Tech N9ne - On The Bible lyrics

[Intro: Tech N9ne] n***as in my zoo ain't changed Make ya have to let loose thangs [Bridge: Zuse] Have you ever seen a MAC-11? New TEC-9 with the extension HK, AK-47 Mayday, man down, call the reverend [Hook: Zuse] I put that on the bible boy, count your blessings Put that on the bible boy, count your blessings Put that on the bible boy, count your blessings Put that on the bible boy, count your blessings [Verse 1: Tech N9ne] I felt like they tone said "I'm comin' to get ya" Well, that's when all the heavy artillery come in the picture And luckily cause of your past, you can have someone a**ist ya I was raised a cool brother but these motherf**ers went and summoned a n***a! I swore to never let a man's hands take me to my grave n***a With my fortune, I'mma get to torchin', like Orkin I spray n***a I know they dyin' to get it with the N9ne That's fine, they wanna make a n***a do the woop So I'mma take the carbine and put it to ya mind It's goin' through you, not around ya like a hula hoop Put that on the bible, if ya f**in' with Tech, get the rifles Totally trippin', tryna take my title, lift you right up in the sky with the Eiffel If you psycho, you can do this, if he chooses to be foolish The gun never loses, never give you the deuces n***a, this is Soo-Woo biz, ahh! Let me calm my nerves, I'mma simply put this on the word If ya hella aggravated cause of a song ya heard From the N9na, I smoke a n***a like my ganja herb I'm on the verge, no life beyond the surge When I bomb, ya served, what does one deserve But a head stomp and I'll put ya teeth on the curb, n***a!? [Bridge] + [Hook] [Verse 2: T.I.] Aye, f** all that goin' back and forth with a n***a Got a problem, what he really wanna do? If you know like I know, then you know, true And n***as make songs but they really don't do What they say, got guns but they really won't shoot He afraid, I'll lay a n***a down right now Face to the concrete, nose to the ground Do him in the streets 'fore his prayers hit the cloud And the flash and a bang, it is rarely allowed But a whole body down and a hole in the ground Dig one for the n***as who be holdin' ya down Better know I got rounds and they will go around, it's enough Eat a bullet from the four-pound if ya tough And then let the choppa spray ya down and get up Ya pull that off, I'll believe you ain't soft Otherwise, n***a you just soft as all them other guys I'll k** ya dead and I put that on my mother eyes Don't listen to these n***as, they just kick a bunch of lies How they got a bunch of guns? Shot 'em all a bunch of times I really do believe Tech got a bunch of nines Before they gave my n***a Meech a bunch of time I really know my n***a Young had a bunch of pies For the low, all my n***as had it for the high So you believe them n***as out there talking bout they BMF? They should be them n***as, none of mine I know Young got it bout what he rap bout I really pulled Meek Millz out the trap house Just like I seen Doe B with a OZ Turn around, two weeks, had a whole ki Just cause I said as a joke that the dope game dead Like this, God, a n***a went and showed me Guess what I'm tryna say is, n***a, I don't know you And f** them ol' p**y n***as, I don't want to [Bridge] + [Hook x2] [Outro: T.I.] Haahahahahaha! Man, we just k**ed a small village man You know what I'm sayin'? This hip-hop, aha! Love this sh**