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Tech N9ne
Tech N9ne


Background information
Birth name Aaron Dontez Yates
Born November 8, 1971
Origin Kansas City, Missouri, U.S.
Genre(s) Hip-hop
Years active 1989—present
Label(s) Strange Music
Associated acts Krizz Kaliko
The Regime
Kutt Calhoun
Yukmouth
Website Website



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Tech N9ne Album


The Lost Scripts of K.O.D. (03/30/2010)
03/30/2010
1.
Like I Died (Remix; feat. Krizz Kaliko & Craig Smith)
2.
3.
4.
Pain Killer (feat. Krizz Kaliko)
5.
Last Sad Song (featuring Krizz Kaliko)
. . .


[Intro]
Heyyyy!
Been waitin too damn long on the side
Don't know how many damn times I tried
Aint got too many good things to say
So here's a message to Mister DJ

[Hook]
Play my music like I died (To the DJ)
Like the N9na aint alive (Hit the replay)
Like I took the long ride (Like my D-Day)
Like everybody love my music and the whole world cry

[Verse 1]
Aye,
Treat it like I was comin from Billings on my to Spokane
And you found me twisted and mangled inside our road van
Like it's so ugly, The Paramedic's say, "Oh man"
There go Tecca N9na with no life but more fans
Like in hell or I'm in heaven, Just fell in from 9/11
Propellin from high and down into concrete
Like my name was McVeigh
And I checked the mail and the bomb beeped
Like having Griselda's dope and sell it beyond cheap
Like I was in the mood for set trippin
Fights begin and Rugers get spittin
Like my life is through and death slips in
Like there's no air left and my chest stiffins
Like I'm in the church and I'm peachin
Lovin the way sister lookin, After service, We creepin
Play my music like we was in the telly, Deep and sleepin
Then got murdered cause her husband was the deacon

[Hook 2X]
Play my music like I died (To the DJ)
Like the N9na aint alive (Hit the replay)
Like I took the long ride (Like my D-Day)
Like everybody love my music and the whole world cry

[Verse 2]
DJ's!
Bring that beat back, Bring that beat back

Like having super ammonia without taking my Z-Pak
Like me, Off in a C function, Flamed up with a B hat
And I'm pattin my pockets yellin, "Where is my piece at?"
Like there aint sense in gettin a Snake and the Bat tat
Then a gunman kicks in the place and I ran to the back, scat!
Through the alley, Under a ladder, Tripped over a black cat
Fell in the street, Got hit by the Toyota with a hatchback
Play my music, Let everyone know that I can rhyme
But I got shipped to Iraq and I stepped on a land mine
Like a wild bull let out the cage and it's ram time
My job is to be the circus clown but I'm damn blind
Like I had the cube and I accidentally called Pinhead
Like I'm Matisyahu in a room full of skin heads
Play my music like I'm permanently in bed
I'm sure the DJ's are with it with him dead

[Hook 2X]
Play my music like I died (To the DJ)
Like the N9na aint alive (Hit the replay)
Like I took the long ride (Like my D-Day)
Like everybody love my music and the whole world cry

[Verse 3]
DJ's!
eugoR goD roF efiL, aggiN

Unless I left my vest and I catch the Magnum
Like they let Tech rest and toe-tagged him
After they beat him, Tied him to the truck and skull-dragged him
Like I died of Lupus, Cancer, Leukemia
Epilepsy, MS and sickle-cell anemia
All at the same time and the call is a slain N9ne
Caught by a serial-killer with a saw when it's pain time
Guess it really does pay to get caught with a stray
That's what it cost, What you pay in a way that's awful to say
Cause when you rappin your ass off, Skill is their last thought
Realer than real spill but you get killed and you'll blast off
Play my records like I've taken the big ride
Like a deadly virus killin me inside
I know you sucka DJ's got a lot of pride
All jokes aside, Even though I'm still alive

[Hook 2X]
Play my music like I died (To the DJ)
Like the N9na aint alive (Hit the replay)
Like I took the long ride (Like my D-Day)
Like everybody love my music and the whole world cry

. . .


