Roll Call Tech N9ne (Ft. JL, Joey Cool, King Iso, Lex Bratcher, Rittz & X-Raided)

[Intro: DJ Doc]
Strangers come out to play
(Wyshmaster on the beat)
Strangers come out to play

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
I am A-Aaron, I'm everywhere like say Breyon
I don’t like the false and fakes they spawn
So when the tapes on I spray napalm
Don't like the way lake Lanier was made race dom-
-Ination hate I get impatient, mate
When I hear an amazing break
So when invasion wakes, I play Draymond, uh
Ceiling fan in the winter, micro dose in the cinema
A winnеr feelin' grand when I’m in her, healin' fans in a sprintеr
I go both grim and sinister, I mess with the rare ones
Never rollin' with the scare-some
Proclamation from the mayor done
It's really no comparison, my energy, beware, never glare, bums
My aura's something like a flare gun, or Bruce Leroy
I'ma Troost B. Boy, and I boost thee noise, and I do be poised
But with the swimmin' I am who's devoid
Don’t ever make a goofy choice
And lie profusely, we spooky, and you p’noid (Rrr)
I used to like a lusty life
Now I need that like a Muslim (Bruh) need Christ
Don't let nobody touch me twice
If they don’t know it's rude to say "it must be nice"