Man I Could See If I Was A Wack Mother Fucker Bitching About The Way My People Act Mother Fucker But I Do Spit My People Dont Be So Fuck'n Reclusive
and brother man I could see if I was a whack mother fucker Bitching about the way my people act mother fucker But I do spit my people don't be so fuck'n
Traduction: Tech N9ne. Message à l'homme noir.
Brother Man I Could See If I Was A Wack Mother Fucker Bitching About The Way My People Act Mother Fucker But I Do Spit My People Dont Be So Fuck'n Reclusive
intro: Tech N9ne] This song is very close and dear to my heart, man To be able to say something like this It takes a hella motherfucker to say it
you feel about that? [Tech N9ne:] Cult Leader... eh hahaha [Man:] Yea there comparing you, to you know like Jim Jones or Davey Koresh [Tech N9ne:] You
the truck and clod dragged em' Like I died of lupus, cancer, lucimia, epilepsy, m.s, or sickle cell anemia All at the same time and the call is a slaign n9ne
flows and poke holes that's supposed to be yo'z Seekin my haters and in a dark alley tourmented by mine Dodgin the [tech x4 N9ne x4] Now here's a message
truck and clod dragged em' Like i died of lupus, cancer, lucimia, epilepsy, m.s, or sickle cell anemia All at the same time and the call is a slaign n9ne
around me [Tech N9ne - Verse 2] Need, somebody to bring me a brighter day Not somebody that when I see them coming gotta hide away Like these losers leavin messages
and poke holes that's supposed to be yo'z Seekin my haters and in a dark alley tourmented by mine Dodgin the [tech 4x N9ne 4x] Now here's a message
