Artist: Tech N9ne f/ Krizz Kaliko Album: The Storm Song: I Get It Now Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com [Intro: Tech N9ne] Industry does not, feel you I'm sick of this shit Blind bitches wish N9ne's wickedness away [Tech N9ne] Motherfuckin killer B, there's about to become a distillery The majority don't really feel a G with the paint and a dark soliloquy Music they said killed the fee, me, Krizz and Makzilla free So I'm gonna have to keep it real with me, fuck them straight with agility They callin me crazy, don't wanna play me So I make the music that will target they babies And open 'em up to wicked shit, they wanna know how hip is this This never been no hipster shit, so the fakers see me and diss the 'fit I ain't cool like the late great Biggie Smalls, the illest So I went the route of a killer clown comin to pillage a village Steady tryin to get 'em all to feel it, but I learned you can't please everybody When my mother was livin they used to say "Your son is scary Maudie" I don't give a flyin, dyin, spy inside of al-Qaeda They lyin when tryin to diss Tech N9ne and when they all shall buy us I don't fit the part for mainstream cause I'm rougher Only time they wanna look like me is Halloween motherfucker I realize I'm not inviting [Chorus: Tech N9ne] + (Krizz Kaliko) You ain't with it, sit it down I'm a vicious, wicked clown And I'm, livid, when the, critics, give us, frowns Trippin, with this, nigga's sound, yup, I get it now~! (Get it, me and you-you, nah we are not the same) (We unequal and the people is to blame, get it?) I get it now (Yeah, I guess I got the wrong pants on) (And I don't really make no dance songs, get it?) I get it now [Tech N9ne] Y'all can't tell I'm fuckin myself up more and more on purpose? I LOVE scarin the hell out of y'all, haha Stick the masses, whack it off in the casket Sound like they wrist broken like put the fuckin lotion in the basket "How is he livin lavish when he rap really fast and he mask it?" They don't get it when I gas it, they laugh at it, mad it ain't ratchet They wanna wear clothes just like A$AP Rocky, like Yeezy and Drake That's what they identify with, not a nigga with the clown paint on his face I get it that I'm wicked, when I spit it they be comin to get 'em a ticket Talk a lot of shit at the gate and they gotta zip it When I'm bustin they open up to somethin different and dig it I get it, I never looked like the average black dude Track shoes, gold teeth and covered in tattoos 'Gnac, booze, reekin and chiefin the sack through Speakin about reachin them hardened hat screws, JACK move! Yes I've become a, big boss But I'll never be cool as, Rick Ross That's okay, N9ne's been rhyming And now he's shining - PERFECT, TIMING!! [Chorus] [Tech N9ne] So what I've come to realize is, I will never, fit in So it's my duty, to make sure, that I stand the fuck out! {*reversed*} Meht etinu lliw eh esuac ,meht sthgif reven eh yhw s'taht ,meht ekil gnihton s'eH [Outro: Tech N9ne] If this thing does not, kill you Grind back to back tracks Find racks on racks N9ne's stacking that all day