[Verse: Tech N9ne] When I say muevete, everybody best to do it; movin' Better do what nueve's sayin', in the party Tech the fool is rulin' And I never gotta read her paws To gimme the panties and know I need her bra And the haters wanna trip, but they really better dip When I'm yellin' out, "Liebt er ta!" When I'm off on a ham-a-mission Man I'm crammed with ammunition You be lookin' at the camera glistenin' Damn his freakin' fam is missin' I don't wanna be the killer but the suckas are Makin' me wanna pick it up and squirt 'em beginners Are sent to his vertical limit Murder ya menace, the Nina gets surgical with it If you trippin' chump you need to stop While the Ninna pop Bein' me the boss is 'bout to bring the block For the greener guap They know that this man is gritty Your rap's hella weak now and it's kitty Tech with the beast flow and it's speedy Comin' straight from the midwest; Kansas City Dickin' it with the homie MIMS Who be the best it's only them Kickin' the hell out ya chronie nim With Louie V monogram on the Tims I don't neva give a damn about a hater but I gotta know what you gon' do Talkin' all that woop-de-wop, you niggas make a move if you want to!