Tech N9ne

Speedom (WWC2)
I get to busting like I’m a thirty ought sixWhen I’m ripping the beat up, but then I heard he got pissedWhen I got at the top and they made him pretty hotCause he knowin that Tecca Ninna’s a dirty chopperHe’s handle, holmes, here’s a handfulHow in the hell he hovering having hella go H.A.M. though?I said to Seven, "Richie Havens'll be the man"So we put it together thinking Eminem was a gambleGuess not, cause he be the guest spotKaliko said, "What we doin'?" I said to 'im, "Let's chop"So now the people finally get three of the best lockedNever be another choppers comin' so let's rock, niggaYou're on, people got to wondering if it's a for sure songYes, I got another killer making a tour strongIf you thinking of battling - you're gone!Nobody can catch up meetin' Speedy GonzalesThe beat is the problemAnd if ya got your feet in your mouthYou gon' have to beat it up out of himIt's a lot of 'em and I mean a lot of 'emAnd me and Nina used to follow themI’ve got to audibly body themThis is it man, the hitman, the Ip Man, karate 'emAnd the fans will lift hands, we'll be dancin' out of 'emAnd in Kansas advanced to withstand a pile of 'emLetras de cancionesWho stands with two hands to move in the crowd of 'emIf I ain't makin' senseThen you better sample the amp of it like the bassIt ain’t ever been a gift for me to heat 'em, I beat 'em, I burn 'em(Then I let 'em melt)They never heard of us, but look at 'em turnin' upI slap the shirt off a super simpleton makin ‘em be impotentAnd when I be flippin', niggas be feminineI said the purpose to pimp a penAnd reverse the conditions I’m living inAnd do bigger numbers than EminemGotta be fast or I'll smash on a niggaWith half the cash I’m a little sicker, quicker than you figure(Ice cold) I make 'em shiver bigger than the winterIf you half ass delivering I'mma eat your dinnerBetter than mine, oh no, not me, I mean other guysI jump around so do that mean that I’m rubberized?Me and N9ne master meaning we murderizeWe'll bleed ‘em, beat 'em 'til they be gone feed 'emSpeedom!(If you wanna go with us)Speedom!(I'mma leave 'em in the dust)Speedom!(I must be the one to bust)Speedom!(And I'm gonna hit the clutch)Speedom!(If you wanna go with us)Speedom!(I'mma leave 'em in the dust)Speedom!(I must be the one to bust)Speedom!(And I'm gonna hit the clutch)Sometimes, I feelLike I'll never slow downWorldwide ChoppersSometimes, I feelLike I'll never slow downWorldwide ChoppersWait! Before I wreck this beat, let me just check to seeIf Stephanie Mills left any extra refills of ecstacy pills next to meIn the seats spilled or she eat ‘em all with a breakfast drink(You inspect the sink?)In the habit of grabbing a mic and babbling, I dabble in Vic'sBut I might just swallow my fucking Ritalin tablet after tonightI’m grabbing it right from the medicine cabinetCause that’s what it’s like and attackin' it like a Dracula biteJetpack in a backpack when I writeAll this anger pent up insideI went up inside a Bennigans diner with a cigarette lighterFigured I’d try to set a big enough fireThat’ll trigger the sprinkler systemAnd I’d escape, but the getaway driver screwed up my limoCollided with the center dividerI went through the window and ended up being pinned to the sideOf a semi fended beside a friend of the guy’s wife BrendaThe flight attendant from IdahoThat took an antenna in the vagina‘Cause when I pick up a pen I’m venomousAnd I’m as slick as Dennis the MenaceLike an evil dental hygienist, sinisterYou’ve been yelling dementednessI invented this, I’m the genesisEminem is a nemesis to a feministFuckin' smart alec degenerateI got Ellen DeGeneresTryna tell me these men are just full of jealousyEnvious of female independenceHell with a clitoris, hit or missYou will never consider this a bitter disappointmentI'll never fail to deliver thisWhatever the weather in this'll beJust like a certificate of authenticityThat I’m thinkin’ aboutJust tryna think of the quickest and sickest way to make ‘em picketI pick a day to be a prick then I’m picking the wickedest shit to saySpit it back on a level, incredible, head full of Red Bull, unforgettableBetter believe these beats are edibleAnd I consider loose leaf a vegetableAnd I stalk my preyYou think you got away, uh-uh not todayMurder you on a song and then I'll just sayI was with Dr. Dre and Robert BlakeEatin' lobster, steak, and coffee cake at a restaurant with DrakeAnd Tech just got to make sure that our stories corroborateI'm a lot to take, like KanyeWalking up on the stage for BeyonceLike it’s my job to sayThat you’re not a real artist, but it’s my obligationHonest Abe is on his way, you will not escapeAmmunition replenished, the PunisherWith his gun insured, hundred wordsAnd a clip, other words motherfuckers better runIf you're not lookin' to get run over by the roadrunnerNo wonder no one don't wanna goAnd jump in front of a fuckin' runaway locomotiveOr get thrown up under it just tryna fuck with the..Speedom!(If you wanna go with us)Speedom!(I'mma leave 'em in the dust)Speedom!(I must be the one to bust)Speedom!(And I'm gonna hit the clutch)Speedom!(If you wanna go with us)Speedom!(I'mma leave 'em in the dust)Speedom!(I must be the one to bust)Speedom!(And I'm gonna hit the clutch)Sometimes, I feelLike I'll never slow downWorldwide ChoppersSometimes, I feelLike I'll never slow downWorldwide ChoppersI'm the fury, the final fightI flip it on fraudulent fellas for feelin' frightI flick it on fire, finish him when the flow in flightFeminine fakers fall, I'm floggin' a foe with a fifeNever forget it, I severed the head of a criticI sped up and did it, you tripping to be a dead epidemicOr wet up a clinic, and make a bloody redder percentageOf an addict who’s having to get the lead of a cynicI was never the Devil, I put up a fight up in the industryPeddle the metal, we giving the light, a lot of energyWe repping, beat checking he that be KobaIf he's the evil enemy it'll be overWanna get down, in front of your townYou ever making fun of the clown, I'm gunning you downWe doing it under the ground, a wonderful soundIf anybody come at the hound, no one'll be found, bitchWould never be chopping without Slick RickI got it from the record, 'Lick the Balls' and this dickIf you never listen to me, you musical misfitNah, cause every time I be dropping I get bitI'm hearing a lot of rappers, they trying to spit quickBut the Middle West got 'em, and we killing 'em in this bitchIf you ain't in my circle of choppers you missed itCause me and my nigga Twista ruler, and that's itSpeedom! (If you wanna go with us)Speedom! (I'mma leave 'em in the dust)Speedom! (I must be the one to bust)Speedom! (And I'm gonna hit the clutch)Speedom! (If you wanna go with us)Speedom! (I'mma leave 'em in the dust)Speedom! (I must be the one to bust)Speedom! (And I'm gonna hit the clutch)Sometimes, I feel, like I'll never slow downWorldwide ChoppersSometimes, I feel, like I'll never slow down From Letras Mania