Tech N9ne - Einstein Lyrics

Tech N9ne - Einstein Video

Einstein...TECH N9NE

Einstein...TECH N9NE

 

What, 2-thou style

Midwest Side

TECH N9NE, the anthem nigga

Like this, what

 

If you got scratch nigga, get the fuck up

Throw your hands up, if you hella fucked up

Einstein, TECH N9NE, Two triple zip

Crack a jaw, whip 'em all, If they wanna trip

Ladies with the bar codes, Meet me after this

Maybe you can show me, The meaning of abyss

Everybody on the wall Momma is a bzzz

Had her at the Budgetel Stroking on my dzzz

This ones for the psychos Gang bangers and sluts

Bumbs holding the pipe Those college graduate fucks

I feel for no foes I kill till I close my trap

I'm ill when I flow And you never doze when I rap

TECH TECH Gimme women and much alcohol And I'm straight

Eat drink and be merry Yo come tomorrow might be your fate

Yo look look over there It's that nigga with the hair

TECH and Juan, what a pair, the rest equals MC squares, what

 

Hook:

Who got this mutha fuckin

House on lock (Who)

Einstein (Huh what)

TECH N9NE

Dwamn

Who keeps it sizzling

Who keeps it hot (Who)

Einstein (Huh what)

TECH N9NE

Dwamn

Kc MO Roll

Kc MO Roll

 

Everybody witness, My soul sickness

If you dig TECH When he's twisted

Then go get this Bringing the house down

When I rip shitLike the plates shifted

Angels come in many shades Either drunk or lifted

The Einstein meaning gifted Too slick to get with

Two years ago My shit was broke But now I fixed it With the quickness

You missed it When I used to roll with Misfits and Nitwits

But now who I do biz with Ain't none of yo business

Blood thirst in the church now The earth's the worst

Clutch your purseWhen we lurk Cause we cursed from work

Trying to Party like a mutha fucka Broke as a joke

Don't hire me But you arrest me When I'm selling my dope

So who's the EinsteinIn N9NE N9NE TECH N9NE

I'm crime mindIn my prime Rhyme time

I'm mixing One fifty-one With Malibu rum

And pineapple juice Among all my angels And wicked ones

 

We be the party people night and day

 

Living crazy is the only way (wha?)

Einstein

Get it where I got you when I'm on it

Einstein

Rockin like you mother fuckers want it

 

Hook

 

What do we say To haters off top

Haters got beef They thinking we got

We gon' get postal If it don't stop

You can get ghost Or you can get shot

Generation X Gon party till the death

Anybody tripping Gettin greeted with a stretch

Taking everything And we're leaving nothing left

Demons gotta die Have 'em breathing last breaths

I feel that I got will And I'm gon bill Till I'm killed

Bell till I bail If I fail Then I'm gon steal What I will

TECH is a realist Running with killas You better vill this Be the witness

To the coldest When I hold this dick They break camp When I flow this

Einstein go the ill route Throw up your hands

If you're villed out Or if you're real sauced

I told ya'll I'm cold Dog I flows All heat

I'm representing Rogue Dog Rogue Dog Fifty-seventh street

What

 

Hook

 

Einstein...TECH N9NE (x5)

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Tech N9ne - Slacker Lyrics

Tech N9ne - Slacker Video

Slacker: a person who shirks his work or duty

A person who evades military service in the wartime

Hehehehehe.. I know one thing man

I'm gonna have my kicks before the whole shithouse goes up in flame

You know what I'm sayin? heheheheh..

Eat, drink, and be merry, tomorrow you may die

That's what life's about man, good times, a little salad

Haha...

 

Yo yo

I'm a product of Reganomics, neurotic

They sayin homage is gone up, inhaling chronic

The oddest I'm stayin' honest I'm bout to make it famous

So you can take that J-O-B and you can shove it up your anus

I ain't never understood how the world works

But I always understood why the girls twerk

For a baller not a nine-to-five

Barely makin it with disgust behind ya eyes

So I just, grip my piece, rip off fleece

Out to take ya lip off chief, with my peeps

We ruthless if you got money then deuce it

Goofs get toothless, with loose off two-fifths, we useless

I wanna kick it but ain't got the dough

Sneak in the concert, trip and make 'em stop the show

We gots to go! Push me and I sock the po'

Gettin' the bail from my parents is impossible

 

(I'm a slacker) never did I have a lotta dough

(I'm a slacker) smokin' pot and watching videos

(I'm a slacker) go whichever way the wind blows

Those just tuning in, I'm just lettin' you know

(I'm a slacker) everytime I take a look around

(I'm a slacker) stuck upon my face is a frown

I don't do enough, I just fool around

Y'all can go to hell, how does that sound?

 

Now you can tell by my everyday fits, I ain't rich

I sneak with a piece when I grit (grit)

I'm just another gatman caught up in the mix (mix)

Tryin' to take yo' dollar and yo' fifteen cents (I grind with a pistol)

I stay rid of you lames (y'all gay!)

I play video games (all day!)

When Kans City mo' brains, it's gritty slow game

We diddy-bop with really no change (y'all bang!)

And people holla How ya do dat dere

Why ya pants hanging low, and why you grew that hair?

Lightin' a bleeze or with my people ridin' a Regal

Always in trouble with coppers cuz we drivin' illegal (drivin illegal)

I ain't never givin them lee-way to hear me nay

The judicial assembly's gay hey!

I come out at night cuz I sleep all day!

Tryin' to get with Def Jam, Loud, or MCA!

