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