[Intro: Tech N9ne]
Hahahaha, in the world of BET
I'm looked at as too rock and roll huh
In the world of MTV
My name is too gangsta huh, hahaha
Man, Strange Music we got this baby
This year we got this one baby
Red hair, red everything
It's Tech N9ne baby like it or not
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
Never been a harder rhymer in my region or globaly thats holdin' me I'm totaly hard and bossed up
Why you think that the majority of the rap musical authority sword me and barred and crossed up
Cause they don't wanna let the crazy kid in then
Spit his hymns speakin' a grim religion
Of rhyme, forbiddin my 'isms are hidden
My mind, to written then spittin' the kid in
The N9ne, is playin' you, slayin' you, sprayin' you, perminitly delayin' you, swayin' through
It's the gay in you thats hatin' who somethin' that hella beyond us
(I love Kanye, his s*** is bombay, but I'm rough)
And you can see it in my retina
That I won't be lettin' ya
Threatin us Better respect Tech the messenga
Too dope on this to be
History listen itsa mystery
Why they spittin' and dissin' me?
[Hook: Tech N9ne & Big Krizz Kalico]
This is me (this is me)
I'm a king, I'm a klown, I'm a G (I'm a G)
I believe what I want
Got you singin' my song
But your seein' me wrong
So what's a matter with me?
This is the belief (the belief)
The religion has arisin' from the deep (from the deep)
Darkest prison if you listen you will see (you will see)
If colisions your decision you will reap what you sow forget what you know this is me
[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
This is Tech bra
For years I've been the next to collect a plethora of checks lets get extra
Is what I set ta
Travis let's go select the baddest rappers infect the planet leave 'em in exta
See I'm a vet the powers don't really wanna let the best
come and wreck the sets and test your sector
Instead of rawness like Inspecta Deckta
Eldest rather set they specs on Mason Betha
Slept on my records
If you knew my musics hanibal lecta
What the hell you callin' Funk Masta Flex for?
Don't pester me I won't sweat ya be on a quest to
Investagate your tech ma respect the
Chackra tease in hop to these
Hot degress me and Mr. O apostraphe
Never listen to these pop p****** cause they suck!
(I love 50 Cent he gritty went he vent but I'm rough)
And you can see it in my demeanor
The Tecca Nina will blast arenas
The grass is greana
Made it ma to the top of the world
Kiss me, miss me (This Is Me)
Can't you see?
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Tech N9ne]
The industry treat me like a ride on the short bus
Thats why I'm tellin' they youngstas when you retourt cuss
And make a fort fuss
Cause you went out on Sam Goody on F.Y.E. with they money and you support us
Strangas, Shadys, Psychopaths and Juggalos
Losers, Shootas, College women and gutta hoes
Rock it for prescious doe
Drop it just lets it flow
Cop it don't knock it you block it stop at the record store
This is Aaron Yates, Dizalea, and Raine
This is for little Donnie this is for all Lacoyas pain
This is, for the sickness of Marty Sue
This is for all the love of Sara, Susie, Ara may, ozzie and Lou
This is for Ike and Ricky, Rufus, Rhonda, Barbra, and Marla Ridley
This is for B'zle and I know that rest of my family is with me
This is my friends, this is the end, this is a G
This is life, this is wrong, this right, this is me
[Hook x2]
Hahahaha, in the world of BET
I'm looked at as too rock and roll huh
In the world of MTV
My name is too gangsta huh, hahaha
Man, Strange Music we got this baby
This year we got this one baby
Red hair, red everything
It's Tech N9ne baby like it or not
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
Never been a harder rhymer in my region or globaly thats holdin' me I'm totaly hard and bossed up
Why you think that the majority of the rap musical authority sword me and barred and crossed up
Cause they don't wanna let the crazy kid in then
Spit his hymns speakin' a grim religion
Of rhyme, forbiddin my 'isms are hidden
My mind, to written then spittin' the kid in
The N9ne, is playin' you, slayin' you, sprayin' you, perminitly delayin' you, swayin' through
It's the gay in you thats hatin' who somethin' that hella beyond us
(I love Kanye, his s*** is bombay, but I'm rough)
And you can see it in my retina
That I won't be lettin' ya
Threatin us Better respect Tech the messenga
Too dope on this to be
History listen itsa mystery
Why they spittin' and dissin' me?
[Hook: Tech N9ne & Big Krizz Kalico]
This is me (this is me)
I'm a king, I'm a klown, I'm a G (I'm a G)
I believe what I want
Got you singin' my song
But your seein' me wrong
So what's a matter with me?
This is the belief (the belief)
The religion has arisin' from the deep (from the deep)
Darkest prison if you listen you will see (you will see)
If colisions your decision you will reap what you sow forget what you know this is me
[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
This is Tech bra
For years I've been the next to collect a plethora of checks lets get extra
Is what I set ta
Travis let's go select the baddest rappers infect the planet leave 'em in exta
See I'm a vet the powers don't really wanna let the best
come and wreck the sets and test your sector
Instead of rawness like Inspecta Deckta
Eldest rather set they specs on Mason Betha
Slept on my records
If you knew my musics hanibal lecta
What the hell you callin' Funk Masta Flex for?
Don't pester me I won't sweat ya be on a quest to
Investagate your tech ma respect the
Chackra tease in hop to these
Hot degress me and Mr. O apostraphe
Never listen to these pop p****** cause they suck!
(I love 50 Cent he gritty went he vent but I'm rough)
And you can see it in my demeanor
The Tecca Nina will blast arenas
The grass is greana
Made it ma to the top of the world
Kiss me, miss me (This Is Me)
Can't you see?
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Tech N9ne]
The industry treat me like a ride on the short bus
Thats why I'm tellin' they youngstas when you retourt cuss
And make a fort fuss
Cause you went out on Sam Goody on F.Y.E. with they money and you support us
Strangas, Shadys, Psychopaths and Juggalos
Losers, Shootas, College women and gutta hoes
Rock it for prescious doe
Drop it just lets it flow
Cop it don't knock it you block it stop at the record store
This is Aaron Yates, Dizalea, and Raine
This is for little Donnie this is for all Lacoyas pain
This is, for the sickness of Marty Sue
This is for all the love of Sara, Susie, Ara may, ozzie and Lou
This is for Ike and Ricky, Rufus, Rhonda, Barbra, and Marla Ridley
This is for B'zle and I know that rest of my family is with me
This is my friends, this is the end, this is a G
This is life, this is wrong, this right, this is me
[Hook x2]