| Anybody wanna go to war with a nigga like Tech Neezle?
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| We killing them evil people
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| Anybody thinking evil is feasible need to go
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| Everybody that’s banned for, I’m a killer with a chainsaw
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| I’ma damage and mangle, the devilish death by an angel
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| Change y’all, fuck a nigga, buck a nigga
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| When he wanna get a piece of a native Amerikilla
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| Fo' realer gorilla like me, a mothafucka might see or might not see
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| That I’m 'bout me broccoli, you can lock me
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| In a cell wit a Nazi whiter than oxy and he wouldn’t wanna box me
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| When I’m finished, the mind is diminished
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| They coming out blacker than a shocked Lee (number nine)
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| What? |
| Complete the heat, release the beast for me, defeat
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| Irregular, secular, right next to ya
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| Watching the beat have sex wit ya, Midwesterner
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| Shakin' hella hands and kissin' babies
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| Spittin' that shit that’ll make ‘em all go crazy, in a war zone
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| If you repeat the words, «Be Warned» three times
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| All your fear and stress will no longer exist
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| DenraW eB, denraW eB, denraW eB
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| Weak mothafuckas, this is lyrical WARFARE!
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| «Everybody wit the Tech N9ne betta bust back like a muthfucka» (OH YEAH!)
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| Anybody wanna diss Tecca N9na you know that you mothafuckaz goin' (NO WHERE!)
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| Eleven eight seventy (O-N-E BOMB!)
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| These punk mothafuckaz betta (BE WARNED!)
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| I write the scripture to flip ya, no course to got you
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| When I ripped’cha, lyrics bit’cha like Nosferatu
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| When I lit’cha, when I spit’cha, right before I shot you
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| Wa alaikum assalam wa rahmatullahi wa barakatuh
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| Feelin' my heart hates my brain (brain brain)
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| Cause my brain makes me do things that causes my heart pain (Who's to blame?)
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| Never will the N9na name any names (names names)
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| But uh, motherfuckers wantin' N9na to sell his soul for the price of fame
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| Fuck that with a big dick!
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| Never will I get wit a motherfucker tryin' to get the millimeter twisted!
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| Bow to me! |
| Six six triple eight forty six ninety nine three! |
| will beware
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| On top of the world, it’s mine! |
| Look ma I made it!
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| Satan delayed it, but a higher power okay’ed it!
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| So I sprayed it! |
| Nigga nigga
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| WARFARE!
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| «Everybody wit the Tech N9ne betta bust back like a muthfucka (OH YEAH!)
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| Anybody wanna diss Tecca N9na you know you mothafuckaz goin' (NO WHERE!)
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| Eleven eight seventy (O-N-E born!)
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| These punk mothafuckaz betta (BE WARNED!) |