He wont play me on radio cause they be on
Punk shit daily on, industrys a shady one
Dont nobody wanna deal with a nigga that got it together
For real and even think his own thoughts
Everybody wanna do what everybody else doing the copy cat is what
They been taught, Imma get in the brain of the lame
I contain pain and imma give it to the rap game
The way youre doing it the way youre persuing it youre
Gonna ruin it villain its a god damn shame.
Are you ready for the real here we go now,
Most on the radio cant flow now,
Everyday I gotta cut the radio down
Sound like another pac or an O-Town
You cant have a contest or a show down
When two cats got the same kind of flow sound
Tecca Nina Im coming to put the mo down
Run up in the record label with a four pound
Am I too versatile cursed to drown in the bowels
Of the earth man Ill be first to growl and burst out the vowels
Of the original murderist verse out the mouth
Big Tech N9nes gonna be the one running the race
Thats real Im speaking to everyone in the place
I can deal with you dont like the drum
And the bass if you can deal with a mother fucking gun in your face
I cant get with it, record labels and the industry is sick with it
P.D.s some really dont know a hit for shit
Kick the bitch if you diss my hit, you might get pistol whipped
Catchem in the hall, hittem in the jaw
Give it to the fans they can get it all
Cause the industry is punks, Tech Im ready to get krunk
Im comin to straight dump with a pump
How many 2 pacs and JZs and Master Ps can they conceive?
Dont they know a few glocs 380s and master keys will makeem bleed
How you gonna say black people wont listen to this or dont listen to that
Like saying a fool can slang cane a fool can gang bang but never will get hit with a gat
You better get your story straight cause I aint no devil for real
Im a rebel for real that Tech N9ne is on some other level for real
Youre a pebble to real niggas songs like Psycho Bitch and Real Killer
Einstein nigga thats a mill stealer the idiots say black folk wont feel us
What you think we dumb? Do we all gotta run when the heat come?
Showing original tongue itll be fun but the mother fuckers want the bums
And the weak ones Suge Knight punked
The industry quick thats because most the industrys bitch nigga
Im a man I dont be running from nobody we deal with niggas who trippin and giving us shit
Radio wont play the unk fay thought they wanted rap
To advance but they ont day when I die imma aunt hay
Every industry faggot who giving money to an unk pay
Tech and Tekneko get people involved from KC to Mexico
Strapped with that fat desert eagle run up on the industry
And let the heat go
You can look into my E.Y.E.s and you can see why these
Mother fuckers dont wanna see my steeze
Cause imma killa when lyricals come undone I do miracles
And I come from the kingdom of rumble drums
And hums become bumbles, Im the one that begun the gun tongue get sprung
Got everyone comin in bundles
Act like a bitch treated like a bitch, act like a chump
Treated like a chump when the funk jumps what you gonna want?
Aint gon want nothin industry punks you can run but ya cant hide from the ride
You can say that its dope but I wont buy it, you can think Tech 9
Really wont fly but I got a killer ear and a killer eye
Def Jam take chances in my opinion, they give advances to the niggas
Thats really on universal loud laface, thats some of my favorites
But the ones who call the shots most of em on some hater shit.
That other shit, for ya mother sis or your brother bitch
Not no lover lick, packing blackened fat and blubber shit
Yeah, the radio dead cause the industry is punks put the
Double barrel to its foe head
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