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Tech N9ne Paint A Dark Picture

Man lives
In a sun lit world
Of what he believes to be reality
But
There is unseen by most
An underworld that is just as real
But not as brightly lit a
DARKSIDE

[Chorus]
I can write a verse and take the sun away... DARKNESS
Say good bye to light because it's gone today... DARKNESS
Ain't no smiling happiness is done away... DARKNESS
Watch me paint a pic that'll make you run away... DARKNESS

[Tech N9ne]
I don't really give of fuck what you think of me I had it up to here. yep.
Follow me into another de-mention of insanity's right here. step...
I know your feelin it I'm lovein you when I'm kissin n fuckin you n in a minute I'm a veer
left.
An by the pluck of the jugular see the blood of my lover and then I finish when your near
death.
I'm sorry but I mean it cause when I got the tool on bitch I got bulimic up in her like a
gynecologist with a penis
And when they bled on me I was giddy and never squeamish.
Bad as a demon I cannot get rid of her I really rely on the feelin of the sex an the red of a
woman.
Can I take a bite of your cerebellum I think it'll really get me up if I could be suckin your
seratonin.
Id rather just die than inflict any pain on somebody who truly put trusted me.
Better yet I just make her the suffer who taught me mocked me n fucked with me.
Maybe get up in the club and shoot it up and makem panic at the disco... (backwards)
I can paint a dark picture.
You don't want me to start with, cha.
Don't want me commin with the heart, hit cha.
Chew you up and if you really tart, spit cha.
After the brain I put the lemon moraine in.
Blood of a dame is what I drain my fang's in.
Takein the spirit and the body it came in.
Away from the sun n forever you can remain in.

[Chorus x2]

[Dirtball]
When I'm all up on a pallet a pain with blood of my name in vain sun up in it
Imna break it down the walls n try to stop me from poppin my gun up in it
Skits onta me honor me for the time never given to the rhyme in another mind lookin like a
nice guy
Behind the face be the beast of another mutha fucka that be heard the least.
So many here me when I say they can, that I remember everybody that layd me astray. yo fuckem.
Nobody but my closest know about my darkness and when they fall away. yo fuckm.
I'm to sick that I never checked outa my mental-ward working in sweden
Burin the bodies this song made my memory feedm ghost made me loud and I'm proud I can see them
I don't even wanna talk about it but I do it for the demons and the devils alive
Hopein that the nonbelievers get a number two in the eye please try to die save me the time
When I make a move when I'm commin through I'm a stay devoted to rhyme [x9]
Devoted to mine hex sign ruda wicked I'm a be forever de-dine
Picture this my wrist silt pissed off I'm hangin from a meat hook,
Yo I'm bangin on a meat hook it's the twist this chapter ya miss the darker the venom of a
main hook book
I'm tellin everybody I'm not doin so well I'm feelin my noggin to you better watch ya self
Sub-noise when I'm bangin on a tech set best believe the dark times are here my lips eclipse
everything

[Chorus x2]

I'm your worst fear.
I'm your favorite.
I'm your acquired taste.
Will you savor it.
If it blood thirst will you run from it.
No need cause I'm inside of you.
When the sun is spit.
You cannot escape me I'm your last resort your.
When you have a evil you cannot report.
I'm your royal sunshine malicious and heartless.
If ever you need an alibi rely on me I am.

DARKNESS

[Chorus]

Tech N9ne Sex Out South

[Chorus: Tech N9ne & Big Krizz Kaliko (2X)]
Sex out south-some hit in and out
Screamin n cussin-some bustin it out
Sex out south-some freaks comin out
Sex o s is what it's all about

[Verse 1: Kutt Kalhoun]
I got this bitch named Janae from Olathe
Baby girl was flavor
Into bitches and sexual favors
Told me I could take it
Got a fettish addicted to pain
Wanted me to choke her
While she sat on my dick and i came
All over the sofa
But this hoe from the o she was cold
Didn't like to swallow it
I poked to the back of the throat
Kept a bitch from vomittin
She begged for a dick in her ass
Baby liked it anal
But my head was too big for her ass
So I used my fingers
Down to Dallas with Rita & Alice
One white and Phillipino
One on my dick and one tossin my salad
Off in the casino
Real sex ain't got shit on these vets
Told em they could keep me
Even thought about writin a check
I'm coocoo for a threezy
To all em bitches and hoes that leave your life unexposed
You better peap this out south bitches as pros
If you don't know how it goes
You besta follow your nose
Get on some freak shit
Now follow as the story is told
It's like..

