Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Beat You Up, artist - Tech N9ne. Album song Killer, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 02.09.2010
Record label: Strange
Song language: English
Beat You Up |
Niggas mad at us when we come to they town and they bitches be on our dick |
Nigga, don’t come to us talkin' about that bullshit, nigga, over a bitch |
Nigga, I fuck-, nigga, I beat you up, you bitch-ass nigga, for real |
Three niggas on this track, Tech N9ne, nigga |
Lebowski, nigga, from Tacoma, Washington |
And the motherfuckin' Weapon from Kansas City, Missouri, nigga |
Young niggas representin' for Strange Music |
All day, all night, you pussy-ass niggas |
When it’s drama in the air (I'ma beat you up) |
You don’t fuck with me, I don’t care (I'ma beat you up) |
Anytime or anywhere (I'ma beat you up, I’ma beat you up, I’ma beat you up) |
When it’s drama in the air (I'ma beat you up) |
You don’t fuck with me, I don’t care (I'ma beat you up) |
Anytime or anywhere (I'ma beat you up, I’ma beat you up, I’ma beat you up) |
This is anger |
This is to anybody who say somethin' derogatory about a Stranger |
Meanin' Strange Music, or connected |
It’s best that you just exit when your neck gets requested to get slit |
Niggas be hidin' behind their MySpace |
Irate, but get all buddy-buddy in my face |
I hate, envious motherfuckers better migrate |
Off into somethin' other than my state |
If you was better than us, gettin' more cheddar than us |
You would be measurin' up, you niggas ain’t clever enough |
All of you bitchin' because you wishin' you was in our position |
Fuck you niggas, anybody, bro, we make the decision |
Strange Music, Trav and Tech, havin' threats |
From cyberthug-niggas yappin', shit ain’t happened yet |
'Cause you fags in check, what do we need to be cashin' next? |
That’ll be your soul, motherfucka, 'cause yo' ass in debt |
When it’s drama in the air (I'ma beat you up) |
You don’t fuck with me, I don’t care (I'ma beat you up) |
Anytime or anywhere (I'ma beat you up, I’ma beat you up, I’ma beat you up) |
When it’s drama in the air (I'ma beat you up) |
You don’t fuck with me, I don’t care (I'ma beat you up) |
Anytime or anywhere (I'ma beat you up, I’ma beat you up, I’ma beat you up) |
This is hatred, and it goes to the next |
Person who say Strange Music ain’t a team full of patriots |
Now watch how Strange do it, huffin' and puffin' and |
Get you stuffed in the back of the trunk when I’m off the strange fluid |
This goes to those who tip-toe and walk with a twitched nose |
(Keep spittin' your bitch flows) |
You mad 'cause our shit goes, we comin', you switch rows |
Either stay up out of my hair or beware when my fist close |
When my strength is endorsed, the force is enforced |
And of course you’ll be squirtin' the sauce, a burst in your torso |
Therefo', I don’t think you want it with us |
Fuckin' around with my circle means you wanna get touched |
'Cause I been goin' through stuff and enough is enough |
The intensity of my rage keeps on risin' up |
On the mic or on the stage, I’ma eat you up |
When caught standin' in my soil, I’ma beat you up |
When it’s drama in the air (I'ma beat you up) |
You don’t fuck with me, I don’t care (I'ma beat you up) |
Anytime or anywhere (I'ma beat you up, I’ma beat you up, I’ma beat you up) |
When it’s drama in the air (I'ma beat you up) |
You don’t fuck with me, I don’t care (I'ma beat you up) |
Anytime or anywhere (I'ma beat you up, I’ma beat you up, I’ma beat you up) |
Get ragged nigga when I’m off on the dance floor |
Get socked through your mouth just for wavin' your hands, bro |
Thirty niggas deep, we a squad full of g’s |
The shit-starter, shit get funky, you can call me Febreze |
Yeah, Weapon, motherfucka, I can bond with Strange Music |
Nigga, I’m a veteran, put drink in a Strange fluid |
Silly little nigga with a criminal mind state |
I smuggle in some chops, it’s used to raise the crime rate |
When shit kick off, you run fast like a cheetah |
Choke him out with my wallet chain 'til he havin' a seizure |
Yeah, Grey Goose bottle, plus that bitch on yo' forehead |
Your bitch with you? |
Mine too, let’s battle |
My homies is mo' dead, I stumped their mouth too |
Shake a nigga comfortable, wrappin' they hot shoe |
Jeweled up, flamed up, like the boy Messy |
Leave your face smashed in like a bottle of Pepsi |
When it’s drama in the air (I'ma beat you up) |
You don’t fuck with me, I don’t care (I'ma beat you up) |
Anytime or anywhere (I'ma beat you up, I’ma beat you up, I’ma beat you up) |
When it’s drama in the air (I'ma beat you up) |
You don’t fuck with me, I don’t care (I'ma beat you up) |
Anytime or anywhere (I'ma beat you up, I’ma beat you up, I’ma beat you up) |
Another entry from the big fella |
My situation got me shakin' back at it since they snatched Yella |
So it’s time to resurrect a sleepin' giant, you dig? |
All you pussy niggas in the game know what this is |
This the takeover, big fella come to state his claim |
Spark them heaters, spreadin' pack, y’all remember, man |
Real spit from a ville nigga with real hits |
Real shit, man, I’m as real as real gets |
From knuckle bustin', nigga, to let loose of the whole clip |
Ain’t no slackin', get it crackin', man, that’s off the flip |
And I got thunders on my word, man, they bring the harm |
That’s my youngins, I feed birds, man, they love the storm |
Gutter fury, I’m Missouri like a fuckin' swarm |
Killer City, hella pretty, pussies, you’ve been warned |
And ain’t no stoppin' this machine once you’ve turned it on |
I’m tryin' to told you how I mean it through this fuckin' song |
When it’s drama in the air (I'ma beat you up) |
You don’t fuck with me, I don’t care (I'ma beat you up) |
Anytime or anywhere (I'ma beat you up, I’ma beat you up, I’ma beat you up) |
When it’s drama in the air (I'ma beat you up) |
You don’t fuck with me, I don’t care (I'ma beat you up) |
Anytime or anywhere (I'ma beat you up, I’ma beat you up, I’ma beat you up) |