Aye fam,
Man, you need to stop being so nice and modest
To these jugga head ass niggaz out here
They ruunin around like they don't Strange is the lions den
Nigga we the muthafuckin kingz of the jungle
I'm in the resturant chillin with this new piece of bootany the other night
You know a nigga gonna give me a cd
Talkin about,
Mackzilla, tell Tech he better come to the studio
And fuck with us, or else...
I said, don't you punk brother ass niggaz know
This is Monopoly, don't nobody pass go and collect 200 dollars
Unless we say so
[Tech N9ne]
This merciless
This is musical massacre
Mammoth, imagine my motive, mane
No murkin us
Mimicin muthafuckaz may mock
But on my momma millimeter
My miscous mo murda make millions mack mommies and mosh
This is pain, This unforgettable thang
Is my talent untamable?
Tech is the tyranny
Bang on you niggaz who never have respect for who ever
Pullin you pussies apart, My competitor's plain
In the dark when they sleep
On my incredible heat
Fuck you, I'm fed up
My fist for faggots and freaks
Go tell your industry peeps that fuck peace released
B is for blood
We bangin and blastin at beef
This is ignorant
Get a whiff of his lyrics
So rigorous, niggerous, carnivorous delivery
Come with me, it'll be bitches and thizzery
Fuck with me
And believe that we niggaz will put you out of your misery
[Chorus]
If you ever disrespect
I'll put you out of your misery
Put you, I'll put you, I'll put you, Put you out of your misery
If you run up on my set
I'll put you out of your misery
Put you, I'll put you, I'll put you, Put you out of your misery
I'm a muthafuckin vet
I'll put you out of your misery
Put you, I'll put you, I'll put you, Put you out of your misery
'Bout to make me cock (cock) back (back) aim (aim)
My mission is to pop (pop) that (that) brain (brain)
[Journalist]
My split is psycho like Michael's knife
I admire your Freddy Crouger then dream your life
My brain is too deep, I can think alive
And kill death itself in one of freestyle lines
Lyrically, rappers aren't better than me
Cause I'm hard in this rap game
You lighter then a feather to me
So come with it
It's the devil in me that'll blast at your afterlife
Until your ass is restin in peace
Muthafucka, you don't want it with a gangsta
16 shots and have my little brother shank ya
Thank ya, No thank ya
Boy rearrange ya hands with ya head
Heads up and I'll bang ya
I hear you barkin but you aint bit shit
My shot's dig through
They call 'em hollow tips
It's a killa season and you aint killed shit
Misery Loves Kompany, now a complimaent bitch
[Chorus]
If you ever disrespect
I'll put you out of your misery
Put you, I'll put you, I'll put you, Put you out of your misery
If you run up on my set
I'll put you out of your misery
Put you, I'll put you, I'll put you, Put you out of your misery
I'm a muthafuckin vet
I'll put you out of your misery
Put you, I'll put you, I'll put you, Put you out of your misery
You bout to make me cock (cock) back (back) aim (aim)
My mission is to pop (pop) that (that) brain (brain)
[Yukmouth]
This is misery, misery artillery for the killin spree
Hit the block, see the enemy, Kill 'em off like a Kennedy
Ecstasy, Hennessy and a lemon squeeze
You niggaz finna be put on obituaries and white tees, that's misery
Rome to Italy, ridin on chrome literally
Yuk Godzilla, King Kong ain't got shit on me
Riddle me, riddle me, Which rapper gone snitch on me
When I shoot up his Bentley and put him out of his misery
They asked about the beef with Game and The Unit
Squashed my beef with The Game and do my thang with The Unit
Bo signed to Cashville
I'm makin it rain in Houston, Rap-A-Lot for life
You'll find you body slain in Houston, bitch
I'm on the block with that Praline
Until the cop's jumpin out the van like the A-Team, I slang cream
The West Coast Don and Kansas City King
You ain't know? Tecca Nina, General in The Regime
[Chorus]
If you ever disrespect
I'll put you out of your misery
Put you, I'll put you, I'll put you, Put you out of your misery
If you run up on my set
I'll put you out of your misery
Put you, I'll put you, I'll put you, Put you out of your misery
I'm a muthafuckin vet
I'll put you out of your misery
Put you, I'll put you, I'll put you, Put you out of your misery
You bout to make me cock (cock) back (back) aim (aim)
My mission is to pop (pop) that (that) brain (brain)
