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Get the fuck outta here, Nena
Get the fuck outta here, Paper
Get the fuck outta here, Wall
Get the fuck outta here
Yeah, I'ma spitter, you other cats be on littler
That's probably why you just penny pushing and I'm bigger
So you hate on me 'cause you like Paper and I'm gritter
With two Biancas up on my arms like John Ritter
Oh my goodness, is they talking shit again?
When I been player on the day I became a U.S. citizen
Haters keep witishen, I'ma take a lost but I'm finishin'
Killer but squirer just like Percy Miller, no limits then
I aim for digits, hundred percent of my people came to get
He used to be bigger but became a midget
Taken out of the game, livin' lame, he lived it
So he gotta hate on the next man
'Cause he don't got the money
We left him on the bottom, now he the ex Tech fan

Get fuck outta my face, [Incomprehensible] my mistake
You gotta be hotter sittin' and watchin' me expand
You take falls, I take her and take drawls
They give you the weight stall, they give me the mate call
You yank tall, love is me but hates y'all
That's why I'ma take all what pops in the great Wall, nigger
If fraud is what you're selling
Get the fuck outta here
When they lie you gotta tell 'em
Get the fuck outta here
If you steppin' to me wrong
Get the fuck outta here
You ain't gotta go home
But get the fuck outta here
Tell 'em what to do, what?
Tell 'em what to do, what?
Tell 'em what to do
Get the fuck outta here
Tell 'em what to do, what?
Tell 'em what to do, what?
Tell 'em what to do
Get the fuck outta here
Tell 'em what to do, what?
Tell 'em what to do, what?
Tell 'em what to do
Get the fuck outta here
Get the fuck outta here
(Tell 'em what to do)
Get the fuck outta here
(Tell 'em what to do)
Get the fuck outta here
(Tell 'em what to do)
You ain't gotta go home
(Tell 'em what to do)
Get the fuck outta here
(Tell 'em what to do)
I stay in the zone like twenty eight's in a baggie
A veteran stands here a rookie niggas at his knees
Grab these, shove middle fingers in the sky
Tell it like it is when I rap so y'all identify
Start from the ground, formulate an enterprise
Get outta here before you get punished and penalized
I've been in fires to stay in this lane, homie
I swear when I rap, I say it's not a thang phony
I'm icy, I'm shiny, tho I ain't got a chain on me
Even when I'm inside of in this booth I keep my thang on me
And when it rains on me, I don't complain, homie
Eliminate the probs so I don't have to strain, homie
I talks a bunch of shit the haters wanna flame throw me
Rappers ain't got the balls or got a place they aim's on me
Get the fuck outta here, tell 'em Wall told ya
Popper a done deal, every one of your soft soldiers
If fraud is what you're selling
Get the fuck outta here
When they lie you gotta tell 'em
Get the fuck outta here
If you steppin' to me wrong
Get the fuck outta here
You ain't gotta go home
But get the fuck outta here
Tell 'em what to do, what?
Tell 'em what to do, what?
Tell 'em what to do
Get the fuck outta here
Tell 'em what to do, what?
Tell 'em what to do, what?
Tell 'em what to do
Get the fuck outta here
Tell 'em what to do, what?
Tell 'em what to do, what?
Tell 'em what to do
Get the fuck outta here
Get the fuck outta here
(Tell 'em what to do)
Get the fuck outta here
(Tell 'em what to do)
You ain't gotta go home
(Tell 'em what to do)
Get the fuck outta here
I do this for my partner standing out there on the block
And do this for 'em haters on the sideline at night
Despite what they be saying I just can't seem to stop
Gettin' this guap, I gotta a lot, partner, I'm almost to the top
I gotta cop new watch, fresh grill and new cloths
I'm trying to come back candy low, side ways on fours
I gotta get that bread, it be money ova these hoes
'Cause my friends be turning to foes and harsh words lead to blows
They mad at me 'cause I'm the shit while they just shit
And I get up off my ass and get it while they just sit
They upset 'cause I'm getting bread while they layin' in bed
Even tho I started off at the bottom I'm hundred miles ahead
They still be talkin' dime on me try to slander my name
'Cause I'm the main man but they [Incomprehensible] change
They hate me 'cause they hate me but please make no mistake
Yeah, they know me but can't stop me
'Cause I'm Paul Wall the great, baby
If fraud is what you're selling
Get the fuck outta here
When they lie you gotta tell 'em
Get the fuck outta here
If you steppin' to me wrong
Get the fuck outta here
You ain't gotta go home
But get the fuck outta here
Tell 'em what to do, what?
Tell 'em what to do, what?
Tell 'em what to do
Get the fuck outta here
Tell 'em what to do, what?
Tell 'em what to do, what?
Tell 'em what to do
Get the fuck outta here
Tell 'em what to do, what?
Tell 'em what to do, what?
Tell 'em what to do
Get the fuck outta here
Get the fuck outta here
(Tell 'em what to do)
Get the fuck outta here
(Tell 'em what to do)
You ain't gotta go home
(Tell 'em what to do)
Get the fuck outta here

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Aaron Dontez Yates (born November 8, 1971 in Kansas City, Missouri), better known by his stage name Tech N9ne or Tecca Nina is an American rapper, co-owner of Strange Music Records and actor. His career has spanned over 24 years, during which he has released eleven albums. According to the He's a Mental Giant Songfacts, his stage name originated from the TEC-9 semi-automatic handgun, given to him by rapper Black Walt due to his fast rhyming style.

