Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Stink, artist - Tech N9ne. Album song Strangeulation, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 05.05.2014
Record label: Strange
Song language: English
Stink |
When I speak it be so heavenly, bare witness to my sojourner truth |
Orchestrated with this melody, passion pours out lookin over all that I been |
through |
What I been through, in the middle I scored yeah |
There is doodoo in the middle of the road yeah |
It goes way up, was just a matter of time before I came up |
I sit and gather these lines I’m bout to wage up |
All of these haters travel the world major, a lager |
I been dope, a lemur, I’m battlin' makin' them non-say believers |
Scribble and dabble to get up out of beneath |
Smellin' me out and then give it to the people, I’m lethal |
It’s like my life so don’t rant, spittin' the venom I know it don’t stank |
Can you smell that, Mr. Miyagi I make 'em run and tell that |
Go inhale that |
All my life |
I wasn’t good enough |
Now my shit don’t stink |
Now my shit don’t stink |
Now my shit don’t stink |
And I used to get picked on, in the millennium gettin' licked on |
So dope they wanna off em, 'till they left and never lost 'em |
But they go awesome, radical and my tongue is acrobatic and magical |
Two could do battle you but never Tech is sabbatical |
Above average to the fanatical Strange addict |
We do the same thing but we ain’t the same at it |
La la la la la la we’ve been gettin' dollars, you should follow |
We got plenty guap and we stuff our pockets like a pinata |
And really all my niggas that watchin' at the top |
We poppin', if we flop than they got to watch it |
Kali walk on water what ya 'posed to think |
I’m a genius and my shit ain’t supposed to stink |
But if I really gotta explain it, it ain’t because I’m famous |
The reason ya thinkin' that it’s Poo-pourri in the anus |
Cause I think I lived a lot of my life in freakin' anguish |
I’m big and famous, pick a name and suck on this in danish |
If I’m walkin' around like I’m the brown that’s off in ya drainer’s pipe |
Better hope ya water main is tight |
But if ya dump it on me I know the name of the game is white |
I’m so Febreze, when I’m shitting on em. |
You think ya better? |
Oh please |
Nose to me, and you get what come out of coca leaves |
'posed to be, high and mighty toilet bowl to breathe |
Socially those hidden without rose to be nosily |
Put they schnauz on the old tussy, if my odor be stinkin' but they notice me |
Bein' better than ever fresher than a lotus leaf nigga |