Curious Lyrics

Song: Curious (What Up With Your Girl) (feat. Royce da 5'9")
Artist: Tech N9ne
Album: Bad Season (2010)

[Intro: Tech N9ne]
Damn, baby, that was real good.
(Hmm, do you think they heard us downstairs, papi?)
I think they heard us downstairs, next door to that, and next door to that
You know what I'm sayin'?

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
Yeah, that was good baby, (....) crazy
Could, maybe, you turn on the fan 'cause it's a good 80
In here right now. We was steamy like wow!
Bangin' like loud, question, babe, you might (....) right
This might not sound right
But your girl is downright
This clown's type
And she right below us
Hearin' our sexy sound bites
And Kutty is sittin' down there wit her
Actin' like he just found Christ
Tellin' her he's married
So I'm in a hurry to get her frown wiped
Listen: I'm ready to do this thing, enough of wishin'
Do you think she would come up and get in a fuck position?
Don't be lookin' at me like I'm crazy, baby, it's just suspicion.
And I never had eyes for your past homies, but I does for this one.
'Cause she's a X, the Roman numeral for 10's a X
And the last letter in sex, when I smash and get her depressed
When you're lookin' at me like I'm ignorant,
You should be picturin' this to yo' homegirl
Then I could do more to you like a polygamist
So are you diggin' it?
Do you gotta get twisted?
To get up the nerve to run to her and get her in this bed?
Looks like you're stressin'
But the Scorpio in me asks the question
I really like sexin' you but the two of you would be a blessin'

[Chorus: Tech N9ne] x2
What up wit your girl?
I want to enjoy
I want you to tell your girl
To get up wit your boy
And I'm diggin' on you
But I'm still curious
You're lookin' at me like I'm playin'
But I'm dead serious

[Verse 2: Royce da 5'9"]
Now, babe, I'm hopin' you don't take this wrong, girl
But ever since you came up in here wit your homegirl
I had my eye on you... and her, too
And honestly, I'm thinkin' that I want you both, girl
I know it may sound a little bit ridiculous
A little sick and twisted, if you ain't wit it, then I would understand
'Cause what I'm thinkin' is somethin' a little kinky
It's freaky-deaky, you seem kind of timid, but on the other hand,
Know what they say 'bout them shy ones
And it must be true
Look at you sittin' there, bless your heart, and you smilin'
Why your homegirl sittin' right beside you
Every time I look up she starin' into my eyes and I just
Wonder, hmm, do you ladies like to share?
Shower wit each other, have you ever took a dare? Yeah
Teamwork makes the dream work,
So how about we take it to the room?
You, me, and...her.

[Chorus: Tech N9ne] x2

[Verse 3: Brotha Lynch Hung?]
Uh, I'm so street when I speak,
My speech grates the sewer
I don't wanna meet yo' girlfriend
I want you to take me to her
Uh uh, I ain't mature
I'm gettin' head outside
In my ride when I'm drivin'....Ace Ventura
I come from Mad Mitten
I moved two bad chicks in
Like Three's Company, honey
I know, I'm Jack Trippin'
She like to try to kiss me
She said her name was Janet
I said call me Nickel
Now let's go find Chrissy
I'm not gon' lick the box
But I'll try to keep you happy
I'll call my nigga Big Scooby
He'll come and eat your shaggy
I know I act bold
It's just that me, you, and her
Make the perfect combination like a crack cold
I was taught by them edists to double yo' plate
I'ma be comin' till one of you got the Juggalo face
Woo Woo...I'm just kiddin'
Though I am persistent,
I got a question, listen

[Chorus: Tech N9ne] x2

All Day All Night Lyrics

Song: All Day All Night (feat. Krizz Kaliko)
Artist: Tech N9ne
Album: Bad Season (2010)

[Chorus: Krizz Kaliko]
This ain't nothin' like a 9 to 5
A superstar now is your life
Married to it like it's my wife
I gotta be Tech N9ne!
All day, all night (x4)

