DESCRIPTION:
Tech N9ne - Worldwide Choppers (Lyrics)

[Tech N9ne]
Follow me all around the planet I run the gamut on sickology
They can never manage we do damage with no apology pick em off they panic a little manic cause I gotta be frantic Imma jam it cause I'm an oddity. Gobble the track up like I'm grubbin at mama nakas I can pop at you proper cause I'm partners of waka flaka gimme the top of hip hop and watch em make em rock wit a show stopper chakras poppin off the worldwide choppers. If you anybody you notice it, tech is the pinnacle not a identical soul is it loaded cold as the polar get wrote it quick and they quoted it yo it exploded the flow behold it cause when the motor spit. Abadea abadea never ta get free of the real better ya just neal ta me or ready ta get near my heals gimme the knock and Imma chop but he came and he went tomorrah but Imma lock it down and hop in the pocket like empanadas. Hit em up and get em up I ain't done I ain't did enough, trip it when I rip it I be the ish when I spit em up, sorta like I was liquored up and backin up in the gut, everybody be knowin I be actin up when I bust. From Missouri ta Canada I be keepin the stamina if you never been a fan of the man the brand is unanimous can I cuss? Fuck anybody tech is calamitous, leave em in the dust ain't nobody tough when I'm standin up. Tech is hostile he's awful and really be wicked when he be off in a bottle you wit it you dig it you never lost thee apostle he sick and he give it the poe and toss in Picasso, killin everybody off is the motto and I be the only chopper that's tossed in a brothel you said its pathetic my head is off in a taco I sped and you bled and you in a coffin when I go!

[Hook]
I'm light years
Ahead of my peers
Want some, you can come bring it right here
Can't clown me
Don't come 'round me
Bow down, I was crowned when they found me

[Twista]
Like I gotta focus up in my rhythm
Or loosen the venom and hit 'em and give 'em astig-a-ma-tism
And then I'ma spit 'em somethin' so full of vengeance
That everybody'll wanna devour the pieces of my enemies 'cause of cannibalism
Breakin' 'em off into particles, they get in a predicament
That be never reversible 'cause a nigga be too versatile
Makin' you nervous, you could never compete with the colonel
I burn you, I'm an immortal, and that's the reason I murder you
Focus on my hocus pocus and make a likkle magic
After I wreck and check ya, then ya best pick a better habit
'Cause I'm an anomaly, able to give a lobotomy
To any motherfucker challengin' my astronomy
Hoppin' out, I don't stop when the flame stone
Now one of the most popular choppers and my name's known
Throwin' it up in the air, takin' it there
We W-W-C, if you can't keep up, shoulda stayed home
My-my-my alien knowledge be makin' other astronomers
Welcome to Los Angeles, a discovery of palentology
So play me and I'ma be shinin' on them haters
I'm finna be usin' it as energy, watch how radiant I'ma be
Like a helicopter when the words fly
Entire families all the way out to you girl die
If I catch you fuckin' with the most intricate lyricists
Or even try to stop us 'cause we choppers and we worldwide
And I'm

[Busta Rhymes]
See how they ask when I'ma stomp on my dude
And when I'ma cock it and pop it, and what I'ma drop on my dude
Inevitably, instead I'ma be the most incredible dude
To ever spit on the record and put it together, my dude
And then they ask "What in the world is you provin'?
What, when you already the best? And what the hell is he doin'?"
Well, I'ma be choppin' and cuttin' and breakin' and beatin' and shakin'
And fuckin' everything up 'til there ain't no further mistakin'
And bustin' everything up like a fuckin' angry Jamaican
And shuttin' everything up, 'specially the ones who be hatin'
They lovin' everything until I got 'em stutterin' stupid
You hear 'em now? "D-d-d-d-don't do-do-do-do it!
P-P-P-Please? Wh-wh-wh-why you gotta t-try us?
W-w-w-w-we already know that you be the nicest!"
And now I'ma come and kill 'em, get 'em, hit 'em, and finish 'em
And bang 'em in the head and diminish 'em, and then I'll
Hit 'em again at a minimum, repeat comin' to kill 'em
Then he be gotta be drillin' 'em, thinkin' "They gotta be feelin' 'im!"
Spittin' lithium, see the way a nigga be spillin' 'em?
And gettin' 'em stupid to the point where there's no forgivin' 'im?
Hopin' you're listenin' and you're payin' attention
And you're witnessin' the way that I be crushin' on the mic
And gettin' in the zone, I be flattenin' and packin' in
People from the front to the back and
They got me actin' a fool, I'm blackin', nigga
Now I'm home!

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