Livin Like I'm Dyin (feat. Kutt Calhoun, Krizz Kaliko, Ubiquitous Of Ces Cru and Godemis Of Ces Cru) - Tech N9ne

Dipping into a pool that's full of fools with nothing to say Stepping inside the booth, these dudes praying for luck on the page Flipping their flows, you know the only go a couple of ways Pulling in droves of hoes, fancy clothes, hustling yay Lyrical dynamite, cypher raw, busting a flame Sicker than all of y'all, my crew coming, we're crushing the game Gettin dividends and diamond mines up in the chain Strugglin all my life I had to fight, grew up in the pain Shippin the fame at night (?) Over night, blew up in the game Pushing my pen inside your vestibule to rupture your brain Running up in your shit for what ever the structure contain Doctor Hannibal Lecter, the cops stuck A speech of mine would make Clarice come and unbuckle the chains Buffalo Bill, y'alls dick and balls tucked in your legs These chickens sit upon the side line, clucking for eggs I'm ready to make an omelette, I'm looking for something to break We coming the pace and face to the left If you came for the Ces, why you savin your breath One step to the right, lit it up in the lights Get wild for the night Err'body in the back, where you in? Where you at? More middle of the map Bring it back to the front Let me see your ass all jump, jump, jump! Trapped in the Colosseum A sea of em all I see is Praying for the predator Dieing for what they call ideas Go for your gun and it's done Nobody ever lived that come at this one Go for your gun and it's done Nobody ever lived that come at this one Spilling my blood while paintin' a pic Stick in the mud, some say what we make is the shit And whether or not I believe y'all the tiniest bit I know when to go, Tech told me to stick to the script Doin' a pile of blow til' I feel the Deevil inside Runnin around the crib nakey, I got nothin' to hide Tippin' the scale in our favor, tryna savor the buzz Comin' up in the game, killin' with a plethora of cuts And you can bet I give the credit to the Bloods and the drugs All of that said, you can still find me up in the club And I'm an animal, nobody wants a beast in the camp Revving this engine, pedal to the medal, reachin' the ramp Put 'em in ICU and I see you be sure to salute I'm Ready to Die, don't ask me why, nigga, just Gimme the Loot Tell 'em I got it, Godemis gotta be fadin' to black Stumblin' out the meeting, throwin' up the snake and the bat Get 'em in line, blindfolded, backs flat to the wall Keep in their mind "Im the death dealer bustin' at y'all" The way they been talkin sound as soft as somethin' stuffed in they bra Your fuckin' opinion matter as much as what I flushed at the mall Who in the fuck are y'all callin' suckers, puckerin' up Lookin' to blow it all, well I'm packin' somethin' to suck We in the arena now, we leave it all out on the field Countin' the minutes til' its 13 with an hour to kill Gimme the powder with pills, sippin a bottle, I'm swill Nobody believed in includin' me, but we do got a deal How does it feel, I'm feelin the winter chill, tip of the ice They givin' me cold stares and they so flaky they drift in the skies The holiest matrimony, holy's chuckin' handful of rice Makin' a pact you'll probably regret for the rest of your life I'm steppin inside the ring and dancin', hangin' all on the ropes The media's screamin' at me, snappin' pics and callin' for quotes

Let me tell you 'bout, my friend named Skip, Skip, Lou Skip to my Lou, Skip to my Lou Skip to my Lou, Skip to my Lou my darlin Skip to my Lou, Skip to my Lou, Skip-Skip to my Lou Skip to my Lou, Skip to my Lou, Skip to my Lou, Skip-Skip to my Lou my darlin Skip to my Lou, Lou skipped to class Come up on some work now we gon' get some cash Put it in a Pyrex, mix, swirl and bake Put it on the block, now we flip pearl for paint Uh, He coming up, he get girls away But enemies him gotta exterminate Gonna figure out if he get served he make The same amount of cake that he get working late for eight week straight Oh, that's some dough, dollar sign make it sound so rational Pluggin dudes in like a cold waxy-o For Lou he can make a thing go clap for sure Now he got a gat and he hold that you know Christ up jeans and a throwback, you know Watch and the chain and it's so plat, you know Casey with the print so flat, you know Now he got a gat and he hold that, you know Christ up jeans and a throwback, you know Watch and the chain and it's so plat, you know Casey with the print so flat, you know Uh, He got the block, he lock the street, he's making moves now He's making moves now, see he make