me so bro excuse her while she kiss the sky Call me master more exulted than a priest to pastor Blasphemy have me blast fags fast with magma In the air
(High in the air) [Outro: Tech N9ne] Your first lesson for the day, mane That was it, Sickology 101, Yadidimean? Craig Smith, Nesto, Tech N9na, nigga
Traduzione: Tech N9ne. In The Air.
so bro excuse her while she kiss the sky Call me master more exulted than a priest to pastor Blasphemy have me blast fags fast with magma In the air
L-E The word is mainly used as a profanity towards someone the speaker does not like, whose behavior is hurtful, self-centered, or particularly abrasive. [Verse 1 - Tech N9ne
horns Nina gets with a beauty best, it's armin Misery's behind me, labels tryin to sign me Ain't too many who don't know just who the Tech N9ne be Is
that nigga Tech man he sellin' out man That..that's he's doin' that for the white folks That white shit he doin' man [Verse 1: Tech N9ne] I've been writing
miny hoe! Eenie meanie miny Eenie meanie miny hoe Eenie meanie miny Eenie meanie miny woah Eenie meanie miny Eenie meanie miny hoe [Verse 3: Tech N9ne
U.N. tonight? Ha, are you ready for some F.U.N. tonight? I wanna have a little F.U.N., you wanna have a little F.U.N., everyone... let's have F.U.N.,
that's why You never be selling copies I will Rise above all of you Regardless Of my skrill That ain't got shit to do With Techa the N9NE's skill Bust
end Then make a dub To the homies in jail When you making bail Time to act an idiot A lot Not just a little bit Watch when Kansas City hit Tech N9NE'
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
Dodgin the [tech x4 N9ne x4] Now here's a message Liberace may Chocolatate' take em I'ma rock na Playa, nigga fuck what I say Throw ya souls in the air
what I say Throw your souls in the air Like this Flash your bar codes While I stick 'em With another hit Up out of abyss The TECH N9NE N9na Out to find
s it Not the Biancas we choosing Everybody lose it, listenin to our music Yea... throw ya cups in the air if ya drunk like me, yea Tech N9ne, Big Ben
Tech Tech N9ne N9ne *echoed*) Haters causing friction Party people, party people, can y'all get funky (Who keep it sizzelin') Don Juan (Who keep it sizzelin') Tech N9ne