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Tech N9Ne – Message To The Black Man lyrics
[Intro: Tech N9ne]
This song is very close and dear to my heart, man
To be able to say something like this
It takes a hella motherfucker to say it
This song is deticated to all my people
It's called "Message To The Black Man"
Check it out
My people you 'posed to be
My people ain't ya
But my people ain't somthin' that I see
Cuz ain't enough of you at my shows
We've been all over the globe
Yeah we makin the dough
But y'all ain't spendin it
My people you 'posed to be
My people ain't ya
But my people ain't somthin' that I see
Cuz ain't enough of you up on my records
And peep at my shows
Y'all don't know that I'm about to become boss
And take control
It started on the slave shift
If field niggas would eventually take the day shift
With house niggas inside loyalty may shift
And it did divide us now we still need a race lift
Fuck a face lift I ain't changin my identity
For energy from any that's obscenity
Now in 2000 and 7 we sick and ain't no remedy
Jealousy envy and murderous like you ain't no kin to me
Guess we ain't nigga we go hard in tha paint nigga
Still when you see me out you ain't the one who faint nigga
It's them other mans from them other lands
They listen to me more than my sister and brother man
I could see if I was a wack mother-fucker
Bitchin about the way that my people act mother-fucker
But I do spit my people don't be so fuckin reclusive
Get off your lazy ass like you know somthin about music
My people you 'posed to be
My people ain't ya
But my people ain't somthin' that I see
Cuz ain't enough of you at my shows
We've been all over the globe
Yeah we makin the dough
But y'all ain't spendin it
My people you 'posed to be
My people ain't ya
But my people ain't somthin' that I see
Cuz ain't enough of you up on my records
And peep at my shows
Y'all don't know that I'm about to become boss
And take control
You cry about the way I paint my face
It ain't y'all taste little homie let me state my case
I'm not a devil; a dam jester rumors can fester
Never lift up a demon with an image of my ancestors
African act like you see me when you be traffickin
Laughter when you frowned up at me your hatred is bafflin
You watch American Idol my people my paints is tribal
It symbolizes not evil but the will instilled survival
You niggas be so tuff the moment we roll up
Your upper lip rolled up you hatin me so what
Everyone knows us my city is sold up
My shows crush but y'all don't show up
They say it's more than money bitches whores
It's funny this is war my people at his door
And I'm knockin meanwhile we rockin
Globally and it's sad man
Lite-like attendance
Got my people lookin real bad man
My people you 'posed to be
My people ain't ya
But my people ain't somthin' that I see
Cuz ain't enough of you at my shows
We've been all over the globe
Yeah we makin the dough
But y'all ain't spendin it
My people you 'posed to be
My people ain't ya
But my people ain't somthin' that I see
Cuz ain't enough of you up on my records
And peep at my shows
Y'all don't know that I'm about to become boss
And take control
I wouldn't be bitchin if I didn't want you around me
The way you wright me off as a demon astounds me
Brother Lynch, 40 Water, Federation, dmx,
Buster Rhymes, Quincy, and X-clan found me
Brother Jay homie he with me to this day homie
Who you know that's blacker than that
With a Staff and a Lac
My people lovin that trash thy rap
I'm immaculate maybe they grab it
If I was blastin a mac
Attackin my people
Cuz I'm black and I'm lethal
With this rap I don't trap I don't crack
Why do you be so close-minded when I'm rhyme it
Wishin you could find it
Everybody but you motherfuckers get behind it
And I'm doper than a key nigga
Message to we-niggas
Rockin sold out shows
Is where I'm gonna be nigga
And that's all I sell out
Somethin you should see nigga
I bet you'd come and see it
If I told you it was free nigga
My people you 'posed to be
My people ain't ya
But my people ain't somthin' that I see
Cuz ain't enough of you at my shows
We've been all over the globe
Yeah we makin the dough
But y'all ain't spendin it
My people you 'posed to be
My people ain't ya
But my people ain't somthin' that I see
Cuz ain't enough of you up on my records
And peep at my shows
Y'all don't know that I'm about to become boss
And take control
[Outro:]
Act like you know I'm your very own, motherfuckers
Ardcore shit, stop buying all that bootleg bullshit, too
Support your mutherfucking artist
And big scoob said, when he finds out who's fuckin'
Bootlegin the summer edition, Rogue Dog shit
He's at that motherfucking ass
And I'm right behind his motherfucking ass, you dig me?