it move now Now he got a gat and he hold that, you know Christ up jeans and a throwback, you know Watch and the chain and it's so plat, you know Casey with the print so flat, you know Uh, Yeah, he looking like a professional Gangsta, drug dealer that will go tap it all So when you think the thing gonna clack you know Who the director when you gon act your role Now the hood hot and the block filled with hate The wrong motherfucker just got killed today Ghetto vendetta when the block peel your face The hole in the watch and will not spill the name Well, plot's change, things switch around It's inevitable, the king gets the crown The crown gets the price, the price hits the town King dead 'fore the damn thing hits the ground Bad mofucker sling English around He don't like trouble but he brings it around Run up on ya quick when the thing spits around And take a half second, like click-click, POW What it was? Blood on the dutch Wet like sweat but not from the buzz He said cool when the word get to my crew They be coming for you, too, Skip to my Lou Skip to my Lou, Skip to my Lou Skip to my Lou, Skip to my Lou my darlin He got the block, he lock the street, he makin moves now He makin moves now, see he make it move now Now he got a gat and he hold that, you know Christ up jeans and a throwback, you know Watch and a chain and it's so plat, you know Casey with the print so flat, you know Now I got a gat and I hold that you know Christ up jeans and a throwback, you know Watch and a chain and it's so plat, you know Casey fingerprint Skip, Skip, Skip Skip to my Lou, guess who Skipped to class Come up on some work, now I'm gon' to get some cash Put it in a Pyrex, mix, swirl and bake Put it on the block, now I flip pearl for paint Uh, I'm coming up, I get girls away But enemies I gotta exterminate Gonna figure out, if I get served I make The same amount of cake that I did working late for eight week straight Oh, that's some dough, dollar sign make it sound so rational Pluggin dudes in like a cold waxy-o For Lou I can make a thing go clap for sure Now I got a gat and I hold that, you know Christ up jeans and a throwback, you know Watch and a chain and it's so plat, know Casey with the print so flat, you know Uh, Yeah, I'm lookin like a professional Gangster drug dealer that will go tap it all So when you think the thing gonna crack you know Who the director when you gonna act your role Now the hood hot and the block filled with hate The wrong motherfucker just got killed today Ghetto vendetta when the block peel your face The hole in the watch and will not spill the name Well, Plot's change, things switched around It's inevitable, the king gets the crown The crown gets the price, the price hits the town The king dead 'fore the damn thing hits the ground Bad motherfucker sling English around I don't like trouble but I bring it around Run up on ya quick when the thing spits around And take a half second, like click-click, POW What it was? Blood on the dutch Wet like sweat but not from the buzz I said cool when the word get to my crew They be coming for you, too, Skip to my Lou Skip to my Lou, Skip to my Lou Skip to my Lou, Skip to my Lou my darlin I got the block, I lock the street, I'm making moves now I'm making moves now, see, I make it move now I got the block, I lock the street, I'm making moves now I'm making moves now, see, I make it move now

Fight the pain Inside the rain A rebel know To let the devil go So now to gettin paid Bout to be workin like a slave (Krizz Kaliko) Im Kinda good, kinda bad Kinda gettin money, can't be mad I'm kinda broke, but I'm kinda rich Wishin I had a corner i could put a bitch in Ain't gon do nothin Ain't like I'm sufferin Food for my baby mouth Then I bought a house for my baby mother And what's wrong I try Don't matter, still Die And I'm strong, but I'm not When I'm alone, I cry Out for you, it's hard to do I can't see you, sold out for you When out my mouth, I sprout a noose Too much vodka and mountain dew I say what i be meanin If you listenin fast you think I was a hethin But the last Sunday recievin the preacher from the pastor And not even believin the bastard But no Hades, God's baby God made me a lil crazy And I'm off, I'm gone My life, is my song So what I mean When I sing Still on the wing in the prayer But if I listen to what is written in the scripture Maybe it'll get me there Sharin with people I swear it isn't evil Scattered it might be in vain But if I say I'm the genius Then like Jesus, everybody gonna know my name Kali! (Chorus) I been workin like a slave Oh long And I been tired lonely lone