歌手:Tech N9ne
专辑:《Strangeulation, Vol. II》

[Intro: Tech N9ne]
I'm proud to present this cypher to my technicians,
cause this one has been a long time coming.
So I called on my big homie Big Scoob,
and my lil' homie; JL B. Hood.
Let's go.
[Verse 1: Big Scoob]

Yeah, aha, Big Fella
Back pu*******n' that trap *******t to your tracklist
Tecca Nina's new package, Big Fella gon' snap *******
Whip game, I'm magic, front flips, no backflips
Still eatin' old passed whips, looky here, these facts, ******* (yeah!)
Big Fella y'all know me man, show me, homie, I'm still the same
I'm a little older got a little colder,
I'm still a soldier, I'm blowing flames
Time to get, what's happening blood?
This don't get it I'm acting up
Y'all ain’t wit it, then I'ma go get it and *******p it in, in the back of the bus
Nah, I'm just ******' with it, bickin' back and having fun
Bull*******t I'm having none, ******* ******s best hold their tongue
Flip a switch and I'm with the *******t get to clapping clips and I'm banging drums
Ignorant with this ignant *******t and my only wish is you come get some!
[Verse 2: J.L of B. Hood]
I told you ******* where the ****** I'm from
Showed you this is where the luck might run
Out for the doubt, what you do with yo mouth about to be part of the reason I come and bust my gun!
Finicky front wanna be just like them
******'s a bore, be hunted just like one
This no war nor kid time son
It's a warning, do nothing dumb
You can feel what it is when exposed to the G's
A real one exists this close to the lead
Get ahold of the disk you suppose to believe
The show is a trip and the flow's a disease
Coke gotta fizz, got zones of the trees
Never let 'em live, let alone let 'em breathe
Not a ****** I could give, like "******s? What are these?"
Pros we official, the hoes Lebanese
Strange got the game in a guillotine choke
Language aimed seen finna be quo-
-Ted, know it ain't my enemy hope
S****** if you can't consider me ****
Ya skank wanna grope me and Joey Cool both
On the bull with a 7, no Tony Kukoc?
******* check into whenever you post
They come out the wood works know whenever you close
You know what I'm yellin' know somebody better tell 'em
Hard head make a soft ass lemme get 'em
Up in art class was the only time you drew a weapon
Up the bar blur lines I'm a urban legend
No T.I. TMI but I'm ******' with protection
Paper work in red like I'm makin' a correction
Select what I said hope you makin' the connection
We come at a ****** head it come off him in a second
Me and Tech got high said we finna do work
Spat hot lava, finna shoot first
You expect not vibe I could only do church
If my ****** was alive I am in the booth hurt!
Know that I ride, while I tell 'em B. Hood
You would look odd in my neck of the woods
If I really wanna slide in your hoe I could
But I'm God with a double O, y'all know I'm good!
Step like I should!
[Outro: Tech N9ne] (x2)
I steps like a real should
Papered but still hood, we whip it and feel good
Aye, we makin' your ******* feel good
Yanked it and still could, we whip it and feel good