Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song See Me , by - Tech N9ne. Release date: 29.07.2013
Song language: English
See Me |
| This, this, this, this one of them ones |
| Yeah, Tech N9ne! |
| Turn me up a little bit more, Ben, so I can rock this the right way, brother |
| If you got 20/20 vision |
| You can see Nina handling this music with precision |
| If not, then it’s fine with me |
| Just know this movement is vivid enough for the blind to see, Yates |
| How in the hell can you miss me |
| When I’m counting my mil' making hist’ry |
| Trip the splits be that 50/50 |
| So we rip the script swiftly and zip through chips quickly |
| When the trash, mail and pizza man see me |
| They get a fever and cheesy when they see the man Neezy |
| I’m easily beast and my hand is in my belt |
| What? |
| I’m independent and I’m feeling myself |
| A flunk I won’t be |
| I bumps the trunks see |
| The ladies pop the monkey and drop the donkey |
| They want to flaunt me |
| My songs be funky |
| Steady getting that cheddar forever |
| But some people acting like they don’t see |
| I’m top dog, something like a CEO |
| I’m calling shots, call it Don Julio |
| But they don’t really see me though |
| But they don’t really see me though |
| All night, life like a video |
| Prime time, something like a Super Bowl |
| But they don’t really see me though |
| With contact lenses say he don’t smoke |
| I’m rolling up and let the contact get him |
| He even choked |
| My approach was to never to be broke |
| Kept my real niggas close |
| Now the player turned to coach |
| I hear people saying why so many changes? |
| Why so many watches? |
| Why so many chains? |
| I’m mixing Kush with all these different strains |
| Riding in my Porsche listening to Purple Rain |
| So much knowledge I came up on, you just a Hollywood insider |
| The inside of my crib look like a gym |
| Speaking of gym, I’m in the game, you’re just a bench rider |
| You ride the bench that mean you ain’t playing |
| You understand, hella fans |
| Bunch of hands, hundred grands that’s the plan |
| Wizzle Man! |
| I’m top dog, something like a CEO |
| I’m calling shots, call it Don Julio |
| But they don’t really see me though |
| But they don’t really see me though |
| All night, life like a video |
| Prime time, something like a Super Bowl |
| But they don’t really see me though |
| I’m truly blessed |
| I do request for all of you people to listen |
| I do see checks and movie sets |
| And never been a stranger to vixens |
| Pick up the pen, its in my gut to win |
| I got a motive and I’m in it with a mission |
| You know what I’mma get it when I dip into it |
| I’ve been through it, I’ve been a fighter with a vision |
| You can cover your eye, brother but why? |
| Cause your lady just discovered that my |
| Big rubber defies your lover blubber |
| So you utter replies with a tougher disguise |
| Cause my payday done caught the nose of your lady |
| I’m at the beginning of my hay-day |
| Y’all better Wrekonize like ¡Mayday! |
| I don’t know why jokers just won’t let their eyes notice |
| Deep in my vocals they keep yelling that I’m doper |
| And i’ll choke ya if your lips deny flow |
| So just buy jokes |
| You know couldn’t see me with bi-focals |
| I’m top dog, something like a CEO |
| I’m calling shots, call it Don Julio |
| But they don’t really see me though |
| But they don’t really see me though |
| All night, life like a video |
| Prime time, something like a Super Bowl |
| But they don’t really see me though |
| Earth! |
| Priest… monsignor… bishop… archbishop… cardinal… pope |