My World
Tech N9ne Feat. Brotha Lynch Hung & Dalima Lyrics
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Within this, three planets collide
Brotha Lynch, Dalima, Tech N9ne
Bring you along for the ride
Wait a minute, I'm from the West Coast Conference
Like Kobe or James Worthy
You could just call me the King of the Valley
Nigga nuts and guts get served up
When I get it, I'll spit enough, aim sturdy
Cut it up, gut it up, with colds cuts
And in a oven I'll heat it up, came dirty
I be off'a that Crip tonight
Turn 'em into liquid ice, paint his jersey
Leave 'em in the back of the alcove
Like Helter Skelt', stick it to 'em like velcro
Nigga, I'm a bitch killer
I'm a dig a ditch, quick to rip ya
Paint a murder picture wit'cha
I'm a jack knife, strip ya that night
Split your legs open and dick you
But them quick into rippin' your guts
Deep heat, deplete you with the meat cleaver
That I didn't see you either
Phone call or receiver, court order delete you
Tech ordered the meat, I'm bringin' the seasonage
And a suicide note, do-or-die Loc
Keys in the backseat, cut necks
Some sexist 'bout to kidnap Brotha Lynch
I'm neckless, expect this
[Chorus: x2]
(Welcome to my world)
Where hearts are broken, and bars
Are open, potions pullin' me closer
(Welcome to my world)
Dark's my ocean, my Ark is floatin'
But not livin' like I'm supposed to
(Lyrical asylum)
'Cause I be Dalima, motherfuckers hatin' me for the longest
Could it be critical 'cause I'm lyrically flawless?
And if I'm heated I cannot be mentally cautious?
(Diggin' the pain) I get deep peepin' the flame
Only can I be held accountable for makin' the change
To whatever regards are gonna be (Insane)
In the middle of a stage, I'm bustin' like a 12-Gauge
You can never bring it to a nigga that'll hang you up
Slip a couple millions up in your drink for you
Homicidal with the fully-loaded rifle
An undecided of whether or not I can peel brains or guts
(I get spaced out sometimes)
And it's like I'm a heathen, whether or not you believe it
Everytime I rap a motherfucker stop breathin'
Have you ever been in a dilemma for a reason? (Nah)
Well, let me introduce you to the crucial upliftin' future (Indeed)
Recruit you and seduce you to the mutual group of (My friends' souls)
Nigga you better get ready 'cause
We done put together the fettiest chemical frame
Energetic when I let it, embed it in your brain
Tech N9ne, Dalima, Brotha Lynch like
[Chorus: x2]
(Dlrow ym ot emocleW)
(World)
Fight this phantom, your freakin' family will fall flat
Bunk Bianca's beat 'em black and blue with a baseball bat
I might be a small cat, but I won't use discretion
Hit 'em with a weapon, if he steppin' with a mall rat
20 minus 11, I make 'em all scat!
Not prosperous now, Tech's not with his crowd
He's lost in his clouds
Rather be off'ed than soft with his style
I got hopes that my life might get better
But I've been broke, so I might swipe your chedder
You better get ready to give me, I got a vendetta
Comin' to get it, whether weed or money, whatever
Nobody said it was gonna be easy, people deceive me
Or leave me in the dark and buried off in Necropolis
One day you gon' see on me TV, you better believe me
Takin' over this and never the opposite
Rewrite my life, gimme light, inner fight for what's right
Allah Liberate, Cuidado
151 Rum is how we run from slim sums, then comes Diablo
I need a medic 'cause I murder energetic
In the cerebellum never tell 'em I got
One of the worst problems in the Medulla Oblongata
And you ought to go in one hell of a shot!
No more darkness, how did I start this?
Feelin' bizarre shit, like kickin' your carcass
I am the ruler in my kingdom and my Dark Seas hot
Step into My World and your heartbeat stop!
[Chorus: x2]
The lyrics to Tech N9ne Feat. Brotha Lynch Hung & Dalima's song My World talks about the world of misery we live in and how they bring their fans along for the ride. The song also touches upon the darkness surrounding their lives, where hearts are broken, and potions pulling them closer. The rappers' lyrics revolve around murder, violence, and the desire to make a change. They talk about being hated for their music, feeling lost in their thoughts, being broke and having to take drastic measures, and using violence as a means of solving problems. The artists talk about their worlds full of darkness and suffering through their music, giving voice to their struggles and experiences.
