Only difference is my clout is too massive
Really wanna have no brains, step foot into my domain, no games
Take me for feeding you several (Don’t do it Tech)
Plus I be hella open tell a pyramid is Giza
This is Iso, big dick psycho, smash this chick and this guy like a kick flip, primal
Yeah, spraying like lysol
They don’t wanna see me rocking with Tech N9ne no
So anybody coming at me tripping like he wanna run a war with an in visa
Don’t make me fight y’all
On a head of Cohiba I go cuckoo
Better be cool, I’ma lead you to the B fools that’ll greet you
Sixty gun night ball

So anyone of my loved ones you funk and, I’ll inherit
You better not make me Soo-Woo you!
(Nigga) Comin’ at me wrong is Bad Juju!
I’m a grown mane, taking this with no shame

I’m on a pedestal
Ears ringing like sixty gun night ball
[Hook: Tech N9ne]
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
Who knew me and Tech would get to chopping up shit like couscous
Take me for feeding you several (Don’t do it Tech)
And a martyr man whose mom is Maude, huh
But the bully get to pulling everybody hard like he had a chip reader
Don’t you hit me ’til I move move
Do somethin’ new-new
Or poo poo like a shit fever
And it better be habari gani ndugu!
If you think you fucking with us all up in here i’ll take the pen and shove it in your poop-chute cuz!

Yeah, spraying like lysol
Dip please ’cause I’m BUKU
He’ll have more clips in it than Hulu
So you best better go run, tell your crew
All of my children are grown and I’m feeling they love me but don’t really like me
Talking so cheap and
[Hook: Tech N9ne]
And then I dip I shoot you
With a blacca, blacca, blacca leave you in the coffin often talkin’ fecal
Young punk better lie low somewhere prolly up in Cairo
So you best better go run, tell your crew
You don’t wanna let night fall, light y’all!
The MC’s I’m a grim reaper

Yeah, spraying like lysol
Don’t make me fight y’all
Night fall, light y’all!
In the mouth with a right blow then he get this pyro
Milli Maximize a mess with a mind of Malcolm X
I don’t wanna take a tip neither
The fully gon’ bite y’all
We lashing out at you
[Outro: Tech N9ne & King Iso]
This could be federal
Better quit beef end the dissing
Get it big like Bruce Bruce me me me
I’ll approach you with the woop-wop that’ll soak you (so true)
You better not make me Soo-Woo you!
Never keep it, gotta my lap

This be the entry of this B
This could be federal
I’m on a pedestal
Comin’ at me wrong is Bad Juju!
Ears ringing like sixty gun night ball
This is vicious, everything out yo lips is fictitious, hehe
Man the motive must been made of molly, huh
Now we gotta rid you in the (MO zoo)
With a Bible when a psycho wanna give a hit a light pole
The fully gon’ bite y’all
(Just let it go) Should I come down or just let it go?
I’m illing I’m no longer locked in a marriage, I’m careless
Misses made me mad as Mozzy, huh
When I don’t end with the grieving I’m ready for the battle bring it on this evening
I jail boof you, hit it hella hard
[Verse 2: King Iso]
Do somethin’ new-new
This is tribal, stick his rival—
Don’t make me fight y’all
Should I come down or just let it go?
And it better be habari gani ndugu!
We active when actors give malice to anybody we close to
You trip flipping on chicks but a b-boy make him wanna shit bricks
Yeah I know, coulda [?] what you wanna think that Tech signed Iso (Would you cry bro?)
When the knife go with the quickness, you so full of bitchness
This is my fury, fuck being in zooty I tried that
You think you ’bout it we ’bout it too
But none of these pyramids chicks be
You don’t wanna let night fall, light y’all!
Already be so much (we go through)