My Fault Tech N9ne (Ft. Navé Monjo)

[Chorus: Navé Monjo]
They try to take me out the game, but ain't no stoppin' me
No, I'll never change it I don't owe any apologies
Yeah fuck what they thought, I rise and they fall
Got all of these rules just to live by the law
This is my show if I don't get no applause
I'm just bein' me, ain't no way it's my fault, no, no

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
I was rockin' a show back in '03, a pack a people started lovin' me, lowkey
I give 'em a lot of MO sounds, they seen some cats in more towns
Rappers from Cleveland and rappers from OC
Forever bound and lovin' the clever sounds
Were the people seekin' my evil and peepin' the redder clown throwin' down
Lot of love going 'round, got the blood blowin' now
It was a group effort the Juggalos and the Metalheads
The thugs and college kids they boost records
No matter whose neck in the woods, crews get work
All in together, no matter whose net worth
So many years with Whoop Whoop experts
Then something got weird just like a blue Tech shirt
Hot 97 compared the two vet's work
Pretty much said, "They one in the same," ooh that hurts
Somebody you can't compare to anyone
All they knew for sure is that I'm makin' plenty funds
I took offense to the incredible sin he brung
It's some Juggalos took it bad and wanted to gimme guns
Death threats from a couple of tough Jugs
When they leader said I wasn't really givin' enough love on the show
To the Juggalo this is not for all of the family but to the few that is trippin' to Hell you can go