Tecca Nina | azlyrics.li

Tech N9ne – Don’t Nobody Want None

Lyrics•by Azlyrics•Posted January 19, 2018•0 Comment(s)

[Intro]
Dedicated to all the DJ’s and dance crews all around the world
(Tech N9ne)

[Verse 1]
Don’t nobody want it, we hella hot at the moment
We’re coming for all opponents, it feel incredible don’t it?
It really ain’t a thang, who get ’em crazy goin’ orangutan?
(Tech N9ne)
Look at ’em copy me, trying to get top of the boss with a lot of mediocrity
Starting the properties, wanna get off in my monopoly
Tell me who is the one they call Chakratease?
(Tech N9ne)
It’s been a wreck and a debt
When a head-on collision was in effect from a Tech
The other side is accursed, they have a lot of ‘regerts’
My creation is shakin’ the planet Earth (We’ll show)
Everybody better (Kneel down)
Any opposition (We’ll drown)
So don’t you make a mistake with the Yates
Cause his plan of escape – you better wait

[Verse 2]
The beat I broke
Never needed my chin hair to be thy goat
With the mic and my fight folks that peep my quotes
And try to stay say that we eat nice joke
(Tech N9ne)
The big man, the lift-hands and get fans
That pushing the poetry big as it can
Way up on the pedastal
Losing your lesson, just let it go
Killing so many, I might be federal
(Tech N9ne)
Your pal, Nina
Thinking dirty with your style, my style cleaner
Women all here by screaming just like I’m Alcina
Wanna go with the Scorpio, baby? I’ll sting ya
Boo you, screw you too
Fool, you through
This how we do at the ‘ZZou
Mizzou-zzou-zzou-zzou-zzou
‘Zzou-zzou-zzou
‘Zzou-zzou-zzou-Zzou-zzou-zzou-zzou

[Verse 3]
Now the beat will style defeat
Will step into anybody faking and lay them down to sleep
Found a beast to give the people a sound to beat
How elite? Tecca Nina, we’re outin’ a feast
Yeah, another sucker lost tryna uppercut a boss
Wanna break it on me? I’ll break a motherfucker off
Thinking that you could handle’s a gamble
We lit as a candle, damn your clan look nothing but scandals
And taking the L
You facing to fail, shaking the whale
And you a snail awaking to hell
Baking your tail with the heat
The agony of defeat
Depravity and tragedy it had to be of a chief
Feed my technique and they come try to (Steal it)
But they cannot duplicate how I (Kill it)
Fakers will never compare to the (Realest)
Tech is a murderer giving it up till they (Feel it)

[Hook]
Don’t nobody want none (Don’t nobody want none)
Don’t nobody want none (Don’t nobody want none)
Don’t nobody want none (Don’t nobody want none)
Don’t nobody want none (Don’t nobody want none)
[Scratches]
Don’t nobody want none (Don’t nobody want none)
Don’t nobody want none (Don’t nobody want none)
Don’t nobody want none (Don’t nobody want none)
Don’t nobody want none (Don’t nobody want none)

[Outro]
Boo you, screw you too
Fool, you through
This how we do at the ‘ZZou
Mizzou-zzou-zzou-zzou-zzou
‘Zzou-zzou-zzou
‘Zzou-zzou-zzou-Zzou-zzou-zzou-zzou
Boo you, screw you too
Fool, you through
This how we do at the ‘ZZou
Mizzou-zzou-zzou-zzou-zzou
‘Zzou-zzou-zzou
‘Zzou-zzou-zzou-Zzou-zzou-zzou-zzou

Tech N9ne – Tech N9ne (Don’t Nobody Want None) Lyrics

Lyrics•by Azlyrics•Posted January 18, 2018•0 Comment(s)

[Intro]
Dedicated to all the DJ’s and dance crews all around the world
(Tech N9ne)

