Tech Nine Gunz will bust Lyrics

[Snug Brimm]
I know you know this is Kansas City where life don't mean s___
So step to me and immediatly get ya dome split
I pack heat for days, run streets wit K's and hollows
On the concrete ya saved, you made the pill no swallow
You never thought tommorrow
You'd see me beamed up off I'm down wit a pump
Searchin for the n____s on a hunt
Jerkin on the trigga when I dump
Its not a game dude my killas will mangle
Anything in my range fool, when hattin get flame move
We play the same rules, bustin out thirty-two shots
Lookin to murda ya block, they neva heard of you shot
Them come and servin you, Snug Brimm get the flashin
Innocent or provin guilty, Snug Brimm get the blastin
And f___ the homicide charge I got the Exposito
A mob figga, plus a lawyer and do work for kilos
You know the steelo, real n____s neva talk
Just listen this Duece s___ comin wit heat up out the kitchen

[Tech N9ne]
Rough n____s in the street will bust for the bread in me
Duece 57 Street and seven duece be packin heat
Punks get the f___ away from we
'Fore we buckin the, m________in G-U-N-Z

[Hook] Mr. Stinky & (Tech N9ne)
They dont want f___ wit us (When I believe I will die)
They dont want f___ wit us (Many hatas wanna try)
As watch out gunz will bust
(Real n____s run the streets wit they gats up)
(Everything got and hoes gettin s_____ed up)

[Hollow Tip]
If you my enemy, my energy, Yo' rhymes in elemantary
Get lost in penetentiary when I begin the century
So mention me, and I'ma heat the strack up
If its a hundred of you demons I suggest you f___in back up
I will mack up, don't slack up, I'ma act up wrong
Any m____fucka that think he got his clown suit on
Step on, destroy ya mind you waistin ya time
Cuz when I spit a f___in rhyme, I got a million in line
Now listen to me, a b____ to do, nicknamin me Hollow Tip
When I spittin off clips betta kill yo click
And I'll ya brain if you can't maintain
Betta slow ya roll boy, really hungry aint no ho boy
Lets just show boy, and ya know boy that
I whoop yo a__ like whoa boy
You a decoy, on the real thang
I'm the genius, you a pea brain
Get p___ed on, and whipped on, so who you talkin s___ on
I'ma spit on, any n____s spirit that step to me
Tryin to take my soul from under me
But I got a life time warranty

[Unknown]
Its Scatter Man came consistently dirty
From K.C. we're in the drought we pay fifty for birdies
Pack is short I call Snug and just give him the word he
Take ya faith before he tell on me they get him for burndry
Hustlas shoot s___, rob s___, blue s___
Hardcore convicts, mob s___, you snitch, kill em below ticks
New s___, knew s___, knew we crossin the color lines
Nuff money, nuff weed, make a tought n____ color blind
We ran for curb servers then hop in and out of cars
Ran for cash wit third murders then hop in and out of bars
D12, Strange Muzik, Rougue Dogs, Regime
Duece Click, Dough Boys, Young Gunz, same team
Same beams, n____s that'll split ya cherry
Vigilantes m____fucka plus permits to carry
b____ you scary, f___ you and that b____ you married
Cross anyone I named that s___'ll get you barried

[Tech N9ne]
Rough n____s in the street will bust for the bread in me
Duece 57 Street and seven duece be packin heat
Punks get the f___ away from we
'Fore we buckin the, m________in G-U-N-Z

[Hook]

[Tech N9ne]
It's all out war for the punks
Funk finna jump chumps get a lump
When I dump tunks for the biuncs
Gump wanna thump over pumps in a b__p
Rumps get it crunk when I skunk runts I'ma monk
What you bunk n____s want
f___ what you thunk you sunk in a trunk
f___ THAT, we done heard and took enough c___
Trust we bust back when muskrats bust caps
I'ma tryna touch scrath, and bring my hell to party
And for the last time m_________ Vell Bakari
You cannot rap scrap wit me n____ to the back of me
Catastrophe hit you s___s ragedy it had to be this
Tragedy s___, suck it up don't be mad at me b____
I'm glad to be rich you gets none wit that f__goty bits
I'ma a ex poppin, shroom droppin, rock 'n roll star
Youz a, no coppin hoes stalkin drunk and a old fart
Its a shame, think you quick but you heard we flow quicka
Plus the b____es don't want to f___ a black herpy nosed n____
THIS IS IT Y'ALL
Dump this p____ of in a pit dog
No stackin in hip hop it must not be his nitch y'all
So take the chicken exit, Tech Ninnas whats up
Next time grown folks talk you shut the f___ up
b____

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