It Was An Accident
Tech N9ne Feat. Alan Wayne Lyrics

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Free your mind, and remember
Winners are not people who never fail
But people who never quit
All I ever wanted was to sell
Records to the people make a lot of mil', yessir
Rap to me, it was the holy grail
I'm gonna go and do it, I'm never gonna fail
Yeah, but first I gotta make it out of Hell

Wake up and I see crime
All of us we on it's eat time
My homies love me yelling "Peace N9ne"
At the same time, throwing B signs
Throwing 'em back and repping the street, I'm
Doing music and I'm writing beast rhymes
But my V-Slimes, had no weak minds
Got with the music, started a group and we shine
Music gave us hella hope
Made it up out of the bangin' and sellin' dope
We were stronger than a bottle of Yoke
'Till one of our members found a kid to grope
Then your honor gave the peddy the rope
Losing a man, the band began to slope
Never did think a plan was damned to croak
So doing it solo-dolo stands the G.O.A.T
Started making hella LP's
2000, all the way to five, felt free
Because of the hand the label dealt me
But in '06 Fontana helped us melt cheese
Number one independent gonna be spending a ton of funds, in a minute
That's when the government want the sums, then I send it
In a couple of months I'm done and replenished

Everywhere I go, I'm selling out the show
Around the world I kill 'em and everybody know
Whenever we hit the studio and Tecca Nina drop, hot
Even though I will go toe to toe if somebody bang on me
But I'm rolling in the dough and I'm really respected and protected
Chances of me getting shot, not

Everyone loving the Tech
Publishin', I get a check
Loving the cities that with me, the people that call me the best
I don't have any regret, but it's a bit of neglect
Missing my babies I love 'em and none of 'em leaving me yet
Feeling good like a villain should
In a mansion, but I'm still in hoods
Not like Trayvon, J's on
Khaki shorts with a red tee like I will and could
I can conceal it my permits say
If evil happens to swerve this way
Hope nobody deserves quick spray
I feel an angelic surge this day
They feeling my songs
Been doing it long
They want me to sell 'em my CD right outta my home
'Cause I'm in the zone
I'm putting 'em on in front of the store when a couple of police won't leave me alone
Why they tripping?
I fit the description
It's two of them rushing me I'm on a solo mission
To get people to listen, but they pushing and kicking me
I'm on the ground when they telling me, "Cause of a gun suspicion"
It was in my pocket, ain't trying pop it
When they scared of a brother with a gun no one can stop it
Then one of 'em lost it, and then I was shot quick
Officers took me to heaven, I'm dead and with multiple rockets
Didn't matter I was good and living inside a mansion next to ball players
'Cause of the move he made was drastic now I lay in a casket carried by my pallbearers
Fears what I see, making 'em kill a G
Rotten apple in the batch; don't tell the rest to flee
This happened in Baton, R-O-U-G-E, even I fit the description
What if it was me?

What if it was me
What if I never got the one chance to be
Everything and everywhere I go, I wouldn't see
If by your hand you took that from me
But what if it were me?
Laying right there
I'll never get up again, it's so unfair
My babies cry out
You never cared
Things that we do make each other so scared
So what if it was you there?
(Should I just) Take your life
(Should I bust) Make your wife widowed, withered, hugging the pillow
The scent of you still on her
Spirit she feels on her
The whole world weeps
Blood we all spill on her
And I know, it's ill will, the pill's hard to swallow
How should I feel when I'm being followed (followed)
By the words that you say to me? (Crazy)
And you saved my life, take my life

I gotta fight, all of the night with cops, Crips, Bloods with sore fists
I gotta fight, all of the night with cops, Crips, Bloods with sore fists

I gotta fight, all of the night with cops, Crips, Bloods with sore fists
I gotta fight, all of the night with cops, Crips, Bloods with sore fists and them Nazis

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Tech N9ne's song "It Was An Accident" detail two separate incidents of accidental harm caused during sexual encounters. In the first verse, Tech N9ne describes a sexual encounter with a woman who expresses a desire for pain during sex. He obliges and eventually chokes her to the point where she stops breathing. Despite his attempts to revive her, he admits that "it wasn't all to the good" and eventually has to call an ambulance to resuscitate her. The second verse details a different incident, in which Tech N9ne accidentally shoots and kills someone while attempting to show off a gun.