[Verse 1]
Don’t nobody want it, we hella hot at the moment
We’re coming for all opponents, it feel incredible don’t it?
It really ain’t a thang, who get ’em crazy goin’ orangutan?
(Tech N9ne)
Look at ’em copy me, trying to get top of the boss with a lot of mediocrity
Starting the properties, wanna get off in my monopoly
Tell me who is the one they call Socrates?
(Tech N9ne)
It’s been a wreck and a debt
When a head-on collision was in effect from a Tech
The other side is accursed, they have a lot of ‘regerts’
My creation is shakin’ the planet Earth (We’ll show)
Everybody better (Kneel down)
Any opposition (We’ll drown)
So don’t you make a mistake with the Yates
Cause his plan of escape – you better wait

[Verse 2]
The beat I broke
Never needed my chin hair to be thy goat
With the mic and my fight folks that peep my quotes
And try to stay say that we eat nice joke
(Tech N9ne)
The big man, the lift-hands and get fans
That pushing the poetry big as it can
Way up on the pedastal
Losing your lesson, just let it go
Killing so many, I [?] federal
Your pal, Nina
Thinking dirty with your style, my style cleaner
Women all here by screaming like I’m Alcina
Wanna go with the Scorpio, baby? I’ll sting ya
Boo you, screw you too
Fool, you through
This how we do at the ‘ZZou
Mizzou-zzou-zzou-zzou-zzou
‘Zzou-zzou-zzou
‘Zzou-zzou-zzou-Zzou-zzou-zzou-zzou

[Verse 3]
Now the beat will style defeat
Will step into anybody faking and lay them down to sleep
Found a beast to give the people a sound to beat
How elite? Tecca Nina, we’re outin’ a feast
Yeah, another sucker lost tryna uppercut a boss
Wanna break it on me? I’ll break a motherfucker off
Thinking that you could handle’s a gamble
We lit as a candle, damn your clan look nothing but scandals
And taking the L
You facing to fail, shaking the whale
And you a snail awaking to hell
Baking your tail with the heat
The agony of defeat
[?] you had to be of a chief
Feed my technique and they come try to (Steal it)
But they cannot duplicate how I (Kill it)
Fakers will never compare to the (Realest)
Tech is a murderer giving it up to they ( [?] )

Tech N9ne – Need Jesus (feat. Stevie Stone & J.L.) (The Storm Deluxe Edition Album)

Lyrics•by Azlyrics•Posted December 16, 2016•0 Comment(s)

[Intro: Stevie Stone]
Let ye cast no judgement upon thy neighbor
Before the beam of thy own eyes have been cleansed
In the wicked ways of the world
God gives the remission of all of our sins

[Bridge: Tech N9ne]
When I was a young one the preacher put oil on my sixth chakra
He knew when I was older I’d wanna follow 2Pac and Big Papa
They thought I was so devilish in the dark I would listen to sick opera
But this choppa will be reppin’ the city where RDV’s Young Rich and Slick’s got ya
Well in peace
I don’t know why they wanna call me up every Easter Sunday to the altar
Maybe the music I am doin’ is never gospel, sinner is what they call ya
I know we look a little strange and we the gang my lane is what I offer
3 dimensional altar with a ego on top of the rock of Gibraltar

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
I see-e, it’s not the way the bible people want me to be-e
Flippin’ the fire for the family focused and free-e
Listen to me-e doing it for T.V-e
With the rebel yell, came out of my shell
Preacher said tell your people let go of your coat-tail
With a tremendous fail he never to say my livin’ll sell
But even worse said I lead my people to Hell’s Bells
Lookin’ at me just like my mother and father would breed creatures
Not an evil bone in my body and never known to be naughty in my seeds either
Simple and plain like a cheese pizza
I don’t know prayin’ on my knees keep us from heat seekers
Lovin’ the bleed feature while the people tell me that I need Jesus!

