Tech n9ne speed of sound lyrics

Speed Of Sound
Tech N9ne

TECH N9NE

Speed Of Sound Lyrics

I be comin like a auto but I'm murderin everything
I'm a killa wit the mission to flip it
I'm sick wit the givin, the lip I be itchin to give it
A wif of the wicked, I stick it wit the quick and they
diggin it!
NIGGA!
Like I said it befo' I'm a get up and go
And get it, because I'm Mr. Malignant, keepin' you
riveted
Livin' it, paligiment, sin a bit
And a chick in a minute, Tecca Nina be kickin' it
I flow for the middle west, go for your little neck
Don't let me get it, but your hoe, I'm a get it wet
Stop and drop, on top of twat, in your kitchen

Not the guap, I pop without an admission
Hailin' from Mizzery
You can smell out the hell in the thizzery, just remember
me
Bustin' deliveries and I'm makin' them shivvery
I'm takin' my little city to lyrical liberty
I go for the gusto and lead the ground
No bush to beat around
All the midwest choppers on this track and yes, oh, we
are down
Tecca Nina wit Bone, everybody gets on, all the MCs we a
clown
And we do it like a bullet, from a gun, or better yet,
the speed of sound!

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Tech N9ne( Aaron Dontez Yates ) Speed of Sound (a cappella)

i becomin like an auto but im murdering everything im a killa wit a mission to flip
it im sick wit the given the lip and i be inchin to give it the way for the wicked
i stick it with the cricket and they're diggin it
nigga
like i said it befo' ima get up and go and get it because im mr malignant and keepin
you rivetin, livin it paligament sin a bit, and a chick in a minute tecca nina be
kickin it
i flow for the middle west, go for your little neck, don't lemme get it, but your
hoe ima get it wet
stop and drop on top of twat in your kitchen, not the guap i pop without an admission
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hailin from mizzery, you can smell out the hell in thizzery, just remember me
bussin deliveries and im makin them shivvery, im takin my little city to lyrical
liberty
i go for the gusto and lead the ground
no bush to beat around
all the midwest choppers on this track and yes oh we are down
tecca nina wit bone everybody gets on and the MCs we are clown
and we do it like a bullet from a gun, a betta yet the speed of sound

I becomin like an auto but im murdering everything im a killa wit a mission to flip it im sick wit the given the lip and i be inchin to give it the way for the wicked i stick it with the cricket and they're diggin it,
Nigga
Like i said it befo' ima get up and go and get it because im mr malignant and keepin you rivetin, livin it paligament sin a bit, and a chick in a minute tecca nina be kickin it
I flow for the middle west, go for your little neck, don't lemme get it, but your hoe ima get it wet
Stop and drop on top of twat in your kitchen, not the guap i pop without an admission
Hailin from mizzery, you can smell out the hell in thizzery, just remember me,
Bussin deliveries and im makin them shivvery, im takin my little city to lyrical liberty
I go for the gusto and lead the ground
No bush to beat around
All the midwest choppers on this track and yes oh we are down
Tecca nina wit bone everybody gets on and the mcs we are clown
And we do it like a bullet from a gun, a betta yet the speed of sound

[Intro]
Hey Ben, man, I think I might need a high hat or something to keep me on
Since we.. since I'm just providing the beat for the acapella
You know what I'm sizzling
Alright
Yeah, like that
What I'm about to do I'm about to give y'all the verse I did with Bone
I was supposed to do with Bone, called "Speed of Sound"
They ain't never put it out so I'ma give it to you right now, check it out

[Verse]
I be comin' like a autobahn I'm murderin' everything
I'm a killa with a mission to flip it
I'm sick with it give her the lip, and I be itchin' to give it
A whiff of the wicked I stick it with the crick and they're diggin' it
Nigga
Like I said it before I'ma get up and go and get it
Because I'm mr. malignant, keepin' you riveted
Livin' it polygamist sin a bit
Any chick in a minute Tecca N9na be kickin' it
I flow for the Middle West, go for your little neck
Don't let me get it but yo' ho - I'ma get her wet
Stop and drop on top a twat in your kitchen
Not the guap I pop without an admission
Hailing from Missouri, you can smell out the hell in the thizzery
Just remember me, bustin' deliveries and I'm makin' 'em shivery
I'm takin' my little city to lyrical liberty

[Hook]
I go for the gusto don't leave the ground, no bush to beat around
All the Midwest Choppers on this track and "yes sir we are down"
Tecca N9na with Bone everybody gets on other MC's we are clown
And we do it like a bullet from a gun or better yet the speed of SOUND!

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