Lyrics: Aaron D. Yates/Claudia Feliciano/Adam Cherrington
Music: Aaron D. Yates/Claudia Feliciano/Adam Cherrington
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Tech N9ne and Strange Music still flying high in 2021
Others might be at the end but weāve just begun
All hail number one
Negative bums, when we outside, no see umz
Donāt nobody want none
Letās go
I might be honest
I am astonished
When Iām reading what you typing itās like you really hooked on phonics
****ing ebonics
Message coming through like you really want it
I am bionic whenever I palm it
See the lighters coming at you like comets
And right through your bonnet, make your mama vomit
But you running from me likе you was Sonic
Why they invisible when it rеally hit the fan
Damn chickens, Iāma let you know why, ācause I got the blam-blam
Kicking with the clam man
Listen, get the fam-bam tripping
You become what a muslim think of a ham sandwich in a Imam ālam kitchen
Saying to myself, when I see him Iāma heat āem because I canāt stand bitching
[?] ambition
Layin to his health Iāma bleed him if I meet him, and from the land transition
Talk a lot online, never meet up with us
Cleaver this ****
But you wonāt show ācause youāre the beaver, youāre bust
Feed you the dust
Go grieve āem as I walk with more freedom
But it would be magical to grab the foe
I had to show but no see umz (Where yāall at?)
We outside, we donāt see um (Where yāall at?)
They just talk, no see umz (Where yāall at?)
Man up, show yourself, donāt run and hide now (Uh)
Show me what yāall ābout, I wanna find out (Yeah, look, look)
No see um
We been outside and you haters been stuck in your Google search
We been here taking these flights doing shit that you only could see up on Google earth
But if itās one thing Iāma do then Iāma do the work
If you was hoping that I failed, then get your feelings hurt
āCause mother****ers try to blackball me, try to pass on me, but Iāma get every ****ing thing that I been deserved
Like booyah, you bitch you
Always got a magazine for the issue
But this aināt shit you flip through
You all bark, no bite you shitzu
Yāall thought that I was bragging, I aināt did it yet
I been killing everything and Iāma get the benefits
Card aināt got no limit but Iām finna pay with benjamins
Haters hating on me but I never shared the sentiment
Look bitch, better yet
Cord obsidian, light another filly and
Hit another city and get another bitty and
Skin tone cinnamon, bitches really winning and
Snowstorm hit again
Boy Iām really doing this shit, no photo op
Snow still going off, somewhere out in Bogota
Jamming to some Don Omar, bank like āComo estasā
With a bad bitch that donāt even need no photoshop
Boy Iām really doing this shit ācause I been that
Been broke, came up, never went back
Way Iām moving internationallyāll give you whiplash
I been having money talks, what the ****ās a chit chat?
Please donāt hit my line tryna get a reply like I owe you a why, ācause I donāt
And **** all you haters ācause Iām fresh outta favours
I already helped yāall when I was broke, bitch (Where yāall at?)
We outside, we donāt see um (Where yāall at?)
They just talk, no see umz (Where yāall at?)
Man up, show yourself, donāt run and hide now
Show me what yāall ābout, I wanna find out
No see um
We just minding our business
We aināt bothering nobody
Then we get the word, that yāall talking shit
Then we go out, we donāt see you mother****ers nigga
Where yāall at?
We outside, we donāt see um (Where yāall at?)
They just talk, no see umz (Where yāall at?)
Man up, show yourself, donāt run and hide now
Show me what yāall ābout, I wanna find out
No see um
We all over the world though
Yāall know where we be at
But yāall, keyboard warriors, we no see umz
Nowhere we go