[Hook: Stevie Stone]
Talk about, judgement
Speakin’ to me with the people I’m leadin’ em underway
And you read me and see me easy to be shunned away
But you got it all wrong
You seem to tell me I need Jesus! (oh, Jesus! Jesus!)
Every day they wanna condemn me
None of ’em even know me
Anyone ever that sinned cast the Stone out
I’m stoned, let’s talk about it

[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
I’m askin’
What’s happening?
Boy, cause they bashing me
Bangin’ the bible, butcher boy don’t bother with blasphemy
Call em a crazy critic comin’ causin catastrophes
Aimin’ at Aaron a lot of ammo and an angel actually
Ah mane, Amen
You people let the steeples speak in evil and the neezle playing God hymn
My mother was a Christian but I used to go with the wicked for the stick and what’s the problem
Questioning the K.O.D.’s grim, anybody talkin hella crazy I’m bout to jaw them
You’ll be up on a cross whenever you step to me so take precaution
Y’all false actors, callin’ me a demon when I talk backwards tihs pot
Tecca Nina gonna be sought after this drop by the people that go toss rappers hip hop
So you thinking you religious?
When you condemn another man you never lead us
Telling me what’s under me is gonna heat us
Never believe ya cause really you need Jesus
Leave us

[Bridge: Stevie Stone]
Talk about, judgement
Speakin’ to me with the people I’m leadin’ em underway
And you read mesee me easy to be shunned away
But you got it all wrong
Let’s talk about it

[Verse 3: JL of B. Hood]
Mama never really talked about God
All that I was ever taught was I’m odd
Heard he knew bout every thought that I had
Dirty mind I’d see a cross and I’d hide
Lost without dad, salty bout that
But I was captivated by the bosses outside
I plotted every way to get in drawers with my squad (church)
Ask round why every man goes
Bad habits to pass down like second hand clothes, mad
Salvage a blouse, gown, and manicured toes
Had half of us ground bound for hell and lord knows
Need a savior they say slayed for your behavior
Raised in three days, grace be what he gave ya
The Son of the maker, one to gravitate to
Pay 10 percent cause sins ya didn’t pay for
Bow to a name insane fast, he told the
Vows to a dame, the tame Casanova
Wow did it change and came crashing, poser
Doused in the flames and bang chapter closure
Spiritually drained, crass and vulgar
Needed somewhere to go until rain passes over
Seeking a miracle from a stained-glass Jehovah
But I don’t know if the ordained pastor sober
Dang in disdain prayed in vain
Care slain yo, explain do anything
Lay hands, but role playing, you entertain
Doubt, pain, processin’ grow in the brain
It’s confusing, now my fans out protruding
Rebuking, from mouths full of communion
Scorn by lukewarm kind, it’s time you’ve been warned
The Storm formed, now find refuge in…

Tech N9ne – Poisoning The Well (The Storm Deluxe Edition Album)

Lyrics•by Azlyrics•Posted December 15, 2016•0 Comment(s)

[Hook: Athena Pasutti]
Poisoning the well
Y’all gon’ hear me, oh yeah
You’re on me, final days have only been going through Hell
So drink it up with no filter
I give you my drummer
So if you don’t get it, don’t get it
Well then you can’t live it, I’m livin’
See, I’m an old man as funky as my last, ’cause
Don’t blame my gifts, just fill your glass up

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
Sincerely
Man I love this music thing severely
But it seems some don’t wanna feel me clearly
I’m the L in salmon, they can’t hear me
So I had to work up to not giving a fuck
But the people thought I was evil
I was brought up at the steeple but they trust it not
But turn and tell a killa that he must kick rocks
When he bust it lots
And you will get a couple in ya muffin top
Me popping will be they D-day
‘Cause they can’t say the shit he say
Everyone don’t have a tongue like a gun
They not trying to be running no relay
Sat in hell for a whole lot of years
Bread and tales I got a whole lot of cheers
Sold out shows, so bout those, foes doubt flows but bros oughta hear
Change in the making
Deep in the midwest something insane been a-baking
They claiming a nation with brain innovation
Surrounding everyone with the Strange integration