Overall, the lyrics explore the theme of unintended consequences and the danger that can come from recklessness and impulsivity. In both instances, Tech N9ne's actions have fatal consequences, even though he likely did not intend for anyone to be harmed. The song can be seen as a cautionary tale about the importance of considering the potential consequences of one's actions before engaging in risky behavior.

Line by Line Meaning

I was chillin' with a bitch and I was noticing she was so sadistic
I was hanging out with a woman and realized she had a tendency to enjoy causing pain.

Wanted the Nina to bite on her nipples and twist it
She wanted me to bite and twist her nipples with my teeth.

Sucking me off until she lost all of her lipstick
She performed oral sex on me so vigorously that her lipstick wore off.

You know how it is when you X-in on like 7 of 'em With a stick of Sherm and Adderall nigga had to love 'em Cause they get you lifted and thinkin' you unstoppable But what I'm 'bout to tell you is so fuckin' impossible
When you take a combination of drugs like Sherm and Adderall, you feel invincible. But what I'm about to say is so unbelievable.

I started givin' the bitch my dick She loving the way my jimmy be jabbin' it
I began having sex with her and she enjoyed the way I was thrusting.

Wanted me to cut her up I said never She said imagine it with the tip of her butcher knife I think I took her life
She wanted me to cut her and although I refused, I believe I accidentally killed her during sex.

This crazy hooker like pain then I put her right Fuckin' high and it's insane how she look at life She wish a nigga had fangs and he took a bite
She was a masochist who enjoyed pain and wished I had fangs to bite her.

I'm beatin' it up with an aim what the pussy like The pussy like to be banged like it took a fight
I was having sex with a lot of force and aggression that the pussy enjoyed.

Then she asked me to smack her Then she asked me to choke her, so I choked her As a nigga got closer to the nut I choked her Even harder when I rose up out of the Chocha She wasn't breathing, a horrible evening Couldn't get her to breathe I really tried to Did all I could of but it wasn't all to the good So I had to call the ambulance over to come to revive her
She requested that I smack and choke her during sex. As I was about to climax, I choked her even harder but she stopped breathing. I tried to revive her but couldn't, so I called the ambulance.

[Chorus: x3] It was an accident Ha ha ha, oooooooooo
It was an accident and I laughed about it.

I don't be findin' trouble, it be findin' me (x4)
I don't go looking for trouble, it always finds me.

Shit I was only 16, just showing off Never would have imagined the gun going off I was just trying to show these niggas that I wasn't soft I stayed at 52nd street so that's what all these niggas thought Cause they was from hilltop, where niggas pill pop So I'm pulling up to the chill spot with the steel cocked Still not, sure what I was thinking, and back then I wasn't even drinking So I'm leaving Lincoln High School off Woodland Headed to the hood to out wit all the hoodlums Couldn't wait to show him what I was packing Knock on the door he answered like "Whuuss Crackin'!?" I said, "Shit, just chillin', just me and my bitch" "By my bitch I mean that 450 sittin on my hip" "Wanna see"? He said "Yeah, let me see" I pulled it out and gave it a good squeeze I didn't know it didn't have no safety Now this man is hit in his chest and he can't breathe Devil on my shoulder whispering "Leave, nigga leave" But I swear
I was only 16 and trying to impress some guys from the Hilltop. I had a gun and wanted to show it to them, but I accidentally fired it and hit one of them in the chest. I didn't know the gun didn't have a safety and now he can't breathe. The devil was tempting me to run away, but I didn't.

Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: AARON YATES, FREEK VAN WORKUM, NICK LUSCOMBE

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