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Welcome to everready
Welcome to everready
Welcome to everready
The Religion
First thing I wanna say is
Y'all can't fuck wit us
Y'all can't fuck wit us
It's the one with a name of a gun
Look at me mamma what I become
It's a, monsta, gangsta, fast
But I want to, thank ya for the last
Thirty-three becuase everybody's heard of me
And if they say that I'm fakin' mama it's perjury
'Cause your son comes with thunda now
That's why they wonder why we headline when I'm underground
In this mainstream game my gang brings pain, to cowards
Said I'm done Cali give me the power come on wit it
You industry punks I hope you fakes die

'Cause most of rappers have a queer eye for the straight guy
Was that shit loud enough to hear
Loud enough to echo through the city and bust your ears
Patrick tried to sue us for a whole lot of bucks this year
Sell crazy somewhere else trick we're all stocked up here
Hey, I think I wanna say it again, y'all
Y'all can't fuck wit us
Y'all can't fuck wit us, no can do
Y'all can't fuck wit us, no can do
Y'all can't fuck wit us, no can do
Y'all can't fuck wit us, can't fuck wit us
Can't fuck wit us, can't fuck wit us
Yo, Big Krizz Kalico, tell 'em, y'all can't fuck wit us
Y'all can't fuck wit us
Fuck niggaz that got it in for me
But then the crowd's still got it's energy
Now, fool is fixin' be crowned through with foolin' around
Which is two hands and both thumbs down bitches
For the Bianca's and Beatrice's the Beatrice's is miraculous
You don't want to go on after us, no
This is a slip of ridiculous can't get with us flows
Actually a bit of babblin' liftin' your soul up
We all grown up and when we blown up
Don't get to frontin' I'll get you country boys nuttin'
You can cut us to thirty we stay on for an hour
'Cause them heads boppin' in the crowd's ours, absolute power
Main thing is taking over this mainstream
The game seems like they been waiting for a new A team
Ask Busta Rhymes, he said that nobody had the gift like him and Spliff
But me and Tech N9ne, well y'all ain't fucking with
Y'all can't fuck wit us, no can do
Y'all can't fuck wit us, no can do
Y'all can't fuck wit us, no can do
Y'all can't fuck wit us, can't fuck wit us
Can't fuck wit us, can't fuck wit us
This beat make me wanna say hallelujah
Yo but instead I'ma say, y'all can't fuck with us
Y'all can't fuck with us
Okay this the benediction, now we got y'all listenin'
Just a fraction of friction from the act you was missin'
If you would actually listen you'd see whose ass you be kissin'
You're dealin' with one hell of a fella ya see
I'm 'Anghellic' but devils bring out the devil in me
I might pull the bullet so cover you see
A goody, goody get hoody less for messin' with me
This is my testament Tecca Nina been pressed against war
Simply done best to get next to it so I represent all
Grab your breast to this havin' sex next so pop your crystal
Crock ya legs a bit rock ya bed drop them drawers
Tis to men to the one you wan to take a stand to
You chumps in trouble we bout to bubble like shampoo
You might try but you can't do what Aaron and Sam do
You tryin' to ban who no can do
It's a celebration bitches put your hands up ya
Y'all can't fuck with us
Y'all can't fuck wit us, no can do
Y'all can't fuck wit us, no can do
Y'all can't fuck wit us, no can do
Y'all can't fuck wit us, can't fuck wit us
Can't fuck wit us, can't fuck wit us
It's not that y'all wack that got it so bad
It's that y'all pissed 'cause we got it so good
Welcome to Tech world

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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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