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• Artiste: Tech N9ne
• Titre: Strangeulation, Vol. II - Cypher III
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I'm proud to present this cypher to my technicians, cause this one has been a long time coming. So I called on my big homie Big Scoob, and my lil' homie; JL B. Hood. Let's go Yeah, aha, Big Fella Back pushin' that trap shit to your tracklist Tecca Ninna's new package, Big Fella gon' snap bitch Whip game, I'm magic, front flips, no backflips Still eatin' old passed whips, looky here, these facts, bitch (yeah!) Big Fella y'all know me man, show me, homie, I'm still the same I'm a little older got a little colder, I'm still the soldier, I'm blowing flames Time to get, what's happening blood? This don't get it I'm acting up Y'all ain't with it then I'ma go get it and shit but it ain't on the back on the bus Nah, I'm just fuckin' with it, bickin' back and having fun Bullshit I'm having none, pussy niggas best hold their tongue Flip a switch and I'm with the shit get to clapping clips and I'm banging drums Ignorant with this ignant shit and my only wish is you come get some! I told you bitches where the fuck I'm from Showed you this is where the luck might run Out for the doubt, what you do with your mouth About to be part of the reason I come and bust my gun Finicky front and wanna be just like them Niggas a boar be hunted just like one This no war nor kid time son, it's a warning do nothing dumb You can feel what it is when exposed to the G’s A real one exists this close to the lead Get a hold of the disk you suppose to believe The show is a trip and the flows a disease Coke gotta fizz, got zones of the trees I'ma never let em live, let alone let 'em breathe Not a fuck I could give, like "fucks? What are these?" Pros we official, the hoes Lebanese Strange got the game in a guillotine choke Language aim seen finna be quoted, know it ain't my enemy hope Swank if you can't consider me dope Ya skank wanna grope me and Joey Cool both On the bull with a 7, no Tony Kukoc Bitch check in though whenever you post They come out the wood works, know whenever you close You know what I'm yelling know somebody better tell em Hard head make a soft ass lemme get 'em Up in art class was the only time he drew a weapon Up the bar blurred lines I'm a urban legend No T.I. TMI but im fucking with protection Paper work in red like I'm making a correction Select what I said, hope you making the connection We come at a nigga head, it come off him in a second Me and Tech got high said we finna do work Spat hot lava finna shoot first You expect not vibe, I could only do church If my nigga was alive I am in the booth hurt! Know that I ride, why I tell em B. Hood You would look odd in my neck of the woods If I really wanna slide in your hoe I could But I'm God with a double O, you know I'm good Step like I should! I steps like a real should, papered but still hood We whip it real good Aye, we makin' your bitches feel good Yank dick and still could, We whip it real good I steps like a real should, papered but still hood We whip it real good Aye, we makin' your bitches feel good Yank dick and still could, We whip it real good