Now It’s On Tech N9ne (Ft. Lejo (USA))

[Intro]
Wicked, wicked, now it's on

[Verse 1: Lejo]
I murder your whole city
Nigga like Frank Nitty - hideous, insidious
Niggas betta give me respect when I flex comin'
Tech flows like amphibians
From here to the Caribbeans
Unexplored territories like Venus
Niggas never seen the team that seems keenest
Impairing your mind like Zimas
Infrared beamers, keep your posse on my penis

[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
Now it's on
Wicked shit is the link - a middle west flex
The abyss to this bitch who diss this clique
Bliss is hanging that bitch by the clitoris
You get spit on, shit on, hit on, get on
The dick of this slick niggara
But you can always call the N9na
A killer in America - Amerikilla

[Verse 3: Lejo]
I got skills to kill like overdosing pills
Blood spills for million dollar bills
You can't try to peel this or feel the illness
Of a nigga that's coming out real (Real)
I don't know why nigga you living a lie
And plus I despise those who try
A nigga like I this high and fly and sly
Midwestside, so you just might die