Line by Line Meaning
In a world of misery
Amidst a place filled with sadness and despair
Within this, three planets collide
In this realm, three powerful forces collaborate
Brotha Lynch, Dalima, Tech N9ne
The talented artists Brotha Lynch, Dalima, and Tech N9ne
Bring you along for the ride
Invite you to join them on their journey
Wait a minute, I'm from the West Coast Conference
Hold on, I hail from the West Coast rap scene
Like Kobe or James Worthy
Comparable to basketball legends Kobe Bryant or James Worthy
You could just call me the King of the Valley
You may refer to me as the ruler of this area
All I need is a game jersey
I only require a basketball jersey to showcase my skills
Nigga nuts and guts get served up
I mercilessly deliver violence and brutality
When I get it, I'll spit enough, aim sturdy
Once I obtain power, my words will be forceful and precise
Cut it up, gut it up, with colds cuts
Dissect and mutilate with precision
And in a oven I'll heat it up, came dirty
I will then cook and serve it, tainted with a malicious intent
I be off'a that Crip tonight
Tonight, my mindset aligns with the Crip gang
Turn 'em into liquid ice, paint his jersey
Transform my victims into lifeless bodies, staining their clothing
Leave 'em in the back of the alcove
Abandon their remains in a hidden place
Like Helter Skelt', stick it to 'em like velcro
Similar to the Helter Skelter cult, I attach myself to their demise
Nigga, I'm a bitch killer
I am a murderer of men
I'm a dig a ditch, quick to rip ya
I will dig a grave and swiftly tear you apart
Paint a murder picture wit'cha
Depict a gruesome crime scene involving you
I'm a jack knife, strip ya that night
I will stab and undress you during the evening
Split your legs open and dick you
Violently spread your legs and violate you sexually
But them quick into rippin' your guts
Swiftly proceed to tear apart your internal organs
Deep heat, deplete you with the meat cleaver
Utilize a heated instrument to mercilessly carve you apart
That I didn't see you either
Unable to perceive your presence
Phone call or receiver, court order delete you
A phone call or legal order will erase you completely
Tech ordered the meat, I'm bringin' the seasonage
Tech N9ne requested the victim, and I provide the method of killing
And a suicide note, do-or-die Loc
Accompanied by a letter intended to make it seem like suicide
Keys in the backseat, cut necks
Victims with their car keys in the backseat, I will slit their throats
Some sexist 'bout to kidnap Brotha Lynch
A sexist individual is planning to abduct Brotha Lynch
I'm neckless, expect this
I am relentless in my pursuit, be prepared for my actions
(Welcome to my world)
Welcome to my dark and twisted reality
Where hearts are broken, and bars
A place filled with emotional pain and prison bars
Are open, potions pullin' me closer
As I indulge in mind-altering substances, they draw me nearer
(Welcome to my world)
Welcome to the realm where I reside
Dark's my ocean, my Ark is floatin'
The darkness surrounds me like an endless sea, my refuge is a floating vessel
But not livin' like I'm supposed to
However, I am unable to fulfill my expected destiny
('Cause I be Dalima, motherfuckers hatin' me for the longest)
I am Dalima, disliked by numerous individuals for an extended period of time
Could it be critical 'cause I'm lyrically flawless?
Is the reason for the hatred due to my impeccable lyrical skills?
And if I'm heated I cannot be mentally cautious?
When I become angry, I lose all sense of restraint
(Diggin' the pain) I get deep peepin' the flame
By embracing my own suffering, I gain a profound understanding
Only can I be held accountable for makin' the change
I am solely responsible for initiating transformation
To whatever regards are gonna be (Insane)
Regardless of how outrageous they may seem
In the middle of a stage, I'm bustin' like a 12-Gauge
Performing on the center stage, I unleash my powerful words
You can never bring it to a nigga that'll hang you up
You can never challenge someone who will leave you hanging, metaphorically or potentially literally
Slip a couple millions up in your drink for you
I will secretly drug your drink, deceiving you with thoughts of wealth
Homicidal with the fully-loaded rifle
I possess a homicidal nature, armed with a fully-loaded firearm
An undecided of whether or not I can peel brains or guts
Undecided on whether to remove your brain or intestines
(I get spaced out sometimes)
There are moments when I become disconnected from reality
And it's like I'm a heathen, whether or not you believe it
It often seems as if I am a savage, regardless of your beliefs
Everytime I rap a motherfucker stop breathin'
Whenever I rap, it has a profound impact, leaving people breathless
Have you ever been in a dilemma for a reason? (Nah)
Have you ever faced a complex situation with a purpose? (No)
Well, let me introduce you to the crucial upliftin' future (Indeed)
Allow me to present to you a significant and enlightening path forward
Recruit you and seduce you to the mutual group of (My friends' souls)
I will bring you into the collective of souls, forming a unified group
Nigga you better get ready 'cause
Prepare yourself, as things are about to change
We done put together the fettiest chemical frame
We have combined the most potent elements, creating a powerful concoction
Energetic when I let it, embed it in your brain
When I unleash this energy, it will be imprinted in your mind
Tech N9ne, Dalima, Brotha Lynch like
Tech N9ne, Dalima, and Brotha Lynch united
(Fight this phantom, your freakin' family will fall flat)
Confront this insubstantial entity, and your entire family will suffer
Bunk Bianca's beat 'em black and blue with a baseball bat
I will ruthlessly beat them mercilessly with a baseball bat
I might be a small cat, but I won't use discretion
Although I may appear insignificant, I have no regard for caution
Hit 'em with a weapon, if he steppin' with a mall rat
I will attack them with a weapon if they associate with low-level criminals
20 minus 11, I make 'em all scat!