[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
Something strange in the agua
When everybody sound like blah-blah
Put the KOD in the pot and he nod
But the God no more rides well Tecca Nina saga
Someway the killa is getting twisted into the mainstream
Gangrene sick of hits again
I can flip from the rip come and sip the sin
That’s my dirty water worser than Flint, Michigan
They don’t wanna see my progress
But you can’t stop or tell it that’s God blessed
Over the years I showed ’em with my I guest
To a handsome mansion and from the projects
Wayne Minor, insane kinda, in the brain I’m a strange rhymer
Always been a change the game grinder
Poison the well
You can tell that, this boy’s been in Hell
I’ma joy when inhaled
I’m the reason why everybody cheesin’
I got ’em even making noise in the jail
If everybody had to do what I do
They’d have flows coming out the wazoo
And let the god spew
Alaikumsalam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh

Tech N9ne – What If It Was Me (feat. Krizz Kaliko) (The Storm Deluxe Edition Album)

Lyrics•by Azlyrics•Posted December 15, 2016•0 Comment(s)

[Intro: Tech N9ne]
Free your mind, and remember
Winners are not people who never fail
But people who never quit
All I ever wanted was to sell
Records to the people make a lot of mil’, yessir
Rap to me, it was the holy grail
I’m gonna go and do it, I’m never gonna fail
Yeah, but first I gotta make it out of Hell

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
Wake up and I see crime
All of us we on it’s eat time
My homies love me yelling "Peace N9ne"
At the same time, throwing B signs
Throwing em back and repping the street, I’m
Doing music and I’m writing beast rhymes
But my V-Slimes, had no weak minds
Got with the music, started a group and we shine
Music gave us hella hope
Made it up out of the bangin’ and sellin’ dope
We were stronger than a bottle of Yoke
Till one of our members found a kid to grope
Then your honor gave the peddy the rope
Losing a man, the band began to slope
Never did think a plan was damned to croak
So doing it solo-dolo stands the G.O.A.T
Started making hella LP’s
2000, all the way to five, felt free
Because of the hand the label dealt me
But in ‘06 Fontana helped us melt cheese
Number one independent gonna be spending a ton of funds, in a minute
That’s when the government want the sums, then I send it
In a couple of months I’m done and replenished

[Bridge: Tech N9ne]
Everywhere I go, I’m selling out the show
Around the world I kill em and everybody know
Whenever we hit the studio and Tecca Nina drop, hot
Even though I will go toe to toe if somebody bang on me
But I’m rolling in the dough and I’m really respected and protected
Chances of me getting shot, not

[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
Everyone loving the Tech
Publishin’, I get a check
Loving the cities that with me, the people that call me the best
I don’t have any regret, but it’s a bit of neglect
Missing my babies I love em and none of ’em leaving me yet
Feeling good like a villain should
In a mansion, but I’m still in hoods
Not like Trayvon, J’s on
Khaki shorts with a red tee like I will and could
I can conceal it my permits say
If evil happens to swerve this way
Hope nobody deserves quick spray
I feel an angelic surge this day
They feeling my songs
Been doing it long
They want me to sell ’em my CD right outta my home
Cos I’m in the zone
I’m putting em on in front of the store when a couple of police won’t leave me alone
Why they tripping?
I fit the description
It’s two of them rushing me I’m on a solo mission
To get people to listen, but they pushing and kicking me
I’m on the ground when they telling me, "Cause of a gun suspicion"
It was in my pocket, ain’t trying pop it
When they scared of a brother with a gun no one can stop it
Then one of em lost it, and then I was shot quick
Officers took me to heaven, I’m dead and with multiple rockets
Didn’t matter I was good and living inside a mansion next to ball players
‘Cause of the move he made was drastic now I lay in a casket carried by my pallbearers
Fears what I see, making em kill a G
Rotten apple in the batch; don’t tell the rest to flee
This happened in Baton, R-O-U-G-E, even I fit the description
What if it was me?

