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Tech N9ne - The Beast lyrics
(Insanity at it's finest. Fire starter, riot maker, moon strickened animal need, bad seed untameable beast) Everybody around me always think they know what's going on inside my mind, think I'm Mr. Nice Guy all the time. How they say on Diary? You think you know, but you have no idea (Chorus) K-C-M-O is with me, lets make Mo grow. We will be shaking your flow, come against me that's a no-no. Yo, cause I'm a Beast I can tell your woman's wantin Techaneez, on the dance floor all the way in VIP I'm a rapper, I can catch her, and she will leave with me because of my stature. Now everybody move, everybody bounce. Whoever the Nina choose, we about to pounce. (work it out) Havin' fun ain't no one on my level, I turn left and I'm about to put this pedal to the metal. I like all money, tall money, no small money. Ya got a let techneeze tease your shakra. Species release freaks, please the monster. Petite beast, feast these, be's we'll rock ya. Stand tough bra, hush when I busta rhymes that'll crush ya homie don't be a sucka. When your lova say tecca nina's a brotha, she tryin to say that she left you for anotha. (Chorus x2) Your really wik-wack funny like a wallabee, but I'm hot and now I'm getting me where I oughta be. Squallerbee, harder, we need dollars camaraderie, the hotter these scholary, the larger the lottery. Need yen, ten, twins, gotta succeed spend G's, Ben Franks We cram Gs in banks, breathe through weed wind thanks Hungry like the wolf indeed but I give money to my G's that need a lift. In Sherman Oaks but from Kansas City, I miss home, Cali is Business but man it's pretty. I ain't lying y'all, monster from money to mind y'all, if I wasn't gettin money I wouldn't shine dog. You'd never see the nine fall. Big house, wood floors, maid cleanin the kitchen with pine-sol (Chorus x2) Friend, this industry is no kin to me behold the flow of the century. But they scared of me rappers they don't compare to me. Fair to be said that he dares to be sincerely a rarity. Check the sound scan, look around man. Wake up look at your jacob you in killer clown land. Face paint and wicked chickets be struttin, what? And we rock it for sadity women in the button ups. Hands down we rock harder than kiss, but rap me Kutt and Krizz. Can I get two stomps and a clap in this bit... Need a shot to the top 'cause the plots to get rich. Tell ya executives, I'm next for this success, it is. Yet the best for Tech, this ain't wack this hit is hostile rap with this. This is the beast baby. Out, I mean exodus. (I live and I will destroy you. I am the beast.) K-C-M-O is with me, lets make Mo grow. We will be shaking your flow, come against me that's a no-no. Yo, cause I'm a Beast K-C-M-O is with me, lets make Mo grow. We will be shaking your flow, come against me that's a no-no. Yo, cause I'm a Beast K-C-M-O is with me, lets make Mo grow. We will be shaking your flow, come against me that's a no-no. Yo, cause I'm a Beast |
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