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Midwest Choppers

Artist:Tech N9ne  Album:Misery Loves Kompany 

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Welcome to misery where the killers pop it off Whenever I say it and deal it at the turn of the gun We can do it if anybody want it Where the rapper niggas will call up and tell everyone Misery loves company so we done with thee Enemy where he be energy sendin me the route My negativity trippin wit me you runnin fo yo life Cause you ran your mouth MOUTH [CHORUS] We can sang or we can bang It ain't no game we untamed Whether its fame or we can aim Release your brains it ain't no thang - MIDWEST CHOPPERS Know I sayin We livin in pain And it's a shame that you came and got drained And listen mayn stay in your lane - MIDWEST CHOPPERS fittin' ta' witness to murderers Monolog of a menace Coming from out Of A sinister formidable place I can let you know the ins and the outs And I can spit it wicked Twisted and you can see by the look on my face Give me the mic and Imma mangle it, tangle it Definitely the people see that I got the hang of it pitty you gotta try to make a mockery of a city Who pock 'em n' block 'em pocket you baby We dangerous Came to get strange Wit' it bang Wit' it Stop and get a little untamed Wit' it Get the chopper like a fully ya' bully wit' a hoodie Should I get up n' take him out or spit game wit' him? Well the answer is right before your eyes Who do you despise? Killers who chop you we got to stop you pop you partner 'n you cussin' Get up out of the way when Techa Nina be bustin' Gotta give it up I'm a veteran like Edison Imma light 'em up and get in your head again I'm better than ever Never let 'em feather an ever be fed us in Severin' hit the mic and then we peddlin' medicine Imma Choppa Choppa Choppa Automatic kickin the ammunition Killin' the competition know It aint nobody Hotta Hotta Hotta Damaging everything and everybody You know we on a mission Listen to me How can I make you understand Im a general Even if you poppin' the competition is minimal Kansas City killers and you can bet that we criminal The demon inside of me keep on tellin' me when to go So Imma keep reppin' the Midwest Choppers freakin' flows And I'm about to be on top of this and truly be bustin' Beggin' for mercy you punk I Aint givin' you nothing [CHORUS] With the fully we be the best in the midwest We ain't talking about women we be talking about paper D-Loc and Dalima enter the center Already called it and winning the competition with ? Must be like a fully already made ? When or with a beretta tucked right under my sweater And we hotter than lava The way that my killas be keepin' it proper partner you tight But my dealers are betta We keep it choppa like a blender eating ? of a dinner guillotine We chop your hands off and throw em' out the window We to critical ??? WHEN WE COME TO THE STREET WE STILL POST ON THE BLOCK For the killa imma lift my middle finger up to the cop So on the way to the studio the Gill will make another hot track They be lovin the way that we spit it when we drank Comin' D-Loc to the ? definition of a soldier my opposition is my? I spit like atomic and anybody ? Me and my gilla guerilla Boy we tryna' battle cause they want our position But they ain't never gettin' it


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