Y'all Ain't Ready

[Tech N9ne]: Steady, I get up on the track and tap it cuz I'm ready To get the party poppin' like I was confetti The way they be dissin' Tecca Nina be Pompeii Niggas be wonderin' how did I become bready Cause somebody bought it, damn it them rappers you got is garbage People I never could acknowledge, prob it's Mourn like a motherfuckin (?) With the K.O.Dly flow, nobody ever know where the bodies go (Which way did they go, which way did they go?) Did they go to heaven? I guess prolly NO Especially if they be trippin with me Suicide mission for thee, get your miss and ya see Nothin but Davy Jones locker nigga you rot with the fish in the sea You dont know me, you dont want it I can take a look and see that you dont want shit So put the fuckin lotion in the basket, if you don't then your ghost and in a casket Fight? I was hopin' you would ask it Put the knife to your throat then you can have it Your life is a joke and people laugh at it But I spit the flows that be elaborate Can't front on that, Tech N9ne killin' everyone on rap I get better with every verse, or my gun on wacks Psychos know that I'm sick, my flows open yo' chick My foes hopin' I quit because their hoes so close to my dick