for nothing but trouble
Thinking of murdering you when I'm just lounging
(That's just the devil, just the devil)
Block it out and keep it moving
I'm evil and it's pussy that I'm pursuing
Gimme the Bible, yes I need it 'cause Tecca Nina's in ruin
Mentally I'm fuckin' up when really I don't know what I'm doin'
My tolerance for physical pain has gained rapidly
I'm gobbling more thizzles then thangs but it came back at me
The holy father must have flipped and became mad at me
Because I'm pondering a wicked insane strategy
How to end it all (Yeah), many men will fall (Yeah)
Any sin I saw (Yeah), Nina been involved (Yeah)
You don't really want it with me punk you don't have the gall
The taste of blood on my tongue makin' me want to brawl
No sentimental shit, death is the penalty
For any bitch you try to re-kindle this
It'll get your temple hit
'Bout to bubble, about to pop just like a pimple get
Send it something so insane I'm so not for simple shit
So teeter totter mothafucka if you want it
But just keep it to the left of me, crazy 'til the death of me
Pussy money more money blood and guts is the recipe
Half and hell of drama for Nina is a necessity
Good and bad is fightin' within me and I'm the referee
Shit is looking like it is evil getting the best of me
Bitches think I'm pleasant and really wantin' the sex with me
I'm promisin' you I'm losing it, you don't really want to mess with me
You don't wanna see me run up with the thang (Cock back)
Make it chicka bang bang (You don't want it with me)
If you don't really want it nigga (Fall back)
'Cause to killas it ain't never been a thang (You don't want it with me)
And I can get in to ya if you feel you really want it
One of us ain't gonna make it out
You don't want it with me
I'm kinda sick and psycho grab ya feelin' like a Michael
Push it you'll see what I'm talking 'bout
You don't want it with me
Betta load up your drums
Load up your guns
Everybody better get to runnin'
You don't want it with me
I'm a lyrical cynical rippin' ya pinnacle
Damage anybody when I see they really want it with me
Techa-ninna told me nigga get money
And never been dumby
Shit on a nigga when he comin' funny with me
Follow the beat follow your feet
Gimme the weed keys G's
And a quarter pound of bullets with a machete
Mister Reese known for getting it poppin'
You niggas be droppin'
And when you do your albums be floppin'
When ever I spit it
Man better yet when ever I drop it
Your wifies gone cop it
She even tell you nigga go cop it
You don't want it with me
I'll fuck your life up like a disease
I'm hauntin' your dreams
With a fully auto choppa them beams
Mayne yadadamean
Ya life ain't shit but a dream
So just remember when your breathin' you don't want it with me
You don't wanna see me run up with the thang (Cock back)
Make it chicka bang bang (You don't want it with me)
If you don't really want it nigga (Fall back)
'Cause to killas it ain't never been a thang (You don't want it with me)
And I can get in to ya if you feel you really want it
One of us ain't gonna make it out
You don't want it with me
I'm kinda sick and psycho grab ya feelin' like a Michael
Push it you'll see what I'm talking 'bout
You don't want it with me
And you don't want it from me
See I'm believing that people are really angels and demons
Instead of human beings
I'm havin' feelings of wanting to be the cause of you bleeding
Causin' your family to be grieving now your soul is leaving
Entered in my mind the raw holy words and religious battles
Keep 'em mutilated like cannibal over serpent rattles
I'm seeing shadows and bodies swingin' from gallows
As I'm sitting in a circle surrounded by seven candles
My eyes rolls back, I speak in tongues, I bleed from gums
It's time to hit the streets with guns
I'm bustin' seventy shots laughin' as the people run
I plead to be free from these evil deeds I've done
Until the pain coincides with my violence and agony
Oh the humanity, why does he keep stabbing me
But it's me that I'm stabbing, it's self-inflicted wounds
The Hitchcock of hip-hop, the end is comin' soon
You don't wanna see me run up with the thang (Cock back)
Make it chicka bang bang (You don't want it with me)
If you don't really want it nigga (Fall back)
'Cause to killas it ain't never been a thang (You don't want it with me)
And I can get in to ya if you feel you really want it
One of us ain't gonna make it out
You don't want it with me
I'm kinda sick and psycho grab ya feelin' like a Michael
Push it you'll see what I'm talking 'bout
You don't want it with me
Sou
EVIDENT CRime
I love this song ! and really love it LIVE!
Brad Walsh
Techs most slept on record
Jason Murdock
Not slept on at all