[Intro]

I'm just a young boy, trying to get my money on 

Making music in K.C., he-he-he-he-he

But Mitch Bade nigga's, wanna hate Techa Nina, 

And they won't stop fucking with me, so I'ma fuck wit nigga's



Na-na-na-na-na, you can not fuck with

That nigga Tech N9ne, coming wit that rough shit

Them niggas know that I deserve it when they heard it

Had the nerve to say its nothing, nigga, so I got to bust this



Be Jealous, This is dedicated to all ya'll hater's

Be Jealous, I see ya'll watching me when I walk in the club

Be Jealous, This is dedicated to all Mitch Bader's

Be Jealous, You mother fucker's ain't showing Tech Nina no love



[Verse 1]

Fuck Muh-Fuckers, buck Muh-Fuckers

And the pain come nigga with a bang, I'ma killer, better duck Muh-Fucker

Watch you standing on? (Nada) What you claim to bone? (Nada)

What you plan to own? (Nada) That shit done came and gone

Blood sweat and tears nigga, been about fifteen years nigga

Ain't never been no fears nigga, All I hear is cheers nigga

That's why I be in the bathroom with the bitches at Maniacs

That's why them hoe's in the club with Tech given blowjobs in the back

How many niggas really worry bout scars? How many niggas wanna become a wuss?

Fuck with a nigga like Tech and a buzz Right to the head and the grave is dug

Mean Mugs, nigga's ain't never seen love

So they stream blood while I fiend bub full of green shrubs

And mushrooms, I bust rooms, open a custom

To float across the ocean with verbal motion the notion is boasting

I'm hoaking with jealous, mother fuckers embellish

But you can't say I ain't ready for fame, yonks, and relish



[Chorus]

Be Jealous, when you see me on the T.V. Screen whiling

Be Jealous, when you see me in the magazine smiling

Be Jealous, when they let me in the club for free, niggas

Be Jealous, cuz I'm bumy wit bitches around me

Ha-ha, mother fucker, ha-ha (ha-ha)

Ha-ha, mother fucker, ha-ha (he-he-he-he)

Ha-ha, mother fucker, ha-ha (ha-ha)

And the lit, I'ma spit, I'ma kick that shit



[Verse 2]

No more stalling, I'ma start prowling on niggas, growling on niggas

And we smiling cuz the Villain album went six thousand on niggas

In Kansas City alone, we packed the dome with Mike and Liddy alone

In the west side, Lee Jone, Milly Mal, I left you but it's a pity you're gone

Niggas ain't know mine, cuz they know it, and I'ma do it big

That's why the Techa Nina never ever got a problem getting a gig

Cuz I rip shit they liked (chea), I flip shit you make right (chea)

When I spit shit, I get rich quick, and make hits from doctors they liked (chea)

9 millimeter guns, gonna be the one, making a million, when I come

Never gonna be the bum, where I come from, niggas better get some

Tried to be right to these niggas, tried to be nice to these niggas

So now its time for Nine Godzilla to make mice of these niggas

You envy me, cuz your bitch play Techa Nina all day

And you see me on MTV, kicking it with king Tech, my nigga sway

Broke niggas ain't friends to me, you niggas really want me to disperse?

Alright, I'll leave, but when I come back it's gonna be 20 G's a verse, nigga



[Chorus]

Be Jealous, when you see me on the T.V. Screen whiling

Be Jealous, when you see me in the magazine smiling

Be Jealous, when they let me in the club for free, niggas

Be Jealous, cuz I'm bumy wit bitches around me

Ha-ha, mother fucker, ha-ha (ha-ha)

Ha-ha, mother fucker, ha-ha (he-he-he-he)

Ha-ha, mother fucker, ha-ha (ha-ha)

And the lit, I'ma spit, I'ma kick that shit



[Verse 3]

Niggas better stop talking about me, I ain't did shit

I don't rap against niggas, stop trying to get me to rap so ya'll can make grits

Agony, don't be speaking my name, I know I fucked up

On a personal tip, but if you niggas talking about you better rap, mother fuckers better duck

And if any of you niggas over there on the inside, infiltrating me and my rouges

Them niggas don't give no fucks about how many Tech N9ne units sold

And whoever you bitch niggas is saying, I'm kicking it in Lee Joes log

Lee Joe'll tell you I'm original, and by the way Lee Joe my dog!

And that justice mother fuckers won't quit, saying The Calm Before The Storm” aint shit

We killed yall when 96-97, when about when the new shit hit

And I heard niggas said I was washed up, said the Tech N9ne flow was sleep

That's probably why I got new shit in new movies like Digging In Water and Its Too Deep

Niggas be jealous, tie you up and beat you down to a bloody pulp son

Got my villains and me, mad enough to bust one

I'm the second coming, but you don't know cuz you dumb

Before I go, I'll tell you jealous mother fuckers to suck one



[Chorus]

Be Jealous, when you see me on the T.V. Screen whiling

Be Jealous, when you see me in the magazine smiling

Be Jealous, when they let me in the club for free, niggas

Be Jealous, cuz I'm bumy wit bitches around me

Ha-ha, mother fucker, ha-ha (ha-ha)

Ha-ha, mother fucker, ha-ha (he-he-he-he)

Ha-ha, mother fucker, ha-ha (ha-ha)

And the lit, I'ma spit, I'ma kick that shit