
My Own Zone Tech N9ne (Ft. Dizzy Wright & Futuristic)
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[Intro: Tech N9ne]
When opinions from your peers suck
And no, we ain't about tears much
With no fear tucked
We just tell 'em what?
[Chorus: Tech N9ne & Krizz Kaliko]
I don't care, I'm in my own zone
I won't spare, nightmare, I'm gon' blow
I don't care, I'm in my own zone
I won't spare, nightmare, I'm gon' blow
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
They say Tech lost it, Tech's frosted
And that's exactly what you find up under Tech, faux shit
Put a X cross it 'cause Tech bosses
And you'll concur if ever you took a peak of Tech's offices
Demons trying to fly
But they cannot reach us because we too high in the sky
Only time we see you slam diss is when we transmit
From our planet to get your evil language and shit
Ain't no best lives for you to break up
Tech N9ne's a gouda maker
With the cabbage I turn up and you know that set lies in a rutabaga
I blew the place up
Flowing for freedom for real and you the faker
My Buddha blaze up and my choppin' is in a shooter's nature, aye
I'll forever make you shuffle your feet, buckle the weak
Steppin' to me? I'll give you knuckles to eat, aye
In my zone until I see it's trouble you seek
Knock out a couple of teeth, that's a couple's retreat, yeah
When opinions from your peers suck
And no, we ain't about tears much
With no fear tucked
We just tell 'em what?
[Chorus: Tech N9ne & Krizz Kaliko]
I don't care, I'm in my own zone
I won't spare, nightmare, I'm gon' blow
I don't care, I'm in my own zone
I won't spare, nightmare, I'm gon' blow
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
They say Tech lost it, Tech's frosted
And that's exactly what you find up under Tech, faux shit
Put a X cross it 'cause Tech bosses
And you'll concur if ever you took a peak of Tech's offices
Demons trying to fly
But they cannot reach us because we too high in the sky
Only time we see you slam diss is when we transmit
From our planet to get your evil language and shit
Ain't no best lives for you to break up
Tech N9ne's a gouda maker
With the cabbage I turn up and you know that set lies in a rutabaga
I blew the place up
Flowing for freedom for real and you the faker
My Buddha blaze up and my choppin' is in a shooter's nature, aye
I'll forever make you shuffle your feet, buckle the weak
Steppin' to me? I'll give you knuckles to eat, aye
In my zone until I see it's trouble you seek
Knock out a couple of teeth, that's a couple's retreat, yeah
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