Tech N9ne - Worldwide Choppers

[Turkish]

[Ceza]

Sen kalk, bir minik mikrofonunu getir

Bak jak burada mikrofonuna tak

Kağıt kalem bir de ilham alınacak

Tam gaz choppers, havada düşman avına çıkalım

Akalım, haydi bu battle’ı kazanalım

(We started in the Midwest)

(Now we ’bout to take it)

(All over the world, baby!)

(This is the pinnacle!)

(Yeah, Tech N9ne!)

[Tech N9ne]

Follow me, all around the planet, I run the gamut on sickology

They could never manage, we do damage wit’ no apology

Pick ‘em out the panic, a little manic ’cause I gotta be

Frantic, I’ma jam it ’cause I’m an oddity

Gobble the track up like I'm grubbin' at mama nakas

I can pop at you proper cause I’m partners with Waka Flocka

Gimme the top of hip-hop and watch ‘im make ‘em rock

With a show-stopper, chakras poppin’ off the (Worldwide Choppers)

If you anybody, you notice it

Tech is the pinnacle, not an identical soul is it

Loaded cold as the polar get wrote it quick and they quoted it

Yo it exploded the flow behold it cause when the motor spit

A-bi-de-a, bi-de-a, never to get free of the real

Better ya just neal to me or ready to get near my heals

Gimme the knock and I’mma chop, he came and he went tomorrow

But I’ma lock it down and hop in the pocket like empanadas

Hit ‘em up and get ‘em up, I ain’t done, I ain’t did enough

Tripp it when I rip it, I be the ish when I split ‘em up

Sorta like I was liquored up and backin’ up in the gut

Everybody be knowin’ I be actin’ up when I bust

From Missouri to Canada, I be keepin’ the stamina

If you never been a fan of the man, the brand is unanimous

Can I cuss? Fuck anybody, Tech is calamitous

Leave ‘em in the dust, ain't nobody tough when I’m standin’ up

Tech is hostile, he’s awful

He really be wicked when he off in the bottle

You wit’ it, you dig it, you never lost the apostle

He’s sick he give it the Poe and toss in Picasso

Killin’ everybody off is the motto

And I be the only chopper that’s tossed in the brothel

You said it’s pathetic, my head is off in the taco

I sped and you bled and you in the coffin when I go

[Hook]

I’m light years

Ahead of my peers

Want some, you can come bring it right here

Can’t clown me

Don’t come ’round me

Bow down, I was crowned when they found me

(K.C.)

[J.L.]

Check it, I’m ahead of ‘em, chop it up with the veteran

A legend developin’, ain't gotta tell him it’s evident

Gotta notice an elephant, none of you niggas relevant’

You delicate, but lovin’ every second of this

(Denmark)

[Uso]

De vil alle tjekke når vi ligger det

Kommer ind og smækker det beatet jeg vækker det

I ved hvad der kommer ud af min mund

Hanger med de vildeste gutter

Det minder mig om vi stikker det af

For de kalder mig alle vild worldwide chopper

(Alabama)

[Yelawolf]

What if I ran into you with a Pogo stick?

Hopped up on top of you rappers like a Jehovah’s Witness?

With a photo of Jesus and a paper pamphlet

And I threw up a rejection like I was playin’ Hamlet?

Syllable burnin’, that internal damage

Swing, batter, batter, but then I lay back on a hammock

Under an oak tree, like I was peelin’ pecans

But instead, I’m peelin’ rappers’ heads, makin’ a sam-a-wich

Pick up a .22 and put a bullet inside of a

Motherfucker from inside a 1987 box

I’m headed up, yeah, headed for bucks

Fuck ‘em all, make ‘em feel my dread like I had a head of locks

Feel every bump, like you had dead shocks

But I hopped on the fuckin’ beat and I worldwide chopped

Wanna fuck with Tech N9ne, twist up the pine and

Smoke a beat with Mr. Busta Rhymes, well, sure, why not?

