Tech N9ne

Tech N9ne - Godspeed lyrics

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Kingdom!

From this day on

I will never - force - anything good



Down anybody's throat

Now before I start spazzin'

I'm a speak in a language

That the majority

Will understand



Niggas see me shinin'

They know Tech N9nna the best at the rhymin'

Yeah, but they ain't buyin'

Strange Music flyin'

We steady climbin'

I'm still a wanted man

I get a hunnid band

Still I do Summer Jam

Woah!

Tecca N9ne milla'

Kansas City Killa'

Turn up!



Bubblin' up with it because a nigga be gassin'

Enemy know that I'm ready for action

No matter the money we gotta go dummy and with' it so nigga what's happenin'

I really come and I do it with passion

Whenever I'm in the booth I real as ramen and juicy juice

And the vomit induced when the onyx been poop

Regroup and spin this shit

Learnin' this level of linguistics

Lot of you who loose it love lickin' limp bizkits

And I am done

Tryna shine a star of Donnie to the people like "f**k this nigga"

Soundin' will as Farrakhan he

Never can raise this bar upon me

I am on par with omni

Kill every thing in sight before the light say [?]

Longevity, haters don't wan' credit me

When I'm steadily reachin' people like mom said I'd be

They on heavily, like it be gone medically

When I'm bustin' on this bitch in the street like Ron Jeremy

This song's therapy, strong genetically, bomb palms red if he's blond

Here to be 'nouncin' The Don's pedigree

I'm a 'gnac linguist

With' a black penis

I can act meanest

'Cause I'm a rap genius

Keepin' 'em crack fiendish

Praise K.O.D. please

For blowin' up himself like his last name was

No kryptonite, I'm a be Superman, makin' Zod leave

Thinkin' you're gonna do better, you're puffin' the odd trees

(Godspeed)



Everybody know us

We ain't gotta say it

They know can't nobody hold us

Maybe 'cause the flow screams

Kansas City Killa

Ain't no coming from the shoulder

Strikin' like a cobra

(Kansas City!)

Lightin' up the dough

We gonna blow just like I told ya'

Steady getting mo' green

Killa!

City!

Soldier!



Low IQ listeners they bashin'

Lightweight keeping me flashin'

I don't think they ready for the murder for the slashin'

From MMM chopping em up in pieces in a wicked fashion

Not a nigga left, why you triggered then

From the hottest spitta, fought a bigger Tech

How ya figured that

How ya gonna test a hobbler

Shoulda' stayed behind the candlelight bruh

The God does damage to who's talking f**king bologna (bologna)

About who the best, from my crew the threat

From here to Budapest, this how you shoot the tech

I'm a forever be ripping you never be up and ahead of me

'Cause I'm a shooter be it through the neck

Shake it till it open make a milli' man I did it and I blew the check

For Pete's sake

This music is gleamin', but because all of the streamin' will never reach cake

Good thing we didn't get our piece late, we straight

Se7en this beats great, shoulda' probably did it with Keith Ape

This is for the villains

Kansas City livers stackin' paper to the ceilin'

And f**k how they feelin'

If they hate the way we movin' 'cause we really make a killin'

Make your broad leave

'Cause she diggin' me and my niggas we get it open like five keys

Knock it out like the Ali's, but to you she was a raw tease

Not another soul will rock whenever the K.O.D. breathes

(Godspeed)



Everybody know us

We ain't gotta say it

They know can't nobody hold us

Maybe 'cause the flow screams

Kansas City Killa

Ain't no coming from the shoulder

Strikin' like a cobra

(Kansas City!)

Lightin' up the dough

We gonna blow just like I told ya'

Steady getting mo' green

Killa!

City!

Soldier!



Ooh, Godspeed

If you think you're brave enough then come and try me!

I kill everything in sight

People hate that the number one is related

To the greatest

Independent favorite

That made it, hella rippin' up stages

And gave it everything in pages

And gainin' real amazing wages

Double eight day with Travis

Integrated now as the latest hits

f**kin' right nigga!

We came up from the gutter

To lots of butter, I put that on Uncle Ike nigga!

Thanks to Carter and Maudie, N9ne was born!

Now everybody on the globe gonna have their eye on

The Storm!
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