Tech N9ne - Lord of Weird lyrics
Tech N9ne [Aaron Dontez Yates] Kansas City, Missouri, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Tech N9ne - Lord of Weird lyrics]
When I first started out
Thought to myself, "Spread your heart about"
Never thought that people look at
My art and doubt
Wanna bar this mouth, then they darted out
Then the same energy let it charted out
(Chyeah)
King James, that show you things change
To the Queen Waymon with Keen
Wayans from Ving Rhames
The scene came from extreme
Brains to teen lames get your green, mane
While I fling Strange in a bling lane
(Chyeah) so I go dye my hair rojo
Way back in '99
Homies who saw me call me homo
But then the rumors started that
I worship Jesus logo
Flippin’ it upside down but no no
So many fear this wicked bozo
But now it's accepted like
They finally infected
With the formidable Tech shit
Like it's normal to go mesh with
The darkness (Chyeah)
I was on a mission blacks feared
20 years ago, but now they love it
Isn’t that weird?
Oh, Lord this thing is
So (Weird, weird) yours so bring it
Home, Lord this thing is
So (Weird, weird) yours (Weird, weird)
So bring it
I'm the nigga that started this
But, I didn't swish my hips like
A bitch and dress like Spartacus
My art is sick, bombarded with retarded quick
Nice flows for the psychos
They don't like those with the tight clothes
What they want is Tecca N9na
When the light goes way low, the KOD shit
Fatally spray on these hit's
Place go like Dave-o, Waco
When I ain't flow, he pray on these tricks
I'm the nigga with the spiked hair
Painted face with the robe, might scare
Many people think 'cause I was quite rare
But tonight, there for the nightmare
Oh, this is not, lost what I seek
(Spirit's, spirit's, spirit's)
Oh, this cigar up my sleeve
I am here to muzzle who
Those who think their hustle new
They're not any trouble to the LOW
I am here to muzzle who
Those who think their hustle new
They’re not any trouble to the LOW
Oh, Lord this thing is
So (Weird, weird) yours so bring it
Home, Lord this thing is
So (Weird, weird) yours (Weird, weird)
So bring it
?tser ti tel uoy dluoc woh, hceT
Si taht, driew fo droL
Sserts dedaeheb nikcuF
Kcehc sih teg ot gniyrt
Htaed sih tnaem eh yaw oN
?hceT cilegna na htiw, ssem
Citehtap siht llik, tseb ti dias wobngieR
?tser ti tel uoy dluoc woh, hceT
Si taht, driew fo droL
Sserts dedaeheb nikcuF
Kcehc sih teg ot gniyrt
Htaed sih tnaem eh yaw oN
?hceT cilegna na htiw, ssem
Citehtap siht llik, tseb ti dias wobngieR
Thought to myself, "Spread your heart about"
Never thought that people look at
My art and doubt
Wanna bar this mouth, then they darted out
Then the same energy let it charted out
(Chyeah)
King James, that show you things change
To the Queen Waymon with Keen
Wayans from Ving Rhames
The scene came from extreme
Brains to teen lames get your green, mane
While I fling Strange in a bling lane
(Chyeah) so I go dye my hair rojo
Way back in '99
Homies who saw me call me homo
But then the rumors started that
I worship Jesus logo
Flippin’ it upside down but no no
So many fear this wicked bozo
But now it's accepted like
They finally infected
With the formidable Tech shit
Like it's normal to go mesh with
The darkness (Chyeah)
I was on a mission blacks feared
20 years ago, but now they love it
Isn’t that weird?
Oh, Lord this thing is
So (Weird, weird) yours so bring it
Home, Lord this thing is
So (Weird, weird) yours (Weird, weird)
So bring it
I'm the nigga that started this
But, I didn't swish my hips like
A bitch and dress like Spartacus
My art is sick, bombarded with retarded quick
Nice flows for the psychos
They don't like those with the tight clothes
What they want is Tecca N9na
When the light goes way low, the KOD shit
Fatally spray on these hit's
Place go like Dave-o, Waco
When I ain't flow, he pray on these tricks
I'm the nigga with the spiked hair
Painted face with the robe, might scare
Many people think 'cause I was quite rare
But tonight, there for the nightmare
Oh, this is not, lost what I seek
(Spirit's, spirit's, spirit's)
Oh, this cigar up my sleeve
I am here to muzzle who
Those who think their hustle new
They're not any trouble to the LOW
I am here to muzzle who
Those who think their hustle new
They’re not any trouble to the LOW
Oh, Lord this thing is
So (Weird, weird) yours so bring it
Home, Lord this thing is
So (Weird, weird) yours (Weird, weird)
So bring it
?tser ti tel uoy dluoc woh, hceT
Si taht, driew fo droL
Sserts dedaeheb nikcuF
Kcehc sih teg ot gniyrt
Htaed sih tnaem eh yaw oN
?hceT cilegna na htiw, ssem
Citehtap siht llik, tseb ti dias wobngieR
?tser ti tel uoy dluoc woh, hceT
Si taht, driew fo droL
Sserts dedaeheb nikcuF
Kcehc sih teg ot gniyrt
Htaed sih tnaem eh yaw oN
?hceT cilegna na htiw, ssem
Citehtap siht llik, tseb ti dias wobngieR