[Intro: Tech N9ne]
Freedom of speech, yes
But if you don't need stress, please, do not speak death
You will not be blessed, too late to reset
Should've been speechless
Pray God follows, Allah follows
Saves all who talk
Karma, hold sorrow

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
Whatever I put in the uni
I try to make it bright and not send the gloomy
I'm blocking the looney that's cockin' a tooly
For the talk a lot's a opp that's often with Tumi
Luggage
All around with him, he drug it and tug it
Negatively, then signal the thuggish, rubbish
Keep tryin' to front with the rugged
Gonna make your spirit fade to the back like a mullet (Cha)
I studied the law of attraction
And every action got a rеaction
Makin' waves if you that one, you'll be floatin' without your gеar from PacSun
Always yellin' with the passion, flash 'cause you mad and you laugh none
Talkin' trash, here the trash come, ready to blast one with they dad's gun
What you say can really give you a cut toupee, you get up to grey
You can make a tough dude day, make 'em gush your gut, touché
If a ninja scroll and the shit is what he love to spray
Hope he watched him enough Jubei 'cause a rough crew may
Put you in the dust to lay, huff and puff, it's a must you pay
Seniors doin' junior things
When you act wrong, they come mask on like the rumor gang
When you're callin' to, you're gonna be way worse than a tumorous pain
When the lunar came, they consume your name
Blow you out your bloomers, man
They gonna make that boomer ring
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