Hit the Ground Running (feat. JL & King Iso) - Tech N9ne

This shit make me feel like you walking in like "Hello governor, would you like a cup of tea?" And then niggas'll be like "Yeah, can I order the negativity?" Niggas is crazy It seem like every upcoming artist When they local city don't fuck with 'em like that And they pro'lly the illest nigga doing this So they consider moving like, "Okay I'll be right back" So they pick up and start fresh Get picked up and aw yes The difference is significant, right? Facts But isn't it interesting how we preaching the intricate At the end it's the same scene and now you want your life back? They'll hate on you everywhere if you dropping tight tracks You know how many motherfuckers out here rapping like trash For you to set up shop on they turf without a life pass They'll either ride your coat tail tough or they might blast you Over-saturated if you move to or recite back But you want to ignite gas but can't get it lit enough And really once you realize the mentality Of over half of these rappers dog it's the same as your city huh Hurt for me to write that down it was upsetting me I don't believe in miracles, no, just destiny My high school crush that I wanted was just texting me Dissed me back then but now the slut wants sex with me All because the fame I gained, she's obsessed with me I been had straps in this game, so fuck referees Told her dream more slut pleasantly what's revvin' we Weaponry leave holes in your brain too much ecstasy My Ex can be such a fucking pain the butt heavenly Sorry I had to change up my language, my son's next to me Everything changed up when I made it like um let me see Niggas dissing like faggots and trying to tongue wrestle me Now I'm cooking with Kendrick and Andre Young's Recipe Let me eat in effing peace or pum-pum-pum, rest in peace Funny how everyone hated on me now won't mess with me After all of the shit that they've done it compressing me like Please, please, please Iso I know that you putting on so don't forget about me These, these, these People never gave a fuck about me so forget about me Leave, leave, leave Bitches from my past coming back like don't forget about me Please believe If I wasn't poppin none of y'all would give a shit about me (Get the) fuck away from me (Get the) fuck away from me (Get the) fuck away from me (Get the) fuck away from me (Get the) fuck away from me (Get the) fuck away from me (Get the) fuck away from me (Get the) fuck away from me (Get the) fuck away from me (Get the) fuck away from me (Get the) fuck away from me (Get the) Fuck away from me (Get the) fuck away from me (Get the) fuck away from me (Get the) fuck away from me (Get the) fuck away from me Prolly running through your bitch's walls I'm the juggernaut I can tie a jug in a fucking knot then crush a pop against my forehead Until you seen nothing but the top There's no lead that fits my ego, yeah I'm tough to top Top of the morning to you horny little muffin tops Hoping I get a break-fast, hey is the oven hot? As far as rap goes, yeah some are hot and some are not And some make my stomach do somersaults cause they front and flop So lately I been dealing with a bunch of twats How ironic all I think about is fucking thots But anyways I'm getting pub a lot Because I got bars that see support from certain people Hear that sudden stop (what happened?) What y'all want me in the same motherfucking spot? And not feed my family, are y'all not understanding me? Okay so the goal is to get big and secure my fam' And y'all can't remember if it was or not? Nigga, you out your mind more than me Seen more grime than Rick and I'm Morty's peeps A mad scientist rhyming and I form the beats I won't be a failure like y'all when I'm 43 Fuck having a table 'cause I'm gonna eat And ain't holding my tongue, I'm just not gonna speak To anyone mad because I popped over thee Get shook and ate up blood, you popcorn with cheese Get me a hot nurse like Hawthorn at least If I'm back in the war 'cause y'all done called the police Man y'all trying to play god, you're not Morgan free My royalties will be garnished by all on your fees Me making it is something people did not want to see Throwing shade but now want to sit under my money tree All of y'all can drink piss like hot Sunny-D Y'all do not fuck with me so do not come to me like Please, please, please Iso I know that you putting on so don't forget about me These, these, these People never gave a fuck about me so forget about me Leave, leave, leave Bitches from my past coming back like don't forget about me Please believe If I wasn't poppin none of y'all would give a shit about me (Get the) fuck away from me (Get the) fuck away from me (Get the) fuck away from me (Get the) fuck away from me (Get the) fuck away from me (Get the) fuck away from me (Get the) fuck away from me (Get the) fuck away from me (Get the) fuck away from me (Get the) fuck away from me (Get the) fuck away from me (Get the) fuck away from me (Get the) fuck away from me (Get the) fuck away from me (Get the) fuck away from me (Get the) fuck away from me It's so funny how you consider people fam' And these motherfuckers is They're not for you, you feel me? Like nigga I'm tryna secure my actual family Nigga who really ride with me You know what I mean? So if you got something negative To say today, you know what you can do? (Get the) fuck away from me (Get the) fuck away from me (Get the) fuck away from me (Get the) fuck away from me (Get the) fuck away from me (Get the) fuck away from me (Get the) fuck away from me (Get the) fuck away from me (Get the) fuck away from me (Get the) fuck away from me (Get the) fuck away from me (Get the) fuck away from me (Get the) fuck away from me (Get the) fuck away from me (Get the) fuck away from me (Get the) fuck away from me Fuck away from me

