Artist: Tech N9ne f/ CES Cru, Wrekonize Album: Dominion Song: Casket Music Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com [Intro] Casket music... Casket music... [Godemis] Yeah! It's Killer City, anyone'll run up You from around here, I ain't gotta tell you to duck With very little unity it's really never enough People in the community don't band together enough We all aware that it sucks, the hood resembles a pigsty Even your baby mama trippy, kid got a twist tie And look at the list why, niggaz are not feelin me Tryna live free and take zero accountability (hold on!) You lie to kick it, you're probably wicked as Hillary And she who does not feel me is just not real to me Dick tease, the nicest on the mic, tell the bitch please Would you be kind enough to shut the fuck up and twist trees? I'm on a high, I might be flyer than Chris Reeve's And I would never try to strike a chick with my fist, geez I'm wise enough to know to just let a chick leave And use the time to find the grind and methods to gettin cheese [Chorus: Wrekonize] I got a couple buddies that'll cross on your border And turn you into slaves for the new world order Snake and Bat's flyin up inside close quarters You can't keep it clean and dig the muddy waters So step back young'n, this is grown folk talkin This isn't for the radio, the single won't be poppin This is true grit, it's lit for you to bash to it Killer MC shit bitch, casket music [Ubiquitous] U-B-I bitch, yo I crush a rhyme and when bustin my flow is customized They plagiarize when I'm writin it so it's justified And say good night if I ever switch into double time They're sleepy, dust in their eyes, they listen to lullabies Rubbin they eye while I'm runnin, wish I could shut an eye So don't sit back and unwind, this isn't the summer time It's duck and cover if ever I pull your number time It's sit for dinner and serve a sucker for supper time My state of mind is transcendin the space and time You played a side so I am takin your place in line Day in the life of the long-winded, I stay alive Only the strong survive in this game, I made it mine Bitch when I'm winnin they're bitter, really what matters most I learned the twist of these catacombs while I sat alone My DNA incompatible with an average Joe I catapult and I'm flyin into the battle zone Rep for the roster, partner pushin for proper pay Chakras align while I'm oscillatin like Doctor Strange They cock and aim, lose nerve, but never drop a name We are not the same, same difference is how we operate, yah [Chorus] [Tech N9ne] Astonishing, I can still hear my mama sing upon a dream Then Obama brings some nah-nah things from the drama king I want a fling but with mama singing it's wronger thing So I'ma keep fondling this honor queen from the conjuring Dude's crazy, he's who's baby? Maude Sue lady through Hades, fools made me lose faith, we bruise fugazis Who played me like ukulele, too shady, ooze roots gravy Out your noodle, you pussy punk, you's a poodle I push your peanut to Pluto then pack your parents in a Peugeot Better yet in a Yugo, yes y'all are eulogies, you know After killin like Cujo, I'm catchin a wave nouveau Ah, ah, to the rancid area this belong to Ah, ah, drink away my pain and then piss it on you Give the song new meaning Eat it up, beat it up, if it's wrong you bringing FUCK YOU! Here's new Nina to rock to [Chorus] {"Strange Music, Dominion 2017"}