| EST is 1985
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| In KC on a bus ride
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| From the 56th side
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| Not too many knew that it was alive
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| But they spread it so now they tied to Technicians worldwide
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| Listen!
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| Trying to recruit is the mission
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| We offer you a position
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| Where Tech will rule and condition your brain
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| To know actin' a fool is the vision
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| Caribou Lou is tradition
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| And the way to be true to your living is strange
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| We come in peace
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| But if you wanna be dumb and beef
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| A gun’ll summon heat, wanna be young and speak
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| I’mma numb his beak
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| He’s a woman, he the one and he brung in meat for the cunning beast
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| Hit a lung and, seep dung, and sleep long in deep tongue, full of gum and teeth
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| It’s when a Tecca-nician do the sets who diss the crew
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| The best thing is for you to
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| Let the clique see who the vet is, and miss the new seekers
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| Wonderin' who the fuck is coming through these speakers
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| Never forget it the medic for you tweakers
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| Ahead of the medicine developed to soothe creatures
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| You’re pathetic if you’re no believer
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| Cause we all are energetic and eager
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| Come alive when you walking side by side with me
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| Fly the skies and get high with me
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| On this ride you won’t collide
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| Just confide in me
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| Try denying me
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| Ye dying violently
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| That’s the way
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| You fakers got to pay
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| My people quick to spray
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| And buck a demon till they lay
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| But if he breathing it musta been an angel by his side like Sade
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| Never would be the case cause my clique ready to ride when I say:
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| Technicians!
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| Owoh! |
| Owoh! |
| Owoh!
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| Others ain’t got a clue
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| They coming through
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| Suspicious
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| We do
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| The Shit
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| We do
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| Cause if you not with the crew
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| Converting you is our mission
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| If you’re a born Technician
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| Put your ammunition
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| And your hands up in the sky
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| This is a strong addiction
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| Live to this if ya a Technician till ya die
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| My people all know what a Bianca is
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| Most of 'em want to diss
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| Don’t come unless you don’t want the biz
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| It ain’t nothing' but real women in my circle, not them phony chicks
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| That don’t know what I mean when I say elbow macaroni bitch
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| They know what I’m drinking
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| The ladies looking right
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| They know what I’m thinking
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| The babies even hype
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| The oldies be geekin'
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| The red, the black, and white
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| The soldiers beef seekin'
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| All of my people’s here
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| Tech and the bidness
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| Are gonna equal fear
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| Cuz I’m 'bout to bubble
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| And get the evil peers
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| Out of my life I never wanna see you
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| YEAH!
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| Bitch!
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| You ain’t a Technician
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| You don’t know the pledge
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| But you said that you listen
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| Guess you misunderstood the shit huh?
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| Disrespect that Tech trick get done
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| The moral of the story is we warriors
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| Notorious for the hordes of core
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| Ready to roar he is glorious
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| Technician number 1
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| The Mission leave 'em sprung
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| With the tongue
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| And if you listen it’s a gun
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| Technicians!
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| Owoh! |
| Owoh! |
| Owoh!
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| Others ain’t got a clue
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| They coming through
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| Suspicious
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| We do
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| The Shit
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| We do
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| Cause if you not with the crew
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| Converting you is our mission
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| If you’re a born Technician
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| Put your ammunition
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| And your hands up in the sky
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| This is a strong addiction
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| Live to this if ya a Technician till ya die
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| We are family
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| That Tech shit we on it
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| We could be damaging
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| To all you punks that want it
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| We bring calamity
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| That snake and bat we flaunt it
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| Unforgettable
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| Tech’s formidable
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| Reppin' the mid, the MO
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| Bitch we run it
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| You don’t gotta know that I really meant it when I said that I was gonna make
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| the mainstream go me
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| Still rapping like I’m popping a pillow
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| Off of the killer
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| More like I was taking Molly in '03
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| We can take anybody we so deep
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| I bet that you got us on yo' street
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| I’m tryna find a spot that’s big enough
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| So that all of my people can meet!
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| Technicians!
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| Owoh! |
| Owoh! |
| Owoh!
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| Others ain’t got a clue
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| They coming through
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| Suspicious
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| We do
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| The Shit
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| We do
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| Cause if you not with the crew
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| Converting you is our mission
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| If you’re a born Technician
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| Put your ammunition
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| And your hands up in the sky
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| This is a strong addiction
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| Live to this if ya a Technician till ya die |