[Chorus x2]

[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
I know you heard that I talk allota
shit about a bitch
But I'm bout to swerve this time
Talk about a differnt kinda chick
The ones who love the dick constantly in an out
Even like to put it in her mouth
And I'm not talkin bout northbound bitches I'm talkin about the bitches down south
You can find em in the 50's all the way to Grandview
You can get em up in Overland Park and Olathe
Thank you for the paper
Never given a fuck about what your bitch is thinking pety shit is second nature
Throw em in the mix nigga fuck em witha friend
They will be callin you so you can do it again
You ain't gotta spend ain't gotta pretend
Call her up and tell her you needa put it in
And not just white
There's hella beautiful black bitches
Give it from the back
They lovin the dick too
Down north women
They hate the bitch boo
I know you don't like what I'm sayin but it's true
And ya'll be fuckin the bitches like we be fuckin the bitches
We be out for the pussy and we rockin you bitches
Nothing you never could tall a nigga could be stoppin nigga
Cause I ain't had enough of you bitches
Now sex out south
When you put it in her mouth
And you don't need help from hitch
You can find em in a house of six
Pretty damn thing with one and switch
Any other women hatin
Got a nigga waitin for that weak shit you pitch
Play that shit
The down bitch quit it sit down sweat it skited now bitch!

[Chorus x2]

[Verse 3: Big Krizz Kaliko]
I'm talkin bout chick set center
Where I'm from
St. Theresa's, Bishop Hogan up in her
Hit me neos rustin n the ones I be tusslin with
Now I'm a get mine and I'm hopin you get get yours before I THROUGH!
Cause cale be mackin them hoes fast
An if ya lucky ya be getcha a peice of evil ass WOOO!
With the red bombs
Cause them the ones I love out south get my head gone
And they never wanna let me pull it out with the min on
So I'm pullin the rubber out
When I need it I'm takin the southern route
And it was late at night clutch your lady tight
Or me and my niggas out south!
Get it with no dought
Sit it your mouth
If ya with it then baby let me hit it down south!
Still I got too many bitches that I posed to me
And the ladys really lookin like they hoes to me
Like a lova
I got to get some more rubber
Oochee koochie the way you do me
You really give it to me when we be under the cover
Felicia-O I'm glad to meet ya
But when you kiss this bitch they go balistic
They troublin for some head get to rockin the bed
Heard a southside screamin SOUTHSIDE!

[Chorus x2]

TECH N9NE "Midwest Choppers"

(feat. Big Krizz Kaliko and D-Loc & Dalima)

Welcome To Misery Where The Killers Pop It Up Whenever I Say It And Deal It At The Turn Of The Gun
We Can Do It If Anybody Want It Where The Rapper Niggas Will Call Up And Tell Everyone
Misery Loves Company So We Done With Thee
Enemy Where He Be Energy Sendin Me The Route
My Negativity Trippin Wit Me You Runnin Fo Yo Life
Cause You Ran Your Mouth Mouth

[Chorus:]
We Can Sang Or We Can Bang
It Aint No Game We Untamed
Whether Its Fame Or We Can Aim
Release Your Brains It Aint No Thang
Midwest Choppers
Your Insane
We Livin In Pain
And It's A Shame That You Came And Got Drained
And Listen Mayn Stay In Your Lane

Midwest Choppers

Find It Murderers Monolog Come Out Of A Sinister Formidable Place
I Can Let You Kno The Ins And The Outs And I Can Spit It Wickid
Twisted And You Can See By The Look Of My Face
Give Me The Mic And Ima Mangle It Tangle It
Definitely People See That I Got The Hang Of It
Pig You Gotta Try To Make A Mocery Of A City
Who
Pock Em Pock Em Damn We Dangerous
Came To Get Strange Wit It Bang Wit It
Stop And Get A Little Untamed Wit It
Get The Chopper Like A Fully Bully Wit A Hoodie Stop Him Take Him Out
So He Can Spit Cane Wit It
Well The Answer Is Right Before Your Eyes
Who Do You Despies?
Killers Who Chop You We Got To Stop You
We Gotta Stop You Pop You Partner
Get Up Outta The Way When Techa Nina Be Bustin
Gotta Give It Up Im A Veteran Like I Said So Ima Light Em Up And Get In Your Head Again
Im Better Than Ever
Never Let Em Feather An
Hit The Mic And Get In Again
Medicine Ima
Choppa Choppa Choppa
Automatic Kickin The Ammunition
Killin The Competition When It Aint Nobody
Hotta Hotta Hotta
Manage Everything And Everybody
You Kno We Never Missin
Listen To Me
How Can I Make You Understand That Im A General
Even If You Poppin The Competition In Minimal
Cant See The Killers And You Can Bet That We Criminal
The Thing Inside Of Me Keep Telling Me Where To Go
So Ima Keep Reppin The Mirror Choppin Freakin Shows
And Im About To Be On Top Of This And Truly Be Bustin
Beggin For Mercy You Punk I Aint Givin You Nothing

