Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Who Do I Catch, artist - Tech N9ne.
Date of issue: 07.11.2011
Song language: English
Who Do I Catch |
Now I’m known by the masses |
'Cause I’ve grown to make them smashes |
On this journey, did many back flips |
To get your attention, now that I caught it |
Who do I catch bitch? |
Real rock, rap and not a Xerox |
Weird not enough to make ya fear a lot, from here watch |
I ran scrimmage, and I fought to the damn finish |
And I popped eyes open without eating me canned spinach |
My fans in it, constantly tellin' me I can win it |
If I stand grimace damaging man every damn minute |
I blended it, expands quick, it slams wicked rhyme |
Grand spittage, H.A.M. |
with it, fam dig it’s, N9ne |
Chea! |
Hard to see me like the background |
Your rap styles coming softer than a cats meow |
Red laces, but booted like I’m Iraq bound |
That frown’ll get you ate by my cannibal from Sac Town |
So relax pal, pat down, gat down, back down, blackout |
With a fat smile, I might react foul |
So don’t make this cat growl |
I caught everybody when I spazzed wow, who do I catch now? |
Who do I catch now? |
Maybe those who can’t get with the rap sound |
I caught the industry, who do I catch now? |
Who do I catch now? |
Maybe those who told me to put the rap down |
I caught the whole world, who do I catch now? |
I caught wreck, AND THEN I caught checks |
AND THEN I caught press, AND THEN I caught sex, YES |
And no permanent diseases were caught when I caught that |
Now the games been offset, 'cause I’m strange in a lost mess |
I caught a lot of shit being different, they tried to hinder Tech |
By calling him devil worshiper, surfaced up on the internet |
My temper gets grimmer just as winter sets, I’m a venter, yes |
And I can’t forget when the finger pressed triggers, I can’t remember that |
I caught stars attention, N9na had a large ascension |
So high the lord is squintin', (NOPE), I mean y’all are squintin', (OKAY) |
'Cause I’m tall as Pippen, (NOPE), got a flawless vision, (OKAY) |
On a lawless mission, (NOPE), 'cause I’m ballish pimpin', (YEAH!) |
Best believe I caught fades |
Never homie soft made, I’m active, no off days |
And I got boss paid with music, I caught babes |
And I even caught gays before they all caught AIDS |
Who do I catch now? |
Maybe those who can’t get with the rap sound |
I caught the industry, who do I catch now? |
Who do I catch now? |
Maybe those who told me to put the rap down |
I caught the whole world, who do I catch now? |
I hit a pot of gold, with the harder flow |
You haters oughta know, that we are the MO |
This is my land, you in my hand and you’s a particle |
And I see you marvel over the fact I caught Tha Carter IV |
So that means I caught Martians already |
And you talk shit about that, because often y’all petty |
And because you jelly sicklin', its costing y’all Bettys |
To get tossed in our headache 'cause we lost in tall fetty |
Ayy, you catch the vapors 'cause N9na, he catch hoes |
And you non believers are funny people, like Seth Rog |
Better pay attention, 'cause if you simpin' ya get froze |
And I’ma leave you with a wet nose, when I’m ripping they catch colds |
When I’m rippin', they catch colds? |
Ay, that make sense, don’t it, Ben? |
Lyrically, I’m cold blooded |
They be like «ah-ah-choo!» |
Who do I catch now? |
Maybe those who can’t get with the rap sound |
I caught the industry, who do I catch now? |
Who do I catch now? |
Maybe those who told me to put the rap down |
I caught the whole world, who do I catch now? |