Tech N9ne - Now its on lyrics

(feat. 57th. St. Rogue Dog Vilans)

Wicked wicked

Now it's on [echos]

[Short Nitty:]

I murder your whole city

Nigga like Frank Nitty's hideous as idiots

Niggas betta get respect when I flex

Comin tech flows like amphibians

From here to the Carribeans

Unexplored territories like Venus

Niggas never seen the teen the teams keenest

Bury ya mind like Zimas

Infared beamers keep ya posse on my penis

[Tech N9ne:]

Now it's on

Wickeds in this da link a mid to west flex

Did a piss

To this bitch who dis this cl-ick

Bliss is hangin that bitch by the clitoris

You get spit on

Shit on

Hit on

Get on the dick of this

Sl-ick niggaRA

But you can always call the Nina

A killer in America

Amerikilla

[Short Nitty:]

I got skills to kill

Like overdosin pills

Blood spills for million dollar bills

You can't try to peel this

Or feel the illness

Of a nigga that's comin out real (real)

I don't know why

Nigga you livin a lie

A plus I despise those who try

A nigga like I this high and fly and sly

Mid west side so you just might die

[Tech N9ne:]

Check it out

I murder these hoes, Hercules flows

My shit carries on like hepatitis

So don't bites me

An enemy

Gimme no fuckery foul like (what)

Now I gotta cock it to re-write it

I might just

Make a nigga bite dust

When I bust plus

Can maybe feels great

Can it be ill? yes

Sanity kills a real nigga but still

I wreckin like I'm a Deville

The best, the NINE!, correct, BURN!

Now it's your turn

You must LEARN!

Misery niggas the craze like 24 gang niggas on SHERM!

When it's on I be heated like a hot comb

Tell these punk muthafuckas to leave me alone

When I'm in the zone you get blown away

Get the clothes away

Mitch Bade niggas cause it's on today

[chorus x18:]

Now it's on

[Lejo:]

Now let me smoke and choke

Let these niggas know that Lejo ain't brought no jokes

Nigga betta learn the ropes

We like costra nostra

And'll fuck around and cut yo' throat

Decapitation facin devastation nations when they ragin can't stop this

Nigga you can catch a fist

And you can rest in piss

But the diss and you thought I missed

I'm indestructable and untouchable

Ain't givin a fuck about what you know

I don't love no hoe, I don't mug no mo

But I'm still collectin my other dough

Now peep the rawness my rhymes is flawless

Fools get tossed for tryin to floss like bosses

People can call this the clique wit no losses

Cause a nigga can flow from September to August

Deeper than seven seas, colder than no degrees

Niggas is easy to get down on ya knees

When you fuckin wit rhymes like these

I always find that he's bitin my shit it's me he's tryin to be

No more chances understand this

I'm the man wit the plan I stand from Kansas

And this weed enhances scandalous dances

What is in my hands will take yo last glances

Fuckin wit a technicality, that's what it gotta be

Nigga sittin on the side of me

My mentality makes fatality reality

Split yo anatomy, assault and battery

Niggas pray to God we stop, we won't though

Askin who's on the top, they don't know

But don't no muthafucka in the muthafuckin western muthafuckin hemisphere really want Joe

Associated with a deadly force we got codes

Deeper than morse

Sounds like (noise)

And needle points bullet shoot through a horse

So of course

I'm leavin niggas dead like a corpse

(Gun shot then a pause...)

[Tech N9ne:]

Don't test me

Biatchres

Another collorialism I came up wit the bitch deep this twist

Betta hurry pick a position I do for when you niggas submited to Amerikilla did it and then I

I quit it I flip in a minute I'ma get them rellish lips

You can't sell us dip

We gettin high off K bombay (bombay)

Packin hella heat like Pompay (Pompay)

Itch-made abay igga-may anyway

I get ill when I feel like, gettin biz

You know what that is?

I know what that is

When I be rippin eveybody know what that is

Rewind, SLEMET, NIET, HAA, HEEEH!!

If anybody wanna catch this

I just said fuck demons and I got pit backwards

And that's bomb futuristic attack shit

Match this

Takes hella practice

To rips scripts nigga gotta be thug

I gotta make this shit make sense so I can say "made it ma"

Top of the world

Gimme life or give me death

Death becomes evil like asmodious I gotta a melodious flow

It becomes podious changeable

Untameable angel

Angelic

Bustin like a Magnum, Tom Selleck

Advisary terror

Sick of loosin money in Harris

Mac assasin like Anotonio Banderas

How many niggas you know I bust style

So ambidextrous and I mean I'm buck wild

When it's on

I be heated like a hot comb

Like I said in the first, zone

Accident prone

But these niggas don't wanna flex wit Tech when the heat is on

Nigga

Now it's on

[chorus]