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tech n9ne - mizery lyrics

mizery

from the beginning n-gg-.
its all jesus.jeah.
tech n9ne! and my n-gg- macc james…
heh heh heh heh heh heh…
straight bringin that mizery, mizery.

-chorus-
mizery when i see enemies, n-gg-s be kennedies (?)
homicidal tendencies got mitch bade n-gg-s on bended knees
could it be that a n-gg- wanna bang ’cause i’m runnin with the gang that’ll give a n-gg- pain, me and macc james givin these b-tch n-gg-s a taste of mizery
give em mizery(ry) b-tches get with me (me) got my n-gg- m-a-c (c) gonna bring em mizery

(tech)
i’m high, yall drunk.i love bud.bout to hit em with anotha hit up out of the mizery n-gg- n-gg- what!
my murderous n-gg-s heard of this verb that i serve in this sssssh-t.i sh-ts word into the curb with this isssh (haaaf)
mystic, might be twisted but b-tch we got the sh-t gifted,
mizery n-gg-, so what you givin me n-gg-,
nothin but witchery n-gg-, millimeter’s the killa,
bow down to a n-gg- right now for the sound, hold up,
n-gg- came to the club and he found us,
? tryin to down us,
i don’t want that n-gg- vell up around us.
you the holy temple bandit, n-gg- i’m a killa on candy,
tecca nina ima be the omega believe i”m that
bomb that landed on your set ’cause you call me satan,
when i look at you i see skull chips dipped in ranch dressing, lemon chicken with a side of intestines,
induced vomiting backwards digestion,
torn ligaments with ragu, garlic salt’s meshin,
enormous hole in the ozone to affect my complexion,
frontal lobes fried in wesson, n-gg- like me sick no need for no medicine. bishop & keen (what!)
you betta believe you gotta leave
before you get a couple in ya belly.
keena better strip in a whole nother city,
bishop keep doing songs with r. kelly,
mentally you n-gg-s can’t even get with me
i done lost everything but my killing spree
macc and tech we be hotter than hickory
killin delivery, livin in mizery.

-chorus-

(macc james)

kc mizery, leave unsolved mysteries
for f-ckin round wit my cheddar cheese
betta leave these g’s alone before me and my n-gg- tech nina
hit ya home, split ya dome
with the 4 chrome, make a n-gg- face melt like the ozone
in the mind of a psycho, what goes on?
colombian necktie with no clothes on
murder show’s on, in the k-town
i’m the type of n-gg- that’ll beat yo -ss down
shoot you in the face as soon as you hit the ground
hit a n-gg-, split a n-gg-, then give you a pound
32 rounds, packin extendeds,
crossin my n-gg-s is not recommended,
tempted to put you in a life long body cast
you best guard yo sh-t when the shotty blast
more straps than john gotti had
so sick i sleep in a body bag,
droppin bombs like saudi
had to get low in a lac on faulty tags
talkin trash’ll get you took out
four n-gg-s posted just to look out
get grips like fierce and have a cook out
let me show you n-gg-s what me and the crooks bout
thievin, schemin, seein demons,
smoke so much you kill yo s-m-n,
psychoactive human being
eyes so low i look korean,
head steamin, funk bringin,
old school rida gangsta leanin,
james & tech n9ne tag teamin,
leavin all you f-gs bleedin.

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