Really don’t need to show any more of my cock

But I run across the stadium in a pair of your socks

In a trenchcoat with the pencil and a watch

Then drop a verse before you can focus to read the clocks

Slumerican is out of control

Heat it up, beat it up, then I gotta go

But I’m a dump truck, just send another load

Peter Piper dump a pile of peppers in your throats

With an alien probe

[Hook]

Twista! (Chicago)

[Twista]

Like I gotta focus up in my rhythm

Or loosen the venom and hit ‘em and give ‘em astig-a-ma-tism

And then I’ma spit ‘em somethin’ so full of vengeance

That everybody’ll wanna devour the pieces of my enemies ’cause of cannibalism

Breakin’ ‘em off into particles, they get in a predicament

That be never reversible ’cause a nigga be too versatile

Makin’ you nervous, you could never compete with the colonel

I burn you, I’m an immortal, and that’s the reason I murder you

Focus on my hocus pocus and make a lick' a magic

After I wreck and check ya, then ya respect I better have it

‘Cause I’m an anomaly, able to give a lobotomy

To any motherfucker challengin’ my astronomy

Hoppin’ out, I don’t stop with the fire when the flames thrown

Now one of the most popular choppers and my name’s known

Throwin’ it up in the air, takin’ it there

We W-W-C, if you can’t keep up, shoulda stayed home

My-my-my alien knowledge be makin’ other astronomers

Welcome to Los Angeles, a discovery of paleontology

So play me and I’ma be shinin’ on them haters

I’m finna be usin’ it as energy, watch how radiant I’ma be

Like a helicopter when the words fly

Entire families all the way out to you girl die

If I catch you fuckin’ with the most intricate lyricists

Or even try to stop us ’cause we choppers and we worldwide

And I’m

[Hook]

(New York)

[Busta Rhymes]

See now they ask when I’ma stomp on my dude

And when I’ma cock it and pop it, and what I’ma drop on my dude

Inevitably, its that I’ma be the most incredible dude

To ever spit on the record and put it together, my dude

And then they ask “What in the world is you provin’?

What, when you already the best? And what the hell is he doin’?”

Well, I’ma be choppin’ and cuttin’ and breakin’ and beatin’ and shakin’

And fuckin’ everything up ’til there ain’t no further mistakin’

And bustin’ everything up like a fuckin’ angry Jamaican

And shuttin’ everything up, ‘specially the ones who be hatin’

They lovin’ everything until I got ‘em stutterin’ stupid

You hear ‘em now? “D-d-d-d-don’t do-do-do-do it!

P-P-P-Please? Wh-wh-wh-why you gotta t-try us?

W-w-w-w-we already know that you be the nicest!”

And now I’ma come and kill ‘em, get ‘em, hit ‘em, and finish ‘em

And bang ‘em in the head and diminish ‘em, and then I’ll

Hit ‘em again at a minimum, repeat it comin’ to killin' ‘em

Then he be gotta be drillin’ ‘em, thinkin’ “They gotta be feelin’ ‘im!”

Spittin’ lithium, see the way a nigga be spillin’ ‘em?

And gettin’ ‘em stupid to the point where there’s no forgivin’ ‘im?

Hopin’ you’re listenin’ and you’re payin’ attention

And you’re witnessin’ the way that I be christenin the mic

And gettin’ in the zone, I be flattenin’ and packin’ in

People from the front to the back and

They got me actin’ a fool, I’m black and

Nigga now I’m home!

[Hook]

(Kansas City)

[D-Loc]

My fire annihilate make fighters retire instantly

I’m choppin’, don’t call me Michael Myers in my vicinity

The way I be killin’ ‘em with rhythm, it get illegitimate

The Gilla will finish it, endin' any predicament

And the enemies in the vicinity, I gotta mack up

They know they can never get wit’ me whenever they mention me

The hands of a lyrical criminal, more deadly than chemicals

Check my resume, they say that your boy’s biblical

(California)

[Twisted Insane]

I hit 'em with venom when I get up in em I bend em and send em and you can feel me

Diggin’ up in your brain and bringin’ the pain, they often wanna kill me

Fillin’ ‘em with that fury, get up and hurry, you can feel the Real me

Comin’ in wit’ that shit, I’m havin’ a fit, and you will never peel me

Off of you when I’m on top of you, I got the drop on you

And poppin’ often hittin' ‘em up wit’ a bullet to the (Brain!)

You can look into the eyes of a heathen, breathin’, you’re fiendin’

And dreamin’ to find a demon, name insane, I’m a worldwide (Chopper)Z

• Artist:Tech N9ne
• Album: 6's and 7's