[Intro: Tech N9ne]
Niggas in Mizzou ain't changed
Make ya have to let loose thangs
[Chorus: Zuse]
Have you ever seen a MAC-11?
New TEC-9 with the extension
HK, AK-47
Mayday, man down, call the reverend
I put that on the bible, boy, count your blessings
Put that on the bible, boy, count your blessings
Put that on the bible, boy, count your blessings
Put that on the bible, boy, count your blessings
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
I felt like they tone said "I'm comin' to get ya"
Well, that's when all of the heavy artillery come in the picture
And luckily 'cause of your past, you can have someone assist ya
I was raised a cool brother but these motherfuckers went and summoned a nigga!
I swore to never let a man's hands take me to my grave, nigga
With my fortune, I'ma get to torchin', like Orkin I spray nigga
I know they dyin' to get it with the N9ne
That's fine, they wanna make a nigga do the woop
So I'ma take the carbine and put it to ya mind
It's goin' through you, not around ya like a hula hoop
Put that on the bible, if ya fuckin' with Tech, get the rifles
Totally trippin', tryna take my title, lift you right up in the sky with the Eiffel
If you psycho, you can do this, if he chooses to be foolish
The gun never loses, never give you the deuces
Nigga, this is Su'Wu biz, ahh!
Let me calm my nerves, I'ma simply put this on the word
If ya hella aggravated 'cause of a song ya heard from the N9na
I smoke a nigga like my ganja herb
I'm on the verge, no life beyond the surge
When I bomb, ya served, what does one deserve?
But a head stompin', now put ya teeth on the curb, nigga!?
Niggas in Mizzou ain't changed
Make ya have to let loose thangs
[Chorus: Zuse]
Have you ever seen a MAC-11?
New TEC-9 with the extension
HK, AK-47
Mayday, man down, call the reverend
I put that on the bible, boy, count your blessings
Put that on the bible, boy, count your blessings
Put that on the bible, boy, count your blessings
Put that on the bible, boy, count your blessings
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
I felt like they tone said "I'm comin' to get ya"
Well, that's when all of the heavy artillery come in the picture
And luckily 'cause of your past, you can have someone assist ya
I was raised a cool brother but these motherfuckers went and summoned a nigga!
I swore to never let a man's hands take me to my grave, nigga
With my fortune, I'ma get to torchin', like Orkin I spray nigga
I know they dyin' to get it with the N9ne
That's fine, they wanna make a nigga do the woop
So I'ma take the carbine and put it to ya mind
It's goin' through you, not around ya like a hula hoop
Put that on the bible, if ya fuckin' with Tech, get the rifles
Totally trippin', tryna take my title, lift you right up in the sky with the Eiffel
If you psycho, you can do this, if he chooses to be foolish
The gun never loses, never give you the deuces
Nigga, this is Su'Wu biz, ahh!
Let me calm my nerves, I'ma simply put this on the word
If ya hella aggravated 'cause of a song ya heard from the N9na
I smoke a nigga like my ganja herb
I'm on the verge, no life beyond the surge
When I bomb, ya served, what does one deserve?
But a head stompin', now put ya teeth on the curb, nigga!?
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