[Tech N9ne] And I'm back to the drama,
And a loveable act extractin at y'all
Give me a reason why this season
is ceasin a sin season of grievin
I grim greed and the speeds
Everybody around me downs me and
it astounds me profoundly
Whether they hound me or clown
me tryna keep my mind calm
I keep six soundly around me all
through my town and your county
But i hit that ground cause
i found i'm a walkin time bomb
I feel like a fuckin maniac,
in public when a flip the zaniac
They love it nigga this ain't actin
When i'm full of money nigga
When your dream boat sails
regular job and start to rob
Went crazy when losin your
lady your heart harden so,
I'ma keep it insane with my
And use it as bait for niggas who hate
and wanna resurrect samhein
with a short end of a stick i'ma stick niggas
Cap peela, you don't want me to be that when I snap,
One, two, GP's comin for you
Three, four, Tecca's at your door
Five, six, got guns and clips
Seven, eight, they seld your faith
One, two, GP's comin for you
Three, four, Tecca's at your door
Five, six, got guns and clips
Seven, eight, they seld your
you fake think you way cool
Mistakes you gon make you
gon pay with your face too
In case spray you lay you on
From bullets that break you
You know i'm gon get cash,
i know that you spit trash
Collide with you quick crash,
I'm not what you think that,
i won't get the clips back
I don't hesitate to grab the gun and pow
GP comin through, nigga what you gon do
Click boom, you don't wanna
When i come in with a crew,
Liquid Assassin, i'ma ride for mine
Bitch ass nigga, i'ma die for mine
One two to your chest and
Ain't nobody get best of me
I put you through more pain
I don't really give a damn,
You don't want me to even
Slide to your pad and i'm
These boys are sick, these boys are foul
On a lay face down, just ask me how
If you piss me off homie,
then it's straight fuckin over
Cause my trigger finger switchin
I ain't gon stop, it just ain't in me
Even if the prison is right
I'll slide right in, hollow tips in my clip
unless you give me my shit
i'm gon teach you a lesson
When I come through and ride,
you consider it a blessing
cause I hate you like a motherfucker
'bout to make your mother suffer
(?) and ropes, pistols and gauges
The world wants us dead like
We came in, we cock em, we
Years from now they'll say that