If it wasn't to get a favor Or trying to get some paper Wonder if you'd even call today (call today) And they act like they don't need me 'Til they see the news on TV That I'm dead, already gone away (gone away) So I sit back and I reanalyze Your love's a lie all today (all today) So I'm cuttin' my phone off Like fuck takin' those calls Yeah, this is what I'm on today (on today) Carried the word on my back for these bitches I lent the shirt off my back to these niggas I never asked to return any favors, you said it Bet I won't hear back once you get it Thеn they start actin' all different Likе a'ight so you mad at me then get to gradually switching The subject or matter of interest Is what I should charge a man I'll hit you back in a minute Me and my BM ain't even together Still help with the bills 'cause that's family business She textin' "I hate you", "I love you", "I hate you" And I started feelin' like man, ain't no difference Niggas demandin' attention Like it was my bitch and get mad and their ass get to dissin' If I took half what I'm spending back I spend on ungrateful cats, wouldn't have no expenses Fuck it, I'm stackin' my riches Went on tour and came back to the trenches I don't owe you, don't act like you did shit Nigga would have to add to the wishlist I don't recall you add any visions When my suicidal lives were attempted Niggas got an inaccurate vision I marvel at that crack in your lenses I was homeless, ain't have any Christmas But I rap 'cause I'm actually gifted Now I'm on it, get at me to get shit I say no then they straddle the fences With the ops 'til I black on them bitches If I die they gon' act like we friendship And the women gon' act worse than them if This is y'all, I ain't answerin' when hit I'm cuttin' my phone off If it wasn't to get a favor Or trying to get some paper Wonder if you'd even call today (call today) And they act like they don't need me 'Til they see the news on TV That I'm dead, already gone away (gone away) So I sit back and I reanalyze Your love's a lie all today (all today) So I'm cuttin' my phone off Like fuck takin' those calls Yeah, this is what I'm on today (on today) Yeah, like a grave plot I be one deep With a gauge cocked in the front seat They never aid I but I'm H-I sicker they while full like 1-V Everyday's rub I be unclean Still I made mine apostrophes Walk a straight line for a hub G's I go save mine for the lunch meat Bumpin' Pac, "Only God Can Judge Me" Ain't no back roads on front street Niggas turn backs watching front things Two fingers to 'em, I don't want peace Niggas plant based, they don't want beef Nor smoke with me to be bluntly Full of peer pressure like a dumb teens influencer flew above me All the sense made how they come clean With they conditional love schemes Or relationships I don't champion for like I never won one ring You can't get in touch like voice command Fingerprint list to a touch screen Used to hate now they copy but one thing Ain't no blueprints to become king (nigga) Shit, baby momma almost made the gun squeeze Going through it, can't let my son see (nah) While people fronting like they love me (they don't) Shit, when they call it'd only be for one thing If it wasn't to get a favor Or trying to get some paper Wonder if you'd even call today (call today) And they act like they don't need me 'Til they see the news on TV That I'm dead, already gone away (gone away) So I sit back and I reanalyze Your love's a lie all today (all today) So I'm cuttin' my phone off Like fuck takin' those calls Yeah, this is what I'm on today (on today) This is what I'm on today (on today) This is what I'm on today (on today)

Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, oh Welcome to the motherfucking show I go by the name of T-E-C-H-N-9-N-E T-E-C-H-N-9-N-E Yeah! T-E-C-H-N-9-N-E T-E-C-H-N-9-N-E For short, you can call me N9na! T-E-C-H-N-9-N-E T-E-C-H-N-9-N-E For short, you can call me N9na! T-E-C-H-N-9-N-E T-E-C-H-N-9-N-E Yeah! I been a killer in the game when I first put The pen to the pad like your first day out N9ne be a thriller wit' the thang when I spurt Suck 'em in with the gab in a verse they shout Like when all the people at the church play Crouch When you're pornographic and the Kirk spray out On a workday couch and divert they spouse at the house My residue on her birthday blouse! What I hear out here is not stunnin' Sound like y'all disregarded what Biggie and Pac brung in But me I been rippin' shows havin' the thots summoned When I took my dick out of the equation Yo they stopped comin'! 