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[h=1]Tech N9ne - Worst Enemy[/h]
 
"Worst Enemy"

You were supposed to be my dog
Homey when I first met you what was told to me was fraud
What a shocker an imposter, I been crossed I lost ya
My best friend turned out to be an enemy the sin in me hit me
No sympathy no empathy either, Homey I never denied ya

Nothing that you wanted women, I never player hated I hooked
You up booked you up from the beginning the sin in me had
Love for you shed blood for you when you wanted to dig
I dug for you nigga, But you a double crosser nasty hand tosser
I should've known you was evil, when you told me it was cool
For we to be sex fools when we under the steeple the retrieval

I'm trying to get my life back no more stopping women
From putting a knife at your cap remember when we were
Kickin' it bitches was giving everyday we did it in
Everyway, but the respect went away you *** a mind of
Your own now you're grown now can I ask you a question
Did you forget we were kinfolk nigga we the same complexion
I'm stressing

You was always in front of me so I listened everyday
You wanted me on a mission I even let you have sex
With my lady like a g. infatuated with you and not me
I sucked it up; I *** back with her you fucked it up
 
By letting her know I creeping around with every chick in the
Town buster, I should've known not to trust you

Listen I'm losing my life because of you
I lost my life because of you; I'm losing my wife because of you
I even had sex and a baby with that crazy bitch you introduced me to
Now I'm straight depressed, I hate your flesh
The fate was just, belate the Tech laid to rest
Every time you *** drawls you made my
Poor little life fall nigga you *** balls

You ain't never had a partner like me, real a never
Ever sold you pipe dreams personal yes it might seem
Nigga when you was burning, I went and *** the doxcycline
Looked out for your health, and this is all the respect
I get hater your neck I slit but I can't cause I'm
Attached to ya and I don't know why sometimes I wish
You would just die

It would eliminate all this hurt maybe I could
Get up out of all this dirt you caused me so strong
Nothing can stop ya not even cerebral pawlsy I can't believe
It my best homey turned on me you must have for***
We grew up together I'm thru life is over now it's
Nothing else to do point the finger and blame it on you

[Chorus]
It's all because of you, you, you. I lost my girl, my world
Is upside down because I found you wasn't shit.
It's all because of you, you, you. Broke us into you untrue
Don't know what to do I'm talking to you, who?
My dick!
 
[h=1]Tech N9ne - Yada, Yada, Yada[/h]
 
"Yada, Yada, Yada"

[Verse 1]

Just think, what if I could just, just blink this shit away.
Niggas think, because a nigga bust, I *** grips and grips of pay.

The pain grows in fame and kangols with change
And strange hos who bang in range roves for thangs,
Same shows with lames the rain woes will stain insane
Foes who drain and hang bros with brains

If you caught it that means you *** it, and if you brought it,
That means you should've shot it cause I'm about ta, drop
The real ya need a lot to kill a leader, prop the
nina nigga or pop the milli meter

Demarco I'm bout to spark flow your bark so harsh
But parts gon make you heart blow, blood
And don't be wassin' me cuzzin' me buggin me bout dubs
I'll be mud till these clubs really lovin me

It hurts my nigga to hurt my nigga but hurt
My nigga is what's inspiring these spurts my nigga
At first my nigga, used to be my homey, used to
Be my ace, yellin' you gon slap the taste out my mouth

Nigga I never scare sebwafares everywhere,
If you need me believe me its easy, to put holes in
Shakra teasy watch the wezzy he's lots of talk
4 sheezy

[Chorus]
Some say I should worry and watch where I walk (yeah)
Yada, yada, yada
Nigga that's just talk
I'm a friend, if I was a foe I would be knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knockin at yo front door
[Repeat 2x]

[Verse 2]

The industries faulty industry salty (man)
The industry cost me industry brought me (pain)
The industry taught me industry caught me (strange)
And you niggas know that the industries awfully (bane)

I ain't a snake nigga all I did is make niggas
Money was sunny now it's funny you playa hate
Niggas, over some cake the fate of a show me state
Nigga in my face will be Don Juan the great 2 late nigga.

I don't speak a lot I peep a lot I creep a lot
And people who speak are usually weak and out 4
Peace and no beef a lot remember we used
 
2 kick it like bros now you niggas act
like bitches and hos

Wit your licorice souls,
Tecca9 I *** the wickedest flows
No kid in his mold on misery
Never will get wit this rogue, I'm pissed
At his whole little fisad of crip that is sold
Instead of a rap I should've twisted his nose

Who kept short nitty from killin you me, who
Kept Dyamund from drillin' you me
Who kept villain niggas from vill dealin' you me,
So now you can take away me and keep on talking
Crazy and Imma let em know where you
Keep yo baby and where you stay D.

[Chorus]
[Repeat 2x]

[3rd Verse]

You can't turn enough mutha fuckers against me
You can't find a harder rapper that'll convince me
I'm wit the Canty's the Ashby's the Whitebears
LeJeunes the Harrises and the mutha fuchkin Timley's

The Theorys the Byers the canadys you know the
Familys that are known to be bad 4 humanity
Can he be bad, can he be tough can he be
Rough no cream puffs are considered to be rough enough

Nobody likes you not even yo bitches imma
Witness they sick of yo disrespectful way of speaking
explicit always talking about how big yo dick is,
better hope Anghellic, go multi platinum to get your riches

Blood, this is the end of men who were once friends
And then, one asshole thought he was somithin when
Punks bend over they get fucked (get fucked) hand over
Them Tech tapes or get stuck (get stuck)

You must think I'm soft 4 talkin to Icy Roc
Bout knockin the nina out I'm trippin without
A doubt, Imma tell you who really is ya friends,
Vell Barkardi and maybe you and him can get
Together and tell it like it is again

Its over man, I hope you brought ya navacane
I know the pain, is slowly taking over brain.
So calm that mutha fuckin wombat I don't
Need no Don Juan tracks to come bomb on raps.

[Chorus]
[Repeat 2x]
 
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