Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Mitchell Bade, artist - Tech N9ne.
Date of issue: 31.08.2009
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Mitchell Bade |
Have you ever met a nigga who was pie sprung? |
There’s a lot of slinky niggas where I come from |
There’s another missile catcher just like him |
His name is Mitchell Bade, Mitchell Bade |
What up, Mitch? |
Is it an everyday thang for you to act just like a bitch? |
How does it feel to have a nigga that will kill you for the foul shit you bitch? |
Number one snitch, a bitch with a dick, I found the remedy for the enemy |
(What?) Bust at the nigga like shootin' at the Kennedys |
Cause Mitch Bade ain’t really no friend of me! |
To be exact, he’s that nigga that talk, but he really can’t back |
That shit that he talk so he gotta walk around with a gat |
But a nigga like me, (I'll knock him out with the force of a hurricane) |
The penalty for the path if you disrespect the game |
Now what goes on inside the mind of a nigga like this? |
The nigga pissed, as I pumped off four rounds up in the trick he was with |
But it ain’t my fault you a little ole' bitch (Without yo clique) |
Nigga, run with a quickness (Get away quick, but you bet not slip) |
Better off with a Bianca then be stuck (With a AK-47 on your lip) |
Even if I’m lifted I can scope 'em from a mile away |
(Niggas fakin' like anticipating the doomsday) |
Camouflagin' but I can see you actin' like a bitch |
Which are the symptoms of a nigga named Mitch! |
Have you ever met a nigga who was pie sprung? |
There’s a lot of slinky niggas where I come from |
There’s another missile catcher just like him |
His name is Mitchell Bade, (Mitch Bade) Mitchell Bade (Mitch Bade) |
If a Mitch is in your mix you best to check one |
And be ret to go for milli when the next one come |
If that nigga got a foot off in his rectum |
His name is Mitchell Bade, (Mitch Bade) Mitchell Bade (Mitch Bade) |
(Late night I got a page from Bianca) |
She told me her man was trippin', so swoop her 'bout a block up |
So I-uhm, got prepared, my conscience told me grab the gat |
But all I could think about, was hittin' that kitty kat from the back |
All about that hustle, but tonight I gosta kick it |
Deep conversation, but it’s her first time lettin' a nigga hit |
But I’m not alone, It seems this nigga was on the phone |
He heard the spot, the topic, wicked, wicked, now it’s on! |
As I continue (continue) creepin' (creepin') it’s apparent |
That I’m dealin' with a Mitch Bade, I guess that’s why he keeps on starin' |
But I’m well equipped to handle a fleet, so nigga don’t think I’m sleep |
We can talk like men or we can get grim, and handle this shit n’the streets |
Don’t ever trust no cock |
Especially when a nigga like me is rollin' up your block |
Bitch Made nigga couldn’t see that you was played |
So we just changed your name and called you Mitch Bade (Mitch Bade) |
Have you ever met a nigga who was pie sprung? |
There’s a lot of slinky niggas where I come from |
There’s another missile catcher just like him |
His name is Mitchell Bade, (Mitch Bade) Mitchell Bade (Mitch Bade) |
If a Mitch is in your mix you best to check one |
And be ret to go for milli when the next one come |
If that nigga got a foot off in his rectum |
His name is Mitchell Bade, (Mitch Bade) Mitchell Bade (Mitch Bade) |
Cruisin' down the 'spect with five spliffs rolled (rolled) |
Passenger seat (seat), Sunday the Ho' Stroll |
Went to the park with major loot |
Dippin' up on bitches, but the jealous Mitch is ready to shoot, peep |
But it ain’t complete, the day is foul without a big butt and smile |
I need a chick that’s running wet like Fury of the Nile |
Bumped into, stepped into, this chick that’s thick and photogenic |
In a minute, I’ma get up in it, with a jimmy to avoid that AIDS epidemic |
Get it, got it, good in the hood, shit’s all good nigga, so I knocked on wood |
Got to her crib, drank some Crown, laid me down, showed me the goods |
Then, knock knock, «Who's that?» |
She said her man and he might be strapped with a gat |
Put back on my shit, time to show this fool just where it’s at |
Ret to get wet, she opened it up enough so I can see |
She cracked it a bit, but that nigga pushed her, then came after me |
Extended arm, and bodily harm |
He should have pulled the trigga, chiggas |
Bitch-made Mitch Bade nigga! |
Have you ever met a nigga who was pie sprung? |
There’s a lot of slinky niggas where I come from |
There’s another missile catcher just like him |
His name is Mitchell Bade, Mitchell Bade |
If a Mitch is in your mix you best to check one |
And be ret to go for milli when the next one come |
If that nigga got a foot off in his rectum |
His name is Mitchell Bade, (Mitch Bade) Mitchell Bade (Mitch Bade) |