ik you like to post his cringe lyrics but its so try hard to just ignore how hard she still spits
B****, back the f*** up like fifteen yards, these rhymes call for a face mask (Face mask)
'Nother fourteen-day quarantine, they're cordoning off everything
This s*** lookin' like a horror scene, like me metaphorically (Damn)
'Cause them stay-at-home orders seem
Like they just keep getting more extreme
Who knows when this nightmare will end (Marilyn)? Like Monroe, Norma Jean (Norma Jean)
Still got that heroin lyrical drip with that morphine and that Thorazine 'Cause I'm so f***in' dope (Dope) and you're a fiend
And that's the one thing that hasn't changed (Nope)
this is f***ing insane
You say you affiliated with murderers, killers (Ayy!)
The people you run with are thuggin' (Gang!)
But you just a wannabe gunner (Gang!)
Like you was gonna do somethin'
Actin' like you catchin' bodies (Ayy!)
And you got juice, lil' youngin', you buggin'
You ain't never even been charged in connection with battery
B****, you ain't plugged into nothin'
Rap God spit lyrical bullets (Pew!)
And gats cock, your partners better tool up
This has not to do with muscular
But have guns for sure, you better put a
Strap on, other words if you're gonna
Roll up with your (Gang!) you're gon' need a arsenal
'Cause this bar is over your head
So you better—gun cock—have arms if you're gonna pull up (Skrrt!)
Oh, you run the streets, huh?
Now you wanna come and f*** with me, huh?
This little cock-sucker, he must be feelin' himself
He wants to keep up his tough demeanour
So he does a feature, decides to team up with N9na (Yeah)
But next time you don't gotta use Tech N9ne
If you wanna come at me with a sub, Machine Gun
like come the f*** on
Only way that you're ahead of me's alphabetically
'Cause if you diss me I'm coming after you like the letter V
Killing everything, play this tune, it's your eulogy
It's your funeral, prepare to die
This is music for you to be murdered by
His delivery and voice ruin it. If Wayne or someone spit some of these lines it would get gassed on here
His delivery and voice ruin it. If Wayne or someone spit some of these lines it would get gassed on here
whats wrong with his voice ?
Shut up dork
lmao dont you f***ing dare talk to me like this b**** boy i'll f*** you up irl
both of ya'll can get it thats fine
ik you like to post his cringe lyrics but its so try hard to just ignore how hard she still spits
B****, back the f*** up like fifteen yards, these rhymes call for a face mask (Face mask)
'Nother fourteen-day quarantine, they're cordoning off everything
This s*** lookin' like a horror scene, like me metaphorically (Damn)
'Cause them stay-at-home orders seem
Like they just keep getting more extreme
Who knows when this nightmare will end (Marilyn)? Like Monroe, Norma Jean (Norma Jean)
Still got that heroin lyrical drip with that morphine and that Thorazine 'Cause I'm so f***in' dope (Dope) and you're a fiend
And that's the one thing that hasn't changed (Nope)
this is f***ing insane
He has some songs that are good like dead wrong. You could have posted those lyrics.
Revenge is the best medicine
Increase the dose, from least to most
Then tell the Grammys to go and f*** themselves
They suck the blood from all the biggest artists like some leeches
So they nominate 'em, get 'em there, get a name to MC the show
Every parasite needs a host (ha)
Then give Album of the Year to somebody that no one's ever even heard of
All I know is I wrote every single word of everything I ever murdered
Time to separate the sheep from goats (yeah)
And I got no faith in your writers, I don't believe in ghosts
He has some songs that are good like dead wrong. You could have posted those lyrics.
the point is that he still spits
Em is spitting but em without the accent just doesn't hit the same.
Voice means everything
the point is that he still spits
Yeah but the verses you put are alright.
Em is spitting but em without the accent just doesn't hit the same.
Voice means everything
You say you affiliated with murderers, killers (Ayy!)
The people you run with are thuggin' (Gang!)
But you just a wannabe gunner (Gang!)
Like you was gonna do somethin'
Actin' like you catchin' bodies (Ayy!)
And you got juice, lil' youngin', you buggin'
You ain't never even been charged in connection with battery
B****, you ain't plugged into nothin'
Rap God spit lyrical bullets (Pew!)
And gats cock, your partners better tool up
This has not to do with muscular
But have guns for sure, you better put a
Strap on, other words if you're gonna
Roll up with your (Gang!) you're gon' need a arsenal
'Cause this bar is over your head
So you better—gun cock—have arms if you're gonna pull up (Skrrt!)
Oh, you run the streets, huh?
Now you wanna come and f*** with me, huh?
This little cock-sucker, he must be feelin' himself
He wants to keep up his tough demeanour
So he does a feature, decides to team up with N9na (Yeah)
But next time you don't gotta use Tech N9ne
If you wanna come at me with a sub, Machine Gun
like come the f*** on
Trash
Yeah but the verses you put are alright.
idk i feel like its still a step above 90% of rappers