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tech n9ne – who do i catch lyrics


[verse 1:]
real rock rap and not to xerox weird not
enough to make you fear a lot from here watch
i ran scrimmage and i fought to the d-mn finish
and i popped eyes open without eating me canned spinach
my fans in it constantly tellin’ me i can win it
if i stand grimace damagin man every d-mn minute
i blend then expands quick it slams wicked rhyme
grand spittage h.a.m. with it fans dig it n9ne!
cha hard to see me like the background
your rap styles comin’ softer than a cat’s meow
red laces but booted like i’m iraq bound
that frown will get you ate by my cannibal from sac town
so relax pal pat down gat down back down blackout
with a fat smile i might react foul so don’t make this cat growl
i caught everybody when i spazzed wow who do i catch now!

who do i catch now?
maybe those who can’t get with the rap sound
i caught the industry who do i catch now
who do i catch now?
maybe those who told me put the rap down
i caught the whole world, who do i catch now

[verse 2:]
i caught wrecks (and then)
i caught checks (and then)
i caught press (and then)
i caught s-x (yes)
and no permanent diseases were caught when i caught that
now the games been offset cause i’m strange in a lost mess
i caught a lot of sh-t by being different they tried to hinder tech
by calling him devil worshipper surfaced up on the internet
my temper gets grimmer just as winter sets imma venter yes
and i can’t forget when the finger pressed triggers i can’t remember that
i caught stars attention nina had a large ascension
so high the lord is squintin’ (no)
i mean ya’ll are squintin’ (okay)
cause i’m tall as pippen (no)
got a flawless vision (okay)
on a lawless mission (no)
cause i’m ballish pimpin'(yeah!)
best believe i caught fades never homie soft made
i’m active no off days and i got boss paid with music i caught babes
and i even caught gays before they all caught aids


[verse 3:]
i hit a pot of gold with the harder flow
you haters oughta know that we are the mo
this is my land you in my hand and you’sa particle
and i see you marvel over the fact i caught the carter 4
so that means i caught martians already
and you talk sh-t about that because often ya’ll petty
and because you jelly sicklin’ its costing ya’ll bettys
to get tossed in our headache cuz we lost in tall fetty
hey you catch the vapours cause nina he catch hoes
and you non believers are funny people like seth rog
better pay attention cause if ya simpin’ ya get froze
and i’ma leave you with a wet nose when im rippin they catch colds