[Intro]
What's sizzlin'?
Demons, angels, and civilians
Welcome to my purgatory party, baby
They say it ain't nothin' but farms where we from
They think we can't do no one harm where we from
Gorillas and killers and thugs from abyss
Tech N9ne make 'em breathe
Like what? Like this
Kansas City, wake up
Yo, like this
[Verse 1]
One, and then comes the two to the three and four
Two-thousand Tecca N9na is hardkore with a K
See me step up on the track like a thug
Make it pound at Westend then make a dub
To the homies in jail, when you making bail
Time to act an idiot, a lot not just a little bit
Watch when Kansas City hit, (Tech N9ne's gonna!) spit it
You want this record? (Yeah) Cool, go get it
Hot when the flame's lit (Yo), Glock where the bane sits (Yeah)
Shock when the pain quits (Yeah), Pac would've banged this (Yeah)
Instantaneous when I aim at the miscellaneous
Ask me ask-ask why-why I'm the strangest
Because nobody ever wanted me rappin'
But I knew within me I could make it happen
Flippin' hella different to get it crackin'
Never bitin' nothin' I was never jackin'
Millimeter spittin' rippin' up a show and
Got the people trippin' everywhere we go and
Now we gettin' you to know that misery is comin'
We were summoned now the haters runnin' when we gunnin'
BOW! Yo, you don't know!
That I'm 'bout to blow, K. C. M. O.! Better bang this!
People make their jokes and say we off to see the wizard
Well, me and Dorothy and Toto's on yo ass when you visit!
What's sizzlin'?
Demons, angels, and civilians
Welcome to my purgatory party, baby
They say it ain't nothin' but farms where we from
They think we can't do no one harm where we from
Gorillas and killers and thugs from abyss
Tech N9ne make 'em breathe
Like what? Like this
Kansas City, wake up
Yo, like this
[Verse 1]
One, and then comes the two to the three and four
Two-thousand Tecca N9na is hardkore with a K
See me step up on the track like a thug
Make it pound at Westend then make a dub
To the homies in jail, when you making bail
Time to act an idiot, a lot not just a little bit
Watch when Kansas City hit, (Tech N9ne's gonna!) spit it
You want this record? (Yeah) Cool, go get it
Hot when the flame's lit (Yo), Glock where the bane sits (Yeah)
Shock when the pain quits (Yeah), Pac would've banged this (Yeah)
Instantaneous when I aim at the miscellaneous
Ask me ask-ask why-why I'm the strangest
Because nobody ever wanted me rappin'
But I knew within me I could make it happen
Flippin' hella different to get it crackin'
Never bitin' nothin' I was never jackin'
Millimeter spittin' rippin' up a show and
Got the people trippin' everywhere we go and
Now we gettin' you to know that misery is comin'
We were summoned now the haters runnin' when we gunnin'
BOW! Yo, you don't know!
That I'm 'bout to blow, K. C. M. O.! Better bang this!
People make their jokes and say we off to see the wizard
Well, me and Dorothy and Toto's on yo ass when you visit!
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