Lyrics Yeah No! - Tech N9ne, Mackenzie Nicole

Yeah No!

The gun drops on the one
If you bums cross then you’re done
Don’t get redrum caught in your lungs
It’s electric when the Tech is finna get plum lost in the drum, let’s go
We gotcha, he want it wit' we 'cause we don’t see nada
Gotta be solitary or prolly wit' me partners in a B chakra
Flea’s off, ya gotta bleed Mothra
Please, Papa, I’ma need vodka wit' the weed to stop to lay D
Gaga ball pit, slit, bitch, split, slide
You can dip wit' them guys that wanna hit the spliff from inside
My fuckin' circle, I don’t wanna hurt you, the N9na's a virtue, we gotta take
care of him
And if you think you’re gonna harass him, you cannot reach me and all of my
seraphim
Ninefold, so, nigga, I been chose
I get in souls, make 'em implode wit' a beat like I’m on and my grim flows
When I’m done, say goodbye to the gun, everyone, I gotta go
You wanna hang out wit Doc Strange after my show?
Yeah, no
Yeah, yeah (Yeah we good, it’s just time to be still for real)
No, no (I am not y’alls enemies, I’m trying to preserve my chakras nigga)
Nine times greater than I rhymed
I’m beta with the slime crime
When behind I made it with divine shine
Haters wanna line mine but I’m the highest angel in rank (Yeah)
Try to find my angle and came
I’m exalted, nigga lost his, but the boss is entangled and bang
Might feel inferior to this hierarchy
But you’re gonna hear suspiria, you try to tire mark me
Tech’ll never bring the gore to Maudie
The family cannot afford the body
Of the blessed kid to be tested
You gonna catch shit like a porta potty
Scheiße, why ya try the fire?
Bye, bruh (Yeah)
Never am I pleading my case, got an angel 90 feet in my face
On a cloud nine, 'bout time to get out rhymes with devout lines
About mine, I see shout signs 'cause I outshine all the clout kind
I’ma stay lifted and gifted, I see that you frowned up
That’s 'cause you wicked and vicious, you’ll be in that ground, bruh (Yeah)
If you family you already know I’m gon' show
But if a nigga wanna get with me on back and forth flow, yeah, no
Yeah, yeah (Party time’s over after shows, nigga)
No, no (Hang out? I don’t know who the hell shooting at you motherfuckers)
Leave it, nigga, just leave it
Our connection is no more needed
'Cause my mere mortal mind has been deleted
Now I’m a seraph and your time is now depleted, sound conceited?
Motherfucker, leave it
Nigga, just leave it
Our connection is no more needed
'Cause my mere mortal mind has been deleted
Now I’m a seraph and your time is now depleted, sound conceited?
Motherfucker, leave it
Yeah, yeah (Strive to be the highest of men)
No, no (God is not in the sky, it’s within)