Artist: Tech N9ne f/ Crystal Watson, Darrein Safron, Joey Cool
Album:  Planet
Song:   Tappin' In
Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com 

[Tech N9ne]
I got a story to tell
'Bout when I ginormously fell
Won't say no names though, cause it ain't no game bro
And it ain't no angle, makin no woof tickets for me to sell
It's about two
buddies in the middle of a bout do
A lady on the daily puttin out to
one of the buddies, she told him never let his mouth spew

[Crystal Watson + Tech N9ne]
Don't let your bro know what's happenin
Cause we were together, plus shackin in

[Tech N9ne]
That's what you call gettin back at friends
Shoulda told him, I was, tappin, in
I was 21
She was 40-somethin, say she wanna give me some
So I started puttin Tecca Nina in the lungs
of the photographer that my homie {*edit*} then he brung
But it was a catch, he didn't want a nigga to rack
Cause her and my homie were together, he'd give her the scratch
after every photo-shoot but he'd have a bitter attack
if he knew his colleague would shoot me then deliver the snatch
So I kept her secret like a dummy, keepin it professional
I didn't tell my homie but I was full of regret, you know?
Ridin out with my homie, out my mouth ain't no decibels
But when she finished flickin me we bang out on the sectional
I used to throw him hints sayin "I really wanna smash her"
Then he would look at me like I was doin it with laughter
Said

[Joey Cool]
She would never do it, I don't know what you after
Out of your league, man you young, broke and plus you a rapper
(Damn) Hahaha

[Chorus: Darrein Safron] + (Tech N9ne)
Bros become foes yeah - bros become foes
Lord knows the lovin was fire though
It ain't worth livin these lies though - livin these lies though
On my dooooog - on my dog, on my dog
Yeahhhhhhh
I should've told him, I should've told him
I should've told him (that I was tappin in)
I should've told him, I should've told him
I should've told him (cause he was a best friend)

[Interlude: Tech N9ne] + (Darrein Safron)
(Yeahhhh) Should've told him I was tappin in
(Yeahhhh) Should've told him I was tappin in
(Yeahhhh) Should've told him I was tappin in
(Yeahhhh) That ain't never what you do to best friends

[Tech N9ne]
She would pick me up for photo sessions
But I didn't tell my homie we were low-low sexin
Man this lady had a body like she was Soloflex'n
So right after work she let me give her a pogo lesson
No confession never told him, I was, grindin
On his workin roommate, I was, slimin
But I messed up and told my other homie {*edit*}
But when me and him fell out he told my best friend that I was lyin
all this time and then my homie said

[Joey Cool]
Why is you playin me?
I'm hearin too many rumors, yo you got somethin to say to me?
Man you know about my affection for that woman that stay with me
You supposed to be my homie, why you fuckin and fakin?
And then I gotta hear from someone else
You selfish man, all you think about is your fuckin self
You and her be together, I don't need no one's help
I'm feel like I'm finna lose it, I don't know what I'ma do, but I swear to

[Tech N9ne]
Hold on my nigga, you can't be callin me trippin, I'm with my family
I don't know what the hell you talkin 'bout, it's fuckin insanity, man

[Joey Cool] + (Tech N9ne)
Why you lyin to me bro, you know these people be talkin
And their stories sound the same and you makin it awkward
And I ain't finna, be the, type to
act like, this don't, really, hurts
What am I supposed to do 'bout it when I'm at work?
You and her? We supposed to be brothers, that make it worse!
And he told me everything y'all be doin, don't do me dirt
Don't deny it homie, really you oversteppin your turf
Told me y'all was snappin photos and you removin her skirt
Even said I should've known that this fuckin chick was a flirt
(But how you gon' believe every damn thing he say?)
Dawg you for real? You shoulda told me without a delay
We was like fam, now you got me dealin with hearsay
And everything that he say, she say
(Oh, I gotta go) {*dial tone*}

[Chorus]

[Interlude]

[Tech N9ne]
So that is how me and my best friend fell out
Cause I told another homie somethin he had to yell out
All of our business ventures and dreams was the hell out
And I'm left with underhanded things that I can tell 'bout
Lost my best friend cause I was young and dumb
He lost his life to another brother with a gun
I never got to tell him that I was sorry, I was sprung
My other homie just died of cancer, I'm numb
So the moral of the story is don't
lie to get something that you really want
Always keep it real, though a lot of people don't
That's why they always in funk

[Interlude]