His tenth studio album, K.O.D., was released October 27, 2009. He has spent his illustrious career making sure he’s been grinding harder than the average rapper, and is the best selling artist out of his hometown. With nine solo albums and two powerhouse collaboration projects under his belt, the Kansas City MC’s flow is sharper and slicker than it’s ever been.
“This is another roller coaster ride,” explains TECH N9NE about the release. “When it came time for Sickology 101, I knew I wanted to do a collabo album based on the study of being sick. It’s a beginner’s course for people who don’t know how to be sick lyrically or how to choose sick beats. It all starts with beats because they tell me exactly what to do.” Epic beats from YoungFyre, Wyshmaster, Seven and Matic Lee set the stage for TECH N9NE to weave his introspective and sometimes roguish lyrics around.

Sickology 101 brims with stellar appearances from lyrical heavyweights. On the opening title track, TECH N9NE slays alongside Chino XL and Crooked I, pulling listeners into the Hip-Hop classroom for a lesson in murdering a beat. It’s a twisted vision forged on undeniable grooves and quixotic wordplay.

The single, “Nothin,’” is an inspiring, honest anthem that features Messy Marv and Big Scoob. Meanwhile, on “Midwest Choppers 2,” TECH N9NE and Krayzie Bone cruise to the depths of darkness. “Krayzie Bone came through and murdered it,” says TECH N9NE. “I modeled the song after movies. When you do a sequel, there has to be a bigger body count and more people have to die. ‘Midwest Choppers 2’ is Autobahn-style. It makes you want to speed.”

TECH N9NE’s inimitable flow and rhyming take center stage on solo tracks, including the haunting, hypnotic “Red Nose.” He doesn’t pull any punches on the vitriolic, YoungFyre-produced “Blown Away,” either. It’s an open letter to several prominent urban artists who refused to play before him at radio festivals despite his massive concert draw.

With hits like “I’m A Playa,” “Caribou Lou” (which boasts 7.2 million MySpace plays), “Riotmaker,” “Like Yeah” and “Everybody Move,” it’s no wonder TECH N9NE counts a total of over 4.5 million YouTube video plays and an average of 40,000 MySpace visitors each day. His success knows no limits. The July 2008 release, Killer, debuted at Number 1 on the Billboard Top Independent Albums chart and Number 12 on the Billboard Top 200 Albums chart. He did it all on his own. There was no major label — just TECH N9NE’s own record company, Strange Music. TECH N9NE’s tracks have appeared in films like Gang Related and Alpha Dog as well as various TV shows, and he recently made his motion picture debut in The Life of Lucky Cucumber alongside members of MTV’s “Jackass” crew.

It hasn’t been an easy road, but TECH N9NE soldiers on and he’ll never stop. “They call me devil worshipper because I’m different. I give you music for my core. They’re the people that put me over the million mark. I raise my middle finger to everybody who judges me because my core audience is there for me. They will always love me, but I’m trying to reach others, too. It’s not over. My music is supposed to be for everybody, but some people just don’t get it. This album is the result; swallow it. It’s middle finger music, all-day and all-night.”

TECH N9NE never stops bringing that music directly to his fans, constantly reinforcing his status as one of the hardest-touring rap acts in the business. In 2008, TECH N9NE performed over 200 shows and he doesn’t show any signs of slowing down in 2009. In April, TECH will head out in support of Sickology 101 and spend two months on the road, performing live for his rabid fans.

Sickology 101 is prepping the world for TECH N9NE’s next masterpiece, K.O.D. “I want people to know that I’m getting better and better and I’m a machine. I do these collabo albums to give the fans more. This is a bridge record to K.O.D. It’s the farewell to the TECH N9NE you’ve known lately. It’s getting darker. A lot of people might not be able to go to the place I’m going, but this place is my specialty.”

“I don’t need people to kiss my hand,” assures TECH N9NE. “I’m not trippin’ on status, and I’m not a narcissist when it comes to rap. It’s my heart and soul pouring onto the paper. I write my life and I can’t hold back. This is what I know.”

Origin: Kansas City, Missouri
Year Formed: 1991
Official Site: http://www.therealtechn9ne.com/


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