Tech N9ne, Krizz Kaliko - I Get It Now lyrics
Tech N9ne [Aaron Dontez Yates] Kansas City, Missouri, U.S. 🇺🇸
Krizz Kaliko [Kansas City, Missouri, U.S.] 🇺🇸
[Tech N9ne, Krizz Kaliko - I Get It Now lyrics]
Industry does not, feel you
I'm sick of this shit blind bitches wish
N9ne's wickedness away
Motherfuckin' killer B
There's about to become a distillery
The majority don't really feel a G
With the paint and a dark soliloquy
Music, they said killed the fee
Me, Krizz, and Makzilla free
So I'm gonna have to keep it real with me
Fuck them straight with agility
They callin' me crazy don't wanna play me
So I make the music that
Will target their babies
And open 'em up to wicked shit
They wanna know how hip is this
This never been no hipster shit
So the fakers see me and dis the 'fit
I ain't cool like the
Late great Biggie Smalls, the illest
So I went the route of a killer
Clown comin' to pillage a village
Steady tryin' to get 'em all to feel it
But, I learned you can't please, everybody
When my mother was livin' they used to
Say "your son is scary Maudie"
I don't give a flyin', dyin'
Spy inside of al-Qaeda, they lyin'
When tryin' to diss Tech N9ne
And when they all shall buy us
I don't fit the part for
Main stream cause I'm rougher
Only time they wanna look like
Me is Halloween motherfucker
I realize I'm not inviting
You ain't with it sit it down
I'm a vicious wicked clown
And I'm livid when the critics give us frowns
Trippin' with this nigga's sound
Yup, I get it now
Get it, me and you, we are not the same
We unequal and the people is to blame
Get it? I get it now
I guess I got the wrong pants on
And I don't really make no dance songs
Get it? I get it now
Y'all can't tell I'm fuckin' myself up
More and more on purpose?
I love scarin' the hell out of y'all, haha
Stick the masses, racket off in the casket
Sound like they wrist broken like put
The fuckin' lotion in the basket
How is he livin' lavish when he rap
Really fast and he mask it?
They don't get it when I gas it
They laugh at it, mad it ain't ratchet
They wanna wear clothes just like A$AP Rocky
Like Yeezy and Drake
That's what they identify with
Not with a nigga with the
Clown paint on his face
I get it that I'm wicked
When I spit it they be comin'
To get 'em a ticket
Talk a lot of shit at the gate
And they got to zip it when I'm bustin'
They open up to somethin'
Different and dig it i get it
I never looked like the average black dude
Track shoes, gold teeth
And covered in tattoos yak, booze
Reeking and chiefing the sack through
Speakin' about reaching them
Hardened hat screws jack move
Yes, I've become a big boss
But, I'll never be cool as Rick Ross
That's okay, N9ne's been rhyming
And now he's shining perfect timing
You ain't with it sit it down
I'm a vicious wicked clown
And I'm livid when the critics give us frowns
Trippin' with this nigga's sound
Yup, I get it now
Get it, me and you, we are not the same
We unequal and the people is to blame
Get it? I get it now
I guess I got the wrong pants on
And I don't really make no dance songs
Get it? I get it now
So what I've come to realize is
I will never fit in
So, it's my duty to make sure
That I stand the fuck out
Meht etinu lliw eh esuac', meht
Sthgif reven eh yhw s'taht
Meht ekil gnihton s'eH
If this thing does not kill you
Grind back to back tracks
Find racks on racks
N9ne's stacking that all day
I'm sick of this shit blind bitches wish
N9ne's wickedness away
Motherfuckin' killer B
There's about to become a distillery
The majority don't really feel a G
With the paint and a dark soliloquy
Music, they said killed the fee
Me, Krizz, and Makzilla free
So I'm gonna have to keep it real with me
Fuck them straight with agility
They callin' me crazy don't wanna play me
So I make the music that
Will target their babies
And open 'em up to wicked shit
They wanna know how hip is this
This never been no hipster shit
So the fakers see me and dis the 'fit
I ain't cool like the
Late great Biggie Smalls, the illest
So I went the route of a killer
Clown comin' to pillage a village
Steady tryin' to get 'em all to feel it
But, I learned you can't please, everybody
When my mother was livin' they used to
Say "your son is scary Maudie"
I don't give a flyin', dyin'
Spy inside of al-Qaeda, they lyin'
When tryin' to diss Tech N9ne
And when they all shall buy us
I don't fit the part for
Main stream cause I'm rougher
Only time they wanna look like
Me is Halloween motherfucker
I realize I'm not inviting
You ain't with it sit it down
I'm a vicious wicked clown
And I'm livid when the critics give us frowns
Trippin' with this nigga's sound
Yup, I get it now
Get it, me and you, we are not the same
We unequal and the people is to blame
Get it? I get it now
I guess I got the wrong pants on
And I don't really make no dance songs
Get it? I get it now
Y'all can't tell I'm fuckin' myself up
More and more on purpose?
I love scarin' the hell out of y'all, haha
Stick the masses, racket off in the casket
Sound like they wrist broken like put
The fuckin' lotion in the basket
How is he livin' lavish when he rap
Really fast and he mask it?
They don't get it when I gas it
They laugh at it, mad it ain't ratchet
They wanna wear clothes just like A$AP Rocky
Like Yeezy and Drake
That's what they identify with
Not with a nigga with the
Clown paint on his face
I get it that I'm wicked
When I spit it they be comin'
To get 'em a ticket
Talk a lot of shit at the gate
And they got to zip it when I'm bustin'
They open up to somethin'
Different and dig it i get it
I never looked like the average black dude
Track shoes, gold teeth
And covered in tattoos yak, booze
Reeking and chiefing the sack through
Speakin' about reaching them
Hardened hat screws jack move
Yes, I've become a big boss
But, I'll never be cool as Rick Ross
That's okay, N9ne's been rhyming
And now he's shining perfect timing
You ain't with it sit it down
I'm a vicious wicked clown
And I'm livid when the critics give us frowns
Trippin' with this nigga's sound
Yup, I get it now
Get it, me and you, we are not the same
We unequal and the people is to blame
Get it? I get it now
I guess I got the wrong pants on
And I don't really make no dance songs
Get it? I get it now
So what I've come to realize is
I will never fit in
So, it's my duty to make sure
That I stand the fuck out
Meht etinu lliw eh esuac', meht
Sthgif reven eh yhw s'taht
Meht ekil gnihton s'eH
If this thing does not kill you
Grind back to back tracks
Find racks on racks
N9ne's stacking that all day