Tech N9ne - Worldwide Choppers Lyrics

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Tech N9ne - Worldwide Choppers

(Turkey)

(We started in the Midwest)(Now we 'bout to take it)

(All over the world, baby!)

(This is the pinnacle!)

(Yeah, Tech N9ne!)

[Tech N9ne]

Follow me, all around the planet, I run the gamut on psychology

They could never manage, we do damage wit' no apology

Pick 'em out the panic, a little manic 'cause I gotta be

Frantic, I'ma jam it 'cause I'm an oddity

Down for the trackin' like I'm grabbin' at my binoculars

I could pop at you, papa, 'cause I'm partners wit' Waka Flocka

Gimme the top of hip-hop and watch him make 'em rock

With a show-stopper, chakras poppin' off the (Worldwide Choppers)

If you anybody, you notice it

Take as the pinnacle, now the ideal nickel solos it

Little coders to pull again, wrote it quick and they quoted it

Yo, when it exposed, the flow be hold it, 'cause when that motor spit

A-bi-de-a, bi-de-a, never to get free of the rear

Better to get just near the mirror, ready to get near my heirs

Gimme the knock and I'ma chop it, he came and it went tomorrow

But I'ma lock it down and hop in the pocket like empanadas

Hit 'em up and get 'em up, I ain't done, I ain't did enough

Trippin' when I rip it, I be the X when I split 'em up

Sorta like I was liquored up and backin' up in the cup

Everybody be knowin' I be actin' up when I buzz

From Missouri to Canada, I be keepin' the stamina

If you never been a fan of the man, the planet's unanimous

Killa Kaz'll ***** anybody, Tech is calamitous

Leave 'em in the dust, anybody, Tech when I'm standin' up

Tech is hostile, he's awful

He really be wicked when he off in the bottle

You wit' it, you dig it, you never lost the apostle

He's thinkin' he can give it the Poe and toss it Picasso

Killin' everybody off is the motto

And I be the only chopper that's tossed in the brothel

You said it's pathetic, my head is off in the taco

I sped and you bled and you in the convo when I go

[Hook]

I'm light years

Ahead of my peers

Want some, you can come bring it right here

Can't clown me

Don't come 'round me

Bow down, I was crowned when they found me

(K.C.)

[J.L.]

Check it, I'm ahead of â'em, chop it up with the veteran

A legend developin', they gotta tell him it's evident

Gotta notice an elephant, none of you niggas relevant'

You delicate, I'm lovin' every second of this

(Denmark)

[U$O]

De vil alle tjekke nÃ¥r vi ligger det (They will all check it when we lay it)

kommer ind og smÃ¦kker det beatet jeg vÃ¦kker det (coming in and smashing it beatet i'm waking it)

i ved hvad der kommer ud af min mund (you know whats comming out of my mouth)

hanger med de vildeste gutter (hanging with the coolest guys)

det minder mig om vi stikker det af (it reminds me we stapping it (set on fire))

for de kalder mig alle vild worldwide chopper (cause they all call me wild worldwide chopper)

(Alabama)

[Yelawolf]

What if I ran into you wit' a Pogo stick?

Hopped up on top of you rappers like a Jehovah's Witness?

Wit' a photo of Jesus and a paper pamphlet

And I threw up more tracks like I was playin' Hamlet?

Syllable burnin', that internal damage

Swing, batter, batter, but then I lay back on a hammock

Under an oak tree, like I was peelin' pecans

But instead, I'm peelin' rappers' heads, makin' a sam-a-wich

Think I'ma turn into and put a bullet inside of a

Mother*****er from Westside, a 1987 box

I'm headed up, yeah, headed for bucks

***** 'em all, make 'em feel my dread like I had a head of locks

Feelin' rebuffed, like you had that shot

But I hopped on the *****in' beat and I worldwide chopped

Wanna I ***** wit' Tech N9ne, well, then fine

I smoke a beat wit' Mr. Busta Rhymes, well, sure, why not?

Really don't need to show any more of my *****

But I run across the stadium in a pair of your socks

In a trenchcoat wit' the pencil and a watch

Then drop a verse before you can focus to beat the clocks

Slumerican is out of control

Heat it up, beat it up, then I gotta go

But I'm a dump truck, just send another load

Peter Piper dump a pile of peppers in your throats

Wit' an alien probe

[Hook]

I'm light years

Ahead of my peers

Want some, you can come bring it right here

Can't clown me

Don't come 'round me

Bow down, I was crowned when they found me

Twista!

