[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
The- the- the reason that I'm breathin'
Seeping heat, it gets me cheese, why I'm eaten in Bad Season
Was deep in beef and was needing some beats to release in evenings
Instead of me being up and bleeding with thieves and heathens with keys and obstacles
Made it possible for the flow, gotta be profitable
Yo Tech's audible, his inaugural product popped, it was plausible
God is so good for giving me music!
Liftin', gettin' me through when I was fixing to lose it
Dudes hit Big Scoob's shit and rep in the blue tip
Fool's skipped with Scoob scritch, we jumped in the 2 whip
Full clips for who stick the homie for true grit
My crew, thanks to music, we all living through it
Got me out of the ghetto, got me mucho dinero
In Cozumel, Mexico, shorts and Jordans and a sombrero
This gift ain't given from a devil, so settle
Come and get this rebel music that's hot as a kettle, pendejo
Saved my life, paid my lights, made my wife, say "Bye Bye"
Gave my night babes I like, prayed my mic
Would never fade, forever slayed, days I write
My cheddar raised, a better faze, way high height
My music's one reason I always get to lay my pipe
The reason Tech N9na can comfortably say "Night, night"
Blessed me with original flow, so hey! Why bite?
I hear, I feel, I live, listen and learn
I like...
The- the- the reason that I'm breathin'
Seeping heat, it gets me cheese, why I'm eaten in Bad Season
Was deep in beef and was needing some beats to release in evenings
Instead of me being up and bleeding with thieves and heathens with keys and obstacles
Made it possible for the flow, gotta be profitable
Yo Tech's audible, his inaugural product popped, it was plausible
God is so good for giving me music!
Liftin', gettin' me through when I was fixing to lose it
Dudes hit Big Scoob's shit and rep in the blue tip
Fool's skipped with Scoob scritch, we jumped in the 2 whip
Full clips for who stick the homie for true grit
My crew, thanks to music, we all living through it
Got me out of the ghetto, got me mucho dinero
In Cozumel, Mexico, shorts and Jordans and a sombrero
This gift ain't given from a devil, so settle
Come and get this rebel music that's hot as a kettle, pendejo
Saved my life, paid my lights, made my wife, say "Bye Bye"
Gave my night babes I like, prayed my mic
Would never fade, forever slayed, days I write
My cheddar raised, a better faze, way high height
My music's one reason I always get to lay my pipe
The reason Tech N9na can comfortably say "Night, night"
Blessed me with original flow, so hey! Why bite?
I hear, I feel, I live, listen and learn
I like...
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