AHHH SHIT MOTHERFUCKER IMA KICK YO FUCKIN ASS!
This is stress relief, this is stress relief, this this is stress relief!
(Cmon and sing it with me)
Ѓ@
Who you talkin to? What you wanna do? What the hell you thinkin?
Who da fuck are you? Where my fuckin money? Ima beat yo ass!
Whats so fuckin funny? Nigga ima need mo cash!
Why you try n play me? Ima slump you till you delirious!
You niggas must be crazy. Are you fucking serious?
Fuck this goddamn job. You know what I quit!
Im ready to go in on you. You lyin son of a bitch!
You dont know shit! Dont get yo throat slit.
Stop movin slow trick! GO BITCH!
I dont give a damn! I dont wanna hear, which one of em did it nigga.
Why you shake n shiver? PULL THE FUCKIN TRIGGER!

X2
AHHH SHIT MOTHERFUCKER IMA KICK YO FUCKIN ASS!
This is stress relief, this is stress relief, this this is stress relief!
(Cmon and sing it with me)

What you say to me? What you wanna fight? This aint what you want, bitch I got all night!
Just say what ya wanna say.
I HEARD WHAT YOU SAID! She had sex with WHO? IN MY FUCKIN BED!
Dont call me no more. You fuckin whore! Get down on the floor. SHUT THAT GOD DAMN DOOR!
Im ready to smash!
You ready to blast! Get ready ta pull it dump some bullets in these haters ass!
Mothafuck the judge! You holdin a grudge? You fucked up ma plug!
You killin ma buzz! Ima fuck up this club! Ah you wanna push n shove.
You reppin tha cuz. Whats wit it blood!

X2
AHHH SHIT MOTHERFUCKER IMA KICK YO FUCKIN ASS!
This is stress relief, this is stress relief, this this is stress relief!
(Cmon and sing it with me)

Yeah!
Somtimes ya gotta let loose n, flip on a fuckin nuisance.
Stress release when you can not give a damn about they 2 cents.
Cussin em out reduce them shoutin it out ya mouth then lose them.
Clout not arout no doubt get gruesome. Out n about get _____ then use them!
As a punching bag wit ma blunt n drunkin ass want some funkin somthin fast.
Hunt tha chump n dumpin mags. Got you punked n mad. Wanna dump n clash.
Jump tha punks them bunks are crunk n ??munch they lunch n dash??
We go to jail! We know the cell. Its cold as hell.
____ he go ta bail. You know ta yell, if you know that hoe a tell.
You think im spo ta fail, BITCH GO TO HELL!
Ѓ@
AHHH SHIT MOTHERFUCKER IMA KICK YO FUCKIN ASS!
This is stress relief, this is stress relief, this this is stress relief!
(Cmon and sing it with me)

. . .


[Verse 1 - Tech N9ne]
Wake up in the morning with my betta half (Chaa)
On a boat lift the covers and I pet her ass (Chaa)
Never know when I gotta go cuz my life is impossible
The way I'm living the good things never last (Chaa)
So I live for the minute just want to start to begin it
When I wake up again I'm on stage rockin
20,000 people they yellin feedin my ego
When it's over the groupies they wanna know what's poppin
00N9na, known for dippin
From place to place I gotta ? the mission
Gotta get the money but wudda ya know I wake up in a movie theater with my little ones on a big one
Hollywood movie with the Jackass cats
I close my eyes I open em and I'm back at rap
In the studio collabin killin wack ass crap
But then in a blink I wake up and pack that strap
In the club cuz some other niggas want my head
I don't know too much about em but they wont buy red
I ain't trippin don't wanna let the killas in blue start me
Wake up again I'm a DJ Clue party
With Diddy and Jim Jones, Juele and Rick Ross, Cat Fay, Trey Songz and Drake this is boss
Amazing
Lifes hella crazy livin like I'm a cuatro, triple, double agent

[Chorus - Tech N9ne]
00N9na
Where I'm bout to go I dont even know
00N9na
In a place where almost anything goes
00N9na
Many roads when I travel is what I chose
00N9na
Where I'm living I really got to many roads

