Broken chains Lyrycyst (Ft. Tech N9ne)
"Broken Chains" by Lyrycyst (Ft. Tech N9ne), released in 2021, is a #HipHop track that explores themes of struggle, resilience, and personal freedom. The lyrics convey a journey of overcoming obstacles and breaking free from limitations. Unique elements include rapid-fire verses and intricate wordplay, showcasing both artists' lyrical prowess. The song resonates with listeners facing their own challenges, emphasizing empowerment and self-liberation.
[Intro: Tech N9ne (i'm not putting the whole thing cause its really long)]
Here in the streets baby, crazy!
Tech N9ne!
(laughing)
Strange Music represent baby
Tech N9ne and Lyrycyst (Huh)
Like this! (cha)
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
Everybody wanna' get in the middle of my life
Wanna' know about the Nina, the women and my wife
Hella' rumors i get enough off the haters, you can bet they gonna' do it till i die
What i do up in the crilla for rilla is my right, get the women up and flip it then stick it, it's my night, everybody looking at me like i'm a killer, but never looking tech up in the eye
Zing, zing, zing and a one, two, three
Why the negative energy gotta' come through me (me, me)
Teccanina doing this, he doing that, stinging the women like a bumble bee (bee, bee)
Don't believe, everything you hearing up in the streets, capiche?
Don't ever rack your brain (brain, brain)
Tech N9ne, Lyrycyst well if the gift lifts to this, we're gonna break them chains
[Verse 2: Lyrycyst]
What you talkin' about this gossip, drop it
Cause we'll prosper, profit, mark us, but you cannot stop us or lock us in shackles or lockets
We are no novice, can't contain us
We will rock this cause we rap so futuristic like we were taught by spacely sprockets, you got it?
Anybody wanna test this, i'm restless i'll eat ya'll for breakfast
No weapons, just music in my presence
No peasants, you rappers can't touch this, i'm badder and i'm telling all your chadders, i'm not your average cracker
Your lack of innovation makes your music a displacement to the way rappers intended so how can you talk offensive
You're a product for the jingles, you're a hot wheel i'm a diesel
Get some musical talent before you speak of my people
Here in the streets baby, crazy!
Tech N9ne!
(laughing)
Strange Music represent baby
Tech N9ne and Lyrycyst (Huh)
Like this! (cha)
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
Everybody wanna' get in the middle of my life
Wanna' know about the Nina, the women and my wife
Hella' rumors i get enough off the haters, you can bet they gonna' do it till i die
What i do up in the crilla for rilla is my right, get the women up and flip it then stick it, it's my night, everybody looking at me like i'm a killer, but never looking tech up in the eye
Zing, zing, zing and a one, two, three
Why the negative energy gotta' come through me (me, me)
Teccanina doing this, he doing that, stinging the women like a bumble bee (bee, bee)
Don't believe, everything you hearing up in the streets, capiche?
Don't ever rack your brain (brain, brain)
Tech N9ne, Lyrycyst well if the gift lifts to this, we're gonna break them chains
[Verse 2: Lyrycyst]
What you talkin' about this gossip, drop it
Cause we'll prosper, profit, mark us, but you cannot stop us or lock us in shackles or lockets
We are no novice, can't contain us
We will rock this cause we rap so futuristic like we were taught by spacely sprockets, you got it?
Anybody wanna test this, i'm restless i'll eat ya'll for breakfast
No weapons, just music in my presence
No peasants, you rappers can't touch this, i'm badder and i'm telling all your chadders, i'm not your average cracker
Your lack of innovation makes your music a displacement to the way rappers intended so how can you talk offensive
You're a product for the jingles, you're a hot wheel i'm a diesel
Get some musical talent before you speak of my people
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