Tech N9ne - Big Bad Wolf lyrics

I've got my
Gun on spray, so don't try to pop pop
Run away, hit 'em with the big bad wolf
86 sick streak inside of me

I'm giving 'em a dilemma, the
Comin' of a killa, the phantom
Of all niggas who wanna be Nina but listen
I kill a bitch in
The vision of "Milli-Vanilli"
Motherfuckers who's being murdered by
The big bad wolf
Computerism, I give 'em a push
Rip you and yo mocking crew
What you gonna do when I pop at you
Glock at you fill 'em with the venom
Who the fuck are you talkin' to?
Betray me? You crazy! The Keyser Söze
Kevin Spacey niggas hate me, can't face me
Bitches like Cagney and Lacey, basically
You can't ace me


I put that on Scoob's, Little
Tracey, ya better mace me
'cause I'ma fuck up a niggas career
If you think you trying to bite me
Taste me listen to me
Not Gorilla Monsoon, a wolf
So I howl at the muthafuckin' moon
I can smell a rotten fella, cotton
Dwella hella props to the jailer
My nigga Loon
Two little pigs, niggas who wanted to
Be the big bad wolf, tecca Nina clone
That's why this little piggy hit the carpet
And the other little piggy stayed home

Chrome, huff and I'll puff
And I'll blow that fucking mic down and stuff
Hit me with a silver bullet
And get it outta me 'Cause a weak bullet is
Only a milli Technicality follow me nigga
If you gotta be Nina to get a bigger salary
Motherfucker
To bust flows like Joe's or like those
Who make relish and throw
Midwest blows at foes
Take another look, you ain't off the hook
You been peeking in my book nigga, look
Say it again
Take another look, you ain't off the hook
You been peeking in my book nigga, look
More time
Take another look, you ain't off the hook
You been peeking in my book nigga, look
You being a bitch as in Brooke
You're nothing but a crook
So you niggas can't fuck with
The big bad wolf

I've got my
Gun on spray, so don't try to pop pop
Run away, hit 'em with the big bad wolf
86 sick streak inside of me

You thought you built your rhyme
Out of some brick
Tech N9ne blew 'em away like stick
Let's find, who got the way tight licks
I bet mine, you'll get 'em
'cause they like this
The real shit, Mama Mia, Disagree-A
I really better see a-then be a
'Cause when a nigga flowed what he wrote
Sorry that's all folks
Ah-Ba-Dee-Ah-Ba-Dee-Ah-Ba-Dee-Ah
You little niggas
You can't fuck with the wolf
You a devil with hooves and death books
Came to a Tech N9ne show and got took
By the lyrical anghellical voice that's shook
Satan, the lord rebutes ya
The power of Christ compels you
To get the kcuf away from the ish
I'm spitting you're losing
I'm sorry to tell you
Who the man now? Who the man now?
Motherfucker, you a student, put ya hand down
Tryna growl like a wolf
Tryna pop like a Tech N9ne
Little nigga, you can peck mine
I'ma hairy motherfucker with whiskers
And I flips a
Hella script from here to Lamaviska
Kiss the fist of a nigga who walks
So hard on niggas like you
I'll get a goddamned blister

Nigga, huff and I'll puff
And I'll blow that fucking mic down and stuff
Hit me with a silver bullet
And get it outta me 'Cause a weak bullet is
Only a milli Technicality follow me nigga
If you gotta be Nina to
Get a bigger salary motherfucker
To bust flows like Joe's or like those
Who make relish and throw
Midwest blows at foes
Take another look, you ain't off the hook
You been peeking in my book nigga, look
Take another look, you ain't off the hook
You been peeking in my book nigga, look
Take another look, you ain't off the hook
You been peeking in my book nigga, look
You being a bitch as in Brooke
You're nothing but a crook
So you niggas can't fuck with
The big bad wolf

I've got my
Gun on spray, so don't try to pop pop
Run away, hit 'em with the big bad wolf
86 sick streak inside of me

I've got my gat on ya tongue
So don't try topop pop duck and run
'Cause, I'ma let ya know that
Wolf in reverse says flow
I gotta big bad flow and I'ma let ya
Nigga know that I rip it, 'Cause, i believe
Six, six, triple eight, forty-six
Ninety-nine three do ya know
Bigbadwolfsmashchromedomelonggone