Misery

[Intro] Aye fam Man, you need to stop being so nice and modest To these jugga head ass niggas out here They runing around like they don't know Strange is the lions den Nigga we the muthafucking kings of the jungle I'm in the restaurant chilling with this new piece of bootany the other night You know a nigga gonna give me a CD Talking about Mackzilla, tell Tech he better come to the studio And fuck with us, or else... I said, don't you punk brother ass niggas know This is Monopoly, don't nobody pass go and collect 200 dollars Unless we say so [Tech N9ne] This is merciless This is musical massacre Mammoth, imagine my motive, mane No murking us Mimicking muthafuckas may mock But on my mama millimeter My miscous mo murdah make millions mack mommies and mosh This is pain, this unforgettable thang Is my talent untamable? Tech is the tyranny Bang on you niggas who never have respect for whoever Pulling you pussies apart, my competitor's plain In the dark when they sleep On my incredible heat Fuck you, I'm fed up My fist for you faggots and freaks Go tell your industry peeps that fuck peace released B is for blood We banging and blasting at beef This is ignorant Get a whiff of his lyrics So rigorous, niggerous, carnivorous delivery Come with me, it'll be bitches and thizzery Fuck with me And believe that we niggas will put you out of your misery [Hook] If you ever disrespect I'll put you out of your misery Put you, I'll put you, I'll put you, put you out of your misery If you run up on my set I'll put you out of your misery Put you, I'll put you, I'll put you, put you out of your misery I'm a muthafucking vet I'll put you out of your misery Put you, I'll put you, I'll put you, put you out of your misery 'Bout to make me cock (cock) back (back) aim (aim) My mission is to pop (pop) that (that) brain (brain) [Journalist] My split is psycho like Michael's knife I admire your Freddy Kruger then dream your life My brain is too deep, I can think alive And kill death itself in one of freestyle lines Lyrically, rappers aren't better than me Cause I'm hard in this rap game You lighter then a feather to me So come with it It's the devil in me that'll blast at your afterlife Until your ass is resting in peace Muthafucka, you don't want it with a gangsta 16 shots and have my little brother shank ya Thank ya, No thank ya Boy rearrange ya hands with ya head Heads up and I'll bang ya I hear you barking but you ain't bit shit My shot's dig through They call 'em hollow tips It's a killa season and you ain't killed shit Misery Loves Kompany, now a compliment bitch [Hook] [Yukmouth] This is misery, misery artillery for the killing spree Hit the block, see the enemy, Kill 'em off like a Kennedy Ecstasy, Hennessy and a lemon squeeze You niggas finna be put on obituaries and white tees, that's misery Rome to Italy, riding on chrome literally Yuk Godzilla, King Kong ain't got shit on me Riddle me, riddle me, Which rapper gone snitch on me When I shoot up his Bentley and put him out of his misery They asked about the beef with Game and The Unit Squashed my beef with The Game and do my thang with The Unit Bo signed to Cashville I'm making it rain in Houston, Rap-A-Lot for life You'll find you body slain in Houston, bitch I'm on the block with that Praline Until the cop's jumping out the van like the A-Team, I slang cream The West Coast Don and Kansas City King You ain't know? Tecca Nina, General in The Regime [Hook]