 

(I'm a slacker) never did I have a lotta dough

(I'm a slacker) smokin' pot and watching videos

(I'm a slacker) go whichever way the wind blows

Those just tuning in, I'm just lettin' you know

(I'm a slacker) everytime I take a look around

(I'm a slacker) stuck upon my face is a frown

I don't do enough, I just fool around

Y'all can go to hell, how does that sound?

 

Yo yo check

Enter the party and my homies got to pay for me

Holidays, it just be another day for me

Gettin' drunk, hopin' I get to the criller safely

Pray for me, cuz I'm needin' money majorly

Sit at home watchin' MTV with a empty P-

O-C-K-E-T; I MP3 everything that I hear on the streets

Never buy it, don't deny it, I'm the fear I'm a beast

You say get a job? I say hit a knob

Cuz the way you run the world is every bit a fraud

So what you askin' me? You get no tax from me

I got whites, natives, and mexicans, and blacks with me

Huh! I'm tryin' to get up there with Master P

Pass the D, cuz that's the way it has to be

We bust to be free, we trust to be G

So FUCK who be glee, it sucks to be me

 

(I'm a slacker) never did I have a lotta dough

(I'm a slacker) smokin' pot and watching videos

(I'm a slacker) go whichever way the wind blows

Those just tuning in, I'm just lettin' you know

(I'm a slacker) everytime I take a look around

(I'm a slacker) stuck upon my face is a frown

I don't do enough, I just fool around

Y'all can go to hell, how does that sound?

 

(I'm a slacker) never did I have a lotta dough

(I'm a slacker) smokin' pot and watching videos

(I'm a slacker) go whichever way the wind blows

Those just tuning in, I'm just lettin' you know

(I'm a slacker) everytime I take a look around

(I'm a slacker) stuck upon my face is a frown

I don't do enough, I just fool around

Y'all can go to hell, how does that sound?

 

I'm a slacker (doo) I'm a slacker (doo-doo-doo-doo) yeah (doo-o)

I'm a slacker (doo) I'm a slacker (doo-doo-doo-doo) yeah (doo-o)

I'm a slacker (doo) I'm a slacker (doo-doo-doo-doo) yeah (doo-o)

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Tech N9ne - Absolute Power Lyrics

Tech N9ne - Absolute Power Video

(In Reverse)

I've traveled many roads and seen many things

In search of fortune and fame

All my dreams die no matter how hard I try

So nothing but unhappiness remains

So now I sit with this pen in my hand

Itching to produce and perform

Waiting to rule with absolute power

I love these calm little moments before the storm

 

(Verse 1)

Ain't no way you bout to stop this sickness

From the deepest darkest part of Mizzery

Psycho alpha schizo get your check, she diggin' me

A-B-S-O-L-U-T-E P-O-W-E-R see me clownin'

Look at all you playa hatas frownin'

Raw, God said kill em all, Tech's back's to the wall

Fightin' for my life and Imma bust back 'til they fall

And I ain't even slangin' them thangs

I'm hollerin' ONE-EIGHT-SEVEN if you trippin' wit Strange

I'm really real wit it, like my homie AJ say deal wit it

Pushin' and pullin' fightin' for the mill ticket

In a minute Imma do it like a villian

Imma get 'em in the middle of a bomb

Put 'em on the spot

Till the funk go pop and if they never have other qualm

Tech Nizzle, when I'm dizzled this who be you

Rollin wit Dave, Trav, Violet Brown, and 3DQ, who be you

For those not knowin' that Mizzou be true

Imma tell you like the Swedish would say it, Sug Min Kuk

 

(Hook)

Absolute Power! That's the only way to roll

Absolute Power! They love us everywhere we go

Absolute Power! Tecca Nina's bout to blow

Absolute Power! Absolute Power!

Absolute Power! That's the only way to roll

Absolute Power! They love us everywhere we go

Absolute Power! Tecca Nina's bout to blow

Absolute Power! Absolute Power!

 

(Verse 2)

Now I do HIP... HOP... and I mix it wit the HARD... ROCK...

Desing this rhyming for climbing

Tech N9ne he's unwinding the shining is blinding

Greedy so we constantly grinding

I been in the game 16 years makin' rap tunes

Raisin' hella havoc up in the classroom

Now in '02 you can watch me clownin' in diamonds shining

Watchin DVD's on the Hoshitoshi (It's all Jesus)

Now I keep the crowds pumpin' they jumpin'

Get back to the telly we rollin' and stickin' somethin'

Racin' to the main line

Absolute Power is havin' Halle Berry & Julia Lewis at the same time

Ohh!, thats how Strange niggas run

Listen to the villian wit a gun associated tongue

(We're close to the end) but not done

The Tech's just begin begun beginning to begin to have FUN

The curse is tryin' to put me in the hearse

But I will not tumble, first things first

Took a lot of shit and I can't take more

Fuck Jay Ferries and everybody down wit him and FUCK JCOR!

 

(Hook)

 

(Verse 3)

Thanks to Strange Music I'm comin'

And all my enemies they runnin'

Now all my hatas bummin' cuz I was summoned

We Kansas City playas and we bout sold game

We make it so Tecca Nina is a household name

How many points you got, I got 50

Heres a question to the Censorship Committee

Who's the biggest gang of niggas in the city?

My villians are gritty

Big Scoob, Tech, TWill, Bakari, rest in piece Sho Nitty

Growl wit the evil ways, power what the people say

Rebel yellin' we're felons and my pockets are swellin'

This beat's from Berlin, Germany

Throwin up Mizzizzy so ain't no other city concernin' me

I teach it and I speak very loosely

Stamina gunnin' got playa hatas runnin' profusely

Now I got the parents pissed and ready to noose me

Cuz they know that Absolute Power corrupts: ABSOLUTELY

 

(Hook) 2x

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