Now It's On

[Intro] Wicked, wicked, now it's on [Verse 1: Lejo & Tech N9ne] [Lejo] I murder your whole city, nigga like Frank Nitty hideous, insidious Niggas betta give me respect when I flex, comin' Tech flows like amphibians From here to the Carribeans Unexplored territories like Venus Niggas never seen the teen the teams keenest Impairing your mind like Zimas Infrared beamers, keep your posse on my penis [Tech N9ne] Now it's on Wicked's in this, the link a Mid to West flex, the abyss To this bitch who diss this clique Bliss is hanging that bitch by the clitoris You get spit on, shit on, hit on, get on, the dick of this Slick niggara But you can always call the Nina A killer in America, Amerikilla [Lejo] I got skills to kill like overdosing pills Blood spills for million dollar bills You can't try to peel this or feel the illness of a nigga that's coming out real I don't know why nigga you living a lie And plus I despise those who try A nigga like I, this high and fly and sly Midwestside, so you just might die [Tech N9ne] Check it out I murder these hoes, Hercules flows My shit carries on like Hepatitis The weak bite us, mean nothing to me Give me no fuckery foul like (what?) Nongonococcal urethritis I might just, make a nigga bite dust When I bust plus, calamity feels great Can it be ill? Yes, sanity kills a real nigga but still I'm wicked like Amityville The best: the N9ne? Correct Burn, now it's your turn You must learn Misery niggas are crazed like 24 gang niggas on Sherm When it's on I be heated like a hot comb Tell these punk muthafuckas to leave me alone When I'm in the zone, you get blown away Get the clones away, Mitch Bade nigga cause it's on today [Hook] (4x) Now it's on, now it's on Now it's on, now it's on, now it's on [Verse 2: Lejo] Now let me smoke and choke, let these niggas know That Lejo ain't brought no jokes Nigga better learn the ropes, we're like costra nostra And'll fuck around and cut yo' throat Decapitation facing devastation nations when they raging can't stop this Nigga you can catch a fist, and you can rest in piss But the diss and you thought I missed I'm indestructible and untouchable Ain't giving a fuck about what you know I don't love no ho, I don't mug no mo' But I'm still collecting my other dough Now peep the rawness, my rhymes are flawless Fools get tossed for trying to floss like bosses People can call this the clique with no losses Cause a nigga can flow from September to August Deeper than seven seas, colder than no degrees Niggas is easy to get down on your knees When you fucking with rhymes like these, I always find that he's Biting my shit it's me he's trying to be No more chances, understand this I'm the man with the plan I stand from Kansas, and this Weed enhances scandalous dances What is in my hands will take your last glances Fucking with a technicality That's what it gotta be, nigga sitting on the side of me My mentality makes fatality reality Split your anatomy: assault and battery Niggas pray to God we stop; we won't though Asking who's on the top, they don't know But don't no motherfucker in the motherfucking western motherfucking hemisphere really want Joe Associated with a deadly force We got codes, deeper than Morse, sounds like And needle points bullet shoot through a horse So of course, I'm leaving niggas dead like a corpse {*Gun shot sound effect*} [Verse 3: Tech N9ne] Don't, test me, Beatrice Another colloquialism I came up with the bitch, deep this twist People do pitiful shit I do unforgettable hits and niggas submitted Amerikilla did it and got Aquitted, I flip in a minute I'mma get them relish lips You can't sell us dips We getting high off K Bombay Packing hella heat like Pompeii Itch-made abay igga-nay anyway I gets ill when I feel like, gettin biz You know what that is? I know what that is When I be ripping everybody know what that is Rewind, slemet, niet If anybody wanna catch this I just said, "Fuck demons" in a God pit backwards And that's bomb futuristic attack shit Match this, takes hella practice To rips scripts nigga gotta be thorough I gotta make this shit make sense so I can say, "Made it Ma" Top of the world Give me life or give me death Death becomes the evil like Asmodeus I got a melodious flow It becomes Podious changeable, untamable angel Anghellic, bustin like a Magnum, Tom Selleck Missouri terror, sick of losing money at Harrah's Mac assassin like Antonio Banderas How many niggas you know I bust style So ambidextrous and I mean I'm buck wild When it's on I be heated like a hot comb Like I said in the first zone Accident prone, but these niggas don't wanna flex with Tech when the heat is on Nigga, now it's gone [Hook]