Strange Music Box Tech N9ne (Ft. Brotha Lynch Hung & Krizz Kaliko)

[Intro: Tech N9ne]
Aww, dwaamn!
Do y'all realize what y'all done did? (Hihi)
Y'all done opened up a can of sick-ass
And I'm about to eat y'all quick-fast, hey

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
I've been hibernatin' in the deepest darkest part of Necropolis
Now that I'm poppin' its top, yes I'm the opposite of monogamous
Ménage, I get awkward in this box a bit
Hostile, it's gotta get twist in a knot with this apocolypse
Holla it (Tech-Tech N9ne-N9ne shit, I'm lovin' it)
I'm a drug to this grudge of his, rip my covenant, I'll plug a bitch
Lovin' this mug, this is what the ruckus is, psycho thug with it
Fallin' down like Michael Douglas with the ruggishness
What did I mean, they wonderin' why did I bring this side of my dream?
The N9na's a horror machine, dollar for dollar, I balla for all of my green
Nigga, my name is Inigo Montoya, I got an evil plan for ya
And you're about to get dropped, this box is worse than Pandora
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!
They're gonna laugh at you, 'cause I had to do what I had to do
When tappin' you like Shabba Doo
Beatin' 'em up and shootin' 'em up then stab a few
Sad ya knew that you had your crew and they ass are through
I'm killing 'em, throwin' 'em back at you