Some journey I been stumbled on this road I been wrong (I know) I know that there's no peace In my shelter (Kutt Calhoun) I need reperations from the state of present situations And it's not easy To walk in every path in my jeans It's hard when your family Wonderin when you gonna make enough to stop leavin Stop breathin for a minute cause it's all artificial When I'm lost Tryna get you And them haters right behind em Wanna shove a double barrel sawed off in your dental And what can I do stop a big catastrophe With n***as after me, b****es after me Wanna have my baby Listen cuz lately Tries and Tribulations tackle me My Momma think I made it She feelin a lady Proud of her only son-born My kids think I'm the greatest How can I displace my feelings like a funyun Salty and all You'll be Locked in the stall Tryin Lost in the cause Truly, no denying Ain't nobody gonna do it for me For the moon to let it drive me insane Solicitation of a prostitute cuz you a hoe When you're playin this game But it's ok I am gon ride til I triumph Cuz everybody once upon a time was a slave This is Calhoun (Chorus) I been workin like a slave Oh long And I been tired lonely lone Some journey I been stumbled on this road I been wrong (I know) I know that there's no peace In my shelter (Tech N9ne) I work, I play And I drink booze everyday Tryin em up of the blues imma say Used in the way Fools run astray I like, I jesus Try, somebody please help me Momma got a problem with diabetes it don't seem healthy Everything depends on Nina Fame hittin Dante's seen ya Gotta n***a thinkin some of the fans I'm makin Wanna do me like Selenya Devil laughin like a hyena Lose another good in my demeanor I don't wanna go I soap the flo And before you know I got to go And Charlie Sheen ya! Tryna stay good with tha old lady My mom made her go crazy No time for the poor baby So don't let a muthaf***a play me When I say FU pay me Even though I'm gettin money you can still see I'm hungry like I'm in Hey What am I to do What am I to you But alotta cool But I'm not amused Can't you see I'm stressed, not free From ya'll I'm sick My body's not even this pressure Don't let up this will prolly stop for Tech Nina (Chorus) I been workin like a slave Oh long And I been tired lonely lone Some journey I been stumbled on this road I been wrong (I know) I know that there's no peace In my shelter

Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, oh Welcome to the motherfucking show I go by the name of T-E-C-H-N-9-N-E T-E-C-H-N-9-N-E Yeah! T-E-C-H-N-9-N-E T-E-C-H-N-9-N-E For short, you can call me N9na! T-E-C-H-N-9-N-E T-E-C-H-N-9-N-E For short, you can call me N9na! T-E-C-H-N-9-N-E T-E-C-H-N-9-N-E Yeah! I been a killer in the game when I first put The pen to the pad like your first day out N9ne be a thriller wit' the thang when I spurt Suck 'em in with the gab in a verse they shout Like when all the people at the church play Crouch When you're pornographic and the Kirk spray out On a workday couch and divert they spouse at the house My residue on her birthday blouse! What I hear out here is not stunnin' Sound like y'all disregarded what Biggie and Pac brung in But me I been rippin' shows havin' the thots summoned When I took my dick out of the equation Yo they stopped comin'! 'Bout ta flow tonight Am I gonna be spitting wickedness? Sho' ya right! Vulgar like Dolemite not runnin' fo' the light Poltergeist, roll the dice You're gonna find I'm the business when I hold the mic Know the fright, N9cian out wrap you chicken's Qdoba like Vive la Tech, N9na the vet Everyone knowin' that he so ballsy Diva ya get, eager ta let All of us hit because we so saucy Deeper the press, the weaker ya set They cannot fathom how we so Maude Khalifah the best Peak of the nest That is the reason why people call me T-E-C-H-N-9-N-E T-E-C-H-N-9-N-E Yeah! T-E-C-H-N-9-N-E T-E-C-H-N-9-N-E For short, you can call me N9na! T-E-C-H-N-9-N-E T-E-C-H-N-9-N-E For short, you can call me N9na! T-E-C-H-N-9-N-E T-E-C-H-N-9-N-E Yeah! Ain't no way you get around it There's no taking away my seat I'm chosen, right hand on my crotch It'll let you know ain't nothing weak I'm holding snakes and the bats around my neck They be like my flows I keep 'em frozen Chopping away you wack ass rappers N9na be leaving 'em decomposing I can demolish all of 'em, that's my sales pitch One monkey done stopped the show, I'm from the Zou, I can smell shit They wanna get violent 'cause their ladies really want my male stick But I never cooperate with a thot to mate so you fail bitch Superhero to boost the ego I eat up any rapper like I do chorizo I'm