Lyrics Whip It - Tech N9ne

Haha, Tech N9ne, baby! And this one is dedicated to all the ghettos across America!
Kutt Calhoun, I mean the nigga hood baby, just check it out, Niggas just so, just so, AAAH!

So
I'm fresh up out the store
Straight to the liquor store
I'm about to go cop me a fifth of B and hit the road
I got that Keyshia Cole
But niggas wanting dro
It will make your shoulders lean so when you see me nigga???

I'm in the Chevy the same color as Coca Leaf
Caramel guts, 26 armored up when they notice me
I know these streets; scenic routes in and outs where them rollers be
Make the change, top of the game, right where they supposed to be
Elly-Wellys? we call them lovies; thats when you soak a tree
And get the scoop and smoke panoramic moments
That offer ease
I hold the key; just like a mayor got what you want and need
So yuck at me???????
But fuck with me and you could be missin just like the suckers flee
Sucka-free, such an ease niggas don't really fuck with these
But the???? They taking over and to your much achieved
Hushing me sort of like Trent Green where Russians be

I'm from the city where the bullets go zang if you let them go
And we don't talk if niggas go bang its a yes or no
And blue and red color-flags hang just to let you know
I tell you its a pretty big thang if you reppin Mo'
And niggas speak a slightly different slang if you hit the coke
What it do and what is it mean the same, its just who you know
But I can hit you niggas to some Cane that will leave your nose bleedin
Leave you that vintage from your brain if you bring the dough

I'm part Animal and Part Confucious
Part Achilles, part Zeus, but my heart's Medusas
Running wild through the inner-city, marked a nuisance
Chop pills and Israeli haunts the new kids
Who don't have no idea how to cock and shoot ya
Just shoot, hop the fences to the ghettos acoustics
I'm Bruce, and stacy niggas goan Dance for music
I'm Proof, and got the game on Grab like nooses
Blown Fuses