[Intro: Krizz Kaliko & Tech N9ne]
Tech N9ne, Killer, July 1st
Make me wanna smoke something, ya know what I mean?
Ya, that's huge man, in his head, don't call me back!
Do you wanna light tonight? (Strange Music)
Put your lighters up to the sky (C'mon)
Wanna hit it once or twice? (Tech N9ne, baby)
Put your lighters way up high
Strange Music, '08
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
Hello, the name's Tech, hello, polite fellow
From the height Mr. Righteous and I'm nice and mellow
But when I introduce myself, the least you niggas can do is jeff
I swallowed my tongue so much for punks, that I ain't got no juices left
You tell them your name, they like, "I know you, you ain't gotta tell me"
Off in the club, full of Patron, and hella Belve, tell me
Do you need a light? 'Cause your spite's not right
You looking to fight, I'm ready to smoke something tonight
And I ain't talking about no pipe to smoke, this get you nice and soaked
Steamin' meanin' demon, your life's a joke
I'm an animal, he think he cocky, but he soft as Barry Manilow
Can a bro go Hannibal so Bozo, then he pop ten shots? He flammable
You like the ganja, we like ya gone for
Please don't make Tech Neez squeeze like anaconda
Pleads, and owe me weeds, you'll see, because you under
Freeze 'cause KC G's breathe bringin' the thunder (July 1st)
Tech N9ne, Killer, July 1st
Make me wanna smoke something, ya know what I mean?
Ya, that's huge man, in his head, don't call me back!
Do you wanna light tonight? (Strange Music)
Put your lighters up to the sky (C'mon)
Wanna hit it once or twice? (Tech N9ne, baby)
Put your lighters way up high
Strange Music, '08
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
Hello, the name's Tech, hello, polite fellow
From the height Mr. Righteous and I'm nice and mellow
But when I introduce myself, the least you niggas can do is jeff
I swallowed my tongue so much for punks, that I ain't got no juices left
You tell them your name, they like, "I know you, you ain't gotta tell me"
Off in the club, full of Patron, and hella Belve, tell me
Do you need a light? 'Cause your spite's not right
You looking to fight, I'm ready to smoke something tonight
And I ain't talking about no pipe to smoke, this get you nice and soaked
Steamin' meanin' demon, your life's a joke
I'm an animal, he think he cocky, but he soft as Barry Manilow
Can a bro go Hannibal so Bozo, then he pop ten shots? He flammable
You like the ganja, we like ya gone for
Please don't make Tech Neez squeeze like anaconda
Pleads, and owe me weeds, you'll see, because you under
Freeze 'cause KC G's breathe bringin' the thunder (July 1st)
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