taking what I got and give it to the Migos To woo the people get through to Ebro Superpowers I'm possessing it Tech is if nothin' written on my check is a deficit Dumping diction down a dungeon is a definite Rock the red on my red and I'm reppin' it Got a problem with it blood, there is the bait We soldiers living in this country and well aware of your hate This country from the jump ain't nothing but terror mistake So I think that hat would've been a good thing if it said Make America great, my name is T-E-C-H-N-9-N-E T-E-C-H-N-9-N-E Yeah! T-E-C-H-N-9-N-E T-E-C-H-N-9-N-E For short, you can call me N9na! T-E-C-H-N-9-N-E T-E-C-H-N-9-N-E For short, you can call me N9na! T-E-C-H-N-9-N-E T-E-C-H-N-9-N-E Yeah! Yeah N9na, you tell 'em, you sell 'em Real shit, ill spit, mill ticks, to deal with, let's go Ay, oh, ay, oh, ay, oh, ay, oh Welcome to the motherfucking show

Huh Okay, got it Kill 'em Searched maps when I started to burst raps 1985, that's when I first snapped Decades before they birthed apps I was giving niggas, what did we call it back then? Dirt naps But nowadays they still singing our praise Know how to raise a lot of hell up or else your crowd'll fade Devour naysayers hating try'na set a cloud ablaze My route'll stay electro lit and Kali's my Powerade And together we get paid in full (that's right) For the cheddar, we big raging bulls And it'll get Haitian cruel, meddling with pay and jewels Enemies sit, laid in pools Hit 'em with a quick blazing tool He said he wasn't a fan of us Coming at me with a camera See me become a stammera 'Cause I am the one with the stamina I got the fully, I'm 'bout to be bully from KCMO and the Canada You are the work of a janitor And I'm really coming to damage ya Nobody wanna be showed up They send me one verse and they hold up I send 'em my verse then they go buss Another verse after mine, it's a stole cut 'Cause they go nuts when a pro clutch Microphones givin' no fucks 'Cause I'm dope plus in my flow trust I got fa' sho' guts, they get ate like a Po' Russ From Jackstack, the gat's back When I'm out my town, I get my Aventus right at Saks That smell and my riches will get your bitches' hat macked Bosses take losses when they cross this black cat And that's facts (done) Don't nobody want none 'cause (I can make you outdone) Really wanna flow with the gun, you niggas are just (done) When I'm doing it for fun, yo (I can make you outdone) Doubt from when you slouched, what's the outcome? (Done) When I go left and I'm speaking in tongues (I can make you outdone) Ayy, yatafawaq ealayha (done) Technician and independent number one (I can make you outdone) You know the vibes, nigga No drums, I still rock that bitch The industry shunned me but I got that stitch (just one) Eminem, Wayne, Kendrick and Pac's rap pick Jahseh, Joyner, and Logic too so stop that shit Acting like you don't see me in the conversation Of the greatest, I never got a nomination 'Cause you hated, you calling me an abomination When it was domination, when you played it How a nigga feeling outdone when you get him on a label with ya Get his clout sprung up the louse hung up your mouth guns at your picture Now ain't that a kick in the sack? When I saw it was fixing to snap On a Gathering mission to pack him out but Travis Told us keep bicking it back So I let it go when I shoulda beheaded it bro 'Cause I put him on a pedestal as an incredible I know he regret it so 'Cause the bread it goes dead, it sit low as your credit score Man, I'm so (done) Now I'm biting my thumbs 'cause (I can make you outdone) Calling Kevin Wendell Crumb will never stop this beast They know when I spit speech (I can make you outdone) Shit gets deep My talent gives some rappers shivers and it should (yes sir) 'Cause I kill it with some of the best spitters and it's good (that's right) Guessing my sketching, gets 'em stressing They go left and feel threatened Something like police 'round niggas in the hood (yeah) White and black, mostly white though (that's right) With hundreds of years with beef, ain't no lipo (no) The problem is no face to face, just Skype, yo (bitch) That's so cowardly, kinda like they did Iso No conversation, just left him for doing a song with me All the ties from the other side was gone quickly Tears flow here bro 'cause I ain't double-cross zero We all know Mike Johnson is one of the fastest at rappin', and that ain't what I'm here for I'm here for rocking the spot Not leaving your mothers with a coffin to drop Anybody got a problem with me when your daddy was popping the twat? Instead of inside her, shoulda took you and shot in a sock