[Verse 2 - Tech N9ne]
Me had a lot of women but dem need me (Chaa)
Wake up tryin to hide it but sin sees me (Chaa)
Overseas nigga tryna begin freaky (Chaa)
Wake up at the award at MTV (Chaa) U
Then I ? wake up I'm back at Missou and I get to mackin a few
After the yak I take em back to the sack and I screw
Scat then back to the lab I got some rappin to do
Then I wake up again I'm on stage at Paid Dues (Chaa)
This characteristic is made to slay crews (Chaa)
Some tryna get at me to battle but they lose (Chaa)
Then I'm wakin up with my kids on a pain cruise (Chaa)
They callin me daddy, wake up in a strip club they callin me daddy
Man I'm goin hella baddy
Amazing
Lifes hella crazy livin like I'm a cuatro, triple, double agent

[Chorus - Tech N9ne]
00N9na
Where I'm bout to go I dont even know
00N9na
In a place where almost anything goes
00N9na
Many roads when I travel is what I chose
00N9na
Where I'm living I really got to many roads

[Verse 3 - Tech N9ne]
At any rate I'm all over the place
Music and being a father and I'm ?
Got me feelin moon stricken but N9n remain calm (Chaa)
Livin like I'm out of a scene from James Bond (Chaa)
Switching (Chaa) Changin (Chaa) Feelin (Chaa) Strangin (Chaa) Living multiple lifes robbin and gangbangin (Chaa)
Freakin all over the world Middle West swangin (Chaa)
Always on the move ain't neva time for hangin
Slick with my shit my grip don't fold (Chaa)
Pick the fly chicks and ditch those hoes (Chaa)
Kiss for my bitch my kids get doe (Chaa)
Rip in my scripts I hits this road (Chaa)
00N9ne nigga I love this grind (Chaa)
Doing a lot of good and mud this time
Dippin all over the planet tellin the bitches my name is N9ne
EHR!
Tech N9ne!

[Chorus - Tech N9ne]
00N9na
Where I'm bout to go I dont even know
00N9na
In a place where almost anything goes
00N9na
Many roads when I travel is what I chose
00N9na
Where I'm living I really got to many roads

. . .


(Intro)
The Hole
Click Click
Mmmmmm Uuuurr no i cant do it
fuck this
Click Click
i gotta, i wanna
MMM

(Verse 1)
my pain killers in my dresser
right next to my rester
what insane brain would agree to this gesture
Too unjest less stress left with no extra
you's a mess, true depressed steps can infect ya?***
im a product of some shit gone wrong
even though i speak to many with a hit song tone
even though im famous and im givin chicks long dong
man i feel like a copper top just a sick stone thrown??***
one flew over the cuckos nest
and he cashed some bookoo checks?***
but he was not mentally stable the crew new tech

as a phenomenon but karma wanna nouse dude's neck's ***
designer of death get to choose who's next***
is it real to you but if you got evil your kind to come and ssteal a few***
condemn souls cuz of what the old pain killer do***

keep having these dreams of my taking my nine milli
who can help me execute this desire to pop a pill or two

(Hook)

you cant give me medical attention to ease my pain
sometimes i feel helpess and need something to releive my brain
you may love your md
but he has none in store for me
so when a rainy pours on me
My dream for fillers and killers

(Verse 2)

my pain comes from me being a fuck up
with strange music we really relucked up
cause being a lost soul got my bucks up
even though my cerebreal cortex and spirit needed a touch up***
everybody around me hurtin and shit
well everybody on tv kickin it reject jerkin and shit
ill be the one on stage and studios stressed out workin and spit
this shit to the people and i know that i gotta alot of evil lurkin in quick
women want me want me
so they flaunt thee monkey**???
even doin sex sometimes a heap of stress stil wants to haunt me****
when i grab the yalk she couldn't talk and it was no humpty dumpty?!***
even though im sick in the head we kick it like a donkey don't we***
my apologie to anyone labeled a victim
and i'm losin my mind i just picked up the nine and I gripped em
and i put it off and let the *** like to kiss one?!?!****
I always think of the day when i'm able to pull back and i click em****

(Hook)
you cant give me medical attention to ease my pain
sometimes i feel helpess and need something to releive my brain
you may love your md
but he has none in store for me
so when a rainy pours on me
My dream for fillers and killers

