Tech N9ne D.k.n.y.
[Tech N9ne:]
A young lady was talking to me the other day ask me if
I heard a new song called Bob (Battery Operated
Boyfriend), and when I think about it from as far back
as I can think, Almost every woman I can remember had
one, but I ain't the kinda nigga that just take that
lightly like oh that's nothing, that's normal for a
woman to have a dildo, my mind goes to why do they need
it, cause we absent, then I ask myself why are we
absent, then I think about us Being takin into slavery
where learning to read was forbidden, Can't read won't
have a proper education, no proper education, can't get
a proper job, don't have a proper job, don't have money
to live and eat, Gotta eat to live so you do the only
other thing you know that'll definitely put food on the
table, hustle dope on the streets, Hustle dope, might
have to kill another nigga, kill somebody go to the
Feds, go to the Feds for ever ever ever, get to
sleeping with them boys, do that might contract aids,
get out give that to your woman, she give it to the
next nigga, you and that nigga start funkin, one of the
niggas kill the other, then it's the same cycle all
over again, we absent, dead or in jail, no I ain't that
kinda nigga.
I am not the cryin bitch,
I get up out to try and grit,
Put my vocal tape I sell it then I'm a get to buyin
shit,
Made it up out the lions pit,
No f..ckin the n9ne this is some high n mighty spit I'm
rhymin in the year the Mayans writ, destruction,
introductions to new f..ck men,
Working for the government,
Snups and lust they trust in,
I was in the golf when us had a post reduction,
But for the soldiers stuffed in dust we gotta turn up
the cups then,
And party with they families,
We kickin it to anarchy we granted these insanities the
kid would get humanity,
Vanishing is who standing in vanity,
Damn it B L O O D you scammed that T you die under
canopy,
I don't trip off with another nigga do
And I don't lip off to another niggas crew if I ain't
got a trigger to I'm tryin to live a few, they say you
different kinda nigga you.
[Chorus:]
Close to my rage,
And far from a jiggaboo,
Do your thing,
You different kinda nigga you,
Over came the shit that they be giving you,
Do your thing you different kinda nigga you,
Close to my rage,
And far from a jiggaboo,
Do your thing,
You different kinda nigga you,
Over came the shit that they be giving you,
Do your thing you different kinda nigga you.
[Krizz Kaliko:]
I'm a different,
B R E E D,
And I live it,
See the people lovin on me,
And I give it,
My hardware including the arteries
I don't be horrible like me if you ain't water soluble,
I use it,
How you gonna change the game if you ain't got game
changin music,
And I lose it whenever niggas ain't the same and they
plain Jane and april fools it,
I beastly slipped and like my sides is greasy till the
industry on the eyes it ain't so easy,
Lookin at me like a leopard,
Now they lovin the keffer,
Lookin like I'll never make it,
Lookin like it own pepper,
While my musics so Sebastian Bach,
When the world ain't thinking like I'm thinking better
dummy it up but the cash is stopped,
I gotta smash it a Asher Roth that'll shake the spot,
And so he has so much time in his song and that gots to
say alot,
Tryin to get paper fore the paper stop I'll make a plot
to make my bank account look like Vegas minus the bacon
twat,
It's effortless for me to pepper it with cleverness but
they just gimme
A glimpse of the pimps who they be steppin in,
Got em guessing what I'm gonna (do)
Never change my lyrics (to)
Be jeffin with you jigga,
Different kinda nigga you.
Close to my rage,
And far from a jiggaboo,
Do your thing,
You different kinda nigga you,
Over came the shit that they be giving you,
Do your thing you different kinda nigga you,
Over came the shit that they be giving you,
Do your thing you different kinda nigga YOU!