open your bloodstreams. Snake ya make ya broad disrespect ya break I break the One N9ne grace to face wit pace ya hates the way I make raps erase ya
Translation: Tech N9ne. Snake It.
open your bloodstreams. Snake ya make ya broad disrespect ya break I break the One N9ne grace to face wit pace ya hates the way I make raps erase ya hearts
Pato and Roger ago talk (Right) Aha, uhu, Pato and Roger ago talk. You come in a de dance, You jump up and prance, And when tek a stop A so we hold
Look up!! C-c-c-c-c-captain christ says!! You think too much about the wrong things. You sing about the wrong things. Take extra special care!! Simply
ThereA's no way I can talk myself out of this one tonite and thereA's no way that I can ever win with you. IA've sung the same song. IA've sang it for
a speech I kick ya each verse Groove let the shit just spit now it's dirt Death pressin ya and ya like a hustler on the first ya need work Stand by the
I need y'all to hear me out there Can y'all hear me out there? Through blocks and boroughs, cops is plottin' Snakes slither while hustlers chop they
know if ya scared bring that tired ass home (OH THAT'S CRAZY) Oh, man ya know that's crazy (OH THAT'S CRAZY) I need to find out if ya feel what I'm saying
on a cold winters night You'll be sailing for glory before you know what is right So come over here now, I got a vision for you It's my personal snake
Plus ya scared to shoot a gun for fun You bust a couple of slugs off the rooftop My team, come and touch ya somethin', make ya crew drop My nigga ICE,
Ya heard the Ice was rockin', ticket sales were high Bought some fresh Adidas so you could look fly Broke out from your crib rushin' to get here Tripped
by morning, somebody else soon would be dead Let's peel their caps back The cars at the corner like a long black snake Nightprowlin' for a life to take Ya
one will ever slay me And I ain't lyin' rhyme do pay me ! Rhyme pays ---- !! Verse three: I'm notorious, I'm infamous. Like a snake I'm venomous For
me, hi hater Yeah, let 'em see me Hi hater, pull of easy (Bye hater) You don't like me? (Why hater?) Won't you tell 'em how mad I make ya? I ain't
light on you baby [Hook 2] Show me what ya bout lil daddy I know you need to stop, stop hatin' I know what ya not whodi And that is Weezy baby Blunts