tech n9ne - earregular lyrics
earregular
[intro]
the great omnipotent doc strange is my name!
six-six-triple-eight-four-six-nine-nine-three
never don’t try find me
why? why? cause i’m lost in the clouds
n9ne? earregular boss in the house
[verse 1]
i don’t hear what you hear, n-gg-
because i hear different you label me a wierd n-gg-
i like that, and i like mixing dark and some clear liquor
for the night cap, although we ain’t the same i cheers with ya
then i’m right back, listning to doors records
while i get groupie wh-r-s naked
if it’s a blood and gore message, in a movie i’ll sure catch it
my brain’s a vorplex it, got many levels, your message
make a n-gg- want to ignore that sh-t, y’all p-ssy poor, that’s it
intricate bred i’m a bit, pompous, if i want it, that i’mma get
while you’re mad at your b-tch
cause you know she at the back of the bus kissing the tat on my d-ck
you gotta be sick, then i had her, thick anatomy, hit with the flattery tricks
stagger these raggety battery pr-cks
snake and bat ain’t average, that’ll be quits
on one, two, three, my n-gg-!
doing four much with five, i be, my n-gg-!
six thousand and seven hundred degrees, my river!
ate a earregular mind state, but it fried n9ne’s liver, huh?!
[hook x2]
earregular, we’re nebula
dear secular listeners, we’re here next to ya
giving you fear messed with original weird stress for ya
peer pressure, the ignorant near deaf n-gg-s!
[verse 2]
i know that my style is diff’rent!
meanwhile i get frowns and lips bent
he better know, we let it go, flee, never throw, glee at a ho, see that a pro
will make the sounds breaking down the distance
i get my psyche blown, when i sit and write these songs
then i f-ck with my nikes on: “plop, plop, plop, plop!”
to the women it might be wrong, cause in the middle of the night he gone
and the wife of the night she’s home: “stop, stop, stop, stop!”
so many sicknesses that i get medicine, i get it up off a n-gg-
but it can never disappear, i know many get with this
but it’s a couple of really stupid individuals looking for the n9na fate
cause i innovate, and i be the yates, they can disintegrate
guess my sin it begins with the number before ten
and being a clown, always been and raised!
when i rhyme my design isn’t mindless
you can find tech, flowing up the divine stretch
never spineless, spider k’s a rhyme vet
and we ain’t the only earregular since i got stevie, mayday and i signed ces
[hook x2]
earregular, we’re nebula
dear secular listeners, we’re here next to ya
giving you fear messed with original weird stress for ya
peer pressure, the ignorant near deaf n-gg-s!
[verse 3]
y’all motherf-ckers stuck on stupid (duh!)
i tried to slow it, but my flow’s no lucid, thing
i gotta be clever to do “this ring”
you can feel it if you 67 or you 15 (“aggin!”)
yeah, that’s “n-gg-” backwards, tech n9ne be that spitter master
with a cris, with her mugs, and i’m with a grasher
let a chick on the bus and i’m finna smash her
could have been a b-st-rd
swimming in cash and the laughter, i’mma sinner faster
better get a pastor
[hook x2]
earregular, we’re nebula
dear secular listeners, we’re here next to ya
giving you fear messed with original weird stress for ya
peer pressure, the ignorant near deaf n-gg-s!
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