Текст песни Sriracha - Tech N9ne feat. Logic & Joyner Lucas
(Jesus)
Yeah,
yeah,
hell
yeah
Yeah,
yeah,
hell
yeah
Yeah,
yeah,
hell
yeah
Yeah,
yeah,
hell
Froze
over,
when
you
thought
you
could
hold
Yoda
With
flows
older
than
the
first
sold
cold
soda
Grow
more
for
my
bros
those
rojo
soldiers
Them
cincos
are
at
it
again,
blow
doja
I
am
like
Iron
Mike,
back
in
the
day
My
rhyming's
iron
height,
defiant
flight
Try
and
bite,
like
a
razor
in
a
candy
apple
A
taser
in
a
jammy,
tackled
By
a
neighbor
with
the
family
shackles
Laboring
a
man
he's
gaffled
I
get
angry,
I
sip
bombs
(chea!)
on
your
rich
lawn
I
was
brought
up
Muslim
and
Christian
I
been
studying
Chrislam
(chea!)
That's
not
a
thing
so
I
place
this
John
In
your
chicks
palm
Give
her
something
beautiful
to
kiss
on
Till
I
spit
one
to
her
lip
balm
(chea!)
I've
been
rhyming
since
Reagan
in
politics
Polished
it
then
got
a
big
wallet
where
all
of
my
dollars
sit
To
the
wall
is
split,
then
I
gotta
sick
the
casa,
your
god
exists
Cause
a
lot
of
chicks
holler
"Mr.
Chopper
you're
hot
as
shit"
They
say
I'm
the
best
at
what
I
do
After
me
it's
5,
4,
3,
and
2
Sometime
I
think
they
all
gum
bumpin'
So
I
tell
them
all
to
put
that
on
somethin'
Sriracha,
I
put
that
on
everything
Sriracha,
I
put
that
on
everything
Sriracha,
I
put
that
on
everything
Sriracha,
I
put
that
on
everything
Yeah,
I
guess
I'm
supposed
to
come
with
that
fast
flow
Woo!
I
guess
I'm
supposed
to
come
with
that
gas
flow
But
no,
I'ma
just
spit
it,
I'ma
get
it
good
Wish
you
would
tell
me
what
I
should
do
I
don't
know,
hit
the
door
Uh,
yeah,
feel
like
I
been
here
before
Maybe
I
have
but
I
can't
fuck
with
it
Hit
'em
with
a
semiautomatic,
watch
'em
duck
with
it
Speaking
on
lyrical
ability
Everyone
in
my
vicinity
blowing
they
mind
like
Kennedy
I
got
no
love
for
the
enemy,
somebody
tell
me
the
remedy
I'm
like
what's
good,
been
fine
Tell
me
what's
on
your
mind,
rewind
this
shit
My
message
is
beyond
this
shit
I
put
that
on
everything,
I'm
just
being
honest,
shit
So
what's
up,
hold
up
Tech
I'm
sorry
for
the
hold
up
but
I
been
on
the
road
Should
have
had
this
verse
to
your
ass
a
long
time
ago
When
I
put
that
on
everything,
I
ain't
had
a
minute
to
myself
But
I
been
living
like
I
ain't
finna
see
tomorrow
I
ain't
focused
on
no
wealth
I
been
living
good,
I
been
feeling
fine
Pass
the
sriracha,
I
put
that
shit
on
all
of
mine
Busting
like
Columbine
combined
with
a
terrorist's
mind
That's
been
confined
in
four
walls
for
some
time
They
say
I'm
the
best
at
what
I
do
After
me
it's
5,
4,
3,
and
2
Sometime
I
think
they
all
gum
bumpin'
So
I
tell
them
all
to
put
that
on
somethin'
Sriracha,
I
put
that
on
everything
Sriracha,
I
put
that
on
everything
Sriracha,
I
put
that
on
everything
Sriracha,
I
put
that
on
everything
Sriracha,
the
flavor
popper
We
gotcha,
even
haters
jock
us
These
choppers
invade
the
knockers
then
blocker
Disintegrating
every
chakra
eager
to
off
ya
You
can
bet
that
we
doin'
it
proper
When
I
put
the
bullets
in
a
fully
with
a
hoodie
Ain't
nobody
gonna
stop
us
Ain't
nobody
gonna
stop
us,
nobody
gon'
top
us
We
leave
'em
with
no
option,
leave
'em
with
no
conscience
Leave
'em
with
no
oxygen,
leave
'em
with
no
problem
And
even
though
I
could
see
what
they
watchin'
TV
with
a
DVD,
I
can
repeat
When
I
see
these
street
shockin'
Easy,
if
it
need
be
then
I
just
eat
beats
And
I'm
Eazy-E,
Compton
I
eat
meat
like
I'm
EBT
shopping
Credit
Card
Max,
bend
the
bars
back
Fuck
your
hoe,
get
brain
and
all
that
Run
in
your
house
and
bring
your
whore
back
Sever
your
face
and
dead
the
doormat
Who
got
the
keys
to
the
rented
Corvette
Can't
catch
me,
I'm
the
man
in
all
black
I
been
a
nice
chap
since
Catman
on
crack
Fuck
that,
I
been
nice
way
before
that
Can't
ignore
that,
you
can
try
though
But
you
gon'
end
up
next
to
Dido
I'm
that
pen
that
wrote
the
Bible
I'm
on
your
skin
like
vitiligo
Sing
for
the
moment,
I
hit
the
high
note
Someone
please
let
Elton
John
know
Tell
the
lieutenant
I'm
Hect
Camacho
With
a
Catholic
priest
and
the
Pentecostal
Why
you
niggas
wiggidy
wiggidy
wack,
gettidy
get
in
the
back
With
a
umbilical
patch,
jump
in
the
middle
of
the
track
None
of
y'all
niggas
can
act
so
y'all
niggas
are
packed
Come
and
get
it
again,
fuckin'
a
bitch
in
the
whip
Give
me
your
moment
to
fall,
I'm
gonna
fit
in
the
car
I
can
do
better
than
yours,
I
can
be
ready
to
brawl
I
can
be
shattered
and
all,
nobody
want
to
be
hard
Better
be
ready
for
war,
tell
me
who
ready
for
more
Joyner
They
say
I'm
the
best
at
what
I
do
After
me
it's
5,
4,
3,
and
2
Sometime
I
think
they
all
gum
bumpin'
So
I
tell
them
all
to
put
that
on
somethin'
Sriracha,
I
put
that
on
everything
Sriracha,
I
put
that
on
everything
Sriracha,
I
put
that
on
everything
Sriracha,
I
put
that
on
everything
1 Godspeed
2 Need Jesus
3 Sriracha
4 Wifi (Skit)
5 Wifi (WeeFee)
6 Erbody But Me
7 Get Off Me
8 I Get It Now
9 Hold On Me
10 Starting To Turn
11 Poisoning The Well
12 Buss Serves
13 No Runnin To Ya Mama
14 Buddha
15 No Gun Control
16 Anywhere
17 Til I’m Gone
18 The Long Way (feat. Krizz Kaliko)
19 Fuh What?
20 Own Thang
21 Choosin
22 Ignorance
23 Deleted
24 Gridlock
25 Last Day Alive
26 Kansas City
27 Wet
28 Colossus
29 Mind Kcuf
30 We're Not Sorry
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