(Chicago)

[Twista]

Like I gotta focus up in my rhythm

Or loosen the venom and hit 'em and give 'em astig-a-ma-tism

And then I'ma spit 'em somethin' so full of vengeance

That everybody'll wanna devour the pieces of my enemies 'cause of cannibalism

Breakin' 'em off into particles, they get in a predicament

that be never reversible 'cause a nigga be too versatile

Makin' you nervous, you could never compete with the colonel

I burn you, I'm an immortal, and that's the reason I murder you

Focus on my hocus pocus and make a likkle magic

After I wreck and check ya, then ya best pick a better habit

'Cause I'm an anomaly, able to give a lobotomy

To any mother*****er challengin' my astronomy

Hoppin' out, I don't stop when the flame stone

Now one of the most popular choppers and my name's known

Throwin' it up in the air, takin' it there

We W-W-C, if you can't keep up, shoulda stayed home

My-my-my alien knowledge be makin' other astronomers

Welcome to Los Angeles, a discovery of palentology

So play me and I'ma be shinin' on them haters

I'm finna be usin' it as energy, watch how radiant I'ma be

Like a helicopter when the words fly

Entire families all the way out to you girl die

If I catch you *****in' with the most intricate lyricists

Or even try to stop us 'cause we choppers and we worldwide

And I'm

[Hook]

I'm light years

Ahead of my peers

Want some, you can come bring it right here

Can't clown me

Don't come 'round me

Bow down, I was crowned when they found me

(New York)

[Busta Rhymes]

See how they ask when I'ma stomp on my dude

And when I'ma ***** it and pop it, and what I'ma drop on my dude

Inevitably, instead I'ma be the most incredible dude

To ever spit on the record and put it together, my dude

And then they ask "What in the world is you provin'?"

"What, when you already the best? And what the hell is he doin'?"

Well, I'ma be choppin' and cuttin' and breakin' and beatin' and shakin'

And *****in' everything up 'til there ain't no further mistakin'

And bustin' everything up like a *****in' angry Jamaican

And shuttin' everything up, 'specially the ones who be hatin'

They lovin' everything until I got 'em stutterin' stupid<br>

You hear 'em now? D-d-d-d-don't do-do-do-do it!

P-P-P-Please? Wh-wh-wh-why you gotta t-try us?

W-w-w-w-we already know that you be the nicest!

And now I'ma come and kill 'em, get 'em, hit 'em, and finish 'em

And bang 'em in the head and diminish 'em, and then I'll

Hit 'em again at a minimum, repeat comin' to kill 'em

Then he be gotta be drillin' 'em, thinkin' They gotta be feelin' imma be

Spittin' lithium, see the way a nigga be spillin' 'em?

And gettin' 'em stupid to the point where there's no forgivin' 'im?

Hopin' you're listenin' and you're payin' attention

And you're witnessin' the way that I be crushin' on the mic

And gettin' in the zone, I be flattenin' and packin' in

People from the front to the back and

They got me actin' a fool, I'm blackin', nigga

Now I'm home!

[Hook]

I'm light years

Ahead of my peers

Want some, you can come bring it right here

Can't clown me

Don't come 'round me

Bow down, I was crowned when they found me

(Kansas City)

[D-Loc]

..make (something) retire instantly

I'm choppin', don't call me Michael Myers in my vicinity

The way I be killin' 'em with rhythm, it get illegitimate

The Yela will finish and end any predicament

And the enemies in the vicinity, I gotta mack up

They know they can never get wit' me whenever they mention me

The hands of a lyrical criminal, more deadly than chemicals

Check my resume, they say that your boy's biblical

(California)

[Twisted Insane]

..I dead 'em, I set 'em, and you can feel me

Diggin' up in your brain and bringin' the pain, and y'all fin' wanna kill me

Fillin' 'em with that fury, get up and hurry, you can feel the Remy

Comin' in wit' that shit, I'm havin' a fit, and you will never peel me

I feel you when I'm on top of you, look at the W

You been poppin' off, I'ma hit 'em up wit' a bullet to the (Brain!)

You can look into the eyes of a heathen, breathin', you're fiendin'

And dreamin' to find a demon, I'm insane, I'm a worldwide (Chopper)

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