Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Somethin To See, artist - Tech N9ne. Album song Bad Season, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.01.2011
Record label: Strange
Song language: English
Somethin To See |
When I was young I used to wonder, why you lookin at me? |
Cause I’m gifted I’m different, I still ask why? |
why you staring at me? |
Cause I’m something to see. |
ok, ok, now why? |
Why you looking at me? |
cause I’m a wierdo, still though ill flow, and so |
Why you staring at me? |
cause I’m something to see |
They didn’t stare much, before I fucked my hair up |
In 11th grade, when I had bare nuts |
And the principal told me to get a haircut |
Cause I was distractin kids, but when a nigga was rappin |
Chumps would flare up |
Cause I was dope and plus a sight to see |
Mighty twice exciting, the night sky thing, with dykes inticing |
A sight, just the mic and me |
I bring nice things when I write the fightings, igniting |
When a nigga wanna get up in the face of the spikes and see |
Cause I’m diff-erant diff-erant, trippin is what this nigga want |
This is when pistols get to clickin |
The sick one hit the dump |
On suckas I bring the chrome rukus |
When I go, yeah I’m back niggas on track making stacks, fat figures |
Even though strangers rap, we still cap pillaz |
I’m miraculous, such an activist, I blast a bitch and cause disaster |
If I’m deffinatly trip I’m smashing in shit |
Heart throb, never, black and ugly as ever |
Black and shiny like pattent leather |
However, I stay gucci down to the boots |
The booth is the only place I feel I got to tell the truth |
Ok |
Its like a gift and a curse |
Me and people get funny looks from them first, then their women |
When I’m traveling get the dip on their turf |
See what I’m working with then dip in their skirt |
Ima bend em |
They used to shake me off like I was dandruff |
Now they want me in the middle, like the meat on their sandwich |
Mr. two-tone, famous now that you grown, mr. |
getting to big for the city now |
that you blown |
Used to look at me like I was putting on a side show |
Now they know vitiligo, in every city I go |
Still the funny lookin fat kid on the inside |
The difference is now a niggas world wide |
Why do they stop and stare? |
Helling to oh me |
I’m still the same ole playa, that’s all that I can be |
Cause when I ride through the hood these days |
Niggas don’t feel the same, cause when you turn your radio on |
Your prolly gunna hear my name |
Tell your bitch to pick her jaw off the floor |
Shorty been gawkin and starin and all since I walked in |
Its prolly gunna be causin a problem |
A nigga been watchin and jockin hard and licking her chops |
And shes looking at me like a piece of meat shes fittin devour |
Now I’m a sensible fella, never have I been a sucka |
That’s why I’m gone kick the bucket, before a ho game I trust |
Because all the same hoes who ain’t ever paid me no nevermind |
Is all trying to perform a horizontal grind in this bed of mine |
Cause they know I’m from another time, I’m ahead of mine |
And I’m fittin to blow off all the rhyms from this head of mine |
Another nigga ill as me, please you will never find |
Someone on my level I’m not yet even in my prime |
Uhh, they used to act like they never seen me |
Now the same haters looking at me like they never seen me |
Yeah and if your girlfriend ain’t never seen me |
Better handcuff her might dead her if you let her see me |
Phenom! |