Текст песни P.R. 2K1 - Tech N9ne
(1st
Verse)
You
want
me
to
jam
I'm
finna
Enter
brain
waves
Pain
from
insane
days
Make
you
sick
Like
bad
mayonnaise
TECH
N9NE
Got
the
remedy
Rhyme
infinity
Criminally
Finna
be
some
shit
I'll
crack
you
open
Like
the
youngest
male
Kennedy.
Got
the
whole
planet
Rocking
off
the
low
blows
Damn
it
I
show
flows
And
poke
hoes
That's
suppose
to
be
yours
Seeing
my
haters
In
the
dark
alley
Tormented
by
mine
Dodging
the
TECH
N9NE
Now
here's
the
message
Liberate
me
Chocolata
tay
Imma
rock
Not
play
Do
the
fuck
what
I
say
Throw
your
souls
in
the
air
Like
this
Flash
your
bar
codes
While
I
stick
'em
With
another
hit
Up
out
of
abyss
The
TECH
N9NE
N9na
Out
to
find
vaginas
Just
a
player
Clubbing
it
Rubbing
it
Loving
that
Creamer
streamer
Might
seem
a
little
extreme
My
thing
When
I
flips
I
gots
to
make
sure
that
it's
hot
Make
the
whole
planet
rock
Like
this
(Chorus)
Make
that
ass
hop
Don't
stop
Down
south
biancs
Make
the
planet
rock
MidWest
Too
much
ass
in
one
room
Rat
tata
tata
tata
Tata
tata
boom
Make
that
ass
hop
Make
that
ass
hop
All
the
ladies
in
the
party
Make
the
planet
rock
See
that
ass
hop
Watch
that
ass
hop
All
the
fellas
like
to
see
you
Make
the
planet
rock
(2nd
Verse)
Call
it
what
you
want
it
Ghetto
futuristical
Get
up
on
it
There's
a
bianc
up
in
my
sector
Can
I
bone
it
Cause
all
we
want
to
do
Is
get
drunk
Get
blowed
Spit
shit
Spark
blunts
And
fuck
hoes
We're
quick
to
beat
a
buster
down
bad
MidWest
Side
put
me
in
the
soundlab
Now
I'm
ton
niviganmad
I
flipped
it
backwards
For
you
flow
snatchers
Blast
y'all
In
the
ass
N9na
playing
fast
ball
Crash
all
Glass
jaws
Mad
y'all
Cause
last
call
I
was
in
the
back
Of
the
club
Banging
the
hell
Outta
this
bad
broad
On
my
planet
We
take
no
haters
for
granted
They
crisscross
Ten
seconds
till
lift
off
Be
soaked
in
pistol
grip
sauce
Ripped
off
The
techniques
complete
heat
Retreat
six
feet
Under
six
feet
Unique
speaks
Freaks
tweak
Never
let
the
beast
seep
Can
it
While
the
trooper
Techa
N9na
Rock
the
planet
(Chorus)
Make
that
ass
hop
Don't
stop
Down
south
biancs
Make
the
planet
rock
MidWest
Too
much
ass
in
one
room
Rat
tata
tata
tata
Tata
tata
boom
Make
that
ass
hop
Make
that
ass
hop
All
the
ladies
in
the
party
Make
the
planet
rock
See
that
ass
hop
Watch
that
ass
hop
All
the
fellas
like
to
see
you
Make
the
planet
rock
(3rd
Verse)
I
got
the
type
of
flow
To
make
'em
make
Scream
3
Six
rappers
being
hunted
By
a
killer
M
C
I
never
kill
the
Bianca's
With
the
36D
I
party
With
the
bitches
On
my
planet
Looking
crispy
Swiftly
Making
rappers
do
Three
sixties
Never
knew
Three
sixes
Other
niggas
Trying
to
dis
me
Be
under
These
prefixes
Non
ill
Malfunctional
N9NE
rambunctional
Never
let
up
On
a
heated
mic
Till
I'm
comfortable
Rogue
style
Fifty-seven
Fifty-six
street
gang
Grips
we
gain
Anybody
wanna
trips
We
bang
Hit
us
with
a
what
Lyrical
head
splitter
Making
hella
hoes
Get
a
nut
Make
'em
put
the
rolls
In
their
butt
Let
a
hoe
be
a
slut
Negro
never
give
a
fuck
Why
the
attitude
N9na
ross
You
got
the
sauce
Nigga
I'm
mad
cause
the
Chiefs
lost
I'm
pissed
off
In
Kansas
City
I'm
straight
from
the
abyss
TECH
N9NE
I
got
the
whole
planet
rocking
with
me
Whole
planet
Rocking
like
this
(Chorus
X2)
Make
that
ass
hop
Don't
stop
Down
south
biancs
Make
the
planet
rock
MidWest
Too
much
ass
in
one
room
Rat
tata
tata
tata
Tata
tata
boom
Make
that
ass
hop
Make
that
ass
hop
All
the
ladies
in
the
party
Make
the
planet
rock
See
that
ass
hop
Watch
that
ass
hop
All
the
fellas
like
to
see
you
Make
the
planet
rock
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