Table and Chest Press Tech N9ne
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[Intro: Tech N9ne]
(Whoo Kid!) Yo
I'm about to take it back to sixth grade on y'all
When I ain't had no beats
I just beat on the table
And my chest like this
[Chorus]
I'm here to give you my table and chest stress
Life is so full of fear like an A-I-D-S test
When you're covered in wet sex with no glove and you're just vexed
Because life is so less blessed, feel like death is the best bet
I'm here to give you my table and chest stress
Life is so full of fear like an A-I-D-S test
When you're covered in wet sex with no glove and you're just vexed
Because life is so less blessed, feel like death is the best bet
[Verse 1]
I mean, ain't no way up out of this dream
Nowhere to skip a scene [?] demons stuck on the screen
So I'm in a rush to bring serene livin' within Neen's green
But things seem bleak and a bit steamed for the king's team
Major corporations fire 'em, I feel obligated to hire 'em
High is desired, I'm wired, my empire is tiresome
But if she fly, I'll invite her to my asylum
Alumni, find relaxation off in her bonsai
This bad season got me in my new pad sneezin'
Sicker than motherfuckers singin' [?] N9na [?] but I guess they had reason
'Til I had freakin' ash leakin' that seep in
Crass deacon, givin' my sermon off of my sick and twisted class teachin'
You see now, this ain't no fuckin' freestyle
My people are starvin' to eat now with the Angela Yee gal and Philippe child
Niggas is ready to freak out, yeah, I got a little money to piece out
To some but the rest'll be plottin' on N9na, wanna stick me up like a decal
(Whoo Kid!) Yo
I'm about to take it back to sixth grade on y'all
When I ain't had no beats
I just beat on the table
And my chest like this
[Chorus]
I'm here to give you my table and chest stress
Life is so full of fear like an A-I-D-S test
When you're covered in wet sex with no glove and you're just vexed
Because life is so less blessed, feel like death is the best bet
I'm here to give you my table and chest stress
Life is so full of fear like an A-I-D-S test
When you're covered in wet sex with no glove and you're just vexed
Because life is so less blessed, feel like death is the best bet
[Verse 1]
I mean, ain't no way up out of this dream
Nowhere to skip a scene [?] demons stuck on the screen
So I'm in a rush to bring serene livin' within Neen's green
But things seem bleak and a bit steamed for the king's team
Major corporations fire 'em, I feel obligated to hire 'em
High is desired, I'm wired, my empire is tiresome
But if she fly, I'll invite her to my asylum
Alumni, find relaxation off in her bonsai
This bad season got me in my new pad sneezin'
Sicker than motherfuckers singin' [?] N9na [?] but I guess they had reason
'Til I had freakin' ash leakin' that seep in
Crass deacon, givin' my sermon off of my sick and twisted class teachin'
You see now, this ain't no fuckin' freestyle
My people are starvin' to eat now with the Angela Yee gal and Philippe child
Niggas is ready to freak out, yeah, I got a little money to piece out
To some but the rest'll be plottin' on N9na, wanna stick me up like a decal
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