Tech N9ne

Tech N9ne - See Me lyrics

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[Intro:]

This, this one of them ninens

Tech N9ne!

Tell me a little bit more

So I could rock this the right way, bro!

OK!

If you got 20-20 vision

You can see me now handling this music with precision

If not, then it's fine with me!

Just know this movement is big enough for the blind to see, Yates

How in the hell can you miss me, yeah

When I'm counting me mail, making history, yeah?

Trip the splits be that 50-50

So we rip the script swiftly and zip them chips quickly.

When the trash, mail and pizza man see me

They get a fever and cheesy when they see the man Neezy

I'm easily beast and my hand is in my belt

What?

I'm independent and I'm feeling myself!

A flunk, I won't be!

I bumps the trunks see

The ladies pop the monkey and drop the donkey, yeah

They want to .... me

My songs be funky

Steady getting that... forever

But some acting like the don't see!

Hook:

I'm top dog, something like a CEO

I'm calling shots, call it Don Julio

They, they, they, but they don't really see me, though!

They, they, they, but they don't really see me, though!

All night, life like a video

Prime time, something like a Super Bowl

But they don't really see me though!

(They can’t, they can’t, they can’t)

But they don't really see me though!

With contact lenses say he don't smoke

I'm growing up and let the contact get them, he even choked.

My approach was to never to be broke, kept my real niggas close

Now the player turned to coach

I hear people saying why so many changes?

Why so many watches?

Why so many chains?

I'm mixing Kush with all these different strains.

Riding in my Porsche, listening to Purple Rain

So much knowledge I came up on you as a Hollywood insider.

The inside of my crib look like a gym

Speaking of gym, I'm in a gang, you're just a bench rider!

You ride the bench that mean you ain't playing

You understand, hella fans, bunching hands,

Hundred grands that's the plan, wizzo man!

Hook:

I'm top dog, something like a CEO

I'm calling shots, call it Don Julio

They, they, they, but they don't really see me, though!

They, they, they, but they don't really see me, though!

All night, life like a video

Prime time, something like a Super Bowl

But they don't really see me though!

(They can’t, they can’t, they can’t)

But they don't really see me though!

I'm truly blessed, I do request for all of you people to listen

I do see checks and movie sets

And never been a stranger to vixens

Pick up my pen and tell my gut to win,

When I got a motive and a minute with a mission.

You know what I'mma get it when I dip into it

I've been through it, I'm fighter with a vision

You can cover your eye, brother but why?

Cause your lady just discovered that my

Big brother defies your lover blubber

So you utter reply with a tougher disguise.

Cause my payday just caught the nose of your lady

I'm at the beginning of my hate day

Y'all better recognize like Mayday!

I don't know why jokers just won't let their eyes notice

Deep in my vocals they keep yelling that I'm doper.

And I choke you if you ....

Just by jokes you know you couldn't see me with ....

Hook:

I'm top dog, something like a CEO

I'm calling shots, call it Don Julio

They, they, they, but they don't really see me, though!

They, they, they, but they don't really see me, though!

All night, life like a video

Prime time, something like a Super Bowl

But they don't really see me though!

(They can’t, they can’t, they can’t)

But they don't really see me though!

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