[Intro: Tech N9ne]
Eee-yuh
Eee-yuh yuh
Eee-yuh
Eee-yuh yuh yuh yuh
Tech N9ne and Strange Music still flying high in 2021
Others might be at the end but we've just begun
All hail number one
Negative bums, when we outside, no see umz
Don't nobody want none
Let's go
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
I'ma be honest, I am astonished
When I'm reading what you typing it's like you really hooked on phonics
Fucking ebonics
Message coming through like you really want it
I am bionic whenever I palm it
See the lighters coming at you like comets
And right through your bonnet, make your mama vomit
But you running from me likе you was Sonic
Why they invisible when it rеally hit the fan? Damn chickens
I'ma let you know why, 'cause I got the blam-blam kicking
With the clam man, listen, get the fam-bam tripping
You become what a muslim think of a ham sandwich in a Imam lamb kitchen
Saying to myself, when I see him I'ma heat 'em because I can't stand bitching
Vietnam ambition
Layin' to his health I'ma bleed him if I meet him, and from the land transition
Talk a lot online, never meet up with us, cleaver this fuck
But you won't show 'cause you're the beaver, you're bust
Feed you the dust
Go grieve 'em as I walk with more freedom
But it would be magical to grab the foe
I had to show but no see umz (Where y'all at?)
Eee-yuh
Eee-yuh yuh
Eee-yuh
Eee-yuh yuh yuh yuh
Tech N9ne and Strange Music still flying high in 2021
Others might be at the end but we've just begun
All hail number one
Negative bums, when we outside, no see umz
Don't nobody want none
Let's go
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
I'ma be honest, I am astonished
When I'm reading what you typing it's like you really hooked on phonics
Fucking ebonics
Message coming through like you really want it
I am bionic whenever I palm it
See the lighters coming at you like comets
And right through your bonnet, make your mama vomit
But you running from me likе you was Sonic
Why they invisible when it rеally hit the fan? Damn chickens
I'ma let you know why, 'cause I got the blam-blam kicking
With the clam man, listen, get the fam-bam tripping
You become what a muslim think of a ham sandwich in a Imam lamb kitchen
Saying to myself, when I see him I'ma heat 'em because I can't stand bitching
Vietnam ambition
Layin' to his health I'ma bleed him if I meet him, and from the land transition
Talk a lot online, never meet up with us, cleaver this fuck
But you won't show 'cause you're the beaver, you're bust
Feed you the dust
Go grieve 'em as I walk with more freedom
But it would be magical to grab the foe
I had to show but no see umz (Where y'all at?)
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