Tech N9ne, nigga!
This song is very close and dear to my heart, man
To be able to say something like this
It takes a hella motherfucker to say it
This song is deticated to all my people
It's called "Message To The Black Man"
Check it out
My people you 'posed to be
My people ain't ya
But my people ain't somthin' that I see
Cuz ain't enough of you at my shows
We've been all over the globe
Yeah we makin the dough
But y'all ain't spendin it
My people you 'posed to be
My people ain't ya
But my people ain't somthin' that I see
Cuz ain't enough of you up on my records
And peep at my shows
Y'all don't know that I'm about to become boss
And take control
It started on the slave shift
If field niggas would eventually take the day shift
With house niggas inside loyalty may shift
And it did divide us now we still need a race lift
Fuck a face lift I ain't changin my identity
For energy from any that's obscenity
Now in 2000 and 7 we sick and ain't no remedy
Jealousy envy and murderous like you ain't no kin to me
Guess we ain't nigga we go hard in tha paint nigga
Still when you see me out you ain't the one who faint nigga
It's them other mans from them other lands
They listen to me more than my sister and brother man
I could see if I was a wack mother-fucker
Bitchin about the way that my people act mother-fucker
But I do spit my people don't be so fuckin reclusive
Get off your lazy ass like you know somthin about music
My people you 'posed to be
My people ain't ya
But my people ain't somthin' that I see
Cuz ain't enough of you at my shows
We've been all over the globe
Yeah we makin the dough
But y'all ain't spendin it
My people you 'posed to be
My people ain't ya
But my people ain't somthin' that I see
Cuz ain't enough of you up on my records
And peep at my shows
Y'all don't know that I'm about to become boss
And take control
You cry about the way I paint my face
It ain't y'all taste little homie let me state my case
I'm not a devil; a dam jester rumors can fester
Never lift up a demon with an image of my ancestors
African act like you see me when you be traffickin
Laughter when you frowned up at me your hatred is bafflin
You watch American Idol my people my paints is tribal
It symbolizes not evil but the will instilled survival
You niggas be so tuff the moment we roll up
Your upper lip rolled up you hatin me so what
Everyone knows us my city is sold up
My shows crush but y'all don't show up
They say it's more than money bitches whores
It's funny this is war my people at his door
And I'm knockin meanwhile we rockin
Globally and it's sad man
Lite-like attendance
Got my people lookin real bad man
My people you 'posed to be
My people ain't ya
But my people ain't somthin' that I see
Cuz ain't enough of you at my shows
We've been all over the globe
Yeah we makin the dough
But y'all ain't spendin it
My people you 'posed to be
My people ain't ya
But my people ain't somthin' that I see
Cuz ain't enough of you up on my records
And peep at my shows
Y'all don't know that I'm about to become boss
And take control
I wouldn't be bitchin if I didn't want you around me
The way you wright me off as a demon astounds me
Brother Lynch, 40 Water, Federation, dmx,
Buster Rhymes, Quincy, and X-clan found me
Brother Jay homie he with me to this day homie
Who you know that's blacker than that
With a Staff and a Lac
My people lovin that trash thy rap
I'm immaculate maybe they grab it
If I was blastin a mac
Attackin my people
Cuz I'm black and I'm lethal
With this rap I don't trap I don't crack
Why do you be so close-minded when I'm rhyme it
Wishin you could find it
Everybody but you motherfuckers get behind it
And I'm doper than a key nigga
Message to we-niggas
Rockin sold out shows
Is where I'm gonna be nigga
And that's all I sell out
Somethin you should see nigga
I bet you'd come and see it
If I told you it was free nigga
My people you 'posed to be
My people ain't ya
But my people ain't somthin' that I see
Cuz ain't enough of you at my shows
We've been all over the globe
Yeah we makin the dough
But y'all ain't spendin it
My people you 'posed to be
My people ain't ya
But my people ain't somthin' that I see
Cuz ain't enough of you up on my records
And peep at my shows
Y'all don't know that I'm about to become boss
And take control
[Outro:]
Act like you know I'm your very own, motherfuckers
Ardcore shit, stop buying all that bootleg bullshit, too
Support your mutherfucking artist
And big scoob said, when he finds out who's fuckin'
Bootlegin the summer edition, Rogue Dog shit
He's at that motherfucking ass
And I'm right behind his motherfucking ass, you dig me?
Tech N9ne, nigga!
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