[Intro: Tech N9ne]
Can you count sucka?
This is 29032 feet
Too up! To hear your whispers on the street
Shaq on stilts

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
For me to hear your shit I gotta come down
Tryna hide best believe you gonna be dumbfound
So far away from ground
Away from your terrible turbulent tyrannic tongue sounds
Dude's hoarse from the fly talking
Aw you trying to make me use force but I'm skywalking
You down there with your stride often, lies crossing any and every because you petty, then you die (Caution!)
Don't ever try to reach me
If you E-V-I-L beastly your heat is beneath me
Pun intended, you shot it but none ascended
This god is the one offended, you a beach to caliche
Yeah, the boss in red, my thoughts once said
Tower over your talking heads
But once in a lifetime you caught them legs
Swinging down on the negativeness of the walking dead
Trying to

[Chorus: Tech N9ne]
Reach us
Nanananana nanananana nanananana
We up
Nanananana nanananana nanananana
Reach us
Nanananana nanananana nanananana
We up
Nanananana nanananana nanananana
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