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Tech N9ne - Constantly Dirty lyrics
[Verse 1] Ain't nobody ever gave me a thang in my lifetime So I'm on my own standin' strong Holdin' chrome, disrespect my villains Get'em gone, early mone, on the cone Getting' my hussle on I stays dirty, chippin, choppin', flippin birdies I'm pushin' 30, vision clear I'm neva blurry Plot and plan strategic mission I'm on my toes I stays wit fam my mans and shake these fuckin' foes Lord knows, all the different situation trials and tribulation, Aggravations that a nigga's facing I get complacent, that's my ass I'm a memory They spillin' liquor on the curb when they mention me But ain't no fear in me, get it how you live That's if you hearin' me, then dug down and dig. Lace yo boots, man prepare for this struggle Stay in them trenches hella dirty, grit and hussle. [Chorus] Ain't nobody ever gave me nothing I'm on my own, I was down and dirty when I was young But now I'm grown and I continue to struggle you heard me Me and my niggas in the coarse and we constantly dirty [Repeat 2x] [Verse 2] Nigga, I gotta pocket full g's I'm constantly Serving my Nina knock'em to they knees I'm constantly dirty Supervillian check my powers I get the early worm Chop with hoppers loose the kopper's with just a single turn True to life through the mic they got me telling stories With the fame and the lights I feed my territory Gutter living with precision them busters know they phoney Flipp my profit keep on rockin' it for my dead homies They wanna follow my shadow and waddle in mudd It's the infallible cannibal with the dirty gloves Absolute with this power they call me realistic Savage with cabbage still coming up off that Vill living Giving my life to the night on the dirty All my might when it's right then we strike on'em early Twisted life living dirty, super savage I'm out to get that bread Gutter living that's my habit until they rest my head [Chorus] [Repeat 2x] [Verse 3] Which one of ya'll can I holla at when it's time for me to pay rent And who you think gone lone me money once my last is spent I got a even shorter list of people to call on when I'm in a pinch So I might just walk around with my jaws clinched like the Grench I'm headed for trouble cause I can't sit here and struggle How can I bubble if I don't get out and hustle? I'm in the wind put the spud on the muzzle Put on my hood and grab my gloves and my shovel Tie up my boots because the mud gets thick Then hit a lick so quick they think I love this shit Real life gutter living nigga coming straight from the brain Some handle the stress others break from the pain It's been fifteen of the damdest and ain't nothing changed but the weather Times are still getting harder and niggas can't stick together All thru my teens, twenty's seven when I'm thirty Txx Will a be gritty, grimey, constantly dirty [Chorus] [Repeat 2x] [Verse 4] Ain't nobody gave me nothin' but God He gave me talent these civilians Perpetrating a fraud, that point is valid Got niggas sayin' they made me The only thing that was maybe was music Cause nobody ever properly paid me Don't get it twisted that little money was appreciated It got me out there again glad that's alleviated But the nigga that say I didn't have a following before Mitchell Bade Hit the streets must be inebriated Soon as Mitch hit it hit because we some talented Mutha fuckers but they still talk shit Keep that shit low black, that shit be getting' back 2 a nigga that will fight 4 you at the drop of a hat I tried to tell'em let me do this here They talkin' like they don't want Nina getting' thru this year I'm still strugglin' hard, how can niggas disregard I'm 30 Watch what you say when you speak to little birdies I'm constantly dirty [Chorus] [Repeat 4x] |
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