[Intro] You're the one nigga who's a dumb nigga And a bum nigga, you a slum nigga Better run nigga when I come nigga With a gun nigga you a (Bitch!) Buck you, never trust you Never loved you, never was you I'ma touch you, I'ma bust you I'ma crush you, motherfuck you!
[Verse 1] That's my nigga Aaron Yates (Yes) Style lee lee killer Norman Bates (Yes) Holla at me like I'm Ollie Gates (Yes) I'ma put the milli to your face The nerve of ya yellin' you a murderer But ain't nobody ever heard of a Killa killa doing damage off up in suburbia Sinister rhyme minister, Tech N9ne be the menace (Yes, yes) Diminish ya, finish with the dementia I'm the grimmest I done told y'all I was comin' Better start runnin' or bust like a cannon 'Cause I'ma leave hella destruction Mental breakdown and famine I would advise you not to slide through 'Cause I will oblige you With a rhyme flow that will demise you How can I bow down to a broke rapper with a foul sound? (Bitch) How can I flow rounds with a MC that can't chow down? Where would you be if you didn't copy off me lil' boy? This type of shit that I enjoy (Yeah) I sum you up with Bitch (Yes) flows (Yes), punks, (Yes) foes (Yes) Sluts (Yes), hoes (Yes), case (Yes) closed
[Chorus] If you ain't got shit to fuck with this Take that dead shit on And if yo' bitch in the club with ass on me I'm gonna take that home By the sinister (Tech N9ne!) By the sinister, by the sinister, by the sinister (Tech N9ne!) Vill-on, y'all know me by the Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmmmmm Everybody say: "KC's in the house" (Yeah)
[Interlude] Bounce, rock, skate Or fight, shoot, hate
[Verse 2] We so chilly, they call us abominable Everybody know we phenomenal Get ya' money, get ya' women If you're gettin' nothin', your livin' is comical Simon Bar Sinister, climbin' star finisher Swine and lard vinegar, rhymin' hard blimisher Realistic, hedonistic, killer with a vengeance breathin' this shit Your whole facade's punkish, I'll make you (Kneel before Zod!) Biblical hits Flippable, kickable spits Niggas with critical lyricals, never no mythical shit Step into the evil fickle abyss Wiggle in pittifulness Swivel this and get pistol whipped It's been a long ride Tecca Nina just won't die-ie-ie-ie-ya Better feel it when I drill it (Trick) Real is when I kill it (Mitch!) Hit it, hit it Never ever tell a millimetre killer quit it! (Bitch!)
[Chorus] If you ain't got shit to fuck with this Take that dead shit on And if yo' bitch in the club with ass on me I'm gonna take that home By the sinister (Tech N9ne!) By the sinister, by the sinister, by the sinister (Tech N9ne!) Vill-on y'all know me by the Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmmmmm Everybody say: "KC's in the house" (Yeah)
[Bridge] Off the hook, stalkin' in clubs Tossin', I'm walkin' in blood Barkin' that Rogue Dog shit Dirty devils better hold y'all lips Nina rippin' ill beast flows Yeah, we know it will reach gold Platinum, feel these flows Comin' off of Kill Creek road
[Chorus] If you ain't got shit to fuck with this Take that dead shit on And if yo' bitch in the club with ass on me I'm gonna take that home By the sinister (Tech N9ne!) By the sinister, by the sinister, by the sinister (Tech N9ne!) Vill-on y'all know me by the Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmmmmm Everybody say: "KC's in the house" (Yeah)
[Outro] Tech N9ne's in the house
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The second song off of Tech N9ne’s Anghellic, this track is responsible for really introducing Tech N9ne to his audience. This is essentially the second song released by Tech independently. The song doesn’t serve as much more than a brag song, but it carries heavy punchlines, a switch-up flow, and a look into the lifestyle of Tecca Nina.
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