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You're the one niggaWho's a dumb niggaAnd a bum niggaYou're a slum niggaBetter run niggaWhen I come niggaWith a gun niggaYou're a bitchBuck youNever trust youNever loved youNever was youImma touch youImma bust youImma crush youMother fuck youThat's my nigga Aaron YatesStyle lee lee killa Norman BatesHolla at me like I'm ollie gatesImma put the milli to your faceThe nerve of ya yellin you're a murdererBut ain't nobody ever heard of aKilla killa doing damage off up in suburbiaSinister rhyme ministerTECH N9NE be the menace (yes, yes)Diminish ya finish with the dementiaLetras de cancionesI'm the grimmest.I done told y'all I was comin'Better start runnin'Or bust like a cannonCause Imma leave hella destructionMental breakdown and famineI would advise youNot to slide throughCause I will oblige youWith a rhyme flowThat will demise youHow can I bow downTo a broke rapper with a foul sound?How can I flow roundsWith an MC that can't chow down?Where would you beIf you did'nt copy off me lil' boy?This type of shit that I enjoyI sum you up withBitch flows, punk foesSluts hoes, case closedIf you ain't got shit to fuck with thisTake that dead shit onAnd if you're bitch in the club with ass on meI'm gonna take that home.By the sinister TECH N9NEBy the sinister, by the sinisterBy the sinister, TECH N9NEVill-on y'all know me by theHmm, Hmm, Hmm, Hmm, HmmHmm, Hmm, Hmm, Hmmmmm.Everybody say KC's in the house whatBounce, rock, skate or fight, shoot, hateWe so chilly they call us abominableEverybody know we phenomenalGet ya' money, get ya' womenIf you're getting nothingYour living is comicalSimon bar sinisterClimbing star finisherSwine and lard vinegarRhyming hard blimisherRealistic HeathenisticKiller with a vengenceBreathing this shitYour whole facad's punkish,I'll make you kneel before ZodBiblical hits, flippable kickable spitsNiggas with critical lyricalsNever no mythical shitStep into the evil fickle abyssWiggle in pittifulnessSwivel this and get pistol whippedIt's been along rideTecca Nina just won't die ei ei ei eiyaBetter feel it when I drill it (trick)Real is when I kill it (Mitch)Hit it hit itNever ever tell a millimeter killerQuit it, Bitch!If you ain't got shit to fuck with thisTake that dead shit onAnd if you're bitch in the club with ass on meI'm gonna take that home.By the sinister TECH N9NEBy the sinister, by the sinisterBy the sinister, TECH N9NEVill-on y'all know me by theHmm, Hmm, Hmm, Hmm, HmmHmm, Hmm, Hmm, Hmmmmm.Everybody say KC's in the house whatOff the hook, stalking in clubsTossing em' walkin' in bloodBarking that rogue dog shitDirty devils better hold yaw lipsNina ripping, ill beast flowsYeah we know it will reach goldPlatinum, feel these flowsComin' off of kill creek roadSay my name five timesTECH, TECH, TECH, TECH N9NEI will appear in your mirrorThru your chest ripping out your spineHungry like an EthiopianLiving off the blood in your veinsAlias Donny KevorkianNever were you ready for the painWhat do ya getWhen you cross TECHWith a hard ass track?Innovative, twistedPsycho, thugged outWhat do ya getWith Rock, Will, Phlaque and Dynomack?Nitwits, misfits, sick shit, Nnutt HowzeWhat do ya getWhen you cross tech with a fine bitch in the club?KY, bou lou, motel, sextime.What do you call a rappin' assRogue dog villain pretty mother fucker?Donny Quest, Azmo, Sinister TECH N9NEIf you ain't got shit to fuck with thisTake that dead shit onAnd if you're bitch in the club with ass on meI'm gonna take that home.By the sinister TECH N9NEBy the sinister, by the sinisterBy the sinister, TECH N9NEVill-on y'all know me by theHmm, Hmm, Hmm, Hmm, HmmHmm, Hmm, Hmm, Hmmmmm.Everybody say KC's in the house whatTECH N9NE's in the house From Letras Mania