'Bout ta flow tonight Am I gonna be spitting wickedness? Sho' ya right! Vulgar like Dolemite not runnin' fo' the light Poltergeist, roll the dice You're gonna find I'm the business when I hold the mic Know the fright, N9cian out wrap you chicken's Qdoba like Vive la Tech, N9na the vet Everyone knowin' that he so ballsy Diva ya get, eager ta let All of us hit because we so saucy Deeper the press, the weaker ya set They cannot fathom how we so Maude Khalifah the best Peak of the nest That is the reason why people call me T-E-C-H-N-9-N-E T-E-C-H-N-9-N-E Yeah! T-E-C-H-N-9-N-E T-E-C-H-N-9-N-E For short, you can call me N9na! T-E-C-H-N-9-N-E T-E-C-H-N-9-N-E For short, you can call me N9na! T-E-C-H-N-9-N-E T-E-C-H-N-9-N-E Yeah! Ain't no way you get around it There's no taking away my seat I'm chosen, right hand on my crotch It'll let you know ain't nothing weak I'm holding snakes and the bats around my neck They be like my flows I keep 'em frozen Chopping away you wack ass rappers N9na be leaving 'em decomposing I can demolish all of 'em, that's my sales pitch One monkey done stopped the show, I'm from the Zou, I can smell shit They wanna get violent 'cause their ladies really want my male stick But I never cooperate with a thot to mate so you fail bitch Superhero to boost the ego I eat up any rapper like I do chorizo I'm taking what I got and give it to the Migos To woo the people get through to Ebro Superpowers I'm possessing it Tech is if nothin' written on my check is a deficit Dumping diction down a dungeon is a definite Rock the red on my red and I'm reppin' it Got a problem with it blood, there is the bait We soldiers living in this country and well aware of your hate This country from the jump ain't nothing but terror mistake So I think that hat would've been a good thing if it said Make America great, my name is T-E-C-H-N-9-N-E T-E-C-H-N-9-N-E Yeah! T-E-C-H-N-9-N-E T-E-C-H-N-9-N-E For short, you can call me N9na! T-E-C-H-N-9-N-E T-E-C-H-N-9-N-E For short, you can call me N9na! T-E-C-H-N-9-N-E T-E-C-H-N-9-N-E Yeah! Yeah N9na, you tell 'em, you sell 'em Real shit, ill spit, mill ticks, to deal with, let's go Ay, oh, ay, oh, ay, oh, ay, oh Welcome to the motherfucking show

Huh Okay, got it Kill 'em Searched maps when I started to burst raps 1985, that's when I first snapped Decades before they birthed apps I was giving niggas, what did we call it back then? Dirt naps But nowadays they still singing our praise Know how to raise a lot of hell up or else your crowd'll fade Devour naysayers hating try'na set a cloud ablaze My route'll stay electro lit and Kali's my Powerade And together we get paid in full (that's right) For the cheddar, we big raging bulls And it'll get Haitian cruel, meddling with pay and jewels Enemies sit, laid in pools Hit 'em with a quick blazing tool He said he wasn't a fan of us Coming at me with a camera See me become a stammera 'Cause I am the one with the stamina I got the fully, I'm 'bout to be bully from KCMO and the Canada You are the work of a janitor And I'm really coming to damage ya Nobody wanna be showed up They send me one verse and they hold up I send 'em my verse then they go buss Another verse after mine, it's a stole cut 'Cause they go nuts when a pro clutch Microphones givin' no fucks 'Cause I'm dope plus in my flow trust I got fa' sho' guts, they get ate like a Po' Russ From Jackstack, the gat's back When I'm out my town, I get my Aventus right at Saks That smell and my riches will get your bitches' hat macked Bosses take losses when they cross this black cat And that's facts (done) Don't nobody want none 'cause (I can make you outdone) Really wanna flow with the gun, you niggas are just (done) When I'm doing it for fun, yo (I can make you outdone) Doubt from when you slouched, what's the outcome? (Done) When I go left and I'm speaking in tongues (I can make you outdone) Ayy, yatafawaq ealayha (done) Technician and independent number one (I can make you outdone) You know the vibes, nigga No drums, I still rock that bitch The industry shunned me but I got that stitch (just one) Eminem, Wayne, Kendrick and Pac's rap pick Jahseh, Joyner, and Logic too so stop that shit Acting like you don't see me in the conversation Of the greatest, I never got a nomination 'Cause you hated, you calling me an abomination When it was domination, when you played it How a nigga feeling outdone when you get him on a label with ya Get his clout sprung up the louse hung up your mouth guns at your picture Now ain't that a kick in the sack? When I saw it was fixing to snap On a Gathering mission to pack him out but Travis Told us keep bicking it back So I let it go when I shoulda beheaded it bro 'Cause I put him on a pedestal as an incredible I know he regret it so 'Cause the bread it goes dead, it sit low as your credit score Man, I'm so (done) Now I'm biting my thumbs 'cause (I can make you outdone) Calling Kevin Wendell Crumb will never stop this beast They know when I spit speech (I can make you outdone) Shit gets deep My talent gives some rappers shivers and it should (yes sir) 'Cause I kill it with some of the best spitters and it's good (that's right) Guessing my sketching, gets 'em stressing They go left and feel threatened Something like police 'round niggas in the hood (yeah) White and black, mostly white though (that's right) With hundreds of years with beef, ain't no lipo (no) The problem is no face to face, just Skype, yo (bitch) That's so cowardly, kinda like they did Iso No conversation, just left him for doing a song with me All the ties from the other side was gone quickly Tears flow here bro 'cause I ain't double-cross zero We all know Mike Johnson is one of the fastest at rappin', and that ain't what I'm here for I'm here for rocking the spot Not leaving your mothers with a coffin to drop Anybody got a problem with me when your daddy was popping the twat? Instead of inside her, shoulda took you and shot in a sock