[Chorus]

We Be The Best We Aint Talking About Women We Be Talking About Paper
Already Made Come And Terrible
And The Competition Is The Killa
With Or With The Buretta Tight Right Under My Sweater
And We Hide It Delopta Be Where My Killas

But My Dealers Are Betta
Like A Blender Leeroy Like A Guillotine Chop Yo Hands Out And Throw Me Ou The Window

Watch Yo Lyrical
Thru The Atp
When We Come To The Street We Don Post On The Block
For The Killa Ima Lift My Middle Finger Up To The Cop
So On The Way To The Studio We Be Makin Another Hot Track
They Be Lovin The Way We Spit It
Boy They Want Our Position But They Aint Never Get It
In The Hone Of The Pacific
We The Definiton Of A Soldier
My Opposition Is The Cultural
I Spit Like A Tomic
Me And My Killa Are Guerillas

Boy We Tryin To Battle Cuz They Want Our Position
But They Aint Never Get It
Man I Told You
We The Number One Competitors Dealin
Working The Way To The Top And Get The Millin
In The Hone Of The City You Can Never Cross Us

You Can Try To Read Us
You Can Try To Beat Us
Try To Get Your Speed Up But It Aint Gon Matter
Cause After Were Done Bustin A ***** We Don After
We Takin After Techa Nina Is The Master

[Chorus]

Whenever Im Reppin The City In The Cane
Holla Your Brain Cuz Im A Disaster
Dilemma Get Ready Decibel Comin Atcha
We Wanna Come Atcha
Because Im A Style Master
And Im Impressionable Now
Just So Ya Kno Now
I Make Em Sweat
Cause The Best With The Flow
Whenever You Wanna Flex You Can Go
Keep Stressing Your Code
And I Make Yo Man Go
Midwest Will Flow Like
She'll Flow With More Strife
Cuz The Energy Is The Bomb
I Can Tell That You Fascinated By The Way We Rhyme
And We Flow Like With The Mo Like
Mo Strike Wit The Fire
Baby I Kno U Say It Off
Cuz So Senemy Enemys Now
Irritate With The Haters That Be Comin Around So I Kick It
Like A Realla With The Style
Im Too Set For A Cure So And I Don't Need For A Doctor To Work
Late For Makin Yo Nerves
Late Cause He Called Ya
Hands Down Now I Popped Ya Now
Lets Take A Trip To The Back Of Your Real Gear
Strange The Individual Wit Ill Skill

Talk Wit It
Let Me Act Like You Get Tough Wit It
When You Get Out Of The Truck Spittin Off The Crane
Killers Gon Be The One To Leavin Yo Bodies
Smoke Ya But Really
And The Game Is Drop
Cause Whenever Im Bustin Its Like
The Full Heart Stopper
The Techa Nina Get Up The Flow Cause We
Midwest Choppaz

[Chorus]

You Better Act Right Get Right
Cause Im The Baddest ***** Hookin Up With The Fastest Badass
Hit You With The Lyrical Lyrical Miracle Whip Incredible Knock The Head Like A Several
Diggy Diggy Down Diggy Down Watcha Diggy Down Cook It Clown And At The House Hold It Down Diggy Diggy_ Diggy Down
And If You Look For The Sound You Can Be Found With The ***** In The Crowd Are You Really Wit Me?
And When You Hear It Then ***** Then Zip It
These Make You Want To Reposition And Pivit
When We Write It And Spit It We Makin Somebody Get It
And If They Wont Hear It Then They Wont Get It
Stop
Oh We Can Keep Babblin On
Or Rapplin Off At The Mouth While We Travelin
And We Speakin On On The Speakin On The Things We Be Doin Comin In To Pop My Mouth
And Where The Hell Were U?
And I Can Stop With The Drop
With The Caribou
And They See Me Pop I Would Say Was You
And I Wont Hesitate To Chop You
Until To You
While They Doin You
And If You Look At The Better At The Better To Combust You Got The Cali Gun For Fun
And If You Throw Me Past The Pack Man You Get It
They Putting Down The Gun
Choppa Yousa Choppa That Techa Ninaz A Choopa
We Gon Come And Knock Your Block Off
You Never See Us Comin Hit Yah Run And Walk Off
Cause Is More What We Wantin
And We Come In And Headhuntin
Wont Stop Til We Get To The Top
It's The Way We Midwest Chop Yah