Subtracting 11 from 20, I instill intense fear in all of them
Not prosperous now, Tech's not with his crowd
Currently experiencing a lack of success, Tech N9ne is separated from his supporters
He's lost in his clouds
Tech N9ne is engulfed in his own thoughts and fantasies
Rather be off'ed than soft with his style
He would prefer death over compromising his unique artistic approach
I got hopes that my life might get better
I still hold onto the possibility of a brighter future
But I've been broke, so I might swipe your chedder
Due to financial struggles, I may resort to stealing from you
You better get ready to give me, I got a vendetta
Prepare to relinquish your possessions, as I have a deep-seated grudge
Comin' to get it, whether weed or money, whatever
I am coming to acquire it, be it marijuana or cash, regardless of the cost
Nobody said it was gonna be easy, people deceive me
Nobody warned me it would be straightforward, people often betray my trust
Or leave me in the dark and buried off in Necropolis
They abandon me in the unknown and confined space of the city of the dead
One day you gon' see on me TV, you better believe me
One day, you will witness my success on television, so you better have faith in me
Takin' over this and never the opposite
I am seizing control and will never be submissive
Rewrite my life, gimme light, inner fight for what's right
I am determined to rewrite my life, seeking enlightenment and battling for justice
Allah Liberate, Cuidado
A plea for liberation from a divine power, accompanied by caution
151 Rum is how we run from slim sums, then comes Diablo
We escape from meager financial situations by consuming strong alcohol, then the devil arrives
I need a medic 'cause I murder energetic
I require medical assistance as my energetic nature often leads to violence
In the cerebellum never tell 'em I got
Deep within my brain, I possess a secret
One of the worst problems in the Medulla Oblongata
One of the most severe issues lies within the critical part of my brain
And you ought to go in one hell of a shot!
And you will meet a terrible fate!
No more darkness, how did I start this?
I will no longer be controlled by darkness, how did I initiate this change?
Feelin' bizarre shit, like kickin' your carcass
Experiencing strange emotions, such as the desire to harm you physically
I am the ruler in my kingdom and my Dark Seas hot
I am the dominant force within my realm, and my intimidating presence is formidable
Step into My World and your heartbeat stop!
Enter my realm and feel the fear of your heart ceasing to beat!
Lyrics ยฉ CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: ALESSANDRO S NARDONE, GERALD ALAN II TERWILLIGER, JASON H TERWILLIGER, PASQUALE JAMES GASPERINI
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@MacLethal
Still one of my favorite Tech N9ne songs. I'm never one to say someone "stole the show" on any song, but Lynch ate this track alive.
@rickyreinneck4515
I dont know that chorus is on point bro!
@slimyzombie
they're all hard as fuck.... but lynch is my favorite no fuckin doubt... GRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!
@jeffreyking2213
aint that the truth, tech got a thing for puttin the right people on the right tracks, honestly surprised you ain't been called to the plate though mac.
@thedeleted117
GRRRR
@coggear1135
Lul
@scrim3828
I remember when my dad used to bump to this album back in the days. RIP Dad 7/13/16
@user-wk4uc7lz4k
oh , shit, man((( so sorry hear 'bout it... for real . no fucking sarcasm
@shinoki407
R.i.p toย Your Pops dude.......One Love
@jkudder9609
R.I.P. to your dad bro, stay strong man