Now I'm known by the masses
Cuz I've grown to make them smashes
On this journey, did many back flips
To get your attention, now that I caught it
Who do I catch bitch?
Real rock, rap and not a Xerox, weird not
Enough to make ya fear a lot, from here watch
I ran scrimmage, and I fought to the damn finish
And I popped eyes open without eating me canned spinach
My fans in it, constantly tellin' me I can win it
If I stand grimace damaging man every damn minute
I blend it, expands quick, it slams wicked rhymes
Grand spittage, H.A.M. with it, fam dig it's, N9ne
Chea! Hard to see me like the background
Your rap styles coming softer than a cats meow
Red laces, but booted like I'm Iraq bound
That frown will get you ate by my cannibal from Sac Town
So relax pal, pat down, gat down, back down, blackout
With a fat smile, I might react foul, so don't make this cat growl
I caught everybody when I spazzed wow, who do I catch now?
Who do I catch now?
Maybe those who can't get with the rap sound
I caught the industry, who do I catch now
Who do I catch now?
Maybe those who told me put the rap down
I caught the whole world, who do I catch now
I caught wrecks, AND THEN
I caught checks, AND THEN
I caught press, AND THEN
I caught sex, YES
And no permanent diseases were caught when I caught that
Now the games been offset, cuz im strange in a lost mess
I caught a lot of shit by being different, they tried to hinder Tech
By calling him devil worshipper, surfaced up on the internet
My temper gets grimmer just as winter sets I'mma venter, yes
And I can't forget when the finger pressed triggers, I can't remember that
I caught stars attention, Nina had a large ascension
So high the lord is squintin', (NO), I mean ya'll are squintin', (OKAY)
Cuz Im tall as Pippen , (NO), Got a flawless vision, (OKAY)
On a lawless mission, (NO), Cuz Im ballish pimpin', (YEAH!)
Best believe I caught fades, never homie soft made
Im active, no off days and I got boss paid with music, I caught babes
And I even caught gays before they all caught AIDS
I hit a pot of gold, with the harder flow
You hataz oughta know, that we are the MO
This is my land, you in my hand and you'sa particle
And I see you marvel over the fact I caught the carter 4
So that means I caught Martians already
And you talk shit about that, because often ya'll petty
And because you jelly sicklin' its costing ya'll bettys
To get tossed in our headache cuz we lost in tall fetty
Ay, you catch the vapours cuz Nina, he catch hoes
And you non believers are funny people, like Seth Rog
Better pay attention cuz if ya simpin' ya get froze
And I'mma leave you with a wet nose, when im rippin they catch colds
When I’m rippin', they catch colds?
Ay, that make sense, don’t it, Ben?
Lyrically, I’m cold-blooded!
They be like “ah-ah-choo!"
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