Stevie Stone - Midwest Explosion (feat. Tech N9ne) lyrics

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INTRO:

[Tech N9ne]

Tech N9ne baby

Big Stone baby

Fly Moves baby

Bout to do it like this, c'mon!

[Stevie Stone]

Bitch you better bow down, we on call (Yeah!)

Got the beat banging and banging amongst wall (Yeah!)

I got Tecca Ninna (?) (Yeah!)

said I’m a dawg (Yeah!), yeah Imma dawg (Yeah! Huh!)

CHORUS [Stevie Stone & Tech N9ne]:

Midwest Midwest (Yesss!)

Head get ta bobbin' when you’re rocking with the best (with the best)

Midwest Midwest (Yesss!)

Spread to the east, north, south and the west (and the rest)

Midwest explosion ('splosion)[x2]

Midwest explosion

Born in the middle where them haters can’t hold 'em

VERSE 1 [Stevie Stone]:

Said I explode, I'm hungry, I'm on top

Get-them-a-little-quickness

When I’m ripping I’m giving the game (?)

Can-I-get-a-witness?

(?) I’m away on top

Take a picture nigga (rolling [x4])

Give me some room, I’m in tune

I got groom, I boom with ya from January to June

I’m a beast, playing none of the least (The least!)

With Tecca Ninna riding with me, lotta haters deceased (Ahaah!)

They got me on ma leash

(Huh!) I’m about the crown is goin' down

Imma blow up the town, I’m in and out, just lay it down (Aaahaaah!)

(?).. nouns and pronouns

... but I'm so loud! (So loud!)

You don't really-wanna come round here and flex with them niggas

It’s Stevie Stone, Tecca Nina put a hex on ya nigga (uh huuuuh!)

Just believe it, I got that potion (that potion)...

Ya hear me on ya airwaves, causing some commotion!

CHORUS:

Midwest Midwest (Yesss!)

Head get ta bobbin' when you’re rocking with the best (with the best)

Midwest Midwest (Yesss!)

Spread to the east, north, south and the west (Midwest)

Midwest explosion ('splosion)(Yeah)[x2]

Midwest explosion

Born in the middle where them haters can’t hold 'em

VERSE 2 [Tech N9ne]:

Tecca Ninna the cleaner, bus' it like none other-can (cha!)

Mizery niggas countrier than banjo and sulivan (cha!)

Salt and pepper beezys they see me and scream what-a-man!

Never love her but-I-cut her, she stutter like (?)(cha!)

Hang loose and gritted (cha!)

(Strange Music did it!) (cha!)

Bang through the shitted

With that Strange Music fitted

Gangs swang to the critics (cha!).

Mayne when you get it

It’s gone 'cause Ninna and Stone dun chained you and spit it.

I'm nasty (cha!). Wacky, sex in the back of the tour bus

Saucy, bossy, ice and cognac in a Coors cup (cha!)

Bianc's on my back 'cause I'm stacking E plurbus,

Juicy, won't open her mouth with me baby sure sucks! (cha! cha!)

(yeah!) And if they beefin' it’s never me (cha!)

But-I-never-wanna-get-up-in-a face of-a-killer cause y'all know my pedigree (cha!)

I bus' when they (?)don’t call me cousin, better let it be (cha!)

You can find Stone, Tech N9ne alone I-70, Midwest nigga! (cha!)

CHORUS

OUTRO:

Midwest Explosion ('splosion) [x5]<br />

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Thanks to David

Thanks to Erich for correcting these lyrics