[Tech N9ne] I'm just a small town country boy straight from Kansas City In the midst of evil and you can bet every demon's planning to get me Lay me down flat, put me in a permanent night sack We living in them times where the angels loc and they fight back Showing no love coming at us Coin no love coming at us Fight cause my blood really matters Fight cause my blood really matters Never will they come from the shoulders so they get guns and they got us But we be the angels that'll mangle with a millimeter quick they scatter What you think you know about me, Nina Alcie, finna Now he's, meaner Used to be the nice guy now here he is furious People get curious Listen to me and say "He's pretty serious." Down to dirt, die for the dollars Angels in Coupes and Impalas Pray to the gods and the Allahs Search for the funk when they rob us See us getting mauled at the mall, home girls really love to mob us Went to the D. M and the I, doing a gig and the whole place almost got us Kneel When you in the good graces of an angel/demon you feel ill If your spirit ain't real No sign of inertia the powers looking for a grave to insert ya What you thinking, what you don't know might hurt ya Showing no love for the bane Better make way for the rain When the rapture really came Only Tech's legacy remain Give me that cabbage give me that relish give me money you can keep fame Get ready for the blood, ready for murder everybody better get ready for the pain You know? Haha [Outro: Sway talking] I remember when Jay-Z was up and he said you made him feel like he want to go to revolution