Tech N9ne - Be Jealous lyrics
(Intro) I'm just a young boy, trying to get my money on Making music in K.C., he-he-he-he-he But Mitch Bade n***a's, wanna hate Techa Nina, And they won't stop f**king with me, so I'ma f**k wit n***a's Na-na-na-na-na, you can not f**k with That n***a Tech N9ne, coming wit that rough sh** Them n***as know that I deserve it when they heard it Had the nerve to say its nothing, n***a, so I got to bust this Be Jealous, This is dedicated to all ya'll hater's Be Jealous, I see ya'll watching me when I walk in the club Be Jealous, This is dedicated to all Mitch Bader's Be Jealous, You mother f**ker's ain't showing Tech Nina no love (Verse 1) F**k Muh-F**kers, buck Muh-F**kers And the pain come n***a with a bang, I'ma k**er, better duck Muh-F**ker Watch you standing on? (Nada) What you claim to bone? (Nada) What you plan to own? (Nada) That sh** done came and gone Blood sweat and tears n***a, been about fifteen years n***a Ain't never been no fears n***a, All I hear is cheers n***a That's why I be in the bathroom with the b**hes at Maniacs That's why them hoe's in the club with Tech given bl**jobs in the back How many n***as really worry bout scars? How many n***as wanna become a wuss? F**k with a n***a like Tech and a buzz Right to the head and the grave is dug Mean Mugs, n***a's ain't never seen love So they stream blood while I fiend bub full of green shrubs And mushrooms, I bust rooms, open a custom To float across the ocean with verbal motion the notion is boasting I'm hoaking with jealous, mother f**kers embellish But you can't say I ain't ready for fame, yonks, and relish (Chorus) Be Jealous, when you see me on the T.V. Screen whiling Be Jealous, when you see me in the magazine smiling Be Jealous, when they let me in the club for free, n***as Be Jealous, 'cause I'm bumy wit b**hes around me Ha-ha, mother f**ker, ha-ha (ha-ha) Ha-ha, mother f**ker, ha-ha (he-he-he-he) Ha-ha, mother f**ker, ha-ha (ha-ha) And the lit, I'ma spit, I'ma kick that sh** (Verse 2) No more stalling, I'ma start prowling on n***as, growling on n***as And we smiling 'cause the Villain album went six thousand on n***as In Kansas City alone, we packed the dome with Mike and Liddy alone In the west side, Lee Jone, Milly Mal, I left you but it's a pity you're gone n***as ain't know mine, 'cause they know it, and I'ma do it big That's why the Techa Nina never ever got a problem getting a gig 'cause I rip sh** they liked (chea), I flip sh** you make right (chea) When I spit sh**, I get rich quick, and make hits from doctors they liked (chea) 9 millimeter guns, gonna be the one, making a million, when I come Never gonna be the bum, where I come from, n***as better get some Tried to be right to these n***as, tried to be nice to these n***as So now its time for Nine Godzilla to make mice of these n***as You envy me, 'cause your b**h play Techa Nina all day And you see me on MTV, kicking it with king Tech, my n***a sway Broke n***as ain't friends to me, you n***as really want me to disperse? Alright, I'll leave, but when I come back it's gonna be 20 G's a verse, n***a (Chorus) Be Jealous, when you see me on the T.V. Screen whiling Be Jealous, when you see me in the magazine smiling Be Jealous, when they let me in the club for free, n***as Be Jealous, 'cause I'm bumy wit b**hes around me Ha-ha, mother f**ker, ha-ha (ha-ha) Ha-ha, mother f**ker, ha-ha (he-he-he-he) Ha-ha, mother f**ker, ha-ha (ha-ha) And the lit, I'ma spit, I'ma kick that sh** (Verse 3) n***as better stop talking about me, I ain't did sh** I don't rap against n***as, stop trying to get me to rap so ya'll can make grits Agginy, don't be speaking my name, I know I f**ked up On a personal tip, but if you n***as talking about you better rap, mother f**kers better duck And if any of you n***as over there on the inside, infiltrating me and my rouges Them n***as don't give no f**ks about how many Tech N9ne units sold And whoever you b**h n***as is saying, I'm kicking it in Lee Joes log Lee Joe'll tell you I'm original, and by the way Lee Joe my dog! And that justice mother f**kers won't quit, saying The Calm Before The Stormâ aint sh** We k**ed yall when 96-97, when about when the new sh** hit And I heard n***as said I was washed up, said the Tech N9ne flow was sleep That's probably why I got new sh** in new movies like Digging In Water and Its Too Deep n***as be jealous, tie you up and beat you down to a bloody pulp son Got my villains and me, mad enough to bust one I'm the second coming, but you don't know 'cause you dumb Before I go, I'll tell you jealous mother f**kers to s** one (Chorus) Be Jealous, when you see me on the T.V. Screen whiling Be Jealous, when you see me in the magazine smiling Be Jealous, when they let me in the club for free, n***as Be Jealous, 'cause I'm bumy wit b**hes around me Ha-ha, mother f**ker, ha-ha (ha-ha) Ha-ha, mother f**ker, ha-ha (he-he-he-he) Ha-ha, mother f**ker, ha-ha (ha-ha) And the lit, I'ma spit, I'ma kick that sh**