You're Welcome

I mean don’t think I haven’t noticed I made a lot of these bitches step their game up

Or wake their game up

But I ain’t even salty though, I mean

You're welcome

I’m not even gonna fuckin blame you bitches no more

I’mma start blaming your CEO

You just wanna move up but they gas you up

Like your track’s too tough then you see me flow

Then all of a sudden you know that your bars chiquito

Y'all be thinking I’m too busy not to see these hoes

But I be letting bitches eat then I bet in a week

I get back killing beats, call your PBO

Send your bitches to the ward with this

See I've been taking my time

Spending money cuz I never had a dime

I can now afford to live

So I be laying back chillin'

Suckin' off my prime, but lately I've been getting bored with this

I wanna go back to rappin' and distort your shit

And you whores that spit all this corny shit

To the morgue, that they won't

See you 'till you’re born again

Man, they have been Googleing me

Cause I've been proven to be

Something you wouldn't know if I leave

She’ll be suing your team, watchin' every move that I be

Make em even, make em a beauty a beast

‘Cause I guess that I was too busy talking

About cookie cutter bitches

Didn't realize label heads made me

A mold and started cookie cuttin' bitches!

I tall em all like, you seldom

Come hotter than hell come

Come on Tech N9ne, now tell them

They want beef then I bring to them well done

They need meat, beat this, do it well done

And I kill them, so now we could do the whoopin'

And I pray for em, stay all on my shit

That’s a tear drop then you’re welcome

You’re welcome

You’re welcome

You’re welcome

Bitch

Sin came within my grim brain

The way I flip, it’s a fuckin' shame

In pain when I spit again mane, shit I been slain but the kin name in vain

Fuck a Tecca Nina them sayin'

Without knowin' for sho' that he's insane

Then they stumble upon that we been banging

Ain’t no choppin' with Tech when yo chin hangs nigga

A bit of marvelous, when snow mixed with a bit of chocolate

We be giving the people lyric apocalypse

When they bit us, I put em deep in necropolis

Quick (chyeah), real sick then I hop on this chick

Plop in this slit, Tech knockin' this bitch

Giving her a lot of it

Droppin' this dick

Oops , T.M.I. , got the all-seeing eye, never know

B.M.I. nigga don’t be a lie

You know she and I hit a motherfuckin' nerve

And gonna disturb em

When given the word you deserve to be free and die

Celebrating, I drink hindo

Elevating, I see them fall

Hella wakening, woke I been raw

Have a nigga touching everything like a pinball

More hell comes

For frail bums

Pour stale cum on your gal’s tongue

Or tell some scum your fell stung

Poor sales, none, sure swelled em, you’re welcome