[Verse 3: Krizz Kaliko]
What if it was me
What if I never got the one chance to be
Everything and everywhere I go, I wouldn’t see
If by your hand you took that from me
But what if it were me?
Laying right there
I’ll never get up again, it’s so unfair
My babies cry out
You never cared
Things that we do make each other so scared
So what if it was you there?
(Should I just) Take your life
(Should I bust) Make your wife widowed, withered, hugging the pillow
The scent of you still on her
Spirit she feels on her
The whole world weeps
Blood we all spill on her
And I know, it’s ill will; the pill’s hard to swallow
How should I feel when I’m being followed (followed)
By the words that you say to me? (Crazy)
And you saved my life, take my life

[Outro: Krizz Kaliko & *Tech N9ne*]
I gotta fight, all of the night with cops, crips, bloods with sore fists
I gotta fight, all of the night with cops, crips, bloods with sore fists
I gotta fight, all of the night with cops, crips, bloods with sore fists
*I gotta fight, all of the night with cops, crips, bloods with sore fists and them Nazis*

Tech N9ne – The Long Way (feat. Krizz Kaliko) (The Storm Deluxe Edition Album)

Lyrics•by Azlyrics•Posted December 15, 2016•0 Comment(s)

[Intro: Tech N9ne]
Tech Nina, lets get it
Mama told me get it and I did
Make a beautiful livin’ for my kids
Man, I’m really in love with my gig
Wasn’t always known I couldn’t take the throne ’till I raced for home and I slid
For my [?] where I lived
But the Yates was growin’ in my biz
And I couldn’t even afford Reebok’s
It was Payless shoes and holy socks
Then I started to earn G-knots, screamin’ F-T-I on TV spots
Livin’ the lovely life we chose
Still I’m livin’ it by street codes
Pain and poverty put these flows in Beast Mode
Here we go

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
The road to my success from here was not a block away
On the coast they told me I’ma part with Travis, not today
We just wanted what’s hot to play
But they gave me no slot to slay
Even though I’m not Lecrae, every day Tecca Nina would drop to pray
On my knees in a cot
There was multiple beds in my spot
So let the champagne pop, everybody feelin’ my gang, gang lots
Took a lot of hard work to get guap, when you comin’ from a scarred turf, could be stopped
From the hurtful dirt to the top
Yeah we gonna celebrate today cause we got

[Hook: Tech N9ne]
Let the song play (We got it)
‘Cause we done came a long way (We got it)
They know we get that grown pay (We got it)
Now they mess with me the long way (We got it)
The long way
Let the song play (We got it)
‘Cause we done came a long way (We got it)
They know we get that grown pay (We got it)
Now they mess with me the long way (We got it)
The long way

[Verse 2: Krizz Kaliko]
Too big and too ugly, would you ever love me?
Every city we visit, we get it, but people they look at us funny
I feel like I’m way too fat, but what I’m packin’ is making them kitties get after ’em
They hearing me flippin’ and rip the back up out the track, then they trackin’ a pack of ’em
Applause, applause, now we sell it enough to get our house and our cars up
Gotta get them bars up to be part of the upper echelon and hit the stars up
And we did it
Me and Nina stay committed to our art, we always doin’ our part
We get it
And we knew we gettin’ the cheese or we siezin’ our G’s up, Jesus
Only breaking from making ’em rock
The pushin’ manuever been making the block
Indusin’, I’m cool when I’m oozin’
I’m cruisin’ the planet, they think I’m faking a lot
I gotta get to the money, gotta get to the money, and they think I’m making a lot
I’m keepin’ a millimeter pilly under the tummy for dummies, if they wanna plot
New money, I ain’t trying to save, cause I just made it
Look at my royalty state, thank God for the ones who gave it
Lots of props for the ones who made it
Cause this road ain’t paved
Sippin’ till I’m elevated
We made it, so we gon’

[Verse 3: Tech N9ne]
Yeah, we started this Strange Music in Trav’s basement
Now we gonna have our fifth Strange building because we had patience
And I got all these mass payments with a mad cadence
Kill it when I rip it up, I’m makin’ ’em listen, not pickin’ me up, and I never have a cash craving
We appreciate this, so we create hits
See me lay this, inebriated
And we be faded, indeed we stay lit
From the oddest, to people listen, and look at me Godish
Not a time for Nina to be modest
People celebrate with me ’cause we got it

Tech N9ne – What If It Was Me (feat. Krizz Kaliko) letras

Lyrics•by Azlyrics•Posted November 3, 2016