Tech N9ne lyrics
Tech N9ne lyrics
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Angels Cry lyrics
All the world is but a child screaming over all your words No one hears your pain there way to busy for concern (oh) And the days become weeks and the months turn to years You gotta know by now that only God sees all these tears (oh) When you cry cause it hurts dosnt mean that your not there Because a lot in heaven Angels cry with you (oh) When you shout about the way you feel 1000 lies that dont revel From begging to end make a life from here to mars of these broken Dreams and
All the world is but a child screaming over all your words No one hears your pain there way to busy for concern (oh) And the days become weeks and the months turn to years You gotta know by now that only God sees all these tears (oh) When you cry cause it hurts dosnt mean that your not there Because a lot in heaven Angels cry with you (oh) When you shout about the way you feel 1000 lies that dont revel From begging to end make a life from here to mars of these broken Dreams and
[Verse 1]
Just think, what if I could just, just blink this shit away.
Niggas think, because a nigga bust, I got grips and grips of pay.
The pain grows in fame and kangols with change
And strange hos who bang in range roves for thangs,
Same shows with lames the rain woes will stain insane
Foes who drain and hang bros with brains
If you caught it that means you got it, and if you brought it,
That means you should've shot it cause I'm about ta, drop
The real ya need a lot to kill a leader, prop the
nina nigga or pop the milli meter
Demarco I'm bout to spark flow your bark so harsh
But parts gon make you heart blow, blood
And don't be wassin' me cuzzin' me buggin me bout dubs
I'll be mud till these clubs really lovin me
It hurts my nigga to hurt my nigga but hurt
My nigga is what's inspiring these spurts my nigga
At first my nigga, used to be my homey, used to
Be my ace, yellin' you gon slap the taste out my mouth
Vielleicht Irgendwann lyrics
Mit siebzehn schon am Traualtar zwei Kinder als sie zwanzig war im Alltag schlief die Liebe ein er ging fort und sie blieb allein. Keine Zeit mehr auszugeh'n Nachbarn die am Fenster steh'n den ganzen Tag das Radio an daß sie besser träumen kann. Vielleicht irgendwann vielleicht irgendwo fängt alles neu an und sie hofft es wird einmal so. Wer sagt daß ein Traum nicht wahr werden kann? Vielleicht nur ganz sacht vielleicht über Nacht vielleicht irgend
Mit siebzehn schon am Traualtar zwei Kinder als sie zwanzig war im Alltag schlief die Liebe ein er ging fort und sie blieb allein. Keine Zeit mehr auszugeh'n Nachbarn die am Fenster steh'n den ganzen Tag das Radio an daß sie besser träumen kann. Vielleicht irgendwann vielleicht irgendwo fängt alles neu an und sie hofft es wird einmal so. Wer sagt daß ein Traum nicht wahr werden kann? Vielleicht nur ganz sacht vielleicht über Nacht vielleicht irgend
Nigga I never scare sebwafares everywhere,
If you need me believe me its easy, to put holes in
Shakra teasy watch the wezzy he's lots of talk
4 sheezy
[Chorus]
Some say I should worry and watch where I walk (yeah)
Yada, yada, yada
Nigga that's just talk
I'm a friend, if I was a foe I would be knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knockin at yo front door
[Repeat 2x]
[Verse 2]
The industries faulty industry salty (man)
The industry cost me industry brought me (pain)
The industry taught me industry caught me (strange)
And you niggas know that the industries awfully (bane)
I ain't a snake nigga all I did is make niggas
Money was sunny now it's funny you playa hate
Niggas, over some cake the fate of a show me state
Nigga in my face will be Don Juan the great 2 late nigga.
I don't speak a lot I peep a lot I creep a lot
And people who speak are usually weak and out 4
Peace and no
Crooked Booty lyrics
Make ya,and Shake yo shit (woo Lord) I am puttin poetry into motion my addiction is overdosing from a natural high Supplyin the soul with that unmistakinable mystical magical feelin that your money can't buy Becomin a slave to the rhythm there's no way that you could stop me now I'd like to see you try Because I'm already long gone don't be scared for me baby just blow me a kiss good bye I can't believe you'd rather stay behind then go beyond talk to me baby tell me why Society won't s
beef a lot remember we used Make ya,and Shake yo shit (woo Lord) I am puttin poetry into motion my addiction is overdosing from a natural high Supplyin the soul with that unmistakinable mystical magical feelin that your money can't buy Becomin a slave to the rhythm there's no way that you could stop me now I'd like to see you try Because I'm already long gone don't be scared for me baby just blow me a kiss good bye I can't believe you'd rather stay behind then go beyond talk to me baby tell me why Society won't s
2 kick it like bros now you niggas act
like bitches and hos
Wit your licorice souls,
Tecca9 I got the wickedest flows
No kid in his mold on misery
Never will get wit this rogue, I'm pissed
At his whole little fisad of crip that is sold
Instead of a rap I should've twisted his nose
Who kept short nitty from killin you me, who
Kept Dyamund from drillin' you me
Who kept villain niggas from vill dealin' you me,
So now you can take away me and keep on talking
Crazy and Imma let em know where you
Keep yo baby and where you stay D.
[Chorus]
[Repeat 2x]
[3rd Verse]
You can't turn enough mutha fuckers against me
You can't find a harder rapper that'll convince me
I'm wit the Canty's the Ashby's the Whitebears
LeJeunes the Harrises and the mutha fuchkin Timley's
The Theorys the Byers the canadys you know the
Familys that are known to be bad 4 humanity
Can he
Killing Box lyrics
I have always been an experiment in terrorAt least I can only kill you onceStanding aloof when I made up my mindReaching, reaching, why it's better to be bluntYour walking point through my minefieldYou gotta get out (get out)Your on point in my minefieldForever waiting for a roadmapSpeakSpeakSpeakSay somethingSpeakSpeakSpeakAnswer meI left you in a killing boxI left you in a killing boxI left you in a killing boxI left you
be bad, can he be tough can he beI have always been an experiment in terrorAt least I can only kill you onceStanding aloof when I made up my mindReaching, reaching, why it's better to be bluntYour walking point through my minefieldYou gotta get out (get out)Your on point in my minefieldForever waiting for a roadmapSpeakSpeakSpeakSay somethingSpeakSpeakSpeakAnswer meI left you in a killing boxI left you in a killing boxI left you in a killing boxI left you
Rough no cream puffs are considered to be rough enough
Nobody likes you not even yo bitches imma
Witness they sick of yo disrespectful way of speaking
explicit always talking about how big yo dick is,
better hope Anghellic, go multi platinum to get your riches
Blood, this is the end of men who were once friends
And then, one asshole thought he was somithin when
Punks bend over they get fucked (get fucked) hand over
Them Tech tapes or get stuck (get stuck)
You must think I'm soft 4 talkin to Icy Roc
Bout knockin the nina out I'm trippin without
A doubt, Imma tell you who really is ya friends,
Vell Barkardi and maybe you and him can get
Together and tell it like it is again
Its over man, I hope you brought ya navacane
I know the pain, is slowly taking over brain.
So calm that mutha fuckin wombat I don't
Need no Don Juan tracks to come bomb on raps.
[Chorus]
[Repeat 2x]