Tech N9ne - Tales of the Terrorist lyrics

[Intro: Freddie Gibbs] Yea, Tales of the terrorist, Tales of the terrorist Tales of the terrorist, Tales of the terrorist Felonious, red blooded American [Verse 1: Tech N9ne] Kansas City (City, City) That's where I really wanna be Grime and gritty (gritty, gritty) Back up when I throw that V Up in the air (air, air) That's five seven R D V And you know nare (nare, nare) That'll represent like me Yo we did it Kansas City, yo we did it, like Biggie say Much love my left mind said that Tech N9ne is Iggy J You can find me off in Kansas City on Saturday at Maniax Or at the Motel 6 laying up with two chicks the Lenny and Squiggy way Or jack, tripper I'm Tech the rap Ripper on Cognac, liquor I'm Tech the gat Clicker I'm up on that, thicker than water track a whipper snap Who's tryin' to bring Tony Kennedy, Del Shawn and Chipper back Signin' off, rhymin' off, the wall constantly Timin' off, never that, clever raps the comp can't be Creepin', seepin' through the crevices and hella beefin' Thinkin' they can stop the heart of Kansas City But the heart of Kansas City is beatin [Hook] Tales of the terrorist, f** the recognition But I guess my record just to reckless for the record business Won't sell my soul to chase a check but I be checking n***as Industry put lames in the game like Duncan Pinderhughes Tales of the terrorist, f** the recognition But I guess my record just to reckless for the record business Won't sell my soul to chase a check but I be checking n***as Industry put lames in the game like Duncan Pinderhughes [Verse 2: 2Pac] I want money in large amounts My garage full of cars that bounce Moving my tapes in major weight cause every dollar counts Busters is jealous and half these n***as is punks They running off at the mouth till I fill it up with my pump They jump my automatic keep 'em weary While you fronting like you Billy Bad Ass n***a you scary, I been knowing you for years We was high school peers, in Junior High I was itching' to k**, and you was, 'Ready To Die' While you bullsh**ting n***as was dying and catching cases Busting my automatics at motherf**er's in foreign places Leaving no trace, they see my face and then they buried b**hes die in a hurry, still I ride, I'm never worried Mr. Makaveli tell me to ride and I'mma ride Pick my enemies out the crowd, and motherf**er's die It's not the way I wanna live, my n***a it's how it is Homie got into a fight last night, they k**ed his kids in this life I lead [Hook] Tales of the terrorist, f** the recognition But I guess my record just to reckless for the record business Won't sell my soul to chase a check but I be checking n***as Industry put lames in the game like Duncan Pinderhughes Tales of the terrorist, f** the recognition But I guess my record just to reckless for the record business Won't sell my soul to chase a check but I be checking n***as Industry put lames in the game like Duncan Pinderhughes [Verse 3: DMX] f** y'all n***as talkin bout, think you playin wit? Double R, G-UNIT, the same ol' sh** (WHAT!) Put the f*ggots in the ring, watch 'em all quit All y'all n***as is p**y, s** my dick! Ain't nuttin but a handful of man still standin I remember 50 in a cypher when Onyx was "Slammin" (AIGHT?) Now we meet again, it's all good my n***a Back to the street again, it's all hood my n***a Knock on wood my n***a, we both walk the dog We ain't get to where we at by luck, sh** was hard (AIGHT?) But once we got through the trials it's all smiles 'til a big type n***a all of a sudden get wild Now why you gotsta go and take me back to where I came from? I'mma make you remember, where you know my name from (YEA!) 45th Street, and BLAOW-BLAOW Ave I done ran through your crew and only let off half, n***a! [Hook] Tales of the terrorist, f** the recognition But I guess my record just to reckless for the record business Won't sell my soul to chase a check but I be checking n***as Industry put lames in the game like Duncan Pinderhughes Tales of the terrorist, f** the recognition But I guess my record just to reckless for the record business Won't sell my soul to chase a check but I be checking n***as Industry put lames in the game like Duncan Pinderhughes