Tech N9ne

Tech N9ne - Speedom (Wwc2) lyrics

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(Verse: Tech N9ne)

I get to bustin' like I'm a thirty-aught-six

When I'm rippin' the beat up but then I heard ya' got pissed

When I got at the top, they made it pretty hot

Cause they knowing that Tecca Ninna's the dirty chop (chopp-er)

He’s handled, Holmes, here’s a handful

How in the hell he hovering, having hell and go ham tho'

I said to Seven 'Richard Havens'll be the man'

So we put it together thinking Eminem was a gamble

Guess not, cuz he be the guest spot

Kaliko said, 'what we doing?' I said to him, 'let's chop'

So now the people finally get three of the best locked

Neva be another choppers coming so let's rock, nigga

You're on, people got to wonderin' if its a for sure song

Yes I got another killer makin' a tour strong

If ya thinkin' of battlin', you're gone!

(Verse 2: Krizz Kaliko)

Nobody can catch up meet the Speedy Gonzalez

The beat is the problem

And if ya got yo feet in yo mouth ya gon' have to beat it up out of him

It's a lotta 'em and I mean a lotta 'em

And me and Nina used to follow them

I’ve got to audibly body them

And this is it man, the hitman, the Ip Man, karate 'em

And the fans, will lift hands, we'll be dancing out of 'em

And in Kansas advanced to withstand a pile of 'em

Who stands with two hands to move in the crowd of 'em

If I ain't making sense then ya betta sample

The amp of it like the bass

It ain't eva been a given, I heat 'em, I beat 'em, I burn 'em

Then I let 'em out

They neva heard of us but look at me, I'm turning up

I slap the shirt off a stupid simpleton to make 'em be impotent

If and when I'm flipping, niggas be feminine

I said the purpose to pick a pen and reverse the conditions I'm living in

And do bigger numbers than Eminem

Gotta be fast so I smash on a nigga

With half the cash I'm a little sicker, quicker than yo figure

(Ice cold) I make 'em shiver bigger than the winter

If ya half ass deliverin' I'ma eat yo dinner

Betta than mine oh no not me I mean other guys

I jump around so do that mean that I'm rubberized?

Me and N9ne master, meanin' we murderize

We bleed ‘em, beat 'em, till they be gone, feed 'em

(Hook x2)

Speedom! (If ya want to go with us)

Speedom! (I'mma leave 'em in the dust)

Speedom! (I must be the one to bust)

Speedom! (And I'm gonna hit the clutch)

(Bridge x2)

Sumetimes, I feel

Like I'll neva slow down

Worldwide Choppers

(Verse 3: Eminem)

Wait! Before I wreck this beat, let me just check to see

If Stephanie Mills left any extra refills of ecstasy pills next to me

In the seats spilled, or did she eat 'em all

With a breakfast drink (ya inspect the sink?)

In the habit of grabbin' a mic and babblin'

I dabble in lights

But I might just swallow my fucking Ritalin tablet after the night

I'm grabbing it right from the medicine cabinet cuz that's what it's like

And attack it like a Dracula bite

Jetpack in my backpack when I write

This thing I penned up inside when I went up inside a Finnegan's diner with a cigarette lighter

Figured I'd try to set a big enough fire that’ll trigger the sprinkler system

And I'd escape but the getaway driver screwed up my limo

Collided with the center divider

I went thru' the window and ended up being pinned to the side of a semi

Offended beside a friend of the guy’s wife, friend of the flight attendant from Idaho that took an antenna in the vagina hole

Cuz when I pick up a pen I’m venomous and I’m as thick as Dennis the Menace

Like an evil dental hygienist, sinister

You’ve been yellin' dementedness, I invented this, I’m the Genesis, Eminem is a nemesis to a feminist

Fucking smart alec degenerate

I got Ellen DeGeneres tryna tell me these men are just full of jealousy

Envious of female independence, hell with a clitoris, hit or miss ya

Neva consider this a bit of disappointment, I'll neva fail to deliver this

Whateva the weather in this'll be just like a certificate of authenticity

That I’m thinking about just tryin' to think of the quickest and sickest way for ‘em to picket it

I pick a day to be picked and I’m picking the wickedest shit to say

Spin it back on a level, incredible, head of a rebel, unforgettable

Betta believe these beats are edible

I consider loose leaf a vegetable

And I stalk my prey

Ya think ya got away uh-uh not today

Murder ya on a song and then I'll just say

I was with Dr. Dre and Robert Blake

Eatin' lobster, steak and coffee cake

At a restaurant with Drake

And Tech just got to make sure that our stories corroborate

I'm a lot to take like Kanye walkin' up on the stage for Beyonce like it’s my job to say that you’re not a real artist, but it’s my obligation Honest Abe is on his way ya will not escape

Ammunition, replenish the Punisher with his gun at yo hundred words

And a clip on that which muthafuckas betta run

If you're not looking to get run ova by the roadrunner

No wonder no one don't want to go and jump in front of a fucking runaway locomotive

Or get thrown up under it just tryna fuck with the..

(Hook x2)

(Bridge x2)

(Verse 4: Tech N9ne)

I'm the fury, the final fight

I flip it on fraudulent fellas for feeling fright

I flick it on fire, finish him when the flow in flight

Feminine fakers fall, I'm flogging a foe with a fife

Neva forget it, I severed the head of a critic

I sped up and did it, ya trippin' to be a dead epidemic

Or wet up a clinic, and make a bloody redder percentage

Of an addict who’s havin' to get the lead of a cynic

I was neva the Devil, I put up a fight up in the industry

Peddle the metal, we givin' the light, a lotta energy

We reppin', beat checkin' he that be Koba

If he's the evil enemy it'll be ova

Want to get down in front of yo town

Ya eva makin' fun of the clown, I'm gunnin' ya down

We doing it under the ground, a wonderful sound

If anybody come at the hound, don't want to be found, bitch

Would neva be choppin' without Slick Rick

I got it from the record, lick the balls and this dick

If ya neva listen to me, ya musical misfit

Nah, cuz every time I be droppin' I get bit

I'm hearin' a lotta rappers, they tryna spit quick

But the middle West got 'em, we killin' em in this bitch

If ya ain't in my circle of choppers ya missed it

Cause me and my nigga Twista ruler, and that's it

(Hook)

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