With The BS

Tech N9ne

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    [Intro]
    It's late in the headquarters, 2014
    Everyday is a struggle
    We dread the day and pray we make it through the night
    Anything turn up we with it
    So I buzz cut my hair
    Put on my please-come-trip-with-me suit
    Lace my boots tight and what
    Ahhwoo ahhwoo ahhwoo
    Turn up, turn up

    [Verse 1: Tech n9ne]
    Hard times living in this bad land of mine
    Everybody on vanilla skys by design
    A lot of my brothers are buried, a lot of 'em in there prime
    So take my chopper and stick it where the sun don't shine
    Ahhh - please don't make me make you say that
    Tripping cause momma ain't really happy where she stay at
    I can't afford to move her away until I pay that
    Irs a new maybach, I'm tripping don't come my way, jack
    Son needs a way through college
    Daughter too, harder, you gotta pay for true knowledge
    Surised when a guy get layed off
    Everything ain't payed off enterprise
    Beam up, I'm finna die, and a lie, clamanime minimize
    I'mm kinda tripping in my go clothes
    Step up malicious and 10, I'm throwing boat loads
    To my soul goes
    The average person they hurting cause for certain everybody's dolo

    [Hook x2: Big scoob]
    I'm with the bullshit tonight
    If they tripping I ain't tryna do right, uh, uh
    I'm with the bullshit tonight
    Let it loose on every devil in sight, turn up

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    [Verse 2: Trae tha truth]
    Yeah, tell 'em I'm tripping, I'm at war with these devils
    Dumped that bitch in the gutter, make 'em get on my level
    I give a fuck about nothing the way I'm strapped with this metal
    I was tripping in the back of a truck that I done packed with these shovels
    I don't want no problems, just want you to leave me the fuck alone
    Before I end up inside of a cell and have a neighborhood inside of your home
    My money be funny just laughin at niggas
    And the hoes they got keep asking them niggas
    How I'm crashing them niggas while I'm passing them niggas
    Well, take your seat and fasten them niggas
    Before I dispose the trash of them niggas, go to smashing them niggas
    I'm on that bullshit, ain't nobody finna pull shit
    D got my wrists rolls-es balling, I'm on some bullshit
    Pay attention
    They don't get any realer, hey there killer, about that drama
    Terroristic, risk getting [?] osama
    If I don't get you the boss [?] with that llama
    Bitch this is what we do, believe it, downing niggas' mama's

    [Hook]

    [Verse 3: Red cafe]
    Cocaine on my mind, my table, I'm out of line
    Doing lines open wide, nigga suicide
    Blood in my vein, hella drugs in my vein
    Rap with the strap, keep the thugs entertained
    All my foes I leave critical, they pitiful
    I'm a 5 star general, east side cannibal
    West side salute it, all these kids my students
    Class still in session, the shooters I just recruited
    Turn up - look I came to bust a motherfuckin head
    Got some wild knucklehead killers bucking lead
    I came from the bottom, now I'm on the roof
    I'm big-headed so the coupe never had a roof
    Thug life, got that 2pac up in my boombox
    Gassing on these pussies, no brakes, they pray I do stop
    We all with the bullshit and I'm the boss
    When I holla shake down we gonna set it off

    [Hook]

    [Verse 4: Big scoob]
    So with it, if you want it then you gonna get it
    So terrific with this bullshit, the best that did it
    The best to give it, get me livid then I'm diving in it
    These pussies talk it, they don't walk it, they ain't never did it
    Aim and bust then I bust then I bust and bust
    Blood gush in the rush from the school crushed
    Scarce thoughts being bought from these wars fought
    Real talk, I'm a validated warhawk
    History, this ain't shit to me, let's get it, v
    Click the heat, no defeat, I need victory
    It's meant to be what these villain niggas bent to be
    Tendecies, stick this story, fuck the enemy
    Snapping and losing it fast - ruger, extended the mag
    Fuck it, they wearing no mask - jump out and dumping the brass
    Crushing, concussion these fast - a movie where scoobie get mad
    Jesus ain't helping your ass - leaving inside of a bag
    I'm with the bullshit

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    Composición: Tech N9ne, Red Cafe, Big Scoob, Seven y Frazier Thompson

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