Tech N9ne - Now It`s On Lyrics:
Wicked, wicked now it`s on

I murder your whole city
Ni**a like frank nitty`s hideous insidious
Ni**as betta give me respect when I flex
Comin` tech flows like amphibians
From here to the Carribeans

Unexplored territories like Venus
Ni**as never seen the team that seem keenest
Bury ya mind like zimas
Infrared beamers keep ya posse on my penis

Now it`s on wicked in this da link a mid to west flex
The abyss to this bitch who dis this click
Bliss is hangin` that bitch by the c**toris
You get spit on s**t on hit on get on the dick of this
Slick ni**ara but you can always call the Nina
A killer in America, amerikilla

I got skills to kill like overdosin` pills
Blood spills for million dollar bills
You can`t try to peel this or feel the illness
Of a ni**a that`s comin` out real

I don`t know why ni**a you livin` a lie
And plus I despise those who try
A ni**a like I this high and fly and sly
Mid west side so you just might die

Check it out
I murder these hoes, Hercules flows
My s**t carries on like hepatitis
The weak bite us mean nothin` ta me
Gimme no f**kery foul like

Now I gotta c**k it to rewrite it
I might just make a ni**a bite dust
When I bust plus calamity villes
Can it be ill? Yes
Sanity kills a real ni**a but still
I wicked like Amityville

The best
The nine
Correct
Burn
Now it`s your turn
You must learn

Misery ni**as the craze like 24 gang ni**as on Sherm
When it`s on I be heated like a hot comb
Tell these punk muthaf**kas to leave me alone
When I`m in the zone you get blown away
Get the clones away, mitch bade ni**as `cause it`s on today

Now it`s on
Now it`s on
Now it`s on

Now let me smoke and choke
And let these ni**as know that Lejo ain`t brought no jokes
Ni**a betta learn the ropes we like costra nostra
And`ll f**k around and cut yo` throat

Decapitation facin` devastation nations
When they ragin` can`t stop this
Ni**a you can catch a fist and you can rest in piss
But the dis and you thought I missed

I`m indestructible and untouchable
Ain`t givin` a f**k about what you know
I don`t love no hoe, I don`t mug no mo
But I`m still collectin` my other dough

Now peep the rawness my rhymes is flawless
Fools get tossed for tryin` to floss like bosses
People can call this the clique wit no losses
`Cause a ni**a can flow from September to August

Deeper than seven seas, colder than no degrees
Ni**as is easy to get down on ya knees
When you f**kin` wit rhymes like these
I always find that he`s bitin` my s**t it`s me he`s tryin` to be

No more chances understand this
I`m the man wit the plan I stand from Kansas
And this weed enhances scandalous dances
What is in my hands will take yo last glances

F**kin` wit a technicality, that`s what it gotta be
Ni**a sittin` on the side of me
My mentality makes fatality reality
Split yo anatomy, assault and battery

Ni**as pray to God we stop, we won`t though
Askin` who`s on the top, they don`t know
But don`t no muthaf**ka in the muthaf**kin`
Western muthaf**kin` hemisphere really want Joe

Associated with a deadly force we got codes
Deeper than Morse sounds like
And needle points bullet shoot through a horse
So of course I`m leavin` ni**as dead like a corpse

Don`t test me biatchres
Another collorialism I came up wit the bitch deep this twist
People do pitiful s**t I do unforgettable hits
And ni**as submitted to amerikilla did it and got

Acquitted it I flip in a minute I`ma get them relish lips
You can`t sell us dip we gettin` high off K Bombay
Packin` hella heat like pompay

Itch-made abay igga-may anyway
I get ill when I feel like, gettin` biz
You know what that is? I know what that is
When I be rippin` everybody know what that is

Rewind, slemet, niet, haa, heeeh!
If anybody wanna catch this
I just said f**k demons and I got pit backwards
And that`s bomb futuristic attack s**t

Match this takes hella practice
To rips scripts ni**a gotta be thorough
I gotta make this s**t make sense
So I can say, "Made it ma", top of the world

Gimme life or give me death
Death becomes evil like asmodious
I gotta a melodious flow
It becomes podious changeable
Unnameable angel

Angelic bustin` like a magnum, tom selleck
Advisory terror sick of losin` money in harrah`s
Mic assassin like Anotonio Banderas
How many ni**as you know I bust style
So ambidextrous and I mean I`m buck wild

When it`s on I be heated like a hot comb
Like I said in the first, zone
Accident prone but these ni**as don`t wanna flex
Wit tech when the heat is on ni**a now it`s on

Now it`s on
Now it`s on
Now it`s on

Now it`s on
Now it`s on
Now it`s on

Now it`s on
Now it`s on
Now it`s on
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