Tech N9ne - This Is Me/Goodbye lyrics

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Tech N9ne - This Is Me/Goodbye lyrics

(Intro: Tech N9ne) Hahahaha, in the world of BET I'm just too better than rock and roll huh In the world of MTV My name is too gangsta huh, hahaha Man, Stragne Music we got this baby This year we got this one baby Red hair, red everything It's Tech N9ne baby like it or not (Verse 1: Tech N9ne) Never been a harder rhymer in my region or globally that's holdin' me I'm totaly hard and bossed up Why you think the majority of the rap musical authority sword me, I balled and crossed 'em Cause they don't wanna let the crazy kid in then Spit his hiems speakin' a grim religion Of rhyme, forbiddin my hisems are hidden My mind, to written then spittin' the kid in The N9ne, is playin' you, slayin' you, sprayin' you, permanently delayin' you, swayin' through It's the gay in you thats hatin' who somethin' that hella beyond that does (I love Kanye, his sh** is bombay, but I'm rough) And you can see it in my retina That I won't be lettin' ya Threatinas better respect Tech the messenger Too dope on this to be History listen it's a mystery Why they spittin' and dissin' me (Hook: Tech N9ne & Big Krizz Kalico) This is me (this is me) I'm a king, I'm a klown, I'm a G (I'm a G) I believe what I want Got you singin' my song But your seein' me wrong So what's a matter with me? This is the belief (the belief) The religion has arisin' from the deep (from the deep) Darkest prison if you listen you will see (you will see) If colision your decision you will reap what you sow so forget what you know this is me (Verse 2: Tech N9ne) This is Tech bra For years I've been the next to collect a plethra of checks lets get extra Is what I set ta Travis let's go select the baddest rappers infect the planet leave 'em in exta See I'm a vet the powers don't really wanna let the best Come and wreck the sets and test your sector Instead of rawness like Inspecta Deckta Eldest rather set they specs on Mason Betha Slept on my records If you knew my music's Hannibal Lecta What the hell you callin' for Masta Flex for? Don't pester me I won't sweet you be on a quest to Investagate your techma respect the Shockra tease in hop to these Hot degress me and Mr. O apostrophe Never listen to these pop-a-C's cause they s**! (I love 50 Cent he gritty went he vent but I'm rough) And you can see it in my demeanor The Tecca Nina will blast arenas The gra** is greener Made it ma to the top of the world Kiss me, miss me (This Is Me) Can't you see? (Hook) [Verse 3: Tech N9ne] The industry treat me like a ride on the short bus That's why I'm tellin' they youngstas when you retort cuss And make your fort fuss Cause you went out on Sam Goody on F.Y.E. with they money and you support us Strangers, Shadies, Psychopaths and Juggalos Losers, Shooters, College women and Gutter hoes Rock it from precious dough Drops it just lets it flow Cop it don't knock it you block it stop at the record sto' This is Aaron Yates thizlely and Rain This is for little Donnie, this is for all Lequoia's pain This is, for the sickness of Marty Sue This is for all the love of Sarah, Susie, Ira-Mae and Aizzyda Lou This is for Ike and Ricky Rufus Rhonda, Barbara, and Marla really This is for B'zle and I know that rest of my family is with me This is my friends, this is the end, this is the G This is life, this is wrong, this right, this is me! (Hook) - 2X

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