[Intro] Aye fam, Man, you need to stop being so nice and modest To these jugga head ass niggaz out here They ruunin around like they don't Strange is the lions den Nigga we the muthafuckin kingz of the jungle I'm in the resturant chillin with this new piece of bootany the other night You know a nigga gonna give me a cd Talkin about, Mackzilla, tell Tech he better come to the studio And fuck with us, or else... I said, don't you punk brother ass niggaz know This is Monopoly, don't nobody pass go and collect 200 dollars Unless we say so [Tech N9ne] This merciless This is musical massacre Mammoth, imagine my motive, mane No murkin us Mimicin muthafuckaz may mock But on my momma millimeter My miscous mo murda make millions mack mommies and mosh This is pain, This unforgettable thang Is my talent untamable? Tech is the tyranny Bang on you niggaz who never have respect for who ever Pullin you pussies apart, My competitor's plain In the dark when they sleep On my incredible heat Fuck you, I'm fed up My fist for faggots and freaks Go tell your industry peeps that fuck peace released B is for blood We bangin and blastin at beef This is ignorant Get a whiff of his lyrics So rigorous, niggerous, carnivorous delivery Come with me, it'll be bitches and thizzery Fuck with me And believe that we niggaz will put you out of your misery [Chorus] If you ever disrespect I'll put you out of your misery Put you, I'll put you, I'll put you, Put you out of your misery If you run up on my set I'll put you out of your misery Put you, I'll put you, I'll put you, Put you out of your misery I'm a muthafuckin vet I'll put you out of your misery Put you, I'll put you, I'll put you, Put you out of your misery 'Bout to make me cock (cock) back (back) aim (aim) My mission is to pop (pop) that (that) brain (brain) [Journalist] My split is psycho like Michael's knife I admire your Freddy Crouger then dream your life My brain is too deep, I can think alive And kill death itself in one of freestyle lines Lyrically, rappers aren't better than me Cause I'm hard in this rap game You lighter then a feather to me So come with it It's the devil in me that'll blast at your afterlife Until your ass is restin in peace Muthafucka, you don't want it with a gangsta 16 shots and have my little brother shank ya Thank ya, No thank ya Boy rearrange ya hands with ya head Heads up and I'll bang ya I hear you barkin but you aint bit shit My shot's dig through They call 'em hollow tips It's a killa season and you aint killed shit Misery Loves Kompany, now a complimaent bitch [Chorus] If you ever disrespect I'll put you out of your misery Put you, I'll put you, I'll put you, Put you out of your misery If you run up on my set I'll put you out of your misery Put you, I'll put you, I'll put you, Put you out of your misery I'm a muthafuckin vet I'll put you out of your misery Put you, I'll put you, I'll put you, Put you out of your misery You bout to make me cock (cock) back (back) aim (aim) My mission is to pop (pop) that (that) brain (brain) [Yukmouth] This is misery, misery artillery for the killin spree Hit the block, see the enemy, Kill 'em off like a Kennedy Ecstasy, Hennessy and a lemon squeeze You niggaz finna be put on obituaries and white tees, that's misery Rome to Italy, ridin on chrome literally Yuk Godzilla, King Kong ain't got shit on me Riddle me, riddle me, Which rapper gone snitch on me When I shoot up his Bentley and put him out of his misery They asked about the beef with Game and The Unit Squashed my beef with The Game and do my thang with The Unit Bo signed to Cashville I'm makin it rain in Houston, Rap-A-Lot for life You'll find you body slain in Houston, bitch I'm on the block with that Praline Until the cop's jumpin out the van like the A-Team, I slang cream The West Coast Don and Kansas City King You ain't know? Tecca Nina, General in The Regime [Chorus] If you ever disrespect I'll put you out of your misery Put you, I'll put you, I'll put you, Put you out of your misery If you run up on my set I'll put you out of your misery Put you, I'll put you, I'll put you, Put you out of your misery I'm a muthafuckin vet I'll put you out of your misery Put you, I'll put you, I'll put you, Put you out of your misery You bout to make me cock (cock) back (back) aim (aim) My mission is to pop (pop) that (that) brain (brain) Explain Request ×
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