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
I wrote my life down from '85 to right now
And my style had a heap of people just like wow
Schizophrenic, grim, and venomous lyrics with a slight growl
I was destined to be Tech, to rip and excite crowds
So my pals think after I rip the mic down
It's lights out and right to the pillow with my right eyebrow
But when I chow I stay up and write sounds
I like loud I stay 'wake and create late like a night owl
Meetin' deadlines serious is fed time
They said I'm extremely different and I headline
I wed rhymes married to this game and my breads fine
That's why I'm always rocking classic J's the red kind
With that said I'm always up in y'alls sight
Something is all wrong being spotted it's all right
Thinking that I'm the naw type is all hype
I ain't gotta problem with being Tech all day and all night....
Fo' real

[Chorus: Krizz Kaliko]

[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
I write my flows and record 'em
I do my shows and we floored 'em
And so they go let's award with merch and ticket sales
That's why my clothes I afford 'em
That's love I know never short 'em
So why would I go and avoid 'em and curse and give it hell
They spot me at the movies sip and try to press a nooby
Gettin' through this is hectic, next to me singin my message to me
But I never get back to Scroogy
When I'm at the Ruby Tuesday
That's a doozy follow me for autographs when I'm set to dookie
Uhhhh,
That's T.M.I.,
Whether I'm on the street or fly
What they need is I to be seated high and this heat is why
Even sometimes I be down and dark they all bright
Liftin' me up being Tech Nina all day and all night...
Yeah.

[Chorus: Krizz Kaliko]

[Verse 3: Tech N9ne]
Ay, they even find me up in Wal-Mart
And give me coochy coupons sexy mama's be all heart
Even at the Mandalay Bay I'm off in the mall part
Chicks lookin' for me patrolling the area like Paul Blart
And it be the same when I'm with the chief, The Game
People greet me heat arranged
Sleep they need to meet the Strange
Cat, cuz he became the creature sent to eat the game
Speaking of eat the pizza came and the beast unframed of the pizza mane
At the funeral taking pictures no urinals
Not only when I'm on tour you know where I'm steppin' they sure to show
And it's a blessing even if I'm stressin' I'm durable
And you're to know, to do this like Tech you have to endure the grow
Yo!
[Chorus: Krizz Kaliko]

Bad Season Lyrics

Song: Bad Season (feat. Krizz Kaliko, Tonesha Sanders)
Artist: Tech N9ne
Album: Bad Season (2010)

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
Everything was supposed to be all Jesus,
Come ease us, we really need to be free from evil deeds plus negrus,
Hide in the weeds waiting to see us,
And we bust, then they will bleed trying to seize us,
Bad Season, I'm ready to trip for that reason,
Hire beef then go laugh when your ass vegan,
I ask trees when cash is fast and weed and
Then gonna have cheese stashed in trash bags will have flees then,
Yes sir that's why the milli is in the dresser, for any motha effer
Wanna test for Tech will get him wetter,
Step into death, your ex messing with a keffer,
Never let your lover get put in less than a bed with a heffer,
The mags breathing, these fags freezing
'Cause cats teased him and they passed on that evening,
I flash B's, and sag my flags red
I blast heathens if they had me in Bad Season

[Chorus: Tonesha Sanders]
These things must mean bad seasons, and they must be for a reason
These things must mean bad seasons, and they must be for a reason

[Verse 2: Krizz Kaliko]
Hardly time for no "hardy har," no laughter
Working them hard. I can't leave no starving bastard,
Pardon me if you see a star in me, it startles me
And I ain't come to party but I'm always where them bottles be.
I'm living for the checks for the extra,
Got too many debts, and I'm trying to find the way off the Celexa.
Church folks telling me gotta bless ya,
I ain't trying to Busta Rhymes
Difference is they're calling me besta
My season is devil, people receiving me,
They party to my words but I don't think the mu' fuckas is beleving me,
Half the time I think my eyes are deceiving me,
Fat boy that boy there, keep their hands in the air,
You can do me like a new kid, rocket till it's putrid,
Articulate to prove it but motha fuckas is stupid,
Kali baby, and his thing never leaving,
Running out of breath 'cause I'm breathing the Bad Season (Bitch)

