Tech N9ne, Skatterman, Snug Brim - Riot Maker/Enjoy lyrics

This song is dedicated to Brian B'zle Dennis
And all of the 57th Street Rogue Dog Villians
Real riot makers

This one right here's for the riot makers!
The moshers, the stompers and jaw breakers!
We gon' start this shit off right!
We got KCMO in the house tonight!
We gon' start this shit off right!
(Off right) we got Tecca N9na in the
House tonight! Come on!

This is the moment for riders and thugs
Strippers in body bags zippers
And violence and drugs
Poverty, a bunch of minorities
Die in the club
They say my music's making 'em lose it
I write it in blood this is my music for all
My people missing my music
Keep listening to it, and like I said
Get a pistol and use it
Satan shot my homie Maintain with
A missile and blew it for the industry
'cause he was one of the truest
I don't know why they be pumpin'
It's somethin'
Maybe in the music wanna be bumpin'
It's crunk and it's hella haterific
Throw your set up in the air is
All the DJ really wanna play
When it's over it's looking
Bloody and satanistic
Killas from everywhere listen to me
When I be bustin' shit i'm turbulence
Some get nervous when I wreck arenas
Concert promoters in Honolulu don't
Wanna see me
'Cause they say that Samoans will
Riot on Tecca N9na

'Cause, I'm a riot maker! That's
If you don't know
I'm a riot maker! They mosh at my shows
I'm a riot maker! And I come out bustin'
I'm a riot maker! Riot maker!
I don't give a damn about nothing!
Slide Freaker, I'm a skyscraper riot maker

Hop in a mosh pit for sho!
You push, you shove, you get elbowed!
Back on, 'cause this for Fat Tone and Mac Dre
All of the soldiers who got gone on that day
All my people's sittin' in prison
This is for you so won't you listen to the
Shit that I'm spittin?
Fuck the law man the government
They'll hem yo ass up
They'll do everything in their power
To get a fast buck no right or wrongs
Just killer bees out for your honeycomb
But, you'll find out, when you bind out
You can be free if your money long
Ever been to one of my shows? yeah
It might be crazy
In Ohio, a chick got a little too hyphy, baby
Stage diving and crowd surfing
Couldn't hold back but they dropped her
Now she's unconscious with her skull cracked
Now when this happened it wasn't
Even during my set they wanted me to give a
Signed poster to the hospital, bet
When Travis told me we got papers
I thought he was playin'
This bitch is suin' Tecca N9na
For one hundred grand!

'Cause, I'm a riot maker! That's
If you don't know
I'm a riot maker! They mosh at my shows
I'm a riot maker! And I come out bustin'
I'm a riot maker! Riot maker!
I don't give a damn about nothing!
Slide Freaker, I'm a skyscraper riot maker

Stand back if you're frightened!
Yeah! Get back 'cause we fightin'!
I'm a skyscraper
That's why everybody in my path is trynna
Get a little piece of my paper
Man I swear the N9na will never love them
Plug them when I'm rollin' with Skatterman
And Snug Brim!

It's Skatterman, cat
Strange Music's black sheep (Why?)
'Cause, I'm still countin' money
Off the back streets
Every city, every show, I got to pack heat
This ain't no fucking rap song
Check my rap sheet
I'm one of a kind, turn one into nine
Blow your head of your shoulders, dog
It's nothin' but time
And I never raise my voice, you a bum
Why should I holler on you?
With a whisper I can drop
A couple dollars on you
Sss, sss! Sick them rottweilers on you
Killers bustin out the windows
Of Impalas on you
A made man in the streets, I made grams
Wrote lyrics about my life, dropped an album
And made fans now I'm chillin' on the tour
With the red head wonder
Did 57 shows in a three month summer
Any deuce bitch ass nigga fuckin with Tech
Gonna be found in Swope Park with
His nuts in his neck

Like you ain't know, we put it down like this
Snug Brim, Kansas City, Missouri
Uzi, groupies, doobies, and fins
Suzy Qs ain't no excuse for the sin
So watch your tongue
If you woopin' we come to shootin'
Up at you and your bitch
You just assume you tried the shoes
They ain't fit
You never knew that I lose you off in
The section with your dude in the ditch
Whether it's reppin dog
Or movin' them bricks i keep it gutta little
Homie, look my records, see I'm doin' it big
As you can tell I ain't no regular
Nigga I'm filled with star qualities
I hang out with bitches that's naked
And watch the broad swallow me
It's always solo
You can't fake it so don't try ta follow me
You still can't get back up on your feet
You right back where you ought to be
I see you failin' 'cause Strange
Music got it locked boy
Invest your stock boy, Kansas City hot boy
It's really fuck a hater, some some weed
Get ya paper you can see me now or later
Motherfuckin' riot maker

'Cause, I'm a riot maker! That's
If you don't know
I'm a riot maker! They mosh at my shows
I'm a riot maker! And I come out bustin'
I'm a riot maker! Riot maker!
I don't give a damn about nothing!
Slide Freaker, I'm a skyscraper riot maker

We will, shut this motherfucka down!
We will, tear up your motherfuckin' town!
Since 1985 six, six, triple eight
Forty six, ninety nine, three
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