(Verse 3)

no meds for me
just lead me
any light inside my head is just to dead to see
any kind of way out of this hole can i
pull this darknes outta this soul
lotta people really wanna know how it's so cuz a lot of motherfuckers have been down this globe ***
and im one of them
you can see it on the televison, everybody trippin and it's a ton of em
straight feelin that pain go insane
then bang and it ain't no none of em***?
many ways to end these days
when the darkness really wanna shun the sun
10 million ways to die when you constantly cry and the gun is one***

(Hook)
you cant give me medical attention to ease my pain
(tired of getting my shit like this man, im done with this fucking music man)
sometimes i feel helpess and need something to releive my brain
you may love your md
but he has none in store for me
so when a rainy pours on me
My dream for fillers and killers

. . .


(Intro)
The Hole
i really need to get up outta this hole (man)
im really really sinking deep down in this hole
and i need to get out of this shit
im serious
i really wanna go into the light man
i,i know you all love me to be sad and shit, but
this gotta be my last sad song dude, i mean
i gotta get out of this shit before i lose myself in it

(Hook)
dont you pitty me no no just pray for me
that this will be the last sad song i have to sing
and only time will tell if you'll stand here with me
and this will be the last sad song i have to sing

(verse 1)
ehh
you all know my mothers sickness
you all know im breakin down
you all know in my cirlce the devils steady makin rounds
you all know im missing my children because im shakin towns
and you all love my music and how sad i can make it sound
im in the darkness so low im under the carpet
whom ever wants me to park it you mother fuckers is heartless
they want me stuck with hardships want an unhappy atrist
but im gonna break apart of this KOD shit reguardless
of whos mad alot of my shit is too sad
like the death of micheal jackson
mother fucker whos bad
to jump right up out of myself
this shits a fight on my health
but darkness is selling
but i really wanna put yall some light on the shelf
will you still be
able to feel me
even if im not talkin about trying to kill me
the king of darkness can no long conceal me
this could be my last sad song
hopin it will be

(Hook)
dont you pitty me no no just pray for me
that this will be the last sad song i have to sing
and only time will tell if you'll stand here with me
and this will be the last sad song i have to sing

(verse 2)
yea
i want some carbiou lou
i wanna see areos chicks on my shoulders instead of boo hoo
like i said im to through
with me spreadin blues fuel
all i wanna hear is about people say tech go ahead and do you
you all love my pain and i was glad to give it
but most the people who loved never really had to live it
now they mad and live it
i dont want no sad visit
my music thinkin about you lose it
so they bash and diss it
before they even hear what i have got comin this year
im gonna be that lit spear
lets get some of this shit clear
i aint switchin to main stream only
what is happening is you watchin the mainstream go me
so watch me bloom out of this black ca cacoon
cause if i go back into gloom im just askin for doom
man im just rappin about whom
to keep them from attacking my tomb
i dont wanna be Melancholy until they put my ass in a tomb

(Hook)
dont you pitty me no no just pray for me
that this will be the last sad song i have to sing
and only time will tell if you'll stand here with me
and this will be the last sad song i have to sing

(verse 3)
Listen
only time can dictake if ill get straight
but im reachin for the light as of this date
i love KOD but i think i made a mistake
by letting negative energy in me now im misplaced
i lost along the way
my momma taught me bad things are wrong to say
still i conjuered up a album of songs to play
for the dark and alot of my loved ones are gone today
Damn
i met a crossword
im trying to go into the light like carra lam
there i stand still a lost soul
on this subject i wanna talk low
im ready to dangle this darkness at the top of the catacombs and toss those
but will you still be with me
or just kill me quickly
away with the darkness but i promise the flow will still be siccley
i am the king and i always have the throne
but i hope and pray for the bright of day hope this my last sad song

(Hook)
dont you pitty me no no just pray for me
its time to do something else
that this will be the last sad song i have to sing
and only time will tell if you'll stand here with me
and this will be the last sad song i have to sing

(Mixed With Last Hook)
its time to do something else
cause this shits fucking me up
talking about mediline really its fucking me up man
its affected everyone around me man
im tryin to aaa
i gotta get out
i gotta be done with this shit
fuck this shit lets go party nigga

. . .


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