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letra de fucked up day - tech n9ne

[intro: tech n9ne]
ya
we at the end of this sh-t
finally at the end of this sh-t
my n-gga paul law on vocals
midwest side
’bout to drop a couple light weight verses
check it out

[verse 1: tech n9ne]
be warned
so many motherf-ckers in the inner city got me torn
many n-ggas have sworn
but don’t even understand the storm
so i better move the, hold the press
never can slow the best
but i’m having a f-cked up day so i just progress
when smoking on them green clovers, cess
thinkin’ about k!llin’ a b-tch if a b-tch insist
on usin’ the bottleneck sources
i give her what i mean by death from angh-llic forces
of course it’s the fist of fury
mr. t.i.b.d. and several twister
uplift a high plains drifter and differ
mitch bade n-gga, display bigger
next he’ll find himself in the middle of a ditch lay with her
big parade of them slithery things i mean stuffed in grey litter
don’t know how much longer i’ll be on this [?]
so we scorn to [?] best be warned, be warned

[hook: paul law]
let me warn you
i’m having a f-cked up day today
and i just ain’t got no time to play
let me warn you
this sh-t’s getting worse for me today, today, today

[verse 2: tech n9ne]
i drench to get drunk, i thinks to get funk
my inks a bit bunk, so i switch my pen and then begin my friend
i blinks ’cause it bumps
rd’s give a n-gga [?] without a flaw
we say walla milli dollar, then break a lot a jaw
alright, where the booze at? never did think i’d use that
who’s that n-gga who don’t know then confuse that
i do-es that, really wanna take out this demon
waiting for god to give me the ok
what n-ggas really want is a black keyser söze, ugh
caught up in rap i’ll never again get caught up with a b-tch
stuck in the intersection [?]
don’t know how much longer i’ll be on this [?]
so we scorn to [?] best be warned, be warned

[hook: paul law]
let me warn you
i’m having a f-cked up day today
and i just ain’t got no time to play
let me warn you
this sh-t’s getting worse for me today, today, today

[verse 3: tech n9ne]
the end of my lp, also end of existence
novus ordo seclorum, time to get artillery equipment
riddle me this, riddle me that
who’s the n-gga that got that contract
have been dead like about four years and nueve says
who’s gonna come back?
who’s that one them call the k-i-double l-a clown around these parts of mizzou who is the n-gga that’s gonna make many g’s
who sees demons after dark
and skinheads k!llin’ my p-e-o-p-l-e’s
who’s said yell seig heil but don’t f-ck double n-u-double t’s
god’s infinite family trees
about to seize these [?]
racist punk gonna make you fall down to your knees
why am i that type to be cool before i swarm?
because i like these calmer moments before the storm, be warned
everybody want to go heaven but n0body want dead
rude awakening boy, the future tells about too many bloodshed
i said, satana we shall dismember in the last days
start this race in ’71 november, remember
i can look into your eye, smile and then to your surprise
i’ll be yellin’ “die, n-gga, die!” when all the bullets fly
don’t know how much longer i’ll be on this [?]
so we scorn to [?] best be warned
the worst type of n-gga is gone

[outro]

- tech n9ne

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