[Chorus: Tonesha Sanders]

Ego Trippin' Lyrics

Song: Ego Trippin' (feat. Krizz Kaliko)
Artist: Tech N9ne
Album: Bad Season (2010)

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
Ay, by now everybody breathin' should be into this
With us, even have a membership, lovin' me when I begin to rip
But it be some that when I hinder this sinister nemesis
'Cause I'm grim a bit, I am at the end of what I'm finna get
Intricate I'll finish it with a dis, fit of his, but I get no benefit
I am not a demon cuz I'm always beamin' and on some sinner shit
This shall replenish this menace in glimpsed up minutes set on my syndicate
This genesis will spit and diminish it.

[Chorus: Krizz Kaliko]
I done took all I can stands
And I can't stands no more.
When we buss they clap their hands (boom boom)
Clap clap 'till their hands are sore.
And possibly, could you be afraid of me? (afraid of me)
Be careful who you're fuckin' wit, boy don't let yo' ego trip.

[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
I can't stands no more like I was Popeye.
Then I got my spinach and now the industry dropped by.
When I rocked the spot, my plots to be shot high
In the dark sky and hops I... will not die.
They really are scared of me,
They said the T would not fly
And credit was deaded but he kinetically stood up and gwap rised
Off the top I will not lie
Bread is my fetish and I really get it that's why I'm a dreaded hip-hop guy
So stop try, do not pry at me won't have to bring the glock by, nigga hot fry
If you came at me with a soft sigh, lost, why?  
Because the jammy did her man like standing on pot pie
And now I keep bitches that'll make Dennis Hoff buy twat
I be so paper that it make the cops spy
And now the haters tryin' to mock my walk to the top
Dy-namic and they not I, boss N9NE!!!

[Chorus: Krizz Kaliko]

Table and Chest Stress Lyrics

Song: Table and Chest Stress
Artist: Tech N9ne
Album: Bad Season (2010)

[Intro: Tech N9ne]
I'm about to take it back to 6th grade on y'all, when I ain't have no beats;
I just beat on the table and my chest. Like this:

[Chorus: Tech N9ne] x2
I'm here to give you my table and chess stress
Life is so full of fear like an A-I-D-S test
When you're covered in wet sex
With no glove you just vexed
Because life is so less blessed
Feel like death is the best bet

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
I mean, ain't no way up out of this dream
Nowhere to skip a scene not with all them demons stuck on the screen
So many unrest I bring serene livin' within means green
But things seem bleak
I'm beesteemed for the king's team
Major corporations firin' I feel obligated to hire 'em
Higher desired I'm wired my empire is tiresome
But if she fly I'll invite her to my asylum
Alumni find relaxation off in her bonsai
This Bad Season got me and my new past sneezin'
Seeing the motherfucka singin taking a nina away but I guess they had reason
'Till I had freakin ash leakin' nap seepin' crash deacon
Givin' a sermon off my sick and twisted class teachin
You see now this ain't no fuckin freestyle
My people starvin' to eat not with the Angela Yee gal and Phillip Chow
Niggas is ready to freak out
Yeah I got a little money to piece out
To some but the rest be plottin' on nina wanna stick me up like a decal.

[Chorus: Tech N9ne] x2

[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
My Hungarian honey's locked up for manslaughter
Now her mother and father can't even hug they damn daughter
Such an insane part of life really became harder
Only way they saw me in jail was to visit Dwayne Carter
Then I'm off in Spain sort of lame 'cause no dame saught us
Never did play with the labia
All I ate was paella
Then ex bitches, see they ain't part of the Tech's riches
So I get thressed, they get vicious, they know I keep with the best bitch
and then sex with it
To bend her over the table is less stress
With no bra and her breast on the table, her chest pressed
My people fallin' while I continue to jet set
But I got the power to bless
The beat bangin' yeah that's Tech nigga.