Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Head Now, artist - Tech N9ne. Album song Therapy: Sessions With Ross Robinson, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 04.11.2013
Record label: Strange
Song language: English
Head Now |
We’ve been rocking this shit for the different |
Sick and psycho motherfucker’s equivalent |
People would normally knock, they all on a jock |
But I’m asking for deliverance |
We don’t need any stroken, you hoping for chocking, voting |
Take the bets and the beers |
Cause everybody’s reppin' a kin but you wasn’t checking |
Tech, messing with his |
Rock and roll flow, lock and load boy |
I’ve been busting without a concern |
Stoppin' y’all, stood up then I shot in her perm |
Got your lady hopping my wood cause everybody’s talking my hood |
Now you haters love us all the sudden when you be jeffin I just say I’m good |
We getting a whole lot of love for a while now |
And the people who hated us, super elated, ready to bow down |
Now when I walk in the room all of the haters are dead sound |
Now they probably all on my nuts, we won’t be needing no head now |
We don’t need no head now |
All those fuckers who didn’t hear me |
Let me all to say it again |
We don’t need no head now |
You disliked me, now you like me |
Cause you see that my jewelry’s pricy |
Never take it lightly when a brother write this |
The music and message is mighty |
Get up off my deal for real, you never knew I had the skill to kill |
But now you know what I conceal is ill |
Cause now the shit that I spill get meals |
People hop on a band wagon, when you rocking in your damn habits |
Back in the day wasn’t no hand clapping |
Now try to get to me, they ransacking shit |
So get in my circle but fakers be hasty, yo |
Get the fuck out of my face, I don’t ever need your act of felatio |
Never needed you hop on my Johnson |
But you cannibalized all alliances |
Now I got 'em all lined and ready to suck me dry with a bunch of Bianca’s |
Pedophiles off their knees cause the trigger’s too late for the second portion |
Petty crockers and mockers are gaveling cock until I’m a headless horseman |
Now you all smiles, I made it and y’all so proud |
But bitch I done seen your true colors and now you can’t hide 'em, |
you fucking piranha |
Put this on my momma, I’ll never be him |
Second off for the latest of trends, getting lost in the whisky, |
you never were with me |
Success is the sweetest revenge |